The two of them fought together again in mid-air, sword light and sword shadow, sword qi and sword gang tearing through the sky.

The Shenzhou bloodline watching the battle was so enthusiastic that it was boiling.

The speed of the battle between the two people was as fast as a frightening wave, faster than lightning, and in the blink of an eye, a hundred moves passed, and they entered the final moment of white-hot fighting.

Ji Lingfeng let out a loud roar, spun around and swooped down from mid-air, snow-white swords flew in all directions, and a huge white tornado blade was generated in the blink of an eye.

The sonic boom rang out, like a huge thunderbolt exploding on the ground.

This loud bang came out, and the Shenzhou bloodlines who were watching the battle up close flew back, holding their breath, covering their ears, and their faces were full of pain.

At this moment, the most persecuted people are not the warring parties, but the Daomen Dazhen people who are struggling to maintain the protection and prohibition outside.

The sound waves of the sword qi exchange made the great real people completely unbearable.

At this time, Wang Chaopeng laughed.

Holding the red sword in his hand, he drew a half-moon-shaped arc of sword qi.

The blood-red sword qi stagnated in the air for a moment, and suddenly turned into seven blood-colored sword qi, stabbing straight towards Ji Lingfeng in the air.

Ji Lingfeng dodged the first half-moon-shaped sword qi, the corners of his mouth showed a touch of hideousness, and the Kunwu knife slashed straight down, seeing that Wang Yangpeng's entire body had been shrouded in the sky, he would definitely die.

Suddenly, the red sword qi split into seven, and the seven sword qi came out and disappeared in a flash.

Ji Lingfeng only felt that his body was pierced a few times one after another, and he only felt that his body was stunned, but he fell to the ground with inertia.

The Kunwu knife was right across Ji Lingfeng's neck, and in an instant, his body was in a different place.

The realm behind Ji Lingfeng was suddenly pierced through seven blood holes, and Shaodian Mountain shook and collapsed.

When this scene came out, everyone was shocked and discolored.

Wang Huipeng laughed out loud and waved his hands lightly!

The seven famous swords in the air were withdrawn, raised his hand to suck the Kunwu sword on the ground in his hand, looked at Ji Lingfeng who was in a different place with contempt, and sneered.

"You're still too far behind. ”

Stretching out his hand and wiping it, he erased the mark left by Ji Lingfeng on the Kunwu knife, and then wiped it again, cutting through his palm, injecting the sword spirit into the inner master of the Kunwu knife on the spot, and successfully recovering the Kunwu knife.

didn't look at the tragic situation on the ground, walked out of the ban, ran all the way, ran to the roll call platform and hugged Zhang Jiang laughing and shouting.

The great truths of the Dao Gate accepted the ban, and when they fixed their eyes, they sizzled and smoked cold air.

Most of the hard granite on the ground of the martial arts training ground has become gravel and sand, and large openings of different depths and widths have cut the field dam into countless irregular fields.

This is the battle between the sect master levels, if it weren't for the protection and prohibition of the formation flag, the sword qi of the two people was forcibly suppressed, otherwise, it is estimated that the Kyushu Mountain would have to collapse.

Seeing Ji Lingfeng being beheaded, the Ji family couldn't help but close their eyes, although their hearts were extremely painful, they didn't dare to show it.

On the list, the third dignified man was actually killed by a post-candidate Chosen One, and this face was too embarrassing.

That's the rule, the cruelest rule.

On the roll call, Zhang, who was healing, was hugged tightly by Wang Huipeng, and the body behind his back was sparsely stretched, and his heart ached.

"Brother Jiang, awesome, I'm !!"

"I'm the peerless swordsman, isn't it, wow......"

As soon as Zhang Jiang's chest exerted force, Wang Huipeng suddenly collapsed with unparalleled strength, and he sizzled cold air in his mouth, and shouted angrily: "Calm!"

"Mature !!"

While spraying aerosols without money, he viciously reprimanded Wang Chaopeng.

Wang Chaopeng didn't care, kept nodding his head, and turned his head in place excitedly.

"The first time I killed the sect master Hudan, that feeling...... Not to mention ......"

"Wakaka Kaka ......"

The unbridled laughter and arrogance made the Ji family on the named Taishan look itchy and their fists clenched.

Ji Hongjun's slightly squinted eyes revealed a hint of murderous intent, and at this moment, Mo Qingshan, the inspector of the Dragon Realm, looked at Wang Huipeng and said with a smile.

"Wang Chaopeng. The king of heavenly kings. ”

"Your swordsmanship is very peculiar, it reminds me of the Tianbei Xuantian Realm, which is the hometown of the Sword Immortal. ”

"Are you interested in joining the Dragon Realm? In less than a hundred years, you can go to the Heavenly North Xuantian Realm, become a real sword immortal, and go straight to immortality. ”

When these words came out, everyone present changed color, and their eyes were almost green when they saw Wang Chaopeng.

