Leisurely cultivating life

If the time is not too short and the news has not spread too widely, I am afraid that all the forces and powerful people in the entire Xuanlei Realm will come.

"Wuheng actually brought out the shadows and gathered most of the power of Chiwu Ridge. Is this going to swallow the spirit gate?"

"That depends on whether he has such a good mouth. Palm Yi from Lingmen is not easy to mess with, let alone a disciple of Yuxu!"

"Is that Zhou Zhenjun's disciple?!"

In the void, thoughts communicate with each other.

"Everyone, it's time to decide the winner!"

……

Patriarch Palm Yi's situation is not very good at this time, the green clothes have turned into blood clothes.

Every time it collides with the giant fist, a terrifying dark energy will be transmitted along the sword body to the body of the ancestor Palm Yi, destroying her viscera, tendons and even the will of the soul.

Patriarch Palm Yi's figure moved, and he strode thousands of miles into the sky. On the pure white long sword with several gaps, wisps of sword intent flowed.

"Extremely good!"

Amidst the calm voice, Patriarch Palm Yi slashed out with a sword again.

When the sword was slashed, all the people who witnessed the sword were blinded, and the corners of their eyes were stinging. They felt that this sword seemed to have taken away all the light in the world, and only this sword remained.

Light, dust, space... and even the vitality of heaven and earth stopped flowing.

"Zheng!!!"

this moment.

There is no more noise between the heaven and the earth, only the sound of sword chant flowing into everyone's hearts like flowing water.

Slashing out with a sword made all the creatures within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles involuntarily feel angry and chilled.

The sword intent of ancestor Palm Yi is beyond anyone's imagination.

Just by witnessing it, there was a chill in my heart, and I was suppressed by this peerless and tyrannical sword intent.

"This Palm Yi's sword energy is extremely strong and pure, and has reached the acme of Dongtian Realm."

In the void, the hearts of the strong men watching the battle suddenly moved, and they were secretly startled by this tyrannical sword intent.

"Good swordsmanship!"

Deep in the Pavilion of Asking Swords, in the courtyard.

A smile appeared on Zhou Fan's calm face.

……

"I pity your talent. I didn't use all my strength for you just now, but my patience is limited. I will ask you one more time and surrender to me!" Wu Heng's face turned cold.

next moment.

The giant fist in the sky suddenly burst into immeasurable brilliance, the terrifying hot black flames blazed, and the unmeasurable terrifying temperature distorted the void.

The giant fist was like a small sun in the world, and it smashed down with unparalleled power.

"Crack!!!"

Between punches and swords colliding, the pure white long sword wrapped in a peerless and tyrannical sword intent suddenly burst into pieces.

shhhhhh! ! !

Fragments of the long sword flowed vertically and horizontally in the sky, and scattered on the ground in an instant.

"Pfft~~~"

The natal sword was destroyed, and Patriarch Palm Yi's face turned red suddenly, and he spat out a few mouthfuls of blood.

"This... am I hallucinating?"

"Is this Palm Yi fake?"

Many powerhouses watching the battle couldn't believe it.

The patriarch Palm Yi of the Lingmen is one of the top powerhouses in the Xuanlei Realm. His natal sword is peerless and extremely powerful. Unexpectedly, today... was broken... broken...? ! ! !

"I'm afraid this is not an illusion. It seems that Wu Heng has already taken that step, no wonder he dared to swallow the Spirit Gate in one gulp!" A strong man said with an ugly expression.

"You mean...how is this possible?!"

That's what they said in their mouths, but many people have already believed the speculation in their hearts.

……

"Tell me, surrender, or die?!!!"

Wu Heng looked down at Patriarch Palm Yi whose aura had weakened to the extreme, and the huge ship with a thousand feet behind him suddenly burst into shouts.

"I think there is a third option."

Chapter 308 Teaching Apprentices, The Art of Killing Lives (2/2)

"I think there is a third option." A faint voice sounded.

A figure in plain white clothes stood quietly beside Patriarch Palm Yi.

"Can you get something?" Zhou Fan turned his head and asked.

The reason why he didn't make a move before was that he saw that Patriarch Palm Yi wanted to take this opportunity to go further.

Of course, it was discussed with Zhou Fan beforehand, otherwise the ancestor Palm Yi wouldn't have dared to do this without Zhou Fan watching.

"Thank you Zhou Zhenjun, I have some clues." Patriarch Palm Yi nodded his thanks.

Wu Heng on the other side, when he heard Patriarch Palm Yi say the word "Zhou Zhenjun", his complexion changed suddenly, and he looked at Zhou Fan who suddenly appeared with some doubts.

As the strongest in the endless mountains in the south of the Xuanlei Realm, and the strongest in charge of a clan, their eyes have long been set on the heavens of the universe.

Naturally, he would not fail to pay attention to the many masters in the universe.

And as a strong man in the forbidden pass, and also a disciple of Yuxu, Zhou Fan's picture shadow Wu Heng has naturally seen it.

Although Zhou Fan's appearance and temperament have changed drastically today, he looks like two people from 50 years ago, and he is not recognized by someone who is not familiar with him.