The figure of Qingfeng Sword Emperor Lin Yangtian holding a long sword suddenly disappeared, but the next moment it appeared in front of Xuanyuan Weizong. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Xuanyuan Weizong secretly said in his heart: "Damn, I'm so low-profile, okay, isn't it just ten moves, I want to see how strong your Qingfeng Sword Emperor is." 〞

Having said that, after all, he is facing a master of the Spirit Emperor Realm, and Xuanyuan Weizong cannot be trusted, but in any case, he is also a generation of wise generals of the Xuanyuan Empire, and he will not use his own artistic conception to force the other party's artistic conception, combine his own spiritual power with the artistic conception of killing, tightly contract his right fist, and then punch like Lin Yangtian in front of him.

"Killing Intent Emperor Fist!"

Rumble!

With a punch, Lin Yangtian's figure was annihilated, along with the woods behind him, and the killing artistic conception would make this place barren for a long time, and the vitality would be destroyed.

Xuanyuan Weizong didn't expect to destroy Lin Yangtian with one punch, and he was stunned for a moment, only to realize that something was wrong, and said, "That's an afterimage..." 〞

Hurriedly raised his head to take a look, and saw that Yang Tian was like a god in green clothes descending from the sky, holding a treasure sword that could break through the sky and slashing it towards Xuan Yi Zong who was standing on the ground, and in Xuan Yang Zong's eyes, the eternal spirit sword was getting bigger and bigger, as if what was in Yang Tian's hand was not a long sword, but a meteorite that was enough to destroy the heavens and the earth.

"The wind is easy to trace!"

Xuan Yi Zong suddenly felt sorry for his servant, the dignified realm powerhouse can easily challenge, let alone the strong man on the yellow realm hunting list, the eternal sword that was originally getting bigger and bigger in his eyes like a meteor falling on a meteor, seemed to make his eyes feel wrong, and it became smaller and smaller, so small that it was more like a thin needle, and he had no doubt that this long sword could easily penetrate any part of its body.

This is the strength of the Qingfeng Sword Emperor Yang Tian, and the sword is out, shaking the heavens and the earth.

Boom!

In a hurry, Xuan Yi Zong took out his blood-colored long spear from the empty ring, and then supported it straight up like a dragon, as if it was a miracle, the tip of the spear was against the tip of the sword, but the long sword was immediately transmitted by a huge force, and Xuan Yi Zong almost couldn't even hold the gun, and was directly flown hundreds of meters away, and finally finally stopped his body with the long gun.

Xuan Yi Zong looked at his hands that were numb, and then he was shocked, and said secretly: "I was really stupid, I really thought I was holding it at that moment, I thought it should be the other party who deliberately let the tip of the sword against the tip of my gun, such a terrifying combat skill, without the slightest deviation." 〞

Seeing that Xuan Yi Zong was flying, Yang Tian did not pursue, but said lightly: "The first move, are you ready... The second trick is coming. 〞

As soon as he finished speaking, he shrank into an inch and came to the front of Xuan Yang Tian's sword again, and the speed of Xuan Yangtian's sword was not very fast, Xuan Yi Zong knew that this was just a mistake brought by his eyes, and only with his perception could he know how fast each sword of Xuan Yang Tian was, and each sword was like a wind and clouds, impermanent, making it very difficult for people to deal with it.

This is the effect of the sword intent of the wind clouds, and when the speed of his reaction can't keep up with the other party's artistic conception, there is no chance to return the hand in the face of slaughter, just like he did the same to Shang Yi this morning, if he wants to kill in pain, one move can take his life.

"It's really a modern newspaper.... Xuan Yu Zong couldn't help but smile bitterly.

The sword master is really terrifying, every time he makes a sword out of his hand, it makes people feel a chill down his spine, in fact, in his hidden consciousness, it would be good if he could shoot down the sword in Yang Tian's hand, but this idea is actually very dangerous, because he is afraid, the more he is afraid of his body, the less he will keep up with the reaction, fear is like a demon in his heart, once it is born in his heart, it is difficult to exert his strength.

Faced with Xuan Yi Xuanzong's situation, Xuan Yangtian's eyebrows twitched slightly, and suddenly Feng Yun's sword was completely opened to suppress Xuan Yi Xuanzong's figure, and then slashed out a sword.

Whew!

The whole person was beheaded, blood was spitting from his mouth, he knelt on the ground on one knee, grabbed his body with a gun, and looked at Yang Tian with some hair, with doubts and puzzles in his eyes.

