"Impossible! How could you be so strong!" Guan Zhen looked at Huo Taixian with his eyes, with an expression of disbelief in his eyes.

I am already a master of mythology, and what about Huo Feixian? Huo Feixian is just a disciple of Shengtian Painting Academy. Why can't I even block the opponent's attack?

Even if the God Daluo takes action, he shouldn't be so powerless?

"Southwest Hou, I think your myth is in vain." Huo Feixian carried the divine whip and walked towards the other party step by step: "It seems that Ji Gongdan's thoughts are in vain. Even if you re-receive your fate, you will be like this."

"I don't believe it! I don't accept it!" Ji Gongdan glared at Huo Taixian: "Die for me!"

After saying that, he heard a roar at the sky, and his voice was filled with solemn anger. The void around him twisted, turning into a big roc that covered thirty miles, covering the universe with one claw, and grabbed Huo Feixian's head.

"Hmm? Kunpeng Picture?" Looking at Kunpeng that covered the clouds, Huo Taixian showed a hint of mockery in his eyes: "The Kunpeng of Ji Gongdan flapped his wings for three thousand miles, your picture scroll..."

Huo Feixian's divine whip flew out again: "Why are both myth masters so big a gap?"

"Ri~"

Dapeng screamed and was directly hit in the abdomen by the divine whip. The mythological scroll was instantly knocked back to its original form.

Then, when the southwest fell to the ground, the muscles and bones on the chest had collapsed, and they fell to the ground and died without knowing their life or death.

"Hahaha! Hahaha!" Huo Taixian raised his head and laughed: "The Marquis was very majestic back then, why was he so embarrassed today? When he massacred 100,000 people, you were very energetic and refused to look at me."

"Impossible! Why can't I even get through your hands?" Nanxi Hou's voice was filled with disbelief.

Huo Taixian's mouth raised, revealing a hint of pride: "Mr. Marquis, how do you want to die? Have you ever thought about it? In this world, the people have their own way of dying, and the kings have their own ideas. Should you stop yourself or should I send you on your way?"

"Haha." Nanxi Hou coughed up blood in his mouth, and his voice was filled with murderous intent: "I hate it! Why did you care about Young Master Xiaobai back then? This left you with the root of disaster."

"Yes! Thank you for your mercy at the beginning, otherwise how could I have the chance to avenge this great revenge? I personally send you on my way?" Huo Feixian's eyes showed a hint of coldness:

"Don't worry, I will not make any mistakes from you back then. I will kill you in the southwest lineage. In three days, I will send the little marquis to the road."

When the Southwest Hou heard this, his eyes were slighted: "Huo Taixian! Guan Shan is still a child, he doesn't know anything, what's wrong with him, why do you implicate him? The world is the world, why don't you let him go?"

"The world is in the world? Are you worthy of saying this?" Huo Taixian looked at Nanxihou: "Since you are in the world, I will ask you, what's wrong with the 100,000 people? Why do you have to kill him?"

"How do those untouchables compare to Guanshan? How do they compare to my southwest marquis' mansion?" The southwest marquis smiled coldly.

Hearing this, Huo Taixian couldn't help but shake his head: "It's no help! You're no help! I'm too lazy to talk nonsense to you, just send you on your way."

"I'm actually very curious. With your strength, how can you have the courage to rebel? Any mythical real person in the Royal Court of the Great Zhou Dynasty can kill you. How can you have the courage to rebel?"

Huo Feixian grabbed the palm of his hand, and the Chunyang Sword appeared in his hand. Seeing the sword light flowing in Huo Feixian's hand, he was about to kill the Southwest Hou. Suddenly, a red light flashed in the courtyard, and a red figure appeared in the courtyard.

"Woooo~" A faint dragon roar sounded. Huo Feixian felt a pain in his eardrum, and then quickly stepped back, his figure flashed to the roof, and the Pure Yang Sword in his hand protected him in front of his chest.

"Puff~"

The place where Huo Feixian stood before turned into nothingness in an instant, and was wiped out of thin air.

Looking closely, I saw that there was a beautiful woman in red clothes dressed as a middle-aged lady in the yard, with a red tube flashing with fluorescent light in her hand.

The mysterious blow before was sent out by a red tube.

"Don't you want to ask the Southwest Hou why he has the courage to rebel?" The woman in red said in a cold voice, staring at Huo Feixian with her eyes tightly.

"Dragon clan! Southwest Hou colluded with the Dragon clan? No wonder he actually had the courage to rebel." Huo Feixian looked at the woman in red and was stunned.

He could see that the gathering of clouds around the woman in red was a unique feature of the dragon clan.

"Why are you back?" Nanhou looked at the beautiful woman in red, his voice full of surprise.

"If you live, you will be together, and if you die, you will sleep together. You and my husband will be together. You will destroy the Dragon Stone for my Dragon Clan. Now you have caused such a big mess. If my Dragon Clan had not suddenly retreated, how could you end up like this? How could I abandon you?" The beautiful woman said, "I am weak and cannot reverse the overall situation with you, but I can live and die with you."

Turning around and looking at Huo Taixian: "Do you know who I am?"

