Qinglian hangs on the top, the sword intent is vertical and horizontal, only to hear its sound and not see its shape, cutting the chaotic atmosphere of the martial arts field makes people's scalp numb, the prismatic royal array is proud and strong, and the formation is still looking at the sky and racing against time.

However, with the ability of the god infant to fight for a long time, Pang Jian's anger was even stronger, and the one-handed change of the finger trick Qingmang's intention moved, and the hanging green lotus suddenly bloomed, and the leaves turned into tangible sword intent, like a raging mad knife sweeping and vowing to overturn the damn turtle shell in front of him.

The crisp and pleasant sword intent was endless, flying all over the sky around the prismatic imperial array, and hundreds of swords were slashed in turn between lightning and stone fire, making the formation shaky.

"Bang ~~~~~~ ~~~~~~ Bang ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Finally, after five breaths, he was overwhelmed, and the formation was broken into countless transparent gold fragments and disappeared into invisibility; Pang Jian was waiting to be proud, and he wanted to stand up calmly, holding the Chenyang Sword and pointing at the sky, and he had a word: The Northern Region of the Flood and the Desolation, the Sky Falls and the Heavens, and the Stars and Stars?

"Woo ~~~~~~~~" The tip of the dusty yang sword shot out a thick golden thread like a mother's finger, instantly penetrating the skyfall atmosphere and disappearing.

"Hmph~ pretend to be a ghost!" Pang Jiansheng was flying in his hand, and the blue lines of the sword in front of him were rising, ready for the final blow.

At the last moment, An Ping's face was calm and not salty, his left foot on the ground seemed to have a golden mang, and he recited the words in his mouth: Luo Cang's realm, the mountains have spirits, and the earth's veins have souls?

"Death!" Seeing the mystery of the strange arts, it is more threatening to Pang Jian, the ability of the divine infant is dazzling, and the blue-veined Dao sword is as wonderful as a lotus hovering at the top to stir up a side of the Yuan Force: "The Qinglian rainstorm is coming all over the sky, and the sword intent is traceless!"

Almost at the same time, Anzi stood alone with his left foot, stood with a sword in front of his chest with one hand, and raised Wuchen with the other hand and shouted: "Heaven and earth!"

"Whew~~~~~~~~~"

The scene of the shock eyeball happened, hitting the sky and reflecting a golden ray, which was divided into four by more than 100 zhang from Anzi, and the prismatic imperial array reappeared, just hitting the sword shadow in the sky, and the sound of "scandium scandium" was endless.

Xu is hurriedly set up the formation, the shape is not stable, the imperial array is soon full of cracks, and the eyes are about to be shattered; suddenly the ground of the martial arts arena shook slightly, and the black and white Taiji behind An Ping flashed away, and all the cracks in the prismatic array disappeared within a breath.

"Scandium, Scandium~~~~Bang, Bang, Bang~~~~"

Obviously, this array is not the other form, the sword intent in the sky was intercepted, and it was shattered, and the naturalized yuan force dissipated without a trace.

The stands around the "~~~~~~~~~ uproar" burst into flames, it was incredible, and I suddenly felt that the scene in front of me was too fake, as if I saw a fake Divine Infant Monk;

Of course, it is, but it does not come from itself, but with the help of external forces, and knowledge is power!

Nearly half an hour has passed in the competition, and the countless sword intents have made the martial arts arena dilapidated, with sword marks and potholes everywhere, but fortunately, five bigwigs have opened the protection to avoid a man-made disaster.

The body of Pang Jianfa, who failed to connect, sank to the ground, and the blue-patterned Dao sword stepped forward with his back buckle, and said, "Good means, hum~ But can you win against me?"

"Can't!"

"Then you will die after all. ”

"Not necessarily!"

"What? Do you want to spend it with the deity?"

"Are you afraid?"

"Boy, don't provoke me, although your imperial array is a novelty, it costs a lot to think about it, and it shouldn't last long with your mere Yaochen refining body. ”

"Is it?hey~" As he spoke, Anzi's face changed abruptly, and the dustless suspended in the air, and the two-fingered sword mixed yuan standing on his chest burst out: "Nine Palaces Heaven descends to me as a respect?

