I saw a golden streamer turn into a huge golden ancient bell, covering the moon and stars, and countless terrifying red sword shadows hit the body, except for a crisp sound, there was no trace left!

Everyone in the Divine Moon Sect was stunned, and Yue Wuhua sighed deeply.

Zhuo Ren's eyes were faintly discernible, and his gaze fell on a figure on the stone carving of the giant sword next to him.

A young man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes and grease-like lips was looking at Zhuo Ren with a smile:

"How is my town bell?"

"Where is Ye Feiyue?" Zhuo Ren said in a deep voice.

"It's really sad, I can't protect myself, and I still care about your concubine!" Li Jianenvoy pulled out a blue long sword and said sarcastically.

Zhuo Ren's face was slightly gloomy, and he didn't say anything, and the Illusory Sun Divine Sword was across his chest.

Ye Feiyang saw the familiar Seagod Sword in Li Jian's hand, his heart beat violently, thinking of Yue Cangyun, who was also his father and teacher, and Ye Feiyue, whose blood was thicker than water, his emotions were out of control, he pulled out his long sword, and wanted to rush over...

Zhuo Ren stood in front of Ye Feiyang, looked at him deeply, and said in a low voice, "Brother, don't be impatient." ”

A faint brother, carrying the responsibilities and obligations in Zhuo Ren's heart, is very different from the Brother Ye he used to call, Ye Feiyang's face changed slightly when he heard this, he held back the anger in his heart, stopped his body, thought for a moment, turned into a blue streamer, and left here.

When everyone in the Shenyue Sect saw this, no one stopped them, and they all knew that the main master was still there. Only Zhuo Ren is the real outlier.

Li Jian's eyebrows were raised, his mind moved slightly, and the Zhentian Bell slowly shrank, and after a few sucks, it transformed into a golden streamer and flew back into Li Jian's hand.

Zhentian Zhong dispersed, revealing the embarrassed figure of Yue Xingchen, at this time, Yue Xingchen's breath was sluggish, his face was distorted, and there were several blood holes on his body, although it was no longer overflowing blood, and the ground was bright red. Although Li Jian's envoy sacrificed the Zhentian Bell in time, Yue Xingchen was still stabbed by several ten thousand sword red rays.

"Thank you, Li Jian. Yue Xingchen barely showed a smile on his face and said to Li Jian.

Li Jianzhi nodded lightly, his gaze still resting on Zhuo Ren. The plain boy in front of him, but he can burst out with such an unusual terrifying power, the moon star with the Moon God Sword, in the bright moon hanging high in the night, even if he copes it himself, it will take a lot of effort, but he, in a few moves, almost wiped it out...

From Zhuo Ren's slightly solemn expression, he did not perceive the slightest fear. Li Jianenvoy hesitated for a moment, did not make a rash move, and said lightly to the rickety old man on the edge of the mountaintop:

"What does the old sect master of the moon mean, is he trying to stay out of the matter?"

Yue Wuhua's face changed when he heard this, and he said in fear:

"The sword envoy is serious, this matter started because of Shenyue, the old man is duty-bound!"

After Yue Wuhua finished speaking, he sighed and slowly walked towards the battle circle. Offending Zhuo Ren and the Sword Pavilion, he had no choice. If Li Jianenvoy hadn't made a move, he might have sacrificed Yue Xingchen to settle the matter, after all, the matter was caused by Yue Xingchen himself. Right now, if you anger the Sword Pavilion, with the strength of the Sword Pavilion's second-grade sect, the Shenyue Sect can be completely wiped out in one day, and killing Zhuo Ren together may be the only way to protect the Shenyue Sect.

Zhuo Ren stared coldly at the three people who were faintly surrounding him, without the slightest nonsense, the Phantom Yang Sword changed for a while, and several red sword qi swept away with Zhuo Ren as the center...

Li Jian's brows furrowed slightly, the power of this casual blow was far beyond the ordinary Huang Xuan late stage, and before he had time to think about it, his figure flashed and disappeared.

