A violent gust of wind began to rage on the sky that had already appeared in a dark red.
Here, there are very few Yanxians who can gain a foothold.
Gongzilin, who was slightly inferior in strength, dragged Gongziyu out at the last moment.
At this moment, there were only less than ten figures standing.
Young Master Jiu's face was gloomy, his white court suit was already broken, and his long black hair was broken and his belt was fluttering in the wind.
Standing opposite him was the little emperor whose mouth was filled with divine blood and whose breath was extremely decayed.
His palm holding the soft sword was trembling, but his eyes were still looking at Gongzi Jiu with disdain and sarcasm.
"I said it last, give the Xiantao to me and then get out." Gongzijiu's voice became colder and the murderous intent in his eyes gradually became unconcealed.
The little emperor with a bright red cheek on his cheek coughed out a wisp of divine blood, and then said quietly, "You said, how many days have the Xiantao been on this emperor? It should be six days, right?"
Gongzi Jiu's face turned cold. It was indeed six days since the fairy Tao disappeared. During these six days, he had the opportunity to kill the little emperor several times, but he did not kill because of some concerns.
This also causes time to pass quickly.
Once the fairy peach stays in the hands of a certain Yanxian for seven days, the dispute over the peach grab will be concluded.
And this is the last day.
"You really don't plan to hand it over to me?" Young Master Jiu stepped forward, and a terrifying power swept up.
The little emperor's thin figure seemed to fall down at any time.
But there was no fear in his eyes, and the sarcasm was even more obvious. "Idiot, don't you really think that Xiantao is in my hands, right?"
Gongzi Jiu's eyes narrowed. Just as he was about to speak, a stone filled with power hit the back of his head without warning.
"Idiot, look here."
A clear voice sounded, and when I looked at it, a black-shirted Ranger held a fairy peach in his left hand, looking at him with a smile.
Young Master Jiu's pupils shrank, and he clearly remembered that he had killed him with one blow.
"How come you are not dead?"
"If I die, how can I take revenge with myself?" Jian Wushuang said calmly by stuffing Xiantao into his arms.
The next moment, he suddenly set off, carried the endless momentum, and ran into Gongzi Jiu without fear.
Looking at the returning figure, the little emperor vomited a deep breath and completely relaxed.
The most magnificent style of the Heavenly Gate is pressing down, and the unparalleled surging power almost completely suppressed Gongzi Jiu at the moment of collision.
At the same time, Jian Wushuang pulled out the Tailuo Divine Sword and slashed down with great force.
A sword is worth ten thousand swords. Jian Wushuang, who has recovered to the peak, has a great sword opening and closing, full of domineering intentions. For a moment, the oppressed young master Jiu couldn't fight back.
Gongzijiu was very frustrated, and at the same time he also understood why Gongziyu was unable to compete with him before.
This Yanxian is extraordinary!
A sword intent burst out from the galaxy river, lake and sea, and a terrifying sword intent swept up, causing Gongzi Jiu, who was too late to be prepared to suffer a heavy loss!
Killed out with one kick, Jian Wushuang retreated a thousand feet with the force and broke away from the battle circle.
The white ward of the teeth was completely broken, and the skin cut by thousands of sword intents oozed out of the red divine blood.
The young master was extremely angry. The seemingly terrifying sword intent stopped when it hit him, but it only tore his clothes apart, and it was not even a serious injury. This was an insult to him.
He couldn't bear it, and a light red scroll of thousands of miles spread out between his palms.
At the same time, a chaotic aura that was as silk as fog appeared behind Gong Zijiu, and there was an unimaginable power surge.
Jian Wushuang also put away his contempt. He could feel that such moves had already surpassed the current realm.
"Damn it, since you are back to die, I will fulfill your wish!" Young Master Jiu couldn't help but speak out in anger, and at the same time he stretched out his palms and closed it suddenly.
The chaotic aura that was as silk as fog behind him soared into the air.
Jian Wushuang wanted to avoid it, but found that the light red scroll that spread to his feet at some point, as if it were some kind of restriction, trapping him firmly in place.
Two pungent immortal poses surrounded Xiang Jian Wushuang, and he could not survive at all!
A sneer even appeared on the face of the young master Jiu's Yingwu.
The chaotic aura that was as silk as fog, swallowed Jian Wushuang without any accident.
The little emperor who was watching from afar was suddenly shocked. He truly understood the terribleness of Gongzi Jiu.
If I had no fairy style, I would never be able to escape from him!
Even if Jian Wushuang is too powerful, he may not be able to escape.
"This guy can't die like this." The little emperor shook his head and looked tightly into the distance.
There, it seemed as if the chaotic aura of the unknown monster was eroding something.
A hint of pleasure flashed across Gongzi Jiu's face. Nothing more pleasant to see the person who dared to resist him die in front of him.
Looking at the chaotic aura that was constantly squirming and thinking that the time was almost over, he waved his hand and prepared to recall it.
However, the next moment, a mountain divine peak that was suddenly erected to the extreme suddenly pushed open the chaotic aura.
At the same time, a waterfall hanging down from the sky and completely poured down.
Another big sun emerged out of thin air, shining brilliantly.
Such a strange atmosphere actually dispelled the chaotic aura in a moment.
You know, that is the most difficult fairy tale.
The young master opened his eyes wide and looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.
When the chaotic aura completely dissipated, the thin and firm figure appeared again!
Jian Wushuang's eyes reflected endless stars.
At the center of his eyebrows, a galaxy composed of seven stars was slowly moving.
Facing Gongzijiu, he pointed out with a single point.
The huge water transformed from the power of the power roared and swept away directly.
At the same time, the long wind, mountains, rivers, and sun are all there to see natural scenes appear one by one.
The unimaginable landscape actually appeared on the same stage at this moment, and all of them hit Gongzijiu.
Jian Wushuang's eyes gradually became clear, and he slowly curled the corners of his mouth.
The magnificent galaxy that was built in his mind was now embodied by him.
The so-called little mountain and river is a thought of mountain and river.
What the heart thinks of will form its own mountains and rivers.
All these wonders are what Jian Wushuang thinks.
Everything you think is done, and all the mountains and rivers are used by me.
At this moment, Jian Wushuang can use everything in the entire heaven.
The two-fingered halberd was opened, and the giant mountain divine peak that was originally pulled out by Gongziyu, had grown out of the clouds at this moment. Facing Gongzijiu, the boundless divine peak covered pressing down.
The young master Jiu, who barely got rid of the huge water and endured the scorching sun, was already in great pain.