The masters of the various sects and factions in the surrounding heaven and earth watched Huangfu and Wen Qingye fight each other overnight, and immediately began to discuss.
"Although Wen Qingye is strong, after all, it is the cultivation of the Mortal Tribulation, and the Feather Tribulation is a major variable among the three tribulations, I'm afraid" "I heard that the Void True Daoist is not Huangfu's opponent for a night, Wen Qingye's strength is still a little worse."
"The emperor is very calculating overnight, and he can't let him succeed" Huang Long watched the two of them gradually collide together in the sky, and a glint appeared in his eyes, maybe at the necessary moment, he could make a move, and he couldn't let Wen Qingye die so easily.
This time is a great opportunity to contain Taiyi Pavilion.
But Huang Long didn't dare to go too far, after all, Taiyi Pavilion was one of the few sects in the Four Domains that had its own Dao system in the Immortal Realm.
The earth-shattering sword light in Wen Qingye's hand had already spread wildly, and the air around him was rolling and scattered, surging towards the distance.
Feng Han's breath seemed to tear the entire Xuantai apart, and those who were relatively close to each other felt a cold light invading their whole bodies, and they were cold from head to toe.
Huangfu saw Wen Qingye slash with a sword overnight, his heart trembled, such a powerful might, this is definitely not Lingpin Martial Arts, there is only one possibility, this is Immortal Martial Arts.
This Wen Qingye actually had immortal martial arts, and he was so skillful that Huangfu couldn't help but be shocked all night.
But in an instant, he hurriedly suppressed the vibration in his heart, and the palm and handprint changed, and the surrounding vitality suddenly became surging, and the white light converged towards Huangfu's fingers overnight.
A little dim yellow light flowed in his fingertips, like the most beautiful moonlight above the heavens and the earth, shaking the sky.
"Flowing Moon Finger!"
Huangfu pointed his finger all night, and suddenly countless bright lights in the sky and earth suddenly dispersed, brilliant and moving.
Bang!
Bang!
Countless rays of light seemed to converge, forming an extreme antique halo, pointing towards Wen Qingye's sword.
Bang!
The extreme antique halo collided fiercely with the sky-rushing sword, and suddenly the sky was bombarded by the terrifying confrontation, forming a dim and distorted.
Wen Qingye's footsteps retreated again and again, and he directly retreated four or five steps before stopping, his arm trembling because of the huge strength, and at the tiger's mouth, a trace of blood slowly left on the sword body.
One move against each other, it is obvious that Wen Qingye is at an absolute disadvantage.
This Huangfu Yiyi's strength is really strong, not at all like a master who has just entered the Feather Tribulation, Wen Qingye looked at the Huangfu Yiye who looked indifferent in front of him, and secretly exclaimed in his heart.
And the emperor on the other side couldn't help frowning when he saw that he had used such a powerful martial art and failed to kill Wen Qingye.
Both of them glanced at each other, and then their bodies swept up at the same time, and then the sword that rushed into the sky roared out, and the space where they stabbed made an amazing sound.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
The two of them fought as fast as thunder, and in just a few breaths, the void distorted, the vitality burst open, and the entire sky was trembling with the unparalleled power of the two of them.
In the blink of an eye, the two had been battling each other for several rounds.
The more Huang Fu fought all night, the more frightened he became, this Wen Qing night was too fierce, although his cultivation was only out of the world, but his strength was far higher than the world of the world, especially the domineering and weird purple flame on the sword, that is, the emperor did not dare to touch it easily all night.
Everyone looked at the sky and several figures flew around, all of them with solemn faces.
"Huangfu Tianyuan, today, our new and old hatreds will be counted together" Zhang Zhilin looked at Huangfu Tianyuan in the center of the crowd, and with a palm of his hand, a touch of vitality like a tide rolled out, and the terrifying power shook all directions, and the cultivation of the peak of the Taixu Tribulation was brought into full play.
The sword in Huangfu Tianyuan's hand swung slightly, and pieces of golden light appeared at a glance, and he hummed: "If you want to find death, I will send you to death."
Rumble!
The two collided again and became part of the melee in the sky.
And at this time, Zhang Xiaoyun slowly stood up, looking at Huang Futian and Shen Junru not far away.
"You two, where do you want to go?"
It turned out that the two watched the melee, knowing that their strength could only be regarded as middle and lower class in this kind of melee, and they were about to hide behind the Xuantai and watch the battle, but they were discovered by Zhang Xiaoyun.
Huang Futian didn't show panic, but said calmly: "Xiaoyun, do you want to fight me?"
” Zhang Xiaoyun clenched his silver teeth, with coldness and resoluteness in his eyes, "You two don't die, I can't be at ease."
As she spoke, there was a strange halo on the blade in her hand.
Shen Junru saw Zhang Xiaoyun like this for the first time, and said in shock and anxiety: "Zhang Xiaoyun, you are really ungrateful, you think for yourself that your cultivation is out of the ordinary, it is all the credit of my Taiyi Pavilion, you are good now, your cultivation is high, your wings are hard, and you actually backhanded me and other killers, do you still have a conscience?"
” "Conscience?"
Zhang Xiaoyun looked at Shen Junru, with a hint of resoluteness in his eyes, and said: "You Taiyi Pavilion people are not worthy of talking to me about conscience, today, I will kill you, a poisonous woman."
In three years, she is still the same as before, and she is not the same as before.
Time can change people's hearts, and people's hearts are most afraid of time.
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"The two of us join forces to restrain Zhang Xiaoyun!"
Huang Futian's eyes suddenly beat with a trace of heat, his body turned into a whirlwind of wild hunting, and a crimson spear in his hand suddenly appeared, stabbing towards Zhang Xiaoyun's heart.
Phew!
The red wind carried a strong penetrating force, and the vitality was frantically escaping towards the surroundings.
Huang Futian also has ambitions in his heart, he knows that as long as he catches Zhang Xiaoyun, he can turn the entire battle situation around in an instant, and now Zhang Xiaoyun, who is seriously injured, is a great opportunity.
Zhang Xiaoyun naturally knew Huang Futian's thoughts, and with a swing of his hands, the two sharp blades were tightly attached to the place where his hand was split, and the cold jade-white blade exuded a biting cold in the sun.
"Nine Jade Sword Technique!"
The vitality of Zhang Xiaoyun's whole body frantically converged towards the blade, and then with a wave of her palm, two red blades slashed out of her palm and rushed towards Huangfu Tian.
"Humph!"
Huangfu Tian snorted coldly, the spear in his hand was not an ordinary magic weapon, but an immortal magic weapon.
The strong wind collided with the sword, and suddenly turned into pieces of vitality and dissipated into the sky.
Huang Futian slapped his palm, and the spear in his hand was like an angry dragon going out to sea, rushing towards Zhang Xiaoyun frantically, sharp and cold, and the cold breath made people breathe.
"His gun" Zhang Xiaoyun looked at the spear and understood why Huang Futian suddenly became so powerful, because of the red spear in his hand.