slay the gods

Ji Tian, ​​Hua Zixuan knew that something was wrong at a glance, "Zheng!" There was a sound of gold 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 Killing Immortal. The fairy sword and the lotus flower are extremely holy, and a hazy phantom stands on it, standing proudly, rushing towards Yun Han with soaring domineering 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 Slayer Sword flew into his hand.

"Li Potian, are you talking to me?" A coercive voice came from the lotus flower, full of domineering air, no offense was allowed, and then the hazy figure inside appeared and appeared. It was Mo Wentian who stood in the void and looked down at Li Potian.

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

Li Potian held the bronze killing sword in his hand, with crazy killing intent in his eyes, and flicked his sleeves, Sima Yan, who was lying on the ground in a glow, Sima Qingyun and the man in white were in the robes, looking at Mo Mo with sharp eyes. Ask God.

"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 in his eyes at all.

Li Potian was furious, his white beard fluttered, and the killing intent from the bronze killing sword became stronger, and he said in a cold voice: "Don't ask me, you are too arrogant, today I will teach you a lesson on behalf of the elder brother in charge, and punish you. Removal of your post of Supervising History." The Immortal Slaying Sword in his hand turned into a beam of light, traversed between the heaven and the earth, oppressed the void, and slashed down at 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 Immortal Killing Sword whistling towards him, his figure suddenly erratically walked along an incomparably mysterious trajectory, as if jumping out of reality, wandering beyond the five elements, so that the shocking blow of the Immortal Killing Sword fell into the sky, "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. It can be seen that the strength of Elder Huang is lower than that of Li Potian.

"Okay, okay, it seems that you are really against me, Li Potian." Li Potian did not continue to chase after his sword fell, but stood quietly in the void, retracting the Slaying Immortal Sword to his waist, with a calm expression , the eyes are extremely calm, looking into the distant void, it seems that the spiritual consciousness is placed in the void, with one hand lightly resting, a simple and unpretentious blade manifests in the palm of the hand, the blade is bronze, it seems to be just unearthed Like an ancient object, it is covered with copper and rust, but there is an invisible coercion, which makes this world eclipsed.

"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 watch the movement in the field, The other disciples sensed the tense situation in the arena, and 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 his hand, he will look down on the world and sweep the world. Haha, it's so exciting, I want to take your knife and see how much you still have 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 in the middle, forming a large number of extensions.

"One thought blossoms, the king will come to the world, good, good, good!" Li Potian said three good things in succession, and the plain and simple blade had turned into a bright light and flew towards Mo Wentian, following an incomparably mysterious trajectory. , no one can see the route of this trajectory, there is a faint thunderstorm descending above the nine heavens, and the underworld seems to be shaking, the wind and cloud suddenly change color, that shocking sword is like an epic legend.

A high-spirited fighting spirit erupted from Mo Wentian's body, and 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, and a total of 49 lotus flowers turned into flying Hui, the sky was trembling violently, many masters who had retreated in Taoist sects caught this unusual aura, and swept out their powerful spiritual senses to see who would dare to fight in Yuxu Mountain.