The blade of the sword trembled like a wave of water, and under the hilt, the blade had bent with the wind, gently fluttering. The blade of the blue water sword was extremely soft, floating in the air, Zhao Haoyang flew and jumped, and with a wave of the long sword, the blade of the sword was bent and curved, but it was a roaring sound, and the curved blade of the sword had filled the distance between him and the Maha in an instant. The curved blade of the sword rippled back and forth between the two of them, and in a moment, it smashed the black qi that burst out of the mouth of the self-confessed Maha!

Countless fragments scattered in all directions, and a broken face could still be seen on the fragments, whether it was an eye, or a nose, or a mouth. Splashing in all directions. Maha stretched out his snow-white and delicate right hand and grabbed it at the sword of clear water. His hand was still three inches from the blade, and the blue water sword shrank back to its original size. Zhao Haoyang held the sword in his hand, rising from left to right, and in the blink of an eye, six or seven sword lights had been split, heading straight for the Hali Maha! Each sword light was like lightning, straight into the eyes of the Hali Mahara!

Han Yiming took a closer look, he knew that the hand of the Maha was indestructible and unbreakable, but he didn't expect that the blue light of the blue water sword sword was lost at his touch! Zhao Haoyang didn't look at the Maha at all, and the long sword in his hand, one move and one style, was extremely dignified and extremely atmospheric. Only the Dao Dao sword light was continuously sent to the Pully Maha, although the Pully Maha was not afraid of his clear water sword light, but he had to deal with it separately.

As soon as Zhao Haoyang made a move, Huang Jingxuan also lifted the Wind Splitting Sword, he was calm and relaxed, and his movements were soothing, which was diametrically opposed to Zhao Haoyang's wide opening and closing and compelling momentum, but it was a fairy wind bone, as if it was at his fingertips.

The Wind Splitting Sword surpassed a little starlight, straight or curved, fast or slow, converging into a stream, like a meteor with countless shining stars, surging towards the Sulli Maha. The kris sword in his left hand swung between his slender fingers, and suddenly with a flick of his fingers, the kris sword had conjured up countless bending and twisting spiritual lights, overwhelming the sky, and pressed towards this side. The Wind Splitting Sword in Huang Jingxuan's hand spun like the wind, and a little golden light flew out, and the spiritual power on both sides collided, knocking out a sky full of starlight.

The fragments of the black qi of the Halli Maha were scattered and splashed in all directions, and Sima Lingyi took the disciples of Lingshan and several disciples of the Pingbo Daoist Sect to resist with their swords. In the turbid sky for a while, the various swords of Lingshan were fluttering and flying, and all kinds of sword light filled the sky. The peachwood sword of the disciples of the Pingbo Dao people is also a spirit rune shining, and the aura is full of light. Although the black gas has been shattered by Zhao Haoyang in one fell swoop, every piece of fragment is scattered everywhere with the sound of a sharp whistle, and this sound of a sharp whistle is even more headache-inducing, and after listening to it for a moment, I am dizzy and dizzy, and my ears are ringing. The white light of the centering needle seemed to have a barrier effect, and most of the fragments came to the white light, and they were reduced to nothing by the brilliant white light.

Suddenly, in the starry sword light, a green light rose into the sky, and turned into countless small swords, rushing towards the Mahari Maha slashing head and face! This is the peach sword of the Pingbo Dao people, he sat in the center of the spell, and the charms around him were shining one after another, and the black wood sword was as bright as a piece of fine Yangming jasper, and even the endless small sword was like broken jade, which was extremely bright and dazzling!

This time everyone attacked together, Han Yiming was almost breathless. But I saw that the left eye of the Maha was red as if it was about to drip blood, the corners of his mouth were down, and his face became darker and darker, but his right eye was deep and blue like water, the corners of his mouth were raised, and his smile was like a flower. Suddenly, his left hand was withdrawn, and the Krix sword slashed in the air, and his right hand tore down after him, and then stretched out to flick away the sword light of the blue water sword that flew to his side. With his left hand, he threw the Ke Knife Sword, and the Kris Sword flew around him, blocking a lot of sword light. He reached forward with his left hand, into the same place he had torn earlier, and vanished into thin air. These few movements are extremely fast, but they are extremely clear. Han Yiming was shocked. Huang Jingxuan is also very powerful in this kind of telepportation spell, but when he uses it, he is far less neat and domineering than Mahari Maha.

Hearing only one person scream, Han Yiming looked at the place where the sound came from, only to see a disciple under the Pingbo Dao sect put aside the peachwood sword, twisted his hands and feet, screamed in his mouth, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared!

For a moment, except for Zhao Haoyang, who had no distractions, and Huang Jingxuan, who was extremely determined and ignored everything around him, Pingbo Daoren, together with Sima Lingyi and his disciples, stopped in amazement. I saw that Maha took back his left palm, took the little man in his hand and shook it, and with his left hand he handed the little man who was about a foot long into his right hand. The villain struggled desperately, but it was tantamount to a grasshopper shaking a tree, and he couldn't shake it in the slightest. With a grasp of his right hand, he had firmly grasped his body and squeezed it hard. I saw that the disciple's hands and feet twitched, and after a while, he shrank down, and there was no movement!

Han Yiming's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe that Mahari had killed this disciple like this. Like strangling a bird in his hand, it was effortless! The thin and gray left palm of the Chelari Maha was also retracted, and it rubbed with the soft and boneless right hand a few times, and a blue light lit up in the palm of the palm, which flashed away, and the small body of the disciple was crushed into dust and scattered in the wind. Han Yiming was puzzled, and the white light covered the mountain worm, so that it could not come out. But at this time, it seemed that the white light had no effect. Suddenly he realized that the mountain worm had any practice to speak of?

At this moment, Zhao Haoyang's several awe-inspiring sword lights had already crossed the Kris's sword light and flew close to the side of the Chelly Maha, the sword light was sharp, and in the blink of an eye, it cut a few cuts on the body of the Chelly Maha . Huang Jingxuan's long sword light like a meteor also hit the body of the Sully Maha, making a slight "pop, pop" sound, and a moment later, where the meteor sword light went, it also cracked. There was no blood oozing out of the breach, only the blue-gray texture was exposed, which made people shudder.

Han Yiming was shocked and anxious, and kept reciting the mantra in his heart, hoping for a trace of improvement. Suddenly, the Pingbo Daoist roared angrily and scolded: "Damn, dare to take the spiritual power of the Dao Master's door! The Dao Master fought with you!" Fei jumped up, his hands gestured like a wheel, and he kept turning, and a burst of demon-slaying sword like a torrential rain sprinkled towards the Hali Maha——

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