Staggered vertically and horizontally, hundreds of bright cold rays swept down in the air. On both sides of the shuttling sword shadows, the illusory wings were trembling, and there were faint pieces of void feathers swaying and fluttering.

Under the super fast figure, Ning Yue did not choose to dodge You Yang's majestic move of shaking towards the sky, but still met the attack, slashing continuously from the side in the reciprocating shuttle. The bright light and shadow in the sky appeared and then withered, but in just a few seconds, but the changing halo was so wonderful that it made people feel that the time was frozen in the forest, and the passage of time frozen in it was far more than that.

Ping-pong!Ping-pong!Ping-Pong!Ping-Pong!

The crisp cracking sound suddenly spread wildly, and the majestic strength of the Zhenhuang spear pointed at the sky was shattered, and the roaring energy was collapsing, but it was not dissipating. The slashing sword light not only tore apart the power that gathered together, but also harnessed it, and the sword qi was like a silver needle threading, gathering and sewing the broken Xuan power back into one, turning it into its own attack.

"You are not the only one who can use the power of your opponent to strengthen your own moves!"

The sword fell, and the staggered silver rainbow was shattered by a straight line of bright light, and the sword intent that fell like a falling star was mixed with a violent and tyrannical force, and it was You Yang himself who struck out the power used to shock Fa Ning Yue.

"Interesting, interesting!"

Who knew that instead of panicking, You Yang was even more excited, and with a turn of the big gun in his hand, the tip of the gun was pointed at the ground and nailed, sinking into the cracked earth, and a fierce force suddenly bombarded the earth.

The next moment, centered on the position of his feet, a circle of waves rippled wildly, trembling on the ground. In the blink of an eye, the earth churned and cracked, and pillars of slender scarlet light rose from the shattered earth. It was a straight, erect spear, with jagged blades on both sides.

"Take it, Thousand Thorns!"

Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng –

The guns roared, and the pillars of the array shot out of the air at the same time, heading up to the sky, and the slender scarlet instantly surrounded into a cage, firmly locking the downed line of sword light in the middle, where countless spear tips pointed.

"Broken!"

The wings reappeared, the ethereal light fluttered and danced, the swords fluttered in unison, whirling and moving, and a round of red cold light slashed and flew by, madly cutting off the oncoming sharp spear phantom. In the crisp sound of metal, the slashing red forcibly broke through the sharp spear cage, and further down, it was You Yang himself.

However, the momentum of the whirling slash seems to have weakened a little here.

"Front-to-head, I've never been afraid of anyone!"

With a roar of rage, You Yang swiped the big gun with both arms and struck a blow, accompanied him to take the first step forward, the ground under his feet collapsed, and the runes were rotated in circles to draw a strange spirit array engraved on it, and the colors changed during the rotation, from bright to deep. At the moment when the gun came out, dozens of chains suddenly appeared in the void, and the moment the big gun was entangled, the chains were intercepted and cracked, and the momentum of the big gun attack was even more powerful.

"Let's learn the true power of the Emperor Spear - Prison Raid!"

"Fourth, gluttony. ”

At the same moment, Ning Yue was whispering. Under the whirling edge, in his wide eyes, mysterious spells quietly emerged, and the furious scorching power spread through the meridians, all of which were injected into the dark Xuan Ancient Sword in his palm.

At this moment, a hideous beast head loomed in the void, opened its mouth and bit it, devouring Ning Yue's figure. After a moment, the phantom shattered, the momentum of the whirling slash stopped, the strange chopping knife fell directly, and the posture of holding the sword changed to using both hands, and the sword was slashed in the air. Above the blade, the red karmic fire burned.

Below, You Yang was also roaring, the looming spirit array under his feet trembled, and a strange giant shadow dragged hundreds of void chains to appear on the ground, and the outstretched giant claws were against the end of the Zhenhuang Spear snatching bar, and it was sent fiercely.

Xuanjie Spirit Weapon Zhenhuang Gun, the strongest martial arts chaotic prison gun in the Prison Mo Sect, double resonance of power.

"That's too overbearing, isn't it?"

Han Kun screamed, far from being just him, hundreds of people around him were all discolored because of You Yang's shot. The momentum of the launch, the oppressive aura rippling, and the strange formation full of destruction. Although Ning Yue's sword was not bad, in front of You Yang's killing moves, it was too inferior in terms of formation alone.

At the moment of the confrontation, many people already have the answer in their hearts.

"Ning Yue he...... You can win. ”

Han Jing was trembling, and subconsciously looked at Ying Tianxu beside him.

With a gloomy face, Ying Tianxu just muttered secretly: "Damn, why didn't I realize this before?"

Rumble!

Bell Bell Bell –

Roaring, colliding, and trembling filled the heavens and the earth. Swords roared, guns roared, and changing afterimages bombarded the place where they clashed, rippling with the aftermath of destruction. The surging roaring and fierce qi was torn apart in an instant, along with the illusory giant shadow that towered over the heavens and the earth, and the spiral wind swept through the sky, and the two figures began to gradually become clear.

Ping!

There was another sound, the gun and sword separated, and the figure standing on the ground took two steps back, and then slammed the gun, and the position where it stood suddenly cracked, sinking more than half a meter, and more cracks spread wildly to all sides. But after that, the whole figure no longer moved, standing with a gun, and the domineering momentum was like a king dominating the battlefield, which was daunting.

