"There is the last one, it should be Tongtianmen and Yinjian Pavilion. Elder Hefa said and continued to look up the valley.

I saw two streamers, one silver and one white, suddenly swept out, floating up the Yin Sword Valley, and there were two young masters, both of whom were standing upright and heroic.

"Order No. 6, Tongtianmen, Mingye. With his pale palms on his chest, he looked pale and stared at the young pavilion master opposite with a flamboyant aura.

"Yin Sword Pavilion, Qin Dragon Sword. After a salute, he pulled out the saber at his waist, "The Tongtian hand of the Tongtian Gate, I have long wanted to understand it." ”

Ming Ye smiled coldly, "Then it's better to be respectful than to obey your fate." ”

"Tongtian Hand, Palm Destruction!" He stared, and his palm with a shallow light suddenly shot out, impacting at Qin Longjian.

In an instant, the air in front of Ming Ye seemed to be forcibly separated by a huge crack, and in this huge crack, a huge hand, with a blazing light and killing intent, rushed to the front of the young pavilion master.

Xuan Yu looked at the turbulent momentum of this big palm, and also felt that the previous "storm in the palm" was nothing compared to it.

"The Extreme of the Sword, Yunlong!"

Qin Long's sword was fearless, and he danced the long sword in his hand with one hand, and then the shape of a faint dragon seemed to be attached to his sword blade, as if lying quietly on his stomach, as if he would rise to the sky at any time.

"Drink!" he let out a long roar, and the dragon-like form immediately seemed to be alive, and also let out a startled roar, stabbing from the sword, with an incomparably sharp intent, and rushed towards the killing giant palm.

"Boom-"

Both of them attacked with the strength of fury and fighting, slamming together, suddenly roaring and exploding, the waves and thunder were raging, and a shock wave that swept away the wind and clouds, hunting and galloping, compared to the previous fierceness of the red fire and the black devil, it was not much better.

The smoke and dust were filled, Xuan Yu waved his sleeves, his vision was clear again, he looked up, and the two of them each retreated, obviously a tie.

After a while, I saw a flash of light, and Ming Ye and Qin Longjian rushed forward at the same time, one flipped his fingers, and the other slashed with a dancing sword, like two stars colliding and hitting together.

For a moment, the air around the two of them was shattered, and the light and energy of the Dao Dao, like lightning and flames, flew up and down, dazzling.

After a long time of melee fighting, in the chaotic shadows, the shadow of the long dragon suddenly jumped up, the five claws grabbed the driver, the dragon's tail swept away, and suddenly soared, bursting into the vast sky.

After the dragon leaped, a huge fist also rushed out, with the momentum of the Broken Eight Desolations, chasing the dragon's tail and hitting the sky.

The silver light Baihua suddenly retreated, and Ming Ye and Qin Longjian retreated separately, but they kept a distance of more than ten meters, looking at each other from afar.

"One move determines the winner, how. ”

Qin Longjian put the hilt of the sword on his chest, his face was like a sharp mang, and his eyes were like a torch.

"Come on. ”

Ming Ye only read one word, and his two hands were slowly raised above his head, and the hand that reached the sky, if its name suggests, lies in the direct access to the sky.

In the blink of an eye, the young master went up and down, and a strong white light surged up, like a Fengshen spear, about to top the stars.

"Tongtian hand, ten thousand fist road, now!"

The roar fell, and in this white light, a giant hand broke out in an instant, all of them were white, solid as a rock, and stood heavily, giving people a suffocating pressure.

"Knock-knock-"

With a dull and long sound that went straight to the bone marrow, thousands of giant hands turned into fists and rushed down, as if with divine might, the entire sky collapsed, and crushed towards Qin Long's sword.

"The extreme of the sword, the end of the dragon movement. The Shaoge Master Sword floated in his hand, and there seemed to be rolling thunder and fire in his eyes.

"Dragon Eater!"

Suddenly, the sword qi in his hand soared, and a silver long dragon drilled out of thin air, with scales like knives on its body and horns like blades, entrenched on the sword valley, which frightened hundreds of people, and ten thousand beasts crawled.

"Roar—" The dragon's roar shattered all air, opening its bloody jaws as if it were about to swallow all living creatures, devouring all energy and moves.

Xuan Yu looked at these two killing moves, silver and white, Hao Hao Tang Tang occupied the entire Yin Sword Valley, and the situation alone was not inferior to the black giant sword of Tu Qianqiu's day.

The silver dragon and the hundred fists touched, and then they collided sharply, and under the crossfire, the space was distorted in an instant, and that piece was like a ****, ten thousand lightning, about to explode, but with silence.

The silver and white are unbridled, leading the day into the night, the loud sound is loud, and the elephant is invisible.

The figures of Ming Ye and Qin Longjian flew inexplicably upside down, like two broken kites, smashing towards the boundary land of the valley.

"Zheng—"

The sound of the sword rang out, and the long sword that the young pavilion master was holding in his hand flew out suddenly, one end of Qin Long's sword shirt was hung, and the other end was inserted into the stone wall.

So, when Ming Ye fell to the ground miserably, rubbing a deep scar, the young master of the Yin Sword Pavilion was stuck a few feet in front of the ground and never fell.

Xuan Yu's cheeks twitched, this dramatic appearance, it should be Qin Longjian who won, if he really has a weapon, it is a cow.

Everyone present was a little speechless, the ratio of eight into four, the monk admitting defeat, and the sword hanging clothes, all of which were situations that everyone didn't expect.

And the first four people in the glazed palace accounted for two people, and they didn't expect to die and live 11,000 times.

The palace master approached the two teenagers next to him, "Below, but it's a vicious battle." Her eyebrows were crooked, and she was very happy.

Xue Bian flattened her mouth, "You still laugh like this." "Isn't it time to burn incense and pray?

"Haha, I'm looking forward to the surprise you two will give me. She hugged this beautiful goddaughter who didn't want to talk, and her eyes were full of warmth.

"Let's hope we don't become opponents. Xuan Yu said, pulled the snow over, and then took her to the valley.

They took the flying streamer, opened their hands, and breathed a sigh of relief at the moment, Xuan Yu was the number two, and the snow was the number one.

According to the previous arrangement, it was not the two of them who played against each other.

"Four, you are the highest level of the younger generation, the pride of the sky, the pillars of the southeast, and even the entire continent, the last three battles are not only the competition of sects and individuals, but also, you show us, the land of infinite miracles and hope!"

The middle-aged man of the Yin Sword Pavilion stood on the valley, his eyes were surging with essence, he raised his arms, and immediately, the monstrous battle intent of the young man was ignited, and the high expectations of the old man were churning, and Xuan Yu clasped Xue's hand, in this surging wind and clouds, the point was the warmth of the veins.

"Four into two fields, the first order is against the second, and the third order is against the fourth. ”

The man's chant swept the heavens and the earth Xuanhuang, and even shook Xuan Yu's heart, where he hit the shocking waves.

He watched Xue's stunning little face change, and slapped his forehead, it was also true, drunk.