This is an invitation from the dragon world, and a person's fate is changed, jumping out of Blue Mercury and going straight to the other side.

Wang Huipeng laughed, but shook his head categorically and rejected Mo Qingshan.

"Brother Rui said that cultivating the Tao and cultivating Buddha are all ethereal things, or live in a down-to-earth manner, just let it be. ”

"I haven't had enough of being a heavenly soldier. ”

These words embarrassed countless people present, and it was like a morning bell at dusk, which woke up the spring and autumn dreams of many people.

Mo Qingshan smiled slightly and nodded, a hint of indifference flashed in his eyes.

Wang Huipeng looked at the battle situation under the stands and watched it with relish.

Zhang Jiang kicked Wang Chaopeng away with a kick and scolded angrily.

"Don't get out of my way. ”

The battle on the martial arts training ground was quite fierce and bloody.

The battle of the masters will either decide the winner in an instant, or they will fight to consume the internal strength of the vitality.

Ye Qingxuan, who Zhang Jiang cared about the most, is now fighting with the Qingyin little nun of Buddhism.

Ye Qingxuan relied on those two gold and silver shuttles to make the little nun of Qingyin suffer.

However, the little nun of Qingyin is also a refusal to admit defeat, and she has been hit by many shuttle blows, but she gritted her teeth and insisted on not admitting defeat.

Seeing that Ye Qingxuan had an absolute advantage, Zhang Jiang was relieved.

The decisive battle between the demon and Mo Xiaozhu has reached the most dangerous time.

The demon's attack moves are simple and straightforward, relying on his speed and super sharp claws.

The green blood on his body was already flowing all over his body, and wounds of all sizes were all over his body.

Mo Xiaozhu was forced by the demon to hit the real fire.

The sword trick was drawn, and when he pointed in the air, one or even more flying swords flew out from all over his body at an extremely fast speed, even if he was a perverted teleportation speed like a demon, he couldn't dodge.

Although the demon was seriously injured, the body's magical healing ability made up for the deficiency, and Mo Xiaozhu had two more blood holes on his shoulders, and the blood was gushing like a spring.

After many rounds of attack and defense, the demon finally found a way to deal with Mo Xiaozhu.

Forcefully endured the two flying swords piercing his body, and after dodging the vital point, an afterimage appeared under the brush of his body, and he circled around Mo Xiaozhu.

One lap, three laps, ten laps, fifty laps, two hundred laps.

In terms of actual combat, among all the Holy Chosen Ones, there are a few Heavenly Soldiers who are ranked first, in no particular order.

In terms of the speed of killing, the demon is the first to point out.

The wind in the ring was fierce, and the strength was all over the sky, just like a tornado storm, and the hard granite slabs on the ground were swept up by the wind and shattered into hundreds of slags, all of which hit Mo Xiaozhu's body.

Mo Xiaozhu's body gave birth to a sense, and automatically released the flying sword, chewing all the fragments.

Suddenly!

The demon has moved!

In the afterimage illusion, the demon kills from an impossible angle, raising his hand and grabbing it.

Mo Xiaozhu's flying sword was strangling the granite fragments, and it was too late to retreat.

The five fingers of the demon are erected, and the back flies down.

Mo Xiaozhu suddenly had a qi machine induction at this second, but it was too late.

At the moment when he was about to die.

A tremendous force was suppressed from the northern head at an incredible speed.

As a demon wolf, the demon has a very high sensitivity to the danger of crisis.

That pressure was enough to destroy the world, and even the mountains and seas could not describe the horror of that pressure.

The qi machine was inducted, and the body immediately retreated.

Rao is like this, and the demon is still one step slower.

"Whew-"

A miserable and terrible muffled howl spread throughout the four fields.

The demon slammed into a hundred meters away like a heavy cannon, smashed heavily on a huge tree, fell to the ground, struggled twice, and struggled to stand up.

Zhou Maode and Adaoren, who were watching the battle, saw this scene, and their faces changed drastically.

Hurriedly turned around and looked into the distance.

I saw a man suspended in the north in the air, standing with his hands erected, his head held high, proud of the audience.

"Mo Yuanhua !!"

Seeing this person, Lan Jingyi stood up, her delicate body trembled, and she screamed.

"Mo Yuanhua !!"

When Zhan Xingwu saw this person, he jumped up, his eyes spurting blood.

"Mo Yuanhua!"

Zhang Jiang slowly got up, looked at the man in the air, his body was windless, and he flipped his hand and pulled out the polar meteorite mountain knife.

Wang Huipeng, Zhou Maode, and A Daoren swished and flew onto the roll call platform.