"New World of Swords!"
Sword Sovereign Baili performed a sword art with his hands and shouted in the air. Countless Sword Qi circulated and formed a vast Sword Star River that shot down.
Yang Qingxuan's three divine bodies flowed out, forming a vast scene that faced the sword galaxy. Then, his body shone with golden light, and he instantly turned into the Vajra Dharma Body. He was hundreds of feet tall, and he struck out with his palm.
"Stupidity leads to the end of wisdom. Wisdom leads to the birth of wisdom."
"Divine Palm of Wisdom!"
Countless golden light flickered in the palm print, forming all kinds of laws.
"Boom!"
The two forces collided, and a huge energy field spread out, swallowing the two of them.
"Pfft! — "
Both of them spat out a mouthful of blood and were sent flying.
Yang Qingxuan's body was riddled with holes by the sword energies, and in just a blink of an eye, he was covered in blood. He performed a hand incantation gesture, and the blood on his body flowed backward, gathering in his palms.
He stared at Sword King Baili with a sinister expression and said coldly, "If I can cripple you once, I can cripple you a second time. There won't be a third time!"
Countless amounts of blood between heaven and earth were stirred up by this seal, turning into an endless river of blood that converged towards Yang Qingxuan.
"Are they both immortal?"
The onlookers were all terrified. The two of them were fighting to this extent, and they could still use such a terrifying divine ability. Even if they were immortal, they should have been drained long ago.
"Blood God's First Palm!"
There was a scripture imprinted in the huge bloody palm print. It could blind people if they stared at it, and it slapped out fiercely.
Sword King Baili's expression changed. He separated his hands, and his entire body became almost transparent. A wisp of spiritual light rushed out from the top of his head, turning into a light sword in the air, and slashed forward.
"Boom!"
The bloody palm print was instantly split in half, and the Blood God's scripture exploded, turning into a rain of blood that shot out.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Yang Qingxuan's body was hit by the sword light, and it exploded into countless red blood.
Sword King Baili was hit by the rain, and his body was penetrated. He spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying.
The entire sky instantly fell silent.
Everyone who was fighting stopped and hurriedly separated.
"Yang Qingxuan!"
Qin Xiaoyu and the others were anxious and rushed over.
The onlookers also looked nervous and thought to themselves, "He's going to die this time …"
Ziche Hun murmured to himself, "If he doesn't die, then there will be no justice …"
The red blood that exploded out of Yang Qingxuan's body tumbled in the air and condensed into his own shape. His face was filled with pain, but it quickly dissipated. He tried to condense bit by bit, and then dissipated again.
"Yang Qingxuan!"
Qin Xiaoyu cried.
Jun Qian and the others were also very anxious.
Onishi's pupils shrank as he shouted: "Let me!"
He took a step forward, and his body turned into a blood fiend. His hands formed hand seals, and a circle of red light enveloped Yang Qingxuan's blood, helping him recover his true body. "Don't rush, don't panic. Calm down. Just like before, let's adjust to the same frequency."
The movement of the blob of blood became sluggish as it slowly condensed into a body.
Di Quan shouted, "Kill!"
He rushed forward and struck out with his palm. Golden light covered the sky.
Jun Qian gritted his teeth and said, "Block it!"
More than ten people stood in front of Onishi. They each attacked, and the light of their Divine Arts connected, forming a huge light screen.
They also took out all kinds of Dharma treasures and fused them into the light screen to strengthen its defense.
"Boom!"
Di Quan's palm hit the light screen and shattered it.
The light screen only shook slightly.
Di Quan was furious and shouted, "Elder Qingge, Elder Shang Yuan!"
Shang Qingge said, "Don't worry, they're dead for sure."
After he and Onishi stopped fighting, he desperately swallowed pills and took the opportunity to recover a lot of energy.
The other Shang clan disciples did the same.
Other than recovering slightly, Shang Yuan also helped Shang Ming to stabilize his injuries.
Swordsman Baili's body floated in the distance, constantly struggling. He vomited blood, and his vitality was fading bit by bit, but no one cared.
The Shang clan's martial artists all circulated their Qi, accumulating their True Essence in their palms and raising it to the peak.
Everyone's eyes were cold, and they planned to use this attack to the end.
After accumulating power for a moment, Shang Qingge shouted, "Attack!"
"Boom! Boom! — — "
Beams of light shot out like rainbows piercing the sun. They drew a dazzling radiance in the sky and blasted towards the light screen.
Jun Qian and the others were pale, and they gritted their teeth to block it.
They could not retreat. If they retreated, Yang Qingxuan would definitely die. If Yang Qingxuan died, what was the point of this battle?
What was the point of so many of their comrades dying?
But if they did not retreat, they would most likely die too.
"Heh, so be it."
More than ten people sighed helplessly in their hearts. Who had not experienced life and death and struggled all the way to where they were now? If they were afraid of death, they would have died in the process of growth and would not have lived until now.
"Boom!"
Those beams of light instantly blasted the light screen.
The tyrannical force completely crushed down, and the magic weapons in the light screen collapsed one by one. The whole light screen also "Boom", turned into a little bit of light and dissipated.
More than ten people were instantly involved in the power of the bombardment, and their True Qi was torn apart. They flew in the energy storm and screamed.
Several people vomited blood and fell on the spot.
Yang Qingxuan and Onishi were also hit by the huge energy impact. With a "Boom", they burst into blood and sprinkled into the void.
"It's over … …"
Yue Ke's face was pale and her lips trembled.
Somehow, she didn't want Yang Qingxuan to die, but the scene in front of her has declared that Yang Qingxuan can't live.
Even if there is still a breath left, the next moment is the end of death.
"Hoo … … Finally dead."
Zi Che Hun breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Jiu Yuan Jia Lan. Both of them showed a knowing smile.
Jiu Yuan Jia Lan said coldly, "This kid is cheap."
"Haha, a group of ants, still want to compete with this Lord!"
Di Quan laughed wildly, his face was ferocious, staring at the broken void in front of him. Jun Qian and others were shocked and scattered, and they vomited blood one by one.
"Hanhan."
Jun Qian's face was full of grief and indignation, desperately flew to the distance, lifted Xie Han, who had fainted, and desperately poured his true essence into her body.
At the same time, he took out all kinds of medicinal pills, crushed them directly in the palm of his hand, and forced them into Xie Han's mouth to maintain her life.
The two are both Qianqiu Seven Sons, and the cultivation methods they practice are the same. Under the treatment of Jun Qian, the frequency of their true essence quickly converged and resonated, and Xie Han's vitality recovered little by little.
"Hey, don't waste your energy, since you have attacked this Lord, there is only a dead end."
Di Quan walked coldly in the void, toward several people, his body was extremely tyrannical, suppressing the survivors, making their injuries worse, constantly vomiting blood, and he wanted to suppress them one by one.
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