At this time, the Lord of Daoyi Pavilion faced Ye Xuan's attack and could no longer have the slightest desire to resist, so he turned around and ran away.

Before, neither he nor Wu Tian Wudi could block Ye Xuan's attack. Now he is the only one left, so how dare he continue fighting?

"Can you escape?"

Ye Xuan's eyes were cold. He traveled through the void, his steps were mysterious steps, as fast as lightning, and instantly caught up with the Lord of Daoyi Pavilion and slashed with one sword.

boom!

The lightning turned into a vast ocean, flooding the Taoist Pavilion Master.

"What?"

The Lord of Daoyi Pavilion looked shocked and could only turn around to resist. The surging lightning collided with the Daoyi Qi he used, and the terrifying power immediately shocked him to vomit blood and fly backwards.

His body surging blood, Xuan Yuan was spitting out the rivers and seas, spitting blood. Before he could recover, Ye Xuan's next attack had already attacked again.

Boom boom boom boom!

Thousands of sword lights were pressing down layer by layer, and each strike released a terrifying power, sank into his body, shattering his internal organs, and the powerful thunder and lightning power even destroyed every particle structure in his body.

"Ancestor Guiming, save me!"

The Lord of Daoyi shouted loudly, struggling to resist, his eyes looking terrified.

But the ancestor Guiming was entangled by Zhan Shang and could not even protect himself. How could he come to save him?

The terrifying lightning like Mount Tai continued to bombard, one after another, and finally a thousand feet long lightning sword light slashed down, directly shattering his defense, with the power of destroying his body, instantly destroying his body and slashing it into nothingness.

Daoyi Pavilion Master, Fall!

The audience was silent, and everyone stared at this scene in a daze, but couldn't come back to their senses.

Wu Tian Wu Wu and Tao Yi Pavilion Master were all famous strong men in the Xuan Realm, but the two of them were actually killed one by one in the battle with Ye Xuan. On the other hand, the Xuan Guang Pavilion Master was unscathed, which completely broke their expectations.

Such a character is really just a genius who is only about thirty years old. Isn’t it possessed by some ancient powerful man?

"Xia Wuzun, do you need my help?"

After Ye Xuan killed Wu Tian Wu Wu and Taoyi Pavilion Master, he looked at Xia Wu Zun who was fighting crazy with the Martial Emperor of Crazy Prison.

Because the Martial Emperor of Crazy Prison was seriously injured before, Xia Wuzun almost had the absolute advantage on the battlefield over there.

"Mr. Ye, let me do it myself. Wuliang Mountain destroyed my Dongling Xia family, and the mad prison Emperor Wu was in it. Today I must kill him with my own hands to relieve my hatred. I must repay this blood debt by himself."

Xia Wuzun roared to the sky, his murderous aura was boiling, and his eyes turned blood red, like Shura.

At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the scene from that year.

Corpse and sea of ​​blood, fires spread across the sky.

Countless Xia family children, elderly, weak, women and children, were slaughtered in the sea of ​​blood, screaming endlessly.

How cruel the genocide is to destroy it, how sad it is.

Over the past sixty years, Xia Wuzun has thought of the night of that year for countless nights. He hated him for not being strong enough.

He had thought countless times that if he had the chance, he would kill the enemy who destroyed his Xia family.

But now, this opportunity is in front of him.

Did he not even have the power to kill his enemy?

"ah!"

Xia Wuzun roared to the sky with anger, with sadness and reluctance in the roar.

He seemed to be asking the heaven, why, why!

"roar!"

A golden dragon soared into the sky from Xia Wu Zun's body. The golden dragon roared angrily. A more terrifying force suddenly rose from Xia Wu Zun's body, a destructive aura suddenly scattered out of his body.

"The secret skill of the dragon - the True Dragon Saint Fist!"

Xia Wuzun roared and suddenly punched out.

On the fist, the golden dragon roared, carrying the power of the prehistoric world that had come out of ancient times, shaking the world, as if to make the world surrender under its roar.

boom!

The terrifying power of the fist shattered everything, directly shattering the void, and at the same time shattering the defense of the Martial Emperor of Crazy Prison.

"You... actually broke through..."

The Martial Emperor of Crazy Prison widened his eyes and showed an incredible look. Then, his body burst into pieces instantly and was bombarded into nothingness by the golden dragon's aura.

"Huh, Huh!"

In the void, Xia Wujun was breathing heavily. Although he entered the third level of the ninth level at the last moment, there was no joy on his face, only heavy sadness.

"Clanmen, have you seen it? Did you see it? The Martial Emperor who was rampant in my Xia family back then has been killed by me."

Xia Wuzun knelt in the void, roared to the sky, and tears flowed.

