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"Ahem!"

The breaking of the giant sword was not enough to hurt Xia Yang.

What really hurt him was.

The cracks in the formation diagram.

He smashed the giant sword with one punch.

The saint of Zhenwu Sect, with the image of Zhenwu, stepped on it with one step, as if he had really invited a god. A foot that covered the sky and the sun stepped down from the sky and landed heavily on the formation.

Bang bang bang!

Bang bang bang!

I don't know how many runes exploded at this moment.

Crack!

Crack!

In addition.

Xia Yang's mouth was bleeding.

The few strands of black hair that had just been barely restored due to the breakthrough instantly turned into withered white, his eyes dimmed directly, and the wrinkles and oldness on his face also increased significantly.

"You are too weak!"

The saint of Zhenwu Sect said.

"Bang!"

At the same time.

The saint of Xiandao Sect also chopped the giant sword.

For a moment.

The two saints stood in the air.

Release unparalleled light.

One person was covered by the sun.

One person had a Dharma image on his back.

The two looked down at the saint of Donglin Sect indifferently. A saint who was about to die might be a trouble and threat to anyone, but when two people joined forces, it was not a trouble, and they were the two strongest saints in the Eastern Region.

"Sit down and die!"

"Give you a decent face!"

The saint of Xiandao Sect said indifferently.

"Heh!"

Xia Yang coughed lightly, and the corners of his mouth were stained with blood. He looked at the two people mockingly, and slowly moved to Chu Xun. He originally wanted to entrust Donglin Sect to Chu Xun, knowing that he would die after this battle, but he couldn't bear to say it when the words came to his lips. This was too much pressure for him. Facing two sects alone, especially with two saints, he sighed complicatedly: "After this battle, you will leave the Eastern Region!"

Chu Xun shook his head.

If he left.

Donglin Sect would be finished.

Xia Yang's wrinkled face showed a smile, which was filled with relief, comfort, and appreciation. He knew that he had not made a mistake. His cloudy eyes suddenly burst into an incomparable brilliance. He smiled and patted Chu Xun on the shoulder, saying, "Since you don't leave, it's better. The outside is not necessarily stronger than the Donglin Sect. This battle will make them pay the price anyway. Give you a chance to breathe!"

The old air on Xia Yang's body dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye. The old man's spots on his body disappeared, and his dry skin became full again. A stronger breath rose from his body.

"Boom~!"

The palm of the Immortal Dao Sect Saint was filled with terrible pressure.

"Too late!"

"It can't be stopped!"

The Zhenwu Sect Saint also said solemnly.

Burning blood essence.

Sublimation to the extreme.

This is a mortal move.

In this state.

Others cannot break it.

Unless Xia Yang can be killed in the first place, not giving him the opportunity to burn blood essence, and obviously, neither he nor the Immortal Dao Sect Saint has this strength.

The face of the saint of Xiandao Sect also flashed with loss and fear. He was worried about the revival of Xia Yang of Donglin Sect. He tried again and again, but he didn't expect that he would revive in the end. Fortunately, he was not the only one who took responsibility, but also the saint of Zhenwu Sect.

Boom~

The white hair faded, and the new long hair was black and full of luster, scattered on the chest and back. The knife-like cheeks were handsome and young, and the pupils were bright and full of expression.

The black metal armor covered his whole body, leaving only the handsome face. A black heavy sword fell in his palm. At this time, he regained his peak and youth.

"Senior!"

Chu Xun was moved.

He knew.

This kind of revival.

There is no doubt that he will die.

"Watch it!" Xia Yang smiled, and as he turned around, he straightened his back. The person with his back to him seemed to be holding up the whole sky and bringing him a piece of pure land.

"Kill!"

Holding the dark heavy sword, Xia Yang, young and domineering, slashed down with one sword, slashing at the two saints. Even though he was fighting one against two, there was no fear or hesitation in his eyes.

"The saint is dying!" Chu Xun stood there, looking at the old man who was extremely sublimated. He was obviously very young and vigorous at this moment, and he had returned to his peak years, but he still felt a stronger sense of old age and decay from the old man, which could not be dispelled or wiped out.

"Boom~!"

At this time, he was stronger than ever. When the black sword energy crescent slashed down, it seemed that the sky and the abyss could be torn apart, and a brilliant sword intent burst out.

"Hmph!"

The leader of Xiandao Sect snorted coldly, and the golden spear in his hand also emitted endless sharpness. His eyes were sharp and he said coldly: "This old guy's state of sublimation will not last long. You and I just need to hold him back!"

The saint of Zhenwu Sect nodded. He also thought so. There was no point in fighting with an old thing that was about to revive. As long as he could hold him back, the final victory would still be theirs.

"Boom!"

They thought so.

Xia Yang had expected it long ago.

He didn't give them this chance at all.

He raised the sword with one hand.

He chopped and chopped.

The ink-colored sword energy illuminated the East Region.

Xuanwang Palace.

Fuyue Sect.

These sects that were slightly closer to Binhaijiao had emperor-level masters who looked up in horror and looked at the distant sky, saying in shock: "There are saints fighting!"

Afterwards, the ordinary practitioners in the sect also noticed this scene, looking up in the direction of Binhaijiao, looking at the unparalleled sword energy in surprise, piercing through countless celestial bodies, like a sword that broke through the air for millions of miles.

Donglin Sect.

Xiao Rongyu.

Wang He.

Elder Jiang.

Elder Wang who suppressed the forbidden area.

These few people came out and stood silently on the highest mountain of Donglin Sect, silently. From the moment Xia Sheng woke up from the forbidden area, they knew that there would be this battle, but it was not in Xiandao Sect, nor in Xiandao Sect. Instead, Zhenwuzong started this destined to be tragic and meaningful battle at a corner of Binhai.

"boom!"

Burning life essence and blood.

The fully sublimated Xia Yang was very fierce, wearing black metal armor and a red cloak swaying in the wind, but the heavy sword in his hand seemed to be able to chop down the sun and moon from the sky.

"kill!"

The saint of the Immortal Sect also forced out his anger in the repeated confrontations, and his pupils burst out with murderous intent, saying: "Old man, do you really think that you will be invincible after you have reached your highest level? I don't want to do anything to you because I want to give you dignity. I really think you Invincible?"

The saints of the Zhenwu Sect also had cold eyes. The two of them were the strongest saints in the Eastern Region. Especially when they joined forces, not to mention that Xia Yang was still in a twilight and decaying state. Even if he reached his peak, they would still be confident to kill him.

"hehe!"

Xia Yang sneered, but did not say much. He suddenly swung the heavy sword in his hand. This sword cut down a large rain of blood. The saint was bleeding and injured.

War situation.

Instantly anxious.

Tianji Sect.

Goddess Sect.

Shenxing Sect.

But it was extremely quiet at this time.