Chapter 81 Chu Xun, I have a sword!

A corner of the seaside.

The fierce battle continues.

Fighting from the void to the seaside.

"Boom!"

The three casually missed the target.

It descended on the sea and set off a huge wave, like the Milky Way pouring out from the sky. The crystal water droplets fell down. Before they had time to bloom, they were immediately affected by the aftermath of the battle and turned into powder and disappeared without a trace.

in.

In the fight.

Move quickly.

Unknowingly, I passed by a demon sect and base.

"ah?"

The people from the Demon Sect who were watching the excitement below were stunned. Before they had time to react, the Saint of Donglin Sect casually slapped it down. The terrifying palm prints covered the entire base and turned into ashes in the next second.

"puff!"

Only a few people escaped in a hurry, with grief and anger in their eyes. The fight between you saints is none of our little business, how can this provoke you?

"Boo~!"

The aftermath of a battle spread.

These few people even turned into flying ashes.

But neither the saints of the Immortal Sect nor the saints of the Zhenwu Sect took this scene into consideration. Instead, they retreated while fighting, always paying attention to the state of Xia Yang of the Donglin Sect. The extremely sublimated state could not last long, especially Xia Yang. It has a short lifespan, and it only needs to be supported and worn out, and it will decline and perish on its own.

Xia Yang also understood this truth. His black metal armor was stained with blood, his helmet was scattered, his hair was disheveled, and his face was stained with blood. He stared sharply and said: "If you two run away again, I will kill your sect!"

"boom!"

A sword struck down.

The endless ink sword spurts thinly.

Not towards the two of them.

But towards the east region.

This sword.

Hundreds of miles across!

It goes on without end.

The saint of the Zhenwu Sect had cold eyes and a slightly ugly face. If Xia Yang insisted on going crazy and killed the Zhenwu Sect, with the speed and power at this moment, he would be able to arrive before the withering. That was not what he wanted to see. He looked at each other and said: "Since this old guy is already crazy, let's help him!"

"boom!"

Summon the True Martial Dharma Appearance again.

No longer an illusion.

But solid.

A majestic figure covering the sky and the sun, with a shining crown on his head, appeared behind him. The towering Dharma image, his eyes squinting at the world, his expression overlooking the eternity, showing his domineering self-control.

"Boom!"

Trample forward.

The whole world was shaking slightly.

"Help me hold him down!"

Mu Hong, the saint of the Immortal Sect, also said that he was shining with rich divine energy, and the golden brilliance gathered on the spear, suddenly bursting into dazzling brilliance, a divine spear, piercing through the void, connecting the sky and the earth, shining like a dazzling rainbow. , turned into the bright rainbow hanging sun.

"Boom!"

The Saint of the Zhenwu Sect also brought the Faxiang to suppress the attack, not giving Xia Yang a chance to escape. Xia Yang, who sensed the crisis, suddenly slashed out a sword. The blazing sword energy exploded with unparalleled power and directly cut off one of the Zhenwu Faxiang's arms.

"uh-huh!"

Zhen Wuzong groaned and backed away.

His eyes flashed sharply.

Because his mission is accomplished.

"boom!"

The dazzling rainbow that ran through the sky and the earth seemed to divide the entire sky into two. The terrifying gunfire erupted into an artistic conception that enveloped countless miles around, making Xia Yang unable to avoid it.

"Boom!"

Even if he tried his best to resist, he was still half a beat too slow, and his backhand sword swing could withstand all the power. The golden spear was too overbearing, and the heavy pressure penetrated the black metal armor and hit Xia Yang's body.

"puff!"

He opened his mouth and sprayed out rich blood.

His face turned pale for a moment.

Many of the black hairs that were revived by the burning life essence turned white.

"Senior...!" Chu Xun was moved. Looking at the staggering old man, he felt unspeakable sorrow and breathlessness in his heart. This was the first time in this world that he cherished a senior, even if the two of them were separated. We don’t meet much in between.

