Chapter 172: The Ancestor of Man Kills Fuxi

Boom boom

Tongtian’s will burst out, and he shouted loudly:

“I was above you before, and I am still above you now and in the future. You will never be able to surpass me. Even if I lose my position, I am still above you. You will always be defeated by me. I said it.

As soon as the words fell, endless terrifying magic power rushed directly to the Zhuxian sword formation. In an instant, the holy power was overwhelming, and the sword energy of Zhuxian was even more so.

“Please respectfully ask the leader of the Chan Sect, Yuanshi Tianzun is injured.”

Tongtian leader roared, and the terrifying sword energy burst out. As soon as these words came out, they resounded throughout the prehistoric land, and countless powerful people were horrified.

“Tongtian leader wants to kill Yuanshi Saint? ”

“What a terrifying Tongtian Patriarch, his incomplete body can still hold on to the end. If the scars of the Heavenly Dao were not there”

The Endless Power dared not think about it. If it was the Tongtian Patriarch in his prime, he would probably be the first person under the Dao Ancestor. It’s just a pity that the heaven is jealous of talents.

Inside the sword formation, Yuanshi Tianzun was horrified after hearing it:

“Damn it, Tongtian, you want to kill this saint?”

Yuanshi Tianzun was dumbfounded. If he was killed, it would be a big loss.

“That’s right, this Patriarch wants to kill you. You must die for the sake of the human race.”

Boom boom

“Brother, save me——.”

A roar resounded through the prehistoric land. The reincarnation of the earth and the thirty-three heavens of the Heavenly Dao heard it, and the prehistoric creatures were also shocked.

“What’s going on? The original saint actually asked for help?”

“Oh my God, that’s a saint. After all, they are all saints. He was beaten by Tongtian Patriarch and asked for help? This is a big loss of face. "

"Tongtian Patriarch is too powerful. He has scars from the Heavenly Dao and only one tenth of his power is left, but he is still so powerful that he beat Yuanshi Tianzun to keep asking for help?"

The two saints in the West, as well as the saints from the earth, all sighed at this moment. These words fell into Yuanshi Tianzun's ears, and Yuanshi Tianzun was so angry that he wanted to kill them all with a palm, but now it was important to save his life, otherwise if he was killed, the loss would be great.

"Tongtian Patriarch is really a role model for our generation. Even with his broken body, he beat Yuanshi Tianzun to flee in embarrassment. If he was in his prime, I wonder what the limit of Tongtian Patriarch would be?"

Tongtian Patriarch had fought five people and killed a saint, and fought Hongjun. Although he was defeated in the end, his courage and fighting spirit were enough to make all the people in the prehistoric world admire him.

The moment Yuanshi Tianzun sent out a call for help, the Saint Taiqing was also horrified.

"Tongtian, let go——. "

With a roar, his figure has come to the outside of the Zhuxian Sword Formation, and the Tai Chi diagram is immediately thrown out to suppress the Zhuxian Sword Formation.

"Hahaha, big brother, you think too naively."

The Qingping Sword in his hand instantly burst out with a terrifying sword light, carrying the will of Tongtian.

"What? So strong."

Taiqing was shocked. How could this sword be so strong? Seeing the sword light of billions of kilometers falling from the chaos, the Saint Taiqing felt the crisis and did not dare to hesitate. He immediately sacrificed the magic weapon and placed it on his head.

"Take this move of the Saint, Tongtian Sword Qi."

Boom boom

After a blow, the Saint Taiqing was shocked and kept retreating. The terrifying energy immediately scattered, and the entire East China Sea set off a thousand-foot wave, and even the chaos was also rolling up endless huge waves.

"So strong. "

Billions of miles away, the Taiqing Saint was horrified. This damn Tongtian Sect Master could strike such a sword even with only one tenth of his power. His skills were indeed extraordinary.

The saints in the heavens were also horrified. This was too strong. Even with a broken body, he could strike such a terrifying blow. Tongtian was indeed extraordinary.

