The fist that is as heavy as Mount Tai, each fist contains the strongest power. This is a late-stage master of the Demon Emperor, and even a heavy punch carrying the energy of heaven and earth. Each fist contains a golden sword light.

For a moment, the fist shadows all over the sky completely wrapped the Shuiyan Immortal Emperor.

"Entertainment Father!"

Tears of sadness flowed in Li Yang's eyes, and all his mind was the kind smile of his adoptive father. In extreme madness, Li Yang's fist speed even exceeded the speed of attacking Yuanshi Tianzun, and black lightning flashed between his fists.

Suddenly, Li Yang closed his fists, but did not look at the Shuiyan Immortal Emperor.

"Peng!"

The body of the Shuiyan Immortal Emperor suddenly cracked open, blood splattered in the sky, and his soul had already been blown away by Li Yang's soul, but Li Yang didn't care at all. All he cared about was a magic sword in his palm at this moment - Zidian.

"Entertainment Father."

Looking at the magic sword Zidian, Li Yang seemed to recall the scene when he went to Yunwu Mountain to compete for the magic sword Zidian with his adoptive father Xiaoyao Sanren.

Li Yang looked up coldly and looked at the dozens of Shangqing Palace disciples. These were all the elites of Shangqing Palace. Each of them was the Nine Heavens Xuanxian or the Immortal Lord. Li Yang's murderous intent rose, and the five blue dragons formed by the origin energy of the five elements carried the momentum of destroying the world and came to these dozens of disciples.

One of the disciples of Shangqing Palace murmured in a low voice: "His adoptive father? Isn't Li Yang's adoptive father? His adoptive father, ah, I understand."

The disciple suddenly looked up, accumulated all his strength, and shouted wildly: "Stop, stop, wrong, not dead, the people of Xingji Sect are not dead, Li Yang, Li Yi, your adoptive father is not dead, everything is wrong!"
Chapter completed!