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There was a strong killing intent in the voice to kill Xiao Yang.

Xiao Yang is not dead, it is difficult to calm the anger in the heart of the Meteor Sect, and it is difficult to save the face of the Meteor Sect tonight.

"Kill him!"

Thunder fell.

Kou Ko looked at Xiao Yang coldly, she would not make the second mistake, the qi was directly shrouded in Xiao Yang's body, this time, Xiao Yang would never have the slightest chance to escape.

"Kill!"

The four great thrones that surrounded Xiao Yang burst with killing intent at the same time, especially the Deyao Throne, the strength of his own transformation was shocked by this kid just now, although there was an element of underestimating the enemy, but the Deyao Throne was also regarded as a great shame.

Call!

The hammer in his hand was the first to be raised and smashed towards Xiao Yang.

The hammer shadow is heavy, spreading over thousands of cliffs.

Xiao Yang's figure flashed back sharply, and the long sword in his hand swung downwards at the same time, and the sword light shot out, and the sword intent like a tide met the hammer shadow swung by the Deyao Throne.

Sonor!

As soon as he dipped and retreated, his clever sword moves dissolved most of the attack power of Deyao's heavy hammer attack.

Among the people watching the battle on the Qianzhang Cliff, many people were secretly amazed.

"It really has the power to fight back."

"Where did this Xiao Yang come from, it's not simple."

"Could it be that he is a disciple of a secluded cultivator?"

The leaders of the three dragon protection families who looked at this scene couldn't help but be shocked.

"It's been so many years, and I've never seen such a sword master." The Xingchen Throne of the Halberd Sect couldn't help but admire, and at the same time, there was a sigh and emotion in his eyes.

Once upon a time, there were countless strong people with swords, such as carp crossing the river.

In a hundred years, it has withered so much.

Naturally, Xiao Yang did not use all the martial arts related to the sword venerable at the moment.

Sword light, hammer shadow.

The battle between life and death, in just a few breaths, has reached a white heat. The Deyao Throne dealt with Xiao Yang, and the other three Thrones were ready to make a move at any time. However, in their eyes, there is no need to make a move.

To deal with Xiao Yang, if you want to shoot together with several thrones with strength exceeding ten changes, it will be too much to look up to him.

The more the Deyao Throne fought, the more ferocious it became, every person from the Meteor Sect, whenever he used a heavy hammer, it was as if he was born with divine power, and under the pressure of the powerful momentum, a wave of attacks far more swift than a wave swept out, and in an instant, Xiao Yang was placed in the center of the storm.

Eighteen Dancing Wind Hammers!

This is not the first time Xiao Yang has encountered it.

The eighteen dancing wind hammers in the hands of the Deyao Throne are even more powerful than the Fox Throne.

In the battle in the forest, Xiao Yang let the Fox Venerable Seat cast eighteen hammers in a row, perfectly combining all the strength and momentum, and that kind of attack, he was forced to use the 'Thousand Autumn Beauty'.

At that time, Xiao Yang successfully killed the Fox Venerable Throne and destroyed the mouth.

This time, Xiao Yang didn't think that he would be able to wipe out all the hundreds or thousands of people present.

"We can't let him do that."

Xiao Yang's mind moved lightly, and his figure moved against the wind, dodging the attack of the Fox Throne, and at the same time, his wrist shook rapidly, and one after another exquisite sword lights shot out, counterattacking the Eighteen Dancing Wind Hammers of the Deyao Throne.

Eighteen dance wind hammers, once danced, a hammer is better than a hammer, and the momentum that gradually condenses has the power to force the space.

Tenth Dance!

Eleventh Dance!

Xiao Yang felt that the attacks around him were getting denser and denser.

Ordinary attacks were simply impossible to resist, and they couldn't stop Deyao Venerable from continuing to hammer the Eighteen Dancing Wind Hammers.

In fact, Xiao Yang's current performance is enough to amaze everyone around him.

