The reason why this happened was because of a miscalculation by Tsing Yi Ke.
Infinity Bi could at least stop that iron knife for three breaths of time.
The problem is that when Bie Yanghong attacks him with an unprecedented fearless attitude, as a wife, Wu Wubi naturally responds.
After that, no matter whether she really wanted to understand why Bie Yanghong did what she did, or she was still puzzled, her actions would naturally slow down.
In the end, it didn't take three breaths of time for the iron knife to cut through those strands of dust and cut through the Taoist sleeve.
So, when Tsing Yi Ke thought he could finally escape successfully, he saw the iron knife coming towards him in the sky.
A scream full of anger and unwillingness resounded through the sky and fell among the peaks.
What followed was the sound of howling piercing through the air.
A straight line reaches somewhere between the cliffs from a high altitude, and two figures can be vaguely seen at the front.
With a loud bang, countless smoke and dust rose from the cliff, and a hole appeared.
The entire mountain trembled slightly, and after a few breaths, a certain place on the cliff flat on the top of the peak suddenly swelled high, and then split open violently, spewing out countless smoke and dust.
Those two figures came out with the smoke and dust, and then landed heavily on the ground.
The two fell from the sky, entered the cliff obliquely, but came out from the top of the peak, they actually cut through this lonely peak!
The smoke and dust fell slightly, and it could be clearly seen that the guest in Tsing Yi knelt on one knee, clasped his hands together, and clamped a dark and dull iron knife.
The man holding the iron knife is naturally Wang Po.
He didn't turn around, and people seemed to be able to see the steepness of the country from his back.
Bian Yanghong had also returned to the cliff at this time, broke through the smoke and dust, and punched the guest in Tsing Yi.
Then went, and that little red flower.
The little red flower was missing a petal, and looked slightly damaged, but its power was still extremely terrifying.
The Tsing Yi guest flipped his hands over, blocked the iron knife with his halberd, stomped his feet, a cloud of smoke and dust struck the little red flower.
The little red flower bloomed again, extremely delicate and beautiful, and made a sharp sound of breaking through the air.
The iron knife cut down again for no reason!
With a crisp snap, the green halberd was disconnected like this!
The guest in Tsing Yi let out a sharp whistle, and countless smoke and dust were blown up from his sleeves, trying to stop it for a while.
But the smoke couldn't hide the color of the little red flower, let alone the light of the knife.
The safflower is in full bloom again!
Cut again with an iron knife!
Wipe, wipe, wipe!
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Three unimaginably terrifying auras emerged from the cliff flat and shot straight into the sky.
The clouds in the blue sky avoided in fear, and some clouds that floated slower were directly torn into shreds, and then disappeared without a trace.
The battle between the powerful in the sacred field is enough to change the color of the world.
The soft sound of blossoming and the sharp sound of falling knives resounded incessantly in the smoke and dust.
Vibrant red and bright light alternate endlessly.
Suddenly for a moment, all color and light disappeared.
There was a loud bang, and the smoke and dust reappeared.
The ground within a radius of about two miles in the middle of the cliff flat sank down half a foot in an extremely neat manner!
Then there was a long silence, without any sound.
The smoke and dust drifted down slowly.
The first thing to be seen is the extremely smooth and flat ground, as if it had been rolled over countless times, as if it were paved with jade.
Then what appeared was Bian Yang Hong.
There were cuts all over his clothes, and the blood with a faint golden color was flowing slowly.
He shook twice, a bright red color appeared on his face, and then quickly turned extremely pale, probably suffering from serious internal injuries.
Then, Wang Po came out from the smoke and dust, holding the iron knife in his right hand, and the sleeve on his left swayed gently in the wind.
He still habitually drooped his eyebrows and drooped his shoulders as before, looking a bit shabby.
It's just that because of the broken arm, his left shoulder is drooping lower now, it looks a little unnatural, and blood is oozing from it.
In the battle just now, he took Tsing Yi Ke's palm forcibly with his broken arm, and he refused to let the iron knife slow down for a moment.
Among the powerhouses in the mainland's sacred domain, Wang Po and Bian Yanghong are the two most powerful.
Today they joined forces to fight, and their strikes were so tough, with a decisive killing intent, without leaving any room, their intentions were very clear.
They will not give Tsing Yi Ke any chance to leave.
They want Tsing Yi guest to die.
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Tsing Yi Ke's hat had been shattered, revealing the mysterious copper mask.
There is a crack in the middle of the copper mask, which is straight and clear from top to bottom. It should be broken by an iron knife, and there are countless cracks in the rest of the place. It looks as beautiful as the surface of some porcelain, but it is already Not as strong as before, it seems very fragile.
Tsing Yi's body shook twice, and a dull voice came from under the copper mask.
Blood dripped from the straight crack, and then overflowed from those fine cracks. The picture looked extremely strange and terrifying.
His body has been cut off by Wang Po's knife and the different red flowers, and countless cracks have appeared inside. Even the Youfu, Xingqiao and even the Sea of Consciousness are covered with spider web-like scars, which may burst at any time. There was no chance of him surviving.
Thousands of ancient trees that collapsed between the cliffs are still burning, but surrounded by clouds and mist, the fire has gradually diminished, and it will be extinguished soon. Qiqi's half-chi-sinking peak and cliff rised from hundreds of streams of fine smoke and dust, which looked like a tornado that had shrunk countless times, gradually fading and about to be annihilated.
This sacred field powerhouse came to the end of his life, and until now, no one knew who he was.
Yaping is extremely quiet.
Bie Yanghong looked at the guest in Tsing Yi.
Everyone's eyes went back and forth between Bie Yanghong and Tsing Yi Ke, shocked and bewildered.
What is going on in all this
Didn't Bian Yang Hong and Wu Wu Bing Bi just now hunt down and kill His Majesty the Pope, wanting to avenge the killing of their son
Why did a mysterious guest in Tsing Yi suddenly appear? Why when this man in green clothes wanted to kill Chen Changsheng, instead of helping, Bian Yang Hong stopped him, and even did not hesitate to get seriously injured, but also used such a resolute attitude to attack this man, even giving people a feeling that he would die together a feeling of
"How do you know?"
The Tsing Yi guest finally spoke.
He stared at Bieyanghong, the eyes in the copper mask were still deep, but there was already a taste of death.
When he was speaking, Jinze's blood was constantly overflowing from the cracks on the mask, which gave him a strange feeling.
"Master Xin should not have appeared in Fengyang County."
Bie Yanghong wiped the blood from the corner of her lips with her hand, and said: "His appearance is too deliberate, it feels like someone deliberately let him be seen by us."
"This is indeed a loophole, or something that is not perfect."
Tsing Yi Ke said: "This is not my arrangement, but someone in your court wants to wash him off by the way."
The people on Yaping could not understand this conversation, but naturally there were people who could understand it.
Xiang Wang's hands had already left his belt, his eyes moved slightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.