Fantasy: When I encounter strength, I become stronger. My cultivation level has no upper limit.

Boom!

After a fierce collision, Empress Fuyao retreated hundreds of meters, her sleeves were torn to pieces, revealing her arms as white as jade lotus roots, and a stream of bright red blood slowly flowed down.

This is the strength of the number one swordsman in Jiuyou!

The Prison Clan Chief saw this and felt relieved. It seemed that he had indeed found the right person!

The void rippled, revealing the figure of Luo Xing holding a sword.

Under the brim of the hat was a cold and ruthless face, and the eyes were staring at Empress Fuyao like a hawk, as if looking at a prey.

"You are already very honored to be able to take my sword head-on and survive."

Hear the words.

Empress Fuyao's face was frosty, and a hint of strong fear flashed in her eyes.

She had to admit that the other party was very dangerous!

"Come again!"

一声叱喝。

Empress Fuyao used her skills to launch a fierce attack on Luo Xing.

At this point, she has no way out and can only take the initiative to gain the advantage!

"Out of control."

Luo Xing sneered, his figure flashed like a ghost, and his sword skills were unpredictable and all-encompassing.

In an instant, it was as if a netherworld flower bloomed in the depths of hell, and its petals reflected the horrifying scene of the world's rise and fall and destruction.

"This is……"

Empress Fuyao suddenly felt cold all over and her nerves were tense to the extreme.

boom!

The sky was almost collapsing, and night and day were alternating madly.

In an instant, blood foam spurted out from Empress Fuyao's shoulders, abdomen, legs, and arms.

"Finger of annihilation!" She gritted her teeth, found the right opportunity to get close to the opponent, trying to maximize the damage.

The destructive finger light pierced through the sky, as if it was going to annihilate all life.

"Well……"

Luo Xing felt equally bad as he was beaten back, with a trickle of blood flowing from the wrist holding the sword.

But it seems that Empress Fuyao was more seriously injured!

Looking at the shocking scar on his arm, Luo Xing's old face looked a little ugly, as if he didn't expect to be bitten back by the prey.

Empress Fuyao had a gloomy expression and secretly practiced her martial arts to stop the bleeding from her wounds, but she found that any wounds caused by the opponent's sharp blade would be difficult to heal, which meant that her situation would become even worse.

"Fellow Daoist Luo Xing is indeed the number one swordsman in the Nine Netherworlds. He has done something that even I find difficult to accomplish." The Prison Clan's patriarch's eyes gleamed with brilliance.

He had been fighting with Empress Fuyao for a long time but it was difficult for him to cause any harm to the other party. However, Luo Xing quickly accomplished this as soon as he drew his sword. Even if he didn't accept it, he couldn't do anything!

"Fellow Daoist Luo Xing, the situation is urgent, let's work together to kill her!"

As he spoke, the Prison Clan Chief raised the Zhangba Snake Spear, and the surging power of Purgatory gathered at the spear tip, tearing through the void and piercing the target like lightning.

Luo Xing frowned, somewhat dissatisfied.

Because he wanted to kill Empress Fuyao by himself, but after a confrontation, he realized that the other party was not simple. If he joined forces with the Patriarch of the Prison Clan, it would be much easier to take her down.

After weighing the pros and cons, Luo Xing decided to cooperate with the leader of the Prison Clan!

Rumble~

The void around Empress Fuyao was shattered, and two astonishing auras were approaching madly, trying to strangle her.

Unwilling to sit and wait for death, she naturally gritted her teeth and fought back.

Suddenly, blood spilled in the sky. Drops of rich holy blood fell from the sky to the earth like mountains, creating deep pits.

Empress Fuyao was covered in blood, and her phoenix eyes were full of determination and unwillingness.

Fighting one against two was too much for her.

"If I die, what will happen to Kunlun Realm? There is no one in Heaven who can compete with them..."

"Wait, there's also Fellow Daoist Ye!"

A thought flashed through her mind, and a sense of hope arose in Empress Fuyao's heart.

If it were that man, it might not be impossible!

The issue is.

If this continues, the Kunlun Realm will be destroyed. What’s the point even if he comes out later?

Thinking of this, Empress Fuyao's eyes dimmed and the corners of her mouth became more bitter, as if she could already see the fate of the destruction of the Kunlun Realm.

boom!

There was a loud bang.

Empress Fuyao fell on a holy mountain. The majestic holy mountain collapsed with a loud bang, and rocks fell and smoke filled the air.

"hehe,"

Looking at the disheveled woman half-kneeling on the ground, Luo Xing and the Prison Clan leader sneered at the same time.

