Chapter 1809: Battle of the Immortal Lords

The three ancestral arts represent the pinnacle of the entire immortal universe. 1357924?6810ggggggggggd

Even with Luo Xiu's comprehension and aptitude, he can only grasp some of the basics and it is difficult to comprehend the true mystery.

However, even if it is just a little bit of the basics, the power of the ancestral arts is far beyond the imagination of ordinary immortal cultivators.

"Buzz!"

The three body-refining techniques are running at the same time, and Luo Xiu swings the Chaos Sword to slash fiercely.

Han Wenxun retreats in fear and blocks with the immortal sword, but it is difficult to resist Luo Xiu's physical strength. The whole person flies out, and blood spurts out of his mouth.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!..."

In a short moment, Luo Xiu slashed countless swords, countless sparks splashed and flew, and the bodies of the two turned into faint afterimages, and it was difficult to capture any traces.

Han Wenxun passively defended and could only retreat continuously. Every time he collided, cracks would appear on his body and blood would splash.

In just a short moment, he was covered in blood, his body was like porcelain about to break, with hideous wounds everywhere.

"Puff!"

The Creation Tower suspended above Luo Xiu's head was sacrificed and hit Han Wenxun's chest, and blood splattered immediately.

The crowd watching the battle from a distance all held their breath, because everyone knew that the fight had evolved to this point, which meant it was about to end.

Han Wenxun, who had originally had the upper hand, was now suppressed and unable to resist. This duel between life and death was finally going to end in a miserable way.

"Ah..."

Han Wenxun let out a shrill cry, one of his arms was cut off, blood gushed out like a spring, his hair was disheveled, and the whole person was screaming crazily.

However, all his resistance was useless. Luo Xiu was merciless, and he immobilized him with the Creation Tower, blocked the time and space with the Samsara Disk, and chopped him down with a sword.

"Chi..."

A large amount of blood dyed the sky red. Han Wenxun, who once swept his peers, was chopped alive under the gazes of many people!

With Han Wenxun's cultivation, even if his body was split in half, he would not die. As long as the essence of the immortal spirit was not destroyed, the body could be reshaped.

But Luo Xiu's attack contained terrifying power. When he chopped the opponent's body, he also severely damaged the immortal spirit hidden in the deep sea of ​​consciousness between his eyebrows!

So Han Wenxun's immortal spirit didn't even have a chance to escape.

"Puff!"

The Creation Tower suppressed it, and the Samsara Disk suddenly became larger, as if it had turned into a millstone, instantly grinding away Han Wenxun's two broken flesh and immortal spirit.

In the distance, the people in the holy lands were silent, and everyone was silent.

"Too strong..."

In the hearts of those immortal ancestors, only these three words kept echoing, and their hearts were full of powerlessness.

Even though he had practiced for a long time, he felt powerless and inferior to a young man who had practiced for less than 10,000 years.

And this person was undoubtedly Luo Xiu.

With the realm of Immortal Lord, he made the ancestors of all the holy places in the world tremble. Such a reputation can be said to be across the contemporary world!

"Ancestor Wenxun!"

"..."

The most saddened is the Han family.

Because Han Wenxun is the most promising immortal in the contemporary world, and the youngest ancestor of the Han family.

However, such a future star of hope fell here, which is undoubtedly a great loss and blow to the Han family.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a cold breath tore through the void, and boundless murderous aura pierced into the bone marrow.

A big hand shattered the vacuum, condensed unimaginable terrifying Dao power, and slapped Luo Xiu.

The crowd watching the battle in the distance were all awed and retreated at a faster speed, because the Dao power of this big hand was even more terrifying, and it had surpassed the level of the immortal.

"Great Immortal Master!"

"It's the great master of the Han family who made the move!"

There is no doubt that the person who disregarded his status and directly made the move to kill Luo Xiu would undoubtedly be the ancestor of the Han family.

Because the Han family suffered too much loss at the hands of Luo Xiu, if he was not killed, the Han family would never be able to raise their heads and would never be able to walk out of this shadow.

This is an intolerable shame for an ancient family with a long heritage.

"Looking for death!"

Suddenly, a roar came from the distant void, and the direction of the sound came from the holy land.

"Swish!"

When the sound came, a figure had already arrived in an instant and stood in front of Luo Xiu.

This was an old man with flying white hair. The moment he appeared, boundless prestige spread, suppressing the space and time of a piece of heaven and earth.

Time and space seemed to be still, making those people from the holy lands who retreated to the distance all suffocate in their chests, with expressions of fear and awe.

"Boom!"

The white-haired old man shook his sleeves, and a breath of destruction burst out, colliding with the big hand pressing down from the void.

The roar resounded, and a large area of ​​the void was shattered. A figure was shaken out of the void, with an expression of shock and anger on his face.

"Old Fengsheng, are you going to stop me?"

The figure that was shaken out of the void was also an old man, with long gray hair dancing wildly behind his head, and a murderous aura all over his body. It was the ancestor of the Han family, Han Wanshan!

As for the white-haired old man who appeared in front of Luo Xiu, his identity was also about to be revealed. He was one of the ancestors of the holy land who had been in seclusion for several eras, Fengsheng Immortal Venerable!

"What if I stop you? I will still kill you!"

The Wind Saint Immortal has an old body, but he is powerful. With one step, huge cracks spread from his feet to all directions, as if he crushed the world with one foot.

They are also in the Immortal Realm. After several generations of seclusion, the Wind Saint Power has broken through to the intermediate Immortal Realm.

But the ancestor of the Han family is still shackled to the realm of a lower immortal.

There is only one rank difference, but for people of this realm, it is a world of difference.

"boom!"

In the midst of lightning and flint, the two immortals fought in the sky. What was frightening was that the ancestor of the Han family flew upside down on the spot, and was completely suppressed by the Wind Saint Immortal in the first move of the confrontation.

"You actually took that step..."

Han Wanshan's expression changed drastically, "Even if you take that step, are you sure you want to break up with me for a junior?"

The figure quickly retreated, and the ancestor of the Han family was really shocked by the strength and domineering power of the Wind Saint Immortal.

"Who do you think you are? So what if I break up with you?"

The Wind Saint Immortal Lord didn't bother to explain at all. His title contained the word "wind", which meant that he was extremely good at escape and speed.

"Buzz!"

The void shook, and the figure of Wind Saint Immortal Lord immediately chased after him. No matter how Han Wanshan retreated, he could not escape his pursuit.

"boom!"

The Wind Saint Immortal Lord raised his hand and slashed, and a sword light condensed by chaotic rules was ten thousand feet long, towering and terrifying.

Such a huge sword light was swung by him, sweeping across the world, containing terrifying and boundless power.

Han Wanshan's pupils shrank and he could only passively resist the blow. Ever since he learned that the Wind Saint Immortal Lord had really stepped into the realm of the intermediate Immortal Lord, he did not want to be his enemy, because once he took that step, his strength would be reduced. It will be a huge difference.

"Qiang!"

Another terrifying ocean of energy spread. Even though Han Wanshan sacrificed his natal immortal weapon, he was still hacked away by the Wind Saint Immortal with his bare hands, blood spurting out of his mouth.

"To me, Luo Xiu is like my grandson. Anyone who dares to touch him must first pass the test of me!"

The Wind Saint Immortal Lord stood in the sky, his body filled with overwhelming majesty. His voice was calm, but it revealed a coldness, warning all forces in the world.