In the Valley of Bones, because the dark gray evil atmosphere above was too dense, the original golden light falling in the valley turned a dull silver.

Looking up, it looked more like a silver moon from the dark night, half-covered by dark clouds.

In dim light.

In the Valley of Bones, a sufficiently large and flat ground seemed to be an artificially created square, or a square of killing.

Because, around this large clearing, a large number of human bones are scattered messily. They are only bones, no flesh, and there are thousands of them.

The surface of these bones is more or less deeply wounded by the blades of the sword. In their empty eyes, there seemed to be a glimpse of the horror beneath the blades of the sword.

The years have left a lot of dust on their surface, old and uninteresting.

Silent years, silent memories, silent horrors.

Whoosh whoosh – whoosh –

Suddenly, there were phantoms flying by, I don't know if it was a human or a ghost.

The surface of the ground was shaken up by a large cloud of dust, and it was too late to fall in a panic.

There was a sense of murder in the messy dust.

Xu Yang, Murong Yu, Gongsun Zhi and Black Boy Zhang Li were back to back, face outward, looking around vigilantly.

At this moment, the four of them were already surrounded by ten sword cultivators.

Ten blue-robed sword cultivators, eight men and two women, with different appearances and different heights.

In the same way, their faces and eyes were as cold as ice, and the blades of the sword that they held in their hands were swallowing cold sword qi.

People, cold-blooded people.

Sword, merciless sword.

And the skeletons scattered around the square have habitually become cold bystanders.

"Here they are. Gongsun Zhi took his flame gun in his hand, clamped the end of the gun with his armpit, the tip of the gun pointed to the opposite side, and the flying fire on the tip of the gun lit up, reflecting his pupils.

"These people all have swords in their hands, and it seems that this is a good place to practice swords. Xu Yang's face was fearless, and the power of purple electricity condensed on the surface of his right fist wrapped around his clenched fist like a fist.

"Looks like these guys are going to take the four of us to practice their swords. The black boy shrugged his shoulders, and then unhurriedly took out a handguard hook made of bear claws from his bosom and put it on his right forearm, and then with the help of his teeth, he tied it firmly.

At this moment, he needed sharp bear claws to accompany the other party to practice his sword, and he didn't want to just be cut. His bear claw hand hook is not an ordinary bear claw, but it is inherited from the Bear Peak, a bear claw left by a powerful Bear Ancestor Beast, which is the symbol of the king of the Bear Peak. Its hardness and sharpness are comparable to that of a divine soldier.

"Ten sword cultivators, ten cultivators are all sword cultivators of the Yuan Soul Realm, it's a big trouble. Murong Yu's eyes lit up and his tone was serious.

I don't know when, Murong Yu has already held the string of stone Buddha orbs in his hand. The bright aura on the surface of the Stone Buddha Orb flickered, just like Murong Yu's thumping heart at the moment.

Regarding the sudden appearance of ten sword cultivators, Xu Yang and the four seemed to have expected it. The four people did not panic, they stood back to back, and there were no weaknesses in the four directions of southeast, north, west, and north.

Ten blue-robed sword cultivators stood silently on the periphery, they surrounded the four Xu Yang in the middle, and pointed at the four people opposite with the blades of the swords in their hands.

The ten blue-robed sword cultivators were speechless, their eyes were like poisonous snakes locking their prey, as if they were waiting for someone to give orders.

One, two, three...... Ten breaths passed, and the ten blue-robed sword cultivators still didn't make any next moves.

Nervous, nervous, nervous.

The ground here is flat and spacious, there is no place to hide, and for the four Xu Yang who are surrounded in the middle, the location is not on their side.

Before seeing the weakness of the other party, Xu Yang and the four of them did not plan to make a rash move. Because

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As soon as the back-to-back formation of the four people is messed up, there will be weaknesses in the defense, and the sword of the sword cultivation is used to kill people quickly and accurately.

