Yun Hao was in the middle of a storm of blades, and it was hard to notice the swirling rays of light around him. Even though he pulled the shield open for the first time, he knew it wouldn't last long. Listening to the sound of the ping-pong shield around him, Yun Hao's body suddenly sank to the bottom of the blade storm.

At this time, Bo Fufeng's voice also sounded from outside, "Yun Hao, if you can break this move, you are worthy of my full strength!"

With a cold snort, Yun Hao stepped into the ring with both feet at the same time. The barren soul in the body recorded its power, and then burst out, centering on itself, and slamming in all directions.

At the same time, in Yun Hao's abdomen, the golden pill of the Life Core Monument suddenly lit up, and endless power surged back into his abdomen.

There is no doubt that the first practice of ancient times is supreme.

In front of the wave burial, the sword moves refined by the yin and yang of heaven and earth were condensed. It was actually recorded by the barren god of clouds and began to disintegrate from within.

A sudden shock, burying the wave in front of him, said in horror: "This is impossible." What I am practicing now is the martial arts passed down by Tao Zun, which is enough to be proud of the true realm and practice to the realm of Shuanggang Qi. How can I be suppressed by your righteousness!"

"Nothing is impossible. You think it's impossible. It's already happening!"

The anger struck again, and twelve top-grade Fu Xuan flew out of Yun Hao's hand, all of which were thunderstorm Xuan talismans, suspended above his head, dancing in a circle, it was terrifying.

The thunderstorm talisman was sent out, and the power of thunder and lightning gathered in the heavens and the earth. Above Yun Hao's head, the sky of the Thunder Hell appeared, and inside was a muffled thunder. Wild and ancient beasts seem to be dormant, and they want to choose humans to devour.

"In the end, Xiao Zongzun used the power of the operator!"

"In the late stage when Zun began to rise from blood, the strongest means of attack has always been Fu."

"In the past, Xiao Zongzun was the Ancestor of the Magical Mountain under Zongzun. He had to teach him great swordsmanship. In everyday combat, saber technique is the main method. We almost forget that in the beginning, his fights relied entirely on advanced symbols to overpower his opponents. ”

"Yes, at the beginning, under the rule of Jidao and Shan, it was Xiaozong who respected the rules of war and used four inferior skills to reverse the defeat and save our lives. ”

Feeling the destructive power contained in the 12 symbols on Yun Hao's head, the front buried by the waves weighed slightly in his mind, forgot about the dust, and turned back. The sword was retracted, but not sent out. It is on full alert.

Yun Hao stood in vain, the sky tilted, and the cold light burst out on the blade, while his right hand pointed a little. The god of Zuqiao should make up his mind and pull out the two thunderstorm talismans above his head.

Crouching, body movement, both are extremely fast.

The waves flooded ahead, forgetting that Dust Sword Ping was blocking his front. The sword intent, sword moves, and sword intent all moved at the same time. After the three armies converged, Daoguang appeared around him, showing the power of the Dao Inheritance.

Suddenly two explosions exploded, and the two thunderstorm talismans were urged, and the impact was dispersed without lightning power, turning into a hideous thunder beast, impacting in front of the wave burial.

The waves flooded the front, forgetting the dust. The sword was as cold as water. It doesn't see any ripples, but it's powerful. Where it was cut, the destructive power of the lightning was shattered. Suddenly, Bo Buryingfeng's eyes jumped, forgetting that the Dust Sword Hengge was right in front of him, facing danger and blocking Yun Hao's direct cut.

Daoist Yun Hao's body pierced the sky with lightning-like destructive power. Despite the lightning striking his body, he committed suicide in a fit of rage. For example, the god of war was so angry that he cut himself off with a knife on the blade of a sword that had forgotten about the dust.

With a sonorous sound, the sword and sword light gushed out in all directions.

"Give me town!"

With a loud roar, Yun Hao and a cultivator all urged, all rushed into the front, and the inner sky pushed down, and the waves buried Feng's whole body, challenging from a high altitude.

Lang Tao buried Feng's anger in his heart, he was full of Do-won's power, but he couldn't resist Yun Hao and was forced to go to the ring.

After the power was restored, Yun Hao pushed the waves down with a punch, burying Feng under the ring, stirring up smoke and dust in the sky.

His body was restrained, and Feng's eyes suddenly froze. As a believer in the Dao, he cannot fail, does not want to fail, and does not want to be defeated.

Holding the body of the Forgotten Dust Sword with both hands, he used the power of the sword yuan to bury the edge. Regardless of the damage to the blade, a wave of anger erupted.

Hong Dawei appeared in the waves around Feng and shook off Yun Hao's suspended air.

After that, Feng's body, which was buried by the waves, was lifted up angrily and slowly pulled out of the ground. Due to the power of Tao Yuanming in his body, blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, fell to the ground, turned into a blood mist, and steamed out.

"Forget the dust sword, Lingbao Shanhe Town Gankun!"

The strongest sword, beyond the past, buried in the waves, covered on the 0x51E, and became a yuan. It praises the power of the sword. It was a unique move.

Jianghu was shocked and said, "I've done my best." The Daomen has three swords. Bury the Blade!" Senior brother wants to use my life

Heavenly Dao Zhu Yi frowned and said, "Senior Brother was forced to come to this place. This disciple of Southern Xuanzong is amazing!"

Jianghu said disdainfully: "The last sword among the three swords of the Dao Gate is the sword of the Heavenly Dao, and the senior brother reluctantly persuaded me." This time he did his best to win. Nan Xuanzong and Yun Hao can't reverse the war!"

"Let's see first, the results will be divided!"

While the two discussed Tao and Mai, the descendants of the other factions were also shocked by the power of the Lang Burial Sword

Miao Ming's eyes sank slightly. Looking at this last move, he said in surprise: "With his unique ability in the Taoist world, the Three Swords, he actually passed it on to Lang Fu." Although the popularity is far from enough, it is not as good as his peers. This time Xiaobei Ba will be defeated!"

Yun Hao stood on the stage, facing the wave of burying Feng, and this move naturally brought the most obvious pressure.