"Yes!"

The smiling mask cultivator could only grit his teeth and answer yes, looking up at Lu Tianjiao, who was facing him again.

"Brother, it seems that we don't have time to examine how much skill you have, we must take away Mo Ziyan!"

Two white-clothed cultivators surrounded Lu Tianjiao one after the other, ready to attack with all their strength.

Lu Tianjiao held swords in both hands with a solemn expression, and shouted, "Come here!"

The cultivator with the crying face mask moved first, and his whole body was wrapped in white aura, and the speed was as fast as a flash of thunder.

Lu Tianjiao was able to dodge sideways, but he was still injured by the aftermath and took a few steps back.

"cut!"

Lu Tianjiao let out a deep shout, raised his sword and smashed the huge boulder of 100 feet, and jumped into the sky with his feet on the rubble.

The smiling mask cultivator's eyes narrowed slightly, his hands flickered with khaki spiritual energy, and he manipulated thousands of rubble to pursue Lu Tianjiao.

While Lu Tianjiao was busy dealing with the gravel, the crying-face masked cultivator raised his finger and called out beams of light with terrifying power, smashing at Lu Tianjiao.

The power of the beam of light was astonishing, and all the places it passed were reduced to ruins. Lu Tianjiao was shocked to see it, and he could only dodge with all his strength.

Crying face mask cultivator shows contempt, but what about sword heart? They are not vegetarian.

"Don't waste time, we must take away Mo Ziyan as soon as possible!"

The smiling masked cultivator did not give Lu Tianjiao any retreat, and manipulated the gravel to surround Lu Tianjiao from all directions, greatly limiting Lu Tianjiao's range of action.

"drop in the ocean!"

Lu Tianjiao had no way of retreating, and before being hit by the gravel, he cut out a sword energy to disperse the several beams of light that were about to hit.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The gravel fell on Lu Tianjiao like raindrops, and the sound of bones shattering was clearly visible.

This was not the end, the smiling masked cultivator took the opportunity to mobilize all the gravel to attack Lu Tianjiao. Countless gravel attacked from all directions. Lu Tianjiao tried his best to block with his sword, but unfortunately he couldn't completely block it, and his whole body was smashed into blood.

Seeing that Lu Tianjiao was almost smashed into flesh, the cultivator in the crying face mask seemed to feel that it was not enough, so he raised his palm and shot another pure white beam at Lu Tianjiao.

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The beam of light is full of destructive aura, instantly annihilating the sky full of rubble, and even the mountains and forests in a radius of ten miles are razed to the ground.

The smiling masked monk looked slightly startled, then shook his head and sighed: "On the speed of killing, you are still faster..."

"You're not bad, you're just too grumpy."

The Crying Mask Cultivator smiled. His strength was not as good as the Smiling Mask Cultivator. If the Smiling Mask Cultivator didn't want to kill them all, Lu Tianjiao would have died long ago.

Neither of them went to see Lu Tianjiao again. Although he possessed an extremely rare sword heart, his body was only in the mortal realm, and it was almost impossible to survive that kind of attack.

Even if there is still a trace of vitality, Lu Tianjiao is still full of anger, and his life is not long.

"Let's go, the ancestor is already angry, and if you don't take Mo Ziyan away, you and I will definitely suffer."

As his own life was at stake, the smiling face mask cultivator was not in the mood to show mercy to Lu Tianjiao, so he had to rush to Xiancheng.

At this moment, a sword qi slammed into the ruins.

The smiling masked monk easily avoided the sword energy, frowning at the dusty ruins.

When the dust dissipated, blood dripping all over his body, and half of his body was blasted into coke like Lu Tianjiao came into view.

The injury was so severe, he still held the sword and stuck to the ground, insisting not to let himself down.

Lu Tianjiao shivered and took out the medicinal pill and swallowed it, mobilizing the spiritual power in his body to heal the wound. During this period, he kept his eyes fixed on the two monks in white, as if they would attack him if they dared to leave him.

"What else can you do now? You're just humiliating yourself."

The smiling-faced cultivator's eyes were gloomy, and now he really wasn't in the mood to waste time with Lu Tianjiao.

In the sky, Jiang Zhige, who had been following the battle situation, was in a solemn mood, and asked in a solemn voice: "Tian Sha, an old dog with a pale beard, why hasn't the battle been over until now?"

"I also want to shred him quickly, but this guy can only slip like a loach. It's really difficult to kill him in a while."

