Qiu Wuyang strategized, taking everything into account and interlocking them so that Xuanyuan Sword Sect had no chance of survival.

ah!

At this moment, a long roar came from below, reaching into the sky.

Lin Xueyi and others couldn't help but look in that direction.

There, Feng Wuji and Duanmulin were fighting.

But at this time, Feng Wuji was completely defeated, covered in blood, and one of his arms was broken off by Duanmulin's palm.

"Haha, Feng Wuji, you are the number one member of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, you are the Six Heroes of the Burning Sun, you are just a loser. If I had been born a few years earlier, you wouldn't be able to stand out."

Duanmulin laughed, his breath was like crazy, and his cultivation level actually reached the fourth level of Wuzong.

boom!

Duanmulin slashed out with his sword, but Feng Wuji barely resisted, and was blown away for thousands of meters, with blood spurting out from his mouth.

"Wuji!"

High in the sky, Lin Xueyi was extremely worried.

"Hey, Lin Xueyi, you have been completely defeated. Even the younger generation, the geniuses of my Duanmu family are enough to crush you. The Xuanyuan Sword Sect should have changed its master long ago."
Chapter completed!