The twelve sword qi slashed out by Shangguan wordlessly were entangled in the air, as if a hinge was formed from the sword qi, and it was also an extremely domineering technique to strangle everything in front of him.

As soon as the two fought, they used all their strength, domineering to domineering, and they both had the intention of killing each other.

Everyone around them held their breath and didn't want to miss a second.

I saw that the majestic sword qi that gathered together collided with the twelve sword qi in an instant, and there was a loud bang, and the sword qi and the sword qi collided violently, and each other's supernatural powers eroded each other, half a catty and eight taels, and in a moment, many sword qi rushed around, and the twelve sword qi that were entangled together also fell apart, and no one could take advantage.

However, the crowd watching the battle around them suffered, and some uncontrolled sharp sword qi happened to stab at them, although these sword qi were only part of the aftermath of the supernatural powers of the two sides, but not everyone had the ability to do the next, several people were seriously injured by these sword qi, and suffered from the unwarranted disaster, and the frightened people had to retreat a large distance outside, so as not to be affected by the supernatural powers of the two of them.

Lu Jinglan was not surprised, nor was he discouraged, if Shangguan was speechless and couldn't even take a move of his own, it would be disappointing.

"Good Shangguan, I see if you can take a few tricks from me!"

The momentum on Lu Jinglan's body was like a rainbow, the inscription on the long knife appeared, and a majestic aura appeared, as if it would never be allowed to be violated.

With its outstanding strength, although it can't completely urge the magic weapon Xuangu Knife in his hand, it can also show some power of this knife, and it can release a wisp of Yuanying breath remaining in the blade, after all, this knife is made of the bones of Yuanying Monk, and it still retains a little breath of Yuanying Monk.

Zhuji and Yuanying, there are two great realms in the middle, and the Zhuji monks will definitely receive great oppression when they feel this breath.

Sure enough, Shangguan Wuyan became very uncomfortable after feeling this breath, as if he was not fighting Lu Jinglan, but facing a Yuanying monk, which made people unable to fight.

He knew that this was the breath of that magic weapon, and it had nothing to do with Lu Jinglan, but he couldn't get rid of this thought in a short period of time, and he was always in awe of the powerful Yuanying Monk, that kind of character was not something he could catch up with now, and he couldn't help but be scared in his heart.

Not only Shangguan Wuyan, but the other people around him were also very uncomfortable, Yuanying Monk was too powerful for them, and his breath alone could make him feel strongly uneasy, and Lu Jinglan had a Xuan Bone Knife, which was almost invincible, even if Shangguan Wuyan had a heavy sense of crisis at this time.

Everyone was uncomfortable, but Lin Yuanfan didn't care about the Yuanying Breath, he had seen a lot of the living Yuanying Monk in his previous life, which one didn't need to grovel to him? Not long ago, he also woke up a Yuanying Late-Stage Stage, and he didn't feel anything, not to mention that he also saw the demigod monk at the Secret Realm Altar at the beginning, compared to these, this incomplete Yuanying Aura now really made him feel funny.

Lu Jinglan stared at Shangguan closely, and found Shangguan's hidden uneasiness, he was very proud, there was no pause to let Shangguan have time to react, the Xuanbone Knife in his hand danced wildly in the air, and countless knife qi poured out from the narrow blade, stirring up the wind and clouds, and the violent knife qi surrounded the sky like a whirlwind, the sword shadow was heavy, breaking the wind and cracking stones, and the momentum was even stronger than before.

And the eye of this sword cyclone is where Shangguan Wuyan is, and the surroundings of Shangguan seem to be calm, but as long as Shangguan moves, it will trigger the sword qi killing machine to come, even if he doesn't move, when the whirlwind shrinks sharply, the eye of the wind will disappear, and he must take this move.

Shangguan's face was gloomy as water, and he understood that his situation was not optimistic, so he glanced at the Xuangu Knife in Lu Jinglan's hand, gritted his teeth, and bit the tip of his tongue, making himself sober up a little.

Seeing that the sword whirlwind above was about to come, the scope of the eye of the wind was getting smaller and smaller, the knife groaned gradually, Shangguan closed his eyes and concentrated, and somehow revealed a sense of depression like a cold autumn on his body, and the surrounding Wendy was affected a lot, and the copper coin sword in his hand suddenly flew over, and the sword shadow was boundless, as if it was slow and urgent, and at the same time, the gray death qi appeared on the sword body, not only that, but there was also an incomparably bleak and desolate aura on the sword body, and the two breaths were mixed together, a sword of despair and despair.

It seemed that this move had touched Shangguan Wuyan's sad memories of the past, and a tear appeared under his eyes.

When he just triggered the sword momentum, Lu Jinglan had already completed the momentum, the inscription on the Xuan Bone Knife flickered, and he shouted softly: "A thousand swords are endless!"

With a vertical slash, the sword whirlwind in the air immediately shrank and descended on the top of Shangguan Wuyan's head, and countless sword qi was about to cut Shangguan with a thousand knives.

Shangguan didn't raise his head without eyes, and after holding the copper coin sword with both hands and raising it above his head, just a moment before the sword whirlwind approached, the killing aura on his body exploded.

"Six Evils!"

Shangguan roared, his face turned red, the air shook violently, his arms burst out with extremely strong force, the sleeves on his arms were torn, turning into rags in the sky, a sword fell, and a thin gray line suddenly appeared in the sky.

Silently, the many sword qi that descended were directly cut off by Lu Jinglan's sword.

Lu Jinglan's face changed slightly, his divine power was broken, his body was a little backlash, and he couldn't help but take a step back.

Shangguan's wordless "Six Evils" sword not only broke his thousand swords endlessly, but also extended the gray thin line in front of Lu Jinglan.

At this time, Lu Jinglan's mind was not calm, and he didn't have time to use his magical powers again, so he could only barely slash out a few sword qi forward, but he couldn't stop Shangguan from slashing out with all his strength with hatred, and that line of sword qi broke through the sword qi and fell directly above Lu Jinglan's eyebrows, and the dead and evil qi came.

At this moment, a soft white light flashed, and the defensive magic weapon on Lu Jinglan's body was automatically activated, blocking Shangguan Wuyan's blow.

Lu Jinglan took a breath of cold air, if it weren't for the magic weapon on his body to defend himself, if he was hit by this sword, he would be seriously injured if he didn't die, it was too careless.

Shangguan looked at Lu Jinglan, who was not injured, shook his head with some disappointment, and said secretly: "If you want to use this trick to hit Lu Jinglan hard, you can't do it, if you don't break the defensive magic weapon on Lu Jinglan's body, you may be able to hurt him." ”

Everyone watching the battle was also surprised, first saw that Shangguan Wuyan was suppressed by Lu Jinglan's momentum, and thought that Shangguan would be at a disadvantage in the hand, who would have thought that Shangguan would break Lu Jinglan's magical power with a backhand blow, it seems that things are not as simple as they imagined.

A trace of madness flashed in Lu Jinglan's eyes, if it was fair, he would have lost the sword just now, but now it is a battle of life and death, and the magic weapon is also part of the strength, it has nothing to do with victory or defeat, only life and death.