As one of the famous twenty-eight star kings in the organization, Lou Jingou's body was protected by heaven and earth and could withstand a single blow.

laugh!

The purple gold ax fell and slashed hard into the wrist before Yuren Feihe let go of his hand. Fei Yu and Dao Xi merged into a long knife, slashing horizontally towards Yuren Feihe who was taking action.

There is no way to avoid Yuren Yue.

He couldn't even take back the Hunyuan Thunder Ax.

The purple gold ax was locked, and the ancestor did not give him a chance to protect himself with the magic weapon.

This blow was too powerful.

He can either choose to let go or recall the magic weapon.

However, no matter which of these two options he chooses, he cannot choose.

The Yuren Yue with a ferocious face roared and turned the Dao Lord's palm, Hunyuan residual Dao was turning, and the divine thunder Xuanfeng was about to cut off the ancestor's arm with all his strength.

"careful!"

The masked Divine Weapon Great Sage belonging to the Yuren Yue side stepped forward.

The blooming jade dish of the divine weapon is like a shield.

Keng.

Under the impact, the jade dish cracked and broke into two halves.

Feiyu Changfeng tore open the body of the Silent Sage like tofu, and the holy blood spurted out and spread across the world. The mask of the Silent Sage was also cut open to reveal his true appearance.

It was a slightly ordinary face but quite similar to Yu Renyue.

There was no time to feel sad, Yuren Yue roared and finally pulled out the Hunyuan Thunder Ax.

He will turn into a mountain and lean on it fiercely.

Hit full of arms.

The ax blessed by Can Dao was deeply embedded in the six-foot-long chest of the Feathered Ancestor, leaving only a long handle outside.

The pain made Yuren Feihe roar, and at the same time he took action quickly.

With one punch and one knife, Yu Renyue let go in an instant.

Unwilling to be reconciled, Yuren Yue let out a mournful cry and spread out his golden feathers from behind, but was grabbed by the giant hand and torn off his body.

Stab!

The holy feathers are like wings, floating and falling.

The Yuren Yue under the broken wings never had the chance to hold the divine weapon. Falling in the air, he staggered to steady his body and hugged the great sage who was shielding him from the sword. His body was about to completely collapse.

After all, the saint cannot bear the burden of the Great Dao, and even the crippled Dao will make Yu Renyue even more embarrassed to bear the heavy burden.

Lost.

Undoubtedly defeated.

"well."

Sixth Uncle Yu Renying sighed, the siege of the Five Saints was over.

It's not that these five saints are not powerful, but the ancestor is too powerful, even terrifying.

Even among the many Dao Lords, my ancestor is definitely the most powerful one.

The more this happened, the more desperate the Yuren Yingcai felt. The ancestor was so powerful that they could not resist the plunder of the clan.

Wu Rong, the only one who still had fighting ability, flew over and hit him with his one-horned sword heading straight for the feathered ancestor's head.

"Slay God!"

bite!

The horn is hidden by a feather.

Under the blessing of the two halves of the huge power, even the single horn that contained a hint of charm was shattered under the load.

"What's the point of taking action now!" Lou Jingou yelled.

He had already asked Wu Rong to sacrifice his magic weapon to deal with it.

If Wu Rong hadn't been the weak point in their attack on the monks, that ax would have definitely seriously injured Yuren Feihe, and the five of them would have had a chance to massacre him.

It's a pity that the good situation was ruined by Wu Rong's hidden clumsiness.

He was also caught by Daojun because of this incident.

Wu Rong's current attack without their help would be like hitting an egg with a stone.

Defeat is decided!

Feihe, who was hit by an ax in his body, was furious and could not help but let down his guard. Even if the last great sage had magical weapons, he could not pose a threat to him at all.

The horn shattered.

The Gang Qi is annihilated.

Yuren Feihe was about to kill this person.

Sudden.

A pale hand grasped the magic weapon.

Yuren Feihe was shocked.

laugh!

The divine ax was dragged by the pale hand and tore open his chest and even his entire belly.

Blood splattered.

Feihe, the feathered man, curled up his feathers and quickly spread his figure.

The intestines dragged on the broad fleshy remains.

The internal organs are completely exposed.

Tao Zang is all before your eyes.

Blood drips.

Information flows.

"who?!"

Yuren Feihe roared angrily, and the sound waves blasted away the fog in front of his eyes.

Bada.

Stepping on the clouds is like stepping on iron.

A figure appeared when the turbid air from all directions settled.

The great road is condensed, immortal and immortal.

The surging evil spirit and Zhou Tian's Taoist secrets greeted the emperor like a courtier.

Flat crown.

Hell's Robe of Disguise.

The face carved by ice peaks is as pale as the distant sky and looks sideways.
Chapter completed!