"Such a domineering edge, just this sword, the Daoist friend is enough to start a sect, worthy of the name of sword cultivation. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

The drunken Taoist squinted at the sword shadow of Baizhang and said in admiration.

"With such a sharp edge, why is it that the disciples of the sect are not cultivating the way of the sword, but the sound of the qin?" Sikong Yu frowned and puzzled.

Dao Xuan glanced at the Jade Pure Man, shook his head, and said slowly: "Who knows, this Lord of the Xuantian Sect has never heard of it before, and his methods are even more mysterious and unpredictable, maybe his strongest is not the way of the sword, not necessarily." ”

"Jingyue, the dome of your hall is broken"

The jade Qingzhen person was expressionless and said coldly.

“”

Fresh lips pursed, Jingyue Zhenren's eyes were shining, and she looked at the battle situation in the hall in a daze, without saying a word, from the bottom of her heart, she would rather the Xinghe Yuan Fetal Dao Body enter the Xuantian Sect than fall into the hands of the Langya Sword Palace.

"Slash!!"

Taking another step, with a cold drink, Tianlin Sword slashed down with a hundred zhang sword shadow sword shadow, like opening the sky.

This sword is cut down, the sword is full of energy, like a prison like the sky, as soon as the bamboo and wood giant sword touches, it is cut from it, the sword blade does not stagnate at all, it is like a heavenly punishment!

"Ants are ants after all, but they are dying! Dare to use a sword in front of me, you are so bold!!"

Dao Ling was as arrogant as the sky, and he never put the sorrow in his eyes from beginning to end, and at the end of the words, word by word, it was like a king reprimanding his courtiers, like a thousand swords piercing his heart.

"Emperor Langya Sword, this sword, rebellion!!"

The ancient sword groaned, Dao Lingxu still did not draw his sword, his eyes were calm, not moved by foreign objects, he pointed out from afar, and walked towards the shadow of the sword on the top.

This sword came out, and hundreds of magic swords and spirit swords on both sides of the center of the avenue floated and converged, just like the edict of the Emperor of Heaven, killing the rebellious, the sword light was cold, and hundreds of heavenly soldiers evolved out, domineering.

"Moan"

The sound of the sword sounded, the sorrowful gaze was like a substance, the back shook slightly, and the four Gang swords were condensed with a sharp edge, rushing out of the slash, the sword moves in his hand remained unchanged, and the sword shadow condensed, like a substance, and slashed down.

Above the dome, the four Tianlin Gang swords turned into rainbows and soared into the sky, falling from the green darkness, the vacuum was separated, and four cracks were left between heaven and earth, as if heaven and earth were split, and they wanted to return to chaos.

"Poof"

"Boom"

The four Gang swords rushed to the sky and slashed countless sword blades, and the sword shadow slashed heavily from top to bottom in the torrent of sword weapons, and the sharp sword qi and hundreds of heavenly soldiers attacked each other, gradually turning into nothingness.

The shadow of the sword was dim, and a sword weapon was annihilated, turning into powder, only two sharp edges were killing in the void, and the sword roared, like a dragon roaring for nine days.

At the same time, many disciples of the Soul Building Realm and the Soul Nourishing Realm in the hall were as white as paper, and they fell to the ground in a gloomy manner, with traces of blood oozing from the corners of their mouths.

Obviously, the hundreds of sword weapons slashed by Dao Lingxu were mostly from these low-level disciples, and at this time, the two phases were slashed, countless magic swords and spirit swords were destroyed, and they were naturally the ones who were damaged and suffered, and they bore the brunt.

"If the fight continues like this, before the winner is decided, this hall will be demolished by the two of them. ”

Dao Xuan muttered to himself, at this time, the image of Xuan Xuan in his heart was completely subverted, not calm and indifferent, but quite similar to Yuqing Zhenren, a complete madman.

At this moment, Broken Sorrow is a sharp sword, with an unparalleled edge and stunning edge.

"Hehe, Sister Jingyue has already opened all the forbidden formations in the hall, as long as we watch from the sidelines, the two of them can really turn the sky upside down!"

The drunken Taoist took the wine syrup in his mouth, waved his hand, and said a little vaguely.

"Broken!!"

The sharp edge in the broken sorrowful eyes was like a substance, and with a light shout, the Tianlin Sword and the sword shadow collided with the sword weapon Heavenly Soldier, the edge escaped, the spiritual power wind raged, and the void was squeezed and collided by the spiritual power storm, almost deformed and distorted.

The endless aftermath spread out like water ripples, but before it could impact everyone, it was blocked by an invisible light curtain, and the void rippled slightly, gradually returning to calm.

Under the aftermath of that sword, Duan Chou was forced to retreat a hundred zhang from the center of the front of the hall, stepped on the high platform, and when his body was stable, he was already standing in the depths of the main hall.

As soon as he raised his head, he looked at him with sorrow, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

In the center of the front of the hall, the sword qi was shooting in all directions, the spiritual power storm swept and raged, Dao Lingxu's face was indifferent, standing in the void, hunting in golden robes all over his body, and he never moved half a step from beginning to end.

"Now, I'll ask you one last time, Xinghe Yuan Fetal Dao Body, do you want to give it!!"

Dao Ling was as undefeated as a mountain, and asked proudly, not to say let or not, to open his mouth is not to give, his domineering and arrogant attitude made many real people in the hall frown slightly, and they were displeased.

Silent and sorrowful, looking at him is like looking at an idiot, I have never seen a person who pretends to be X like this, and he is powerless to complain.

"Since you don't know how to lift, then you will die!"

"If you can take my two swords without hurting them, you are qualified to let me draw my swords, let me see your two acquired spirit treasures, it's too late, you are not qualified to shoot!!"

A trace of annoyance flashed in Dao Lingxu's eyes, but it was more excitement, his tone was indifferent, his black hair seemed to be burning with golden flames, and the edge shuttled through it, and the dragon pattern ancient sword in his right hand slowly raised, and thunder appeared on the scabbard, and it suddenly fell apart.

Each fragment was as sharp as a sword, piercing the vacuum, scattering in all directions, directly piercing through the light curtain, and sinking deep into the main hall, and the terrifying combat power made the real people in the hall immediately change color.

Broken Sorrow's face was expressionless, but the killing intent in his heart was rising rapidly, the Tianlin Sword in his hand was buzzing, his eyes flashed, and he had already made a decision.

The dragon pattern ancient sword bloomed, the golden divine flame was scorching, the thunder energy gathered to live and die, the edge penetrated, Dao Lingxu held the sword in his hand, pointing to the broken sorrow.

He began to walk in the void, every step of the step, left a sword mark under his feet, this sword mark contains the avenue, mysterious and unfounded, his footwork is mysterious, gradually ethereal, he steps like flying, clothes dance, like the emperor of heaven parade.

A little golden light was born from the tip of the sword, slowly extending backwards, and finally synthesized a sword light as bright as the divine sun, the edge burst out, if the golden flower fell, the golden lotus swelled, and a divine dragon phantom rushed out of the sword, and it was actually integrated into Dao Ling's void body.

At this moment, he was like a dragon god, traveling for nine days, stabbing towards the volley of broken sorrow.

A sword comes from the east, and the dragon soars for nine days.

Dao Ling took out the sword, the sword led the dragon, the dragon phantom and the body fit, he was like a dragon god descended, and the sword guided the sky.

The edge evolved into a sea of clouds, thunder and electric storms, golden glow, there are ten thousand swords to worship, this is a huge scene, if the dragon god is mortal, irreversible, the dragon sword descends, shrouding the void, the surrounding space begins to collapse, and is crushed by life.

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