"Tread on the ground and swallow the sky!" Just when Fu Fengming was about to be killed by Zhao Weihu's offensive like a moth flying into the flames, the purple wood unicorn suddenly burst out with a roar, and there was a crackling sound in the sky, and a bolt of lightning struck.

Zhao Weihu was moved by the sound, his expression couldn't help but change, he subconsciously turned his head to look at the Zimu Qilin, and saw that Zimu Qilin had launched some big move, and a huge Qilin shadow appeared in the sky. I saw this Qilin

The phantom's mouth opened angrily, as if it wanted to swallow the entire sky.

The Nine Heavens Remnant Formation becomes stronger when it encounters strength. When Zimu Qilin launches this most powerful move, there is also a burst of light, and there is even a buzzing sound like thousands of monks chanting Buddha.

"How can I allow you clowns like you to show off your power in front of me?" Zimu Qilin had a solemn look on his face. He raised one palm to the sky and suddenly waved downwards. The huge Qilin shadow suddenly shot out from the air with its limbs.

Regardless of the dense rain of red light emitted by the Nine Heavens Remnant Formation, it rushed straight towards Zhao Weihu.

Under the pressure and weakening of the Nine Heavens Remnant Formation, the figure of the Kirin Phantom continued to shrink, and its power continued to weaken. But when it broke through the Nine Heavens Remnant Formation, the power and attack power it unleashed still caused a great deal of damage to Zhao Weihu.

Strong oppression and threats.[

Zhao Weihu's expression changed wildly, and he had no choice but to let Fu Fengming go, and instead concentrated all his mind and spiritual power to deal with the Qilin phantom that was rushing towards him.

"How is that possible?" When the qilin shadow was approaching him and Zhao Weihu was about to use all his power, the qilin shadow suddenly exploded. With its powerful power and the impact of the explosion, Zhao Weihu could only

Before he could even let out a exclamation, he flew backwards as if he had been hit by a speeding car.

The power of this blow was really not small. Before Zhao Weihu could even hit the ground, he opened his mouth and spat out more than ten blood arrows. His clothes became ragged and his hair was as fluffy as weeds. It was clear at a glance that he was seriously injured.

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But compared to Zimu Qilin, Zhao Weihu's injuries were nothing more than child's play. He used all his strength and used the trick of 'stepping on the ground and swallowing the sky', and Zimu Qilin collapsed on the ground, with blood gushing out of his mouth.

It couldn't be stopped, with a majestic face, pale and without a trace of blood. Anyone could see that Zimu Qilin had completely lost its fighting power. At this time, even standing had become a problem.

Zimu Qilin did not bother to check on his injuries. After knocking Zhao Weihu away, he immediately turned his attention to Fu Fengming. Whether he could help Nangong Yao get out of the predicament now all depends on Fu Fengming.

Fu Fengming also really surprised Zimu Qilin. A seventh-level monk dared to take action against a tenth-level monk. This already required a lot of courage to do it. But Fu Fengming not only did it, he didn't even have a trace on his face.

There is no fear, only iron-like determination, which is really not easy for a girl.

Zimu Qilin's mind was lifted up and he saw hope. Fu Fengming did not need to be better than Cai Dingshan in cultivation. At this time, Cai Dingshan and Nangong Yao were in a confrontation, maintaining a delicate balance. Fu Fengming only needed a little

By exerting force, this balance can be broken. Once the balance is broken, Cai Dingshan will suffer disaster.

Success or failure depended on this move. Not only did Zimu Qilin hold his breath, but Nangong Yao also looked solemn. He used the power in his body regardless of the cost, and cooperated with Fu Fengming's offensive, vowing to kill Cai Dingshan in one fell swoop.

It stands to reason that in the face of such a dangerous situation, Cai Dingshan would lose his composure and be in a hurry. However, Nangong Yao was surprised to find that Cai Dingshan, not to mention being in a hurry, did not even change his face at all, and still looked proud of having a chance to win.

Nangong Yao didn't believe that Cai Dingshan had such calming skills. Since Cai Dingshan was either forcing himself to be calm or relying on something else, the hope that had just surged in Nangong Yao's heart was instantly extinguished by a basin of cold water.

"No! Feng Ming, retreat quickly!" Nangong Yao suddenly exclaimed, even her voice changed a bit.

At this moment, the smile at the corner of Cai Dingshan's mouth suddenly spread and turned into a heart-stopping, ferocious smile.

"Since you are deliberately seeking death, then I will help you!" When Fu Fengming came closer, Cai Dingshan said coldly. He originally held the sword with both hands, but instantly changed it to holding the sword with one hand.

"What?!" Seeing Cai Dingshan's actions, Fu Fengming opened his mouth in shock, his eyes full of disbelief. In the confrontation between the two, Cai Dingshan did not use his full strength, otherwise he would never dare to do anything rashly

act like this.

Cai Dingshan ignored Fu Fengming's shock. He raised his left hand slightly and easily defused Fu Fengming's attack. Fu Fengming's heart tightened. Before he could react, Cai Dingshan's momentum exploded again.

, and directly sent Fu Fengming flying back in the air. Cai Dingshan did not intend to let Fu Fengming go just like that, and then swept out another palm, a powerful palm force, like a tracking missile, chasing after Fu Fengming

The sound broke through the air and rushed out.

"It's over!" Zimu Qilin sighed sadly and closed his eyes unbearably.

Cai Dingshan's palm contained at least 80% of his power, and it was definitely not something Fu Fengming, a seventh-level monk, could resist.

"No!" Seeing that Fu Fengming was about to die under Cai Dingshan's palm, Nangong Yao yelled anxiously. If Fu Fengming died because of her carelessness and underestimated the enemy, then she would never forgive herself in her life.

Enraged, Nangong Yao didn't care about that. The spiritual power in her body surged wildly, and she abruptly broke off the confrontation with the Heaven-Slaying Immortal Sword. She slashed out her right palm and tried her best to block Cai Dingshan's palm force that wanted to take Fu Fengming's life.

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"Hehe... you are looking for death!" Seeing Nangong Yao so crazy, Cai Dingshan was surprised and happy, and he would not let go of this perfect opportunity. He stabbed the Heaven-killing Immortal Sword in his hand and immediately pierced Nangong Yao's shoulder.

, the tip of the sword penetrated Nangong Yao's back.

Although the sword wound caused Nangong Yao heartache, it was nothing compared to the pain of spiritual power backlash. Withdrawing forcefully not only allowed the sword energy of the Heaven-Slaying Immortal Sword to take advantage of the weakness, but also Nangong Yao's own spiritual power.

It started a backlash on her body. Under the two-phase attack, Nangong Yao's condition can be imagined. Several meridians in her body were broken, and all the internal organs were damaged and displaced.

"Hahaha... bratty girl, now you know how powerful I am, right?" Nangong Yao was seriously injured in one fell swoop, and Cai Dingshan laughed wildly with pride.

That ferocious smile fell into Nangong Yao's eyes, and it was as hateful as he wanted. Holding the edge of the Heaven-killing Immortal Sword with his left hand, Nangong Yao's right hand suddenly raised high, and hit Cai Dingshan's chest fiercely.

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"What are you doing!?" Cai Dingshan did not expect that Nangong Yao, as a woman, could be so strong and tenacious, and could launch an attack under such circumstances. With a cry of surprise, Cai Dingshan subconsciously wanted to pull the Heaven-Slaying Immortal Sword from Nangong Yao.
Chapter completed!