The arrow shot by Yu Xianqi with great force only paused slightly under the impact of Bafang Guiji's halberd.

Then it disappeared into the void.

Whoosh! The arrow went from blazing to silent extinguishing, and the whole process was seamless.

This is the founder of the "Xu Po Jing", the strongest archer in the Cangwu Sect who shocked Wudong during the period of Lei Zun.

If anyone else came, even one at the peak of his powers would surely be defeated by this arrow.

But Kong Ju is the successor of the "Xu Po Jing", and no one is more familiar with Yu Xianqi's archery than him.

Almost at the moment when the arrow disappeared.

His pair of tiny pupils focused and he accurately determined the position where the arrow was about to be shot.

Then he swung out the second halberd with the Longquan sword in his hand.

"Eliminate all traces!"

Accompanied by Kong Ju's low roar.

Buzz! Invisible waves centered on the sound of the dragon spring, vibrating in all directions.

It will cover an area of ​​a thousand feet in radius with Kong Ji as the center.

Within this range, the flow of time seems to be slowed down by dozens or hundreds of times.

The arrow that had disappeared into the void just happened to appear within a hundred feet of Kong Ju.

The arrow was entangled with a strange intent, but at this moment, it was trapped in the momentum of Kong Ji's Mieji Halberd and moved as slowly as a turtle.

The Mieji halberd is not only extremely powerful, but can even be used as a defensive measure in certain situations.

It was used at this exact moment, giving Kong Ju enough time to dodge.

Whoosh! While Kong Jue was avoiding the trajectory of the arrow.

Yu Xianqi also shot the second arrow towards the Eight Directions Return to Silence halberd that Kong Ju had shot out.

"Roar!" The roar of the ferocious beast shook the universe.

It was as if some ferocious beast leaped out from Yu Xianqi's arrow. Where the arrow's intent was boiling, a strange beast that looked like a tiger and a lion revealed its body as tall as a mountain and roared into the sky.

Finally, the arrow transformed into a ferocious beast that pounced on the silent moon arc in all directions.

The force of Kong Ju's halberd met Yu Xianqi's ultimate arrow power, and finally exploded in the center of the battlefield.

Boom! The two intertwined forces flooded half of the battlefield, creating a vacuum zone in the sky above the Witch God Temple.

It also devoured the figures of Kong Ju and Yu Xianqi who were in the center of the battlefield.

The destructive aura contained in the aftermath forced the cultivators below the peak of their powers to flee in a panic.

Only a few people at the peak of their powers could barely stand firm in the shock of the two forces.

The grand scene shocked the cultivators from Wudong at the edge of the battlefield. They all opened their eyes wide and looked at the battlefield in disbelief.

Is that still the Kong Ju they are familiar with?

During the battle at Chaodi Ancient City, Kong Ju was only in the late stage of Shenglun, and was still one step away from soul transformation.

In less than ten years, not only had he reached the peak of his powers, but he could also fight head-on with cultivators at the peak of their powers without losing. With such a growth rate, there are only a few people who can be found in the entire Xianyun Realm in ten thousand years.

"Haha, well done." Han Honghua laughed. She was in the mood for killing, and after seeing Kong Ju's performance, her blood boiled even more. Regardless of her opponent's surging Taoism, she desperately plunged into the opponent's magical power, risking serious injuries to tear off the arm of her opponent, who was in the middle stage of the Palm Life Realm.

"Congratulations, Sect Leader Huangfu. Having such a son will ensure that your Cangwu Sect will last for a thousand years." Cuijinmen's Ou Chen even remembered to congratulate Huangfu Ying who was fighting alongside him in the battle.

Without the younger generation around, Huangfu Ying's hidden ruffian nature was revealed, and he smiled at Ou Chen with a little complacency: "Hey, that's because this master taught you well."

Having said that, there was also surprise in Huangfu Ying's eyes.

Obviously, he had not expected that Kong Ju had become so strong, and that he would surpass him and even his master could not be his opponent.

Of course, Kong Ju was not the only one who had such an amazing performance.

When Crown Prince Bai Yuanqi saw Kong Ju showing off his power, he was also unwilling to be outdone. He put on a yellow robe and bathed in the golden torrent.

The torrent transformed into a giant golden dragon that coiled around his body, looking down on all living beings.

In this situation, Bai Yuanqi looked more like an emperor than his father Emperor Kang Ren.

With the dual blessing of the imperial rank and the blood of the Human Emperor, Bai Yuanqi lifted up the fairy mountain magic displayed by his opponent with one arm, and clenched his other arm into a fist, throwing a punch that shook the heaven and earth.

Clang! The magical mountain of the peak of palm life was pierced through by Bai Yuanqi's punch, and shattered into millions of pieces in the golden magical light.