In the cultivation realm, in terms of light and killing, sword cultivation has always been second to none. The sword itself is sharp from the body to the tip, and there is no room for compromise. Sword cultivation and sword cultivation, although the way of the sword is different, the sword heart is sharp. Therefore, every successful sword cultivator will exude a sharp temperament from the inside out, which makes people dare not underestimate it, and this is the case with the ten sword corrections at this moment.

Ten swords kill four people. In terms of quantity, it is also unfavorable for the four of Xu Yang.

Maybe it was because Xu Yang and the four of them didn't mess up for the time being, so the ten sword cultivators didn't make a move immediately.

Everything seemed eerie and calm.

At this moment, a wisp of dark evil atmosphere, perhaps like to watch the excitement, quietly swept across the ground of the square, making a sand--sand sound.

At the edge of the square, a hollow skull on a skeleton, perhaps frightened by the evil atmosphere, rolled to the ground.

Smack!

The eerie calm was shattered in an instant.

Almost at the same time, the eyes of the ten sword cultivators flashed with a killing bright color visible to the naked eye, and that color was cold and penetrated people's hearts.

Suddenly, the green robe flew up, and the long sword and silver snake.

Ten sword cultivators held ten sword blades in their hands and stabbed straight sword qi, interweaving ten bright colors in the void that were enough to seal the throat with a single sword. Where the blade passed, the air sneered with fear.

The ten sword qi pierced the vital points of Xu Yang's four people, or the heart, or the neck, or the eyebrows, or the dantian......

in one direction.

Xu Yang's eyes narrowed, his feet stepped on the purple lightning, he took a big step forward, and his right fist met the attacking sword blade with a horizontal punch.

Fist movement, thunder.

The fist wind swept, the purple lightning condensed, and a huge dragon of purple lightning appeared out of thin air. In just an instant, the space in front of Xu Yang about ten zhang became the territory of the Purple Electric Dragon.

The purple scales hung up, and the dragon's claws swept.

Dangdang, three crisp sounds, sparks splashed, purple lightning scurried, and three wisps of sword qi were blocked back by Xu Yang with the fist of purple electricity.

But Xu Yang's steady footsteps did not retreat half a minute.

In the other direction.

Gongsun Zhi's red hair turned into a real flame at some point, and his whole person's breath burned like a flame.

Ignite!

He stepped out, and there was a red breath of fire flying under his feet. At the same time, his right arm stretched forward, his wrist twisted, and the tip of the flame gun in his hand deftly stirred one after another.

"Marksmanship - Erlong nods!"

The spear came out, rolling up two flame spear flowers of a certain size, and in the tumbling flames, the shape of the head of the fire dragon appeared.

"Boom!"

The fire burst out, the heat flowed, and the void was crimson.

The power of the two swords on the opposite side was swept away by the tumbling breath of fire. The force that rebounded from the collision fell on the flame gun, and Gongsun Zhi's hand holding the flame gun did not loosen at all, his body just shook, and he stood firmly.

Another direction.

Murong Yu silently recited the magic weapon mantra in his heart, and with a rush of mana, the surface of the string of stone Buddha orbs in his hand suddenly flourished, and in a blink of an eye, it was more than a circle.

He grasped the stone Buddha orb made of eighteen beads with his hand and flung it forward like a whip.

"Buzz!"

The power of the magic weapon is revealed.

Suddenly, eighteen huge, silver orbs of Buddha light erupted from the surface of the orb. The Sanskrit text on the surface of the 18 Buddha light balls is constantly circulating, and the light and shadow of a seated Buddha appear on each of them.

The power of the magic weapon is connected into a large area, almost seamless, like the body protection divine power composed of the vajra of 18 Buddhas in front of the body.

In the next moment, three dazzling sword lights fell on the surface of the Buddha's ball of light.

Boom Boom!

