"Hey, the man hasn't come yet, how should the winner be calculated? Do you have to wait until he dies?"

Looking around and seeing no one else, the scorching sun of the end has no time to wait, that is, he wants to let the six baht clothes decide the winner on the spot. And there is no trace of the tireless harvest, even if the six baht clothes have doubts in their hearts, they dare not miss the fair position.

However, due to the accidental death of Mo Hangdeng, the abdication of a sword in Kyushu to make way for Xian, and the loss of combat power on the right path side of the six baht clothes in his heart, he has made a decision after thinking about it: "Within three moments, if the tired harvest day still does not appear, it should be abstained." ”

"Okay, I'll wait for you another three quarters. ”

Everyone on the field is the choice of the moment, and they are not impatient with this. However, with the passage of time and seconds, there is no trace of the Taoist. The scorching sun of the end who was intent on disturbing the situation sneered, but at the moment he opened his mouth, he was stunned by the clear poetry rhyme, and it resounded through the clouds.

"Jiang Tian is a color without fiber dust, and the fish and dragon dive to look at the Taoist body. Heaven and man have two kinds of righteousness, and the way is not vain, but only in people. ”

Shine brightly, shining brightly across the globe. The famous sword is shining, reflecting the pinnacle. The dazzling rising sun appeared out of thin air, and the North Fangxiu floated down, showing the demeanor of the superior.

"Jiuyang Heavenly Jue?!"

was stunned, not because the person who came arrived in time, but because the other party practiced martial arts. The conceit broke through the number of nine, and the extreme doomsday sun was surprised at the beginning, and he regained his earlier composure and madness.

"I'm sorry, I'm late for something to do in Daozhen. ”

The demeanor was calm and unhurried, tired of collecting Tian'an as a car, indifferently swept away the scorching sun of the end, and apologized to the six baht clothes first. Consciously suffering contempt, the doomsday sun felt resentful, and immediately said mockingly: "Daomen Xianjue is so magnificent, but I don't know if your Jiuyang is stronger, or my doomsday is stronger?!"

"For the sake of your life, I hereby advise Your Excellency to be cautious in your words and deeds, and not to do anything to aid and abuse. ”

Tired of Shutian turned around when he heard this, and after looking up and down, he already had a shallow understanding of the scorching sun of the apocalypse, and opened his mouth to give solemn advice.

Although "Jiuyang Tianjue" was inducted and created by Bei Fangxiu, there was also an outflow of Daozhen because of Ge Xianchuan. Therefore, even when you see the scorching sun of the end and practice the "Nine Yang Heavenly Formula", you will also treat it as usual if you are tired of harvesting the sky.

However, how could the arrogant and slippery doomsday sun be despised by others, and he did not hesitate to choke: "Then speak with a sword!"

With a cold word, the scorching sun of doom walked into the door of the holy sword first. Tired of harvesting heaven, he didn't enter immediately, but walked up to Wen Renran and said, "When the sword duel is over, there is something that you still need to ask your Excellency to go to Daozhen to talk about." ”

"Ge Xianchuan?"

"Yes. ”

"It's fine. If you can obtain the Heavenly Sword, you should no longer be disturbed by mundane affairs. The **** inside Daozhen should be calmed down as soon as possible. ”

After a few hurried words, Wen Renran roughly understood that he was late today, all because of the undecided civil strife in the north and south of Daozhen. However, Nanzong suffered too much loss and lost too many lives, so it is purely reasonable that there will be such a fierce rebound.

Seeing that Wen Renran decisively agreed, his brows slightly tightened slightly, and he gestured towards the six-baht robe, and then stepped into the door of the holy sword.

Illusory space, forming a real scene. Dusk and dark night, ice and snow, the wind is raging, and the distance of ten zhang is opposite to the two figures of good and evil.

"Hmph, I want to stump me like this!"

Wind and snow add to the body, and increase the loss of Yuan Gong. Sensing that the environment is unfavorable, the scorching sun of the end laughs wildly, and the love of the city behind it suddenly comes out of the sheath, and the fire lava gushes from the ground, and the body is like the evil sun of the doomsday, and the terrifying high temperature scorches for ten miles, and the snow will evaporate.

"It's the same Jiuyang Heavenly Technique, how far have you come?"

sneered coldly, the scorching sun of the end of the day started the first sound of war, the divine soldiers in their hands were castrated like electricity, the zigzag sword light was tricky and vicious, and the tricks were tireless and the sky was full of vital points.

