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Chapter seven hundred and thirty-six fusion, three voices in unison(1/2)

Fang Zhengzhi obviously could not care about the issue of Saint Tianxu. Seeing that the black light gushing out of Yuan Rong was sucked, the scarless sword in his hand also slashed directly towards the black light.

"Sing!"

The dragon roars rise.

The purple light surged, and at the same time, there was a faint black flame burning among the purple light, just like a purple dragon in the fire.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang.

The entire black light was completely cracked, as if it was split into two halves by a sword, turning into two balls of black light.

At the same time, two figures also emerged from the black light and fell directly to the ground.

"Puff!" A mouthful of blood spurted out of Yuanrong's mouth and fell into the figures on the ground, which also made Yuanrong's face turn extremely pale in an instant: "How is it possible?! This kid is just a realm of reincarnation, and he can actually break my way of shadow escape with one sword!"

"Brother, are you okay?" The dick of the Three Saints of Black Moon Island was also a little pale, but it seemed better than Yuan Rong.

After all, he took the sword under the protection of Yuan Rong's shadow escape, so the injury on his body was not too serious, which made him pounce on Yuan Rong's side as soon as he hit the ground.

"Breaking the shadow with one sword?! This little brat is growing too fast!" Saint Tianxu was really shocked. After all, they were two powerful people in the holy realm.

For Shadow Gate, intelligence collection has always been the top priority, but even Shadow Gate is unlikely to cover the intelligence network into the Heavenly Dao Pavilion in the Holy Domain.

Therefore, the Saint Tianxu didn’t know much about the battle at Tiandao Pavilion a month ago. He only knew some general details and situations.

After all, this matter can be regarded as a secret in the entire Sanctuary, and it is a secret that no one dares to mention.

Of course, these are not the most important things. Now in the heart of the Saint Tianxu, the most important thing is not that he has mastered the Hell and Yin-Yang Hall, but that he has actually begun to learn to combine the Hell and Yin-Yang Way.

When the disciples of Tiandao Pavilion saw such an exaggerated scene, their faces were obviously filled with shock. After all, this was the first time for them to see someone using Hell and Yin-Yang Dao like this.

"I actually injured two holy realms by one person?!"

"Fang Zhengzhi, is he so strong?"

"Even if Yuan Rong was injured, this is incredible, right?"

The disciples of Tiandao Pavilion were shocked, but they didn't care about Yuan Rong and others, because there were disciples of Shadow Sect coming like a tide in front of them.

"Using the Yin-Yang Mirror to open up the cycle of heaven and earth, this is equivalent to double the power of the Hell Road. Monster, this kid is really a monster!" The second elder looked at this scene and his eyes were truly frightened for the first time: "You can't let him leave, you must not let him leave! The fourth and sixth, take action!"

As the second elder's voice fell, the golden sword in his hand was raised high again, and then he rushed directly towards Fang Zheng.

"Yes! Second brother!"

"good!"

When the Fourth and Sixth Elders saw this scene in front of them, they also had the same thoughts as the Second Elders’ hearts. To merge the two great ways, this was a real evil act.

You must never let the tiger return to the mountain again.

Therefore, after hearing the words of the second elder, the fourth elder and the sixth elder nodded immediately. At the same time, they followed the second elder and took action.

"Protect Yan Xiu!" Yan Qianli seemed to be prepared for a long time. When he saw the Second Elder, Fourth Elder and others taking action, he rushed up directly.

His body was as lightning, and at the same time, two blood-red spears quickly condensed in his hands, one left and one right, and stabbed directly at the second and fourth elders in front.

"By one against three? Yan Qianli, you are simply overestimating your ability! Fourth and sixth, you don't have to worry about him, I'll do it!" The second elder looked at Yan Qianli who was blocking him, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. The golden sword in his hand became several times larger in an instant, turning into a giant sword flashing with extremely dazzling golden light.

Slash with one sword!

The whole space seemed to be broken.

The sharp sword light, with a sharp sword roar, directly blocked all the two blood-red spears that Yan Qianli stabbed over.

"Okay!" The fourth elder and the sixth elder also looked at each other at this moment, and both saw the same thoughts in each other's eyes. They didn't fight with Yan Qianli at all, and rushed towards Fang Zhengzheng straight.

"Stop them!" Yan Qianli shouted immediately.

With Yan Qianli's order, fifty disciples rushed out of the Shadow Sect's disciples instantly and stopped the fourth and sixth elders.

"Kill!" With a solemn sound of killing, fifty disciples rushed forward without hesitation. Each of them had a determination to die with a firm determination.

"Looking for death!" The fourth and sixth elders looked cold, and long swords were also lit in their hands at the same time, and they instantly rushed into the formation set up by the five disciples.

Blood splattered and screamed.

