Yang Jiansheng is known as the younger generation of the Burning Sun Kendo, the first swordsman, his strength should not be underestimated, his expression is cold, and his shot is even more ruthless, between the sword tricks, there is an endless killing aura everywhere, many demon spirits have not yet approached, they are infected by this atmosphere, and they have fled without a fight. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

There are tens of millions of creatures in the demon spirit clan, although there are many, but after all, they are some little demons who have not opened their wisdom and only rely on instinct to kill, plus there are constantly leaders who are killed by the disciples of the sect, and they have tended to be weak.

The cowardly demon leader hid in the rolling dark clouds in the sky, carefully staring at the battle situation, as time passed, most of the 30,000 demon spirits brought by him had been lost, and the winged demon dragon had not returned for a long time, so he simply gave the order, waved the order flag, and prepared to retreat.

The disciples of the sect saw that in the rolling dark clouds, there was a blood-red light, dazzling and dazzling, and the demon spirits on the ground saw this, and they all turned into black shadows and floated into the air, and began to evacuate!

"Where to go!"

Yang Jiansheng rose to kill, and when he found that those demon spirits wanted to escape, he wanted to chase them, but he was stopped by Yang Jiansheng.

"Poor Kou Mo Chase!"

Yang Jiansheng was dissatisfied in his heart, but he still had great respect for Yang Jiansheng, snorted and stopped talking.

"Great, these spirits have retreated!"

"I didn't expect that there were only a few dozen of us, and we actually defeated tens of thousands of demon spirits!"

When everyone in Huashui Peak found that the demon spirit had retreated, they all cheered and looked excited.

Seeing that the demon spirit was retreating, Lin Xiyan hurriedly stood up and was about to leave, looking for Ye Bai, but soon met the oncoming Blazing Sun Sword Dao people.

"Yo, isn't this the great beauty of the Sky Splitting Sword Sect, why are you alone, that little white face?"

Yang Jianji made teasing words, yin and yang weird, looking at Lin Xiyan's eyes burning, it is really rare to be so captivating the country and the city.

was blocked from going way, Lin Xi's face turned cold, and he said in a deep voice: "Get out of the way!" ”

"Huh! What if I don't! Yang Jianji saw that she was about to get angry, and the smug smile on her face became more and more obvious, deliberately teasing Lin Xiyan.

"Look for death!" Lin Xiyan's expression was cold, the long sword in his hand was unsheathed, and a sharp sword light was drawn, sensing that the crisis was coming, the latter dodged sideways, and saw that the boulder behind him was shattered.

"Stinky, you're looking for death, right?" Yang Sword Scar was able to dodge this blow, and the anger in his heart was even greater, and the sword in his hand was raised, wanting to discuss an explanation with Lin Xiyan.

On the side, Yang Jiansheng looked calm, not sad or happy, watching the two confront each other.

As for the other people of the Burning Sun Sword Dao, they surrounded and trapped Lin Xiyan alone in the center.

"What's going on!"

The sudden loud noise attracted everyone's attention, and when they saw that it was the Burning Sun Sword Dao and the Sky Splitting Sword Sect, they all chose to watch.

As we all know, the grudge between the Burning Sun Sword Dao and the Heaven Splitting Sword Sect has been tied for thousands of years, and Yang Jianwu, the master of the Burning Sun Sword Dao, has even defeated the Split Changfeng, and this kind of grievance is naturally not something that outsiders can intervene in!

But it doesn't mean that no one can, Junhuang Ling is from Fengyue Valley, and he is also ranked in the Transcendent Sect, so he is naturally not afraid of the Burning Sun Sword Dao, not to mention that Fengyue Valley and the Sky Splitting Sword Sect have always been friends, seeing that Lin Xiyan is alone and being bullied, how can he sit idly by.

"What do you mean?"

Jun Huang Ling's face was beautiful, even on par with Lin Xiyan, he stepped forward and said angrily: "So many big men, bullying a little girl, is it what you can do in the Lieyang Sword Dao?" ”

"Jun Huang Ling, I advise you not to be too troublesome, this is the grudge between my Burning Sun Sword Dao and the Sky Splitting Sword Sect, and it is not for you to intervene!"

Yang Jianjian showed a look of anger on his face, and only then did Lin Xiyan shoot mercilessly, if he didn't react quickly, he would be seriously injured if he didn't die, how could he tolerate it.

Lin Xiyan also smiled at Junhuang Lingcheng and said, "Thank you Senior Sister for your kindness, this is the grudge between my Heaven Splitting Sword Sect and the Burning Sun Sword Dao, Senior Sister doesn't need to intervene!" ”

"Now it's the periphery of the Demon Domain, the land of the Immortal Divine State, why be so aggressive!"

