“Save me, Senior Brother!”

The piercing sound waves didn't need the void as a medium; they exploded directly in the ears of everyone inside and outside Bai Yujing. Everyone could feel the unwillingness and frustration in that voice.

"Who is it?"

There was an uproar inside and outside Bai Yujing.

Countless people looked up at the sky, only to see the qi currents surging. The firmament was like an ocean, and a vast starlight came from the north, stirring up endless primordial energy, spreading across tens of thousands of miles of sky.

In an instant, it had filled the sky for tens of thousands of miles.

Two figures chased after each other.

One person flew horizontally ahead, scattering blood across the sky. The other stepped through the air as if treading waves, his aura as vast as a sea of smoke.

The chilling and tyrannical aura was undisguised, enveloping the entire Bai Yujing. Within tens of thousands of miles of the sky and land, all cultivators, even spirit beasts and ants, were shaken into a daze by this aura.

Just chasing and fleeing, yet the momentum was already so astonishing.

Whoosh!

An Qisheng stepped through the air, his expression indifferent. He attacked without holding back, his killing power shocking the heavens:

"No one can save you!"

"Ah!"

Zhang Wuji was furious.

At this time, he finally understood what that Yuanyang Daoist wanted to do. He clearly wanted to kill him in front of Bai Yujing.

Killing the chicken to scare the monkeys!

While roaring for help, Zhang Wuji's blood qi spewed out like a volcano, and his divine power surged like a hurricane.

As his arms opened, countless divine weapon imprints and phantom images of magical treasures rose from behind him, reappearing in the sky.

Those divine weapons and magical treasures, although they were phantoms, seemed to have substantial agility, crisscrossing and cooperating with each other, evolving into a terrifying killing divine power.

It surged like a heavenly river, meeting An Qisheng, who was bursting with chilling killing intent.

It was precisely the Butian Killing Method.

This method had powerful killing power. It was said that it could transform all the divine weapons in the world. If cultivated to great success, it could even evolve the imprints of supreme treasures. It was also famous in Zhongzhou.

At the end of the ancient era, there was a Butian Pavilion Master who cultivated this method to great success. With a thought, he condensed all kinds of kingly spiritual treasures and was once the greatest enemy of the 'Guantian Supreme' before he attained the Dao.

Rumble!

An Qisheng stepped through the air, and the momentum that had been contained but not released along the way soared into the sky, as if to shake down the stars in the sky.

The five-colored divine light crisscrossed and illuminated the firmament, descending in an instant, submerging all the spiritual treasures and divine weapon phantoms evolved by the Butian Killing Method.

As the five colors intertwined, all the magical treasures and divine weapon phantoms disappeared in an instant!

Bang!

Then a large hand pierced through the air, and as the five fingers flicked, it was like a towering heavenly gate slamming heavily towards the wide-eyed Zhang Wuji.

"Don't even think about killing me!"

Zhang Wuji's eyes were bloodshot. He never dreamed that he would encounter someone in this Eastern Continent who completely countered all his divine powers!

That five-colored divine light completely countered his Butian Sacred Method!

If not for this, even if he was not an opponent, how could he have been defeated so miserably!

Spitting blood, furious.

Zhang Wuji's aura continued to rise, his hands changing thousands of times, evolving into infinite magical treasures and divine weapons soaring into the sky.

But the five colors filled the heavens and the earth, and any phantom of a magical treasure or divine weapon would be brushed down as soon as it appeared.

But he did not give up. His blood qi burned and sublimated, his aura erupting like a god, constantly resisting, wanting to tear apart this five-colored sky.

Tear apart that giant palm pressing down.

"Yuanyang Daoist?"

"Junior Brother Zhang?!"

On the city wall of Bai Yujing, the Butian Pavilion Master and the other two were all shocked.

They didn't expect that before they could act, this Yuanyang Daoist had already killed his way to Bai Yujing!

How dare he?

How dare he?

The Lingtian Sect Master was shocked and angry.

Even when the Tianding Emperor was at his most rampant, he did not dare to attack the sacred grounds and residences of sects.

"Hmm?"

The Butian Pavilion Master's gaze suddenly condensed, his shock and anger extreme.

He never expected that Zhang Wuji would be chased and killed by this Yuanyang Daoist, and even more so, he did not expect that the Butian Sacred Method would be completely countered!

How is that possible?

That was the supreme sacred method that a predecessor had used to compete with the Supreme before he attained the Dao!

Even if Zhang Wuji was not qualified to cultivate the full version, it was still the world's most top-notch secret method and divine power. How could it be so easily broken by someone?

At the same time of shock and anger, he stepped into the air, and dazzling divine light soared into the sky. Boundless sharpness surged and agitated, and a roar shook the heavens and the earth:

"You dare!"

