God Execution [End]

Ji Tian, ​​Hua Zixuan immediately knew that something was wrong, "Zheng!" There was a sound of metal and stone intersecting, but the Immortal Killing Sword did not hit the Great Teleportation Talisman, and a bright lotus flower appeared in the void to block the Immortal Killing Sword. The lotus flower is holy, and a hazy phantom stands on it, standing proudly, rushing towards Yun Han with soaring arrogance, and the figure of Yun Feiyang has long since disappeared. 【】

"Mo Wentian, you are interfering again, what crime should you deserve!" A roar came from the sky, the last white light pierced the sky, an old man in white descended to the ground, and the Immortal Killing Sword flew into his hand.

"Li Potian, are you talking to this seat?" A coercive voice came from the lotus, full of a domineering air, no offense was allowed, and then the hazy figure inside appeared. , it was Mo Wentian, standing in the void and looking down at Li Potian.

Ji Tian, ​​Hua Zixuan was relieved when Mo Wentian came. With Mo Wentian intervening, there was room for maneuver in this matter. Shennong Peak is still biased, and the law enforcement elder of Tai'a Peak is also relaxed, and he is worried about how to deal with this matter.

Li Potian held the bronze Immortal Killing Sword in his hand, with crazy killing intent in his eyes, and flicked his sleeves, Sima Yan, Sima Qingyun, and the man in white who were lying on the ground looked like they were in beautiful robes, looking at Mo Wentian with sharp eyes.

"Mo Wentian, what crime do you deserve for daring to stop me from arresting Taoist traitors!" Li Potian's voice was cold, and he pointed the Slaughtering Immortal Sword at Mo Wentian from afar, and at the same time glanced at the elder emperor, Ji Tian, ​​and Hua Zixuan of Tai'a Peak. .

"I'm guilty? Li Potian, have you lost your head? You're so invincible. Are you provoking the majesty of the Taoist supervisory history? Mo Wentian stands proudly, with a murderous aura, a tall figure, and a white robe. , it seems that Li Potian is not taken seriously at all.

Li Potian was furious, his white beard fluttered, and the killing intent from the bronze killing sword became stronger, and he said coldly: "Don't ask me, you are too eye-catching, today I will teach you a lesson on behalf of the senior brother, and punish you, Removal of your post of Supervising History." The Immortal Sword of Slaughtering Hands turned into a beam of light, traversed between the heaven and the earth, oppressed the void, and slashed down on Mo Wentian fiercely. Not procrastinating, showing the thunderous means of a generation of law enforcement elders.

"Haha, Li Potian, others are jealous of your Li family, but I am not afraid. How can you allow those villains to run amok in the Taoist sect and ruin the atmosphere of the Taoist sect? You have simply insulted your ancestors, the real people looking for joy!" Mo Wentian put his hands behind his back. , looking coldly at the Slaying Immortal Sword whistling towards him, his figure suddenly erratically walked along a mysterious trajectory, as if jumping out of reality, wandering beyond the five elements, and let the shocking blow of this Slaughtering Immortal Sword miss, "Boom" the whole A strong wave of energy erupted on the ground, and a groove about a kilometer long appeared. The disciples who were watching were also blown away by the wind. A wave of energy erupted from Elder Huang's body and sent Ji Tian and Hua Zixuan away. The two guarded in the center, even so they were shocked back a few steps, and now it can be seen that the strength of the elder emperor is lower than that of Li Potian.

"Okay, okay, come on, you are really against me, Li Potian." Li Potian did not continue to chase after his sword fell into the air, but stood quietly in the void, retracting the Immortal Killing Sword to his waist, his face calm, his eyes wide open. Extremely calm, looking at the distant void, it seems that the spiritual consciousness is placed in the void, with one hand lightly resting, an unpretentious blade manifests in the palm of the hand, the blade is bronze, like an ancient object just unearthed, with rust spots , but the coercion of form came, eclipsing this world.

"Little Li Flying Knife!" The elder Huang exclaimed, with a wave of his sleeves, Hua Zixuan and Ji Tian were drawn into the robes, and their figures floated to the clouds outside the sky, continuing to observe the movement in the field, and the other disciples Sensing the tense situation on the field, Fenfen desperately flew to the outside.

Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with excitement, his face flashed with excitement, and he said loudly: "Li Potian didn't expect to be able to force you to use the magic sword skill, Xiao Li Fei Dao, with a sword in hand, looking at the world, sweeping, haha , It's so exciting, I want to take this knife from you, you still retain a bit of the ability to seek pleasure."

"Mo Wentian, there are very few people in this world who force the ancestor Xun Huan to make a second strike. I am stupid, although far inferior to the ancestor, but this strike is not something you can resist. Do you have anything else to tell me? Master Master." Li Potian remained calm, as if he was narrating a trivial matter, and maintained absolute confidence in the knife he was about to strike.

"Haha, Li Potian, you should give your own son your last words. Today I will witness the magic sword skill known as the best in the world." Mo Wentian laughed loudly, his figure gradually solidified, blossoming The lotus exudes a holy breath and floats in the void. There are a total of seventy-seven and forty-nine lotus flowers, which surround Mo Wentian, forming a multiplicity of numbers.

"One thought blossoms, the king will come to the world, good, good, good!" Li Potian said three good things in succession, and Pu Shihua's blade had turned into a bright light and flew towards Mo Wentian, following a mysterious trajectory , No one can figure out the route of this trajectory, there is a faint thunderstorm descending above the nine heavens, and the underworld seems to be shaking, the situation suddenly changes color, and that shocking sword is like an epic legend.

A high-spirited fighting spirit erupted from Mo Wentian's body, and the holy lotus flowers floated out into the void. On each lotus flower sat a phantom, standing proudly with extraordinary momentum. In an instant, it turned into a lotus flower, and it was lined up with the seventy-seven forty-nine lotus flowers.

"Zheng, zheng,...Zheng!" 49 consecutive sounds of gold and stone intersecting came from the void, and the blossoming lotus flowers were chopped into pieces by the bronze flying knife and scattered in the void. A total of 49 lotus flowers turned into fly ash. The sky trembled violently, and many masters who had retreated in the Taoist sect caught this unusual aura, and one after another swept out their powerful consciousness to sweep across the area. Who would dare to fight in Yuxu Mountain?