Chapter 42: The Thousands of Autumns Are Different, and the Eternal Battle of Lingyun Peak (3)

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"Sevenfold Flame!"

The barren rock was alone against the two, but he was not afraid at all, and his hands struck out at the same time, one left and one right, and the majestic power went straight to the flames.

"Ten Thousand Rocks"

"Boom!"

Yang Xuan and Mo Soul took a step back at the same time, only to see ghosts in the air, Xie Juntian stretched out his hand and pressed it, and the sword light directly took the ghost envoy, "Tianyuan Sword!"

Feng Chen chuckled, "This kind of big battle won't wait for me." Just as he was about to step forward, he suddenly struck with two strong winds behind him, and pressed his backhand with a sword, "Morning and Dusk Sword!"

The black and white sword qi and the two colors of light one brown and one purple knocked down together, Zhuge Cangnan's five strings were unfurled, and the five strong winds carried the flames straight away, and the sound of the flute rose from the ground, like a flying phoenix attacking from the side.

Feng Chen smiled, "It's good to come!"

"Mahayana Sword!"

Among the thirteen people, only Shen Hui had no opponent, and he couldn't help but smile, "Changkong, I miss you a little, but the opportunity is rare, forgive me for going first." ”

Before the words fell, the fairy sword came from top to bottom, and Xie Juntian's long sword was like a royal nine sky, looking at the sky and fell.

"That's kind of interesting. Shen Hui flicked his sleeves, and the flames burst out, transforming into a red long sword, and directly took Xie Juntian.

The array flag waved, the yin wind gusted, and the ghost envoy opened his teeth and claws, rushing towards Xiao Yu.

For a time, all kinds of tricks came one after another, one moment the blood light danced, one moment the golden light broke through the sky, one moment the sword edge flashed, and one time the white rainbow ran through the sun; or there was a melodious sound of the piano, the transverse flute followed, or there was an orange flame flying, and a thousand heavy flames were born; the peaks and peaks of the four fields were stacked, the streamers were overflowing, the ghosts and gods danced together, and the ice and snow were all over the sky; as for the breeze flying, the figures were vertical and horizontal, and the autumn leaves were dancing in the air, it was difficult to tell the words.

Everyone was dumbfounded, every move of the thirteen people was beyond their imagination, and each of them changed their opponents from time to time, although there was a slight gap between the strengths of the people, but none of them fell into an obvious disadvantage.

Among them, the most active ones are Ink Soul and Yang Xuan, the two of them are perfectly controlled by the flames, and the two-color flames of one orange and one red shuttle freely through the crowd. Gradually, everyone's opponent was slowly fixed, Xiao Yu just took this opportunity to confirm the sword intent of the Buddha, and most of the wind attacked towards Feng Chen, Feng Chen naturally understood, and all kinds of sword momentum counterattacked Xiao Yu.

Looking at it, Feng Lingyue and Xiao Li were still intersecting with Fengxue, Xie Juntian was competing with Huangyan, Shen Hui, Yin Ran, and Zhuo Ling were fighting, and Mo Soul and Yang Xuan were fighting Lin Yurou and Zhuge Cangnan.

The styles of each person's fighting are completely different, Feng Lingyue and Xiao Li are more breezy and drizzly, every move is wonderful to the peak, but they can't see how much power there is, and Xiao Yu and Feng Chen are even more based on sword intent communication, and there are few head-to-head confrontations. In contrast, Shen Hui, Yin Ran and Zhuo Ling fought very fiercely, Yin Ran suddenly met the master with great interest, a bloody knife really went to heaven and earth, everywhere, and the magnificent sword light was vertical and horizontal, which was terrifying.

On the other side, Xie Juntian and Huang Yan often only exchanged a move for a long time, facing Xie Juntian, even if he was as strong as Huang Yan's eyes became very solemn, and he no longer had any reservations, although the two of them did not have many tricks, but every time they fought each other, everyone was amazed.

Yang Xuan's four people come and go, the moves are extremely gorgeous, Zhuge Cangnan has never been convinced by Yang Xuan, but only after the fight did he know Yang Xuan's true strength, and he couldn't help but be more jealous of Xie Juntian in his heart. The cooperation between him and Lin Yurou is very tacit, but Yang Xuan and Mo Soul attack and defend, and they are also extraordinary, and the thirteen people are raising one after another, which is breathtaking.

Yin Ran slashed out, the blood light cut through the ghost envoy, and suddenly there was a dizziness in his brain, and the knife that slashed towards Zhuo Ling turned out, and countless ghost envoys roared over, surrounding Yin Ran in the middle.

The silver light in Shen Hui's eyes flashed, and his figure left three phantoms in the air in a row, and in an instant, he had reached Feng Lingyue and Xiao Li.

Yin Ran's long knife shook, and the blood was monstrous, "Shen Hui, where to go!" The ghost shadow was shattered in an instant, but the yin wind rose again, and the ghost envoys in the sky were still crisscrossing in all directions.

"Shen Hui has left, what's the benefit of you and me blindly entangled?"