Yue Wuhua was the same, his figure flashed, and he appeared beside Zhuo Ren, and as soon as the long sword came out, he cut sideways with a whistling sound.

Yue Xingchen's face changed suddenly, he was not in the realm of the earth, and he did not comprehend the magic skill of shrinking the ground into inches, if it was in his heyday, it might be easy to block or avoid this attack, but he had just suffered a heavy blow, so he could only fight.

"Boom"

The old figure of the moon and stars was violently knocked away, bringing up a blood mist. He was originally sluggish, but at the moment he was curled up on the ground, not knowing his life or death.

Li Jian's expression was indifferent, and he appeared in front of Zhuo Ren in an instant, without looking at the moon and stars, the sword qi was like the wind, the qi was like a rainbow, the sword flashed like electricity, and the blue sword qi sputtered out, and the sword flowers flew towards Zhuo Ren's vital point.

"Boom..."

Zhuo Ren took advantage of the situation and jumped to avoid Yue Wuhua's cross-cut, and the Phantom Yang Sword swung left and right, swinging the sword flowers.

Yue Wuhua also snorted coldly, his momentum was in vain, and the Moon God Sword appeared in his hand at some point, and a gray Xuan Qi rolled out.

"The End of the Moon"

Seeing that Zhuo Ren swung away his attack, Li Jian's face changed slightly, his mouth moved slightly, and the Qi Sea Xuan Qi gushed out wildly, and the Seagod Sword was instantly magnified several times, pointing directly at Zhuo Ren's chest.

"A Sword in the Sky"

At the same time, a golden streamer instantly flew to the top of Zhuo Ren's head, spinning rapidly.

That's the Zhentian Bell!

Feeling the strange power emanating from the sky-shaking bell above his head, the surrounding air instantly froze, Zhuo Ren was shocked in his heart, this must be a power of imprisonment similar to that of the Heaven Sealing Technique in a sword, Zhuo Ren didn't dare to be careless, the red Xuan Qi rolled out, and the Phantom Yang Sword slammed upward, instantly knocking the golden bell shadow away.

"Bang!"

The Zhentian Bell made a crisp sound, landed a few zhang away, buzzed, and instantly swept towards Zhuo Ren.

From the time the Zhentian Bell flew to the top of Zhuo Ren's head to the time when the Zhentian Bell was opened, although it only lasted for a moment, the consequences were indeed fatal.

Zhuo Ren's body only came and slanted, but he could avoid the vital point, the blue long sword stabbed into his right chest with terrifying power, and the Phantom Yang Sword slashed back, and the gray sword qi dispersed, revealing the figure of Yue Wuhua.

"Poof"

The front chest was almost pierced by the Seagod Sword, and the back was cold, and a long line of blood was instantaneous. Blood poured out from his chest, back to his hand, and dripped down the blade of the sword onto the crack mountaintop.

"Hiss"

Feeling the sharp pain coming from his chest and back, Zhuo Ren took a sharp breath of cool air, jumped out of the encirclement, and dodged aside. A milky white pill appeared in the palm of his hand.

Just wanted to stuff it into his mouth, Zhuo Ren was stunned for a moment, the blood hole in his chest and the wound on his back came with a slight tingling sensation, he looked down and was overjoyed, although the body of the divine sword did not block the hard work of these two earth powerhouses, but at this time, the blood stopped flowing out, and the wound was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. The terrifying restorative power of Excalibur's body was jaw-dropping, and after only a few moments, the pain gradually disappeared, and the wound disappeared quietly, leaving only a slight scar.

Zhuo Ren put away the last Jade Qing Pill, his eyes showed joy, and he swept over Yue Wuhua and Li Jian, who were stunned, and said lightly:

"You guys take me too!"

I saw him holding a sword and pointing at the sky, the originally quiet mountain peak suddenly resounded with a dragon roar, the red light of the Phantom Yang Sword skyrocketed, and a fire dragon flew out of the sword, burning fire all over his body, swimming between heaven and earth.