But this saint of the Donglin Sect was really gentle and kind, and he taught him carefully and was a domineering protector. Because of the oppression of the saint of the Immortal Sect, the saint of the Donglin Sect came out of seclusion without hesitation, and At this time, there was even more bloodshed in the confrontation between the two sides.

"puff!"

Staggering backwards.

Xia Yang became much older in an instant.

"snort!"

The saint of the Zhenwu Sect stood indifferently and proudly in the void, and said ruthlessly: "Extreme sublimation is a small way after all. I really thought that with this move, we can defeat the two of us. I won't kill you to give you dignity. Now I still have a chance to do it myself." Sit down and don’t make any mistakes!”

The leader of the Immortal Sect also looked down with an indifferent expression.

"Tsk~!"

Xia Yang's hair was disheveled, his body was stained with blood, and his dark metal armor had cracks, but he still held the heavy black sword and slashed out suddenly. The brilliant sword energy spurted out and struck at the saint of the Immortal Dao Sect. He wanted to deal with the person who caused the greatest interference first.

"Stubborn!"

"act recklessly!"

"court death!"

Double Saint Encirclement and Suppression.

Even if it is the ultimate sublimation.

Still hard to resist.

Tianji Sect.

The old man holding the Tianji Disk reflected the picture, his face was full of sighs and sighs, "It's a pity, after all, he is in his twilight years, and his energy and blood are no longer what they used to be. Otherwise, with his strong use of Donglin Sect's unique skills, he will be able to Why would we end up in this state?”

Shenxing Sect.

Goddess Sect.

The two sects also fell into a brief silence, with the saints filled with complexity. The Eastern Region has not lost a saint for many years. Today, they will watch the saints wither away. It is really a pity, but they also feel that Xia Yang is domineering. Even if he is so weak, he can still persist in the hands of these two saints for so long.

"What a pity!"

"What a pity!"

They sighed.

If Xia Yang was younger and stronger, even if he only had ten years to live, the outcome of this battle would still be uncertain, but now the dust has settled and there will be no more waves.

In the successive injuries.

Xia Yang's figure gradually became thinner, and his appearance was even more unconvinced when he was at his most sublime. At this time, he looked like an old man in his sixties. If he was injured again, he would probably fall to the bottom.

The saints of Zhenwu Sect and Xiandao Sect breathed a sigh of relief. They knew that the battle was about to end. Xia Yang was already a grasshopper that could not make any waves. They felt guilty and fortunate that they won this battle so easily.

But then he thought, if they hadn't joined forces, one of them would have to be seriously injured if they wanted to take him down. This thought was still within his acceptable range, and he nodded silently, saying, "In the end, the truth was revealed, and he was still too weak."

"Senior!"

Chu Xun murmured silently.

There was also a fire burning in his heart.

The saint of Donglin Sect was resurrected.

The ultimate sublimation.

Everything was for the protection of this sect, but he, just watched from the sidelines without even the qualifications to participate in this battle. Could it be that he really had no possibility of changing the situation, even if it was just a little bit!

"Senior!"

"I have a sword!"

Chu Xun's eyes were filled with determination. Originally, he was not going to expose his full strength, but Senior Xia Yang had paid so much for the sect, how could he bear to watch him die in blood, and even couldn't do the most basic thing of seriously injuring his opponent.

Xia Yang, whose face was covered with dried blood, smiled warmly upon hearing this, but shook his head slightly with his back to Chu Xun. He said that it was not necessary, because he had said that this battle would cause the two saints to be seriously injured and bleed, and they would not be able to pose a threat to the Donglin Sect in a short period of time. Since he had said so, he was sure to do it. He closed his eyes slightly.

In the dark vision, the "one" carved earlier reappeared. At this time, his state of mind was particularly peaceful. He murmured: "If it weren't for that brief epiphany, I might not be able to hurt the two of them, but at this time, how dare you two take it lightly and despise me?"