Chapter 910: Who can kill this world

Today's battle, of course, was Li Fuyao and Liu Xiang who were the most eye-catching. Both of them shot swords one after another, and both stopped the important figures of the cultivator from the outside world.
Apart from these two, the monks are most concerned about Chao Qingqiu and Emperor Wu.
After all, these two people are the two with the highest realm and the strongest combat power among the cultivators on earth.
This is when the whole world knows it, but when the golden light appears, all talents suddenly think of someone.
That person is called Ye Sheng.
He is the leader of the entire Taoist school, the first person on earth before Chao Qingqiu became the first person on earth.
He is the strongest person in Taoism, the master of Taoism, and the first of the three monks.
He hasn't made many shots in recent years, but every time he shot it, it was earth-shattering. The Demon Lord Pingnan was imprisoned in his Demon Suppression Bowl. The previous battle with Liu Sheng for the master of the Dao Sect had already told the world that Ye Xiujing Even if he hasn't shot for many years, he is still one of the few strongest people in the world.
Even if the old scholar returned to the cloud afterwards, in front of Ye Xiujing, the old monk who had walked in the world for thousands of years could not stop Ye Sheng.
After that battle, after so many years, many cultivators have rushed to the sea. The Taoist master's current state, I am afraid that he has gone a long way forward, but it is actually impossible to know what point he has reached.
But since the opponent has three cultivators who are not weaker than the old Sect Master, Chao Qingqiu and Emperor Wu can stop them, and there is no reason why the remaining one is not his.
The Town Demon Bowl hovered behind him, and countless golden lights illuminated Ye Sheng, making him look like a god.
Many Taoist monks swayed when they saw this scene. This is their leader and their leader. Even if he hasn't done anything for the human world on weekdays, if he stands up at this time, everything is enough.
Standing not far away, Ye Shengge felt for the first time that his father looked very tall.
Even some inexplicable sense of security...
She smiled. After all, this was her father and the support of the entire Taoist monk.
Ye Sheng didn't know what Ye Shengge was thinking. After he stood up, he just looked at the monk without saying a word.
He was not a talkative person at first, and at this time, he didn't have any extra words. When the cultivator walked towards him, he had already shot.
Absolutely majestic aura broke through the sky, golden light flashed, countless golden threads were born, which all showed his power.
When the two monks above the sea fought against each other, they would definitely make an absolutely loud noise.
The other two monks were not idle either, two of them swept towards Lingshan and the other towards Emperor Wu's palace.
Chao Qingqiu did not move, but Emperor Wu moved.
A black blade of light appeared on the sky, and the majestic demon gas covered the sky. The sky was suddenly darkened. Holding the wild bird, Emperor Wu's black robe stretched out from time to time.
He walked out of Emperor Wu's palace, and the world was able to see Emperor Wu's style.
It really deserves to be one of the strongest two people six thousand years ago.
Liu Xiang laughed, squeezed the sword in his hand, and laughed: "He has already shot, and I can't watch it anymore."
The old sect master knew that Liu Xiang was going to use his sword, his hands were condensed, and the majestic Qi was gushing out instantly. This was a real blow.
Chao Qingqiu still didn't move.
Even if the monk had appeared in front of him, the winds were blowing his hair.
He looked at the monk, there were thousands of sword intent in his eyes, but they were all hidden.
Ye Shengge walked toward this side, and Chao Qingqiu's refusal to make a move naturally had a deep meaning, but people should always stop them.
Among the Canghai monks present, she was alone.
Chao Qingqiu knew Ye Shengge's thoughts, but just let out a ray of sword energy, indicating that it was unnecessary.
Ye Shengge was startled, his figure stopped in the air.
Chao Qingqiu took a step back, all the clouds and mist in front of him were dispersed, and the monk had already landed on Lingshan with a palm.
When the majestic Qi machine collided with Lingshan, it directly swayed Lingshan.
Chao Qingqiu looked at him, and only then did his first sword come out.
I don’t know where the ancient road is, but it can be seen with the naked eye that several Qi swords have condensed and spawned on both sides of Qingqiu. After a short hover, a Qi sword swept out directly. Before the monk had set foot on Lingshan, he directly Drive it back into the thick fog.
Chao Qingqiu took a step forward slowly, and then a number of swords came out one by one, fighting with that monk in the thick fog, and Chao Qingqiu always stood on the cliff of Lingshan, watching this scene indifferently. .
Among the few cultivators who shot, I am afraid that only this one is the most calm and free.
Perhaps it was also because of the weakest monk who shot.
Ye Shengge watched this scene, smiled knowingly, and put her mind away. This was the first time she walked down to the battlefield. Numerous golden threads were born immediately, which was very eye-catching in the entire sea of ​​clouds, but that was the case. She was quickly caught by two cultivators outside the sky. Staring at it, and teaming up to attack is her life.
When Ye Shengge attacked the enemy, a voice that wasn't too powerful came from the depths of the sea of ​​clouds, but it was still clear.
"Don't die in a hurry!"
Ye Shengge was really happy now.
But as soon as she was happy, the light of those golden silk threads would become even stronger.
She didn't let out a murderous aura from the beginning to the end, but every time she shot, she did her best. This is like her temperament. Maybe she still doesn't care much about this world, but she needs her at the moment, and she takes it naturally. , And it's an endless state.
Wearing a white skirt and constantly moving with the wind, Ye Shengge, who had resisted the two cultivators alone, said that it was difficult to kill at this moment, but it was still undefeated.
Ye Shenglan, a cultivator from the outer world who had a realm that was comparable to the old Sect Master, was actually not too relaxed. After a short period of hard resistance, he had begun to show signs of decline.
