Under the control of Han Chu's mana, this Lingque mirror with a colorful and dazzling light pressed towards Zhang Zixian, and the entire sky was reflected in the sky.

"Let's die!" Han Chu's eyes were as cold as light, and he was confident that with this move, he would be able to completely subdue this master of the family.

Zhang Zixian's sleeve robe was bulging, and he looked at a large number of colorful colors coming towards him, as if he did not have the slightest power, but under his own careful understanding, he could detect from it, which contained terrifying and terrifying mana power.

Immediately after, the mana in his body was galloping wildly like a wild horse on the loose, and the clear space ruler in his hand was thrown fiercely towards the increasingly approaching Lingque Mirror.

The long ruler with the golden spray carved into it burst out like a small sun, as if it could dispel ghosts, and flew straight towards the spirit mirror.

Rumble!

The glowing Lingque mirror was like a small colorful mountain, colliding with the bright sky ruler like a small sun, and for a while, an amazing explosion sound filled the eardrums.

The terrifying energy storm swept and spread, and the air waves slapped away like angry waves.

Blood spilled from the corners of Zhang Zixian's lips, his gaze was resolute, and after holding the Ming Sky Ruler that flew upside down, the whole person rushed forward with fierce might.

"Huh?"

Han Chu's face changed drastically, and his eyes showed a look of surprise, he never expected that this killing move, which had won many victories, would not play a big role in this family master.

He thought he could be killed at once, but at this time, a dignified look appeared on his vicissitudes of life.

Han Chu's palm held up a Lingque mirror, and he said coldly: "I didn't expect that you are not simple. ”

"Let's see who dies here first!" Zhang Zixian's eyebrows appeared with a touch of fierceness, and he held the clear sky and slashed it away as quickly as a swift wind, and the ruler brought a sharp scream in the air.

Han Chu shot out the colorful Lingque Mirror again, and the golden moon arc drawn by the Ming Sky Ruler bombarded it, like a stone thrown into a lake, setting off faint ripples.

"Taste this!"

Han Chu pointed his fingers together at the suspended Spirit Que Mirror in front of him, and the mana poured into it, and the mirror suddenly burst out with pillars of light, like several springs gushing out quickly.

Zhang Zixian's eyes were cold, he did not choose to take it hard, but turned into an afterimage like the wind, dodging one pillar of light attack after another.

Boom Boom Boom ......

The thick pillars of light at the mouth of the bowl slashed into the ground, bringing up the smoke from the explosion and stirring up scattered rubble.

In the dust of this sky, a figure holding a clear sky ruler flew away like a wrathful arrow, and circled around Han Chu's back like a thunderbolt.

only heard a whooshing sound, Zhang Zixian held the Ming Sky Ruler and slapped it straight, and the airflow on both sides was lifted and rolled upside down.

Han Chu's face changed, he didn't have time to dodge, one finger flashed blue microwaves, and pointed at the oncoming ruler.

Bang!

A dull sound suddenly froze.

Han Chu's arm trembled, he gritted his teeth, and pointed his other hand at the elegant man above.

Lingque Mirror swooped with a surging wind and smashed fiercely towards Zhang Zixian.

Zhang Zixian's eyes were full of wind when he saw him, and his body turned around, and he immediately no longer forced him away with a clear space ruler, but his body lightly avoided the carved mirror that flew in.

At this moment, a sharp roar burst out from Han Chu's throat, and after raising his arms high, his palms pressed down with the force of the mountains.

The Lingque mirror bloomed with a myriad of glows, like a large auspicious cloud suddenly sinking down.

Thundered......

The terrifying mana fluctuations were swaying, and the qi waves around him were surging, and even the monks in the distance were almost unsteady on their feet, and their legs were almost on the ground.

With Zhang Zixian as the center, the radius of five zhang was all shadows, and the heavy pressure was overwhelming, and his heart was tense to the extreme.

"If you want to kill me, then come!"

Zhang Zixian's mouth erupted with an earth-shattering roar, and he held up this Ming Sky Ruler with both hands, which was only nearly ten inches long, and the whole person stood in place like an iron tower.

The Bright Sky Ruler erupted with a round of light like a small sun, confronting the Spiritual Que Mirror that was shining brightly above.

At this time, Zhang Zixian's hands seemed to be holding a small round of sun, which was so dazzling that people couldn't open their eyes.

The huge pressure was as heavy as ten thousand pounds, and the terrifying mana fluctuations rippled like a circle of ripples, Zhang Zixian gritted his teeth, his legs slowly sank, and the ground was trampled to smithereens.

Han Chu's eyes were vicious, and he controlled the Lingque Mirror to suppress it to death, and he was about to kill this person on the spot!

Squeaky ......

The bones of Zhang Zixian's whole body were pressed to make a tooth-aching sound, and a pair of long eyes showed a resolute look.

The tug-of-war between the two sides is continuing, and on the other side, the overwhelming thunder and lightning and red fire are invading each other.

Li Xianming glanced at Han Chu out of the corner of his eye, a smug laugh came out of his mouth, and his gaze became more and more cruel, "Your family master is about to be killed by the elders of my Taixu Sect." ”

Hearing this, Zhang Shaotian looked sideways, retracted his gaze, his handsome face was not shocked, and said indifferently: "The head of the family will never be easily defeated." ”

"Don't worry, then the entire Anyang County will lose a big family, that is, the Zhang family, and this day will not be too late. ”

Li Xianming smiled hideously, his whole body emitted a red light, and the whole person was shrouded in a red halo, and a trembling mana fluctuation came out.

