Youth's Cultivation

Ziyang Immortal Emperor flashed a light in his separate eyes. Instead of chasing Wang Xiaohu, he punched the thief bird.

"Hoo!"

The thief bird seemed to be ready, and a golden flame spewed out towards the Immortal Emperor Ziyang.

Ziyang Immortal Emperor separated and coagulated slightly, but did not dodge and continued to hit the past.

The fist shadow collided with the golden flame ball in the void. The Immortal Emperor of Ziyang stepped back several feet, but the thief bird stepped back more than 100 feet before waving its wings and stopping. After all, there is a big gap between the strength of the two sides!

"The power of the earth, kill fist in one step!"

Xiaota hit it with one punch. Although he knew he couldn't hurt each other, he still didn't turn back!

"Eh, this spirit puppet is good. Maybe I can refine another split body!" Ziyang Xiandi seemed to be interested in the little tower and hit it with one punch, but obviously he didn't use his best and didn't seem to intend to hurt the little tower's body.

But even so, the small tower flew out more than a hundred feet before it stopped.

"Whew!"

There was a sound of breaking the air. An ice blue spear was separately held in his hand by Ziyang Immortal Emperor. Naturally, it was issued by Luoyue Immortal Emperor, but the effect was few. At the moment, Luoyue Immortal Emperor's face showed a gray color, as if it was really an attack of cold poison.

Ziyang immortal raised his ice blue spear separately, as if he wanted to fight back against Luoyue immortal, but a chill turned him around. He only saw Wang Xiaohu holding a black iron sword hundreds of feet away, but spitting out a three inch long colorful sword. The sword was shining and exuded charming color. The colorful sword heart fell on the black iron sword, The black iron sword immediately brightened up, and a strong wave of sword meaning made the surrounding void crack again.

"It's you!"

Ziyang Immortal Emperor screamed separately. It was too late to attack Luoyue Immortal Emperor. The ice blue spear in his hand was thrown at Wang Xiaohu, as if he was particularly afraid of the sword in Wang Xiaohu's hand.

"Break the void, cut!"

The long sword in Wang Xiaohu's hand was shining with seven colors, and he cut it down without surprise.

A black crack appeared and spread rapidly. Where the sword light passed, it was as if the sky had split.

"Click!"

The ice blue spear was cut off unhindered, swallowed up by darkness and disappeared into the void.

"No way, this..."

Ziyang Immortal Emperor shouted in horror. This sword frightened him.

But the sword light flashed, and it was impossible to avoid. Ziyang Immortal Emperor quickly raised his arms, as if he wanted to give up his arms to keep his body.

"Click!"

However, the wish is beautiful and the reality is cruel. Ziyang Immortal Emperor's arm is broken several times, while his body is cut by a sword, falls into the black void and disappears!

"Peng..."

At this time, Wang Xiaohu's right arm holding the sword burst open with Peng's sound, and it seems that countless black cracks spread towards his body.

Wang Xiaohu was startled. He knew that the black iron sword was extraordinary and difficult to control with his current strength, but with a seven color sword heart, Wang Xiaohu thought he could control one or two, but the price was incredible.

Wang Xiaohu's figure flashed and disappeared in place. Where he was, countless cracks flashed and disappeared. Hundreds of feet away, Wang Xiaohu's body was green and yellow, and the crack wound on his body was recovering rapidly.

The seven color sword heart returned to Wang Xiaohu's body, and the black iron sword was also recovered. Wang Xiaohu was glad that he had not used it before, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.