Zhuo Ling's pale face smiled gloomily, "Don't worry, he has someone to stop him, we are fighting just right, how can I let you escape easily." ”

Yin Ran suddenly heard the word "escape", the blood flashed in his eyes, the long knife rolled in the air, and the three-zhang blood knife took Zhuo Ling directly.

"Sword Saint!"

Zhuo Ling was just about to provoke Yin Ran, and at this moment, when he saw the sinister coming of the blood knife, he was not afraid at all, and in one fell swoop, a thunder lizard several feet long rushed out of the banner and rushed straight towards the blood knife.

"Boom!"

The two horns of the thunder lizard were cut off with a single knife, and both claws hit the blood knife at the same time, although it did not shatter the blood knife, it made the blood knife deviate from the direction, and immediately carved a crack a zhang long on the mountain rock.

Zhuo Ling twitched slightly, if this knife fell on him, he was afraid that he would be half dead, and the blood knife in Yin Ran's hand seemed to be ordinary, but it was so powerful. At that moment, instead of retreating, he advanced, and as soon as the spirit flag danced, the nine blue wolf beast souls rushed towards Yin Ran quickly.

Shen Hui took the lead with one move, but unexpectedly retreated, and the source qi of his palms was urged, and a triple flame was arranged under him. Sure enough, there was a sudden cold in the air, and the triple flames condensed into ice at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a wisp of wind bypassed the ice, but instead of attacking Shen Hui, it rushed up into the clouds.

Xiao Li's scolding voice was already heard below, "Ling Yue, don't be fooled." ”

Feng Lingyue flew up, looked back and said with a smile, "Li'er, this is called a soldier who is not tired of cheating, Senior Brother Shen, thank you." ”

Shen Hui was originally going to make a move to stop Feng Lingyue, but when he saw Feng Lingyue smiling and thanking him, he panicked in his heart, and had let Feng Lingyue fall ten zhang away.

Xiao Liqing Lingling's voice clearly contained three points of complaint, "I said nerd, haven't you seen a beautiful woman, don't you keep up?"

Shen Hui's face suddenly turned red, like a hawthorn in October, the streamer between his eyebrows flickered, and his spiritual attack went straight to Feng Lingyue. Unexpectedly, the mental attack that had never been tried and tested clearly hit Feng Lingyue, but she was not affected in any way, and she still swayed forward, and during this delay, Feng Lingyue had already gone up a few feet.

Xiao Lizhi shook his head, "It's useless, when a man sees a woman, it's like losing his soul." The source qi urged, and the cold ice suddenly condensed.

"Boom!"

The golden light suddenly bloomed, and a spear broke through the air in the haze, and the sharp spear instantly cut off the cold ice, Xiao Li's face was cold, "You will defend her, I don't want to eat her!"

The huge phantom condensed in an instant, and the reckless martial soul in white clothes won the snow, and slashed out with a sword.

"Lingyun Immortal Sword!"

Xiao Yu's expression was instantly solemn, there was only one person in this world who could make him go all out, and that was Xie Juntian.

Tianshu, open!

The magnificent sword intent is like the rising sun, in the bright golden light, the ancient sword chant resounded through the sky, and under the background of the ancient Xuanwen, the golden giant sword is like the creation sword, directly taking Xie Juntian.

"Demon Slaying Sword!"

The first head-to-head confrontation between the two peerless sons of heaven, no matter what the purpose, the two are destined to be lifelong enemies, and in a magnificent life, if there is no opponent who competes for each other, how lonely it should be.

"Boom!"

The golden and white swords burst into flames, and everyone stopped all other movements almost at the same time, watching the outcome of this move.

"Boom, boom!"

The sword qi burst out wantonly, and in the dazzling light, two figures, one black and one blue, retreated at the same time, but the blue figure only retreated seven feet before standing firmly, while the black figure fell one foot away.

Everyone gasped, after all, Xie Juntian is stronger, the distance is enough to explain everything. Xiao Yu's strongest move was easily broken by Xie Juntian in this way, and everyone's eyes looking at Xie Juntian became more complicated.

Xie Juntian won with one move, but he was not half happy, he looked at the flashing light in Xiao Yu's eyes, which was clearly passionate battle intent and unyielding will. Even though others didn't know, he understood that this might not be Xiao Yu's strongest strength, and a very shallow smile finally flashed in his always cold eyes, "Very good!"

Xiao Yu's body moved, and he had already flown up a few feet, Xie Juntian's eyes faintly revealed a chill, he naturally understood that Xiao Yu didn't want to escape, but just wanted to step forward to protect Feng Lingyue.

Xiao Yuren was in mid-air, pressed his palm weakly, and the dark golden sword light broke out of the air, and the six sword rays contained Zhong Qi's Buddha meaning, "Six mortal magic swords!"

Feng Chen stepped on it one step, only to see a blue shadow flashing, like a Lingyun Immortal Crane, soaring upward. Arashian stretched out his hand and pressed the mountain rock, and his eyes suddenly opened up, and his body moved and followed closely.