"Not necessarily. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" Yan Zhaoge instantly arrived in front of He Mian: "Last time, Yan left a word behind the disciples of your sect, and it was left to you and His Majesty Emperor Yun, didn't you already see it at that time?"

"It's just not as close as it is now. ”

As he spoke, Yan Zhao Ge reached out and grabbed the Xuanxiao Purple Gold Furnace, and immediately froze He Mian's retreating figure.

"I haven't fought before, so it's naturally a side of fate. He Mian's eyes were golden, and red mangs flew out directly from the pupils of his eyes.

As if there was no time interval at all, the crimson sword light instantly arrived in front of Yan Zhaoge.

As soon as He Mian took out his sword, the sword light was endless.

His sword was faster than a sword, and red light flashed in every area and corner of the void, flying everywhere.

Tens of millions of sword lights slashed at Yan Zhao Ge at the same time.

"A high-grade holy soldier is of little use to you, but if it is a sword weapon that you have cultivated with your own hands, it is more or less better than empty-handed. Yan Zhaoge said indifferently: "Draw your sword, I will use my sword on you empty-handed, I don't despise you." ”

He grabbed the Xuanxiao Purple Gold Furnace with one hand, raised his other hand, and struck forward with a flat punch.

In an instant, in every corner of the Void Universe, there were Yan Zhaoge's fists everywhere!

Every moment when the crimson sword light just lit up, an iron fist fell, extinguishing the sword light.

As soon as the countless sword lights lit up, countless fists fell, extinguishing them before they could bloom brightly.

Before it really begins, it's already over and you can see the end.

He Mian's attainments in the Trapping Immortal Sword Sutra are already extremely profound, and the sword cuts time and space.

His sword light is everywhere, no matter when, no matter where the opponent is, he can't escape, no matter how fast he is, he can't avoid it.

But Yan Zhao Ge's fist, every time the last one came first, it seemed that he had been waiting there in advance, waiting for He Mian's sword light to appear, and then before it really took off, he would smash one of the punches!

The Trapping Immortal Sword already ignores the limitations of space and transcends time, and it is almost impossible to be faster.

But Yan Zhaoge's fist, at this moment, seemed to blur the concept of time, and he punched from a higher level.

It seems to exist before the beginning of time and space, and it is like the end of all time and space.

He Mian felt like he had drawn his sword out of the sheath, and as soon as he was halfway there, someone punched him on the hilt of his sword, lowering the long sword that had just pulled out half of the blade, and smashed it back into the scabbard.

Cutting through time and space, the most "fast" sword in the world, which can no longer be defined by half the sense of speed and slowness, was so beaten that it couldn't draw its sword and couldn't draw its sword at this moment!

“...... The five congenital mothers are too easy!" He Mian snorted, and the red glow in his eyes was even stronger.

He finally let go of the Xuanxiao Purple Gold Furnace.

But there was no intention of retreating.

The figure of the young man in the Dao robe with his cloak spun in mid-air, and in the crimson sword light in the sky, a green glow loomed.

The blue and red sword light flickered in the void, and finally avoided Yan Zhao Ge's Taiyi Fist.

In addition to the Immortal Sword Sutra, He Mian also practiced the Immortal Sword Sutra!

The Zhuxian Sword, the head of the four swords of Lingbao, breaks ten thousand laws with one sword and destroys the heavens and ten thousand ways!

Although he couldn't break Yan Zhaoge's Taiyi fist, Qingmang resisted Yan Zhaoge's fist intent everywhere, making time reappear.

Between the long river, the red light flew everywhere, as if the dragon entered the sea, the tiger returned to the deep mountains, and finally was liberated.

"Okay, not only has I cultivated the Zhuxian Sword, but I can also kill the Immortal and trap the Immortal two swords together, and sure enough, there is no void under the fame. Yan Zhaoge sighed in admiration.

Shangqing Zhuxian Sword, Yuqing Open Heavenly Book, all of them are not easy to practice.

If a martial artist is not talented enough to comprehend, not only will it be a problem if he can't practice, but he will even tear his soul apart, and his life will be in danger.

