Chapter 1558: : Easily hit the holy ancestor

Qin Xiaoyun's face also became extremely solemn.

Immediately, he took out a golden scimitar very solemnly, as if it were made of pure gold.

"Yang Jian, get up and show your majesty! Kill all the people who deserve to be killed for me!"

Xu Haotian looked at Yang Jian with a smile, and said slowly. His words are extremely domineering and arrogant. But now no one dared to laugh at him.

"Respect!"

Yang Jian bowed and replied.

Immediately he turned around, his eyes spanned thousands of miles of void, and fell directly on Qin Xiaoyun.

With his eyes facing each other, Qin Xiaoyun felt that the whole person was clever, as if being stared at by a fierce beast.

"Huh, pretending to be a fool!"

Qin Xiaoyun immediately became angry. He found out that he was sweating. This was obviously a sign of timidity.

He didn't want him to be like this, he wanted to use killing to recover the timidity he had just gotten back. Only by killing Yang Jian can he prove that he is not timid. So he slashed to Yang Jian.

"Three-eyed guy, take his life!"

Qin Xiaoyun roared and held up the golden scimitar. When Yang Jian saw this, a scornful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he directly threw the three-pointed two-edged sword.

"Huh, what Nine Saint Ancestor, in front of the true monarch, you are not even a fart!"

The three-pointed two-edged sword came to Qin Xiaoyun in the blink of an eye with the force of breaking the void.

Qin Xiaoyun's eyes widened suddenly, his eyes filled with fear.

Because the speed of the three-pointed two-edged sword was too fast, he could only see an afterimage, and could only subconsciously swing the knife to block it.

boom………

The three-pointed two-edged knife collapsed and shattered, and the golden scimitar flew out of his hand. Qin Xiaoyun only felt an unimaginable force hit, and his right arm shattered and collapsed. The flesh and blood flew back and forth like lightning. go with.

hiss………

Everyone took a breath after seeing this scene. Even if it was as strong as Wang Mobai, the prisoner, Li Yuanba's eyes widened and he looked like hell.

The ancestor of Wutian Dao, Xueyun Xiangu and four other saints in the distance all opened their mouths at this moment and directly stunned on the spot.

Throwing a knife at will, can Qin Xiaoyun's arm burst?

Is this an illusion?

What kind of power is this?

Bang, bang, bang!

Xu Haotian's heartbeat accelerated at this time, and Yang Jian's combat power instantly ignited his blood.

This is the domineering spirit Erlang should have!

The surrounding powerhouses have been collectively petrified!

They looked at the majestic Yang Jian, and then all looked at Xu Haotian together, and they all became hot.

Even Yang Jian can become so powerful, so what about them?

At this moment, even Di Jun, who had been antagonizing Xu Haotian, couldn't help shaking. He had long heard that Xu Haotian was able to make his subordinates' cultivation base leap, and he also wanted to be able to restore his peak state.

All the powerhouses of the Haotian Heavenly Court are surging at this time, and the desire to become stronger has never been so strong.

"Ah! How dare you wicked evildoer hurt me? I'm going to tear you up!"

At this time, Qin Xiaoyun, who had already flew back quickly, shouted hoarsely. I saw that his right arm was regenerating rapidly at the speed visible to his right eye. His eyes fixed on Yang Jian, full of endless killing intent.

At the same time, in the long hole of time and space, a group of figures flew out, among which most of the saints appeared, and there were figures of saints, whose breath was absolutely powerful.

"I'm going! Saint Ruins has become like this?"

"Holy Ruins is too arrogant, that's why it caused a catastrophe!"

"Even the Holy Realm is broken!"

"No, this breath, such a powerful Shengwei!"

These holy spirits from the outer realm had a lot of discussions, but they soon realized something was wrong, and they all focused on Yang Jian.