In the broken fairy mountain, Bai Yuanqi and the man in the peak starry sky robe were fighting madly.

His gaze returned to the center where the halberd and arrow were exploding.

As the energy fluctuations slowly dissipated.

A bright white moon appeared first.

Thanks to Gu Yueyin's blessing and protection, Kong Jue did not even have his clothes in disarray in the aftermath of the clash between the two forces.

But when he looked down at the battlefield again, he did not see the shadow of Yu Xianqi.

Kong Ju sighed softly: "Although my consciousness has been wiped out, my combat experience is still there. Senior Yu Xianqi, you are really difficult to deal with."

As the successor of the "Xu Po Jing", Kong Ju certainly knew what Yu Xianqi was doing now. He didn't know where he was hiding, and the arrow in his hand must have been aimed at him.

Fortunately, Kong Ju now has the blessing of Zhu Wei's Pupil.

As the candlelight flickered, Kong Jue could see the entire battlefield.

He saw a vague shadow in the void.

The latter was moving in all directions around him in an unpredictable trajectory.

The whole process was silent and extremely fast.

If Kong Jue did not have pupils as small as those of a candle, he would not have been able to capture its existence at all.

But even if he caught it, Kong Jue didn't have the speed to match it.

"Damn it, this move is not recorded in the Xu Po Sutra!" Kong Ju cursed inwardly, his eyes twitching wildly. He sometimes tilted his head, sometimes turned around, trying to lock onto the blurry figure.

Obviously, Kong Ju was completely helpless against Yu Xianqi who was in this state.

However, Kong Ju has experienced so many battles, big and small, so he is at least experienced.

A plan for dealing with the problem quickly came to my mind.

"I have to break the situation. I can't wait for him to shoot his arrows, otherwise I will be worn out to death by him."

With a focused look, Kong Ju's men took action.

"Eliminate all traces!"

Boom! The momentum was rising, and under the influence of Kong Ju's halberd, the sound of Longquan also burst into an excited roar.

A dragon shadow leaped out from the sound of Longquan and added to Kong Ju's body, further increasing his already ferocious halberd power.

He held Longquansheng in one hand and used all his strength to perform the technique of Mieji, relying on the field formed by Mieji as a means of protection.

Once Yu Xianqi shoots an arrow within a thousand feet of him, he must cross this area.

While he relied on the halberd-force field defense formed by Mieji, he also had enough time to dodge Yu Xianqi's unpredictable arrows.

At the same time.

Kong Ju's other hand was not idle either.

He danced with a halberd in one hand.

He stretched out a finger of one hand, and talisman ink condensed on the fingertips, flashing with red-gold light.

He was seen standing in the center of the field, his fingers containing the glow of talisman ink drawing talismans in the air, and mysterious patterns quickly took shape in the void.

Yu Xianqi seemed to feel threatened by Kong Ju's move and was unwilling to let him complete this magic.

In this process.

Hundreds of arrows shot out from where he was hiding.

Swish, swish, swish! Arrows came pouring in from all directions like raindrops, and a violent storm entered Kong Ju's area of ​​​​annihilation.

At this time, Mieji's defensive ability was demonstrated.

Even though the arrows kept splitting, they almost blocked all the space that Kong Ju could hide.

He was still able to slip through the gap skillfully.

The ink in his hand did not stop, and finally he drew a talisman of ice crystal color in the void.

"Feng Tao's Great Burial of Snow!" Kong Ju's fingertips lightly touched the icy-colored talisman ink.

Whoosh! Heavy snow fell on the battlefield, howling across the sky and earth.

Goose feather-like snowflakes filled every space in the air, leaving no place to live in the area.

Yu Xianqi's figure, who relied on unknown Taoist magic to shuttle back and forth in the void, had to be revealed because of Feng Tao Dazangxue's attack.

This is not the end.

The Taoist technique of Fengtao's Great Burial of Snow is more than enough to deal with ordinary palm students.

But he was unable to do anything about people like Yu Xianqi.

Those snowflakes, which were sharper than magic weapons, were torn into pieces by the arrows entangled on Yu Xianqi's body in an instant the moment they fell on him.

Kong Ju had anticipated this scene and was well prepared.

He raised his fingers in front of his chest and formed a magical seal.

"The other shore!" The cold voice resounded through the heaven and earth.

Supernatural power erupted from Kong Jijiyue's soul.

Under the influence of the magical power, the drifting snowflakes in the snow and wind slowly deformed and grew petals that looked like ice crystals.

It looks exactly like the red spider lily.

He is already able to influence the heaven and earth, and turn the wind and snow into magical powers.