Tian Sha is powerful, but Jiang Zhige's Vientiane Realm body has an upper limit. After all, Guya Old Ancestor is an immortal in the middle stage of the Enlightenment Profound Realm, and his style of play is still to avoid fighting, and Tian Sha can't solve him quickly.

Compared with the unhappiness of Tiansha, the ancestors of Guya are almost torn apart.

Although he had heard rumors of Jiang Zhige's strength before, he still had 70% confidence that he could defeat Jiang Zhige, but he never thought that there would be such a terrifying realm in the world.

There are some methods that the ancestors of Guya have survived for tens of thousands of years are unheard of. For the first time, knowing that the Vientiane Realm can also perform moves of that kind of intensity, it does not conform to the common sense and logic of the world.

This is only the Myriad Realm. When Jiang Zhige breaks through to the Mysterious Realm and beyond, not to mention the Heavenly Realm, perhaps all the Heavens and Myriad Realms may be reduced to Demon Land.

Below, before Lu Tianjiao's injury was relieved, the cultivator in the crying face mask could no longer bear it. The white aura that had just converged around his body turned into pure white lightning, which caused a lightning whip that was 100 meters long to slash at Lu Tianjiao.

Lu Tianjiao tried to dodge, but Wanjun thunder and lightning swept across a hundred miles, and he was paralyzed by the terrifying electric current from the soles of his feet.

The shoulders were instantly ripped apart and turned into a piece of coke.

The inhumane Lu Tianjiao didn't say a word, but took advantage of this moment to grab the lightning whip, trying to stop the crying-face mask cultivator from leaving.

The cultivator with the crying face mask was even more furious when he saw this, and the cultivator with the smiling face mask was also full of irritability.

In their eyes, at this time, Lu Tianjiao was simply a fly flying around in front of him, obviously unable to do anything, but the noise made people feel disgusted and irritable.

"Boy, if I don't have something important to do, I really don't mind playing with you. It's really too cheap for you to die so quickly."

The cultivator with the crying face mask lit up with marks all over his body, and his flesh and blood turned into smoke and dust little by little.

After two breaths, his body completely turned into a ball of white lightning, exuding a frightening silence.

"Thundering Nine Heavens!"

The sky was overcast and cloudy, with lightning flashing among them.

The next moment, thousands of white lightnings fell on the ground, instantly turning a radius of hundreds of miles into a sea of ​​thunder.

crackle! crackle!

Lu Tianjiao was in the sea of ​​thunder, and his body, which had reached the mortal realm, was completely powerless to resist, and his life and soul were tortured by lightning.

In the sky, seeing Lu Tianjiao being tortured, Jiang Zhige was already heartbroken.

Lu Tianjiao didn't have to risk his life to fight against the two Vientiane Realm powerhouses.

If it goes on like this, Lu Tianjiao will probably end up in a ruined situation.

"Brother Lu, otherwise...you'd better withdraw."

Jiang Zhige was suffering in his heart, even if he loved Mo Ziyan so much, he shouldn't let Lu Tianjiao shoulder the burden with him.

Guya's ancestor just wanted to use Mo Ziyan to shake Jiang Zhige's state of mind, and he wouldn't necessarily let the two white monks kill Mo Ziyan directly.

But Lu Tianjiao is different. If he loses this battle, he will surely die.

In the sea of ​​thunder, Lu Tianjiao, who should have been dying, laughed out loud when he heard the words.

"Brother Jiang, are you looking down on me?"

"Girl Ziyan is not only your precious apprentice, but also the child that I, Lu Tianjiao, watched grow up."

Jiang Zhige's heart was heavy when he heard this, and he didn't know how to answer.

The cultivator in the crying face mask showed murderous intent, and he dared to laugh when he was about to die. Is Lu Tianjiao disgusting that his thunder and lightning are not strong enough?

Just as the cultivator with the crying face mask was about to strike a fatal blow, the cultivator with the smiling face mask changed slightly, and his figure quickly retreated.

Seeing the smiling face mask cultivator trying to escape, the crying face mask cultivator couldn't react at all. He looked back at Lu Tianjiao, and found that Lu Tianjiao, who was already charred, actually straightened up from the sea of ​​thunder.

"And brother Jiang, you keep staring at me like this. If I run away, where will this old face go in the future?"

Lu Tianjiao sighed and looked down at the three-foot sword in his hand.