Boom!

The red light was still bursting, causing the bottom of the Tianjian Peak to be slightly cold. [Ran^Text^Library] []

With a tremor in his heart, Ye Shuming made a sword and came out.

The sword pierced into the rock, and Ye Shuming grabbed the sword with one hand, standing in the air.

Adjust your breathing, calm down, and concentrate!

"Whew~~"

With a long sigh, Ye Shuming pulled out his sword, and then fell towards the bottom of the cliff again, and under gravity, Ye Shuming fell quickly.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Yuming had descended about 25,000 meters.

It's only five kilometers away.

"What a strong sword momentum!"

Ye Shuming's sword entered the rock, and his mind was in his heart, Ye Shuming's heart was indifferent, and he said coldly: "The people at the bottom of the cliff want to attack me!" ”

From his own momentum to transform the sword momentum, the person at the bottom of the cliff must be aware of himself, attack himself, and not let himself get close to the bottom of the cliff.

"Panlong!"

Ye Shuming thought silently in his heart, and said solemnly: "What is the strength of the people at the bottom of the cliff?" ”

"Strong! Sword, stronger. ”

The words came out of the sword and pierced deeply into Ye Shuming's already trembling heart, causing Ye Shuming's heart to chill suddenly.

"Block this sword."

Ye Shuming said coldly: "There must be a mystery at the bottom of the cliff!" ”

"Remember, you owe me a favor again." The ancient dragon said with some amusement.

"Good!" Ye Shuming was a little helpless and responded.

Arrogant and dusty, a sword is broken!

Sword, blood red.

The Void Sword Blade emitted a slight red halo, and the sword momentum contained in the sword was like a flame, blooming a flame as red as a red lotus.

"Kill!"

With a light word, Ye Shuming looked at the sky and the earth, and in the sky, there was a blood-red phantom sword.

The phantom sword was about a kilometer long, and when he looked up, Ye Shuming's heart throbbed violently, very manic, Ye Shuming had never seen such a huge sword blade.

A blood sword, thousands of meters long, what kind of sword power?

"How many meters from the bottom of the cliff?" Ye Yuming's voice sank, and he asked, "Can this Void Phantom Sword hurt me?" ”

"Hehe......"

The Elder Panlong sneered a few times and said contemptuously: "Don't say it's you, even if the sword is here, I'm afraid it's a sword block!" ”

As far as Panlong is concerned, the number one sword saint of the Qin State is nothing at all, but the sword of the person at the bottom of the cliff actually made Panlong hold his breath.

"I'm ready."

Ye Shuming calmed his voice and said, "This time, you control my body." Ye Shuming knew that the people at the bottom of the cliff were strong, if he was defeated, the speed of Panlong's escape would be faster than his own, and after measuring it, Ye Shuming decided to let Panlong control him.

"Rest assured. If you don't say I'm going to do the same. Otherwise, if this sword goes down, it won't just be your meridians. Panlong took a deep breath and his soul shifted to Ye Yuming's body.

"Huh?"

Panlong was stunned for a moment, and said to himself: "The sword momentum of the person at the bottom of the cliff is still rising!" ”

As soon as the words came out, he raised his head and stared, and the thousand-meter blood-red phantom sword floating in the sky actually skyrocketed again.

2,000 meters, 3,000 meters............

The blood-red phantom sword still became longer, and the final sword length was fixed at 15,000 meters.

A blood-red phantom sword, fifteen thousand meters, this sword swims endlessly, floating in the sky.

"You're really in trouble." Pan Long said with a smile, but his words did not mean to blame, he just laughed at Ye Yuming for a few words.

"This ...... Is it a problem for you? The Elder Panlong controlled Ye Yuming's body, and Ye Shuming was in the spirit of the Ancient Panlong, and said with a low laugh.

"It's a small nuisance!" The Elder Panlong couldn't help but smile bitterly, who in this world would be idle and have nothing to cause trouble.

A little trouble, a waste of time, a waste of life!

"Then get out of trouble." Ye Shuming handed over his body to the Elder Panlong, in other words, Ye Shuming gave his life to the Elder Panlong, in short, all this was handled by the Elder Panlong.

"Hmph, I know." Panlong snorted and said.

"The First Sword, the Sword of Light!"

"The second sword, the sword of justice!"

"The third sword, the sword of thunder and lightning!"

