In the midst of the clamour, a huge ruler finally leaked through the thunder that was gradually becoming sparse, and Leng Buding smashed on the back of Xia Yunjie, who was controlling the thunder and the White Tiger Little Demon Sword.

Xia Yunjie staggered, and a trace of blood surged on his white face, and then faded in an instant.

"This Wu Xian Country is really powerful, even if Luo Fu Zhenren's eldest disciple Ying Ning is definitely not his opponent, he is definitely the first person under the four overlords of the entire vast realm, but unfortunately after all, it is still difficult to defeat four hands with two fists!" The spectators all shook their heads in regret.

Ying Ning's solemn and gloomy face finally showed a relaxed smile.

A self-deprecating smile escaped from the corner of Luofu Zhenren's mouth, he still overestimated the other party after all, but he was secretly relieved in his heart.

It's really that Xia Yunjie's performance just now is too scary, but fortunately, his realm is only in the middle of Vientiane after all, otherwise if he is allowed to go further, even Luofu Zhenren is not sure if he can take care of him.

Dongze Snake King looked at a stumbling Xia Yunjie, his eyes flashing with an indecisive gaze.

Yue Hengdao and Yanshan Sword Immortal both glanced at the Dongze Snake King, and a meaningful sneer escaped from the corner of their mouths.

Dongze Snake King felt the gaze of the two, and sighed helplessly in his heart, his gaze returned to calm, but there was always a trace of greed and unwillingness when he looked at Xia Yunjie in the depths of his eyes.

"I hit him! I hit him! When the monk who sacrificed the giant ruler saw that he had hit Xia Yunjie, who was like a thunder god, he shouted excitedly and excitedly, his pale face was flushed, and the injuries all over his body seemed to be healed.

Just when the monk who sacrificed the giant ruler was so excited that he shouted again and again, Xia Yunjie was originally as still as water, his crystal clear eyes lit up with a touch of blood, and a trace of violent killing aura emanated from him.

Xia Yunjie stopped casting the Thunder Spell, and a red light appeared in his hand with the sound of a bird chirping through the golden cracked stone, revealing a sharp flying sword that burned with raging fire and exuded a scorching aura.

"I was hit! You're good! Xia Yunjie slowly raised the Vermilion Bird Little Demon Sword and pointed at the monk who was so excited that he shouted again and again, and said. The voice was indifferent, not hurried or slow, as if he was saying something very relaxed and ordinary.

But everyone felt a chill hit them, especially the monk who was so excited that he shouted again and again, and suddenly his face suddenly became extremely pale, and he flew back without thinking.

"Where to run!" Xia Yunjie snorted coldly, and a red light slashed towards the monk like electricity.

"Stop him! Kill him! "No one expected that Xia Yunjie would no longer cast spells or use flying swords, but directly held the flying sword in his hand and killed people with swords.

The unity of the sword man and the man, this is the most ferocious and direct way of fighting in sword cultivation! The body and mana are used together on the flying sword, once defeated, there is no room for maneuver, and the body and soul are destroyed!

When someone came back to their senses, the red light had already passed through the magic weapon in the sky, followed by a huge blade with flames slashing down from the sky.

"Luofu Zhenren Saves ......"

Before the word "I" could be shouted, the blood rain fell all over the sky, and the monk who was shouting proudly and excitedly just now was split in half from head to toe by a sword, and even Yuan Ying was burned by the flames carried by the sword before he could fly out.

Heaven and earth suddenly fell silent!

A little white light streaked across the sky, and the White Tiger Little Demon Sword fell into Xia Yunjie's other hand.

A sword is cold and shining, like a world of ice and snow, and a sword flame is monstrous, like a sea of fire.

Xia Yunjie held two swords, standing majestically under the sky, his eyes coldly swept over the monks who were still more than 100 people and horses, but all of them were pale and bloodless, and his eyes were timid, and he said sharply: "Come on, who else dares to shout again!" ”

Facing the lord of Wuxian Country, who was holding two swords and seemed to be a killing god, everyone's hearts were trembling, without any sense of security.

The person who was killed just now was one of the ten Vientiane late stage monks in this team, and he was also the top Vientiane late stage monk, otherwise how could his magic weapon dodge the thunder and smash on Xia Yunjie's back?

But in the end, he only smashed him once, and he actually killed him with a sword in the "thousands of troops"!

"He's at the end of his rope! Don't be afraid, go up and kill him together, don't let him have a chance to breathe! Ying Ning saw that Xia Yunjie suppressed everyone with a sword, and her originally relaxed face became gloomy again, and she screamed.

"Yes, Elder Infant is right, he is already at the end of his rope, and he can't toss for long, let's kill it together!" Ying Ning's words reminded everyone, and everyone shouted one after another.

"At the end of the road?" Xia Yunjie raised the sky with a long roar, and Tsing Yi hunted and hunted.

A white light and a red light suddenly shone brightly, and one person and two swords rushed towards the more than a hundred people like a tiger descending from a mountain.

One after another, the light lit up again, and they all fell towards the person and the two swords.

Seeing that Huaguang was smashed down one after another, Xia Yunjie didn't swing his sword to block it, but just opened his mouth and spewed a few breaths of vitality.

As soon as that vitality erupted, the surrounding water spiritual power suddenly rioted, and with that vitality as the center, it condensed into several crystal dragons that were crystal clear, and their bodies exuded cold light, several feet long.

Several crystal dragons roared, coiling on top of Xia Yunjie's head and around his body.