Boom!

In the next instant, a shocking collision had already erupted in the sky. The terrifying ripples swept across thousands of miles of sky like a doomsday storm.

Scarlet blood waves, like waterfalls, fell across the sky.

Bang!

The Butian Pavilion Master's roar came to an abrupt halt.

A head covered in blood flew horizontally for thousands of miles, smashing into the void like a meteor. It was Zhang Wuji's head.

Whoosh~

The void seemed to calm down in an instant.

The Butian Pavilion Master stood there in a daze, watching the torrential blood rain and the flying head, his eyelids twitching non-stop.

He had just said that he would invite experts.

This Junior Brother Zhang, who came from Zhongzhou and was one of the contemporary Butian Seven, was actually beaten to death in front of Bai Yujing, beaten to death before his eyes!

The vitality of a shattered vacuum expert was extremely powerful, but he could feel a chilling killing intent filling the sky, like thunder rolling, crushing all of Zhang Wuji's remaining vitality.

No substitute was of any use.

Dead!

Completely dead!

This scene made the Lingtian Sect Master and the Supreme Elder of the Wanfa Building feel a chill in their hearts.

A shattered vacuum expert was strangled just like that.

This Yuanyang Daoist was much stronger than he was a hundred days ago...

Both of them were somewhat shaken.

The many cultivators inside and outside Bai Yujing were shocked beyond words. Within the activated great formation, countless cultivators looked up, watching the overwhelming blood rain, their faces shaking.

They didn't know who this person was, but the commotion was earth-shattering. He was clearly a Dongtian Almighty.

Most people would not see such a great figure even once in their lives, yet he was killed outside the city just like that?

Crack~

The large hand retracted, and An Qisheng, pinching a Qiankun spiritual ring, looked indifferently at the Butian Pavilion Master:

"What wouldn't I dare?"

Zhang Wuji was a notch weaker than Qian Shisi, but this was not because his talent was inferior, but because the years he had cultivated were far from enough.

In fact, Zhang Wuji was not even eleven years older than Qian Shisi!

At such an age, with such achievements, he was worthy of his status as one of the Butian Seven.

It was just that in the process of chasing and killing for more than 1.2 million miles, crossing more than a dozen dynasties, he had naturally figured out all of Zhang Wuji's weaknesses.

Killing him was naturally easier than suppressing Qian Shisi.

"Junior Brother Zhang..."

The Butian Pavilion Master's face was cold.

Whoosh whoosh~

As the air currents howled, An Qisheng stood under the firmament, draped in the five colors of the stars, his expression calm, his eyes indifferent as he looked at the Butian Pavilion Master and the others:

"What were you discussing? Can you tell me?"

His mind was clear, and he was most sensitive to other people's killing intent.

He could naturally feel the strong killing intent on the three of them. This was also one of the reasons why he had chased after them all the way.

He was not the Tianding Emperor.

He didn't like being passively beaten.

Instead of being attacked time and time again, it was better to decide the battlefield and the enemy himself.

Boom!

Divine fire suddenly appeared in the heavens and the earth, soaring a thousand feet into the sky. Amidst the raging flames, the Butian Pavilion Master was like a god, holding a divine saber in his hand.

He stepped up, bursting out with shocking killing intent:

"Yuanyang Daoist, you deserve to die!"

The Butian Pavilion Master's killing intent was like a tide!

The Butian Pavilion had branch halls in the Nine Provinces, the Four Seas, and the Endless Desert, but the real Butian Pavilion was still in Zhongzhou.

The Butian Seven might not be as powerful as him at this time, but their status in the sect was even higher.

Such a person, who had not died in the battle with the heroes of the world, was killed before his eyes just like that. Even with his calm state of mind, he could not help but be furious!

Boom!

In an instant, sword light soared into the sky, and vast saber light, like a heavenly river flowing horizontally, filled the heavens and the earth. It collided with the five colors, evolving into endless killing techniques.

With Zhang Wuji's example before him, he did not use the 'Butian Sacred Method'.

Rumble!

Almost at the same time as the Butian Pavilion Master attacked, two equally powerful auras also erupted.

The Lingtian Sect Master soared into the air like a dragon, setting off a滔滔endless storm of sword qi, directly killing An Qisheng:

"Kill!"

What was there to say when enemies met?

Seeing that this Yuanyang Daoist seemed to be even more powerful than he was a hundred days ago, the killing intent in his heart was even stronger than that of the Butian Pavilion Master.

Such an enemy was too dangerous.

Sword light and saber light soared into the sky, tearing apart the five colors reflected on the firmament. The powerful aura filled the air, causing the earth to tremble and the river water to flow backwards.