"Brush, brush~~~~~~~~" fell from the sky, and five Zhangxu golden swords surrounded Pang Jian.

Without waiting for the other party's reaction, Anzi decisively withdrew from the formation, holding the dust and yang in his hand and jumping high: "The nebula is shaking, I also break the sky, a thousand machines?"

With a sword as a knife, a hurricane of stars slashed straight at him.

"What's going on?" The big move in the air threatened sharply, and Pang Jian was about to raise his sword to make a move, only to find that he couldn't move, and in a hurry, he struggled to put his five fingers together and stretched his sword out of his hand.

"Scandium~~~~~~~~ Tom ~~~~~~~~~~"

"Porphyry~~~~~

Fighting hard to slash down with a sword, the blue-veined Dao sword was also strong, and the piercing metal collided with sparks, and the aftermath of the hegemonic body was like a powerful force through the sword body, and the blood of Pang Jiankou was shocked to retreat four or five steps.

"A round of moon robbery starfall, Yao Danchen!" If the tactic is successful, it will be much easier to follow up, and throw it while its foothold is not stable.

"Looking for death!" Pang Jian is a god infant master, how could he be defenseless, and his body was agile and easily avoided shouting: "Qinglian!"

"Chenyang, shock it!" Anzi is not a vegetarian either, with a wave of his arm, Yang Chen is familiar with the way to hold the Qingwen Dao Sword and suppress it.

"The Six Paths of Robbery with the Soul of the Instrument! The origin of this son must be extraordinary! The sky is blessed!Hehe~~" The old man sitting on the rostrum is not calm, there are too many surprises! The others are even more mentions, all of them are grinning like chrysanthemums, this omission is too worthwhile.

That Pang Jian was excited again when he saw it, and said to himself: "Creation! Creation and transformation! This sword deity has accepted it, hahaha~~~"

"No guy, Lao Tzu see what spell you still have to read!" With his bare hands, Anzi thought that the other party's strength was halved.

"Hmph~~~" Pang Jian fell and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said, "Do you have a spell to recite?" To tell you the truth, Pang Ji's Heaven Opening Refining Body was instructed by me. ”

"! No wonder!" Anzi suddenly realized that this guy was really worthy of his brother.

"Look how the deity tortured and killed you!" Pang Jian flicked his robe, and his body was as fast as lightning and punched.

"Compete with me! I won't kill you!" An Zile was happy and immediately faced him.

"Tom ~~~~~~~~~" fist to box, martial arts trembling, the earth swayed, cracks and clusters, and the aura was vain and intense.

"Ho~~ A little strength!hehe~ Two more times!"

"Shut your mouth!" Pang Jian's face changed, close-quarters meat Bo has never been the strength of Yuanli monks, and his understanding of Anzi is limited to strange arts, but he didn't expect that his body was outrageously strong, and he felt like he was scared of the iron plate.

So, the two began to play with each other, and Pang Jian relied on Qinglian's sword intent to barely fall behind, but the power of the Dao weapon in his hand was greatly reduced.

Anzi was also annoyed by the sword intent of the sneak attack at that time, and simply exploded his body while he was close, which shocked Pang Jian's blood and qi to surge in a red tide, and forced the throat to vomit blood several times in an attempt.

After another half an hour, the two sides were panting like cattle, and the two sides who were basically tied consumed a lot.

"Huhu~~Huh~~" Anzi didn't breathe for a long time, and twice he went down to make the silver ball in his body explode too violently, rolled his eyelids and looked at Pang Jian, and said, "It's almost time to end." ”

"Huhu~~Heh~Hu~~ Do you have that ability?"

"Of course there is!" "Fighting, the dantian dim silver ball continued to explode nuclear fusion, and the moon rose for the third time behind it.

"Useless moves, hum~"

"you!" took off the moon without hesitation, and took it out.

"Despair, boy!" The flying props that had repeatedly failed to succeed were useless to Pang Jian, and his feet flew into the air.

"The blue sea and blue sky break the sky?Xuanjin sunset!Medium~"

"Whew~~~~~~"

Zhang Gong and the arrow only flickered, and an arrow shot out intuitively, and when the Pang Sword was awake, the Xuanjin heavy arrow had already arrived in front of him!