In the eyes of others, he is a transformation of the image, and the deyao throne is transformed into an eleventh transformation, which is simply not the same level of existence.

"This Xiao Yang is going to die tonight, it just depends on how long he can struggle."

"Not bad."

Sou! Sou! Sou!

Xiao Yang's figure flashed in the air, pulling out three afterimages, but they were instantly destroyed by the Dancing Wind Hammer.

"I'm going to have to try it."

Xiao Yang's figure moved and took off, and the long sword on his wrist suddenly flashed countless strange lights, and at this moment, the silver long sword burst out with a burst of cold light, and the sword momentum suddenly increased dozens of times from the previous lukewarm.

At this moment, it seems that the dynasty is in the ascendancy, as if it dominates the mountains and rivers.

Thousands of sword intent.

"Generations for generations!"

A sword, as if slashing through countless long years, tore apart one piece of space after another.

A sword, through the spring and autumn.

A sword, piercing through time and space.

Thousand generations of swords!

In the ancient tomb of the mass grave at the point of no return, Xiao Yang was fortunate to learn the wonderful swordsmanship from a wall.

The name of the sword, for thousands of generations!

The sword light was like a rippling lake, instantly covering the eighteen dancing wind hammers swept by the storm.

A little chill dripped down on the heart of Deyao Venerable.

Chill gently.

The Wind Hammer seemed to have come to a standstill......

"Broken !!"

The sword light seemed to be covered with flying snow, and in an instant, all the storms swept up by the Eighteen Dancing Wind Hammers were suppressed, and in an instant, the figure of the Deyao Venerable Throne retreated suddenly.

Forced back!

Everyone around was shocked and couldn't believe it.

A little guy who has changed his image has forced the Deyao throne that has changed into eleven transformations to retreat.

Moreover, it is a frontal bombardment.

"Generations for generations!" A cold light flashed in the eyes of the Kou Throne, "The mastery of the former generation of strange swordsmen? ”

Strange swordsman, no door and no faction, although the swordsmanship is superb, but he does not belong to the line of Jianzun.

Although the eyes of the Kou Ko Venerable Throne were slightly shocked, his expression was extremely indifferent, "The deity has already guessed that you have a secret on you. It turned out that I don't know where I got the unique knowledge of the strange swordsman! But you're going to have to die tonight. "The Kou Throne seems to have penetrated everything about Xiao Yang at a glance. Everything is under her control.

"Heaven and earth, no one can save you!" This time, it was the words shouted by Deyao Zunzuo, his eyes burst with fierce light, and the heavy hammer in his hand had burst out with powerful energy, gushing out wildly.

suffered losses in front of Xiao Yang twice in a row, and the Deyao Throne was already on the verge of going berserk, and he was about to kill Xiao Yang and relieve his hatred.

"Avatar Attached! Nine Dragons Lock Cloud Array! ”

Deyao Zun Throne sacrificed a powerful hole card, and in an instant, his whole body trembled, and nine avatars were attached to it, swarming out.

Dragon Stance!

It was like nine dragons, with a roar, and the clouds covered Xiao Yang like a mist.

"If no one saves me, I will save myself!" Xiao Yang saw the ferocity of Deyao's throne, and his eyes instantly rose with a strong and high-spirited fighting intent, and his body was full of heroic spirit soaring into the sky, his eyes were cold and shining, and his heart roared, "If the sky wants to destroy me, I will step on the sky!" You're going to kill me, I can't kill you? ”

"I want to see, in this heaven and earth, who can save you?" In an instant, the murderous power in Xiao Yang's eyes burst out, and the power in his body seemed to burst out at this moment, all concentrated in the sword.

Facing the all-out attack of the Deyao Throne, Xiao Yang was not only not afraid, but instead aroused a strong arrogance in his heart.

The sword melted into the wind, and in an instant, Xiao Yang actually entered the state when he had an epiphany about the wind sword.