The sky full of red spider lilies looks like a grand funeral.

They all rushed towards Yu Xianqi.

Yu Xianqi, who had been able to cope with it before, was instantly overwhelmed by the red spider lilies.

No one under the level of Zaoxuan could remain unscathed by Kong Ju's move, not even Yu Xianqi.

Puff! A cluster of bright red blood bloomed among the red spider lilies.

His sight shifted to the edge of the Palm Life Peak battlefield.

Those areas where the Xianyunjie Palm Students and the Starry Sky Robe Students fought.

Bang! The overbearing and violent blood-red sword light burst out from the void without any warning.

The sword almost cut the sky in half, and the sword intent filled with crazy murderous intent left a gully from beginning to end on the huge altar under the Temple of the Witch God.

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The sword light burst out, dyeing the face of the Xianyun Realm's palm-born being blood red.

"Such a brutal sword intent!"

People exclaimed at the domineering sword intent and dodged for fear of being hurt by it.

Fortunately, the person who swung the sword had no intention of dealing with the cultivators from the Xianyun Realm. The sword went straight towards the Witch God Temple and the two figures wearing starry sky robes went away.

The two figures hidden under the starry sky robes didn't even put up a decent resistance. The moment the sword light engulfed them, they instantly fell from the void.

The starry sky robes on their bodies were torn into pieces, revealing their faces.

It was Xiahou Wenyi of Dingyue Sect and Xiao Yuanshan, the leader of Dingyue Sect.

As for the person who swung the sword, his figure slowly appeared from where the sword light was shining.

The visitor was wearing a red robe, even his hair was stained with blood, he had a handsome face and an evil smile on his lips.

The other masters in the Xianyun Realm did not recognize this face.

The expressions of the students in Wudong changed drastically the moment they saw this face.

Even Huangfu Ying's body stiffened for a moment, his eyes staring straight at the face of the person who came, his expression changing from gloomy to bright.

Finally, he clenched his fists slightly and called out his name in a deep voice: "Han Xi!"

It was Han Xi, the Seven Killing Sword.

He did not have the help of the teleportation arrays from the Cangwu Sect and various places in the Xianyun Realm, so he arrived a little late, but he finally arrived before the end of the war.

Facing such a god of death.

No one in the Xianyun Realm could remain calm.

Nong Po'er from Yaowang Valley, Ou Chen from Cuijin Sect, Tang You from Mosheng Sect, and even the powerful independent cultivator Tong Zhiyue, all shrank their pupils uncontrollably.

Only the monks of Han Xi's era understood how dangerous the young man in front of them was.

"Isn't that little bastard dead?" The farmer's voice became a little sharp, and she looked at Xian Hanxi with undisguised disgust in her eyes.

"All the blood condensed by his blood fruit was devoured by Xiao Yuanshan, yet he is still alive. He is truly a scourge to the world." Ou Chen also had a gloomy look on his face.

"Hahaha, it seems that Wudong's old friends don't welcome me." Wudong Yifangzhangsheng did not hide his words, and Han Xi heard them all.

He was not ashamed but proud of it. He laughed loudly and said to the people who called out his name: "I came all the way here to help you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Xi's pair of red eyes suddenly fixed on Xiao Yuanshan and Xiahou Wenyi, who had revealed their true faces.

Brutal murderous intent burst out from his body like a flood, dyeing half the sky blood red.

He was standing in the middle of a sea of ​​blood, wielding the Seven Killing Sword in his hand and slashing at the two men in mid-air.

The Seven Killing Sword Intent so shocked the Wuyuan Patriarch and several others who were fighting at the peak of their powers that they couldn't help but look back at him.

"Today is the day you die." Han Xi's voice became cold and he launched a fierce attack towards Xiao Yuanshan and Xiahou Wen.

During this process, Han Xi's eyes vaguely met Huangfu Ying at the edge of the battlefield.

The two old friends who had not seen each other for decades nodded subconsciously even though they had so many grievances and entanglements.

Xiahou Wenyi and Xiao Yuanshan are no match for Han Xi.

However, within a few breaths, one of the two was chopped into thousands of pieces by the Seven Killing Sword.

Another person is also in danger.

The so-called genius is not just someone who is superior to many practitioners in the early stages of cultivation.

The later the process, the more obvious the gap becomes.

In the end, in a sea of ​​blood transformed from a blood-red sword shadow, the two people from Dingyue Sect all died under Han Xi's sword.

The whole process took less than ten breaths.

It was not until the light spots transformed from the two people's souls disappeared in front of Han Xi that the hostility in the eyes of the Seven Killing Sword, which once made Wudong tremble with fear, dissipated a little.

However, the murderous intent in Han Xi's eyes was not so easy to quell.

