With such a strong impact force, even if Tian Zhihang is a pure-blooded emperor, it will not be unscathed.

Everyone stared at the battlefield blankly, and half of the cliff was cut out of thin air! Rolling smoke rose from all sides, and the top of the cliff was covered with spider-web-like cracks.

"Xu Yang has made some progress again. Now the strong men in the late stage of Emperor Xuan may not be his opponent."

"What a freak, but fortunately it's our Emperor Sect!"

The elders of the Emperor Sect laughed happily. In their opinion, Tianzhihang was undoubtedly defeated.

However, the next moment, a powerful evil spirit surged out of the broken cliff, and blood-colored airflows ejected from the cracks of the cliff. The breath of Tianzhihang became stronger than before!

The cliff collapsed, and then a blood light rushed straight into the sky and came back to Xu Yang. It was Tianzhihang.

Compared with his handsome and handsome image at the beginning, Tianzhihang is a little embarrassed now. His hair is scattered, and his blue background and white clouds on his body are cracked everywhere, revealing a layer of sea-blue inner armor. There is still a trace of blood at the corner of his lips.

However, Tian Zhihang's breath was even stronger, and the root of all this power came from the sword he was holding!

The blade of the sword is narrow and long, with blood-colored filaments on it, flowing slowly, with a strong breath of blood. It looks like it is not a sword, but a bloodthirsty beast, intending to choose people and eat them!

"After I realized the artistic conception of the Sword Book of Lessons, the ancestor gave this holy sword... This is a holy weapon that can perfectly match the Sword Book of Lessons! With the help of the ancestor, I have controlled it 100%... Its name is called Duanmei!"

Tianzhihang spoke slowly, slowly stated, and finally said slowly: "Xu Yang... you remember. Now I want to use the Holy Sword of Break the Vein to cut off your bloodline, so that you can't survive or die!"

Tian Zhihang raised the holy sword and outlined it in the air, with sloppy handwriting. He wrapped in the powerful blood-colored sword energy and shot towards Xu Yang!

Xu Yang took a breath, held the blood-drinking sword in both hands, waved it down with one sword, and used the Heavenly Level Sword Strength, and a brilliant giant flame sword slashed in the air, colliding with Tianzhihang's Cao-word Sword Book!

The thunderous explosion resounded throughout the entire Zhitian Peak! The giant flaming sword was defeated by the several grass-shaped sword books, and the remaining power was still strong and shot towards Xu Yang.

The Wutu Tiangong trembled, blocking the invasion of the remaining sword energy. However, Xu Yang frowned, and he felt that some sword energy as thick as needle tips seemed to be spiritual, constantly invading towards his body meridians!

"Even Wutu Tiangong can't stop this strange sword energy?"

Xu Yang was slightly surprised. As a descendant of the Emperor of the Heavenly Clan, Tianzhihang was indeed extraordinary! It seems that this strange needle-pointed sword energy was caused by the sacred sword in his hand.

Tian Zhihang looked solemn, and the holy sword in his hand kept outlining sloppy handwriting, muttering like a madman in his mouth: "Ten years of life and death are vast, and I can't forget it if I don't think about it..."

What he recited was the content of the tragic sword book engraved on the cliff of the secret realm of the Heavenly Clan in his grief. Tian Zhihang has now been completely immersed in the artistic conception of the tragic sword book. The tragic sword in his hand trembled violently, making a shrill roar, and a wisp of blood light burst out!

In an instant, a big sloppy "sword" character was formed, composed purely of blood-colored sword energy, and shot towards Xu Yang!

Xu Yang did not dare to neglect. If his opponent sacrificed the holy sword and used the Sword Book of the Sorrow, if he retained his strength, he would really be defeated.

A brilliant light gushed out from Xu Yang's palm, and then a golden holy sword was held in Xu Yang's hand, and the Qianyuan Holy Sword appeared again!

However, unlike the vein-breaking holy sword in Tian Zhihang's hand, this Qianyuan holy sword did not resonate with Xu Yang, which means that Xu Yang did not control this holy weapon 100%.

It's right to think about it. Qianyuan Sword Master, the original owner of the Holy Sword, died. The true spirit was thrown into the Yin Realm and was experiencing nine tribulations and ten difficulties in order to seek reincarnation! This holy sword was just temporarily harbored on Xu Yang, and he did not admit that Xu Yang was its master. In other words, Xu Yang had the Great Ri Qianyuan Sword Technique, so he could barely activate it.

"The second style of the Great Ri Qianyuan sword technique... Aurora!"

Xu Yang's Qianyuan sword tilted and swung out with one sword! A brilliant sharp aurora shot out from the tip of the sword, facing the blood-red tragic sword book - the big word "sad"!

The two holy powers collided with each other on the Zhitian Peak! This time the confrontation even alarmed some saint-level ancestors.

After all, Xu Yang and Tian Zhihang are now considered geniuses that are rare in a century. They represent almost the strongest two of the younger generation in the Tianxuan world. Who is better at it?

Boom!

With a loud bang, the air vortex that could be seen in the naked eye rolled and spread out, and the flying sand and stones on the Tianfeng Peak were not protected by the headquarters hall, their roof would definitely be lifted. This is the terrifying power of Xuanhuang-level power, controlling the holy sword and using holy art to bomb!

After a vigorous collision, the blood-red word "shao" was broken, and one of the strokes finally transformed into a sharp edge, breaking through the violent chaotic airflow, and shooting towards Xu Yang.

"Haha!" Tian Zhihang laughed. This was one of his hidden backers. "Xu Yang, you killed Qiong Mei with the Holy Sword Saint Technique. Now I will let you die under the Holy Sword Saint Technique!"

Tian Zhihang is very confident. Even if it is the remaining power, the power of the holy sword urging the tragic song sword book is definitely not something that Xuanhuang strong people can bear.

A cold light burst out in Xu Yang's eyes and he snorted coldly: "Tianzhihang, don't be proud too early!"

The second change of the Aurora Sabre style is full of flowers and rain!

I saw the aurora scattered by the collision suddenly turned into a rain of flowers, dragging its long and gorgeous tail, and shooting towards the Hang of Heaven. From a distance, it looked like a magnificent meteor shower fell into the world.

The two young masters both took every effort to activate the changes in the holy technique, trying to kill their opponents! If nothing unexpected happens... this will definitely be the ending of both sides losing money and falling together!

"Not good!" Tian Xingjue flew out with a soft air wall, blocking the sky full of rain. The magnificent meteor shower exploded wildly on the air wall that Tian Xingjue used, but it only made Tian Xingjue frown slightly and was not hurt at all.
Chapter completed!