Naturally, the mountain is not really ten thousand feet high, it appears in the air like ink, about four meters high, but it still has a majestic momentum, which makes people feel breathless at a glance.

As Qi Hongyi threw it with a fan, the mountain rose again, and with the momentum of ten thousand jun, it smashed down on Zhao Xingyu.

With Qi Hong's cultivation in the upper realm, he would never be able to conjure such a mountain peak with his own mental power alone, and it was under the urging of the Qi family's supreme treasure that he could use his whole body cultivation to perform such a powerful and incomparable move.

What would it be like to be hit by a mountain? Zhao Xingyu was about to feel it.

He let out a low roar, and cyan flames ignited all over his body, and the blazing cyan flames seemed to rise from under the nine abysses, soaring into the sky, and resisting the mountain peak.

The plants and even the sand and gravel at Zhao Xingyu's feet turned into charred black ashes in an instant, and he gritted his teeth, like a giant holding the sky, blocking the mountain peak in mid-air.

"I don't believe that this mountain can't crush you!" Qi Hongyi shouted angrily, but then he gasped for breath, and this move almost drained his mental power.

But he stared at Zhao Xingyu, who was burning all over, waiting for the moment when the mountain peak suppressed him.

This huge momentum made Jiang Ling can't help but look sideways, and his heart is shocked, that is, at this moment, Jiang Xiaobai stepped on the dragon head of a vine dragon, the sword body silver bloomed, he stretched forward the hands holding the sword, and the silver light covered his body, and the person and the sword seemed to merge in an instant.

A vine dragon stopped in front of him, and the sword stabbed into the vine dragon's body, and then tore through the dragon's body, directly through it.

Jiang Xiaobai turned into a comet and rushed straight towards Jiang Ling!

It's just a blink of an eye, the long sword is approaching, and the silver light has already reflected on Jiang Ling's eyes, there is not the slightest panic in those eyes, I saw Jiang Ling gritting his teeth and clenching his fists, enduring the stinging pain of his eyeballs, staring at the person and the sword.

Boom!

The earth three meters in front of Jiang Ling broke open, and the fifth vine dragon burst into the sky from the earth!

This was not a vine dragon that Jiang Ling temporarily called, but it was hidden underground from the beginning, waiting for Jiang Xiaobai's approach.

The vine dragon hit Jiang Xiaobai's chest, he flipped up, stepped on the dragon's claws, and then the long sword slashed out quickly.

The silver light flickered, and Jiang Ling didn't even see how many swords the other party had at this moment.

That vine dragon has been broken into countless pieces!

Jiang Xiaobai tiptoed a little and rushed again.

How could he not know that the most important thing for a warrior to fight with the enemy is to close the distance, but those six vine dragons are rushing and intertwined with each other, how can they be so easy to deal with. If you only care about rushing, as long as you are not careful, you will be entangled by a vine dragon, and then another vine dragon will also go crazy.

If Pratt had been replaced to pick up the six vine dragons, he might have been imprisoned alive by the vine dragons to death by now.

Even Jiang Xiaobai didn't expect that when he seized the opportunity to break through the entanglement of the vine dragon and was about to bully him, the other party actually left a hand underground, and almost forced himself back.

Regardless of the physical injury, he made a decisive move, smashing the vine dragon that broke through the ground at the fastest speed, rushed forward again with one blow, and successfully came to Jiang Ling's eyes.

With a bang, he pierced the barrier erected by Jiang Ling with his mind with only one sword.

The silver long sword swung again, and the sword light flowed, like a meteor piercing the night sky.

The rattan wall summoned by Jiang Ling was torn apart in the blink of an eye

Crumbs scattered.

Jiang Xiaobai stepped on Lingyi's steps, his robe turned, and he handed out another sword, and then there was another sound of shattering, and Jiang Ling's Divine Imperial Stone Shield was also broken with one move.

And Jiang Ling stepped on the vine and took five steps back.

Jiang Xiaobai was about to chase after him, but when he saw a flash of light, an illusory figure appeared behind Jiang Ling, and then disappeared in an instant.

"Huh?" Such a strange situation made Jiang Xiaobai raise his eyebrows, and he was alert, and his body was a little faster, and he sent out a sword.

A red guqin appeared in Jiang Ling's arms, Jiang Ling plucked the strings, and the sound of the piano sounded crisply.

The sound of the piano reached Jiang Xiaobai's ears in an instant, but to his ears, it didn't seem to be the sound of the piano, as if the drumsticks had fallen heavily on the war drums.

The long sword in his hand slammed into a sword.

Jiang Ling's fingers plucked the strings again, the sound of the piano sounded one after another, and the sound of war drums gradually became clear.

Jiang Xiaobai's eyes widened, and then narrowed again, at this moment he seemed to see that there were millions of heroes behind Jiang Ling, with flags in the sky and war horses neighing.

