The land of Fengyuan.

The battle was fierce, and at the critical moment, a figure in green arrived in time and waved his sword to block the attack of the Taoist Saint.

The edge of the sword is bone-chillingly cold.

"Senior sister, take good care of senior brother."

Li Ziye turned his palms, sent Brother Shengzi behind him out of the battle, and said.

"good!"

An Chenchen responded with a happy face.

"Junior brother, be careful."

Xiang Yunfei, who was sent out of the battle, staggered to steady his body, looked at his junior brother who arrived in time, and reminded him weakly.

"Senior brother, don't worry."

Li Ziye turned his back to the two of them, looking at the disciples of the three major sects in front of him, and said coldly, "Since senior brother has achieved this level, then junior brother, I will do even more amazingly!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the pure Jun sword in Li Ziye's hand erupted with fierce sword energy, knocking back the three approaching disciples.

Ahead, the Taoist Saint wiped the blood from her mouth and her face darkened.

Trouble!

This kid caught up so quickly.

Then are the saint sons of her Tiantao Sect and Tianzhu Sect coming soon?

In addition, there is also the Holy Son of Tianqiong Sect!

The former enemy has now become the helper that the Taoist Saint is eager to see. In this battle for the spot in the spiritual pool, the situation has changed several times. The enemy and the enemy can only think about each other.

"What are you waiting for, your holy son? It's a pity that you didn't have time to wait until they arrived!"

Li Ziye looked at the expressions of the Taoist Saint and the disciples of the three sects in front of him, and said something coldly, then his figure passed by and took the initiative.

The pure Jun passed by with a dazzling edge.

The Taoist Saint turned her palms to block the sword edge, and then she took a few steps back with her sword energy and palm force.

Seriously injured, and having fought a battle with Holy Son Tianhun before, Holy Maiden Tiantao is now approaching her limit. How can she stop the furious Li Ziye?

The martial arts of Tiantao Sect can restrain the Wuji Book of Chaos, but the martial arts of Li Ziyehui can only control the Wuji Book of Chaos.

At this moment, Li Ziye didn't even use any moves anymore. One sword, one sword, one palm, one palm, no move, no move, venting his anger.

The sword was as fast as lightning and her moves were fierce. The Taoist Saint was embarrassed to block the move. The moment the flaw appeared, Li Ziye turned his palm to condense his energy and struck it with one palm.

A sudden huge earthquake, a heavy palm, without mercy, directly shook the Taoist Saint girl ten feet away.

Blood splattered, dyeing the land of the Abyss red.

The astonishing scene completely shocked everyone present.

On a normal day, Li Ziye might have to fight for a while against an opponent of the level of the Taoist Saint.

but.

The Taoist Saint, who had been drained to the last bit of her health by successive battles, had long lost her qualifications to stand in front of Li Ziye.

The two saints Tiantao and Tianzhu were severely injured and almost lost their fighting power. Only the disciples of the three sects were left present.

"Next, it's your turn!"

Li Ziye glanced at the three disciples in front of him, the coldness in his eyes did not diminish at all, and he said coldly.

This moment.

The deepest part of the land of Fengyuan.

"What on earth is he going to do?"

The Holy Son of Qinglong looked at the battle ahead and said in a solemn voice, "If you don't win your spot quickly, the Holy Sons of the other three sects should be here soon."

"Maybe, he's just waiting for those three people."

On the side, Holy Goddess Xuanwu condensed her expression and responded, "He is unwilling to pass the finish line and is so anxious to clear out the opponents in front of him. I am afraid that he is preparing to face the three saints."

"madman."

Next to her, White Tiger Saint Luoyang said in a deep voice, "Those three saints are not as seriously injured as Tiantao and Tianzhu. If the three of them arrive, no one can say what the situation will be like.

good."

"So what?"

