On the road to the valley of the valley, there is a murderous atmosphere.

Xiao Jiange's body is in love, and the two swords of love and Xiao Tian are fighting in close quarters, the true qi around his body is permeated, the cold ice is emanated, and a palm of the Northern God of the North God breaks out of the air, and the palm print of the green skull attacks Xiao Tian.

Xiao Tianyi was not afraid, and he also rose up with one palm, holding the thunder in his palm, and blasting out with one palm.

"Boom" There was a roar, the two palms intersected, the true qi scattered, the emerald skeleton and the thunder snake swaying in the Dao were intertwined, although the two of them stood in the air, but the overflowing true qi exploded on the valley.

"Boom, boom, boom" Several large craters suddenly exploded on the flat earthy yellow ground, dusty and sand flew away.

"Drink" Xiao Jiange drank lightly, the fingers of the other hand were together, the sword qi lingered between his fingers, and the swordsmanship was unleashed, and suddenly the phantom of the ice blue cloud qi flying sword manifested Xiao Tian's body again, and at the same time, the two swords of love and affection were also floating sword tips pointing at Xiao Tian in black clothes.

Xiao Tian's eyes were cold, and in the flickering of his thoughts, he decided to exchange injuries with Xiao Jiange.

"Sword out!" Xiao Jiange drank in a condensed voice, his white hair fluttered, his mink coat moved slightly, his fingers swiped, and his heart moved.

Suddenly, the Dao Dao Ice Blue Cloud Qi Flying Sword broke through the air, slashed through the void with Dao Dao white marks, and stabbed at Xiao Tian one after another.

Xiao Tian, dressed in black, agitated the blood around his body, and slowly retracted, and at the same time, a thunderball in his body intertwined and burst out, exerting his purple thunder pregnancy spirit to the extreme.

"Snort, snort, snort" suddenly took Xiaotian as the center and suddenly formed a magnetic field around the body, and the purple thunder snakes scurried and intertwined, and the ice-blue cloud flying sword that broke through the sky was suddenly affected by it, and it was uneven after entering the body, and the sword body trembled and stopped standing still under the influence of the thunder electromagnetic field.

The Ice Blue Cloud Qi Flying Sword trembled incessantly, and let out a sword roar, as if it wanted to break free from this thunder electromagnetic field.

Seeing this, the corners of Xiao Tian's mouth hooked up a smile, his eyes suddenly condensed, and he pointed at the sky with a three-foot cold sword in his hand, and suddenly a stream of blood qi rose to the sky, merging into the bright sword body.

Xiao Tian was dressed in black and volleyed in the air, the thunder electromagnetic field rippled around his body, the Dao Dao flying sword could not be close, the sword was pointed at the sky with both hands, the blood covered the sword body, and a red sword shadow manifested behind Xiao Tian, like a black-clothed death with a sword under the light of the white moon.

Xiao Tian blocked the flying sword with a pregnant spirit, turned the blood of the beast into the sword body, and used the black hand gate ground-level martial arts blood slaughter, wanting to kill Xiao Jiange with a sword!

In the face of such a mighty and powerful Xiao Tian, Xiao Jiange's eyes were solemn, and he did not hesitate to hook the ice crystal phoenix pregnant spirit in his body at the moment.

A clear phoenix roar resounded all around, Xiao Jiange wore a mink coat and a layer of frost spread out, and a cloud of ice blue light rose from his body, and suddenly a phantom shadow of an ice crystal phoenix flapped its wings and bloomed from the ice blue light.

"Explode!" Xiao Jiange immediately detonated the thirty ice blue cloud flying sword phantoms that trembled and roared incessantly, and at the same time, with a movement of his heart, the ice crystal phoenix phantom flapped its wings and burst out into the air, hitting the small sky that was gaining momentum, and along the way, the void exploded with a ripple of ice.

At the same time, the two swords of love and affection that were suspended in the air shot out in unison and shot towards Xiaotian.

The detonation of the ice blue cloud qi flying sword immediately dispersed the thunder electromagnetic field around Xiao Tian, the true qi rippled, and the sword qi bombarded Xiao Tian's body, and suddenly the black clothes on Xiao Tian's body were torn one by one, and sword wounds were drawn on his body, of different depths, and a layer of frost spread out from his wounds, making it difficult for his wounds to heal, and there were sword intent in the frost like ants attached to the bones, and the pain was unbearable.

"Uh" Xiao Tian snorted, forcibly endured the injuries on his body, the murderous aura burst out in his eyes, a sword fell, and the blood-red sword shadow slashed out, breaking through the void for dozens of zhang, covering down like a new sky, facing the ice crystal phoenix phantom that broke through the sky.

"Bang!" There was a clear sound, and suddenly I saw that the ice-blue ice crystal phoenix phantom instantly cracked inch by inch, turning into a little ice-blue star and dissipating.

