As soon as the words fell, the scorching sword in Yi Yunmu's hand suddenly swung out, only to see three thunderbolts falling from the sky, suddenly forcing towards Zang Wufeng.

Zang Wufeng sneered: "Yun Mu, you underestimate me too much!"

After saying that, he was surprised to see the Cihong Sword in Zang Wufeng's hand stabbing out, and a shocking red sword yuan fell incomparably, and it collided with the thunderbolt and burst, exploding into a sky-high wave that swept in all directions.

Yi Yunmu's eyes had not slackened for a long time, she knew very well that Mo Bufan's strength, especially the Fire Qu Sword Yuan she comprehended, was extremely powerful, and once she had the heart to use it, it would be like a heavenly fire falling into the world.

But Yi Yunmu is not without the power to counteract, after all, the realm of Yuan is not unique to sword cultivation.

"Xuanhuilu: Wind and Thunder Shock!"

I saw that the scorching sword in Yi Yunmu's hand was flying hard, and the aura on his body was also surging and surging, like the raging tide of the sea, and then a cyan pillar of wind and thunder and lightning condensed in the sky, galloping towards Zang Wufeng.

Because everything Yi Yunmu used was too fast, it was almost a blink of an eye to condense the offensive, and when Zang Wufeng came back to his senses, the violent pillar of wind and thunder was already close at hand, and it was a moment that could not be delayed.

Zang Wufeng immediately slashed his sword, and in an instant, hundreds of fire-curved sword elements condensed into a fire-colored spirit shield in front of him, tightly protecting his body, not giving the slightest chance for the outside world to attack.

Seeing this, Yiyun Mu exerted his aura even more majestic, and the moment the wind thunder and lightning pillar received the aura, the scale suddenly became three times larger, and now it was already fifteen zhang wide, and the dead Zang Wufeng was trapped in it.

Countless thunder chains were like tireless green snakes, constantly attacking the fiery red spirit shield in front of Zang Wufeng's body, bursting out bursts of sparks.

After the fire shield, Zang Wufeng already felt that the spirit shield in front of him no longer had the strength to protect him, and within ten moves, it would be broken!

In desperation, Zang Wufeng jumped out of the protective range, and the scar on his chest was slashed with a thunderbolt, and the flesh was exploded, and the surrounding area showed a spreading needle-like red text.

But with this difficult opportunity, Zang Wufeng actually turned the tide of the battle.

I saw a silver-red light suddenly appear in Zang Wufeng's hand, like the aura of the sea fused with the fire curve sword element, forming a red heavenly sword, the axis of which was the Cihong sword in Zang Wufeng's hand.

"Shocking Dust, Fire Song Liuyang!"

Zang Wufeng slashed with a sword, and the red spirit sword in his hand, which was extended dozens of times, fell from the sky, and the brilliance was dazzling, as if it was really a gilded sun.

The moment the two moves touched, Fang Li was silent, as if the entire heaven and earth had been plunged into eternal dead silence.

Immediately after, the pillar of wind and thunder and lightning collided with the huge red spirit blade, and layers of explosions sounded one after another, and within a radius of three miles, there were shocking waves one after another, and countless soldiers who had no time to avoid were swept into the water by the violent force, and even some soldiers' bodies were torn in two by the power released by the two.

This round, a tie!

Zang Wufeng's heart became more and more solemn, and he was also a little shocked: this is the power of Yiyun Muyuan's realm.

As mentioned earlier, a monk who cultivates any martial art can step into the realm of Yuan, and in terms of sword cultivation, what is condensed is the sword element, and in the case of a monk who cultivates magic, what is condensed is the law element.

In this round of confrontation, Yi Yunmu used the magic element he comprehended: the cloud emblem magic element.

Zang Wufeng glanced at the Cihong Sword in his hand, and there was still a faint Yun Lan Qi on the blade, and a slight force was exerted in his hand, shaking it away.

"Yi Yunmu, you can only be mine!"

Zang Wufeng raised his eyes and saw it, full of anger and made a second kill!

"Yanchen Red Horizontal Sand!"

The Cihong Sword in Zang Wufeng's hand rotated sideways and retreated, and in a moment, a layer of red and dark fire haze filled the blade, constantly emitting an astonishing heat, and the thick smoke was uninterrupted.

The moment it was recruited, Zang Wufeng also turned into a fiery red streamer and rushed over, and with a close thought, he swept across the circle.

Yi Yunmu was reluctant to fight in close quarters, and hurriedly used his body to dodge.

"Bang!"

As soon as Yi Yunmu dodged, a spirit blade formed by a fiery red fire haze slashed into the water, and a shocking explosion was heard.

"I want to run!

Zang Wufeng captured Yi Yunmu with all his heart, and the Cihong Sword slashed again and again, and in an instant, dozens of fierce Fire Song Sword Yuan broke through the air and killed Yi Yunmu.

Seeing this, Yi Yunmu had to keep dodging in the air, in order to keep the two of them away and fight again.

In the sky, a bare-chested man held a silver-black spirit sword, constantly sending out killing moves to pursue a beautiful woman.

The two fought and chased in the air for half a moment, and Yi Yunmu took the lead to break the deadlock.

"Xuanhuilu, where does the wind mean!"

Yi Yunmu turned around suddenly, and the Scorching Sword stabbed out like a horse pistol, within three zhang of the sword, no attack was close enough, as if there was a wind comparable to the quality of gold and stone, invisibly repelling everything.