Jun Huang Ling didn't care, his face was full of anger, he looked at Yang Jiansheng who was watching coldly, and said, "As a great disciple of the Burning Yang Sword Dao, shouldn't you restrain yourself?" ”

Yang Jiansheng was silent, his cold eyes were silent, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Seeing that the senior brother did not stop him, Yang Jianji became even more bold and presumptuous, he smiled strangely, his eyes were burning, staring at Lin Xiyan's towering chest, and said, "If you are willing to apologize to me, I will not embarrass you!" ”

Lin Xiyan noticed the Yang Sword Marks, his eyes were presumptuous, after all, he was a young man, he was furious, and he attacked it.

"Guts!"

The cold light of the autumn water reflected his eyes, and the Yang Sword Mark laughed, and then jumped dozens of feet away from the back, and at the same time, the long sword in his hand also drew a sharp sword light, carrying the power of the scorching sun, and slashed towards Lin Xiyan!

Lin Xiyan's eyes were cold, his white clothes fluttered like a fairy, and the long sword in his hand also drew brilliant colors, colliding with the red sword qi.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

After the three sword weapons resonated, Lin Xiyan did not retreat but advanced, the long sword in his hand was like autumn water, the offensive was endless, and his body was extremely fast, attacking the sword marks of Xiangyang from all directions.

"What a speed!"

Seeing this, Yang Jianjian felt a pang in his heart, and he didn't dare to be careless, so he also unfolded his body.

On the water peak of Nuodahua, everyone saw two streamers, one white and one red, constantly colliding together, and the sword qi was everywhere, and the surrounding grass, trees, mountains and rocks were a little shocked if they encountered a catastrophe.

Even Jun Huang Ling frowned slightly, he didn't expect Yang Sword Marks to have such a strong strength, which could compete with Lin Xiyan.

Seeing this, the remaining six Lieyang Sword Dao disciples gave each other a look, and they all made a move, wanting to join the battle circle and capture Lin Xiyan.

Seeing this, Jun Huang Ling stepped forward to block the pass, her beautiful eyes frowned slightly, and she said in a deep voice: "So many people bully one? ”

"Jun Huang Ling, the Burning Sun Sword Dao has nothing to do with Fengyue Valley, don't set yourself on fire!"

The speaker was a young swordsman dressed in red, with a sharp voice, but his face was handsome, giving people a feminine feeling.

Jun Huang Ling said with a smile: "Huang Gaoyang, don't use the sect to pressure me, if you all go up and bully a woman, this matter will spread out, I will see how the Lieyang Sword Dao will gain a foothold in Shenzhou in the future!" ”

"This ......"

When Huang Gaoyang heard this, he also began to hesitate, after all, the Lieyang Sword Dao is known as the second largest force below the Dragon Dynasty, if so many people besiege a little girl, it is really unreasonable, but everyone knows that Lin Xiyan's cultivation is profound, and the younger generation has few opponents, and although Yang Sword Scar is among the geniuses, but the cultivation time is too short, although I can't see anything now, but if the true yuan does not continue for a long time, it will inevitably be defeated!

The two sides are facing each other here, and on the other side, the martial arts battle between Lin Xiyan and Yang Sword Marks has entered a white-hot stage.

The aura of the vast ocean is endless, like a stormy wave, Lin Xiyan's shot is as fast as lightning, and his swordsmanship is extraordinary.

The sun is scorching, the fire is blazing, and the body surface is covered, showing the tyranny in every move!

"Autumn Water Dance Cold Light!"

With a blow to Zhihong, Lin Xiyan took advantage of the momentum to cross dozens of zhang, and then the long sword roared lightly, spinning slightly in the air, the qi in the body was surging, and the sword body emitted the light of the moon, carrying the incomparable sword might, turning into a huge sword qi of more than ten zhang, and slashing it head!

"Burning Sun Heavenly Sword Dao - Sword Burning Five Mountains!"

In the face of a strong blow, Yang Sword Marks' complexion changed, and he was full of True Yuan, and the vermilion long sword came out of his hand, divided into five, emitting fierce flames, wrapping himself in it, and moving his fingers together, supporting the five sword qi, turning into a huge sun, facing him.

The sword is like the bright moon, the scorching sun is like the golden sun, one is dazzling, and the other is majestic and domineering.

With a loud "boom" sound, the fireball shattered, and the huge sword was also on the verge of shattering due to its powerful might, but the aftermath did not stop, and it hit the sword mark of Xiangyang directly.

"Poof!"

As soon as he hit it, Yang Jianji opened his mouth and there was a large mouthful of blood, and the long sword came out of his hand, and his whole body was half-kneeling on the ground, making it difficult to continue standing.

On the other hand, Lin Xiyan, although his face was pale, and his thin figure seemed to be falling in the wind at any time, the long sword in his hand was still cold and bright, and he was proud and unyielding!

The winner is decided.

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