The several sword lights cast by the two were first slashed together, and the light shone for a moment and then canceled each other out, and then the two swords were intertwined, and the sound of metal friction came to mind one after another, and the two figures were staggered, and they couldn't tell who each other was.

"If you don't make a move, when will you wait!" Ouyang Xue yelled a little urgently.

Although Yizhihua is only a cultivation of the initial realm of the Condensation Realm, and Ouyang Xue is the middle realm of the Condensing Realm, there is a certain gap between the two, but the two are both cultivators of the same level, and it is impossible to immediately distinguish the winner or loser, although Yizhihua cannot kill the other party, but it is very easy to hold it for a while. Flash Dance.

In the face of this Ouyang Xue's life-fighting attack, a branch of flowers gradually became a little overwhelmed, and could only barely resist, and even gradually revealed its defeat, just when Ouyang Xue thought that he would be able to win immediately, he saw that a strange smile suddenly appeared on the face of the flower, and then with a flick of one hand, he took out a delicate green flower out of nowhere, this flower is all green in both flowers and branches, and the flowers of a few inches in size are extremely strange, and there is a fine fragrance coming out as soon as he takes it out.

The long sword in Yizhihua's hand flipped and slashed out several swords one after another, and his figure suddenly retreated a few feet, and then the green strange flower in his hand suddenly threw Ouyang Xue in front of him, Ouyang Xue didn't know what it was, and subconsciously swung his sword and slashed out. Flash Dance.

A sword fell on the green flower, and the flower child was cut in two in an instant, and at this moment, a trace of green gas suddenly emerged from the flower, and then the green gas suddenly turned into a cloud of mist, and directly rippled around.

Ouyang Xue screamed a bad word, but it was too late to escape, and the strange green mist suddenly rose into dozens of feet of green mist like the wind, directly submerging the figures of the two at the same time.

I don't know if he heard Ouyang Xue's call, or if he also felt that he couldn't fly out of the situation at this time, only to see that from a carriage next to the yellow wooden carriage, a tall figure flew out directly through the roof of the car.

This cultivator is seven feet tall, with a big waist and a very burly waist, with a dark complexion and a beard under his beard.

As soon as this cultivator appeared, he threw an object in his hand directly, and directly slammed towards the little white dragon who was walking with a shimmer of light, and the little white dragon looked at it and saw that what the other party sent was actually a large black pen, but this pen was several times larger than an ordinary writing pen, and it was three feet in size and arm thick, and the whole body was pitch black with a strong wind.

The moment the little white dragon saw this big man appear, the strange light in his eyes flashed, and then the sword eyebrows were raised, and the sword trick in his hand was pinched, and the three-foot long sword under his feet turned into a red light and went straight up, and he himself fell to the ground.

"Boom Boom"

A flying sword and a large black pen were suddenly intertwined in the air, and the two strong collisions made a violent sound, and as soon as they exchanged hands, the flying sword of the little white dragon was directly knocked over by the strong man's pen-shaped magic weapon.

The little white dragon couldn't help but secretly said in his heart, this guy has good strength, and then the spiritual power in his body turned sharply and quickly replenished it into his natal sword, and after getting the pouring of spiritual power, the flying sword that flashed red finally stabilized its position temporarily.