Suddenly, the figure crossed the nine heavens, churning in the clouds, flickering and flickering, suddenly, the figure swept down, circled, climbed up and down, the dragon's head shook, the dragon's tail flapped, the black clouds gradually dispersed, and the waning moon disappeared in the air.

"Boom 、、、" In the middle of the clouds and fog, suddenly there was an earth-shattering sound, and a ball of fire fell from the nine heavens, turning into a fireball and smashing towards the top of the heads of the Yuanying.

It was a big flame, as huge as a square, and the whole body was red, and everyone stood in the air, already feeling the strong temperature burning.

This side of the flames, like a meteorite falling from the sky, is enough to smash and sink a mountain range, if several Yuanying monks are hit by it, they are afraid that their bodies will be scattered, and their souls will be destroyed.

The momentum was swift, and the powerful fire ball appeared at the moment, and the area below was almost locked, forming a domain field within the attack range of the fireball, and it seemed that even if you cast your body, you can't escape.

Everyone present, looking at the huge fire mass that was about to fall, their faces were full of horror, and their hearts were shocked, such a blow would be difficult for a real immortal to take the next move. They are just the monks of the Yuan Infant, and now in the face of such a strong attack, there are some six gods without a master in an instant, and now they want to escape from the blocked domain, if it is a battle, such a powerful fire group meteor, how to deal with it, this battle, I am afraid that it will fall here.

Looking at the flames falling from above the nine heavens, everyone's faces were ugly, and their faces were like ashes.

Saying that, Artemisia Xuanqing looked up at the fiery red sky, and he also had a sad face, he was able to launch such a powerful technique, but he was afraid that the other party had already exceeded the stage of the Yuan Infant, and even went directly to the list of immortals, and the suitable Jiaolong was also transformed by itself, which is enough to show that this person has an extraordinary background, among the three states, the divine beast is extremely rare, and the Jiaolong is a kind of divine beast, and it is not able to transform at will.

"It's time" Artemisia Xuanqing said lightly, his body stepped out in mid-air, one person took the lead, his hands were folded, his eyes were slowly closed, his handprints changed, and the spiritual power in his body was running wildly, accompanied by one handprint after another, the spiritual power around him converged towards himself, and his robe hunted and hunted.

This battle is related to the survival of Shanhe Town, if it is defeated, it is not them who will fall, but also the thousands of monks in Shanhe Town, every family, every faction. Since becoming the town lord of Shanhe Town more than ten years ago, he has long known that one day he will face such a dangerous situation, but for the sake of thousands of families and sects in Shanhe Town, what is there to fear of death, this responsibility should be resisted by himself, and he also has a reason not to be defeated, behind him are not only these more than ten Yuanying monks, but also the families, academies, sects and everyone who need to be protected.

In the face of a desperate situation, there is only a fight to the death.

A cyan cyclone slowly appeared around his body, his spiritual power condensed, and a huge momentum spread out from his body.

"The Art of the Wind, Splitting the Sky".

Suddenly, the eyes opened, the handprint ended, and the surrounding spiritual power formed a wind blade a hundred feet long, and the blue light surged, blasting towards the huge fireball that was falling.

The falling fireball was a hundred feet away from him, but the high-intensity temperature was approaching, his robe was burning, and his long black hair was eroded by the fire, and after the end of the splitting slash, the spiritual power in his body had been exhausted, and he didn't even have the temperature power to resist the fire, so he let the flames scorch his robe, and his face turned pale, which was his strongest blow.

"、、、Boom" under the attention of dozens of people, the Sky Splitting Slash collided with the fireball as vast as a meteorite with the momentum of slashing all things, and the waves of spiritual power dispersed, and the aftermath stretched for thousands of miles.

Tens of thousands of small fires kept smashing into this mountain range.

"Succeeded?" Elder Jin looked at the air, his eyes were full of awe, to be able to perform such a powerful move, only the town lord could do it among the Yuanying powerhouses present.

