Dong Xiaotian's Tiangang Sword was indeed unexpected and powerful, allowing him to gain the upper hand in this round of engagement.

The golden lines spread all over every inch of his body, Dong Xiaotian's face was serious, and he ran his golden body and silver bones with all his might, maintaining a high fighting state.

Huo Donglai's face was pale, he looked at him coldly, and the blood beads in the palm of his right hand soared into the air, turning into blood swords, containing peerless killing.

The void was distorting, the night wind was roaring, and an extremely cold murderous aura permeated this area, causing goosebumps all over Dong Xiaotian's body.

"It's terrible murderous. ”

Lin Feng exclaimed, his eyes were full of worry, and he felt that Dong Xiaotian was more likely to be more fierce than lucky.

Huo Donglai is too famous, his strength is too strong, as a ten-vein Tianjiao, he is a genius of the world, and he can't find a few in the entire Tianqing Prefecture.

Although Dong Xiaotian is not weak, compared with Tianjiao, the gap is still very large, and the realm is not high.

Huo Donglai was furious, and the sword rays were like flames, wrapping around him.

"Oh my God, that's a spiritual fire, he actually integrated the spiritual fire into the martial vein, and the spiritual fire turned into a sword, like a fire god of war. ”

Someone recognized the flame outside Huo Donglai's body, which was an extremely high-quality spiritual fire, which was more powerful than the swordsmanship.

Huo Donglai walked towards Dong Xiaotian, the dust under his feet rolled, the gravel flew into the sky, and was shattered by the sword qi, forming a fog, which set off his transcendence.

Dong Xiaotian's eyes were vigilant, his left hand led the sword technique, and his right hand flicked his fingers like a sword, and his tense body rushed out in an instant, breaking through the speed of sound, tearing the void, and forming a sonic boom.

That sword, like lightning, combined with the speed of the body, was quite terrifying.

Huo Donglai sneered, his body twisted, like light and shadow shattered, and he moved at high speed.

The shattered void could not withstand the pressure of the speed of sound, forming a huge shock wave, which flew like a wave in the sword qi that swept across the sky, turning into pieces.

Huo Donglai's sword aura flew outside his body, and countless swords automatically shuttled, forming an offensive and defensive integration, and he started a fast and fierce fight with Dong Xiaotian.

Huo Donglai carried his hands behind his back, with a posture of arrogance against the heavens, and he didn't take Dong Xiaotian in his eyes at all.

The sword light outside his body operated automatically, just like an activated sword array, no matter how Dong Xiaotian attacked, he just couldn't break through.

This is Huo Donglai's strength, like a king, everywhere he goes, the sword qi breaks through the air, destroys the withering and decaying, and forces Dong Xiaotian to keep retreating.

"It is worthy of the Tianjiao of the Nine Swords Sect, it is really powerful. ”

The people watching the battle were amazed, Huo Donglai's kind of spirit of looking down on the world showed his conceit and strength.

Dong Xiaotian's face was solemn, and he attacked hundreds of moves, and he didn't even touch the corners of his opponent's clothes, this gap made him feel bad.

From the very beginning, Dong Xiaotian understood that the gap between himself and Huo Donglai was not small, but he never thought that the real gap was even bigger than he imagined.

Taking a deep breath, Dong Xiaotian suppressed the cranky thoughts in his heart, quickly adjusted the combat plan, and adopted the method of avoiding the important and light.

The swordsmanship of the Thousand Grass Sect is mainly dexterous, and it cannot be compared with the Nine Swords Sect in terms of power at all.

Competing at the same level, the loss is obvious.

"You say, that kid's realm is not as good as Huo Donglai, his swordsmanship is not as good as Huo Donglai, this battle is better than a hair, is he sick in the brain?"

"It's not that he has a sick brain, it's that he has no choice, Huo Donglai wants to kill him, can he not fight?"

There are latecomers who don't know the situation, and they feel that Dong Xiaotian has no hope at all.