"Today is the day you die!"

Luo Xing took a step forward, his robe fluttering without wind, and he raised his sword and slashed.

shuh~

The eternal sword light like a vast galaxy fell down, as if to cut the world in half.

With this attack, he left no way for Empress Fuyao to retreat.

The eldest prince Luo Yan saw this and felt a strange feeling in his heart.

He has always respected the strong, and Empress Fuyao did leave a deep impression on him. Perhaps even if billions of years have passed in the future, he will still remember this day clearly, when a human woman once briefly amazed him.

At this critical moment.

Swish, a huge golden hand grabbed from the air and directly shattered the vast eternal sword light!

"what?!"

This sudden change made everyone look extremely shocked.

"Could it be him..." Empress Fuyao seemed to have thought of something and turned her head suddenly. Her phoenix eyes reflected the tall silver-haired figure.

In the setting sun, a man in white walked towards them step by step. The sunset glowed on his body, giving it a layer of sacred glow. For a moment, he felt like he was out of this world.

His sword-like eyebrows slanted into his temples, his face was handsome, his eyes were golden like a god, and his long snow-white hair fluttered in the wind.

He just appeared like that, and the heaven and earth fell silent!

"Who is this?" Luo Xing didn't recognize Ye Junlin and asked in surprise.

What kind of powerful strength is it that can destroy his sword moves in one fell swoop?

"He is Emperor Ye Tian!" The Prison Clan's patriarch had seen the image on the light screen and knew that this silver-haired young man was the Lord of Heaven, Jiuyou's biggest concern!

"Fellow Daoist Ye, you finally came out of seclusion."

Empress Fuyao murmured.

For some reason, after seeing the other person appear, her heart seemed particularly calm, as if all difficulties would be resolved.

"Daoist Fuyao, long time no see."

Ye Junlin came to the sky and said calmly: "I have understood the matter clearly, leave everything to me from now on."

"Ah."

Empress Fuyao nodded, sat cross-legged, and began to concentrate on recovering from her injuries, completely ignoring the two terrifying opponents on the field.

It seemed that the moment Ye Junlin appeared, the outcome of the battle was already decided.

This is a natural trust and recognition of absolute strength!

Luo Xing's face was as gloomy as water, and he asked coldly: "Do you think you are out of danger?"

Empress Fuyao ignored him and continued to recuperate from her injuries.

"court death!"

Being ignored, Luo Xing was completely enraged, and flew towards Empress Fuyao with a sword in hand.

The dark sword light penetrated the sky and the earth, carrying with it an eternal and immortal sword force.

Unexpectedly, Ye Junlin dodged to intercept and punched out with a mighty imperial power, shaking the Kunlun world.

boom!

The sword light was pierced through with overwhelming force.

Luo Xing screamed miserably, his entire arm was covered in blood, revealing some eerie white bones. Suffering from the violent impact, his body flew backwards, smashing one holy mountain after another, with thick smoke billowing.

"what?!"

Luo Yan was horrified, his eyes full of disbelief.

You know, he is the number one swordsman in Jiuyou!

At this moment, he was actually defeated by a single punch!

What he could not accept the most was the identity of that person. It was Ye Junlin, whom he had always regarded as his opponent!

Luo Yan had thought that after he was promoted to Saint Ancestor Realm, he would be able to suppress Ye Junlin and avenge his sister.

The results of it?

He can even knock down a powerful figure like the Nine Nether Sword Saint with one punch. Would he have the ability to do so if it were him?

The answer is obviously no!

Luo Yan knew that with his own strength, he was currently unable to enter the ranks of the strongest. Compared with the strongest, he was still far behind, and it would take a long time to catch up with the gap.

Now, he has witnessed the terrifying power displayed by Ye Junlin.

After Luo Yan was shocked, he felt deeply frustrated and instantly lost the will to compete with him.

This person is invincible!

The Prison Clan elder's face was shocked, his mouth slightly open.

He had thought that Ye Junlin would be very strong, but he didn't expect him to be so strong!

boom!

There was a deafening bang.

"You guy..."

Luo Xing soared into the sky, and the injury on his arm recovered quickly with the help of Shura's energy. He stared at Ye Junlin with fierce and angry eyes.

He didn't believe that there would be such powerful human natives in this world!

"Not dead yet?"

"Then you won't be so lucky next time."

Ye Junlin looked indifferent.

As he spoke, a vast golden halo appeared behind him, with an everlasting brilliant light that seemed to illuminate the long river of time and illuminate the past and present!