And even faster than the two of them was the old man from the Wanfa Building!

The old man's beard and hair danced wildly, his aura was vigorous and domineering like a dragon, his fists and palms crossed the sky, setting off countless storms that swept across the heavens and the earth.

Even more, there were thousands of dragon-shaped qi currents roaring and raging, the terrifying pressure covering the sky and the sun, extremely domineering.

"Yuanyang thief, where is my Sect Master?"

Three great experts attacked at the same time!

Without any reservation, without any extra words, the attack was a sure kill!

Rumble!

Tens of thousands of miles of sky exploded, the earth shook wildly like waves, and terrifying cracks spread in all directions. The formation outside Bai Yujing hummed and trembled.

Under the pressure of the terrifying aura, the faces of the cultivators in the city turned pale.

"Lingtian Sword Technique, Wanfa Heavenly Dragon Fist! This, this..."

"Lingtian Sect Master! That person is actually the Lingtian Sect Master!"

"Sect Master, Sect Master-level battle! Those who are attacking are all Shattered Vacuum experts!"

"That person, that person is Yuanyang Daoist! The great expert who came out of nowhere and suppressed the Wanfa Building Sect Master!"

There was an uproar in Bai Yujing, and people had already recognized who the attackers were.

The divine powers of these three people were too conspicuous. In countless years, where was there anyone who did not know the techniques and divine powers of the Ten Great Sects?

Even if they didn't recognize who the three people were, just looking at the divine powers was enough to know which sect the attackers were from.

Naturally, they also recognized An Qisheng.

Whoosh whoosh

Under the shroud of the vast storm of divine powers, An Qisheng's clothes fluttered and his long hair danced wildly, but his expression did not change. He took a step forward unhurriedly.

Buzz!

With just such an insignificant movement, the vast storm of divine powers stagnated.

Endless starlight, like thousands of long rivers, rolled down, and as they crisscrossed, the five colors suddenly turned, and the starry sky descended again!

In an instant, the heavens and the earth turned, and the sunlight was no longer visible. What replaced it was a starry sky that filled the fields and shrouded all directions!

At this moment, even though everyone inside and outside Bai Yujing was a cultivator, they could not see any difference between this starry sky and the starry sky that descended at night!

Changing the sky and changing the sun!

The starry sky replaced the firmament, and this large area of void was occupied by this starlight!

Amidst the shocked expressions of the crowd, terrifying air currents emptied out in the starry sky.

Like a doomsday tide raging, the earth shook and the heavens trembled. Terrifying divine light raged and agitated in that deep starry sky, and颗一颗'stars' were crushed.

But the starlight seemed to be endless,滔滔unending, rolling in, colliding with the three powerful divine powers, stirring up even more terrifying air currents.

"This true form..."

With one strike failing, the Lingtian Sect Master's pupils shrank slightly.

Looking into the distance, he could see that the core of this starry sky was formed by those颗颗stars flashing with 'Dongtian spiritual light' slowly rotating in some strange trajectory.

He knew that this was Yuanyang Daoist's true form, but he did not expect that in just a hundred days, his true form would have undergone another transformation!

It could actually accommodate all their divine powers!

"Dongtian divine power?"

The Butian Pavilion Master's heart was shaken, and he recognized the change that had taken place in this true form.

The true form was the exterior, and the Dongtian was the interior. The various Dongtians were intertwined, forming a shocking divine power!

But twenty-four Dongtians?

Wasn't this suicide?

His heart was shaken, but he did not stop. The heavenly saber shook, and instead, even more tyrannical saber light spewed out.

Chirp~

The saber light cut through the starry sky, spewing out a sea-like killing intent, and the森森cold air froze pieces of the starry sky like a substance.

It directly slashed towards An Qisheng, who was standing with his hands behind his back in the center of the starry sky.

"Putting on an act, a mere true form, what can you do to me?"

Compared to the two of them, the old man from the Wanfa Building moved even more violently, his fist prints crossed the sky, and under the impact of the power that dominated everything, thousands of dragon-shaped qi currents crossed the sky:

"Break it for me!"

Each one was clearly scaled and clawed, its aura majestic and巍峨, as if a real punch was thrown out, and ten thousand dragons crossed the sky!

Its exquisiteness might not be as good as Qian Shisi, but its power was even more雄浑!

Wherever the fist print crossed, the starry sky and the starlight shattered, as if thousands of prehistoric beasts were roaring and galloping, trampling over.

Large swaths of the starry sky were trembling.

"The three of you are all contemporary heroes..."

In the starry sky, An Qisheng stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes deep and沉, seeming to be more vast than the starry sky:

"The weight of this chicken should be enough."