"No matter who you are, I will plot against me before, you are dead." Huo Feixian stroked the Chunyang Sword in his hand, and a cold and harsh look appeared at the corner of his eyes:

"Even if you are the king of heaven, you will die today. Since you want to save Guan Zhen, you might as well be buried with him. How about it?"

"No, why didn't I kill you?" The woman in red raised the red tube in her hand: "Do you know what is in my hand?"

"Not yet asked for advice." Huo Taixian shook his head.

"This is one of the most treasures of the Dragon Palace. No matter what level of power, as long as you are hit by this object, you will turn into nothingness." The woman in red said:

"Even a strong man at the level of the ancestral sect, he will suffer severe damage when he is hit by this object."

"Oh?" Huo Taixian was stunned when he heard this: "It's a good baby, but it depends on who is using it. This thing is in the hands of the ancestor of the teachings, so it is naturally a god block to kill gods and Buddhas, and it can be in your hands."

Huo Feixian shook his head, and a hint of disdain appeared in his eyes: "If you want to use it, you must hit someone else first."

If you can't hit someone else, what can you do even if you hold the magic weapon of the world-destroying? Isn't it still useless?

"Haha. You have a very high opinion of yourself and dare to compare with the ancestors of the church." The woman in red sneered, raised the tube in her hand, and pointed it at Huo Feixian without any warning.

Huo Feixian took a step forward and turned into golden light. Then he instantly merged with the Chunyang Sword Man and Sword. Thousands of divine lights evolved in his breath. Then the sword light burst out, and the overwhelming sword energy rushed towards the woman in red.

"Bang!"

Huo Fengxian's true body was hidden in the thousands of sword lights. Before the woman could react, the Chunyang Sword had pierced through the woman's chest, one arm was cut off, and the Void Box fell, and was grabbed by Huo Fengxian. Then his figure flashed, and the person had already reached mid-air, holding the Void Box in his hand, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

"Sanniang!" Nanxihou roared miserably.

"I'm fine! Don't worry, even if I die, I will definitely win a glimmer of life for you." The woman in red screamed, then suddenly turned into a dragon horse, rolling up a storm, blowing the sky and the earth, and trying to escape in the southwest.

"Without the Void Box, can you leave?" Huo Taixian looked at the ceratops that were leaving, and couldn't help but shake his head, and then said to Chunyang Sword the next moment: "Sanniang, a person from the East China Sea Dragon Palace, is in the southwest waiting territory."

"Buzz~"

Only the Chunyang Sword was shaken, emitting a slight dragon roar, then turned into a dragon-shaped light and rose into the air. In the breath, it caught up with the red ceratops and entangled with the red ceratops.

After three breaths, a scream was heard, blood spilled in the sky, the green dragon returned, and a dragon head fell at the feet of Huo Feixian.

"No! No!" The screams of the southwest Hou resounded throughout the universe: "Huofeixian! He is the third princess of the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea, and the close friend of your master Turtle Spirit Mother. Do you dare to kill her? The Dragon King of the East China Sea will not spare you."

"The princess of the dragon clan?" Huo Feixian was stunned.

He thought it was just an ordinary ceratops, but he thought it was the dragon princess?

"Since it's the Dragon Princess, how could he marry you?" Huo Feixian's sword returned to the shell, and then looked at the southwest who fell from the sky and fell to death.

Even if it was death, the third princess' dragon body still instinctively wrapped Nanhu in her arms to prevent her from falling to death.

Southwest Hou did not answer Huo Taixian's words, but his voice was filled with sadness and anger: "Sanniang! Sanniang!"

"I've fought with you!"

Southwest Hou dragged his remaining body and turned into a bloody light, breaking through the void and hitting Huo Feixian.

"Dangerous! This blood light is not an ordinary thing." Looking at the blood light shot, Huo Feixian's heart thrust, and without saying a word, it turned into a green light and went straight to the Nine-Cloud Sky, avoiding the attack of the blood light.

"Bang!"

Then there was a shocking sound. The southwest Marquis Mansion collapsed, and smoke and dust filled the sky. All the people and animals within a radius of ten miles turned into blood mist.

Then the blood dances all over the sky and suddenly gathers into the body of the southwest.

"What is this method?"

Seeing such a terrifying method, Huo Feixian showed a hint of surprise in his eyes. He was worthy of being a great prince who suppressed one side. With this skill, he could be extremely strange.

"It is worthy of being the princes who suppressed one side, and there is such a way." Huo Feixian waved the Chunyang Sword in his hand, but saw the Chunyang energy permeating, sweeping out all the blood and energy floating in front of him.

“Ah~”

The masculine aura of the Pure Yang Sword is vast and screams come from the blood drops all over the sky, and each drop of blood turns into a terrifying and hideous ghost face.

"Be careful, don't be touched by his blood. This guy has obtained the secret scroll of the Blood Dragon Clan. Every drop of blood in his body gives consciousness. As long as it is touched by the other party's blood, the blood will enter your body and gradually take you over." At this moment, the sound of a four-legged snake in his body sounded.

The four-legged snake in Nirvana finally woke up again.

"Can this blood take over the body? What kind of ghost picture is this?" Huo Feixian looked at the blood drops that burst into all directions, and couldn't help but widen his eyes.
Chapter completed!