The rusty sword and the giant scythe were in short contact, and only a loud "clang" sound was heard, which shook the nine heavens.

At the same time, a violent turbulence erupted, centered on the two, sweeping in all directions.

"Gurrah"

Under the impact of the air waves, the entire Shuiyunju is full of holes, and the walls are ruined.

The ground rumbled and trembled, as if a ground cow had turned over, and even had a tendency to sink.

Even the sea of clouds above his head was pierced by a hole.

This time, the movement was too big, and the momentum affected the small half of the Heavenly Peak, attracting everyone to stop and talk about it, and even some good people followed the flow of the qi machine and looked for it.

"In the later stage of the two Jindan, how could they fight for no reason?"

"The magic light is soaring into the sky, could it be that an evil cultivator has infiltrated the Heavenly Peak?!"

"If I'm not mistaken, that place seems to be the Shui Yunju enshrined by Huan. ”

"Let's go, hurry up and see the excitement..."

...

Connecting the top of the peak, within the grassland.

Brother Zhao rubbed the corners of his forehead, and said with a smile: "This kid is really a troublemaker, and he doesn't even want to stop for a moment." ”

Han Shuang held the teacup in her hand, put it to her mouth and snorted the heat, and chuckled: "When you were young, you weren't necessarily much better. However, he was able to force an evil cultivator in the late stage of Jin Dan to this one, and this record was enough to be proud of the younger generation. The gods and demons are one, and they are really extraordinary. ”

Brother Zhao shook his head and said: "It's just an old cultivator with declining qi and blood, and he can't use fifty percent of his skills, and he is barely stronger than the middle stage of Jindan." ”

"No, I have to beat that kid when I go back, otherwise I really meet the late stage of Jindan at his peak, and he will definitely make a big mistake. ”

...

The two sides are still in a stalemate, and neither side is willing to back down half a step.

Qin Tian's gaze froze, and the head of the Vermilion Bird Phantom poked out from behind him, and with a sharp beak, he pecked at the jet-black pill in front of the shadow slave's forehead.

The shadow slave was stunned, and hurriedly withdrew and swept backwards, and at the same time raised a ghostly and eerie black curtain to block the path of the Vermilion Bird Phantom.

Qin Tian didn't have the idea of beating the snake with the stick, and said with a smile: "It seems that this golden pill is indeed your lifeline." ”

The shadow slave was noncommittal, his face was extremely gloomy, and the flesh and blood on his forehead squirmed, completely enveloping Jin Dan in it, which could be regarded as a disguised confirmation of Qin Tian's statement.

Qin Tian shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly: "You can't guard against me like a thief, to be honest, I don't have the slightest interest in your life." ”

His tone suddenly became calm: "In my opinion, an evil cultivator like you should be cut to death by me with a sword before it can be called qi relief!"

The shadow slave's murderous intent was terrifying, almost condensed into substance, making the onlookers chill throughout.

The black clouds on his side were as thick as ink, and the six thick arms each held a giant scythe, and their faces were hideous, turning into a fierce hellish evil asura.

Immediately, the shadow slave's figure turned sharply like a spinning top, and in an instant, a gust of yin wind roared, and the ruins of the broken wall were thrown into the air, like a black dragon rising into the air.

At the same time, the yin wind condensed into tens of thousands of sharp blades, roaring out, overwhelming and impermeable.

Qin Tian's pupils condensed into the size of a needle's eye, he held the rusty sword high, and the surging sword intent was pulled by it, following a certain mysterious trajectory, wandering wantonly in his body, as if incarnated into a humanoid sword.

The first sword was swung down, creating a dense rain of fire.

The second sword swung down, and it shot out a sky of ice blades.

The third sword was swung, and countless green leaves were fluttering.

The fourth sword swung down, and the golden needles as many as cow's hair swept away.

......

In a few breaths, Qin Tian had already swung out hundreds of swords.