That pair of scorching Mu Zi became more and more hot, yes, it succeeded, and it was guarded. A smile of relief appeared on the originally unsmiling face, the firelight magnified in his eyes, and dozens of small fireballs smashed on his body.

Artemisia Xuanqing's body fell from mid-air like a kite with a broken string.

Everyone present was still glad that the powerful blow was resisted, and they were cheering, but they forgot that Artemisia Xuanqing was still in the center of the flames.

"Can you only do this?" Dozens of fireballs smashed on his body, Artemisia Xuanqing's figure kept falling, and he didn't have any strength anymore, so he tried his best to do it, but he was only able to resist this move?

A long sword swept low into the air, leaving a long rainbow in its dark red light, and the weakened body was intercepted by the young man who came from Edgeworth.

Slowly falling on a mountain range, he put Artemisia Xuanqing on a bluestone platform, and looked at the air with dark eyes, it was time to make an end.

"Are you?" Looking at the back of a cyan robe and white hair, Artemisia Xuanqing felt very familiar, but he couldn't name it, he always felt that he had seen it, but where to forget it.

"Sword Immortal Disciple, Ye Luo" the young man said, slowly turning his head and glancing at the town lord who was lying on the bluestone platform with a weak breath, he didn't expect that those guys were already so strong that they could hurt Artemisia Xuanqing like this, which was enough to show the horror of the other party's strength.

When I fought in Yunlu Village that day, I felt the gap in strength between each other, so I continued to cultivate, and I didn't know how much suffering and hardship I suffered along the way in order to improve my strength, and now this gap still seems to exist.

However, today's Ye Luo is no longer the young man who practiced qi swords in Yunlu Village.

A pair of Mu Zi is as clear as water, a teenager who seems to be in his teens can no longer see any traces of youth on his face, as if he is a person who has experienced strong winds and waves, carrying a strong and soft air with him, as if the young man is already angry, but he is extremely hiding something, this feeling is very special, like a phoenix in a desperate situation, waiting for the burning and tempering of the fire, it will be reborn in Nirvana, and it will fly for nine days. As for what the boy was enduring it, he didn't know, but he could clearly feel that the boy had suppressed all his sharpness, as if a mad demon was sealed in his body, waiting for an opportunity, waiting for the opportunity to be born from the fire, waiting for the moment when he jumped the dragon gate.

"I didn't expect that it would be you in the end" Artemisia Xuanqing smiled a little self-deprecatingly, the young man was imprisoned in the Criminal Law Hall of the Shanhe Mansion that day, just as a troublemaker, it has only been a few days, and the young man has grown to such a situation, "Xiaoyou, can you do me a favor?" Artemisia Xuanqing said solemnly, "Let the two elders of Jinyu protect the princess and retreat, we lost this battle."

He tried his best to just catch the dragon's blow, this is already a defeat, and the princess can't die, and Shanhe Town can't lose, if they continue to fight, they are afraid that they will all fall here, he knows too much about the strength of everyone, and now he fights hard, only fiasco. Thinking about it, it was my own carelessness, I thought that the Feng family was nothing remarkable, but I didn't expect that there was such a powerful person hidden, and now the Chang clan is afraid that all of them will be destroyed, but it is their own fault.

The young man looked up at the dragon in the clouds, the dark red spirit in his hand broke out, and a strong aura sword qi erupted, "If there are any last words, you go and say it yourself, I am only here to slay the dragon."

The words were closed, the body stepped out, the figure swept out of the mountain range three feet high, and a sword qi under his feet came out of the wind, and the body surged.

"Is that the boy?"

Just when Ye Luo's body surged into the air, the two elders of Jin Yu instantly recognized it, they had a relationship in the Shanhe Mansion that day, and they still had some memories of this young man, especially some unruly temperament.

Why is he here? Bai Bing looked at the young man, the ice and snow in his hands were clenched, a young man in a remote place, who didn't even have spiritual power, actually ran to die.