"Porphyry~~~~~

"Uh~~~" The heavy arrow passed through the body and screamed, and before he could come back to his senses, he hit the left side of the face with a roundabout kick in the air, and the sword rolled down with a whirlwind.

"Dusty Sun!"

"呲~~~~"

Pang Jian is experienced, how do he know that before he got up, Chenyang had already pointed to his eyebrows and waited for a life.

Anzi fought hard and grabbed the hilt of the sword and said, "You lost!"

"......" Pang Jian was speechless, it was hard to imagine that he would lose to a Yaochen refining body, and it was a wheel battle between the two brothers.

"I don't want to kill, you'd better throw in the towel. ”

“…… I throw in the towel!"

"Accept!" Anzi put away his sword and returned to the box a few steps back, and when he saw that the guy didn't make a sneak attack, he turned around and left.

"Idiot!"

How could Pang Jian give up, let alone imagine that Anzi would be so naïve; without the suppression of the dust and sun, the Qingwen Dao Sword had been liberated, and the divine soul control was directed at his back heart, but ......

"Scandium ~~~~~~~~"

A sword poked in the box failed to succeed, but it hit An Zikou's bloody arrow and almost fell to the ground, looking back naturally angry, this person is extremely hateful;

"The terribleness of the human heart comes from the ontological attachment to the pursuit of things. Anzi knelt on one knee and covered his chest, his white hair turned black and Yaochen was gone, and muttered, "Are the monks of the Flood Desolate Domain the walking dead in heaven and earth?"

"Hey~~cough~~~" Pang Jian got up slowly, obviously almost to the limit, and said with a sly smile and a mocking tone: "It's a pity that you have a strange magic, hehe~ die!"

"Scandium ~~~~~~~" Chenyang is willing to sit idly by.

"What a robbery, bring it!" Pang Jian's eyes lit up, he reached out and grabbed the hilt of the sword, and then screamed, his palm was burned to the point that the skin and flesh were fragrant and smoking, but he didn't let go.

An Ping saw that he was so frightened, Pang Jian's persistence was far superior to others, and he did not hesitate to use his body for the sake of the Dao Sutra and the Divine Weapon, which can be said to be extremely perverted, and he was afraid that even his soul was distorted.

"Another Gao Tong! The sky is blazing~~" Anzi's eyes were filled with tears, and the innocent Gao Tong appeared in his mind.

"Ah, ~~~~~~~~ shock!" The robbery weapon with the spirit of the instrument must use its strength to make it surrender after it has a master, and Pang Jian's hand is already scorched and ripe, and it is spreading to his arm, and his miserable state is shocking.

Turning his face to look at Pang Ji not far away, the guy's face was indifferent and did not move, Anzi scolded himself for being stupid; he wanted to have the heart to give advice, but he didn't think that the brothers were a pair of cold-blooded animals, and they were ruthless at all.

"Buzz~~~~"

A sword roar pulled Anzi back to reality, and the body of the Chenyang sword was red, which showed that the temperature was so high, it was far from enough to subdue it with the ability of a divine child, but Pang Jian still did not give up.

"You want to die?"

"Shut up, with your garbage refining body that can only do strange arts, you are also worthy of this Heaven Tribulation Dao weapon?"

Anzi had five flavors of dust, and only said for a long time: "...... Scrap him!"

"~~~~~~~"

"Ah~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~h

As soon as the Chenyang sword body turned, he easily broke free and cut off his hand, Pang Jian screamed and took a few steps back, temporarily sealing the bloodline with the method of Yuan Li, and his forehead was already full of sweat.

"If I depose you, you may live better than die, and if I kill you, Pang Ji will seek revenge on me. ”

To kill or not to kill, the consequences are very clear, but after thinking about it, he still didn't do it, and persuaded: "Let's take it as a misunderstanding today!"

"Hmph~ You have exhausted the robbery, what qualifications do you have to dominate the life of the deity? Go and die~"

Pang Jian held the sword with one hand, looked back and drew the blue-veined sword marks, and slashed hard......

(End of chapter)