"Boom!"

The majestic punch waves were like exploding stars, shaking the world.

In an instant, the entire Piaomiao Sect's ground was shaking.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Looking at the blood mist that is constantly blooming and the broken internal organs flying everywhere, everyone's brain goes blank, and they even feel that the scene in front of them is extremely unreal...

"What's going on?"

Nangong Pinghe, Han Changqing, Li Wuwei, Xu Qinghui and others looked astonished.

Baiyue Wuzhao is dead?

The leader of the Demon Xing Sect died so suddenly?

Sikong Tianwei, the head of the Tiangu Sect, and Ji Lingjun, the head of the Black Witch Sect, were even more stunned...

What happened?

The unstoppable Baiyue Wuzhao, who was killing everyone just a second ago, just disappeared like that?

One punch!

Just one punch!

The other party was blasted into a ball of debris!

This is the strongest person in the Eastern Wasteland second only to Nangong Pinghe!

Just die like that?

Too fake!

So dreamy!

People from all directions watched helplessly as the blood mist continued to enlarge, until the warm blood splashed on their faces, they truly felt the instant death of a strong man!

"Boom!"

The sky was thundering and dark clouds were rolling.

The fear in everyone's hearts continued to expand.

Immediately afterwards, a series of majestic figures appeared in the sky above the Piaomiao Sect.

These figures are all quite young.

"Jiang Jinyue..." Huangji Sect elder Ye Cheng exclaimed excitedly, "Are you back?"

However, the gaze of Nangong Pinghe, the leader of the Huangji Sect, was fixed on the young figure at the head.

The aura exuded by that young figure was so powerful that it was suffocating.

Han Changqing, the third elder, Yan Kexian, Zou Mian and other senior officials of the Piaomiao Sect were all shocked.

"Xiao, Master Xiao Nuo..."

Xiao Nuo?

When he heard this name, there was a huge sensation in Piao Miao Sect.

"Xiao Nuo

The palace master is back?"

"It's really him!"

"Did that punch just now come from him?"

"..."

The storm and turmoil covered the inside and outside of the mountain gate.

On the main peak, Ying Jinhuan's face showed deep surprise.

He is back!

He is back from the Holy Land of Immortal Vault!

Chi Lianshan, the top disciple of the Tiangu Sect, Ji Su from the Black Witch Cult, and Di Langxing from the Yao Xing Sect also looked shocked.

What shocked them was not the appearance of Xiao Nuo, Jiang Jinyue and others.

It was the scene where Baiyue Wuzhao was killed with one punch just now.

Is this how powerful one must be to be able to instantly kill Baiyue Wuzhao, the second strongest man in Donghuang, with one punch?

in the void,

Xiao Nuo looked at the intruders below with an indifferent expression.

He then pointed at Sikong Tianwei, the head of the Tian Gu Sect, and Ji Lingjun, the head of the Black Witch Cult.

"I'll give you a chance, three counts of time... to escape... If you can escape, I will spare your life!"

Everyone's minds were tense.

Sikong Tianwei and Ji Lingjun paused for a moment, then turned around suddenly and ran away from the mountain gate of Piaomiao Sect.

"Walk!"

"Let's go!"

same.

Everyone from the Tiangu Sect, the Black Witch Sect, and the Demon Xing Sect were all panicked.

Especially for the Yao Xing Sect, the death of Bai Yue Wuzhao was so frightening that their courage was shattered.

"Let's go!"

"Leave quickly!"

"..."

After reacting, everyone from the three parties scrambled to escape.

Xiao Nuo counted slowly.

"three!"

"two!"

"..."

"one!"

At the moment when the last number fell,

"Qiang

!”

A sword roar echoed across the battlefield.

Everyone's heartstrings suddenly tightened.

I saw the Sky Burial Sword glowing in Xiao Nuo's hand.

"Seven styles of sky burial, ruthless sword burial, and blood-stained paintings!"

A sword stains the heaven and earth with frost, and the vast sword intention shakes the world.

In an instant, a terrifying vast sword intent imprisoned the Piaomiao Sect's battlefield.

The people from the three parties who were escaping felt that the surrounding space had fallen into a state of stillness.

"This is?" Sikong Tianwei's expression changed drastically.

Ji Lingjun's face was also pale, "I can't move..."

The next second, endless sword light filled the world.

Immediately, the sky was filled with sword light, intertwining in vertical and horizontal directions.

"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"

"Qiang! Qiang! Qiang!"

The magnificent and unparalleled sword light is like the intertwining phantoms of silk and satin, and it is also like the star-marked light blade tearing apart the sky.

One sword after another, killing one figure after another;

"ah!"

"hiss!"

Blood flew and screams continued;

The buried sword is ruthless and blood-stained like a painting!

At this moment, the entire Piaomiao Sect inside and outside directly turned into a bloody world;
To be continued...