The smile on the face of the hunchbacked old man in the cloth robe faded.

His eyes were like a turbid abyss, staring at Su Yi, "If I can kill you once, I can kill you a second time. If you don't believe me, you can try it yourself."

The hoarse sound like the friction of swords was still sounding, and the starry sky suddenly trembled violently.

And the figure of the old man with a hunchback in the cloth robe disappeared out of thin air.

The next moment, a black walking stick, like lightning, pierced through the fetters of time and space and smashed hard at Su Yi.

clang!

The sword suddenly appeared just a short distance away, blocking the front.

But in an instant, it was smashed and flew out.

The power of that black walking stick was too overbearing, even if Su Yi had been prepared and resisted with all his strength, it would be as unbearable as a man's arm blocking a car.

Besides, Su Yi couldn't dodge at all.

This starry sky is shrouded in the power of the cloth-robed hunchback old man!

At this moment, Su Yi felt the deadly breath blowing towards him, and the skin all over his body tingled.

Without any hesitation, he used foreign objects.

boom!

The Nine Prison Sword roared out.

An overwhelming terrifying sword power suddenly appeared.

In the past, Su Yi could only borrow the breath of the Nine Prison Sword.

And now Su Yi has stepped into the realm of gods! It has been possible to really use the Nine Prisons Sword!

When he mobilized his whole body of Dao Xing with all his strength and sacrificed the Nine Prisons Sword, the power of that body changed dramatically.

Inside the body, the Chaos Sea roared like anger.

The epoch fire burst into an obscure divine flame.

The Shinto Dharma in the Sea of Consciousness roared.

The Taoism and spirit of that body were all integrated into the swordsmanship attainments, and they were slashed out by the Nine Prisons Sword.

clang! !

The starry sky trembled, and the void of the ten directions cracked.

Immediately, the Nine Prisons Sword trembled.

Su Yi was blasted out.

It took a few thousand feet to stand firm.

puff!

He coughed up blood on his lips, his face was pale, and his qi was almost exploded, and he was severely injured!

But, he blocked the blow!

"It's actually blocked..."

In the distance, the cloth-robed hunchback old man's eyes were terrifying, and a look of consternation appeared between his brows.

He is a Taoist, and he is better than the God Lord at the peak of Jiu Lian, and he has touched the threshold of the long river of destiny!

And Su Yi is in the realm of creation.

Above the Creation Realm is the Creation Realm, the Creation Realm, and above that, the Immortal Realm cultivation base that is nine times apart from the Dao of Refinement!

If you only calculate the difference in cultivation bases, there is a huge difference!

But now, it was this character who had just become God's Creation Realm, but he blocked his blow.

How could this surprise and surprise him?

Even though the cloth-robed hunchbacked old man knew that Su Yi's creation realm had enough combat power to threaten the higher gods.

But don't forget, the Immortal Realm level has a gap of nine Refinement Dao Tribulations.

And his cultivation has already surpassed the Immortal Realm of the Nine Refinements Peak!

The comparison becomes even more outrageous.

"It's that sword!"

Immediately, the eyes of the cloth-robed hunchbacked old man were fixed on the Nine Prisons Sword in Su Yi's hand, his eyes blazing.

Anyone who has ever been enemies with Yi Daoxuan and Li Fuyou, who doesn't know the horror of this mysterious Dao sword?

"As long as you hand over the reincarnation, the epoch fire, and this sword."

The cloth-robed hunchbacked old man said, "This seat promises to give you a way to survive today! Otherwise..."

"Daydreaming."

Su Yi laughed.

He wiped the blood from the corners of his lips and clenched the Nine Prison Sword in his hand, "Today I am defeated, it is nothing more than reincarnation and rebuilding, what can you do to me?"

"Humph!"

The cloth-robed hunchbacked old man's face sank, he waved his black crutch, and shot again.

clang!

Su Yi was blown away again.

There were countless cracks in the incomparably powerful body, and blood flowed out like a stream.

His face was getting paler, his qi was disordered, and the Nine Prison Sword in his hand was humming and trembling.

The realm gap is too big!

If it was a Divine Master at the first and second levels, Su Yi still had the confidence to fight against him.

But this old guy is stronger than the Dangling God Lord of the peak of the Nine Refinements, such as Burning Lamp Buddha and God Lord Yunxiao.

How to fight this?

It is no exaggeration to say that at this moment, he is really like a mayfly, and his opponent is a towering tree!

That kind of gap can't be made up even by desperately using the Nine Prisons Sword!

However, Su Yi was not discouraged.

He has never been afraid of life and death!

"I blocked it again... This Dao sword must be a wonderful forbidden object."

In the distance, the cloth-robed hunchbacked old man exclaimed, "When we killed Yi Daoxuan, we had already noticed the extraordinaryness of this sword, and we never thought that the endless long years had passed, and the might of this sword will not be diminished in the past!"

Immediately, he raised his eyes and stared at Su Yi, and said with a smile: "However, if you don't have any other cards, I promise, you can't stop my third attack."

The voice is still echoing, and he has shot again.

boom!

He raised the black crutches in his hand, a little in the air.

The starry sky suddenly collapsed, twisted and collapsed, giving people a sign of complete disintegration.

And a black divine light has split time and space and smashed hard at Su Yi.

There is absolutely no way to dodge.

All the space is distorting and collapsing, and the terrifying power of this blow has already locked Su Yi firmly!