He Mian successfully cultivated the Zhuxian Sword, and he could even achieve the Zhuxian Sword and the Immortal Sword, and the two swords came out together, just this move, it was worthy of the name of Tianjiao.

There was no smug look on his face, but he was full of solemnity and concentration.

As soon as the sword trick was introduced, countless crimson sword lights sprung up, crisscrossing and criss-crossing, integrated into bundles, connected into pieces, and instantly turned into a huge sword array!

When the sword formation appeared, it had already surrounded Yan Zhaoge in the array.

The entire sword array was in motion, and in an instant, the time and space in this corner of the universe in the Dandian Hall were annihilated into nothingness!

"I have heard that the Gray Spirit Valley is a vein, the combination of swordsmanship and formation skills, the mystery is endless, and when I see it today, it lives up to its reputation. ”

Yan Zhaoge's voice sounded, and then, the terrifying power of the Emperor erupted from the crimson sword array.

Twelve light wheels circled behind Yan Zhaoge, and he punched out, and the light of the dark and chaotic swayed, and the darkness was gone, leaving only endless light.

Then, the light shattered, and the avenue collapsed!

A fierce and violent shattered Great Light Fist exploded from the inside, and the terrifying power swept outward, blocking the internal encirclement and suppression of He Mian's sword array, and shattering the entire sword array!

Yan Zhaoge's fist was still not in a hurry, not moving or shaking, and hit He Mian.

He Mian's eyes were extremely solemn, his left hand pinched the sword trick in front of his chest, and the two fingers of his right hand stood together like a sword, pointing forward.

Between the flashes of red light, the green light reappeared.

In addition, there was also a black sword qi, like a silk thread, wrapped around it.

Immortal Sword!

Lingbao Four Swords, He Mian not only cultivated the Immortal Sword and the Trapping Immortal Sword, but even cultivated the Killing Immortal Sword.

Moreover, he can not only achieve two swords at the same time, but also three swords at the same time.

The three swords of execution, killing, and trapping all came out, and the boundless fierce qi surged, and the heaven and earth seemed to be the end of the world, turning into a dead land!

"No wonder, no wonder ......" Yan Zhaoge kept his punching posture unchanged: "No wonder you have always kept the name of 'Eight Heavens Supreme', and you do have a little confidence to fight with Uncle Long again." ”

On his fist, there was a sudden rebirth.

The crimson sword light emerged, and the luster turned dark, turning dark red, becoming more and more ferocious.

Yan Zhaoge's fist seemed to be coated with a layer of dark red.

In the middle of the punch, the sword intent of the Trapping Immortal Sword was also attached to the fist intent.

Immediately after, a trace of black sword qi appeared, and it was also densely wrapped around Yan Zhaoge's arm like silk threads.

A silk thread cut through the void, as if the vitality of countless lives had been cut off.

At this moment, countless black lines crisscrossed and were full of life.

Finally, beyond the black line and red light, there were more cyan sword rays, invincible and invincible.

Qingmang is like a cow that cuts and decomposes all the truths in the world and makes them cease to exist.

The red light in He Mian's eyes skyrocketed, revealing a look of shock.

Between Yan Zhaoge's punches, there is a hidden sword intent, making it difficult to distinguish whether it is a fist or a sword.

And his blow was also the three swords of Lingbao!

"However, regardless of whether you and Master Long will fight again, after today, your name of 'Eight Heavens Supreme' will be changed to 'Seven Heavens' first. ”

Zhu Xian to Zhu Xian, trapped immortal to trapped immortal, killing immortal to killing immortal.

Three swords against three swords, Yan Zhao Ge forcibly fixed He Mian's sword intent storm like the end of heaven and earth.

Then, in the midst of the staggered aura, his fist seemed to turn into an axe instead of an axe, like a banner but not a flag, like a bamboo, splitting the storm in front of him.

Yan Zhaoge's punch landed on He Mian's heart, and he directly beat this Shangqing heir to Tianjiao and flew out upside down!