Villain: Master Forbidden Empress, I am invincible!

"You really won't cry until you see the coffin. If that's the case, I'll send you to hell today!"

After saying that, Su Changqing slowly stepped forward and walked to the front of the formation. His spiritual consciousness spread out, looking for loopholes in the formation.

Although this formation is different from the Dongfang family's formation, they are both tenth-grade formations, and they have experienced hundreds of thousands of years and have suffered serious damage.

Therefore, it is not difficult to find its flaws.

In just a dozen breaths, Su Changqing has already made up his mind.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and there was a faint smile in his eyes.

Without saying a word, twelve long swords appeared beside him.

"If that's the case, today I'll let you see how your formation was broken!"

After saying that, Su Changqing's eyes turned cold, and twelve long swords came out together, attacking the weak points of the formation.

Every attack would cause the formation to shake.

Although the head of the Ximen family protected the formation, he could only try his best to stabilize the damaged part of the formation, and could not repair it.

If this formation was a perfect tenth-grade formation, even Su Changqing could only sigh in despair, unless he broke through the tenth-grade formation master to break it.

But unfortunately, the formation was too damaged, and it would be good if the power it could burst out was nine-grade.

Half a quarter of an hour later!

"Boom!"

"Break!"

Su Changqing roared, and twelve long swords rushed to attack one place.

In an instant!

The formation shattered and collapsed.

The moment the light screen fell, the hearts of countless warriors of the Ximen family instantly rose to their throats.

"This... How is this possible? The formation was broken!"

"Oh my god, the tenth-grade formation was actually broken by him."

"Is this, this, this, this still a human?"

"Don't be afraid, everyone. There are many masters in my Ximen family."

"........"

At this moment, the eyes of the Ximen family head, Tu Xiangtian and Ouyang Lun also exuded disbelief.

Although I heard that Su Changqing broke the Dongfang family's formation, it is one thing to hear about it, and it is another to see it with your own eyes.

"Master Ximen, please die today."

Su Changqing grinned, but his gentle words exuded a murderous intent and endless death.

Hearing this, the Ximen family head trembled involuntarily, but then calmed down again.

"Su Changqing, do you really think you can defeat my Ximen family today? What a joke!"

He sneered, then roared to the sky:

"The Ximen family is invaded by foreign enemies today, please come out!"

The voice spread throughout the Ximen family.

Then, a terrifying breath came from the Ximen family's forbidden area.

An old man in a gray robe had a cold face and exuded a murderous intent.

"Hmm?"

"Ximen Feng?"

Xuan Zu narrowed his eyes, with a bit of murderous intent in his eyes.

"This old guy is not dead yet."

Su Changqing asked curiously:

"Xuanzu, do you know this person?"

Xuanzu nodded slightly:

"Yes, Ximen Feng, the ancestor of the Ximen family, one era earlier than me. There has been no news about this old guy for a thousand years. I thought he was dead, but I didn't expect he was still alive.

And...looking at this posture, it seems that he has also broken through to the peak of the holy realm."

Xuanzu's low voice came.

Wei Shengwu couldn't help but have a bit of curiosity in his eyes.

He was one era later than Xuanzu. He had heard of Ximen Feng's name before, but he had never seen him. He didn't expect to see him today.

"Interesting."

Su Changqing said with a smile.

"Changqing, don't be careless."

"The Ximen family has a strong foundation, and they also have an imperial weapon in hand. Although Ximen Yang and Ouyang Lun are only in the middle stage of the Saint Realm, they can match the late Saint Realm warriors with the imperial weapon.

Tu Xiangtian has even broken through the late Saint Realm. Now it seems that he is not easy to deal with."

The head of the Ximen family, that is, Ximen Yang, and Ouyang Lun hold imperial weapons, which are enough to match the late Saint Realm warriors. Naturally, they are not easy to deal with.

It is equivalent to having four late Saint Realm warriors on the opposite side.

Su Changqing heard this, his expression did not change.

"Don't worry, Xuanzu."

Late Saint Realm?

It just so happens that he also wants to try out his current strength.

These guys can be used to practice.

On the other side, when Ximen Feng appeared, the Ximen family suddenly became more powerful, and countless disciples cheered.

You must know that the Ximen family ancestor is the mainstay of the Ximen family. It is precisely because of his existence that the Ximen family has always been in a dominant position among the three hidden families.

"Su Shengzi, how about this, let's forget about today's matter, you just leave now, and we will not interfere with each other from now on!"

Ximen Yang did not want to have a big fight with Su Changqing.

After all, even if the ancestor went to fight, if they can win this battle, the Ximen family will certainly be seriously injured.

He would rather not fight.

That's why he tried to persuade Su Changqing to retreat without fighting.

However, facing the other party's "persuasion", Su Changqing sneered, with a bit of mockery in his eyes.

"Really?"

"Then shouldn't I thank you."

Hmm?

Ximen Yang frowned slightly when he heard it.

What does it mean?

Mockery? ?

Su Changqing didn't waste any words and said coldly:

"Kill!"

"Everyone, don't leave a single one alive!"

As Su Changqing's murderous voice fell, the Taixuan Sect and Wuji Demon Sect warriors on the Lingzhou battleship behind him rushed towards the direction of the Ximen family.

The terrifying momentum shook the earth.

Su Changqing waved his hand, and countless puppets fell from the sky.

In addition to the four or five hundred ninth-grade puppets, there are more than a thousand eighth-grade puppets and thousands of seventh-grade puppets.

The puppets fell on the Ximen family's position, densely packed, and horrifying.

After all, the combat power of these puppets is ridiculously strong.

"Changqing, leave the old man Ximen to me."

After Xuanzu finished speaking, he went straight to Ximen Feng.

Although he and Ximen Feng are not from the same era, Xuanzu is now also a peak combat power in the Saint Realm. With the existence of the Dark Eye, the emperor's weapon, it is very likely that he will be even stronger in terms of strength.

"Changqing, leave these three guys to me."

Wei Shengwu said with a smile.

The three guys he mentioned are naturally Ximen Yang, Ouyang Lun and Tu Xiangtian.

Although Ximen Yang and Ouyang Lun can rely on the emperor's weapon to fight against the late Saint Realm, plus Tu Xiangtian, it is equivalent to fighting against three late Saint Realm warriors on their own.

The pressure is naturally self-evident.

Su Changqing said with a smile:

"Don't worry, Uncle Wei, I'll leave those two old guys, Ouyang Lun and Ximen Yang, to you. As for Tu Xiangtian, I'll use him to practice."

Wei Shengwu: "???"

Practice?

That's the combat power of the late Saint Realm.

Although Tu Xiangtian has just broken through the late Saint Realm and his foundation is not stable, he is undoubtedly a late Saint Realm warrior, and his strength cannot be faked.

Su Changqing actually wants to fight him.

It's crazy.

"Are you sure?"

Wei Shengwu said.

"Don't worry, Uncle Wei, it's just a late Saint Realm warrior, it's nothing."

Wei Shengwu: "???"

A late Saint Realm warrior?

Then what am I?