In mid-air, another figure rolled seven times in a row, and then crashed to the ground, and at that moment, the blade of the sword fell into the ground, dragging and cutting out a slender sword mark, and when the retreat stopped, the sword mark was already more than ten meters.

The blade was still trembling and humming, and blood was sliding from the edge. However, it was not the blood of the enemy, but the blood of the sword-bearer himself.

Ning Yue's left arm hung limply to the side, while his entire right hand was dyed scarlet, and in the palm of his hand, blood soaked through the hilt of the sword, slowly sliding down into the blade. Compared to You Yang's still domineering momentum, he is obviously too weak, and he is still collapsing.

"The winner has been decided. ”

Looking ahead with cold eyes, You Yang smiled, and when he took the first step as a victor, a voice sounded.

"Wait a minute!"

The wind whistled, and a figure broke into the battlefield, and the horizontal sword stopped in front of Ning Yue. It's none other than Ying Tianxu.

"The Emperor Gun lives up to its name, but it can suppress not only the enemy, but also your own fluctuating aura. You Yang, your cultivation level is in the Wind Riding Realm, but you have set up a ring here to duel the people of the Spirit Awakening Realm! Where did you throw the dignity and pride of being a martial artist?"

Under this scolding, the expressions of several sect elders in the crowd changed, and soon, they suddenly found that You Yang, who was now standing in the field, had a different aura than before.

A real ride on the wind!

In this regard, You Yang raised his head and smiled arrogantly: "Yes, I am indeed a strength in the Wind Realm, and I am also in the ring here." But there are two points that you are wrong. First, I never said that my strength was only the Awakening Realm Eightfold, but you were guessing yourself. Second, I didn't say that people who ride the wind realm can't come up and challenge me. However, there are only those who have no self-knowledge and are awakened. And, now that the duel is not over, what are you going to do when you come up!"

At this moment, several people were stunned, followed by a burst of anger.

disguised as a spirit awakening realm with the strength of the Wind Riding Realm, set up a conspiracy to set up a ring, and killed several elite disciples of the sect, his heart can be punished!

Bang!

At the same moment, the prison twin demons slammed their guns, and the breaths of the two people instantly converged and merged, and a burst of explosive wind swept across the audience.

"Those who have nothing to do with it, stand down! Those who are not convinced, even if they come forward to die!"

The strength comparable to the Fan Zun Realm, just a gust of wind fluctuations, is not something that Ying Tianxu can match, swing his sword in a square, and hurriedly retreat.

With the deterrence of the prison twin demons, the opposition of the audience was much smaller, but they only dared to be angry but did not dare to speak. Many sect elders secretly muttered in their hearts, why they didn't call more helpers to come together when they first set out, so that these unscrupulous people took the opportunity to enter.

"Is it really the Wind Riding Realm? The strange feeling before is here, the strange fluctuating aura. Hmph, if it weren't for the fierce battle yesterday and being injured, even if you were in the Wind Realm, I would still be killed on the spot. ”

With a sneer, Ning Yue gritted his teeth and slowly got up.

Youyan is right, the duel is not over yet. Even if he was defeated, he would not be able to kill him.

The power of the counterattack, there is still a little left.

"Lord Ning Yue, I know it's impossible to persuade you not to go. So...... Let me help you a little more. ”

A voice sounded behind him, and the moment Ning Yue turned around, he realized that he had retreated too much in the collision just now, and he was already very close to the crowd of onlookers. And Meng Ye didn't know when he ran here, and at this moment, he actually took the initiative to hand a pair of small hands to the edge of the Dark Xuan Ancient Sword, and he was on the move.

With a soft snort, his hands were cut and stained with blood, and scarlet dripped into the blade.

"Ten million...... Can't lose. ”

Brushing his face, Meng Ye did not stay any longer, and slowly retreated. Out of the corner of his eye, there seemed to be tears welling up.

"Don't act like I'm going to die, the duel isn't over yet, and I haven't lost. ”

With a grin, Ning Yue stood up and swung his sword with a stroke. Above the blade of the dark sword, his blood, Meng Ye's blood, merged into the middle of the edge.

The strange red light slowly awakened and bloomed.

Looking at the Dark Xuan Ancient Sword that reappeared with a sharp edge, You Yang licked his lips and said with a cruel smile: "It seems that your sword is a very good spiritual weapon." Awaken the power in it with blood, don't you? When it reaches my hands, I will definitely satisfy it, and drink the blood of the strong every day. No, it's the blood of the ignorant!"

"Then you're going to be disappointed. Because, there will never be a day like that. Your life ends today, and I will end it, right here!"

When the words fell, Ning Yue's movements were beyond everyone's expectations, he actually put his sword into the sheath and closed his eyes. However, his right palm still gripped the hilt of the sword.

Instantaneous, crevice-seeking, gluttony, all useless. However, he still has one trick left, the only one that can turn the tide.

At the time of the first decisive battle against Yue Yan, the gift given to him when the sword spirit was asleep, the next sealing power of the Dark Xuan Ancient Sword!

In normal times, he wouldn't dare to control that new power, but now all that was left was the possibility of that sword. If it was before the duel against You Yang, he would not have looked for such an illusory method at such an urgent juncture.

However, after the Dark Xuan Ancient Sword continued to be sealed just now, Ning Yue realized one thing. Meng Ye's blood is very unusual, at least Di Xuan likes it very much. And now, enough blood sacrifices are gathered on the edge. And in his body, there is still one last point left in the time limit for bloodline awakening.

Everything, bet on the next sword!