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Sword energy, flames.

The sky hung low and the clouds descended.

The churning storm, the tail flame as gorgeous as a tassel, there was chaos between heaven and earth.

Endless sword qi drifted in all directions, and little flames sprinkled the earth.

The beasts huddled in the cave and shivered, and the birds gathered their wings and did not dare to raise their heads.

A sword fell, and the mountain peak broke at the waist.

A fire ignited, and the river dried up.

It was like an apocalyptic scene, but it was only a man-made disaster. Dozens of dazzling figures stood out of thin air, blurred between the staggered, and occasionally a little bit of brilliance fell, which was a disaster for living beings.

The Jin Yuan Sword Sect was already in disarray, and when the top masters started a battle, everything could not be stopped.

At the beginning, there were still some low-level sword cultivators who were ready to step forward, but after the escaping sword qi flames killed a batch, no one dared to step forward anymore.

All the sword cultivators retreated far away, and then looked up at the continuous roar in the sky, their eyes were unpredictable.

This is not a myth, but a fact that is happening before your own eyes.

If the human fairyland is a humanoid self-propelled missile, then the fairyland is the great Ivan.

In this level of battle, the Immortal Realm is the main force, and the human immortals are at most the best to fight.

Neither side deliberately destroyed the surroundings, but the escaped attacks were still extremely powerful.

The mountain peaks are broken, the rivers are cut off, these are not jokes.

In the complicated eyes of many sword cultivators of the Jin Yuan Sword Sect, it was like an existence that came out of a myth, and just the aftermath of the battle destroyed his 'home'.

Jin Jian Zhenjun also seemed to realize this, so he began to consciously shift the battlefield.

Zhang Qing didn't notice this little caution on the part of the other party, in fact, he was completely immersed in the joyful battle.

With the increase in strength, many times there is no chance to go all out, and even if he wants to indulge, he is afraid of destroying the earth, after all, he is not a saboteur, and it is impossible to destroy at will.

But today is different, this is a battle, so it doesn't matter about sabotage. Even better is that there are also several suitable opponents who can withstand their own power.

"Refreshing!"

Zhang Qing casually pinched and exploded a flying sword, grabbed the fragments and threw them out, a terrible sound of breaking the air sounded, and several pieces of flying sword fragments blasted out a big pit on the ground.

As for the owner of the flying sword, the sword cultivator of a fairyland had already withdrawn from the battlefield with blood in his mouth.

The hearts and minds are connected, and the sword breaks the wound.

It was already a fluke to be able to save his life, and then there was no room for interference.

It's not just him, since the battle began, half of the sword cultivators in the Human Immortal Realm have been knocked out of the battle circle.

Of course, Zhang Qing was not happy, there were several long cuts on the Taoist robe on his body, and the shoulder blades were constantly bleeding, which was left by a true monarch on the other side.

The fragrance of blood wafted on the tip of his nose, but it made Zhang Qing even more excited, and his brighter and brighter eyes flashed with fanaticism.

"All retreat!" Seeing that the losses were getting bigger and bigger, the Golden Sword True Monarch finally couldn't sit still, no matter what, the Golden Yuan Sword Sect was going to hurt its vitality after today, so he could only try to avoid a little bit of loss.

Hearing this, the Sword Cultivators of the Human Immortal Realm retreated one after another, in fact, they couldn't hold it anymore, even if the Golden Sword True Monarch didn't say it, it was estimated that it would be a moment of effort.

When his backbone had retreated, Jin Jian Zhenjun breathed a sigh of relief, but when he turned around, he still couldn't hide his anger.

"Change places, we'll come again. ”

Although there is some weakness, he doesn't care anymore, the little foundation he has laid over the years is probably over the end if it goes on like this.

Fortunately, Zhang Qing's goal is not to completely destroy the Jin Yuan Sword Sect, that is not realistic at all, as long as the three true monarchs of the Jin Yuan Sword Sect cannot be completely killed, the Jin Yuan Sword Sect cannot be destroyed.

Otherwise, as long as you think about it, there is such a thing to tell you to hide in the shadows, unless Zhang Qing stays in the Hundred Peerless Academy and does nothing, it will be the result of losing both.

Therefore, in the face of Jin Jian Zhenjun's proposal, Zhang Qing did not object.

The two sides agreed, and the battlefield was shifted.

The new battlefield was chosen in a barren land, except for the demon beasts roaming everywhere, there were few people here, and even if the four of them went all out, not many people would be affected.

After the previous battle, Jin Jian Zhenjun was a little jealous in his heart, the strength of this madman in front of him was indeed strong.

So he didn't do it immediately, but held back his anger and said, "What do you want to do?"

If he had a choice, he definitely didn't want to fight, as for the previous losses, although they were heavy, they were undamaged after all, and they were nothing to these true monarchs.

However, Zhang Qing is still unwilling to stop here, and it is not easy to get over it, how can he just let it go?

So under the gaze of the three true monarchs, he said feverishly: "If you want to know my purpose, I'll talk about it after I have beaten it." ”

As soon as the words fell, he took the initiative to attack, and no longer gave the other party a chance to speak.

"Shaft!"

Jin Jian Zhenjun was simply angry, what kind of attitude is this, it's just looking for trouble. But looking at the oncoming fists, he had no choice but to swallow the countless insults back into his stomach.

"In that case, let's beat you until you say it. ”

As soon as he was ruthless, Jin Jian Zhenjun threw away all his thoughts, and the three of them joined forces to fight.

"Sancai!"

Years of tacit understanding have become instinct, and without others in the way, the three sword cultivators are more comfortable, just a simple position, and there is a faint murderous collapse.

If you can't hide, then don't hide anymore. Seeing that he couldn't dodge it, Zhang Qing felt a brute aura surging up in his heart, and rushed forward with the tip of the sword.

The sharp tip of the sword cut through all obstacles, but still did not lose its power, and then slashed at Zhang Qing's waist.

"Roar! Get out of here!"

As soon as he was in pain, the strength in Zhang Qing's hand increased a little more, and countless flame rules swirled between his fists, and then he swung fiercely towards the face of a sword cultivator.

"Boom!"

There was even a brief depression between heaven and earth, and the concentrated burst of power caused a collapse, and the spiritual power, air, and everything else were pulled away by the suction.

The punch was so powerful that it was natural that the person who was hit would not feel good.

In just a moment's effort, the weak layer of mana barrier on the sword cultivator's body was shattered, and the whole person was directly knocked out by the huge force.

Zhang Qing bared his teeth and smiled, but the pain in his waist made his smile a little deformed.

"Haha! If you punch down, you have to break any formation. ”

Jin Jian Zhenjun was also a little speechless, and the absolute power was really a headache sometimes.

However, how could he show weakness at this time, so he returned with a glare: "I can defeat you without a sword formation." ”

(To be continued.) )