Traveling through the heavens as a myth

Feeling the intent to kill him, Zhong Xuanji frowned slightly, a little puzzled.

He has killed too many people and too many enemies. Those people may line up around Xuanwu City!

"Sure enough, it is a demon who kills without blinking!"

Ning Yang murmured, then shouted out loudly: "Do you still remember Zhenhai City in the gravel world, remember the Ning Family, and remember me Ning Yang?"

The killing intent was soaring, and there was a trace of sadness mixed in it.

"Zhenhai City? Ning Family? Ning Yang?"

Zhong Xuanji murmured, his eyes condensed and his expression changed slightly.

Hearing this, he glanced at Zhong Xuanji and his dissatisfaction was beyond words.

"Unexpectedly, in such a situation, you actually survived! The so-called Flood Dragon Palace master seems to be a waste, and the Sun family is all waste! But it's okay, it's the same if I personally killed you!

Zhong Xuanji was surprised at first, then angry and disdainful, and finally calmed down.

Zhong Xuanji's last words were very casual, as if killing Ning Yang was easy and easy for him.

"Anti-Xuanwu coalition forces, attack! Take down Xuanwu City!"

Ning Yang raised the golden spear in his hand, pointed it at Xuanwu City, and ordered the anti-Xuanwu coalition forces behind him.

Although he wanted to rush in and kill Zhong Xuanji directly without hesitation, he was still responsible for all the anti-Xuanji cultivators behind him.

Suddenly, Kuafu led the giants elite, Li Po led the Jiuli elites, and other anti-Xuan coalition monks led by Zhong Canghuang began to attack Xuanwu City.

The defenders on the city wall, as well as the elites of the major families who supported King Xuanwu, were all ready to meet the first wave of the anti-Xuanwu coalition.

Because most of the forces chose to stand on the sidelines, the anti-Xuanwu coalition forces and high-level combat power are almost the same as the high-level combat power on the side of King Xuanwu.

This is bound to be a battle!

"Zhong Xuanji, come on, today I will avenge the people of Zhenhai City who died innocently!"

Looking at the anti-Xuanji coalition forces charging forward, Ning Yang turned into a golden light and flew towards Zhong Xuanji.

Chapter 226: Let You Change Myself

This battle, compared with the battle of Xiaoqianjie, was by many levels higher than that.

On the battlefield at this time, looking around, at least they are all monks in the Divine Passage Realm, and the Yuan Dan Realm is not uncommon. As for the powerhouses of the Heaven, Earth and Human Realm, they all flew into the sky or fleeed into the void to fight.

In the battle of Xiaoqianjie, the supernatural power is the strongest combat power.

They can only be cannon fodder here!

The moment the two sides contacted each other, the shouts shook the sky, and various magical powers crossed the sky, exploding brilliant fireworks on the battlefield.

The torrent collided with the torrent, leaving corpses all over the ground.

This battle directly entered the most tragic fight from the beginning!

"Hey!"

Ning Yang pierced an enemy monk's chest with a shot, threw the corpse to the ground, and then continued to fly towards Zhong Xuanji.

"Are you in such a hurry to die? I will fulfill you!"

With a bloodthirsty smile glowing at the corner of Zhong Xuanji's mouth, he drew a pitch-black long sword with his right hand, kicked his legs, and turned into a black light to meet Ning Yang.

"Ding! Boom!"

The moment the guns and swords struck each other, a strong shock wave spread out along with the crisp sound of gold and iron struck.

"what!"

"Puff!"

The cultivators on both sides who were fighting nearby were shocked to fly back under the shock wave, and blood spurted from their mouths.

Seeing this scene, the other monks immediately avoided the place where the two were fighting, forming a no-man's land hundreds of meters in size.

There are many such no-man’s land on the battlefield, either on the ground or in the sky, where the strong on both sides will fight each other.

"boom!"

With another roar, Ning Yang and Zhong Xuanji both flew back, but Zhong Xuanji flew farther away than Ning Yang.

Ning Yang was slightly better in the first confrontation.

Faced with this result, Zhong Xuanji's expression was gloomy, and his eyes were full of anger.

Before the battle, he threatened to kill Ning Yang, but he did not expect to fall down the wind at the first blow. This almost turned his previous words into a joke, as if he slapped his face heavily.

He even felt the monks all around who were following the battle laughing, laughing at him for being arrogant, laughing at him just so!

"The tubao cultivator from Xiaoqianjie, I will let you see the gap between the middle and small thousand worlds today!"

Zhong Xuanji roared wildly, his body was surging, his momentum was soaring, and the surrounding space was faintly fluctuating.

"Xuanwu, Tongtian!"

He held up the dark long sword in his hand, and then cut it down suddenly!

"Crack!"

Above the sky, dark cracks spread, forming an irregular pattern.

Then, a piece of "sky" surrounded by cracks fell down.

This piece of "sky" covers a radius of hundreds of meters, and there are dense cracks on it, forming patterns like tortoise shells.

"The sky" has fallen!

Many monks were hitting, and suddenly felt that they were covered by shadows.

it's dark?

They couldn't help looking up, and then they saw the "sky" that had fallen.

"Why is the sky falling?"

"Am I dreaming?"

The warring monk who didn't understand what happened, stared at the "sky" blankly, thinking that he was in a dream.