In the Xuanmen Tianque ring, as soon as the wind blew, the last three swords of the Daomen had not yet fallen, and Yun Hao had been forced to retreat.

The waves flooded Feng, his eyes looked straight at Yun Hao, his hand forgot about the dust, and the sword light split into thousands. Around him, he turned into a huge spiritual treasure, the mountains and rivers he was so powerful that he wanted to set up a tripod to dry up and clear all the obstacles.

Under the ring, all the people of Nanxuanzong were shocked. In the face of this move by the successor of the Daomen, everyone applauded Yun Hao

The bandit policeman swallowed his saliva with difficulty and asked, "Do you think Xiao Beiba can resist this move?" Jia Jun was full of confidence in Yun Hao, and it could be seen that Gates's descendants were so powerful. They are also muttering in their hearts, "Look, I believe in my big brother!"

At some point, Wan Fei returned to the two of them again and said with certainty: "The blogger will definitely win." He is invincible!"

Jia Jun and the bandit police gave Wan Fei a blank look without love, and then returned to the ring.

On this eye-catching throne, the six true Southern Xuanzong, Old Ancestors, and people each wore a gloomy face, and they couldn't see the changes in mood clearly. Even real people on land and sea are silent.

As far as they knew, it was natural to know that this move was not simple.

If Yun Hao didn't get the cards in his hand, after this move, he was afraid that he would lose.

When Tianfeng knocked on the ground in front of him, Yun Hao's head was devoid of air, and it turned into ten ribbons, all of which sank within the ten thunderstorm talismans

With a bang, the ten Xuanjie top-grade god operators, as well as the most deadly thunderstorm talisman, bombarded the front of the wave burial body, and the sword light showed the spiritual picture of Baoshan River.

After ten loud bangs, Yun Hao's eyes suddenly shrank, and he looked again. The waves flooded the front, and his body Zhou Jianwei did not suffer any damage.

Even the ten thunderstorm talismans that Ning Dan avoided in his later years did not cause any trouble to the other party. Yun Hao's heart sank, and his body moved.

With a single step on his feet, Yun Hao's body soared above the Nine Heavens. At the same time, Tian Feng's body, along with Yun Hao, rose into the air together. The knife is as cold as ice, and the sharpness is in the body.

Yun Hao stretched out his finger and pointed out, and a bullet hit Tianfeng's body, flashing red and white, and quickly flew out, turning into the entities of the Nine Heavens Thunder Beast and the Shura Blood Beast.

With the roar of the heavens, the two precious animals appeared in their own bodies. They look majestic, running and roaring in the sky. They gathered the different forces of heaven and earth, steaming with wind and thunder, blood and flames, and cheering with the sword of Yunhao.

Seeing that Yun Hao also used a trick, Bo's eyes were cold before burying himself, and Tao Yuanming in his body pushed again, pushing the sword light to the extreme, accelerating the Baoshan River picture of the convergence spirit.

At this time, everyone looked shocked, but they saw Yun Hao, his arms were like wings, and on top of a pair of sword wings behind his back, countless white sword lights appeared, turning into white feathers, hovering around Yun Hao

Shaking the blade behind him, Yun Hao clenched his fists and slammed into Tianfeng's hilt. His body was as strong as substance, pouring into Tianfeng's body.

The grand operation was revealed. The feeling of being connected was felt. The little thunder and arrow in the sky roared angrily. The power of wind, thunder, and blood flame is even stronger. Before Yun Hao's operation, it turned into a thunderbolt from the sky, bombarding the entire Tianjue Ring.

"Heaven will be cut off from the world!"

Tianfeng's beheading, like the sword of the god of war, condensed Yun Hao's fighting spirit. From high altitude, it falls with the power to destroy the world. The power of this giant knife is so powerful that everyone who stands in its way is frustrated, and everyone who sees it is terrified.

"Ho!"

The two rare animals roared angrily, carrying different powers in the sky, turning into streamers, piercing into the body of the blade, brandishing knives.

At the same time, the waves flooded the front, forgetting about dust and swords. The sword becomes chaotic and endless, and the mind is constantly moving. Jian Feng's stunt suddenly rose to the sky. "Get up!"

The picture of Lingbao mountains and rivers spins and dances like a heavenly palace, shattering everything with all the great power and falling into the sky.

A huge explosion sliced the power of the sky, and the picture of Lingbao mountains and rivers when the air slammed together.

Mang Jisheng, this heavenly sword, has turned into an unparalleled power. Like a dragon in nine days, it roared and fell in rage.

The picture of Lingbao landscape is like Tao Zun's feeling and Gan Kun's depression. Its scale is unparalleled.

The power of the two worlds collided in mid-air, the atmosphere of Hiroshi exploded, and everyone retreated one after another.

"This step, fate!"

Seeing these two actions, a confrontation broke out in mid-air. As soon as the waves buried the front and forgot the dust, the sword turned into a white streamer and flew out in the gushing, blessing the scenery of Lingbao

Thanks to the help of dust and the sword, the picture of Lingbao Mountains and Rivers began to slowly pull apart, forcing Yun Haotian's power to cut back.

"Yun Hao is about to fail!"

Taken together, everything below is shocking.

"Nan Xuanzong, how could you fail!"

With the words of pride, Yun Hao's hands spread out in full swing, and the five symbols in his body silently burst out, blessing the front line of heaven.

A huge earthquake, like God pouring out his wrath, the magic statue destroyed all dust, the power of the sky slash, the anger shattered the picture of the Lingbao mountains and rivers, turned into a huge pressure, all bombarded on the front buried by the waves.