"Buzz ——!"

As the sword lit up, the Shadow Chong Sword in Du Ziheng's hand shattered directly, leaking out a silver-white long blade!

This long blade is the innate sword qi in Du Ziheng's body, an invisible soldier!

"Huh?" The god of flowers felt the edge behind him, and as soon as he turned his head, Jinglun turned the sword in his hand, and the blade of the sword pointed directly at the neck of the god of flowers.

Seeing this, the flower god waved his right hand, and several vines converged into a pillar, directly knocking Jinglun into the air.

The corners of the flower god's mouth were hooked, and he was just about to forcibly subdue Jinglun, but at this time, Du Ziheng had already waved the invisible blade in his hand!

The powerful edge bombarded the waist of the god of flowers, and this edge was indeed worthy of the name of the sword immortal body, directly penetrating the true element of the god of flowers' protective body, easily cutting the skin of the god of flowers, as long as the god of flowers was cut off in an instant!

But unfortunately, in this instant, the god of flowers was already able to react, only to see him disappear in place in an instant, flying into the air, allowing Du Ziheng to slash the air and bombard the ground with a sword, and the ground was directly cut open a crack, stretching for hundreds of meters!

"Shaking the world, blood and rain anger the sky, plummeting into Shura!"

When the flower god saw the crack in the ground, a sense of happiness just rose in his heart, and he heard Ye Yin reciting the poem in a cold voice.

"What's it?!" The god of flowers was stunned when he saw the figure of Shura behind him, and said: "Hahaha, the momentum is good, but it's a pity that the cultivation is too low!"

Hearing this, Ye Yin's mind did not have a trace of panic, after making a move, no matter whether it was successful or not, his mind would be strong, if his mind was shaking, even if it was only a trace, the power of this sword move would drop by at least fifty percent.

"Zheng ——!"

With a swing of the sword, the figure of Shura slashed towards the flower god along with Ye Yin!

Seeing this, the god of flowers had a leisurely face, gently stretched out his right hand, and directly caught the sword of falling rain, and the figure of Shura was about to touch the hair of the god of flowers, and it was scattered and shattered!

The aftermath was like a wave of waves, blasting around, kicking up large clouds of dust.

At this time, Jing Lun hurriedly got up from the ground, cut his palm, and dripped blood on Jing Xuan's sword, and in an instant, a powerful power of judgment was revealed!

"It should be possible!" Jing Lun exhaled a breath of turbidity, the turmoil of the true yuan in his body merged with the power of judgment, and the flower god on the other side felt this breath and was immediately shocked, and said calmly: "Still want to struggle? But I'm tired of it." ”

After saying that, the god of flowers stood in the air, let go of the rain sword, and kicked Ye Yin to the ground with another kick, and the next moment, a strong coercion was like overwhelming, pressing on every inch of everyone's body, and they couldn't move at all.

"Whew——!"

Jing Lun forcibly endured this coercion, and slashed the Jing Xuan Sword in the air, and a small spatial crack suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Tsk, the wear is heavier than I thought. Jing Lun squinted slightly, now he will basically fall into a coma at any time, fortunately Wang Ming is not fighting with him for control of his body now, otherwise all this will be in vain, faintly glanced at Ye Yin and Du Ziheng, and Jing Lun directly drilled into the spatial crack.

"Ye Yin, are you okay. Du Ziheng was lying on the ground, looking at Ye Yin slightly and asking.

"Hmm..... Ahem!"

Ye Yin let out a painful snort, and at this time, the upper half of his body was inserted into the ground, and the Dao Dao coercion emitted by the flower god made his exposed lower body unable to straighten out.

"Wang Ming, they have already gone out, what is the plan you said earlier?" Du Ziheng said lightly, but Ye Yin was still motionless at this time, and he didn't know that he thought he was dead.

"Hey, you're not going to die, are you??!" Du Ziheng exclaimed in surprise, bursting out with the true yuan of his whole body, but he still couldn't move a bit, and even his fingers were difficult to bend.

"What about the sword spirit?!" The flower god fell to the ground, and with a wave of his right hand, the dust in the air suddenly seemed to stop in the air, and the next moment it slowly condensed in the air, turning into a spherical air mass, and the incarnation pointed into the distance, and the air mass suddenly flew into the distance.

"How is it possible? Could it be just now..."The flower god groaned in his heart, and then sneered: "I see, shatter the void and escape away? ”

"In that case, let's just clean you up. After the flower god finished speaking, he glanced at Ye Yin and Du Ziheng, and then walked straight to Du Ziheng's side, and said: "Innate Sword Immortal Body, I remember that there was a swordsman in the human race who was exactly like you three thousand years ago, and we also had a fight, but unfortunately, he is only a human after all, and he is half a chip weaker than me." ”

"This is his sword, made from the branches of a sacred tree, and after a thousand years this sword has lost its edge, but in memory of that man, I have kept it until now. As he spoke, a long sword appeared in his hand, and the whole body of the sword was wooden, as the god of flowers said.

The blade of the sword has now become pitted, and there is no trace of spirituality to speak of, but as a swordsman, Du Ziheng can still feel the sword intent lingering on the sword, but this sword intent has become quite weak.