Su Yi stood there, not hiding.

His deep eyes were indifferent, without emotional fluctuations.

It seems to have given up resistance.

But at this moment-

boom!

In his palm, the Nine Prison Sword burst into the sky with a monstrous roar, sweeping across the sky abruptly.

The black divine light that was slashing in the face suddenly collapsed and disintegrated, and it collapsed like rain!

"Um?"

The pupils of the cloth-robed hunchback old man shrank.

"After so many years, you old hunchback is still so shameless."

A dull, cold voice sounded.

Accompanied by the sound, the Nine Prison Sword underwent an incredible drastic change at this moment. Above the sword body, the third divine chain entwined roared, spreading out an obscure and mysterious avenue of light and rain.

"Yi Daoxuan?!"

The cloth-robed hunchbacked old man's face sank, and his figure suddenly disappeared.

The next moment, he waved the black wooden staff and smashed it towards the Nine Prisons Sword fiercely.

Clearly to undermine the changes taking place in the Nine Prisons Sword.

clang! !

The Nine Prison Sword trembled violently, and was hit hard.

But it was not smashed into the air, because a large and generous hand had firmly grasped the hilt of the sword.

The owner of the big hand was a thin man with messy long hair and a scribbled beard.

The man has broad shoulders and narrow waist, his skin is bronze-colored, his face is as sharp as a knife and axe, and his brows are full of determination.

Standing there at this moment, holding a sword in one hand, it gives people a verve that is shattering, immortal, immortal, and unshakable.

boom!

When the man appeared, his wrist suddenly turned, and the Nine Prison Sword burst into light, directly shaking the black wooden staff away.

The hunchbacked old man in the cloth robe was shocked and retreated thousands of feet!

"Yi Daoxuan! It's really you!"

The cloth-robed hunchbacked old man was astonished and couldn't believe it.

That beard and hair scribbled, thin and tall man, is Yi Daoxuan!

The fourth generation who was called by He Bo as the most tragic, like a lost dog!

However, what appeared in front of him was only Yi Daoxuan's Taoism power.

"I'm sorry, it's the feud I had during my lifetime that affected you."

Yi Daoxuan turned around and looked at Su Yi, and there was a hint of apology in his rock-solid expression.

"You and I are the same person, it's impossible to talk about who is implicated."

Su Yi shook his head slightly.

As early as when the hunchbacked old man in the cloth robe appeared, Su Yi noticed that there was an imperceptible change in the divine chain that sealed the power of the Fourth World's Dao Karma on the Nine Prisons Sword.

Until the hunchbacked old man in cloth robe said that he was one of the great enemies who killed Yi Daoxuan, Su Yi finally understood why the power of Taoism in the fourth generation had changed.

Therefore, Su Yi was not surprised that Yi Daoxuan made a move at this moment.

However, Su Yi was quite surprised when he saw Yi Daoxuan's displayed combat power.

Yi Daoxuan at his peak was clearly not inferior to Li Fuyou!

"No wonder He Bo was so regretful when he talked about Yi Daoxuan, saying that if he hadn't died at the beginning, his future achievements would not have been under Xiao Jian."

Su Yi secretly said.

"I will do everything in my power to send you to God's Domain."

Yi Daoxuan saw that Su Yi was seriously injured, and his body was about to shatter, which was terrible.

Su Yi nodded.

"Wishful thinking! When you were at your peak, you were also killed by us and ran away like a dog. Now you are just a force of will. What are you fighting against us?"

In the distance, the hunchbacked old man in cloth robe was very disdainful.

Yi Daoxuan looked resolute and calm, looked at the other party, and said: "In those days, if I hadn't been plotted by a traitor and suffered Dao injuries, none of you would be my opponent."

Not talking harshly.

Rather, it is stating a fact.

After all, Yi Daoxuan shot.

He took a step forward, shrinking the ground into an inch, turning the horizon into a mere inch, and the Nine Prison Sword brought a waterfall-like sword qi out.

Very simple one hit.

But the collapsed starry sky was suddenly stabilized, and a supreme sword power spread, like a sword prison, banning the void of the ten directions.

The old man with a hunchback in the cloth robe was trapped in it.

He snorted coldly, waved the black wooden staff, and shook it hard.

boom! !

In the blink of an eye, the cloth-robed hunchbacked old man retreated violently. This sword not only broke through his offensive, but almost ripped open his entire body!

Even if he finally avoided it, a **** sword mark remained on his chest!

Su Yi couldn't help but be surprised.

Yi Daoxuan's Dao karma power reveals the immortal Dao Xing at the level of Nine Refinements.

But when he made a move, he was able to repel the old hunchback who was better at it with a single sword!

This level of combat power is indeed comparable to Li Fuyou!

At first, Su Yi thought that the reason why Yi Daoxuan had a tragic life and a miserable life was because his Taoism was too weak.

But now it seems, obviously not!

"You alone can't stop me."

Yi Daoxuan's tone was calm.

His temperament is firm, and his kendo strength is extremely firm. He is like an immortal mountain, which is indestructible when it moves, and indestructible when it is still!

"Do you think we didn't expect changes to happen today?"

The cloth-robed hunchbacked old man sneered.

As soon as the voice sounded, he seemed very dissatisfied and frowned: "Everyone, Yi Daoxuan's defeated generals have appeared, so you plan to stand by and watch?"