The saints were shocked. They were all given special treatment by Hongjun. How could they not defeat the broken version of Tongtian? For a moment, they felt that their faces were also popping. Their faces were so hot.

In the Zixiao Palace, Hongjun also suddenly opened his eyes wide:

"Such a familiar sword move, Tongtian, what happened to you?"

Hongjun's face was very unhappy, but he did not move at this time. He just watched the battle slowly.

Puff——.

The sound of vomiting blood broke the shock of the saints. They only saw Tongtian Sect Master spit out a mouthful of holy blood, and his whole body became older.

"Ahem, it still doesn't work. I have lost nine out of ten of my own mana, and the mana I have accumulated with great difficulty has also been consumed. Is this my limit? "

Looking at his own scars, Tongtian smiled helplessly and shook his head.

"Ahem, I'm still not strong enough, hehe."

Turning around with difficulty, although Tongtian was not convinced, this was reality after all.

"No, I can't just give up. A tree lives on its skin, a person lives on his face, and I'm a saint, how can I be worse?"

Slowly looking at the Zhuxian Sword Formation, at this moment Yuanshi Tianzun was still frantically resisting inside, Tongtian's eyes condensed after seeing it, and he said to himself:

"I've already risked everything for this appearance, if I don't get something, how can I give up?"

Looking at the Zhuxian Sword Formation, looking at Yuanshi Tianzun who was struggling to resist inside, Tongtian's murderous aura instantly burst out:

"In this case, this saint will risk everything, then kill you. ”

I am already powerless, but the Zhuxian Sword Formation is full. Although I am restricted by the scar of Tiandao, my own fighting will is indeed not bad. The ancestor of mankind can use his will to penetrate the stone. I am a saint, how can I be bad?

The terrifying Tongtian will instantly rushed into the Zhuxian Sword Formation, and the Saint Taiqing was horrified in an instant:

"Tongtian, what are you going to do?"

"Haha, what? Of course, I want to kill the saint."

In an instant, the Zhuxian Sword Formation burst into endless light, and the terrifying murderous aura increased again. Only the voice of Tongtian Sect Master came:

"Yuanshi Tianzun, just admit it today."

In an instant, the power of the Zhuxian Sword Formation increased significantly, and Yuanshi Tianzun was beaten back step by step, with countless wounds all over his body.

"Damn it, big brother save me, save me——."

Yuanshi was not afraid of death, but he was reluctant to die. Once he died, the Xianjiao would suffer a great loss.

"Tongtian, let go, after all, we are from the same sect, do you really want to kill us all?"

Taiqing couldn't sit still after all, but he couldn't go forward easily. The Saint Taiqing saw very clearly that the power of the Zhuxian Sword Formation at this moment was stronger than before. If he took action easily, he might get hurt.

How could Tongtian agree to this? He had seen through the faces of the Three Purities.

"Taiqing, either do it or stand aside and cool off, don't talk here."

"Hello, if that's the case, don't blame me."

It was hard to stop, but the battle started again. The Saint Taiqing had to take action, after all, he still had to fight for his breath.

The two sides kept fighting, and Tongtian was naturally defeated. However, at this moment, a stream of light came from the chaos.

"Hmm? That's..."

Ye Yang looked at it suddenly, and then he was overjoyed.

"Haha, it's really easy to get it, Fuxi, it's delivered to the door, then don't leave."

Fuxi is not a saint. After crossing the chaos and coming here, he has been fighting for a long time. He is worried that Nuwa will lose her mind in anger. In addition, the power of the witch and demon calamity lingers in the soul, and Nuwa is very unsafe.

But how can Fuxi compare with the speed of a saint? His whereabouts were seen directly, and the saints in the heavens also saw it.

"Is that the future emperor of the human race?"

"Junior sister Nuwa really spent a lot of money, and she didn't hesitate to use her brother to join the human race. In order to get the luck of the human race, she also risked everything."

Just as everyone was talking, suddenly a stream of light went straight to Fuxi, and the speed was so fast that it came to Fuxi in almost the blink of an eye.

"Not good, the ancestor of the human race wants to kill Fuxi."

"What?