As time goes by, the strong wind gradually stops.

The Son of Rotation was gasping for breath. It could be seen that the armor on his body was ragged, the long sword in his hand was dull, and blood was hanging on the corner of his mouth.

Not far from the Son of Rotation, Xiao Yang was still wearing the chef's suit. Looking closely, his ordinary chef's suit was not damaged at all, and he looked calm and had a smile on his lips.

"After merging with the Nascent Soul of the Great Dao, the strength has improved so quickly. It seems very easy to use the Haotian Tribulation. From this point of view, my current strength should be about the seventh level of the Heavenly Dao. According to the judgment standards of the mountain and sea realm, it is the Holy Lord level!"

Xiao Yang took one step forward, and the powerful pressure rushed towards the sacred son of rotation.

This is the pressure from the Avenue.

The Son of Rotation looked at Xiao Yang who was not injured in a daze.

The same is true for the saint of Yin and Yang.

Just now, the Holy Maiden Yin and Yang had closed her eyes to welcome death because she didn't think that someone of the same age could withstand the attack of the sixth level of the Heavenly Dao, which was already close to the level of the Holy Lord.

Let me ask the younger generation in the world, who has this strength!

But now the Holy Maiden Yin and Yang saw that this man not only blocked the attack of the sixth level of the Heavenly Dao, but even remained unscathed!

In contrast, the saint of the cycle of the saint is in a sluggish state and unstable spiritual energy.

"How is that possible!" The Son of Rotation was a little unbelievable.

"What a pity, you can't kill me." Xiao Yang held the sword in his hand and slowly walked towards the sacred son of rotation, "So, if I don't die, you will die."

"No! Impossible! I am the reincarnation of the God of War! This life will be my glorious life, I cannot die! I cannot!" The Son of Rotation Roar roared, and in the vision behind him, all the troops rushed out and killed Xiao Yang.

This is a manifestation of the concreteness of spiritual energy.

Faced with this murderous army, Xiao Yang just waved two swords at will.

Two sword energy slashed straight out, bringing blood.

Thousands of troops could not get close to Xiao Yang.

The long sword in the hand of the Sage Son of the Rotary Son also turned into a human form again. The Son of the Nine Palaces looked pale and was obviously seriously injured. He had almost no hesitation and turned around and fled in the air.

"Can you escape?"

Xiao Yang looked at the sky, and countless sword lights appeared in the sky, turning into sword rain, and heading straight for the Nine Palace Holy Son.

The Nine Palace Holy Son tried his best to resist, but how could he be able to stop these things in his current state?

A sword light brought out a blood mark and passed through the chest of the Nine Palace Holy Son.

The Nine Palace Holy Son stared at his chest incredibly. He couldn't believe it, and he didn't want to believe that he would actually die here.

"fall!"

Xiao Yang pinched the sword in his hand, and dense sword lights fell from the sky.

Countless sword lights penetrated through the body of the Nine Palace Holy Son.

Ten thousand swords, piercing the heart!

Blood blooms in the sky.

The body of the Nine Palace Holy Son fell from the sky.

The Nine Palace Holy Land, a genius of a generation, Gong Wuque fell!

When I truly saw the death of the Nine Palace Holy Son, the Son of the Rotation realized that he was finished!

Xiao Yang stepped forward and appeared again, and had already arrived in front of the Son of Rotation.

Looking at the smiling face that was so close, the eyes of the Son of Rotation were filled with fear.

"I ask you, what are you doing when you go to the ancestor's land?" The long sword in Xiao Yang's hand was already crossing the neck of the Son of the Rotary Son.

"The land of the ancestors! Where are you from!" The pupils of the cyclic holy son shrank.

"Tell me, I can consider spareing your life." Xiao Yang's eyes were sharp.

But the Holy Son of Rotary suddenly burst out laughing: "Hahahaha! Hahaha! If you ask this, it means that we have succeeded and he has really gone. I guess, you can't kill him, right? The rules there can't destroy him at all. This is enough, this is enough, hahaha! Everything is going to be destroyed! Everything is under control, and this world will be in our hands sooner or later! Hahahaha!"

The fear in the eyes of the Son of the Rotation has disappeared, and what appears is a kind of madness, the kind of passionate madness with faith!

Xiao Yang frowned.

"Hahaha, we succeeded! Success! Thank you for bringing me this good news. In order to repay you, I will give you a big gift! How about accompanying me and going on the road together!"

In the body of the saint of rotation, a terrifying wave of spiritual energy suddenly broke out.

"He wants to destroy himself, be careful!" The Holy Maiden Yin and Yang exclaimed.

Xiao Yang retreated instantly.

"I want to pull you and cushion you!"

The terrifying energy fluctuations completely erupted from the body of the sacred Son. The flesh and blood of the sacred Son was eroded by this terrifying energy in an instant.

This energy rushed straight to Xiao Yang.

A saint son exploded, not only the spiritual energy in his body, but also the countless treasures on him.

This energy hit Xiao Yang, and Xiao Yang's whole body became crystal clear at this moment, covering his body!

After this energy burst, no one could see clearly what was happening here. When the explosion energy ended, a huge deep pit appeared on the spot, with the self-destruction of the saint Son of the Rotation as the origin, with a radius of 100 meters and a depth of 50 meters.

Smoke and dust are everywhere.

"He was careless." The Holy Maiden Yin and Yang looked at the dusty place, shook her head, full of regret.

The voice of the saint of Yin and Yang had just fallen, and a person walked out of the smoke and dust. He was as white as snow, as if he was not stained with mortal world.

"You're okay!" The Yin-Yang Saint looked at the person in front of him with wide eyes.

After changing out of the chef's uniform, Xiao Yang was wearing a long robe, like a Confucian immortal, giving people a sense of outspokenness.

"What's wrong with this?" Xiao Yang looked back and shrugged.

The Holy Maiden Yin and Yang did not speak, but took a breath of air. Although the power of self-destruction was not as good as the knife just now, it was a different situation.

The knife just now was to prepare in advance and then have a move to welcome it.

And this self-destruction is completely without preparation, and it depends entirely on yourself.

Xiao Yang glanced at the remaining disciples of the Nine Palace Holy Land and the Rotation Holy Land. His right index finger swayed slightly, and several long spiritual swords appeared, piercing through the bodies of these disciples.

Nearly ten lives are taken as soon as possible.

"you……"

Xiao Yang frowned slightly and looked at the disciples of Yin and Yang Holy Land.

"Don't kill them! I'll tell you what you want to know!" Yu Nuo quickly stood in front of Xiao Yang.

Xiao Yang made a contemplative look and then threw out a few pills.

"Let them eat these."

"What is this?" Yu Nuo looked at the thing Xiao Yang threw out.

"Soul Poison." Xiao Yang replied without thinking, "If you eat this, if you dare to say something about me, you will die immediately."

If Zhao Ji was here, he would definitely sneer at Xiao Yang's words. What else would you do besides practicing fighting?

The disciples of the Yin-Yang Holy Land knew that they had no choice, and they ate one by one.
Chapter completed!