Although Shi Tong was afraid of the terrifying aura and speed that suddenly burst out from Ge Dongxu, no matter how rich his imagination was, he would never have thought that their secret disciples of Tianjianmen could not even stop him!

Therefore, Shi Tong's flying sword attacking Jin Feiyang was not recalled immediately, and he even had a whimful idea to kill Jin Feiyang with all his strength before helping him Ling Tian.

But his flying sword had just faced Jin Feiyang's Ascension Xuanjin Giant Sword. Ge Dongxu had already stepped on Ling Tian with one foot, and then he rushed towards him.

Wherever the iron fist passes, the powerful and rapid compression makes the air explode.

Before the iron fist arrived, there was already a rush of force coming towards him.

Shi Tong was so scared that his soul almost flew up. Without thinking, he wanted to recall the flying sword to resist the iron fist.

He didn't think that the defensive magic weapon he had rushed to block Ge Dongxu's terrifying iron fist.

Ling Tian is the best example, however.

Only the sharpest and hardest flying swords that he became famous for, and the most powerful and exquisite sword immortal technique, can withstand his iron fist.

"Shi Tong, do you really think I'm a decoration?" Shi Tong was about to recall the flying sword, but Jin Feiyang, who seemed to be frightened just now, had a sarcastic look on the corner of his mouth. The golden light of the Rising Black Gold Sword suddenly surged, turning into a flying sword as big as a board, and slashed down at Shi Tong's flying sword.

"What about us!" Almost at the same time, Gongsun Cheng and the other two suddenly activated their magic weapons, attacking Shi Tong's flying sword.

No matter how powerful Shi Tong is, he is only a cultivator at the ninth level of the Dragon and Tiger Realm. Jin Feiyang and the other four were ready to launch. How could his flying sword be returned just by thinking about it?

"Clang! Clang! Clang!" The giant sword of the Rising Black Gold, three-legged tripod, books and fiery red silk satin fell one after another, and dazzling balls of fire burst out from Shi Tong's flying sword.

Shi Tong's flying sword was blocked by this, and Ge Dongxu's iron fist continued to magnify in Shi Tong's pupils.

Then with a "bang", Shi Tong's head was blown up.

All of this seems complicated to say, but in fact it is just a few breaths. When Fushan, who was alert to the approaching powerful death aura around him, came to his senses, Shi Tong was already dead, and Ling Tian was already dying, leaving only the last breath.

Fushan couldn't help but tremble all over, and his eyes looked at Ge Dongxu as if he saw a demon from the eighteenth level of hell.

He could not imagine that in addition to the Jindan Ancestor, there were cultivators who could kill their secret disciples and old elders of the Tianjian Sect so quickly and neatly.

Fushan, who was scared, almost conditioned and conditioned, wanted to fly and escape.

"Where can you escape!" Ge Dongxu shouted coldly when he saw this, and a golden flame rushed out from the top of his head and turned into a long, burning golden bone whip, and whipped it hard at Fushan. It was the Golden Bone Fire Snake Whip.

Almost at the same time, two powerful dead auras swept across the Fushan Mountain from both directions like a rush of mountains.

Then, Fushan saw two silver giant claws lingering with the yin evil spirit qi lingering from the air and grabbed him in front of him.

The giant claw was extremely sharp, exuding an extremely cold and powerful aura of death.

The powerful aura was no less than the secret disciples of the three major sects.

Meeting a master with this powerful aura is enough for Fushan to have a headache. Now two tweaks appear suddenly, and Fushan is so scared that his soul almost flew up. Without thinking, he stopped his figure. The flying sword was divided into three, facing the two giant claws and the Golden Bone Fire Snake Whip that was whipped from behind.

However, Fushan had already consumed a lot of true energy and magic power before, and even suffered a little injury. Now, in a hurry, he controlled the flying sword to resist the attacks of the three powerful people. How could he withstand it?

Suddenly, "clang! clang! clang!" Three loud noises, the blood in Fushan's body churned, the true energy was turbulent, and a mouthful of blood snatched out of his mouth with a mouthful of blood. The light of the flying sword suddenly dimmed, and it was shaking and seemed to fall into the air.

Fushan thought to himself that something was wrong. He was about to rush to the death, but suddenly a mountain of gold appeared above his head and rumbled down.

Before the golden mountain could be completely fell, the pressure was as if the sky had collapsed.

The Mansion Mountain was ashes, and his eyes looked at Ge Dongxu with horror and disbelief.

He has lived for hundreds of years and has a high level of cultivation, so how could he not be able to see that the two zombies and the mountains of gold were all released by Ge Dongxu.

But Fushan couldn't figure out why a person who has reached such a terrifying state of body refining can control two zombies and two magic weapons, and its power is still so huge.

The poor Fushan still didn't know until his death, so Ge ​​Dongxu had many methods not revealed. For example, in addition to these two zombies, in order to prevent them from escaping, Ge Dongxu also laid 60 high-level silver armored zombies on the periphery, and nine Nine Palaces Killing Swords ready to go.

The golden dragon seal fell, and Fushan was instantly crushed into meat paste.

"Is that over?" Although Jin Feiyang and others had already predicted that they would definitely be the winner of this battle, when they saw that the two elders of the Tianjian Sect were killed in the blink of an eye, the secret disciple Ling Tian was trapped in the earth, dying, and still could not believe that all this was true.

When did the elders and secret disciples of the three major sects become so weak? So vulnerable?

"Don't stand there, clean the battlefield immediately!" Ge Dongxu was more calm, and explained in a deep voice. His body suddenly returned to its original form, and zombies emerged from all directions, and then they were marked as black shadows and penetrated into his corpse-sealing ring.

Ling Tian, ​​who had not completely closed his eyes, watched dozens of zombies appear in all directions, and then was put away by Ge Dongxu. Both of his eyes suddenly widened, as if a dead person suddenly returned to his soul.

"The secret disciples of the three major sects are amazing!" Ge Dongxu put away the zombies and magic weapons, stepped onto the deep pit where Ling Tian was trapped, looked down at Ling Tian, ​​and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"After the Ghost Fog War Ruins, there are rumors that Pang Ruohai is missing. I thought he had obtained a treasure in the Ghost Fog War Ruins and hid it. Now it seems that he is dead in your hands." Ling Tian looked at Ge Dongxu and said bitterly.

"You know it too late." Ge Dongxu said lightly.

"Yes, if I knew that you could even kill Pang Ruohai, you would not be so arrogant in the ghost fog war back then, and you would not be ignored here today." Ling Tian said, his voice getting smaller and weaker and weaker.

"If, how many ifs are there in this world!" Ge Dongxu smiled coldly, stomped his feet on the ground, and a powerful force suddenly attacked Ling Tian's body through the earth. Ling Tian immediately turned his eyes and died completely.
Chapter completed!