"Old man Tianxu!" Yan Qianli was obviously a little sad when he saw such a tragic scene. After all, it took a lot of effort to cultivate these disciples.

Moreover, he has not been a saint for a long time after all. Even though he can compete with the second elder for a while because of the advantages of Shura Dao, there is still a gap in real strength.

"Oh... I agreed to watch the show? Sure enough, I still have to see me!" Saint Tianxu sighed, without hesitation, and rushed forward as soon as he moved his body.

At the same time, the whisk in his hand also raised to the sky, and turned into silver silk threads all over the sky, attacking the fourth and sixth elders. Each silver silk thread was flashing with a faint cold light, with a metallic luster.

It's very obvious.

This is a melee.

The core of the melee is Fang Zhengzhi, Yuan Rong and the position of the three saints of Heiyue Island. Almost all the powerful people in the holy realm are moving towards this core position.

Fang Zhengzhi is very clear about the current situation.

Even though the Shadow Sect has an absolute advantage over the disciples, there is a big gap between them on the side of the real strong man.

How could the three elders of the Heavenly Dao Pavilion be so easy to hold on?

Without hesitation, he rushed towards Yuan Rong directly. As he rushed over, five chains of different colors rushed out of the ground.

Lock of Hell!

The moment the five chains rushed out, they directly wrapped themselves up at Yuan Rong and the three saints of Heiyue Island, as fast as lightning.

"Puff!" Yuan Rong had just gotten up a little, and before he had time to get off the ground, he was directly penetrated by a hell lock, and his body, which had been half-standing, was also buried on the ground again.

This also filled Yuanrong's eyes with horror.

At this moment, he truly understood how powerful it is when the three great ways of the local hell, Yin-Yang, and Punicada, appeared together on a person!

"No! This kid is still good at heaven!" Yuan Rong's back suddenly cooled down, and suddenly, he also felt a strong danger attacking him.

He wanted to hide, but after his right leg was pierced by the Hell Lock, he could not move at all, so the only thing he could do was to block the attack behind him.

But, can he block it?

"Dragon dances everywhere!"

As a cold voice sounded, Yuan Rong also saw a black shadow appearing behind him, and there was a sword in the shadow's hand, a sword flashing with a strange purple light.

"kill!"

"kill!"

“…”

Eight different directions, eight black shadows, and eight swords flashing with strange purple lights, slashing at the same time at Yuan Rong and the three saints of Heiyue Island.

This is an absolutely shocking scene.

Because, when these eight black shadows set out their swords at the same time, the entire space seemed to collapse completely. Then, eight dragon roars also sounded, and eight purple dragons rushed out.

"Second brother, go!"

"No, I can't leave you, brother!"

"ah!!"

With a painful sound, a black shadow also soared into the sky and fled towards the sky. However, the moment he rushed to the sky, he felt a terrifying pressure pressing down on him.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang.

The black shadow that had originally rushed to the sky was pressed down again and hit the ground hard, and a wisp of blood was directly overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

"Second brother, you..." Yuan Rong looked at the second son of the Three Saints of Heiyue Island that fell back to him, and his expression was obviously a little unwilling.

"Brother, we can't leave. From beginning to end, this kid never thought about letting us go..." The dick of the Three Saints of Black Moon Island looked up at the huge figure in the sky, and his chest was slightly undulating.

As he said.

When Fang Zhengzhi used the Yin-Yang Mirror to open up the heaven and earth in the Hell Road, he had never thought about giving them a chance to leave and escape.

Fang Zhengzheng has never been a bloodthirsty person.

However, this time, he did not think about letting Yuanrong, the Three Saints of Heiyue Island and others leave again, because he knew very well how dangerous a person who could do anything was.

today……

The Three Saints of Black Moon Island can use Yan Xiu as hostages.

So, what about tomorrow?

Who can be sure that the Three Saints of Heiyue Island will not use the villagers of Beishan Village as a threat? Or even use their parents as a threat?

This is absolutely unbearable for Fang Zhengzheng.

The idea of ​​eliminating the roots is a bit cruel. However, if a person is too kind, so kind that even though he knows that his opponent has lost the bottom line of being a human being, he still has good intentions and lets himself go, then it is no longer kindness, but rather ignores the lives and safety of his own relatives.

Therefore, the Three Saints of Black Moon Island must die!

"Fang Zhengzheng, even if I die, Jiuding Mountain will definitely not let you go!" Yuan Rong's eyes were full of evil. He hated God's injustice, but he hated Shi Fan even more, because if Shi Fan had not wasted the best opportunity, he would not have come to this point.

But no matter how much he hates it, it is useless.

Because Fang Zhengzhi had already arrived in front of him, and at the same time, the scarless sword in Fang Zhengzhi's hand had also pierced into his heart, and the strange purple light shone in front of his eyes.
To be continued...
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