Zang Wufeng didn't expect that Yi Yunmu would take the initiative to fight with him in close quarters, his consciousness froze for half a minute, even if he raised his sword to resist as quickly as possible, but after all, he only resisted the sword grid, and the sword blade was inserted into his chest half an inch, just where the scar was.

At this time, above the blade of the Scorching Sword, a domineering force suddenly erupted, like a gentle breeze, but it was unbearable for people's flesh, and it continued to crack.

Zang Wufeng subconsciously cast the Fire Qu Sword Yuan, forming a fiery red barrier in front of his chest.

Even so, Zang Wufeng was still knocked dozens of feet away by the male force, spitting blood in his mouth, and his breath was already extremely sluggish.

"Click......

In an instant, all the cries of fighting and killing around seemed to be silenced, leaving only the crisp sound of blood dripping on the water.

Zang Wufeng slowly lowered his head and looked at his chest, the disgusting scars that were originally red and white, at this time, its skin was lifted open by Yiyun Mu's sword, revealing bright red wriggling flesh.

Although the scars at this time were not as disgusting as before, the constantly wriggling flesh was still difficult to get used to.

Looking at the scar on his chest, Zang Wufeng was slightly stunned.

Rage! Rage! Anger spread in all directions like a fire from heaven.

The corners of Zang Wufeng's mouth trembled slightly, and he slowly raised his eyes, and his originally black and white eyes had turned into blood red. If he said that he still had a little pity for Yi Yunmu before, then all he could think about at this time was to cut the person in front of him into ten thousand pieces.

"You're looking for death!"

Zang Wufeng roared angrily, holding the Cihong Sword with both hands, and stepped into the air to attack Yi Yunmu, completely ignoring the scars on his chest.

"Yanchen is never alive!"

Zang Wufeng, who was extremely angry, swung the blade horizontally in his hand, and was shocked to see the layers of ring-shaped fire curved sword yuan mixed with supreme power to impact Fang Yuan, and the sword in his hand was even more slashed at Yiyun Mu's neck.

Yi Yunmu dodged while raising his sword to resist, and the majestic Cloud Emblem Law Yuan and Aura condensed into a huge Yunlan Dharma Shield in front of him, and the clouds on it were filled with mist, containing huge power.

"You can't stop it!"

Zang Wufeng howled heartbreakingly, his fists clenched angrily, and an incomparable male force erupted from his body, combining with his previous strength, and the potential energy suddenly increased.

Almost at the same time, thousands of soldiers were cut off by the power of Zang Wufeng's burst, and the number of deaths continued to increase as the force spread.

And Yi Yunmu, who was at the center of the attack, was resisting to the death at this time.

The power that Zang Wufeng burst out was like waves of fire, constantly impacting the magic shield in front of Yi Yunmu's body, and cracks had already appeared on it, and it was about to shatter.

"You, there is no life today!"

Zang Wufeng jumped forward, descended from the nine skies, caught the hurried Cihong Sword, and the superimposed power of the two at great speed, with just one sword, it split the magic shield in front of Yiyun Mu, exuding a powerful impact.

Yi Yunmu flew out of the water for nearly a hundred feet, and was heavily pressed to the bottom of the water, his left arm was already broken, and his internal organs were also greatly impacted, constantly spitting blood.

Zang Wufeng saw Yi Yunmu enter the bottom of the water, and his anger intensified:

"Have I allowed you to escape!"

After that, his figure flashed suddenly, and with a muffled sound, he had already plunged into the bottom of the water, chasing and killing Yi Yunmu.

At this time, the underwater world is very wonderful, with green grass and red flowers accompanied by free algae, and among the tall trees are fish roaming freely, two completely different features are actually merged in it, and there are no other words to describe it except wonderful.

However, in the midst of such a wonderful world, a fight to the death is going on.

I saw that while Yi Yunmu's body retreated sharply, the scorching sword in his hand continued to swim along the water, resisting the attacks of Zang Wufeng again and again.

Zang Wufeng, on the other hand, had completely lost his sanity due to his anger, and he didn't even care about the wound on his chest, and every time he moved, he would emit bursts of blood mist, attracting some carnivorous fish to follow.

The two struggled in the water for a long time, but still had no intention of leaving.

As a monk in the Merge Realm, his physical functions must have been almost a qualitative leap in his mortal life, and his endurance was already the same.

In the mortal world, there are those who are good at holding their breath, and they can hold on to one stick of incense underwater without breathing, that is, two moments.

As cultivators of the Merge Realm, Yi Yunmu and Zang Wufeng could do at least twelve hours without breathing.

The two of them fought back and forth underwater.

It lasted for about two more moments, and suddenly there was an explosion, and a figure flew out of the water, it was Yi Yunmu.

Because Yi Yunmu's left arm was broken by Zang Wufeng before, the power of the countermeasure gradually weakened, until he suffered a powerful blow from Zang Wufeng, and he was unable to fly out of the water, and then fell heavily into the water, but fortunately, he was still able to perform the Sky Martial Arts, so he did not fall into the water again.

At this time, Zang Wufeng rushed out of the water, tread the water, and slowly walked towards Yi Yunmu: "Yunmu, I'll say it one last time! As long as you devote yourself to me for the rest of your life, I will never hurt you again! This is my promise to you that Zang Wufeng promises!"

Yi Yun Mu swallowed an eight-rank spirit pill, gently moved his broken bones, and said coldly: "You are no longer the gentle Zang Wufeng I like! You are just a beast dressed in his appearance! From you, I would rather die for the rest of my life than marry!"

Zang Wufeng had already stepped forward, and Jian Feng lightly tapped Yi Yunmu's chin, "Don't force me again!"