On the side of Dugu Qiubai and Zhen Chan, the invisible sword energy and golden Buddha light intertwined with each other.

"Nine Swords of Dugu? Palm Breaking Style."

Dugu Qiubai's sword energy was extremely sharp and continuously attacked Zhen Chan's golden body.

However, Zhen Chan, relying on his profound Buddhist knowledge, was able to withstand Dugu Qiubai's attacks time and time again, and look for opportunities to counterattack.

The entire battlefield fell into chaos, with shouts, the collision of weapons, and screams intertwined together, and the sky of the city of gods was dyed colorful by the light of battle.

During the fierce confrontation, Ling Donglai waved a jade flute in his hand, with a calm smile on his face, and his figure shuttled through the battlefield like a ghost.

His eyes were fixed on Ling Jiuxiao, and he gently swung the jade flute. A blade of air containing tremendous divine power whizzed out, like a sharp blade, and slashed straight towards Ling Jiuxiao.

"The Jade Xiao turns into a blade?"

Ling Jiuxiao's expression suddenly changed. Feeling the terrifying power contained in the air blade, he did not dare to slack off at all. He quickly circulated the spiritual power in his body, holding the Frost Sword across his body, trying to block the attack.

"Ice Edge Guardian!"

As he shouted loudly, countless ice spikes burst out from the Frost Sword, interweaving into a crystal clear ice shield.

“Ding ding ding.”

The blade energy shot out by Yu Xiaohan hit the surface of the ice shield like a storm, making a shattering sound.

But after only a short while, Ling Jiuxiao felt an unprecedented pressure.

"How...how can he be so strong? Didn't he just enter the Holy Spirit Realm not long ago?"

"But why does it feel like a towering Tianshan Mountain to me?"

Ling Jiuxiao's heart trembled, and the chill on his hands intensified as he tried to contain the Jade Xiao blade energy.

However, Ling Donglai's air blade was so powerful that after just a few encounters, the ice shield shattered like glass.

“Crack.”

The Qi blade continued to move forward with unabated force, slashing fiercely at Ling Jiuxiao.

"puff......"

Ling Jiuxiao was struck by lightning, blood spurted out of his mouth, and he flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, and crashed heavily into a building, smashing it to pieces in an instant.

"Impossible... Ling Donglai... why is he so powerful..."

Ling Jiuxiao struggled to get up, but found that his whole body was in pain and his spiritual power was in chaos. He was filled with resentment and fear.

But at this time, Ling Donglai had appeared above his head, looking down at him with a pair of indifferent eyes.

"Ling Jiuxiao, since you once helped me in Tianwaitian, I can spare your life this time. Get out of here!"

Ling Donglai looked stern, waved his hand casually, and said expressionlessly

Ling Jiuxiao was slightly stunned when he heard this, then he showed gratitude and said with a cupped hand: "Thank...thank you very much!"

But after he turned around, the gratitude on his face disappeared instantly, leaving only a faint gloom.

“Tap tap.”

He had just taken two steps when he stopped unconsciously because a long sword transformed by Xiao Yi pierced his head.

"boom."

His head was pierced, and the divine power in his body began to dissipate continuously. The powerful aftermath spread around and rippled in the void.

"You don't keep your word..." Ling Jiuxiao, who still had a faint breath, was about to wave his finger, but was cut into half by several sharp blades.

The whole person's limbs were torn apart.

Ling Donglai looked at him teasingly and sneered, "Last time I was repaying a favor from Tianwaitian, not me, Ling Donglai."

Regardless of whether he owes anyone a favor or not, since Ling Jiuxiao appeared here today and dared to attack Tianwaitian, there is no reason to let him go.

Who knows if he will do something bad and murder them again after he leaves? He doesn't want to let go of such a potential threat.

Ling Donglai then turned his gaze to the elders of the Wanjian Sect in the distance, with a hint of murderous intent flashing across his face: "Spring breeze brings new life, so we must uproot the grass."

"Since we've killed even their leader, there's no need to keep them around."

As he spoke, he turned into a stream of light and rushed out.

On the other side, Yan Guiren, holding the Shengjian Shentan, rushed into the crowd of Wanjian Sect and Lianshi Sect like a tiger.

"Such an exaggerated fighting style, is this guy a humanoid monster?

Seeing Yan Guiren being so brave, Bei Fusheng cursed in his heart, but he could only bite the bullet and face him.

The Senluo Gate in his hand spun rapidly, and black corpse qi poured out from the gate, sweeping towards Yan Guiren.

"You dare to fight me head-on? You overestimate your own abilities."

Yan Guiren snorted coldly, and the light from Sheng Jian's divine breath became brighter.

He suddenly leaped up, drawing a graceful arc in the air, and the Holy Sword in his hand fell like a meteor, directly cutting through the corpse energy and stabbing towards Bei Fusheng fiercely.

“So soon?”

Bei Fusheng quickly dodged to the side, but he was still a step too slow. The Holy Sword's divine sigh brushed past his shoulder, instantly tearing a long wound, and blood gushed out.

"ah!"

Bei Fusheng cried out in pain, terrified.

Yan Guiren did not give him a chance to breathe and launched a series of fierce attacks.

Each attack was so powerful that Bei Fusheng could only dodge left and right in a panic, with more and more wounds on his body.

"You...don't go too far!" Bei Fusheng roared while resisting.

But the Yan Gui people turned a deaf ear and their attack became more fierce.

"You forced me to do this."

Finally, under the strong suppression of Yan Guiren, Bei Fusheng couldn't stand the pressure anymore and gave up resisting Yan Guiren.

And he himself fled out of the divine realm at a rapid speed.

"Escaped?"

Yan Guiren, who was resisting the corpse puppets in the Holy Spirit Realm, frowned slightly, but did not continue to chase and kill them. Instead, he concentrated on dealing with the corpse puppets in front of him.

Left battlefield.

The battle between Zhen Chan and Dugu Qiubai also entered a white-hot stage.

As Dugu Qiubai's sword energy condensed, strange energies coiled around Zhen Chan like silk threads.

"What is this?"

Zhen Chan's body was shining with Buddha's light, and he tried to break free from the restraints of these energies, but to no avail.

"Amitabha……"

Zhen Chan chanted the Buddha's name, trying to use the Buddhist golden body to condense a thousand-armed Buddha to resist.

But how could Dugu Qiubai give him a chance? He flashed in front of Zhen Chan in an instant and hit Zhen Chan's chest heavily with his sword.

This seemingly light blow contained powerful divine power, which directly shattered Zhen Chan's protective Buddha light and severed his meridians.

"puff……"

Zhen Chan spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes filled with unwillingness and despair.

Dugu Qiubai looked at Zhen Chan and said coldly: "Everything in the world has its cause and effect. Since you participated in this matter, you should have expected the outcome today."

After saying that, he swung the sword in his hand again, and a deadly energy directly pierced Zhen Chan's heart. Zhen Chan opened his eyes wide and slowly fell down.

With Ling Jiuxiao being crushed, Bei Fusheng escaping, and Zhen Chan dying, the leaders of the three major forces, the Wanjian Sect Master, the Lianshi Sect Master, and the Earth Official of the All-Star Hall, have all been defeated.

When their men saw this, their morale was immediately thrown into chaos and they fled in all directions.