Dayu controls the water, singing through the ages, Xia Yunjie is the inheritor of Xia Yu's bloodline, and naturally knows how to manipulate the water system spell. What's more, he can also incarnate as a yellow dragon.

Dragons are born to drive clouds and fog, and travel clouds and rain!

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! "The magic weapon in the sky fell, and the thick bodies of several crystal dragons coiled in layers, and they actually blocked the magic weapon in the sky.

Seeing that the magic weapon fell from the sky, it was blocked by several crystal dragons cast by Xia Yunjie, and the faces of the people in the Louvre changed dramatically, and they all wanted to recall the magic weapon, but unfortunately it was too late.

Xia Yunjie held two swords in his hand and rushed into the crowd like a hungry tiger pounced.

The sword fell, the flesh and blood flew, and the heads, stumps and broken arms fell from the sky like rain to Wu Mountain.

The strong bloody aura rushed all the way with Xia Yunjie, as if a thick river of blood was flowing behind him.

"At the end of the road? Who would dare to fight again? Do you dare to fight? Killing all the way, until the front was empty, Xia Yunjie suddenly stopped, turned around slowly, and looked at Ying Ning and Luofu Zhenren from afar, covered in blood, like a bloody killing god.

A violent and ferocious aura burst out from his body, enveloping this piece of heaven and earth, making everyone's hearts tremble, even Nayue Hengdao, Yanshan Sword Immortal, Dongze Snake King, and Luofu Zhenren all began to really show a dignified face.

Rushing all the way to kill, more than 100 Vientiane monks, nearly half of them were killed, and the rest were all frightened, not to mention that they had no ability to fight, I am afraid that they will be shrouded in this shadow in their hearts in this life, and the chance of breaking through is slim.

"Who would dare to fight again?" Xia Yunjie's gaze slowly swept around, and he roared again, the light of the White Tiger Little Demon Sword and the Vermilion Bird Little Demon Sword in his hand was even better than before.

The killing made them further refined, and their quality was purer and more condensed than before, and the ferocious aura was also stronger.

Among the monks who had survived the slaughter and the catastrophe, none of them dared to take another step, and Ye Qiuhong, who had survived the catastrophe, did not dare to mention any revenge, and directly turned into a rainbow, and flew down to the side of the Yanshan Immortal Sword with a pale face, as if only by standing beside him could he feel a trace of safety.

Ying Ning's face was gloomy as if he could drip water, and his eyes flashed with murderous intent, obviously wanting to kill again.

"Ying Ning, set up a formation to kill him." Just when Ying Ning's eyes flickered with murderous intent and wanted to kill people, Luo Fuzhen's voice rang out, and there was a trace of solemnity in his tone.

"It's Master!" Ying Ning bowed slightly, then held the golden flag in his hand and shouted: "Bu Qiankun Bagua Array!" ”

It's too late, it's too soon. When Xia Yunjie was fighting fiercely, the people of the Louvre had actually prepared on the periphery, and under Ying Ning's order, he himself instantly turned into a golden light and fell on the position of the dry horse. There is another female fairy among the eight immortals in the Louvre, holding a black flag, turning into a black light and falling on the position of Kun Niu.

Dry is a horse, Kun is a cow. The dry horse needs to be guarded by the qi of the yang, and the kun cow needs to be guarded by the essence of the yin.

In the Qiankun Bagua Array, as soon as Ying Ning and the female fairy fell in these two positions, the other six disciples of Luofu Zhenren also flew up one after another, each of them fell behind, and the disciples of other disciples of the Louvre Palace fell behind the eight of them, just surrounding Xia Yunjie in the middle.

After everyone was in place, suddenly there were strange fluctuations in the space, and eight pillars of light rose into the sky, turning into eight gates, each of which was guarded by an ancient giant beast of different shapes.

Qian is a horse, Kun is a cow, Zhen is a dragon, Xun is a chicken, Kan is a pig, Li is a pheasant, Gen is a dog, and Dui is a sheep.

These eight gates are the eight gates of Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Li, Gen, and Dui, also known as the eight gates of rest, life, injury, Du, Jing, death, shock, and opening.

This array is really the Louvre Town Faction Big Array.

In the vast realm, the four major sects, the Louvre is good at formation, the Yanshan Sword School is good at swords, the Hengdao Hall is good at swords, and Dongze Snake Island is good at water and thunder magic.

The manifestation of the Qiankun Bagua Array, suddenly there was a great heavenly power directly towards Xia Yunjie to suppress it, and there was a murderous aura in the array, wind, fire, thunder and lightning, the wind is not an ordinary wind, but a wind knife that can grind gold and iron, fire is not a mortal fire, but the real fire of the life, and the thunder and lightning are not the fire and lightning of the mortal world, but the thunder and lightning that fall from the sky.

In the world full of wind, fire, thunder and lightning, Xia Yunjie suddenly looked extraordinarily small, like a light boat in the sea of huge waves, any wave seemed to be able to overturn it and beat it to powder.

Although the people watching the battle were not in the formation, they were also pressed by the vast heavenly power emitted by the large array, and the wind, fire, thunder and lightning in the array were even more terrifying.

"Qiankun Bagua Array! Unexpectedly, in order to kill the lord of the Wuxian country, the Louvre actually set up a large array of town factions, it seems that this time the lord of the Wuxian country is in a catastrophe! The people watching the battle were all a little pale, and their eyes were frightened.

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