Yue Teng's drink, the excited field, the tumbling swing.

Not far from the top of Bada Ye Mountain, Guan Ao suddenly stood up and shouted, "Okay!"

With this shout, he flew.

Just below him, there was a cliff. Guan Ao fell straight down from the top of the cliff. In mid-air, divine power condensed.

"Drink!"

With a low roar, he stepped heavily onto a stone platform with runes.

Boom.

His divine power and the impact of his leap from the cliff suddenly illuminated all the runes on this stone platform. Then, on this stone platform, there was an unstoppable force of violence that spread rapidly in all directions along the inferior veins. Finally, it blessed eight barren mountains and ten stone sculptures buried deep underground.

"Poof......

The stone sculpture leaps up, breaks through the ground, and flies high into the air.

Each stone sculpture was more than ten feet tall and carved into the shape of various ferocious beasts, with intense blood on them.

But when they all flew high into the air, they opened their mouths at the same time, as if there was an animal roar.

"Shouting ......"

The endless terrifying suction that came out of their mouths surged in all directions, tearing the sky apart.

A monk who is very close to the eight barren mountains cannot save himself without checking. They were directly attracted to the eight barren mountains by the terrifying suction. Then they screamed and fell into the great array of eight barren mountains. Before they could react, they were suppressed...

"That's... Blood Demon Beast Venerable!"

Just behind Hachito Mountain, the beggar with a blue bamboo pole happily held up a mirror, and he took a picture of the battle between Yueteng and his brother into the mirror. He shook his head, very happy, especially when he saw Yue Teng's words: "Since I am the devil, I will become the devil and let you see it!" When he said this, he was full of indignation and even satisfied.

But it was also at this time that he saw the stone flying, but he was so frightened by crying that he turned and ran away.

He was extremely fast, sweeping dozens of feet, and behind him, there was already a terrifying suction.

This made him secretly cry, "What is the purpose of this space-based?"

The Blood Demon Beast Venerable, that is a high-grade material, will be used in the arrangement, and it is extremely terrifying.

And the foundation of this Temple of Heaven building suddenly sacrificed ten, which is a big array for the whole town!

The people who practice around them are not without brains. Before coming, they had already inquired about each other. They knew the names of Yueteng's formation, chess, and kendo. Therefore, after coming here, they would never risk attacking the eight barren mountains, so as not to be trapped by the formation he had arranged. Therefore, even if the battle is fierce, they will not come close to the eight barren mountains.

In theory, this is safe enough.

Your array is more powerful. What can you do as long as I'm away from you?

But what they didn't expect was that outside of this big array, there were blood, evil spirits, beasts, and so on!

Now the ten beast venerables have been sacrificed by them, and then a violent gravity has formed, sucking everything away...

"Bad ......"

"Run, Run......"

The screams that had been continuous throughout the day rang out, and all the spiritual cultivators hurried to the periphery.

But the power of the Bloody Beast Venerable was so easy to dissolve, from the monks near the eight barren mountains, there was no resistance, and he was directly sucked by the Beast Venerable, and from a distance, it looked like a "human meat dumpling"...

Tie into a pile and fall into a large array under the eight barren mountains!

However, this distance is exactly what Yue Teng said before. It is less than a hundred feet from eight barren mountains.

At this time, he saw a gray cloud, a dark sky, a huge knife scraping the ground, rubble flying everywhere, tree after tree, fragments of monks screaming again and again, accompanied by smoke and dust, involuntarily walking towards the eight barren mountains, I don't know how many were torn to pieces by the violent power of the beast statue, and I don't know how many people were seriously injured, let alone how many people were suppressed!

......

......

It wasn't until a cup of tea was drunk that the wind stopped to rest. The sky is clear and the moon is bright. Ten blood monsters slowly sank to the ground.

Look around again, a lot has changed.

Hundreds of feet away, countless cultivators fled into the distance like dark clouds.

But among the eight barren mountains, there were only a few people left, and they were scared and covered their faces with their hands.

Yue Teng went over to take a closer look at these people, but saw that the Tibetan sect Su Wenxiang was hiding behind a mountain peak, frightened, Cui Haiyun of the Cui family in Zhongzhou, only him and the old slave beside him, half of his body was underground, but he escaped through the earth, and another bewitching woman in a black skirt was hiding far away on the periphery, looking at Yue Teng strangely...

In addition, there are more than a dozen people, young and old, whose faces are also cloudy.

These people, they are already the best of all yogis. Before they were hidden in the crowd, wait for Yueteng to reveal his flaws and strike again. It was impossible to find them right away, but now it was clear.

Yue Teng's eyes turned, and he saw a middle-aged man in a gray robe among these people.

The man held the sword in his backhand. The sword was hidden in his sleeve.