And at this moment, in the cloud-like fog, a person appeared, it was the ghost, looking at the young man who came from the sword, how could he not be surprised in his eyes, "That kid is not dead?"

I remember that in a place that day, they got the immortal body, but when they saw this young man, they resisted a pearl and jade Zen machine, and they could still come back to life?

"Boy, are you here to die today?" Gao looked down at the boy and smiled.

The cold Mu Zi showed a hint of killing intent, and the sword roared, and the moment the Soul Breaking Sword felt the murderous aura of the young man.

"Master, I'm here to help you" A sound of breaking wind swept from the mountains on the north side.

Wrapping himself in a gray robe, he walked with the aura of Jian Gang, which was the dry road.

Since a few months ago, the retreat and cultivation have only been delayed, but there is an opportunity between life and death, it is the sword qi in the sword valley of the West Mountain, it is the sword qi that the sword immortal used to display a peerless sword and the sword qi that drifted away, feeling the ancient vicissitudes of sword qi, and having an epiphany in his heart, he broke through the catastrophe.

This sudden help made Ye Luo a little moved, he never thought that it was the success of the breakthrough of the dry Daozi, and now it must be in the realm of Yijian.

"Dry Daozi?" all the Yuanying Monks looked at the two of them with strange eyes, "Master?"

Ku Daozi actually called the young man his ancestor? What's going on?

Everyone was surprised that an old man who was a young monk would call a young man who had not disappeared as his ancestor?

"Pavilion Master, have you broken through?" Ye Luo said happily.

"It's just a coincidence, today ~ you and I join forces, let them see the power of our swordsman" dry Daozi Dao, and now the breakthrough, the complexion is red ~ moist, high-spirited, it is the sword heart is empty, and the mountains and rivers are famous.

"You and other juniors, you dare to show off in front of me, today I will destroy you miscellaneous hairs first, and raise the name of my god of death" Wei laughed, and with a wave of his palm, dozens of black pillars of light spread out separately, directly attacking everyone.

Ye Luo took the lead, the sword rose, the spirit breaking sword came out, and with a swing of the sword, the oncoming black pillar of light instantly turned into nothingness.

In front of the Soul Breaking Sword, all the martial arts condensed by spiritual power were vulnerable, and the young man's handprint changed into nine Yuan Qi in his body, "Nine Dragons Howling Heaven".

Nine sword qi swayed out, the white sword qi was very dazzling in the dark night, and the salvo ~ came out, transforming into nine green dragons, winding and walking, directly bombarding the spirit in the sky.

The dry Daozi came out with it, the Lingxiao sword came out, the sword shadow waved, and several sword qi slashed out, cutting down the black pillar of light, and the vitality was running, and dozens of sword qi flew around the body, holding the sword and leaving, killing the sky.

The moment these two joined the battle, the whole atmosphere was ignited.

Originally, after seeing the vast meteor-like fireball just now, everyone was demoralized and had no fighting spirit, plus the town lord lost his combat effectiveness after casting the Sky Splitting Slash, they all had the intention of fading, and when they saw these two people, they were not afraid at all, and their vitality was arrogant, and they were upright, and they seemed to be affected at the moment when the sword qi was flying, and they all used their means to deal with the black pillar of light that attacked.

Looking at the three black pillars of light that swept towards the three of them, Bai Bingyu's hand was wrapped, and the spiritual power in his body was running, and here in the ice and snow sword, several icicles burst out, and the moment they touched the black pillar, they exploded, and the long sword in his hand also attacked and killed.

Seeing this, how dare the two elders of Jin Yu fall behind, Elder Jin stepped into the air with a golden giant spear in his hand, and Elder Yu's handprint changed, "Water Technique, Waterspout" Immediately a huge column of water condensed by spiritual power was formed in mid-air, and struck the sky.

How the big war ends, let's see the next time