"You won't wait for that day, and you......"

Zhang Shaotian took a step forward, his eyes lit up with a blade-like killing intent, and he shouted coldly: "It will die in my hands." ”

The words are as cold as the ghosts of the Nine Hells, which makes people's hearts palpitate.

"It's not a small tone. ”

Li Xianming's navy blue robe was slightly blown by the wind, and the red light on his body was suddenly flourishing, and his palms hit a palm force like a stormy wave, and the surging red energy brought a scorching temperature.

Zhang Shaotian felt the oncoming amazing heat wave, and his heart was surging, and countless white lightning bolts rushed into the sky, and under the guidance of his folding fan, they rushed towards Li Xianming's palm power.

Rumble......

The sound of heart-trembling resounded in the air, and it seemed to sound in the hearts of everyone.

Zhang Shaotian flew straight towards Li Xianming with a folding fan in his hand, and several white lightning bolts dissolved the scorching palm power layer by layer.

The whole person turned into a flash of thunder, and came to Li Xianming in the blink of an eye.

"Good time!"

Li Xianming let out a long roar, he blocked with both arms, and suddenly countless red lights condensed into a shield, the light could distinguish people, and it was as clear as a gem.

A bright thunderball condensed at the top of the folding fan, and under the impetus of Zhang Shaotian, the two came into contact at once, and a crackling electric current erupted from the ground.

The red shield withstood the round thunderball attack, only a faint crack appeared.

Li Xianming's heart was determined, he stepped on his right foot, and the ground was trampled out of a broken pit, and the whole person rushed away with this red shield unscrupulously.

Seeing this, Zhang Shaotian's eyes became even colder, and the folding fan in his hand unfolded, carrying a sharp thunderbolt and slashing forward.

A moon-shaped slash surrounded by lightning struck suddenly, crashing into the red shield with the sound of breaking wind.

Click!

It was as if the ice cube had been cut in two by a sharp blade, and the clear crisp sound of the sound fell on people's ears.

Seeing this scene, Li Xianming's pupils contracted, and the fan in his eyes was like a knife blade, mixed with terrifying thunder and lightning, unpredictable in the hands of that handsome man, and constantly slashed towards him.

He retreated, his figure dodging one after another, and the fan that looked like thin paper was like a blade, making a sharp whistling sound in the air, and there was also a flash of thunder in it.

Cold sweat oozed from Li Xianming's forehead, and he could clearly feel the stinging sensation of his skin being blown by the oncoming wind.

During the battle, Zhang Shaotian kept approaching, the fan was extremely sharp, and it turned into a phantom white light under his dance, and then his footsteps shook, and his wrist shook.

Several thunderbolts crashed into Li Xianming in the blink of an eye, stabbing him straight in the chest, as if they wanted to kill him!

Li Xianming was startled, and a red scorching light appeared, trying to block the thunder and lightning from the attack.

Zizizi......

The several thunderbolts that struck were like arrows, carrying the sound of the wind to penetrate the obstacles and hit Li Xianming's raised right arm fiercely.

"Ahh

His right arm was scorched and blurred by the lightning strike, and the blood was dripping, and these small currents that seeped into the flesh and blood still wanted to flow around, but they were scattered and annihilated by Li Xianming's luck.

"You're ......"

Li Xianming's eyes were about to split, and he slammed out with one palm, and the red energy washed the ground, turned into scorched earth, and bombarded Zhang Shaotian.

Feeling the scorching heat wave coming to his face, Zhang Shaotian held the folding fan in his hand and quickly clicked, and white lightning surged out, immediately dissolving the offensive he ushered in.

Then, he rushed towards Li Xianming like a flash, and the whole person was like thunder, and a series of thunderbolts exploded in the air.

Li Xianming really didn't expect that this person's perception of Lei Fa would be so high, and it was extremely rare to look at the foundation building realm, but in a hurry, he couldn't take care of it so much.

He dragged his charred arm against the palm of his left hand, and his whole body emitted a circle of bright red light.

"Fire Knife Extreme Slash!"

Li Xianming let out a loud shout, his hands were slammed down, and a flame knife about seven zhang long appeared in an instant, and the surrounding temperature seemed to rise to the oven.

"This elder of the Taixu Sect is really hard stubble. Zhang Fengjiu, who was floating in mid-air, saw this scene, and the surprise in his eyes was revealed.

He really wanted to help, but from the perspective of his father, and as a monk who had almost stepped into the Jindan period, he felt that this battle was really meaningful.

These two elders of the Taixu Sect are powerful, but his son is not bad, the strength of the two sides is extremely close, and it is best not to choose to make a move unless it is absolutely necessary.

Zhang Shaotian was shocked when he saw this terrifying flame knife appear, and a raging white lightning burst out all over his body, and the whole person seemed to be a white sun.

"Kill!"

A fierce roar came from his mouth.

Under Li Xianming's manipulation, the flame knife in front of him, which was about seven zhang long, slashed down in the air, and in an instant, the air currents on both sides were lifted and spread wildly around.

Zhang Shaotian shouted, the folding fan in his hand slammed a little, and countless white lightning bolts slammed into the blazing broadsword.

Flames and lightning mingle together, emitting terrifying energy fluctuations that are discoloring.