But after all, this sword intent has not dissipated after three thousand years, which shows how powerful the owner who held this sword back then!

"Three thousand years ago, the mysterious death?wooden weapon, could it be the legendary Qingteng Sword Saint ?!!" Du Ziheng exclaimed, his words full of shock.

"Qingteng Sword Saint? He did seem to regard himself as Qingteng back then. The flower god thought for a while and said with a smile: "Both of you are innate sword immortals, and you are also fateful, today I will let you disappear into the world with this sword." ”

After speaking, the flower god inserted the long sword beside Du Ziheng, and at the same time, with a wave of his right hand, he summoned the falling rain sword beside Ye Yin into his hand.

"Whew——!"

"Woo——!"

The two little ones who had been pretending to be dead on the ground flew to the side of the god of flowers, howling hard, and the god of flowers had always given them a sense of oppression, so they had not been able to make a move, but now in this situation, if they pretend to be dead on the spot, they may really be dead.

"Oh, it's the two of you...", the flower god said softly, then exhaled a breath and blew the two little ones out of the air.

"For the sake of you two not being human, I won't kill you. ”

The flower god said calmly, the two little ones were constantly blown into the distance at this time, because there was also a fan in this breath, so the two little ones were completely unconscious at this time.

"This sword?" The flower god fumbled for a while with the Falling Rain Sword, and then said with some doubts: "There seems to be some secrets hidden in this sword." ”

Du Ziheng looked calm at this time, he had long been downset about life and death, and it was already a great honor to die with the rumored Qingteng Sword Saint.

"Well, let's do it first. The god of flowers thought lightly, clenched the Falling Rain Sword and slashed straight towards Du Ziheng.

"Stop!" Du Ziheng shouted and said, "I almost forgot, you are holding Ye Yin's sword, if you die under this sword, it will inevitably leave Ye Yin with infamy, I'd better do it myself." ”

After speaking, Du Ziheng looked at the wooden sword next to his neck and slashed it directly, although the wooden sword had become pitted, there was still sword intent on it, so the moment Du Ziheng touched his neck to the sword body, the blood flowed to the sword body.

Du Ziheng's blood seemed to have some kind of induction with the wooden sword, and after a breath, Du Ziheng's soul directly entered the sword body, and his body gradually became cold and stiff, like a corpse!

"The rest is your ......" Before the flower god's voice fell, a purple figure fell directly in front of him from the air, it was the purple-robed old man who had come all the way from the Zhao family to the dangerous place!

"Who are you?" Huashen frowned slightly, he had been fighting with Ye Yin and the others, so he hadn't noticed that others had entered the dangerous place.

"I'm your ancestor! I'm full of strange spirits, and I'm a demonic thing at regular intervals! Look at the old man in the purple robe who accepted you!" After the purple-robed old man finished speaking, his fingers merged, and a golden rope suddenly burst out, wrapping around the flower god's whole body.

"Magic weapon?" the flower god chuckled, stood still, and let the purple-robed old man recite the magic formula.

After a few breaths, the rope continues to shrink, tightly strangling the whole body of the flower god, and after a few breaths at most, the whole body of the flower god will be strangled by the rope!

"Poof....!"

Seeing that the whole body of the god of flowers was about to be strangled, a sudden burst sounded, only to see that the whole body of the god of flowers turned into powder and disappeared in place, and the rope naturally fell directly to the ground.

"It's just a spirit, not enough to worry about. The purple-robed old man laughed, and with a move of his right hand, the rope suddenly returned to his hand, but even though his face changed, he saw that the flower god actually appeared behind him, and a hand stretched out in his chest, which was holding his heart.

"How... How... Maybe..."As soon as the purple-robed old man's voice fell, the flower god blasted the heart in his hand and exploded!

"Humans have always been ants. The god of flowers had indifferent eyes, and his words were full of contempt.

"Reincarnation cause and effect, as long as I kill you and swallow your luck, I am the only immortal in this world. The figure of the flower god flashed, and he came to Ye Yin in an instant.

grabbed Ye Yin's legs and pulled him out of the ground directly.

"Die. Hanagami chuckled, grabbed the Falling Rain Sword and stabbed straight into Ye Yin's chest.

"Buzz ——!"

The moment the tip of the sword touched Ye Yin, a buzzing sound suddenly appeared in the air, and I saw that Ye Yin was just like when he saw Haogang in Yudu before, and the momentum of his whole body seemed to have changed into another person.

"Sure enough, if you want to devour his luck, you still have to pass this level. The god of flowers changed his previous leisure, and his face was full of seriousness.

"Are you the last stop?" Hagakure floated in the air, and although he made any movements, he just inadvertently revealed his momentum, which made the flower god feel a sense of oppression.

"What a last stop, I just know that if I swallow his luck, I can become an immortal!" the flower god licked his lips, and there was a faint longing in his eyes.

"Immortals, you don't deserve it. Ye Yin sneered, his eyes widened angrily, and the golden mangs on his body were even more prosperous, and the flower god felt the coercion on Ye Yin's body, and knelt down directly!

"How could it be??! I have already reached the realm of half-immortals! I should only be one step away! How can I be so bad!"

Hearing this, Ye Yin's face was grim: "Half-immortal, is the realm created by the three clans themselves? stupid and ignorant. ”