"If that's all you can do, you can die. ”

Huo Donglai is extremely ruthless, a clown who jumps off the beam, he will not let the other party live too long.

Dong Xiaotian felt annoyed and laughed angrily: "This is just the beginning, you think that I will definitely lose at your hands?"

Huo Donglai said contemptuously: "Just an ant, do you think you can hold up a few tricks in my hands?"

Dong Xiaotian was furious and laughed wildly: "How many moves, if you can kill me within a hundred moves, even if you have the ability." ”

Huo Donglai snorted: "It's just you, you can't hold ten moves!"

Dong Xiaotian retorted: "It seems that you have forgotten the injury on your hand, this is the first time I have encountered such a forgetful person." ”

Huo Donglai said angrily: "You are looking for death!"

The words were still in his ears, Huo Donglai instantly moved sideways, appeared in front of Dong Xiaotian, and slapped his right hand in the face.

"Tiangang Sword!"

The cold voice came from Dong Xiaotian's mouth, with a loud anger, full of unyielding and strong.

Dong Xiaotian's chest was glowing, his long hair was flying, and a violent force was stretching, as if he was about to brace the sky.

At that moment, Dong Xiaotian's eyes were extraordinarily bright, and an invisible temperament was revealed, which surprised everyone who visited the exhibition.

"Heart-piercing sword!"

Huo Donglai suffered a loss once, how could he be fooled twice?

Huo Donglai's chest was glowing, and a sword light overflowed, and the spiritual fire was entangled, like lightning, releasing the light of destruction.

Dong Xiaotian's eyes widened, his left hand was like a hook, and a sword flew out of his palm, projecting a chilling light.

"Thousand Swords Red Makeup!"

The cold voice revealed a terrifying killing, and the moment it sounded, the entire night sky was instantly lit up.

Thousands of sword rays burned in an instant, turning into crimson sword makeup, like the unjust souls of hell roaring, enveloping Huo Donglai!

"Left-handed sword, this is ......"

Ye Mochen and Tie Huajun both exclaimed, their eyes showing an uplifting light.

Huo Donglai roared angrily, he couldn't imagine that Dong Xiaotian was so cunning, the Tiangang Sword turned out to be just a false move, and the real killing move was in his left hand!

A crimson glow spread out, forming a defensive shield.

Huo Donglai rushed to the sky, trying to avoid the Thousand Swords Red Makeup, but unfortunately it was too late.

At that moment, the sword qi flew under the night sky, the fire trees and silver flowers, and the strangled sword qi was like a cocoon of light, leaving Huo Donglai with nowhere to hide.

The void twisted, and the sound of swords colliding into a thunderbolt of the clear sky caused a piercing roar.

Huo Donglai was covered in blood, his long hair was messy, and he was going crazy.

was injured by Dong Xiaotian again, which made him crazy with hatred, and he felt too embarrassed!

Dong Xiaotian's whole body was entangled in the wind, and his long flying hair spread upwards, and the tips of his hair flashed with a faint blue light, swallowing the moonlight.

"The Tianjiao of the Nine Swords Sect is nothing more than that. ”

Dong Xiaotian sneered and slapped Huo Donglai hard.

"Shut up!"

Huo Donglai scolded angrily, he underestimated the enemy, but he couldn't tolerate the ridicule of the opponent.

"Within three moves, take your dog's head!"

Huo Donglai was murderous, his torn clothes were flying, accompanied by a little blood flower, turning into a sword in the night, hovering outside him.

Huo Donglai stretched out his right hand, and the sword light in his palm converged, turning into a pale red long sword, flashing with spiritual light.

It was a seven-grade spirit sword, sharp and sharp, with a spiritual fire on the sword, releasing a demonic smile.

Dong Xiaotian's eyes were cold and arrogant, the battle intent in his chest was like madness, he was not afraid at all, the long sword in his left hand trembled, and the small sword roared like an angry wave, wave after wave.

Shrouded in moonlight, Dong Xiaotian has a unique temperament, like grass in the wind, the sky is not afraid, the earth is not afraid.