The spirit of the ancient panlong and Ye Yuming's body fused with each other, and the panlong liked Ye Yuming's body very much, at least he could control it very skillfully.

"These three swords should be enough." Panlong couldn't be sure of the strength of the person at the bottom of the cliff, but from the sword momentum of the blood-red phantom sword, Panlong thought that these three swords were enough to block the blood-red phantom sword of the person at the bottom of the cliff.

Boom Boom!

The first sword flies out, the second sword flies out, and the third sword flies out again.

Three swords out, all in one thought.

A sword containing endless light shot out from behind Ye Shuming's body, of course, the person who controlled Ye Shuming's spirit at this moment was the Elder Panlong, and only the Ancientpan Dragon could control these three Void Holy Swords.

The sword that contains endless light is the sword of light in the mouth of the coiling dragon, and has the power to devour darkness.

"Boom! Boom! ”

A sharp aura shot out, bursting out from directly below Ye Yuming, gathering an extremely strong aura of justice, condensing into a sword, a sword of justice.

"Good thing you're right." The ancient Panlong couldn't help but chuckle a few times, other people's evaluations of Ye Shuming have subjective opinions, good and bad, but the evaluation of the sword is very objective, since Panlong can extract the righteous qi from Ye Shuming's body and condense it into a sword of justice, this alone is enough to show that Ye Shuming is indeed a righteous person.

"I'm not righteous, I just don't go against my heart to do things." Sleeping in the spirit of the Ancient Panlong, Ye Shuming replied softly.

Thundered!

Several extremely powerful thunderbolts, endlessly enchanting together, like a void blue sword, there is no doubt that this sword is a sword of thunder and lightning, with the potential to cut through heaven and earth.

Three swords and vast swords appeared in the heavens and the earth.

"Slash!"

Ye Shuming was still descending, at this time he was only more than two thousand meters away from the bottom of the cliff, the huge blood-red phantom sword was crazy rioting, and the next word came out lightly at the bottom of the cliff, and a slashing word was like a thunderous sound.

"Huh...... He made a move. ”

The Elder Panlong couldn't help but chuckle a few times, and said very coldly, "It seems that you have to take this sword head-on." ”

"Then take it." Ye Shuming shouted sharply.

Ye Shuming's eyes were like torches, blazing, and the murderous aura burst out, at this moment Ye Shuming's heart fluttered and rioted, as if he was about to jump out of his heart, Ye Shuming had been cultivating swords for several years, and he had never fought against such a strong person, and now with the help of Panlong, he saw the strength of the person at the peak of sword cultivation, and he would not come to the bottom of the cliff in vain.

"Three swords turn into one!"

In an instant, several black halos dispersed, Ye Shuming's whole body was shrouded in black halos, and the ancient pan dragon quickly calmed down the dragon's breath, and said in a deep voice: "Break it for me!" ”

Rumble!

Three swords, the Sword of Light, the Sword of Justice, and the Sword of Thunder and Lightning, merged into one sword.

The sword is about 10,000 meters long.

The huge black phantom sword, converging endless heat, constantly emitted, on top of the blood-red phantom sword, there is constantly a righteous aura coming out, and in the righteous breath, there is also an extremely strong thunder and lightning momentum.

Black Phantom Sword, Blood Red Phantom Sword, two Phantom Swords hung in the air, and the tips of the two Phantom Swords looked at each other in the air.

Phantom sword、About to touch。

"Bang, bang, bang......"

Thundered!

Boom, boom, boom.

The black phantom sword and the blood-red phantom sword collided endlessly.

The shadow of the sword was enchanting, distorted, and turned into a black and blood-red gossip, which was constantly rotating in the air, and yin and yang appeared in the middle.

Several bursts of thunder sounded, and a huge mushroom cloud slowly rose up, raising his eyes, and above the altitude of 10,000 meters, there was a mushroom cloud.

This sword almost cut through the interface, and even the space was somewhat broken, and time seemed to stand still at this moment.

"Huh!"

The air vibrate, and a pair of white wings behind Ye Shuming kept shaking, so that Ye Shuming could fly in the air and gather qi as wings, which was the unique means of the Dragon King. At this moment, the Elder Panlong was attached to Ye Yuming's body, and conjured up the unique wings of the Dragon King stage, soaring between heaven and earth.

"Let's go down!"

The wings vibrated endlessly, and Ye Weiming seemed to turn into a fierce wind current, rushing towards the bottom of the cliff of Tianjian Peak.