Chapter 283 Heavenly Position, Death!

Faced with Pei Xuanjing's terrifying sword, the white-haired old man did not dare to underestimate him at this moment, because the strength Pei Xuanjing showed just now had made him understand that this boy should not be underestimated.

His body shook, and the sound of gas explosions continued to ring around him. The air waves formed by the essence of heaven and earth rolled, and the momentum was huge, like a raging sea.

In an instant, everything within a radius of dozens of feet seemed to be still and controlled by his thoughts.

Boom!

Two fists blasted out, the sky whistled, and the fist force turned the air into a vacuum. The extremely domineering fist force collided with Pei Xuanjing's sword.

The rolling air waves swept around, and the sharp fist intention seemed to be a river pouring down, continuous and unstoppable.

Pei Xuanjing's sword light was sharp, and the sword energy was like a thunder dragon roaring, rolling and leaping. Wherever the sword light went, the air was cut, the sword light was sharp, the edge was unmatched, and countless sword energy crisscrossed.

The violent collision between the two people was like the violent breath of mountains and seas bursting, the destruction of heaven and earth, and the collapse of the sky and the earth.

Boom boom boom.

The continuous and violent collision sounds were like the thunder of the nine days, resounding over the grassland, causing countless winds and clouds.

"The strong man of the heavenly position is really terrifying!" Pei Xuanjing frowned secretly.

The two fought for several moves, but the opponent's momentum did not decrease. The ubiquitous essence of heaven and earth was used by the opponent, as if it was endless, and there was no time to exhaust it.

Even if Pei Xuanjing could temporarily control the essence of heaven and earth around him with the help of the innate thunder energy, it was not endless. After a long period of consumption, he would definitely fall behind.

"Today, I will definitely kill you!" The white-haired old man laughed wildly.

Although he didn't know what method Pei Xuanjing used to control the power of heaven and earth before entering the heavenly position, he understood one thing, that such a method would definitely not last too long.

So he completely gave up the idea of ​​a quick victory, and wanted to drag it out until the opponent was exhausted, waiting for that time, maybe he could capture him.

As expected.

After a few moves, the opponent showed some signs of lack of stamina.

Hearing the words of the white-haired old man, Pei Xuanjing's face turned cold, and he knew in his heart that he must not drag it out.

Moreover, from the fight with the opponent just now, he also roughly understood some of the mysteries of the Tianwei strongman.

To deal with such a Tianwei strongman who refines Qi, they can already be said to have endless true Qi. With the help of the endless essence of heaven and earth, there will be no time when the true Qi is exhausted.

Therefore, if you want to kill such a strong man, you can only use a killing move.

Flying fairy from the sky!

He turned his body suddenly, soared into the air, and swung his sword.

The Divine Sky Heavenly Will Art was performed wantonly, the power of the Yin God was slowly released, and a terrifying breath permeated.

Pei Xuanjing, from top to bottom, seemed like a celestial being, with divine power like a prison, judging the common people.

Wherever the Divine Sword passed, it turned into a vacuum, as if it was a sword from the sky, like a white rainbow piercing the sun.

Although the long sword in Pei Xuanjing's hand at this moment was only a hundred-fold divine weapon, after adding the power of the Yin God, its power was not inferior to that of a thousand-refined divine weapon, emitting an unparalleled sharpness, as if it could even cut the soul.

"What!" The white-haired old man's face changed suddenly, and he looked at the sword with fear in his eyes.

This sword!

The white-haired old man, who originally thought he had won, suddenly changed his face and was horrified. Facing this sword, he felt the real breath of death.

In his eyes, this sword from top to bottom.

It was as bright as the sun in the sky, carrying the power of the sky, cutting all the four directions and five elements, as if even the heaven and earth were cut apart.

The power of a sword is so terrifying!

"It's just a mere third level, do you really want to go against the trend and kill the heavenly position?" The cold voice of the white-haired old man resounded in all directions, and he glared.

As he spoke, he slowly raised his arms and clenched his fists, as if he was holding the world in his hands.

The surging fighting spirit on his body burned, as if even the sky was infected by it and turned red.

Kill!

He punched out with both fists, and even the world was shaken, as if the earth sank a little, and then the vast fist prints came up to meet Pei Xuanjing.

The sword was brilliant and swift, and the sword intent was gathered on the sword body without firing, but the sword's edge was extremely terrifying. The sword light flickered, like a startling lightning, like a long rainbow across the sky.

Bang!

At the moment of the collision, the Baizhe Divine Sword in Pei Xuanjing's hand was instantly as fragile as tofu, and turned into countless fragments and splashed out.

Pei Xuanjing was hit in the arm by the punch, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and flew backwards, falling from the sky.

"Haha, it's a pity that you only used an ordinary magic weapon. If you had a peerless magic sword in your hand, I'm afraid I would really be defeated by you today." The white-haired old man laughed wildly.

Then he said in a deep voice; "You have such terrible strength at such a young age, I almost suspect that you are the reincarnation of a celestial being. But no matter where you come from, you will die today."

Suddenly, his face paused, and the whole person froze in place, with an incredible look in his eyes and deep shock, and fell to the ground.

Heavenly strongman, die!

"Ahem." Pei Xuanjing struggled to get up and murmured: "I was still too arrogant this time. If I hadn't used the power of the Yin God, I'm afraid this life simulation would have stopped here."

The heavenly strongmen in this world are comparable to the spiritual strongmen in the Ming world, but they mainly practice the way of qi, which can connect heaven and earth and mobilize the power of heaven and earth.

But they are not proficient in the practice of the way of refining the soul, and this white-haired old man is probably just in the beginning of condensing the soul.

If he fights with a strong man of the same world, it will not be a weakness.

But compared with Pei Xuanjing, a cultivator who has transformed into a Yin God, it is a glaring flaw.

If the opponent is intentional, he may be able to defend himself. But just now, all his attention was on Pei Xuanjing's sword, and he didn't realize that this was just a cover. Pei Xuanjing's real killer move was to hit his soul directly.

So, although he blocked the sword, he did not block the terrifying power of the Yin God, and was hit by Pei Xuanjing.

Rumble.

The sky changed, and thunders sounded one after another. In an instant, dark clouds gathered, and it seemed that heavy rain was coming.

Pei Xuanjing looked up at the sky and said to himself, "When a powerful person of heavenly rank dies, will heaven and earth feel it?"

According to some classics he had seen, a powerful person of heavenly rank can feel heaven and earth, and if he dies, it will inevitably cause changes in the celestial phenomena.

[Fifteen years old: You killed a powerful person of heavenly rank in the grasslands of the clouds, and the world was shocked. ]

Pei Xuanjing looked at the prompt of the simulator in his mind and shook his head slightly.

He quickly cleaned up the battlefield and quickly left.

He knew that when such a big celestial phenomenon occurred, someone would definitely come, but in his current situation, it was not appropriate to take action.