While!

There was a crisp sword roar that resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the sharp sword qi raged on the canopy, turning into a heavy wind, making people feel terrified.

Woohoo!

Two streamers, one dark and one blue, trembled above the canopy, and every time the two collided, an incomparably violent energy storm would explode.

While!

After another collision, the two streamers retreated one after another, revealing their true bodies.

The Nine Infant King hurriedly stabilized his body, the blood and qi in his body were turbulent, his divine power was disordered, and even his own breath was gradually floating.

He looked down at his hands, and his face was extremely invisible.

I saw that the long sword in his hand was constantly buzzing, exuding a soft wailing sound, as if he was afraid of something.

And the reason for all this is the bronze ancient sword in Gu Tong's hand.

That sword was forged from ancient bronze!

Gu Tong looked at the gloomy face of the Nine Infant King, and a smug smile appeared on his face.

He looked at the bronze ancient sword in his hand and said with a smile.

"Since ancient times, there have been countless geniuses in heaven and earth, and every predecessor who left his name was extremely talented. ”

"Their existence has created countless peerless divine soldiers. ”

"And this ancient bronze is the ancestor of the divine soldiers. ”

"Bronze is born, ten thousand swords surrender!"

Then, the bronze ancient sword in Gu Tong's hand pointed directly at the Nine Infant King and laughed.

"Nine Infant King, when you were killed by the ancient bronze, you were reincarnated for thousands of years, so let's experience its power again. ”

After that, Gu Tong swung his sword and slashed at the Nine Infant King.

Hearing Gu Tong poking himself in pain, the Nine Infant King's face turned hideous, and an angry dragon groan came out of his mouth, and he roared.

"Human, today, I will break you into ten thousand pieces!"

......

Above the canopy, the icy cold air spread out in all directions, turning into a sea of white clouds.

Call!

The sea of clouds rolled violently, turning into huge waves and setting off a huge wave of Xuanyuan.

Wow!

Countless long piercing clouds burst out, and a majestic force surged on them, as if they wanted to pierce the sky.

Shout!

The bright purple light flickered, and the sky suddenly darkened, and a vast star appeared out of thin air, shaking the cold sea of clouds.

Boom!

The vast stars surged, and an incomparably brilliant crystal rain poured down, colliding with the icy spike with the power of destruction.

Rumble!

A deafening explosion sounded, and brilliant fireworks exploded above the canopy, staging a beautiful picture.

Swish!

Two figures flew out from the sea of clouds, and in the flickering of their figures, there were Dao sword rays slashing out, with a tricky and ruthless momentum, blasting towards each other's real bodies.

Bang bang!

The sword exploded, and a violent shockwave erupted, and both of them retreated again and again, but they did not receive a trace of damage.

It's a tie again!

The two girls, Jian Ming and Ziling, stood in the air, looking at each other with surprised and puzzled eyes, and there were ripples in their hearts.

Carefully calculated, this can be said to be the first official confrontation between the two daughters since they met.

But who would have thought that no matter how they exert their strength, in the end, they can only die together, but they can't hurt each other.

This made the second daughter anxious and even more puzzled.

Because they never imagined that the two of them would be so similar in strength.

While!

There was a crisp sound of sword sound, and a faint sword aura came.

It was the aftermath of the battlefield where Gu Tong was in the distance.

The two girls both felt the fluctuation, but they didn't react.

They just looked at each other like this, trying to find each other's flaws.

After a few breaths, Keyming opened his mouth to break the silence and asked.

"Who the hell are you?"

This doubt is not only hers, but also Ziling's.

Ziling looked at the crystal sword in his hand, and there were waves in his purple eyes, as if hinting at his mood.

She looked at Keyming, a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and said slowly.

"And who are you?"

The moment the words fell, the wind stopped whistling, the white clouds stopped fluttering, and the air seemed to be slowly stagnant at this time.

The ice sword in Jian Ming's hand hummed violently, and a bone-piercing cold aura rose from the blade.

The terrifying chill spread in all directions, and the first son of heaven and earth was in turmoil, frantically gathering above the heads of the two, and it turned into pieces of snowflakes and fell down.

The cold wind raged, sweeping the snowflakes all around, like countless sharp blades, frantically swept towards Ziling.

But Ziling glanced at it with a flat expression, the crystal sword in his hand danced lightly, and there seemed to be a little crystal flickering in the air, turning into a crystal rainstorm the size of broad beans, and the blizzard shook hard.

Bang bang bang!

At the moment when the two were handed over, a low popping sound sounded, and a sharp popping sound exploded in the sky, making people's ears buzz constantly.

Ziling looked at the murderous appearance of the key tea, the smile on the corner of her mouth seemed to be a little thicker, sneered, and said.

"What's the matter?"

"If you don't want to identify you, why do you want me to identify yourself?"

"Or do you dare not reveal your identity!"

The crisp voice sounded, with some provocation and contempt in its words, and then drowned out by the screaming of the canopy.

Key Ming's little face became more and more cold, and the killing intent in his eyes surged, eager to break Ziling's corpse into ten thousand pieces.

Airplanes!

Behind him, the divine power trembled, and Keyming's own aura suddenly skyrocketed.