The true meaning of the four elephants was integrated into the sword moves by him, and the sword light swayed, creating a wonderland of heaven and earth.

The sword light and the yin wind and waves each occupied half of the canopy, and every time the two collided, a touch of brilliant brilliance bloomed one after another, and the sound of explosions like thunder in the sky was endless.

The rest of the people had long lost the mind to watch the battle, hugged their heads and ran away, and completely left the range of Shui Yunju, for fear that if they were not careful, they would be involved in the battle between the two and end up in pieces.

"If it drags on, I will definitely lose..."

The shadow slave was shocked, and the spell confrontation between the two, the one who led Mr. to feel powerless would be him, the great monk in the late stage of Jindan.

Qin Tian's background is simply bottomless, if the battle situation continues to stalemate, I am afraid that Qin Tian will be able to consume him to death.

"Spiritual power, physique, I am inferior to him, since this is the case, it is better to compete with the power of the soul!"

The shadow slave had a plan, the soul fire in his eyes swelled, and an invisible tentacle invisible to the naked eye poked out from behind him.

Qin Tian's hair stood on end, and a chill spread from his spine to the back of his head for no reason, and he always felt as if he was being targeted by a poisonous python.

He blessed his soul, and a purple-gold vertical pupil opened at the center of his eyebrows, and the spiritual energy of the void swirled, and the invisible energy fluctuations, as small as the dust of the ring, were also collected in his eyes.

"Dare to play yin with me?!"

A sneer appeared at the corner of Qin Tian's mouth, and the four elephant phantoms that were in line with his mind immediately rushed to the top.

The green dragon chanted;

The white tiger roared;

Vermilion bird chirping;

Xuanwu roared.

The fierce light in the eyes of the four elephant phantoms was revealed, like a predatory beast.

Seeing this, the shadow slave suddenly felt a shock in his heart for no reason, and realized that something was wrong, so he wanted to recall the divine soul tentacles.

However, he finally took a step slower, and the four elephant phantoms came in an instant, and he could only watch as his divine soul tentacles were devoured.

"Poof".

The soul fire in the eye socket suddenly dimmed, which was the first sign of the oil running out of light, if the shadow slave was still flesh and blood, I am afraid that at this moment, I would cough up blood.

Fully thirty percent of the power of the divine soul was devoured, if it were not limited by the blood contract, the only choice for the shadow slave at this time was to be desperate and escape from the Heavenly Peak first.

Qin Tian stretched his waist and said jokingly: "I guess you have no tricks, so now it's my turn to make a move!"

He flicked the rusty sword with his fingers, and the four elephant phantoms gradually disappeared into it as if they were inspired.

The next moment, the rusty sword god was magnificent, and under the mottled rust, countless mystical runes were manifested, vaguely intertwined with a four-elephant totem.

Qin Tian slowly raised his hand and pointed at the shadow slave with the tip of his sword.

This sword spirit and spirit are united, and it will be his most pinnacle sword so far, and it is the great monk in the late stage of Jindan, and he can only hate the sword.

The shadow slave knew that Qin Tian had a murderous intention for him, and it was useless to give in, beg for mercy, or even escape.

The only option left for him was to fight to the death.

The shadow slave burned his own spiritual power, qi and blood, and thousands of unjust souls, condensed into a ghostly blood-stained spear.

Both sides were gathering momentum, and their qi collided with each other, causing the void to fold and twist layer by layer, which was a sign of imminent collapse.

The battle of life and death is about to break out.

When the momentum of the two sides climbed to the peak, there was a blue light that suddenly fell from the sky like a knife, without dragging mud and water, cutting off the qi of the two people who were entwined and collided.

Qin Tian only felt that the spiritual power in his body was suddenly suffocated, and he almost suffocated his internal injuries, and his qi was like a deflated ball, completely gone.

The next moment, a coquettish voice came from far and near: "Qin Tian, you bastard!