But when the cultivator outside the sky was about to hit Ye Sheng's back with a fist, a pair of cyan fists hit the cultivator first, causing the cultivator to retreat a few steps, and Qingtianjun's tall body appeared beside Ye Sheng. A demon-land great demon, majestic, and his realm is definitely not weaker than Ye Sheng.
"Ye Xiujing, you don't seem to take a few steps forward."
Qingtianjun spoke casually, but still focused on looking at the monk in front of him, Ye Sheng took a breath in this short time, straightened out the stagnant qi in the spiritual palace, and then said: "You are almost the same."
Qing Tianjun laughed loudly, "Your own daughters have all gone up, you don't want to fight for your breath, and your daughters may not recognize you as a dad in the future."
A golden light burst out of Ye Sheng's palm before he said, "Ye Xiujing will die before Ye Shengge."
As a Taoist leader, what Ye Xiujing has to do is to consider the entire Taoist monks, and as a father, he only needs to protect his daughters.
His daughters have been walking around the world these years, and Liang Yihu, who is a master, is under the care of him. He didn't worry much, but at this moment, it is no one else's turn.
Qing Tianjun smiled silently. Ye Xiujing, who stood here this time, was not in the world, but only for her own daughter. How could he not be?
The hope of his own girl's survival lies above Lingshan.
He and Ye Xiujing have always been people in two worlds. Until now, he didn't feel that he was actually similar to the Taoist master.
Ye Xiujing didn't know what Qing Tianjun was thinking, maybe even if she knew it, she wouldn't care.
He strode towards the monk and suppressed the Demon Bowl. This sacred artifact has been suppressed by two seas in recent years, and it can be said to be a rare artifact in the entire world.
But after the sacrifice, this time it was not the same as before. Instead, after being parried by the monk, he punched the Demon Town Bowl with a punch, instantly punching the Demon Town Bowl into a big hole.
The monk still didn't let go, and when he swept forward, he sneered and said, "It's just ants."
Ye Sheng was still speechless.
A pair of cyan fists appeared nearby.
The monk twisted his body, escaped the punch, held Qingtianjun’s body with one hand, and hit his head with a palm.
Tianjun's head was bleed from seven orifices, if he hadn't been pulled by him, he would have flown backwards.
Ye Sheng did not rescue him, but used the golden silk thread as an offensive method to wrap around the monk's body.
The cultivator paused and let go of Qingtianjun's body, but the back move fell on Ye Sheng's body, Ye Sheng's face turned white, and a mouthful of black blood spurted out.
It's just that the figure is still stable from beginning to end.
With a palm, Ye Sheng made the monk back a few steps, and then he had a moment of respite.
Qing Tianjun stood up slowly, his face was already bloody, but his eyes were still clear, he raised his head and smiled: "A person like me has no feelings for longevity. If you don't die at this moment, when will you die?"
Ye Sheng was startled. Before he could react, Qing Tianjun roared: "Li Fuyao, if you dare to make my girl feel wronged in this life, you..."
This sentence was only half said, and the next half sentence only paused slightly, and then Qing Tianjun smiled and said: "I believe you."
When the words fell, the great demon of the demon land had turned into a huge green python and slammed into the monk.
Very tragic!
Ye Sheng was stunned, and immediately followed to make a move. Qing Tianjun wanted to exchange his death for that monk's flaws, so he would seize this opportunity.
Ye Sheng let out a foul breath and followed behind Qingtianjun as he swept forward.
The cultivator outside the sky didn't expect Qing Tianjun to say that he would do his best to make a shot. At this moment, he really did his best to make a shot.
The huge python head slammed into his chest, and he mobilized all the Qi machines in his body to resist. For a while, Qi machines were scattered everywhere in the sea of ​​clouds.
Ye Sheng walked through these Qi machines, and before that monk had not gathered Qi, a golden light appeared in his lower abdomen.
The majestic golden light is Ye Sheng's strongest blow in this life. Although he is not as good as this monk in realm, he is also a Taoist leader and a true lover in this world!
This blow would definitely not make the monk feel better.
It may even be killed directly!
It was just that while the golden light exploded, removing the huge blue python and rolling out, Ye Sheng flew out with it.
The monk looked terrified, and it turned out to be bleeding from Qiqiao!
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"Ye Sheng!"
Countless monks have spoken, and some of them have burst into tears even at this moment. That is their leader!
That is their sustenance and their support.
Countless Taoist monks couldn't bear it anymore and got up one after another, Tao Fa appeared in front of them, and then went to the sea of ​​clouds.
This was a battle between the seas, but from this time on, they are not the Taoist monks of the seas, and they will really live with them.
Many of them actually don't have much thoughts about the world, but everyone has their own persistence in their hearts, just like this moment.
They would never watch their leader die in front of them.
Countless monks flew to the sky, looking extremely shocked.
Zhao Qingqiu glanced at it, and then remembered that when he was young, he was not the time he is now, and one night he watched a group of moths pounce on the lights.
At that time he was laughing and moth was stupid.
What about this time?
He wondered if he could still think they were stupid.
He sighed and understood a truth, it turned out that this world is really not protected by him alone.

Li Fuyao walked out of the sea of ​​clouds.
He was bloodstained, his blue shirt turned into a red shirt, and there were countless wounds on his body, and he looked extremely miserable.
It's just that many cultivators from outside the sky have noticed that young man's hand.
He held a sword in one hand and a head in the other.
The same blood dripping.
He threw this head down the sea of ​​clouds, and then said loudly: "Who can die in this world!"