On the far right of the four, Fu Tianxi, who had been quiet for a long time, spoke with an indifferent expression, "We have already reached this level. Wouldn't it be a pity to stop now? It's just one-on-three. If you don't fight hard, how will you know where your limit is?"

"Fu Tianxi, what are you talking about?"

The Qinglong Holy Son frowned and asked in confusion, "Are you familiar with that Qingyi disciple?"

"Not familiar."

Fu Tianxi said lightly, "I'm not familiar with it now, but in the future, who knows."

The four of them were talking.

The three sect leaders Tiantao, Tianzhu and Tianqiong who were watching the battle also looked very ugly. They never thought that the situation would turn out like this.

An unknown Tsing Yi disciple, together with a Holy Son of Heavenly Hun, actually pushed their three major sects into such a state of embarrassment.

"Master Tianhun, you have already obtained four quotas. With the disciple in green, there are even five quotas. Aren't you satisfied?" Tianqiong Sect Master couldn't help but speak and said in a deep voice.

On the side, the heads of the Tiantao and Tianzhu sects also looked over, their expressions gloomy.

"I will be outside, and my sect master's orders will not be obeyed."

Yao Tianhun stared at the battle ahead and sneered, "The disciples can do whatever they want. I can't control it, and you are even less qualified to do it."

When the three sect leaders heard the former's answer, they clenched their hands tightly and could not hide the anger in their eyes.

It's so abominable!

at the same time.

In the battle ahead.

Li Ziye fought with one enemy against many and used all his fighting power to quickly clear away the miscellaneous fish that might be in the way for a while.

One, two, three...

Like the two saints Tiantao and Tianzhu, the disciples of the three sects present had basically been beaten to residual blood by Xiang Yunfei. Li Ziye cleaned them up without spending much effort.

soon.

No one can stand up, inside or outside the battle.

"call!"

Li Ziye stopped and took a deep breath.

Finally I can take a break.

Wait, there is still a fierce battle, it will be better if you can recover a little now.

"Junior brother, how about you come over here."

At the finish line, An Chenchen saw this and said.

"No rush."

Li Ziye said something, cleared a piece of ground, sat down, and said calmly, "Wait for the three saints, count the time, they will almost catch up."

"What are you waiting for them to do?"

An Chenchen couldn't help but ask.

"Of course it's a fight."

Li Ziye smiled and said, "Senior sister, when I go there now, there are already six quotas. Once the three saints arrive, won't all the quotas be full? How can that be done? We Tianhun Sect still has a few senior brothers and sisters who don't have it.

Come out."

Hearing this, An Chenchen looked shocked and said in disbelief, "Do you want to block the three sects' saints until the other junior brothers and sisters come out?"

"Almost."

Li Ziye nodded and responded, "Try your best, I may not be able to last that long, but it should be about the same."

"Arrogant!"

At the finish line, Saint Tianqiong heard what the former said, a flash of anger flashed across her charming face, and said, "Before, without the help of my holy son from Tianqiong Sect, you couldn't even stop the Holy Son of Tiantao.

Don’t think that you can really do whatever you want if you block the two seriously injured saints, Tiantao and Tianzhao, you just got an advantage!"

"Maybe."

Li Ziye smiled softly and said, "I haven't beaten him yet, who knows."

"Little junior brother."

Next to An Chenchen, Xiang Yunfei took the elixir to temporarily suppress his injury. He opened his eyes and said with concern, "Don't force it. If it doesn't work, just come here."

"Senior brother, don't worry, what I don't like the most is forcing myself." Li Ziye responded with a smile.

The two of them stopped talking.

In the fog ahead, a trace of fluctuation appeared.

Li Ziye felt this, narrowed his eyes slightly, stood up and raised his sword.

Coming.

Everyone was watching. Three figures emerged from the formation in front of them. Powerful waves of true energy filled the air. They were none other than the Holy Sons of the three major sects.

The three people showed up, saw the scene in front of them, and quickly realized what was going on.

Ten feet away.
Chapter completed!