Three Hundred and Ten. Pay for Your Life!

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A figure appeared in front of Yan Di, not tall, but an old man of medium build.

But the old man stood there, but his body seemed to be as high as the sky.

It is the old head of Guangcheng Mountain, Yuan Zhengfeng!

Huang Guanglie in the sky looked down at Yuan Zhengfeng: "You actually got out of the customs so quickly, and even more successfully passed the test?"

"Before you retreated, the old injury has recovered?" Huang Guanglie quickly understood: "How did you do it? If the injury has healed long ago, why didn't you retreat earlier, just to wait for me?"

Yuan Zhengfeng smiled: "It's not as boring as you think, it's just that you are unlucky and I am lucky."

Looking at the old master who talked and laughed freely on Qiantian Peak, all the Guangcheng Mountain warriors cheered.

As for Puzhaojun, Pan Botai, Lin Tianfeng and others, the Dasun Sacred Sect and Tianlei Palace warriors were no longer looking relaxed.

Yuan Zhengfeng not only successfully ascended to the Holy Realm, but also exited the customs much earlier than everyone expected, which really caught them off guard.

After all, this is where the gate of Guangcheng Mountain is located. Yuanzheng Peak has the advantage of occupying the home court, and with the blessing of the Taiqing Great Formation, even if Huang Guanglie succeeds in reaching a higher level in the realm of martial arts, can he beat Yuanzheng Peak here in Guangcheng Mountain? , is also unknown.

Huang Guanglie looked at Yuan Zhengfeng, and said slowly: "Even if you become a saint, even if you are out of customs, so what?"

"For the old man, there is no big difference!"

After finishing speaking, Huang Guanglie raised his hands together, and then pushed them forward flat.

The majestic golden light gathered between his hands, and the other lights in the world dimmed, as if all of Huang Guanglie's hands were concentrated.

The golden light shone like a real sun on the sky, its height was lowered to less than 10,000 feet from the ground, and the endless heat and explosive power of destruction were all concentrated here.

Zhiyang Fist Sutra, the Great Sun Comes East!

This is how Huang Guanglie, the Martial Saint from the East, earned his title!

The violent force, destroying the momentum of decay, completely turned the world around Guangcheng Mountain into a melting pot, into a world of golden light.

But in this world, suddenly there is a huge palm stretched out, as if to bring the surrounding world into the palm of his hand.

Yuan Zhengfeng looked at Huang Guanglie: "Huang Laoman, it's my fault. I stayed in the Grand Master realm for so long that I made you forget that when we were in the same realm, you were always my defeat."

The huge palm turned over, and the sky and the earth spun. It seemed that Yuan Zhengfeng was holding the brilliant sun in his hand.

"Heroes don't mention being brave back then. You are still one step ahead of me now. I also admit that at this time, your personal cultivation and strength are still better than mine."

"But we are both Martial Saints, the gap between you and me now is much smaller than the distance between Martial Saints and Grand Masters back then."

Yuan Zhengfeng's one-style Guangcheng Tianzhang fell down, directly smashing the terrifying sun!

"And now, the place where we are fighting is in my Guangcheng Mountain."

Under normal circumstances, if you want to step on someone else's mountain gate, the top powerhouses on both sides must be at least one level higher than the opponent's level to attack the mountain.

This is on the premise that the two sides are of the same level of cultivation and strength.

With the collapse of the golden sun, the fire scattered all over the sky and turned into a vast rain of golden fire.

The fire is bright.

However, it reflected that Puzhao Jun and the others had a gloomy complexion.

In the distance, two extremely powerful auras approached quickly.

One is fierce and violent, and the other is vigorous and heavy.

While colliding and entangled with each other, the two rushed towards Guangcheng Mountain at the same time.

Yuan Zhengfeng and Huang Guanglie kept their eyes on each other.

They all knew who the visitor was.

One is currently one of the top powerhouses in the eight great worlds, the master of the Tianlei Palace, the Qinglei Martial Saint, and Shen Li, the "Eight Directions Thunder".

One is one of the few holy weapons currently in the Eight Great Worlds, a holy weapon belonging to Cangwu Mountain, the Sky Axe.

