Everything in front of him gradually became clear, Ji Xu's eyes narrowed slightly, but the first thing he saw was Xiao Lu.

The latter looked calm, and even had a faint smile on his face. After detecting Ji Xu's gaze, he did not dodge. Instead, he blinked slightly, with a little smile on his slightly thin face.

Ji Xu frowned.

The barrier that was originally covered by the battle platform was covered with cracks. The young elites all fell to the ground and wailed, and some even had bleeding eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and their faces were like gold paper. Above the barrier, several figures stood.

Zhou Yan had no calmness and peace at the beginning. At this time, he was like a dehydrated fish and was pinched by a white palm, and his whole body hung on it.

The owner of the palm is naturally Donghuang Taiyi. The original golden light dissipated and showed his true appearance.

He was tall and tall, with a black robe carved with dragons and phoenixes on his black robe. He was tied with a golden sun and moon curtain on his long hair. Underneath it, half of the shadow was the look of a handsome middle-aged man.

The appearance looks a bit heroic and upright, making people feel a sense of pressure at a glance, and they are deeply impressed.

But when the bead curtain on the crown was blown by the wind, the exposed eyes were like the bright moon in the sky, like a big sun, making people's eyes hurt. After that, all you can see is the ambition that seemed to be able to burn the wild wilderness.

Without any concealment, the forbearance of the eagle and the wolf's gaze echoed the dignity and dignity. The contradiction reached the extreme, and the senses that this person showed were even more complicated.

It was the first time everyone present saw the true face of the legendary person, even Yuli was the same. At this time, they were intimidated by the other party's aura and completely forgot what to do.

"The head of the family, I will accept it first."

Suddenly, Donghuang Taiyi glanced around, and when he chuckled, he felt a little disdainful, and even more arrogant.

A faint light flashed on Zhou Yan's palm, and then he swung the figure in his hand out. What was strange was that after he threw Zhou Yan out, there was still a phantom on his hand.

"Soul-Sliding Hand."

Yuli was the first to react. She naturally recognized the secret inheritance technique of the Donghuang lineage, and knew that the soul pulled out by the "Soul Flying Hand" was no different from the soul that left the body when death was natural. However, if the soul was not stopped and the soul was returned to the body in the shortest time, then this person would be really dead.

The soul can no longer enter the body, and can only be like a lonely ghost, either entering the samsa of reincarnation or dissipating at any time. But now it seems that Donghuang Taiyi clearly intends to take Zhou Yan's soul into his own use.

Everything was just a flash of thought. Yuli raised her hand and pointed it like a sword. The water vapor that had already filled the surroundings turned into thousands of flying knives and slashed directly at the tall figure not far away in front of her.

It was a completely indiscriminate attack, because this attack would not hurt the soul body, so she naturally did not worry about causing damage to Zhou Yan.

After she took action, the rest of the people naturally reacted, not to mention the heads of the four families in Beijing, but Yuanji, the heir of the Sidao Guoyuan family, suddenly made a knife. With one sword, the wind and clouds changed color.

The two end spaces that were originally affected by Yuli and Donghuang Taiyi in the cave were cut open at this time, and the remaining momentum of this sword did not diminish. After a flash of momentum, it suddenly fell in front of Donghuang Taiyi.

"Good sword technique, good knife intention."

Donghuang Taiyi said with praise. At this time, the killing moves from the heads of the four families in the capital were approaching, but he was still calm. He held Zhou Yan's soul with one hand and shook his long black sleeve with the other hand. The dark hole appeared in the open cuffs. Then, whether it was the sword light that slashed or the rain-inspired sword light that splashed all over the sky, they were all gathered into the cuffs.

He didn't even look at it. The long sleeves he had closed were naturally rolled up, and the exposed palms formed a fist, directly hitting Bai Di who was hit with the same punch.

The unparalleled body refining method of Bai Di's body surging, and the deep blue light seemed to turn him into a thunder ball. He was already good at the ultimate close combat. The lightning energy converted from blood and energy stimulated the cell activity that formed the body to the greatest extent. It is no exaggeration to say that the body in the world becomes a saint, but under the seemingly casual punch of Donghuang Taiyi, Bai Di flew backwards.

The phantom of the mad lion on the fists collapsed directly, and a depressing cry was faintly heard, and the lightning energy surrounding the body was also stagnant and flowing under this attack. The "thunder" method in the six arts did not appear at all, and then it disappeared by itself as it flew backwards.

The most terrifying thing is that Bai Di's shirtless upper body was covered with fine cracks. His originally muscle-burning body seemed like a porcelain that was about to be broken, as if it was fired with ice cracks.

'Bang!'

Bai Di was smashed into the stands and dust filled with dust.

The head of the Tai Shu family is also skilled in melee combat, but at this time he was intimidated by the momentum. When the breath was short, Donghuang Taiyi closed his fists and closed his sleeves. The strong wind wrapped around him was like a layered sword light in the sleeves, which directly slashed him out.

A bloodline was left in the air, and he didn't get up after seeing that he also fell to the side.

As the hub of the four families for the mysterious dragon energy, the head of the Ji family did not have time to change his moves and was also swept by the wind, and was knocked away in an instant.

In the end, countless wind blades stimulated by the head of the Feng family were directly dispersed by Dong Huang Taiyi's hand, and his five fingers formed claws, directly choking his neck.

"Feng Wunian, I finally caught you."

Donghuang Taiyi looked at the middle-aged man who was still struggling in his hands, pursed his thin lips and showed a cruel and cold smile.

"Who are you?" The head of the Feng family leaned his hands against his fingers that looked like a vise between his neck. Although his energy was weak, his eyes were still bright. At this time, he actually asked a seemingly unrelated question.

But Chacha made Donghuang Taiyi's eyes condense.

On the other side, Yuli, who was originally about to take action, paused, and her eyes flashed with a bit of thought.

She knew that Feng Wunian, the head of the Feng family, had another identity, which was an important member of the "Liusha". It would not be surprising if this force, which has been related to the relatives, knew some secrets about Donghuang Taiyi.

But what made Yuli a little puzzled was why Ji San, who is known as the Sword God, did not come?

"Who is this?" Donghuang Taiyi smiled coldly, his voice as if from the Nine Netherworlds, and the wind was blowing, "I, Donghuang Taiyi!"

As he said that, the faint light flashed in his hand and he was about to directly pinch the neck of the person in his hand.

But at this moment, a sword light suddenly slashed out from Feng Wunian's body. The sword energy was like frost and the flying light was like a dragon. At such a distance, he would slash Dong Huangtai, whose face suddenly changed at this time.

'boom!'

With a roar, Donghuang Taiyi retreated in anger. When he landed on the ground, his face turned gloomy, and his sharp gaze was as sharp as an eagle and a falcon, looking at the figure in front of him.

Feng Wunian, who was still a little depressed, but his hand was holding the soul belonging to Zhou Yan at this time.
Chapter completed!