Yang Xiaojun's sword can not be described as unpleasant. With a flash of cold light, Xiao Tian has been enveloped by a few sword lights.

When the disciples on Penglai Xiandao saw this scene, they could not help but look scornful. How can Xiao Tian, no matter how strong he is, can shake the island protection array of Penglai Xiandao?

Is it not to fall under the divine power of the island Master?!

As for whether Yang Xiaojun can kill Xiao Tian, the disciples on Penglai Xiandao have no doubt. After all, Yang Xiaojun survived the natural calamity only a year ago. After all, when he stepped into the legendary realm, he was not much different from gathering the free immortals.

Xiao Tian looks young. Even if he is gifted, his ancestral tomb is smoking. Can he compete with Yang Xiaojun?

Yang Xiaojun looks at Xiao Tian, who is covered by the sword light, and sneers at him. He uses the exquisite sword technique inherited from Penglai Xiandao, not to mention a wild fox Zen of unknown origin. Even the disciples of yuxu palace in Kunlun county may not be able to crack his sword!

However, Xiao Tian, who was shrouded by the sword light, still had no other actions, as if he had been scared to be silly. He stood still and did not make any Parry or block action.

"Boy, are you scared? I don't want to be merciful Yang Xiaojun sneered, and the sword in his hand was faster than before. He stabbed Xiao Tian's throat!

Seeing that the tip of his sword was about to hit Xiao Tian, Xiao Tian suddenly sighed and waved his right hand. A gust of wind suddenly blew up on the calm sea surface, and the huge waves formed out of thin air and hit Penglai Fairy Island.

And Yang Xiaojun himself also because of the impact of the wind back ten steps, this can be able to stabilize the body.

"How dare you set up a school with this skill?" Xiao Tian shook his head and disdained to say, "it's all right to establish a school. If you don't restrain the disciples to devote themselves to the cultivation of Taoism, instead, it's a disaster to all sides and waste practice. I don't think it's necessary for Penglai Island to exist."

With that, Xiao Tian raised his hands at the same time, and the terrible pressure came from him. The sky quickly became dark. In the sky, a huge dark whirlpool formed out of thin air, in which there were infinite thunder lights flashing.

"Down!"

Xiao Tian ignores Yang Xiaojun, one hand makes a seal, rebukes.

A pale gold thunderbolt fell from the sky and fell straight to Penglai Fairy Island.

"Boy, dare you!" Yang Xiaojun's face suddenly changed. The sword in his hand was waving wildly, and Xiao Tian was enveloped by the fierce sword light.

However, this is enough to cut off gold and jade. The sword light of breaking stone falls on Xiao Tian, but he can't even make him step back!

"Meaningless struggle," Xiao Tian shook his head and waved his big sleeve in his right hand. A strong wind hit Yang Xiaojun and knocked him down on Penglai Island. At the same time, Xiao Tian left his left hand in the air, and a mysterious track emerged. In a blink of an eye, he turned into a huge array, covering Penglai Fairy Island!

At the moment of the formation of the large array, numerous fireballs appeared in the formation, just like the sky fire came down, and fell towards Penglai Fairy Island.

After a period of time, Xiao Tian recovered the eight wasteland XuanHuo formation and scattered the dark whirlpool on his head. However, the original location of Penglai Fairy Island has been covered by sea water, and only a few scorched Black Hills have emerged from the water, which proves that Penglai Fairy Island once existed.

After all this, Xiao Tian's body flashed and flew towards Wuliang Mountain