"The Dragon Chasing the Sun"

I felt the air around me rise in vain, and it became hot in an instant. Li Jianenvoy and Yue Wuhua glanced at each other, and slowly leaned together, the fluctuations emitted by this fire dragon were as strong as them, and they both felt a palpitating aura.

"Roar"

The fire dragon roared, and a fiery red dragon breath spat out towards the Zhentian Bell, which already had a machine spirit, abandoned Zhuo Ren, and avoided it in a hurry.

The fire dragon frightened back the Zhentian Bell and hovered above Zhuo Ren's head, the Phantom Yang Sword faintly exuded a scorching aura, and the momentum of the fire dragon became stronger and stronger.

Zhuo Ren's sword blade pointed far away, the fire dragon roared, opened its huge mouth, and rose from the sky with a terrifying coercion, through the clouds and smoke in the sky, and instantly appeared above the heads of Li Jianzhi and the two!

"Fight"

Li Jianzhi and Yue Wuhua both had solemn expressions, and the Xuan Qi shot out without reservation. The fire dragon has developed consciousness, and it cannot be avoided at all.

"Cliff of the Sword"

"The Moon Sweeps the Sky"

The two of them were instantly enveloped in countless golden sword shadows and a thick layer of gray barrier.

"Boom..."

A terrifying shock wave rippled out, the ground shook and the mountains cracked, and the sky was filled with dust in an instant. Time stood still in that moment, crying, wailing.

The entire mountain peak began to loosen, the stone house and the temple of the Shenyue Sect began to collapse, killing and injuring countless people in an instant, and ordinary disciples of the Shenyue Sect began to flee in all directions...

The faces of the many Divine Moon Sect elders on the edge all changed, and without the slightest hesitation, they instantly broke through the air and left.

A blue figure appeared in the sky in the distance, and instantly disappeared into the shaking mountainside.

The stone sculpture of the giant sword of the Shenyue Sect, which had stood on the top of the mountain for less than countless years, was also shattered by the impact.

In a moment, the mountain peaks calmed down, the smoke and dust dispersed, and even the clouds and smoke on the top of the mountain were avoided, and the picture gradually became clear.

Several corpses lay on the edge of the mountaintop, they were the elders of the Shenyue Sect who had been slow to react, and in the center of the first to bear the brunt, there were two faint breaths...

Yue Wuhua's rickety figure curled up on the ground, her breath was sluggish, and her life was refreshed.

Li Jianzhi used the sword as a staff, half-kneeling on the ground, his body trembled slightly, panting heavily, and his fierce eyes were full of intense incredulity.

Zhuo Ren glanced at the two of them deeply, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, this Canglong taught by Zhuo Huantian is simply outrageously strong.

Seeing that Li Jian had caused the two of them to suffer heavy losses, and there should be no way to escape in a short time, Zhuo Ren didn't have time to think about it, and swept towards the Shenyue Sect on the mountainside.

"Feiyue, you must not be fine. ”

Zhuo Ren thought silently in his heart, the impact of the fire dragon just now had washed the entire Shenyue Sect into ruins, although he had signaled Ye Feiyang in advance to wait for the opportunity to move, looking at the dilapidated mountainside, Zhuo Ren was not only worried...

Zhuo Ren stood on the stone pillar of a temple, holding his breath, and the vast divine consciousness covered out...

In a moment, Zhuo Ren's breathing gradually became shorter, and his expression became more and more solemn...

The divine sense carefully swept over every inch of this mountainside, every boulder, although there were countless faint life fluctuations, and even felt Ye Feiyang's fluctuations, but there was still no familiar aura, that familiar lilac figure...

Only the last small area remained, and Zhuo Ren searched more carefully and slowly...

Suddenly, in a corner of the last space, there was a hint of a familiar breath, Zhuo Ren's eyes suddenly lit up, and his heart, which had sunk to the bottom, rose again in an instant...

Zhuo Ren didn't hesitate at all, his mind moved, his figure disappeared, and he appeared in that corner in an instant.