His gaze quickly passed over the battlefield here and fixed on the battle area of ​​Zhang Sheng Feng's peak.

Or rather, he looked at Kong Ju.

Han Xi couldn't stand it when he saw that his junior fellow apprentice could fight back and forth with a master at the peak of palm skill.

"Tomb beast!" Han Xi stomped his foot, and the boundless sea of ​​blood surrounding him immediately turned into a bloody ferocious beast with eight arms.

Carrying Han Xi's figure, he charged into the peak battlefield of Palm Life.

With the participation of Kong Ju and Bai Yuanqi, the battle became six against seven, and the pressure on the four people including Wu Yuan Patriarch was suddenly reduced.

Ao Xin was the only one left, still dragging two top-level starry sky robes, fighting all the way out of the starry sky. The aftermath of the energy even distorted the starlight from the outside world.

Ao Xin was able to fight two enemies at once in the Endless Sea and devour alive a peak master from the Cangming Realm.

But he couldn't defeat these two Star Robes alone.

Because all the people who can be restrained by the Starry Sky Robe are figures from various factions who were once famous in the Xianyun Realm.

For example, Yu Xianqi, the master of Patriarch Wuyuan, and the second uncle of Emperor Kang Ren.

Even someone as powerful as Dragon Son Ao Xin couldn't possibly defeat two Starry Sky Robes at one against two.

Coincidentally, Han Xi's joining at this moment broke the delicate situation.

"Roar!" The blood-colored tomb beast rushed into the galaxy. Han Xi slashed out with a sword, and the surging sword intent slashed towards a man in a starry sky robe.

That person is not a good person either.

Even if Han Xi launched a sneak attack, he was able to handle it with ease and slapped Han Xi's bloody sword intent with his palm.

Crash! Above the starry sky, an illusion of ocean waves appeared.

Han Xi's sword was swallowed by the huge waves.

The man in the starry sky robe is the master of Patriarch Wu Yuan, the nineteenth Lord of the Coral Palace.

The once powerful overlord of the Endless Sea, Sea King Wu Wuji.

"Haha, that feels great!" Han Xi was not surprised but happy, because the strength of the Starry Sky Robe aroused his ferocity. The bloodshot in his eyes became even more intense, and he controlled the tomb beast to pounce into the huge waves.

His entire body turned into a blood-red sword and fought with Wu Wuji.

"Where did this madman come from!" Seeing one of his prey being snatched away, Ao Xin, who revealed his true identity, frowned, but soon felt relieved.

He had to admit that he couldn't fight two people at once.

Even with the joint attack of two peak Starry Sky Robe masters, his dragon body suffered a lot of injuries.

Han Xi's move naturally did not escape Kong Ju's sight.

But his opponent was equally difficult to deal with. He just glanced at Han Xi and quickly looked away.

He looked at Yu Xianqi who was trapped by his other-shore magical power and Feng Tao's Great Burial Snow.

Yu Xianqi was obviously injured by Kong Ju's move, and his bright red blood dyed many red spider lilies red.

According to the characteristics of his magical power of the other shore, as long as the red spider lily is almost breaking his skin, even if he is at the peak of his power, his soul will be robbed of a lot of vitality, causing the battle situation to tilt towards Kong Ju.

However, Yu Xianqi's condition was clearly not right and could not be explained by common sense.

"Fortunately, his movements have been blocked. Without his unpredictable movements, the threat posed by his archery has been largely reduced."

Kong Ju also knew that when facing an archery expert like Yu Xianqi, he could not afford to make any mistakes.

We must seize every opportunity and put the enemy to death, otherwise the situation may be reversed.

So he took advantage of the moment when Yu Xianqi was trapped by his own magical powers.

Kong Jue cast the first immortal talisman of the Sealing Talisman, the Blooming Spirit, without hesitation.

His fingers danced in the air in front of him, drawing mysterious lines.

During this process, all the monks on the battlefield felt something was wrong.

They were unable to borrow the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

There is a force that is aggressively extracting the spiritual energy of this world.

The sense of plunder was so strong that even the most powerful people at the peak of their powers could no longer rely on the power of heaven and earth, and the power of their Taoism and magical powers was greatly reduced.

Therefore, countless people turned their attention to the source of draining the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

All I saw was a young man standing in a bright moon, using his fingers as a pen to draw mysterious runes in the air.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth, rolling like a torrent, was all poured into the rune.

Every rune was not only blessed by the young man's own spiritual cultivation, but also infused with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

The talisman had not yet taken shape, but the pressure that made the palm-born master feel suffocated in his chest had already been centered on the half-finished talisman, pressing down between heaven and earth. (End of this chapter)