The famous sword has not come out, and the wind goes first. The scorching hot wind was blowing in his face, and he was tired of collecting the calm of the sky and not moving, blocking the sword shadow of the attack from all directions with one hand, and dismantling the counterattack was indifferent.

"Five Yang Liaoyuan!"

It is difficult to correct the sword heart, and it is difficult to understand the true meaning. It is difficult to gain the upper hand in the grappling, and the scorching sun of the end leaps forward, taking the lead in using Jiuyang's moves. Five dark red blood yangs, converging into a sharp sword, instantly pierced through the space, stabbed at the chest of the tired harvest, and vowed to pierce in one go.

"Jiuyang Heavenly Technique is not a difficult sword spectrum to learn. But you have gone astray, and there is no way to turn it back. ”

Wuyang is the beginning, although it can be achieved quickly, but it loses the foundation of martial arts. The heavenly sheath and the morning sun are flattened, the Beidou guides the light and fast turn, and the tired harvest is tired of pulling out the sword with one hand, instantly leading the glow to the sky, and the first sacrifice of the three yangs returns the salute, and the five yangs are broken!

"Try this trick again, the sun is shining. ”

The opponent understated the move, the doomsday sun saw the situation and changed color, and immediately urged the sword to slash and spread the semicircle, and the Jiuyang variant responded to the start, no longer sticking to the numbers, and the evil spirit was like a wave in an instant, enveloping Beifangxiu's foothold!

"Five suns are burning the plain. ”

Same moves, different variations. Tired of collecting the sky, the famous sword appeared around the body to lead the five yangs, and the sword light of the alluring city was eliminated like a shield.

In the next moment, I saw that the five yangs were differentiated, and the sword broke the trick of the tired harvest sky, causing the scorching sun of the end to not have time to deal with the staining of the left shoulder!

"Hehehehehe, hahahaha. This sweet smell of blood is truly blood-boiling!"

The laughter is full of cruelty, the scorching sun of the end is not afraid of anti-joy, the love of the fallen city is bloody, and the evil skill is on the next level, it is already the top of Jiuyang, and the blow that is not reserved is cut down by the sky.

"Six suns burning at night. ”

The familiar trick came from the enemy, and it did not make the tired harvest hesitate. A moment of admiration was even more regrettable, Bei Fangxiu held high the famous sword Jin Feng, and the day and night were reversed in an instant, just like day.

The sword of dawn and dust is-for-tat, and it is actually a devastating breakthrough through Jiuyang. Seeing that his sword qi was falling apart, the scorching sun of the end slipped back and he hurriedly thought about countermeasures, and he did not hesitate to cross the limit and improve his energy!

"Ten Suns Burning the Sky!"

The final move, the decisive move. In the scorching sun of the last days, it has the ability to burn mountains and boil the sea, and the earth in all directions is dry.

"You can also practice from Wuyang to Jiuyang, even if you try to break through the number of nine to extend the creative move, it is only in vain and does not have its quality, which is really not advisable. ”

The suffocating atmosphere, the thin air, only ten rounds of huge sunshine remain. Bei Fangxiu, who felt the pressure for the first time, finally lost his color, but he was still the guiding tone of Gujing Wubo.

"Seven suns blaze the sea. ”

The feet move, the body moves, and the tired harvest is holding the sword and marching forward. The endless inner element, the endless sword intent, the simplicity and simplicity are even more exquisite.

The flashy tricks of the ten yangs, under the approach of the tired harvest day step by step, are as if they are covered by the broad rhyme of the sea, and they are like mud cows entering the sea and committing a single mistake!

"Please, don't kill me, don't kill me. Everyone has a love for the sword, I admit defeat, I admit defeat. The Heavenly Sword is yours...... Babble!"

Fall to your knees and avoid the blade. The sun that has lost its dignity and arrogance is still cruel in his eyes when he begs for mercy. The palm that was attached to the ground suddenly set off a wave of sand and shot towards Beifangxiu.

Clinker, the act of conceding defeat did not make the opponent shake for a moment. The doomsday sun got up, and he actually ran head-on into the famous sword Jin Feng, a sword through his body, full of absurdity.

"Rapid sword training is beyond the limit of the upper nine, in addition to extraordinary perseverance, but also to see that your demon roots are deep and you can't extricate yourself. How can you hide your deception?!"

"You ......"

"If you don't cultivate your mind, you will draw water with a bamboo basket in the end. ”