Yue Teng recognized his true qi activity, just hid in the crowd, and raised a sword, and it was that person who almost injured himself, and at this time, he was obviously thinking about doing the same thing, hiding behind Su Wenxiang, probably wanting to use Yue Teng to shoot at Su Wenxiang, but this time he saw Yue Teng's eyes looking at him, so he slowly stood up.

"Who are you?"

Yue Teng looked at him, there was indeed no expression on his face, he just asked calmly.

"When the sky falls on the city, Liu Ziyue!"

The middle-aged man in the gray robe spoke easily. Before that, he was barely aware of it. But when he quoted his name, an indescribably sharp meaning rose up in him, like a sharp sword, piercing the clouds for nine days.

"Is that him... The first sword in the city?"

Not far away, there are eight barren mountains and many monks hundreds of zhang away. When I heard the name, my heart was suddenly shocked.

But soon, someone shouted in surprise: "Isn't he Golden State?"

"It should be some secret methods to suppress cultivation, and then enter the secret realm......"

"Similar secret methods are very common, but once they are sealed, I am afraid that the cultivation will be permanently damaged, if it is adjusted and returned to the state at that time, it will at least fall to the third order, and if it is even worse, it will always stay in the prerequisite conditions......"

“......“

“......“

There was a lot of talk around him, and his face was startled.

I never thought that the Jin family would destroy the foundation of heaven, even under such a large capital...

Kendo master Liu Ziyue is not a nobody, but a master sitting on the side. In addition to his reputation in the outside world, he is also as famous as the ten ancestors of the Jin family. But now, he's actually trying to repair the damage and get into the secret realm.

Yue Teng didn't pay attention to the people around him at all, but when he heard the title of "The First Sword in the Sky", he suddenly remembered someone. He looked at Liu Ziyue and said softly, "I once met a person named Gu Daoxing. Once, he asked Lu Xiaofeng for a sword, but he was misled and almost went astray, didn't he?"

"Gu Daoxiong?"

The more Liu Zi heard the name, the more contemptuous he felt. With a new face, he said, "There are many people who ask me for a sword. Kowtow queues can be up to ten miles long. Everyone said they were sincere in learning swords and asked me for advice. Haha, if someone comes and asks for a sword, I'll pass it on. Aren't you going to give all the essence of my three unique swords to outsiders?"

Yue Teng looked at him and said coldly, "If you don't want to pass it on, then you can refuse." Why pass it on?"

The more Liu Zi laughed, he said, "Because I'm happy, aren't I?"

Yue Teng stopped asking questions and breathed a deep sigh of relief. "I can't kill anyone but you!"

"With you?"

The more Liu Zi listened, his face became distorted, and he shouted coldly: "The child is not rampant, and the way of the sword is no better than the supernatural powers." It takes hard work. I've been learning kendo for 30 years. I've learned swordsmanship, swordsmanship, swordsmanship, swordsmanship. For ten years, I have been working on drawing my sword. Finally, I observed the changes of heaven and earth on the banks of the Yishui River and got a glimpse of the true meaning of kendo. What qualifications do you have to run ahead of me?"

"Kendo!"

Yue Teng said calmly, unexpectedly, the law seal was scattered, and the three Lei Ling gathered together, and then their big sleeves fluttered, looking around, but seeing that it was not far from the ground, he threw a sword diagonally, presumably only left by those who were sucked into the big array.

He had five fingers, and the sword flew into his hand. Then he walked forward with his sword in his backhand.

"Death!"

The more Liu Zi saw him like this, the more his eyes were distorted, and he sneered seriously.

Whether Yue Teng was showing his magic powers or controlling magic weapons, he would not underestimate Yue Teng, but when he saw that Yue Teng had received a magic weapon, gathered his magic powers, and picked up a sword in his hand and walked towards him, the ridiculous meaning in his heart would linger...

"I've heard a long time ago that you pointed out Gu Li's name in the Jin family and publicly condemned my kendo. At that time, I wanted to kill you!"

A cold light suddenly flashed in Liu Ziyue's eyes, and he drank seriously: "Today is a good time for me to prove myself!"

"Whoa......

When he said this, he was suddenly shocked.

For a moment, between heaven and earth, the colors of the wind and the clouds changed. In the air behind him, there seemed to be an endless river that flowed through the void, forever and without stopping. An unstoppable artistic conception emerges from the void. Then it blessed Liu Ziyue. He raised his head and looked at Yue Teng coldly. Suddenly, he laughed, and then the blade of the sword shook slightly...

"Whoa......

An indescribably sharp blade suddenly appeared and cut in front of Yue Teng.

But at this moment, Yue Teng had already slowly walked forward, and suddenly his figure flashed and disappeared in place.

Rao is Liu Ziyue's tolerance, and he couldn't help but be taken aback: "What kind of sword is this?"

"It's called a widow climbing a wall!"

Yue Teng's voice appeared behind him, and at the same time, the bombshell sword also intentionally appeared behind him, surging.