The origin of the heavens: the cold light destroys the world, and all sentient beings are destroyed.

"Hehe, you seem to have forgotten again, I am a mortal, an eight-year-old mortal!

You haven't even figured out why I found you Qinghui Sect!"

Some time ago, you Qinghui Sect let a cottage clean up the mortal village.

My mother, died under the robbers' knives.

Although I have destroyed the robber cottage, they are nothing more than a knife.

With the knife, it is you Qinghuizong!

Killing my mother, even if you exterminate your Qinghui Sect, it will not be able to eliminate the hatred in my heart!"

Since you have already recognized it, go and die!

As soon as the words fell, Liu Weiyang had already appeared in front of the gray-robed old man.

The gray-robed old man, including the four people behind him, all had a moment of incredulity after hearing Liu Weiyang's words.

However, as a Yuan Infant True Monarch, even if he is attacked by a sneak attack, it is not so easy to kill.

Liu Weiyang was full of hatred and smashed a punch into the old man's head.

Although the old man reacted half a beat slower because he was too incredible, an earthy yellow light suddenly appeared on his body.

A miniature blackstone mountain shrouded him.

The fist wrapped in colorful light collided with the miniature mountain peak, and the dazzling brilliance and violent roar erupted like a nuclear explosion, and the shockwave and riotous aura wave after wave.

On the ground, countless formations were revealed, protecting buildings and mountain peaks, and countless disciples were fleeing for their lives indiscriminately.

The energy of the Yuan Infant True Monarch fighting is so huge.

Even if it was the aftermath, it made those defensive formations shake endlessly, and some formations directly exploded, and that area instantly lost its protection and was shocked.

When the aftermath affected the disciples, they had no power to resist, and they instantly spilled blood on the spot or turned into flying ash.

The three men and one woman and four Jindan real people who were behind the old man before, in the battle of the Yuan Infant True Monarch, still looked extremely small, and they were shocked by the aftermath and flew upside down, and their bodies were also shining with all kinds of magical powers, desperately protecting themselves.

Don't talk about helping, not being seriously injured by the aftermath is already a monstrous blessing.

The gray-robed old man had never seen Liu Weiyang fight like this.

Through the black stone peak that was punched out of the crack, seeing Liu Weiyang's fist close at hand, a small sword suddenly appeared in front of the gray-robed old man.

The invisible fierceness reached Liu Weiyang's eyebrows, and the small sword appeared in front of Liu Weiyang's eyebrows like a space jump.

Liu Weiyang grabbed it with his left hand, and suddenly felt an incomparably sharp edge, as if he wanted to cut his palm open.

The old man's hands quickly froze, and a sword qi emerged from the small sword, and its own volume quickly increased.

Liu Weiyang's eyes widened angrily, his left hand desperately pinched the trembling flying sword, and his right hand once again punched down.

The gray-robed old man was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood!

What kind of person is this, his Origin Flying Sword was pinched by Liu Weiyang, and the amplification formation inside actually did not work smoothly.

What the hell is it to cultivate to grab the flying sword empty-handed, and fight like a mortal!

The gray-robed old man's handprint changed again, and the Black Stone Mountain that had just appeared cracks was repaired.

At the same time, Liu Weiyang's fist wrapped in colorful light hit the Black Stone Mountain again.

The intense light shone, and the space fluctuated, seemingly shattering at any moment.

"!"

The gray-robed old man cursed angrily, and as soon as his mind moved, another flying sword appeared out of thin air.

This was a large earthy yellow flying sword, appearing above the gray-robed old man's head, his body flashing with yellow light, as if someone was holding it, a sword slashed down towards Liu Weiyang, wanting to force him back.

The Blackstone Peak did not seem to be able to resist the attacks from the inside out, so it did not block this earthy yellow flying sword.

Liu Weiyang was furious, he had thought about it a lot, but he still underestimated the ability of Yuan Ying Zhenjun to protect himself.

Fortunately, he did not dispatch the throwing knife in advance, otherwise he was afraid that he would be fruitless.

With angry eyes, Liu Weiyang forcibly dragged the flying sword in his hand that was pulled by the invisible force, and used it to resist the earthy yellow big sword that fell overhead.

The gray-robed old man hurriedly commanded the earthy yellow flying sword to evade, and his heart was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.

Cultivating immortals for a thousand years, he has never seen such a scoundrel, so unpredictable rogue fighting method in the next step.

Where is this immortal cultivator, it is simply a ruffian fight.

Just as the so-called random punch to kill the teacher, for a while, he really made the gray-robed old man obedient, and he couldn't let it go.

In the eyes of the outside world, it is two earthy yellow and seven-colored light masses combined, east and west, no matter what it hits, it is directly shattered, and some defensive formations arranged by the sect are basically ineffective for the power of the Yuan Ying True Monarch.

At this time, the two people shrouded in the light group entered a white heat.

Liu Weiyang's rogue fighting style made the gray-robed old man unable to parry, and he was unexpected every time.

For a moment, he couldn't avoid Liu Weiyang's entanglement at all.

Liu Weiyang was also anxious, and the turtle shell of this immortal cultivator was too hard.

The flying sword in his hand was also struggling madly, making him irritable.

It gradually grew bigger, and Liu Weiyang really couldn't control it.

"Break it for me!"

With a roar, Liu Weiyang forcibly dragged the flying sword, just like a mortal breaking a wooden stick, grabbed the head and tail of the flying sword with both hands, and hit it on his knees.

The gray-robed old man's eyes are about to stand out, what kind of crazy trick is this?

"Duh..." The

Origin Flying Sword, which had been refined with countless precious materials and blessed with various formations, made an overwhelmed sound.

The gray-robed old man's expression changed greatly, his originally rosy face turned suddenly pale, and a mouthful of pale yellow blood couldn't help but spurt out

the original flying sword, which was a flying sword that was washed by the Jindan essence day and night after the immortal cultivator incorporated the flying sword into his body, and was washed by the Jindan essence day and night.

Theoretically, the flying sword can be upgraded endlessly without material restrictions.

The purpose of this is to prepare for the out-of-body and distraction period above the Yuan Baby, and it can also be used as a universal killing move.

Since it is generally the most convenient to use and the most affectionate, regardless of the material and power, it is not necessarily the largest one on the body.

Anyway, under the gestation of day and night, no matter how bad the material can be improved, it doesn't matter normally, but it is planted in Liu Weiyang's hands.

If the original flying sword is injured, it will also be eaten back, which can be said to lose the lady and break the army.

Under normal circumstances, immortal cultivators will not fight with the Origin Flying Sword, because they are afraid that the Origin Flying Sword will be damaged.

Once damaged, it is equivalent to serious injury, and the consequences are more serious than serious injuries.

The gray-robed old man was made anxious by Liu Weiyang's rogue beating, and he didn't think so much, and he suffered heavy losses in an instant.

Liu Weiyang didn't understand this, it was purely a mistake.

He just felt that he couldn't deal with two swords with two hands, so it was better to scrap one of them first.

The one he grabbed in his hand was naturally the priority object.

The gray-robed old man felt that Liu Weiyang was intentional, that is, he deliberately provoked himself, let himself go crazy and took out the Origin Flying Sword, and then fell into his trap.