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The phoenix roared, looking at everything in the world full of indifference.

It was originally an immortal bird above the Nine Heavens, and everything in the world had never had anything to do with it.

Feng Qiwu's Nine Song Sword flashed with a golden light, smart and light, the purple and gold phoenix spread its wings and roared, and the figure quickly shuttled through the crossbow rain, and then the long long breath shocked the sky, the wings suddenly unfolded, covering the sky and the sun, and the firelight ignited the heaven and earth.

With the movement of the Nine Heavens Sword, the phoenix fell like a mountain, piercing through the heavy void and falling unhindered.

The look of the cooker changed slightly, his wrist turned, and a thin network was already intertwined overhead.

Colorful silk threads are intertwined in the night to form a brilliant aurora, shining in the night sky.

It was the most beautiful gesture of the smoke and dust, and it was also her most serious weaving.

The sword of the nine heavens fell, and the phoenix sang sadly.

The tough and sharp smoke and dust cut the unruly phoenix into countless pieces in that instant, and Zijin's blood splashed again.

But there was no ease on the look of the cooker, because the phoenix ...... Won't die!

Countless pieces of flesh turned into identical but smaller phoenixes, purple and gold flames swirling around its body, and its eyes were full of indifference and rebelliousness.

The phoenixes penetrated into the network of smoke and dust, and were constantly cut and subdivided, and finally reached the limit of smoke and dust, and countless phoenix drizzles finally entered the world of Guli.

Gu Li's Heaven and Earth had always been tasked with sheltering, and although he had not been able to shelter Shen Fangsi from the sword that would never cut the sky, at least he had not let the others be harmed.

The tiny phoenixes suddenly entered his world, making Guli feel a deep sense of provocation.

The tiny phoenixes danced in the air in an intertwined trajectory, dragging a long flame tail like a meteor, and flew towards Chu Feng.

Chu Feng looked at the phoenix that was only approaching him, without much fear, he just sighed silently, and then closed his eyes.

Guri wouldn't sit idly by and watch everything happen, so he threw a chess piece and evolved into a mountain in the middle of the world, blocking the path of the thousands of phoenixes.

The tiny phoenixes echoed each other and let out a long roar, gradually gathered together, and then the blazing flames suddenly burned, and the tiny phoenixes turned into pieces of colorful feathers, and a pair of wings that covered the sky suddenly spread out in the wind.

The huge phoenix fearlessly descended towards the mountains in front of it, the blazing flames scorching and melting the earth, the hot magma tumbling, and the green smoke curling into the sky.

The 100,000 green mountains couldn't stop the phoenix that swooped down at all, its claws broke through one green mountain after another, its wings broke one green mountain after another, and the flames melted one green mountain after another.

Its mind was extremely resolute, its indifferent eyes had unshakable conviction, and it looked at Chu Feng, who was surrounded by mountains, and there was a hatred and sorrow in its eyes.

It melted through everything and inevitably fell towards Chu Feng.

Shen Fangsi reflexively, the tip of the spear rose, the silver light flashed, and a silver dragon roared through the air.

The roaring silver dragon shattered the mountains and bit the angry phoenix in the air, its sharp teeth tore through the flesh and blood of the phoenix, and its wings fell all over the sky, and the phoenix's claws also uncovered the dragon scales piece by piece, and the blazing flames scorched the silver scales.

The sound of "clanging" gradually turned into a thunderous roar, and the black and dark cyan sword lights also began to collide in this space, not giving in to each other, without the slightest intention of retreating.

The smoke didn't care about the phoenix anymore, but with a slight twist of his wrist, thousands of silk threads intertwined and pierced through the world, and roared towards the drunkenness.

Drunk and unreturned, he was concentrating on the knife with Su Cuo, he was under a lot of pressure, Su Cuo's reputation on the first day of the contemporary world was by no means a wasted name, even if it was because An Luyun deliberately released water, but whether An Luyun could really surpass Su Cuo, and how much he could surpass it was originally a questionable question.

Su Cuo's sword is somewhat like an unknown sword, with a sharp edge, without any defensive posture, only endless attacks, frantically suppressing his enemies with continuous attacks, so that the enemy is forced to abandon the offensive and take a defensive position, turning from balance of power to disadvantage little by little.

Su Cuo's knife is very special, each of his knives is a knife that cuts off the space, if you want to take that knife, you must also cut off the space and enter the space where the knife is located.

It's not that you can't do it, but the consumption of true qi in doing so is too huge, and Drunk doesn't return guessing that the other party can use such a space-splitting slash is because the knife in his hand itself carries a special law, just like Mu Shaoen's sword that never cuts the sky, so he is so unscrupulous.

It was a little difficult to deal with the drunkenness, but he was still struggling to hold on.

Drunk does not think that he will not be the opponent of the other party, after all, he has more experience.

He was waiting for an opportunity, he was waiting for his opportunity to appear in a tight fighter.

This opportunity has not yet come, but it is the smoke and dust of the clothes and cookers.

Of course, he knew the smoke and dust of the clothes and cooking, and the extremely sharp silk thread, he didn't think that his ** could resist it.

This makes Drunk Don't Return feel a little annoyed, but Drunk No Return has nowhere to go back.

The smoke and dust of the clothes and cooking smoke broke through the air, and the strands of silk threads gathered with each other, like a big net, spread out, enveloped the sky, and fell towards the drunken head.

A rusty sword poked out of the void and held the silk thread, but the sword could only hold a few silk threads, and more silk threads whistled around the sword, and quickly fell towards the drunken and unreturning.

The two wheels reappeared, and the huge two wheels covered the drunkenness, and although they were constantly shaken under the crazy offensive of smoke and dust, they did not collapse.

Mu Shaoen, who was pale, clenched the rusty sword in his hand, and looked at the smoke of the cooker indifferently through the silk threads.

Guli grabbed a large handful of chess pieces again, threw them out, and the sand flew all over the sky, and the black and white qi fell from the sky, turning into a pair of black and white double swords, and roared towards the spinning two Yi wheels.

Bu Lingguan, who had been lying on his back with his hands, walked in front of Mu Shaoen, and then he finally stretched out his hand.

His hand was lightly clamped in the air, and the twin swords formed by the convergence of black and white qi were caught between his fingers, no matter how the two swords trembled and wailed, they could not break free.

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