Yang Tian floated in the air with a sword, looked at Xuan Yi Sect from a high position, and said indifferently: "In the rumors, the bloody king who made the enemies of the neighboring country hear about it... It's so disappointing, don't say I'm bullying you as an emperor, I'm absolutely sure, even if it's still a king, I can kill you. 〞

Hearing these words, Xuan Yizong was angry for a while, only to feel that if you were not a powerhouse in the Imperial Realm today, I would be afraid of you, but then he was frightened by such thoughts, just like pouring a basin of cold water on his head.

Xuan Yi Zong stood up, slowly flew to the same height as Yang Tian, and then when he raised his head, there was no fear on his face, and said, "I have been too comfortable these years, I actually forgot that martial artists are originally fighting with people and fighting with the heavens, if I don't have a fighting heart, it will be like being abandoned, no wonder my cultivation has not improved for many years, it turns out that I have long been trapped in the demons in my heart, thank you Qingfeng Sword Emperor." 〞

A simple word of thanks, the two of them looked at each other and smiled, how smart Xuan Yu Zong was, otherwise he would not have killed millions of enemy countries in a battle that year, and Hua Yangtian's words woke him up.

Xuan Yi Zong's eyes were now full of war intent, and he pointed at Yang Tian with a gun in one hand, and said, "Qingfeng Sword Emperor... Instructed. 〞

The agreement of the ten moves was decided, and the battle spirit and fighting spirit were rekindled, and the battle was already over in a pillar of incense.

Qingfeng Sword Emperor Yang Tian stood with his hands in his hands, his face was no longer as solemn as it was at the beginning, looking at Xuan Yi Zong with a smile, and the green clothes on his body were not even a little folded, as if he had just done nothing, let alone fighting, but... Xuan Yi Zong lay pitifully on the ground, the white dragon on his body was not intact, his face was even more bruised, the corners of his mouth were bloody, and he was gasping for breath on the ground, without the slightest appearance of the twelve kings of the current empire.

Seeing Xuan Yi Zong like this, Xue Yangtian secretly smiled, and a sense of depression in his heart seemed to be gone, it was too cool to describe it in three words, but for the sake of taking care of Xuan Yi Zong's face, he couldn't help but laugh out loud, and said: "Twelve Kings, do you understand?"

Xuan Yi Zong stood up slowly, although he was beaten up, but his face was full of smiles, and said, "Thank you for your guidance and guidance under the Qingfeng Sword Emperor." 〞

Yang Tian nodded, although he only made a move against Xuan Yizong because he was beaten by him, but in fact, Li Wushuang also broke through to the Lingzong realm under his endless pressure, so he had to give the other party a little guidance, otherwise Yang Tian would not be able to pass the level in his heart.

"This kid will probably leave Sanshui City in a few days, and the Twelve Kings don't need to be polite, just as a thank you for giving you the Soulless Dao Fruit. After saying that, Yang Tian's figure slowed down, and he turned his head and glanced deeply at Sanshui City, with a kind expression on his face.

"Your Excellency the Qingfeng Sword Emperor isn't going to see Wushuang?" Seeing that Yang Tian was flying, it seemed that he didn't plan to go to Sanshui City to see Wu Shuang.

After looking at the direction of Sanshui City for a long time, he turned his head and said with a smile: "No, in fact, the reason why this trip came was because I received a spiritual message from the Lord of Bronze City before, saying that Wushuang This child was assassinated by the Demon Domain, although the danger turned into a disaster, but my heart was still anxious and ran day and night, and now I am relieved to see that he is fine." 〞

Xuan Yu Zong was silent, and secretly said in his heart: "What a loving father. 〞

"Let's leave it at that, and wish you an early succession to the Bloody Emperor. When the Yang Celestial Language fell, it flew back in the direction of Zixuan City like a meteor.

Xuan Yi Xuanzong looked at the back of the Yang Heaven gradually moving away, and his heart was still full of gratitude, if there was no guidance of the Ten Tricks of the Yang Heaven tonight, maybe he still couldn't see through the demons in his heart now, and he would never stop at the peak of the Spirit King Realm, unlike now, not only to break through the demons, but also to relax the flail of the Spirit King Realm Peak, and now it is as if he has stepped into the Spirit Emperor Realm with one foot, and Xuan Yi Yao Zong is sure that he will definitely break through to the Spirit Emperor Realm in one year at the earliest, and three years at the latest.

"Ahh But the beating still hurts. 〞

(For the sake of this great father, I want to collect and reward, to be continued.)

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