Xuanyuan Tian was wearing a gorgeous costume and fell from the sky. Although he was only at the peak of Dongxu cultivation, his aura was far beyond any previous genius.

Immediately after Xuanyuan Tian, ​​there were the other teenagers of the twelve ancient tribes. They landed aside, with a strong aura, especially the unique bloodline on their bodies, which was born with a sense of oppression from a superior creature.

Ying Si and his friends did not feel the pressure of their bloodlines. Since they opened the ancient immortal body, they have been immune to the suppression of their bloodlines.

But the aura of these people made Ying Si and others feel the difference, but they found that the difference was not big, mainly because their own realm was not high!

"What, do you know I have Xiong?"

Xuanyuan Tian raised his head and looked down at him.

"The Pangu Continent, Youxiong, one of the twelve ancient tribes, naturally knows the bloodline of the current Lord of the Sky!" Yi Qianmo said.

"Since you know that I have Xiong, why don't you kneel down and kill me quickly!"

Xuanyuan Tian looked proud. The native in front of him only knew the Youxiong clan, but not the other ancient clans, which means that his Youxiong clan is more famous than the other ancient clans.

"Kneel down and be executed?"

Yi Qianmo smiled and said, "It's very good. Where is your elder? Why don't you come here? Instead, send you a little baby here. Is there no one in the Xiong family?"

"you!!!"

Xuanyuan Tian's face changed and he said coldly, "You humble native, do you still need my elders to come here? In a dream, I can deal with you alone!"

"That's what you said!"

Yi Qianmo said, "If you are tortured and cry, don't ask for help."

Xuanyuan Tian was furious, and suddenly a golden light appeared on his body. An oppressive aura erupted from him. His spiritual power turned into pure gold, surrounding him.

The sword light flashed in his hand, but it was a golden fairy treasure-level flying sword. He held the sword and pointed it at Yi Qianmo, saying, "You don't need to take action, wait until I take off his head!"

The other teenagers didn't say anything. The news about more than 900 geniuses made them skeptical. They also wanted to know how strong Yi Qianmo was!

Xuanyuan Tian swung his sword and slashed it down, and the sword roared like a dragon's roar. He jumped, as if it turned into a golden dragon, which was a sign that the spiritual energy condensed into substance.

"Clang!"

The sword fell, Yi Qianmo waved his sword to block it, and the two swords collided and burst out with a harsh sound of gold and iron attacks, and the void around him rippled. If this weren't in mid-air, it would have affected dozens of miles of area!

The other eleven young men all left the battlefield, and Ying Si and Qingyi also left with them, but no one attacked them.

Everyone's attention was on the two people fighting.

Xuanyuan Tian was extremely experienced in his actions. The golden spiritual energy on his body was obviously cultivating the golden spiritual roots, but he was not a single spiritual root, but a three-type spiritual roots coexist!

With his unique bloodline, his strength is close to that of an ordinary earth immortal!

"Clang clang clang..."

The two fought fiercely, and Yi Qianmo was completely suppressed under Xuanyuan Tian's sword, unable to breathe at all, which made Ying Si and Qingyi and others stunned. They didn't understand why Yi Qianmo, who was so powerful just now, was suppressed under Xuanyuan Tian's sword.

The rest of the people present also breathed a sigh of relief, especially the two elders. Although they did not know how Yi Qianmo killed the more than 900 geniuses, they had no choice but to die for these geniuses.

Even if the two supreme emperors would not punish them, the clans behind these forces would definitely not let them go like this.

But at least one of the twelve young men in front of him can get Yi Qianmo's head, as long as they hold this person's thigh tightly, they will definitely have a bright future in Pangu Continent in the future.

"It's worthy of Youxiong. This golden dragon body is so good to practice!"

The witch boy said.

The golden dragon body of Youxiong was created by the Lord of the Sky today. It was improved from the original bloodline of Youxiong. It ranks in the top ten among the 108 bloodlines of Pangu Continent!

Of course, if it is used by the Lord of the Sky, it will naturally be ranked first.

"Rumor, my master can directly turn into a golden dragon with this golden dragon body, and all laws cannot be invaded!"

The boy from Dapeng clan said.

They had no intention of taking action. In their opinion, Xuanyuan Tian’s move is just what they meant. If Xuanyuan Tian’s strength is consumed here, then the subsequent competition will inevitably be weaker. Why not do it?

But the most uncomfortable thing was the monks in Tianshu City. They hoped that Yi Qianmo could overcome all obstacles and kill these geniuses from Pangu Continent with one sword like before.

But now this scene made them look as if they were dead. If Yi Qianmo died, they would inevitably be implicated, regardless of whether they shouted that sentence.

More than 900 geniuses died here and were killed with one sword. This matter must not be spread. They will be buried with these more than 900 geniuses.

"The twelve ancient tribes, these twelve young men, should be from the twelve ancient tribes in Pangu continent!"

"The strength of Pangu Continent is still so powerful, let alone the bloodline of the Lord of the Sky. Even he can't resist it. Killing us is like killing a chicken."

"It's over, Qianye is over, Tianshu Star is over, we are all over!"

There was a sad mood in Tianshu City, but they did not escape because they could not escape at all. Even if they left Tianshu City, they would still be killed.

The two fought for dozens of rounds, but they did not decide the winner, but Yi Qianmo was suppressed under the sword. The opponent's golden dragon body was much more powerful than Yi Qianmo imagined.

"You were so stubborn before, but why did your sword become so soft now? If you kneel down and kill me now, I can keep your entire body!"

Xuanyuan Tian sneered.

"If you want my head, how can you keep my entire body?"

Yi Qianmo said, "Besides, I just warmed up just now. Let's see how many pounds the descendants of your Lord of the Sky are. Since your elders don't come, I have to vent my anger on you!"

"Shadowless!"

Xuanyuan Tian raised his hand and slashed it down. The sword energy radiated hundreds of feet, and the golden sword light was as dazzling as the sun, covering the sky when it set.

He was like a golden dragon, pressing down on Yi Qianmo.

"Clang!"

When the metal and iron attacked, the sound waves radiated by the collision area, and the void ripples appeared, as if they were about to tear apart.

However, this sword did not look like the slashed swords before, which shocked Yi Qianmo. Yi Qianmo held the Shinto sword in his hand with one hand and blocked Xuanyuan Tian's sword force.

The golden sword energy could not invade the slightest part of the Shrine Sword. The area around Yi Qianmo's body became a vacuum, and the golden sword energy could not enter at all.

Xuanyuan Tian held the sword, gritted his teeth and tried his best, but he could not suppress Yi Qianmo's sword at all!

"What's wrong!"

Everyone present had an ominous premonition.

"It's my turn!"
Chapter completed!