Mortal Bones

The three pieces of jade in the hands of the black-robed man were clearly obtained by the two Xuandan Palace disciples from Zhang Moyan and the others.

After looking at the three pieces of jade, Chu Tiancheng immediately said excitedly:

"That's right, those three pieces of jade belong to the three of us!"

Zhang Moyan thanked the man in black robe with some excitement:

"Thank you, senior, for proving your innocence!"

The surrounding monks were in an uproar.

They didn't expect that the disciples of Xuandan Palace would actually seduce three people's Yujue.

Wei Yixiao, the elder of Xuandan Palace, looked at the three pieces of jade in the hands of the black-robed man and immediately became angry and said:

"Which force sent the four of you to slander Xuandan Palace again!"

As he spoke, Na Wei Yixiao no longer concealed his aura, and the fluctuations in his aura suddenly spread to the surroundings like huge waves.

Unexpectedly, the monks who were watching were directly knocked away by the air wave.

But the figure of the man in black robe seemed to be nailed to the ground, motionless.

Not only did his figure remain motionless, even the three people Zhang Moyan and Zhang Moyan blocked behind him did not move at all.

Upon seeing this, Na Wei smiled coldly and snorted again:

"No matter how strong your fists and feet are, you are just a martial artist, how can you defeat Taoism and magical power!"

After saying this, he raised his sword and shouted loudly:

"Here comes the sword!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a "zheng" sound, and a sword cry mixed with golden broken sounds suddenly exploded in the world.

At the same time, a huge golden sword shadow suddenly fell through the clouds and fog from the head of the man in black robe.

"boom!……"

Before the sword falls, the momentum has arrived.

The sword force carrying Geng Jin's sword intent pierced through and crushed the houses around the street in an instant. Even the bluestone bricks on the ground were cracked under the sword force.

A monk watching the battle immediately sighed with emotion:

"Elder Wei's Cangyun Sword is indeed worthy of its reputation. That martial artist will definitely not be able to defeat him with his fists and feet!"

At this moment, Wei Yixiao, the elder of Xuandan Palace, stretched out his arm towards Geng Jin Jianying, pressed down suddenly, and said sternly:

"fall!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a "boom", and the huge Geng Jin sword followed and slashed straight down towards the black-robed man below.

"Bang!"

When someone felt sorry for the death of this black-robed man with extremely talented martial arts, the monks watching the battle were suddenly stunned by the deafening collision.

A monk exclaimed:

"What, how can it be so shameful? He actually caught the golden sword shadow with one hand!"

Seeing in the center of the huge open space in front of the teleportation array, the burly man in black robes not only was not killed by Wei Yixiao's sword, but instead relied only on his flesh and blood to catch the man who was more than a hundred feet tall with one hand. Sword shadow.

"Bang!……"

At this moment, I saw the black-robed man's hand that caught the Geng-gold sword shadow suddenly shook, and actually directly shattered the huge Geng-gold sword shadow.

In an instant, sword energy filled the sky and scattered in all directions. It was so spectacular.

"puff!……"

The moment the Gengjin sword shadow shattered, Wei Yixiao, the elder of Xuandan Palace, vomited blood on the spot.

However, just when everyone thought that Wei Yixiao would give in, the moment he lowered his head, he suddenly activated the divine and fine energy from his fists, then jumped up with a ferocious expression, and directed his palm towards The man in black robe slapped him away and shouted:

"Let's see how long you can hold on!"

Obviously, from Wei Yixiao's point of view, the man in black robe was able to take the sword he just struck, and he only had to rely on strength.

"boom!……"

Just as Wei Yixiao roared and hissed, a dazzling palm shadow made of Gengjin Qi suddenly appeared in front of the black-robed man.

From a distance, the palm shadow looks like a 껚, shooting towards the man in black robe.

When the man in black robe faced this palm, he just made a very ordinary punching posture, and then waited for the shadow of the palm to hit, then he swung his fist towards the golden palm shadow. .

"Rumble, rumble..."

녊When everyone felt that the man's punch was too ordinary, the street suddenly trembled violently.