Over the past decades, he has brought the remaining small tribe members to live in small places like the Thirteenth National Congress every day, and is still frightened, afraid of being discovered by Wuliang Mountain.

The powerful enemy made him unable to avenge his revenge.

But now, after he personally killed the Martial Emperor of Crazy Prison, he finally realized that as long as he worked hard, nothing could be done.

He finally realized it, and all this was entirely because of Ye Xuan.

If it weren't for Ye Xuan, he wouldn't have mustered up so much courage to return to Xuan Realm and compete with Wuliang Mountain.

"Clanmen, don't worry, I, Xia Wuzun, swore here that I, will uproot Wuliang Mountain and avenge our clan's deep blood hatred and exterminate the clan's grudges. We must pay the blood debts and blood debts."

Xia Wuzun whistled to the sky, with an extremely firm will in his voice.

Everyone in the distance was silent, and no one was shocked by Xia Wuzun's grief and indignation and firm will.

At the same time, a unsolved case that has not been resolved for more than 60 years has finally come out.

"Wuliang Mountain, the one who destroyed the Xia family in Dongling that year was Wuliang Mountain."

"How could it be? Although Wuliang Mountain is one of the seven major sects in the mainland and the top existence in the mainland, the Xia family in the Dongling Mountain is also a dragon blood hidden family in the mainland. In terms of strength, it is not much weaker than Wuliang Mountain?"

"Yes, Wuliang Mountain alone cannot destroy the Xia family, let alone be so silent overnight."

"Did Wuliang Mountain unite other strengths, or does Wuliang Mountain hide its own strength?"

"I'm afraid only the people from the Xia family in Dongling or Wuliangshan will know about this."

The crowd was shocked and there was a lot of discussion, causing an uproar.

"Ahhhhhh, you guys are really a waste."

Seeing that Ye Xuan and Xia Wu Zun killed all the Taoist Pavilion Master and others, Zhan Shang was screaming in great depression while fighting against the Ghost Ming Ancestor.

What a great thing the soul of the third level of the Ninth-level Martial Emperor is. He actually killed it directly. It would be great if he could swallow it.

Zhan Shang’s heart called depression.

But in full view of the public, it could not directly absorb the souls of the Martial Emperor and the Martial Prison. If it was absorbed openly, then his identity as the Devouring Clan would be exposed.

"Mad Prison!"

Zhan Shang was depressed, while Gui Ming Ancestor was shocked and angry and frightened.

He didn't expect that he would suffer such a severe blow during this trip.

Their original intention was to destroy the Xuanguang Pavilion, but now, none of the Xuanguang Pavilion people have died. Instead, Wuliang Mountain has lost two deputy mountain masters and also brought the Daoyi Pavilion master of Qi Dao Pavilion.

"Walk!"

At this moment, the ancestor of Ghost Nether had no idea of ​​continuing to fight. The ghost Nether martial soul was shaken above his head, and a unique martial soul power swept over and was about to escape from this place.

"I have not even swallowed a soul. You actually want to run away and leave it for me."

Zhan Shang saw that the seriously injured Ancestor Guiming was about to escape from here. Even when he activated the soul power in his mind, a unique soul wave swept out quickly and burst into the mind of Ancestor Guiming.

At the same time, a black demonic sky curtain was like a big net, covering the Ghost and Nether Ancestor.

boom!

After suffering from the soul impact of Zhan Shang, the soul sea of ​​Guiming Ancestor suddenly surged, and his soul was severely damaged in an instant.

"The Netherworld, go!"

The ancestor of Ghost Nether endured the heavy wound of his soul, roared and spit out a mouthful of blood. His whole body suddenly turned into black, as if he had turned into a ghost general in the underworld, and was dead, instantly tore apart Zhan Shang's shackles and rushed out of this world.

After escaping from the bondage, he rushed directly to the place where many powerful people in Tianyun City were not far away, shocking the strong people in Tianyun City to scatter fear.

The Ghost and Ming Ancestor knew very well that if he walked from other places, he would inevitably be intercepted by Xia Wuzun, Zhan Shang and Ye Xuan. Only the directions of many powerful people in Tianyun City could not be covered by their attacks.

Moreover, with the strong men of many forces as cover, Ye Xuan and the others would definitely not dare to take action with all their might.

"Damn it, I'm so angry."

The duck that got it flew away, Zhan Shang was so depressed that he was almost bleeding. It screamed and turned into a black demonic sky curtain, falling madly towards the direction where the ancestor Guiming escaped.

"Zhan Shang, stop."

Ye Xuan Lian shouted angrily and flew over. If Zhan Shang's attack fell, at least more than half of the powerful people among the many forces in Tianyun City would die.
To be continued...