There were three explosions in succession, and the sword light rolled back. The eighteen orbs of Buddha light trembled violently

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Finally, it exploded open, spilling silver light from the sky.

The force of the strong anti-shock pressed over like a collapsing wall, and Murong Yu's figure was forced to retreat half a step back before he could stand firmly. He held the stone Buddha orb in both hands, and his face showed a little nervousness.

Although the magic weapon in his hand, the Stone Buddha Orb, was powerful, but just now, he also used eighty percent of his strength, and the mana consumed was also quite huge.

If it weren't for Xu Yang behind him, Gongsun Zhi and Black Boy Zhang Li fighting side by side, I'm afraid that this time, Murong Yu would have to think about how to retreat.

The last direction.

The black boy Zhang Li made a move at the same time.

His heart suddenly tightened, and the blood veins of the overlord in his body immediately boiled, and the surface of his body exuded a dark black overlord realm, and at the same time showed a tall overlord form.

The corners of his mouth twitched, revealing sharp, beast-like teeth. His brows were furrowed, his eyes were round, a wisp of black beast hair came out of his head, and his body was already slightly dominant.

Without stopping, he took two quick steps forward, his right arm with a handguard hook made of the claws of the Bullying Bear swept out.

"Brute Arts—Bear Claws!"

The claw fell, and a three-zhang sized shadow of a bullying claw appeared in the void, and the powerful brute force tore the void open several pitch-black cracks.

"Boom!"

The two sword qi stabbed from the opposite side returned in vain under the claws of the overlord bear.

The black boy stood like a bear beast, landed on all fours, and then raised the claw hook of his right hand and licked it on the tip of his tongue, revealing his domineering aura.

......

It's just a round, and for the four of Xu Yang, it's a completely defensive round. But the four of them already had a rough estimate of the strength of the ten sword cultivators on the opposite side.

Ten sword cultivators are not weak, but if it is one-on-one, Xu Yang and the four are sure to win. As long as the opponent's sword cultivation is exposed and the number of opponents who can fight is weakened in time, Xu Yang's side can gain the initiative on the battlefield, and victory is a matter of course.

The first wave of attacks of the ten sword cultivators was neatly blocked by the four of Xu Yang, and their upside-down bodies barely stood firm. At this moment, it may not be impossible to take the initiative.

"One-on-one, counter-kill!" Xu Yang transmitted in time.

This time, Xu Yang, Murong Yu, Gongsun Zhi and Black Boy Zhang Li conducted the Golden Light Pagoda trial mission as the temporary team of the Blue Clothes Hall of the Golden Buddha Temple, and Murong Yu was the nominal team leader.

But judging from the performance of the four of them against the enemy before, Xu Yang showed a combat power and calm judgment that was a step above the other three.

Therefore, the other three were still convinced by Xu Yang's comprehensive strength. In actual combat, he prefers to take Xu Yang as the actual commander.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The eyes of the four people showed the look of killing that should have been.

Almost at the same time, all four of them had counter-killing actions.

With a snort, a pair of huge purple lightning wings were born behind Xu Yang.

The wings of purple lightning rolled, and a purple lightning exploded.

Xu Yang's body disappeared in place, and the next moment, he appeared twenty zhang away from the opposite side, just in front of a sword cultivator.

The speed comparable to teleportation, there was almost no pause, Xu Yang saw that sword cultivator's chest and punched out.

"Fist - Thunder Fire!"

The punch came out, and the thunder exploded.

The move of this punch is completely the move of the Dark Fire Fist that Xu Yang is good at, as smart as Xu Yang, and at this moment he injected the power of purple electricity into it.

"Bang!"

The purple lightning exploded like flying fire, and the sword cultivator's body was directly blasted out thirty zhang away like a piece of paper, and he sat directly on the ground. A fist-sized depression appeared in his chest. In the depression, the clothes were shattered, and the arc of electricity left behind by the aftermath of purple electricity crackled.

......

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