Wow!

The snowflakes floating between the heavens and the earth danced and converged towards the key tea.

Click!

There was a clangling sound of metal, and a cold armor appeared on Keyming's body.

She holds the ice sword in her hand, her posture is straight, and her body is cold, like an ice and snow goddess of war!

Seeing that the key tea summoned the divine power armor, Ziling also did not show weakness, and shook his little hand.

Wow!

I saw a humming sound from the divine power behind Ziling, as if a trace of death rose up.

The first sons of heaven and earth gathered, and they were gathered together by the dead Yan, turning into a purple gold armor attached to Ziling's body.

Boom!

The violent divine power emanated from the two women, and for a while, the wind and clouds surged, stirring the whole world and chickens and dogs.

The next moment, the two women clenched the long sword in their hands at the same time, and instantly exerted their speed to the extreme.

The shock and power of that collision made countless people dumbfounded and stunned in place.

Woman, indeed, is a terrible creature!

......

Swish!

The nine-colored light curtain appeared out of thin air, seemingly light and thin as veil, but it exuded an indescribable smell, as if it could resist all blades.

Wow!

The temperature of heaven and earth suddenly rose, and a brilliant fire fell from the sky, instantly rising against the storm, turning into a scarlet sea of fire.

And in that scarlet sea of fire, there were bits of dark red light and shadow flickering, exuding a terrifying evil aura.

Woohoo!

The dark red light and shadow broke through the air, turning into countless rocket rains, crushing towards the nine-colored light curtain.

Bang bang!

The moment the two collided, the invisible qi waves spread out in all directions, setting off bursts of aftermath.

And the two only resisted each other for a few breaths or so, and their strength was exhausted and shattered between heaven and earth.

The Bodhisattva was dressed in a nine-colored robe, and looked at Yi Chuanke in the distance with a flat face, his eyes flashing with indescribable emotional fluctuations.

And Yi Chuanke was also looking at the Bodhisattva, with murderous intent flowing in his eyes.

At this time, the Bodhisattva broke the silence and said.

"Yi Chuanke, after so many years, you still don't give up the throne?"

"Is the throne really more important to you than your life?"

Yi Chuanke's eyes flickered, and the killing intent in his eyes gradually turned into resentful anger.

He raised his hand and took off the golden mask on his face, revealing the hideous scar on his face, and said coldly.

"You left this scar behind, so today, I have to kill you!"

Yi Chuanke stomped on the void on the soles of his feet, and the void around his body was distorted a little.

The first son of heaven and earth gathered, and it turned into a heavy fire, frantically surging towards Yi Chuanke.

Wow!

The red divine power spread out from Yi Chuanke's center to all directions, causing the canopy of heaven within a radius of hundreds of miles to turn into a blood-red color.

Yi Chuanke stepped out of the fire, and his body was full of might, like a heavy fire, exuding a terrifying high temperature.

Seeing this, the Bodhisattva stood in front of him with his palm in front of him and said to Yi Chuanke.

"Amitabha, good, good!"

The ancient and long sigh resounded through the heavens and the earth, exuding deep helplessness and sorrow.

Then, with a grip of his palm, the first son of heaven and earth gathered, blooming with brilliant brilliance, slowly condensing into a light and shadow.

Rustling!

There was a crisp clanging sound, and a tin staff appeared in the Bodhisattva's hand.

The whole body of the tin rod was made of gold, and on the top of it hung nine rings, and when they were counted carefully, there were nine colors in all.

And the moment the nine-ringed tin staff appeared, the fire poison surrounding this canopy of heaven quickly melted away like remnant snow encountering fire.

The power of the Bodhisattva was able to counteract Yi Chuanke's fire poison!

Boom!

Seeing that his momentum was suppressed, Yi Chuanke immediately made a decision and made the first move!

Bite!

The red long sword broke through the air, and the fire on the sword body rose, and everywhere it passed, it seemed to burn the void, making the space have some signs of melting.

But such a ferocious offensive, in the eyes of the Bodhisattva, was like a three-year-old child's play.

Then, he danced the nine-ring tin staff in his hand, and a crisp moan sounded.

Jingle bells!

Bursts of sound waves spread out in all directions, and even the naked eye could see them clearly.

The sound waves scattered, and it turned into a nine-colored aura of Taoism, and it was directly suppressed by Yi Chuanke.

Rumble!

At the moment when the two collided, the divine power and flames around Yi Chuanke's body directly dissolved, and even his own breath was scattered.

Whew!

The nine-colored aura was one after another, directly tying up Yi Chuanke and suppressing it to death.

Seeing this, Yi Chuanke's eyes also flashed with a hint of determination.

As soon as he bit the tip of his tongue, a mouthful of essence blood spurted out and landed on the nine-colored aura.

The moment the essence blood fell on the aura, it directly turned into a heavy flame, frantically burning the nine auras.

And those nine auras were also humming violently, and in just a few breaths, they were directly shattered and died.

Just as Yi Chuanke relaxed about this, a figure appeared behind him.

The broad palm was pressed down slightly, and there was an ancient and powerful Sanskrit word flashing in the palm of the palm......