I am the wind, and the wind is me.

I have a sword in my hand, and my sword is in the wind, and the sword is the wind, and the wind is my sword.

The three merge as if they are indistinguishable from each other.

However, at this moment, the Nine Dragons locked the cloud array, completely annihilating Xiao Yang.

"This son will surely die."

"The big picture is decided."

"The Nine Dragons Lock Cloud Array of the Deyao Throne, even if it is me, I am not sure to break it."

However, everyone didn't know what to do, but at this moment, there was already a dark shock in the eyes of the Deyao Throne, Xiao Yang was in the array, and the Nine Dragons Lock Cloud brought a violent hurricane, which didn't seem to have any effect on him. The wind came, just wrapped around him, and then drifted away.

A bad feeling arose in the heart of Deyao Venerable, and he immediately did not hesitate.

"Nine Dragons Strangling!"

With a loud shout, the nine dragons roared, and the ground exploded in the dark night, the nine dragons strangled, the strongest killing move!

In the Nine Dragons Lock Cloud Array, suddenly, Xiao Yang's eyes widened a little, and a wanton laughter resounded all over his body, as if everything in front of him was like a passing cloud in his eyes, a vain thing, and it could be destroyed by raising his palm.

"If the dragon wants to kill me, I will slay the dragon!"

This sound, as if it was a declaration, directly reverberated throughout the entire Qianzhang Cliff.

The person who heard the voice did not have time to make any expression......

At this time, in the Nine Dragons Lock Cloud Array, the sword in Xiao Yang's hand moved.

If you don't move, you have moved. Fast as lightning, strong as thunder!

"Wind Sword First Style ......"

Xiao Yang Imperial Sword, word by word, proudly resounded.

Falling with the wind.

"A flash of lightning!"

Shout!!!

A flash, like electricity! But it was like a thunderbolt bombardment.

Like lightning tearing through the night, it was indestructible, and in a flash of lightning, a sword was dispatched along a faint crack in the Nine Dragons Lock Cloud Array.

The wind and clouds change color.

Xiao Yang's self-created mastery, the Wind Sword, was displayed for the first time in front of hundreds of thousands of people.

And this display has achieved the name of Xiao Yang!

Everyone present remembered this moment in their hearts, and it will be indelible for a lifetime.

With a shocking sword, no one can catch the trajectory, and when the figure stops, the tip of the sword ...... It has appeared behind the throne of Deyao. To be precise, it was stabbed in the chest, and the tip of the sword was stained with blood, and it was stabbed out in the back.

A sword pierced the heart, so that when Deyao Zunzuo performed the strongest attack, he was still expecting to wait for the other party to die, and he would live and die.

"It's all said, in heaven and on earth, no one can save you." Xiao Yang's voice gently raised when Deyao Throne still had the most trace of consciousness, and Deyao Throne's eyes widened, and his vitality disappeared.

It was a shocking scene.

The entire Qianzhang Cliff was silent.

However, Xiao Yang didn't give the Meteor Sect people time to react again, and even the long sword inserted into the body of the Deyao Throne didn't have time to pull it out, and directly slapped it out with a palm, and with a bang, the body of the Deyao Throne was slapped towards the other Meteor Sect Thrones, and at the same time, Xiao Yang's figure fell quickly with the help of his strength.

Since there is no way up, Xiao Yang's only choice is the bottom of the cliff.

The only way to escape.

Shout!

The figure plummeted down.

"Chase!!" The shock in the eyes of the Kou Zun Throne reacted, and she burst into anger and cheers.

The figures of the three great thrones swept down, but at this moment, a row of scorching waves of fire rushed straight up below, and the power was amazing. The three thrones were shocked, and their figures flashed back again and again.

"Hahaha!"

At the bottom of the cliff, the sound of wanton laughter.

"Dragon Guardian Family, Meteor Sect. But that's it! ”

But that's it!

But that's it!

But that's it......

The sound echoed, fading away.