Immediately, a group of monks watching the battle suddenly discovered that the moment the man punched, his punch was like a tsunami that had swallowed up the world.

Just when everyone was oppressed by the fist and had difficulty breathing, and had to use their strength to resist, the fist that originally swallowed up the world dissipated in an instant.

However, monks like Zhang Moyan who were watching the fight at close range had already discovered that the black-robed man's punches did not dissipate, but were all concentrated on his fist.

"Bang!--"

Immediately, in the deafening collision, the huge Geng Gold Palm of Xuandan Palace Elder Wei Yixiao suddenly shattered like a huge glass statue.

The next moment, the black-robed man's fist hit the body of Wei Yixiao, the elder of Xuandan Palace.

"Bang!"

Although Wei Yixiao's body flashed with dozens of magical brilliance at the moment of being hit by this punch, he was still smashed to pieces by the black-robed man's punch with pure martial arts power.

In the end, the black-robed man's fist hit Na Wei Yixiao's body hard.

"boom!"

Under the golden morning sun, Wei Yixiao, the elder of Xuandan Palace who was hit by the punch, had his robe suddenly shattered and a cloud of blood mist exploded on his body.

But even so, his body was still firmly fixed by the punch of the man in black robe, without moving an inch.

"thump!"

As soon as the black-robed man withdrew his fist, Wei Yixiao, the elder of Xuandan Palace, fell headlong into a pool of blood.

A cultivator who was still in the shocking realm fell down in front of a martial artist. Many of the cultivators present had never even dreamed of such an achievement.

After all, according to the common sense of cultivation, it is already a consensus that cultivators who have reached the realm of transformation are better than pure martial artists.

"Cough...cough cough cough..."

At this time, under the horrified gazes of everyone, Wei Yixiao, the elder of Xuandan Palace, suddenly coughed and slowly got up from the pool of blood.

Everyone was watching Wei Yixiao get up after suffering such a severe injury just now, and they couldn't help but sigh at the depth of Wei Yixiao's true energy.

However, the more powerful Wei Yixiao became, the more incredible he was able to bring out the martial artist in front of him.

"You, you, you... what kind of force were you sent to disrupt the Xuandan Palace Dragon-Slaying Society?"

Elder Wei Yixiao looked up at the man in black robes fiercely.

The man in black robe shook his head calmly and said:

"At this time, you are still thinking of labeling me as a troublemaker to the Dragon Slaying Society. It seems that you are the bad seed of the world."

When he said this, the man in black robe stepped heavily on Na Wei Yixiao's arm.

"Crack!"

녊When everyone was wondering why the man in black robe still took action against Wei Yixiao who had no power to fight back, a jade tablet burning with flames slipped from Wei Yixiao's hand and broke into pieces.

Seeing this, a monk exclaimed:

"This Wei Yixiao actually plans to die with that man!"

Only then did everyone realize that Na Wei Yixiao had actually touched the jade plaque of his sect that had been exploded by the monks on the battlefield.

"boom!……"

At this moment, a long knife suddenly fell straight from the sky with a thick blade, and it was inserted between the man in black robe and Na Wei Yixiao.

The ferocious sword energy turned into the violent wind, pushing the man in black robe away.

Immediately afterwards, a rough and murderous voice was heard, roaring like thunder:

"Who Fangxiao dares to hurt the elder of Xuandan Palace? Li Yunxiao of Tianshuang Hall is here, so don't be presumptuous!"

At the same time as the words fell, a man with the appearance of a Chinese Confucian fell from the sky, and his figure hit the ground heavily.

Immediately behind, there was an old man with gray hair and a young monk who looked like a handsome scholar who fell to the ground.

At this time, Zhu Ti and Tian Qi returned here with their seriously injured bodies.

After seeing the three people falling from the sky, they immediately seemed to have met a savior and shouted with tears of joy:

"Master Yunxiao, Elder Niu, Senior Brother Fu Liu!!"

"Fortunately, you arrived in time, otherwise Elder Wei would have died under this thief's plot!"