While approaching Guangcheng Mountain, the speed of these two powerful auras gradually slowed down, and they continued to entangle and confront each other, but they no longer approached Guangcheng Mountain.

Huang Guanglie ignored the person who came, he spread out his palm, and a long golden ruler suddenly appeared in his hand.

The holy weapon owned by the Great Sun Sect, the Great Sun Hengtian Ruler!

With the holy soldier in hand, Huang Guanglie's aura surged again, and then he held the big sun scale and knocked down towards Guangcheng Mountain and Yuanzheng Peak.

As if the great sun is passing through the sky, measuring the sky, the majestic power is unstoppable.

The holy soldier fell into the hands of the martial saint to stimulate the power, and the horror was far beyond the reach of a great master like Huang Xu.

But on Guangcheng Mountain, Yan Di had already shed his Taiqing robe.

Yuan Zhengfeng opened his arms to both sides, and with the Taiqing robe on his body, his majestic power was once again increased, and he was higher than the sky.

Once again, the Guangcheng Tianzhang blasted out, shaking Huang Guanglie and Da Riheng Tianru head-on!

The violent forces collided, and the whole world was shaking slightly.

There are even cracks in the void, and cracks appear in the space.

On Guangcheng Mountain, Yan Di didn't stay idle even after taking off his Taiqing robe, he raised his sword and pointed at Pan Botai, Pu Zhaojun and others.

Amidst the sound of the dragon's chant, the sky-shattering saber intent soared into the sky.

Although Elder Zhang, Elder Gong and others were seriously injured, under Duize Peak, Elder He was finally able to get rid of the shackles and not stick to the spot.

She opened her palms and also attacked the enemy attacking the mountain.

Yan Di's saber is as powerful as the sky, and it seems like the sky is falling under the sword. The terrifying power envelopes Puzhaojun, Pan Botai, Lin Tianfeng and the supernatural masters of Thunder Palace that day!

What made Pan Botai and others horrified was that so many of them could not resist Yan Di!

All four of them were defeated, Yan Di stared at Pan Botai, and said coldly: "You said just now, who will pay for his life?"

While Pan Botai shouted angrily, he picked up his high-grade Lingbing sword, and slashed at Yandi with the Fentian sword tilted westward.

Under Yan Di's knife, Pan Botai let go of his weapon, and the martial arts spirituality he achieved after becoming superhuman, the west-slanting burning sky, was directly split in half by Yan Di!

Pan Botai was frightened and angry, but saw Yan Di withdrawing his weapon: "If you hadn't disturbed the Taiqing formation, our sect suppressed Jueyuan, it wouldn't be so hard, my senior brother doesn't have to kill himself, and I, Guangcheng Mountain, wouldn't be as good as I am now Big casualties."

A cold light flickered in the tiger's eyes, Yan Di suddenly raised his hand and clenched his fist, the fist was as bright as a diamond!

The head of the Supreme Baji, the unique skill that the Iron Lion King Shi Tie was good at during his lifetime, the Vajra Body!

Yan Di punched forward with a bang!

Pan Botai was blown away like a kite with a broken string!

When Puzhaojun, Lin Tianfeng and others saw this, their faces all changed color, and their figures began to retreat.

Although Huang Guanglie and Dayi Heng Tianchi are strong, but at the gate of Guangcheng Mountain, they can't help but have Yuan Zhengfeng and Taiqing Robe blessed by the Taiqing Great Formation.

At this point in the war, it is no longer feasible to destroy Guangcheng Mountain.

Mr. Puzhao, Lin Tianfeng and others were furious: "Let's see if you can stay in the gate of Guangcheng Mountain for the rest of your life!"

At this time, on Zhenlei Peak, Yan Zhaoge, who was gradually being ignored by the big bosses, looked directly at Mr. Puzhao and the others in the sky: "I need to think about how to deal with Huang Guanglie and take you all out of the gate. Everyone else stays, which of the two matters is more certain."

"Now, I feel that I don't have to choose, and I can fight for two things at the same time."

Yan Zhaoge's eyes were cold, and he stomped his feet.

On the top of the thunder-shocking peak, the pattern lights up! (To be continued.)