The blood-red sword shadow after the collision of one move was also weakened by several percent, and the power was slashed on Xiao Jiange's body.

A blood flower suddenly erupted from Xiao Jiange's body, and the figure flew out upside down, blood spilled into the void, and a cloud of smoke and dust rolled to the ground, and the ground suddenly sank three inches, turning into a huge crater.

At the same time, the two swords of love and love have also broken through the air, and the two swords are combined to penetrate Xiaotian's chest, enter the flesh for three points, and stab out a blood hole, and the sword intent ripples in the flesh and blood.

Xiao Tian frowned, and the true qi around his body shook, and two swords shook out of his body, and the two swords that flew out upside down flew towards Xiao Jiange's side as if they were spiritual, as if they were protecting the lord. boundless

Each of them collides with several moves, and the high and low are distinct.

Although Xiao Tian was also injured, in addition to dozens of sword wounds on his body that were no more than an inch long and a fist-sized blood hole in his chest, he also had combat power.

Xiao Tian stood with his sword in his hand, covering his chest, and looked at Xiao Jiange on the ground in the distance with palpitations, so terrifying with his reaction ability, he used the detonating flying sword as a foreshadowing for these two swords, and did not hesitate to give up the opportunity to block his sword move to hurt himself.

Being so calm and decisive made it difficult for Xiao Tian to treat Xiao Jiange as a martial artist in the Condensing Realm.

From the beginning of forcing back five one-heavy heavenly martial artists with one sword, and then to a series of calculations to hurt himself, Xiao Tian couldn't believe that this was something that a Condensing Realm one-heavy heavenly cultivator could do.

If it weren't for the forcible movement of three inches by himself just now, otherwise these two swords would have come towards the heart!

Xiao Tian's pupils slowly condensed, and he began to seriously treat Xiao Jiange as a martial artist of the same level as himself.

On the other hand, Xiao Jiange, he supported the ground with one hand, knelt on one knee, blood stained a few strands of white hair, he gasped, a sword wound on his chest spread down from his right shoulder, until the left lower abdomen, the mink coat was torn, blood was dripping, and the bones were visible.

Xiao Jiange adjusted his breathing, and looked at Xiao Tian in the sky with a solemn look, he really deserved to be a powerhouse of the Three Heavens of the Condensation Realm, and he still couldn't reach the fatal level by resisting so many tricks against himself.

Xiao Jiange held his breath and condensed, so it seemed that the blind monk Wuxin also had such a degree of strength, and even a few points stronger, I was afraid that he would be able to crush the ordinary Triple Heaven of the Condensing Realm.

"Sword Song!" Duan Yuran couldn't help but feel anxious when he saw Xiao Jiange being injured, and the killing intent rose in his eyes.

Duan Yuran looked at the black-clothed man who was blocking him in front of him, his eyes were full of murderous intent, after the previous exchange of moves, the other party had already suffered a lot of injuries, although he also had three claw marks on his shoulders, his skin and flesh turned out, and he was dripping with blood.

"It's time to finish!" Duan Yuran drank intently, and suddenly saw him wipe the sword body with his fingers together, and suddenly with him as the center, the yellow rune paper with a radius of three zhang fell, Duan Yuran's true qi burst out, and his figure began to become ethereal.

"Biluo Yellow Spring!" Duan Yuran sighed, the sword moves he had obtained from the old woman on the ferry had begun to show his edge, and he had just practiced to the fullest.

I saw Duan Yuran's figure transform, and suddenly dissipated into the air, followed by a huge tornado, slowly surrounding the man in black, and the strong wind flow converged, and pieces of yellow rune paper flew in the wind flow, as if seeing off someone.

"Huh?" The man in black treated him awe-inspiringly with his sword, and was shocked when he saw Duan Yuran disappear out of thin air, and in the blink of an eye, he was swept away by a tornado.

The man in black glanced at the yellow runes flying around him, and took a breath of true qi to concentrate on guard.

"Hiss!" a sword aura burst out of the air from a piece of yellow rune paper.

Duan Yuran was dressed in white and held a sword in an instant, and a shocking white light bloomed in the silent black curtain.

The cold light reflected in all directions, reflecting the stunned face of the man in black.

The tornado slowly dissipated, the wind was slow, and the pieces of yellow rune paper slowly fell like a static picture.

"Okay, good, so fast!" Cold sweat dripped from the black-clothed man's forehead, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

A blood streak bloomed from the neck of the man in black, and blood splattered in all directions, announcing the fall of a master.

Duan Yuran stood in white clothes, standing behind him with a cold sword, the breeze was blowing, a few strands of hair fluttered on his forehead, and the emerald green jade pendant on his waist swayed gently, like an immortal descending to earth, without a trace of dust.

"You are the first martial artist who is lucky enough to taste my move," Duan Yuran said slowly with an expressionless face, and then looked at the battlefield where Xiao Jiange was.

In this way, I can go to the support.