This giant sword phantom turned into a full moon under the control of the sword shadow and slashed towards the quasi-king of the blood clan.

Ao Xun's thunder light soaked in the Greatsword Phantom, making it even more powerful.

The Quasi-King of the Blood Clan's flesh wings deflected, slashing forward at will, and the slash composed of blood rushed towards the Giant Sword Phantom without any fancy fancy.

"Boom ......"

A huge explosion came from where the two men met, and the void was crushed inch by inch, collapsing into a huge vacuum.

The power of the battle between several people spread outward, not only causing the three holy places to start shaking, but also instantly wearing out hundreds of thousands of giant bats.

Gray mushroom clouds dominate half of the sky in this small world, making it impossible to see what is really happening.

Just when Jian Ying wanted to take advantage of this gap and take Ao Xun to rescue the seriously injured Jiang Qiudao, a long whip composed of two blood slashed through the sky, splitting the mushroom cloud into three, and restrained them before the two had time to react.

This blood whip was only as thick as a thumb, but it was tougher than a dragon's tendons, and even the sword shadow couldn't split it with the blade of Mo Xie.

Ao Xun's huge body also writhed in mid-air, and the tough dragon armor was even shattered by the long whip, which slammed into the flesh, spilling a large amount of blood.

The Quasi-King of the Blood Clan also flew out of the mushroom cloud at this time, and one of his flesh wings still had a slash of blood ready to be launched.

The long whip extends from his right finger bone, and as long as the long whip is not cut off, it is impossible for Ao Xun and Sword Shadow to escape from his hands.

The strength of the three is not weak, but it's a pity that they are too far from this quasi-king in the realm.

"With your ability, even if you are split in half by me, you won't die, right?"

The Quasi-King of the Blood Clan suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled, and the pair of flesh wings also unleashed their slashes mercilessly.

"Fear! your fear will make your blood more delicious!"

The bloody slash rushed towards Kenkage and Ao Xun, but they were all restrained and couldn't dodge at all.

Right now.

"Ang ......"

A deafening dragon roar came from the Jiang family's city, and then a hundred-zhang dragon flew out, surrounded by thunder and lightning.

This dragon is more than three times taller than Ao Xun's body, and its strength cannot be compared

Juxtaposition.

On the way to fly over, Jiaolong's momentum is still rising, and it seems that he has taken the initiative to untie the shackles that sealed his own strength, and intends to sublimate to the best of his ability and fight to the death with the quasi-king of the blood clan.

This dragon is undoubtedly Ao Luo.

He was injured in his Dao body, and he had been suppressing his realm at about the first or second layer of Feathering, and now in order to save these children, he didn't care about what impact he would have on him after returning to the peak.

The scales of Ao Luo's body shimmered with a metallic luster, and the heavenly thunder he carried by his side bombarded the scales, causing no injuries in the slightest.

The slash swung out by the quasi-king of the blood clan was not even taken seriously by him, Ao Luo's huge and sharp claws grabbed in midair, and the heavenly thunder that lingered around his body converged towards his dragon claws, turned into a long knife, and swung towards the opposite slash.

"Boom!"

It was not inferior to the explosion just now, and Ao Luo's casual blow was even more powerful than the giant sword phantom formed by the thousands of spirit swords that Sword Shadow had just gathered.

After the explosion subsided, the long knife composed of heavenly thunder and the slash of the quasi-king of the blood clan dispersed at the same time.

It's just that after Ao Luo made a move, a painful look appeared on his face, and as soon as he opened his mouth, a large mouthful of dragon blood spurted out of his mouth.

But his body still hovered in mid-air, with no intention of retreating.

At the same time, an earth-shattering sword shot out from the depths of the Kunlun Sword Palace, easily severing the blood whip that bound Ao Xun and the sword shadow.

The Kunlun Sword Palace trembled, and the matching swords of countless disciples in the Sword Palace roared, flying out of the Divine Sea uncontrollably, floating in mid-air, as if they were welcoming some incredible existence out of the mountain.

Sword Shadow and Ao Xun looked up, only to see Dao Dao sword rays scattered from the inside of the Kunlun Sword Palace, converging into a sword formation with a terrifying aura in mid-air.

In the Kunlun Sword Palace, an old man in white stepped on a flying sword and flew out of it, he lifted the hem of his clothes and sat cross-legged in the sword array, his eyes slightly closed.

The old man looked so old that not only did his hair be completely white, but his skin was full of wrinkles, and his body was so thin that it could be extinguished at any moment like a candle.

Although he was alone, he could feel a supreme sword intent from her, as if he was standing between heaven and earth, it was the sharpest sword.

"Master, why did you get out of the mountain?" Seeing this, Jian Ying's eyes suddenly turned red.

This person is her master, and he is also the palace master of the Kunlun Sword Palace, and he is a sword student.

What Wei Jiansheng's real name is, no one knows at all, because in the whole of Huaxia, I am afraid that people older than him no longer exist.

He is a living fossil in the Chinese immortal cultivation world, and it is rumored that he was born in a mythical period that is even older than the period of the gods.

Seeking the Tao for Jian Sheng all his life, he was just stupid in talent, and when his peers had already set foot in the Feather Transformation Realm in that era of abundant spiritual energy, he was just a small Transformation Realm Grandmaster.

And he also knew that he was not qualified enough, so he concentrated on entering the way from the sword and only practiced the way of the sword. In the last step, one step at a time, he still became a feather power, and was revered as a sword saint in his heyday.

But his talent is too poor, and when he becomes a feather power, I am afraid that many immortal cultivators in the same period have already soared to the immortal realm.

Even if nearly 10,000 years have passed since the mythological period, he still has not ascended, and it seems that he is hopeless for the rest of his life.

Because his age is too old, his lifespan and blood qi have fallen so badly that he has basically not been out of the mountain for hundreds of years.

But even so, thousands of years of precipitation have made him almost unsurpassed in the entire Huaxia in the way of swordsmanship, and his life is enough to be respected as a legend by future generations.

After creating the Kunlun Sword Palace for Jian Sheng, he has been indisputable with the world, and has developed steadily like his life, but there have been no decent seedlings.

And the appearance of the sword shadow also made him see the hope of the Kunlun Sword Palace, so he tried his best to cultivate, and even one of his disciples exhausted his lifespan in order to deduce when the sword shadow would become an immortal.

Now that the sword shadow is in difficulty, this Kunlun Sword Palace Palace Master, who is almost about to sit down, finally can't sit still.

Ao Luo and Wei Jiansheng both have the ability to fight against the quasi-king of the blood clan, but the two of them, one has an injured Dao body, and the other has no longevity. Although the momentum was very strong, the quasi-king of the blood clan could not see that they were just strong on the outside, and they couldn't last long at all.

"Two old things who are about to enter the coffin dare to stop me?" the Quasi-King of the Blood Clan ripped off his cloak, looking like he was about to move for real.

Wei Jiansheng didn't open his eyes, and said calmly: "It's better for our two old things to die than to let the young people fall." ”

"Anyway, he should have turned into loess a long time ago, and it would be good to be able to sublimate and fight as much as he could before he died. ”