I have been a saint in the world for three thousand years

"Why rush to die? Your opponent is me."

A disciple from the Holy Sky Island dressed in the sect's uniform stopped Xu Xiang with a malicious look on his face.

After saying that, he turned into an afterimage and started fighting with Xu Xiang.

At this time, the main forces in Fuzhen Temple had been entangled by Lu Hongyuan's men, and the rest were people of low realms.

Facing the disciples of Fuzhen Temple who were looking up and watching the fierce battle below, Lu Hongyuan looked at them with contempt.

Because in his opinion, these ant-like existences are not worth his personal attention.

This time he wanted to see whether the power behind Xu Xiang's desperate escape could save his life.

"Come out and die quickly!"

Lu Hongyuan's voice was as loud as thunder, resounding through the sky.

Some people with low cultivation base even felt their eardrums hurt by the sound and their heads almost split.

"You are so anxious to see me, do you want to die so badly?"

Yan Xiu's calm and composed voice came from the courtyard on the top of the mountain.

Lu Hongyuan immediately locked onto the source of the sound, and led the remaining few Hunyuan Realm disciples into the air, looking down at Yan Xiu who was sitting under the Jianmu tree in the courtyard.

"Humph! You are only at the Primordial Realm, yet you dare to act like a ghost in front of me."

After Lu Hongyuan detected Yan Xiu's realm aura, he sneered and said.

Yan Xiu sat quietly under the tree, with the Ziyuan Sword hanging on the thick branch of the Jianmu tree.

He was dressed in a blue shirt, with sword-like brows and star-like eyes as deep as a lake. He exuded an otherworldly aura like a banished immortal, as if he had merged into one with the world here.

Lu Hongyuan has always been very proud of his appearance. When he saw Yan Xiu for the first time, he suddenly felt a strong sense of jealousy in his heart.

I have lived for so many years, but I have never seen anyone with such a pure and extraordinary temperament as the person in front of me.

The people around him observed his words and expressions and naturally saw that the jealousy in Lu Hongyuan's eyes was almost bursting out.

"Brother, please be patient. I will kneel down and kowtow to you to apologize once I have captured him."

One of the burly men spoke up.

Lu Hongyuan nodded slightly.

Suddenly, the man rolled up his sleeves, took a step forward, and arrived above the courtyard.

"You are just an ant, why don't you come and die!"

The sound was like thunder, shaking the branches and leaves of the ancient trees all over the mountains and fields.

Yan Xiu didn't even look at him, and the Ziyuan hanging on the branch of Jianmu suddenly came out of its sheath with a "swish".

The Ziyuan sword exuded almost tangible sword energy, like a streak of silk cutting through the sky, dragging a long tail like a comet hitting the moon, flying straight towards the man.

In the blink of an eye, the Ziyuan Sword flew to within an inch of his eyes.

The disciple from the Holy Sky Island had no time to react and could only subconsciously raise his weapon to defend himself.

How could any ordinary weapon possibly withstand the sharpness of the Ziyuan Sword?

The next second, the disciple's weapon instantly shattered and turned into fragments that scattered all over the sky.

His chest was also pierced, and blood gushed out from the bowl-sized wound like a stream, soaking his clothes.

The light in his eyes dimmed, and life disappeared in an instant. The corpse that fell from mid-air turned into powder under the gentle mountain breeze.

The Ziyuan Sword drew a graceful arc in the air and returned to its sheath.

This sudden change surprised Lu Hongyuan and others.

"Junior Brother Liu is dead!"

"How is this possible? Junior Brother Liu couldn't even block a single move from that person?"

The disciple just now was also a well-known figure in the Hunyuan Realm, but he was killed instantly by Yan Xiu at the first encounter.

"waste!"

Lu Hongyuan's eyes were gloomy, but the words that came out of his mouth made people feel cold all over. He did not feel sad for the death of this junior brother Liu at all.

In his opinion, anyone who can't even block one attack is nothing but a waste.

"You, go and try it out!"

Lu Hongyuan was bossy and his tone was cold.

The disciple beside him nodded and flew out.

The disciple had a serious look on his face and did not dare to underestimate Yan Xiu at all.

After all, the death of that junior fellow student was a lesson for him. If he were careless and underestimated the enemy, he would probably suffer the same fate.

He just reached back and a long sword appeared in his hand.

The sword body is straight and thin as a cicada's wing, without a trace of decoration, but it naturally reveals a sharp sword force.

"Since we are both sword cultivators, let me see your abilities."

After saying that, he gently pushed the sword out of his hand, and then slapped the sword head with his palm.

"I didn't expect that Senior Brother He would use his ultimate skill, the Taixuan Sword, as soon as he attacked."

"It seems that Senior Brother He intends to kill the other party directly in order to avoid any more trouble."

Several people around Lu Hongyuan were talking to each other.

As Senior Brother He slapped out several times in succession, the Taixuan Sword spun around and grew bigger and bigger.

The Taixuan Sword, which was originally only about three feet long, has now expanded to several feet in size.

The broad and transparent sword body is like a piece of gauze, flashing a dazzling light.

The countless sword energies released disrupted the void and formed violent cyclones.

A powerful pressure emanated from Senior Brother He, making it difficult for the Fuzhen Temple disciples and Dayuan warriors who were watching the battle below to breathe.

"So strong! Is this the aura of a powerful person in the Primordial Realm?"

"Just one person has such power. If those five people attack together, I'm afraid the entire Dayuan Mountain will be destroyed."

"So what if you are in the Primordial Realm? Don't forget that Dao Zun is an immortal!"

Some people in the crowd were surprised, some were frightened, some were trembling, but most of them were looking forward to it.

They couldn't wait to see the fall of the powerful Hunyuan Realm master!

Who is the Taoist Master?

How can a group of ordinary people achieve what a great immortal can achieve when he descends to earth?

Yan Xiu took out a talisman from his sleeve, then transferred a trace of spiritual power into it, and threw it out with a slight shake of his wrist.

Senior Brother He's eyes narrowed and he did not dare to be negligent.

He stretched out his hand, grabbed the hilt of the Taixuan Sword, and slashed at the talisman fiercely.

The talisman shone brightly during its flight and transformed into a warrior in golden armor.

His face was as red as ruby, his beard was like soap floss, his body was over ten feet tall, and his muscles were knotty. Every bulge of muscle contained explosive power.

The golden-armored warrior held a dragon-scale shield in his left hand and a golden hammer in his right hand. His eyes flashed with brilliance, and he roared as he faced the Taixuan Sword head-on.

Senior Brother He did not dare to be careless. He circulated the true energy in his body at a very fast speed and poured it into the Taixuan Sword frantically.

Suddenly, the Taixuan Sword's momentum surged, and the sword light was like the sea.

"How dare you, a mere puppeteer, act so arrogantly in front of my Taixuan Sword? Die!"

He shouted loudly and swung the Taixuan sword in his hand fiercely.

The sword energy was sharp, and the sound of breaking through the air continued, like a giant silver dragon, pouncing at the enemy with fangs and claws.

The warrior in golden armor held the dragon scale shield in front of him, raised the golden hammer high in his right hand, and smashed it down fiercely.

boom--!

The moment the Taixuan Sword collided with the Wengjin Hammer, a loud bang shook the earth.

The sound was like thunder exploding in the sky, or like a roar from deep within the earth. The deafening roar drowned out everything and echoed between the vast heaven and earth.