Nangong Yue raised her hand and used her most powerful sword technique, which also reflected her status in the Yulan Sect, because this sword technique is the sword technique of the sect master of the Yulan Sect, and it is not passed on to the disciples who are not in person. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Qing Yan's eyes flashed, and in the face of the most powerful domineering three styles in the Hokage swordsmanship displayed by the other party, he took a step forward, holding the sword with both hands and slashing straight down from the top, without a trace of gorgeousness, but with the most simple killing intent, as if he could cut all things in heaven and earth.

The two are intertwined like the sun and the moon, and the sword falls and retreats, although it is only a move, it has been seen that there is still a big difference between the two sides, not in the realm, but the gap between the deep and shallow spiritual power, Nangong Yue did not move in place, and Qing Yan took six steps back.

Qing Yan knew in his heart that he had only entered the Tianxuan Realm for a month, and the spiritual power in his body was still too small compared to the other party, and he could not compare with Nangong Yue, who had been in the country for three years, if it weren't for this, he would be very confident that he would win the other party in Twenty He, but reality is reality after all, and now he is not Nangong Yue's opponent.

Seeing that the other party actually resisted the first form of her domineering three styles, Nangong Yue nodded frequently without anger and laughter: "It is undeniable that you are indeed very strong, but now you are not my opponent, I will do my best out of respect for you." ”

As soon as Nangong Yue's voice fell, her body had already floated up, rotating horizontally forward, rippling like a Xuannu flying, and the fire shadow sword in her hand seemed to have not moved but had already slashed out several swords in a row, rumbling like a battle thunder, black and furious like a raging storm, more than a dozen sword shadows containing powerful spiritual power suddenly came, domineering three styles of the second style.

Lin Ruoli stepped forward and stood with Qing Yan, facing Nangong Yue's strong move, they couldn't retreat because there was no way to dodge at this time, because the sword came too fast, and the area covered by more than a dozen sword lights had already sealed the range they might dodge, and there was not enough space for her to use her body to dodge, and now, there was only a frontal resistance.

Qing Yan calmly took out his sword, his sword was very ordinary, and his moves were not earth-shattering, and he did not have an incomparably striking momentum like Nangong Yue, which seemed extremely ordinary, without a trace of fancy, but no one dared to underestimate it.

Lin Ruoli stepped forward with his sword, poured all his spiritual power into the black short sword, and used his most powerful assassination sword, slashing down four sharp sword lights in a row, narrowly avoiding most of the sword lights one after another, but then a pure sword intent still broke through Lin Ruoli's defense at this time and stabbed her chest.

At this moment, Qing Yan pushed her to the side, dodging the fatal blow, but her right arm was still cut, and blood overflowed, although the wound was not very deep, but Lin Ruoli felt that a sword intent condensed by spiritual power had invaded her body, if it weren't for the purple halo in the dantian at that time to dissolve it, she would have suffered a lot of internal injuries from time to time.

And Qing Yan also had three scars on his chest at this time, and blood soaked his clothes red, but he still stood straight, and the whole person was like a sword, extremely powerful and imposing.

In the direct battle with Nangong Yue, Lin Ruoli and Qing Yan resisted her second sword, and although they still paid the price of being injured, they finally took it.

Nangong Yue's face no longer has the disdain and playfulness at the beginning, replaced by Zhengshi resolutely, in her heart she admires the two opposite very much, but this also arouses her competitive heart.

Nangong Yue swung her sword again, several sword lights broke through the air, and the cutting sound of 'poof' suddenly sounded, and the next moment it was like the sound of waves when the waves rose, and the fallen leaves on the ground were blown up and floated straight into the sky until far away.

The cutting sound of "puff puff" kept coming out, and deep sword marks continued to appear on the surrounding trees, which were clearly visible as human carvings, Lin Ruoli's figure appeared somewhere, she breathed heavily, and a scar appeared on her shoulder, the huge gap between the two sides in the realm is the best embodiment in the true element of spiritual power, and she has faintly felt that there are signs of spiritual power withering.

Qing Yan's situation is much better than her, after all, he is also a cultivator of the Tianxuan Realm, although he has received a few swords, but the situation is much stronger than Lin Ruoli, but his face is a little pale, and the few swords he used before looked dull, but in fact, it was very depleting of spiritual power.

And at this moment, Nangong Yue had already raised the sword in her hand again, could she really block the next sword?