Jiang Ling, who had become red-clothed and red-haired, was the general who gave orders by beating drums.

The sound of the piano exploded, and the cavalry waved their spears to urge the war horses, and rushed towards Jiang Xiaobai. The sound of the piano was no longer the sound of drums, but the sonorous sound of iron hooves falling to the ground, the sound of spears piercing through the air.

Jiang Xiaobai stabilized his mind, swept up with a sword, and cut the cavalry company and horses into two sections.

The next moment, the sound of iron hooves sounded again, and three more cavalrymen marched forward bravely and charged towards Jiang Xiaobai.

Jiang Xiaobai was not surprised, and the long sword drew a silver trajectory left and right, and slashed the cavalry under the horse one after another. Then hurried footsteps sounded, and the infantry soldier slashed at him with a long ge in his hand.

Jiang Xiaobai had no intention of retreating, facing the soldiers who were coming to kill, his footwork was elegant, and the long sword in his hand was like integrating with himself, every time the sword fell, a soldier fell, and the white clothes moved forward two inches.

The poet immortal has clouds, kills one person in ten steps, and does not stay for thousands of miles.

This series of white robes kills ten people in one step, there is a great sense of breaking the trick with strength, and there is an invincible momentum that you can slaughter thousands of troops and horses, and I will slaughter them alone!

More than halfway through the sound of the piano, there were only two steps left between him and Jiang Ling.

Jiang Xiaobai's slightly narrowed eyes flashed, and he was about to rush forward, but the next moment his eyes were different and he stopped moving.

Vines rose at the feet of the red-clothed Jiang Ling, erecting a three-meter arrow tower, he stood on the upper floor, staring at Jiang Xiaobai indifferently with pale red eyes, his palm turned into an afterimage, and the strings were plucked rapidly, and the sound of the piano sounded rapidly.

At this moment, it was no longer the sound of the palm plucking the strings, but the sound of the bow and arrow leaving the string, the sound of countless feathered arrows breaking through the air.

A rain of arrows falling from the sky!

Jiang Xiaobai took a deep breath, clenched the long sword in his hand, and danced towards the rain of arrows falling all over the sky.

The sword drew a silver afterimage, like a flower of silver light, and shot down every arrow that came at him with precision.

The two of them fought so far, which attracted both Xi Jiu Praitt and Qi Hongyi to look sideways slightly.

"The little brother is really reliable." Xi Jiu glanced at Jiang Ling and then muttered, then she covered the bone knife wound on her shoulder with cold ice, and said to herself: "This red dress is really handsome." ”

Pratt also turned his head and glanced at it hurriedly, and said in surprise: "What kind of buff skill is this?" ”

"See, my little brother is ghosted, and you are dead

It's set! Xi Jiu didn't forget to pretend to drink, but the lines were too bad to have any intimidating effect.

Pratt slammed himself in the chest with the hilt of his knife, where there was a shallow, shallow, but painful wound. The reason why he did this was because the cold sword stabbed him in the chest just now, although with the good defensive power of his clothes and his timely adjustment of his body, this sword only made a small cut in his chest, but this sword covered the sword wound with a layer of frost, and it was still slowly spreading, as if it wanted to freeze his upper body.

He smashed the ice cube with the hilt of his sword, then took a sip and sneered, "Why don't you go up and show me." ”

After that, Pratt rushed forward again, at this moment his mind was no longer as firm as he was at the beginning, because not only did he fail to kill the female mage as quickly as he expected, at this time, Jiang Ling suddenly burst out with such a strong combat power, Pratt even felt that Jiang Xiaobai also had signs of defeat.

He was a little flustered, so he became more and more eager to cut the woman in front of him in two.

"Skywalker is really far from being comparable to people, such a bloody killing sound, such a fierce and terrifying sword, I am afraid that I will not be able to resist it when I am in the middle of the heavenly realm." Qi Hongyi glanced at the battle between Jiang Ling and Jiang Xiaobai with his spare eyes, and couldn't help but be surprised.

Moreover, he also saw that Jiang Ling had turned into a red dress at this time, and his eyes were even more complicated: "Could it be that he has really cultivated the Psychic Technique?" This secret technique can't even penetrate my fourth uncle in the Xuanji realm, but he already has such a supernatural power in his hands? ”

Qi Hongyi's mind turned sharply, but he still focused on Zhao Xingyu.

With the Qi family's treasure Wuyue fan, he summoned a big mountain and suppressed Zhao Xingyu.

This treasure Wuyue fan is made of 10,000-year-old sandalwood as a bone, the purest Xuanjing iron as a buckle, each fan bone is engraved with a miniature formation that can gather mental power, and the fan surface is made by a family predecessor who has the cultivation of the upper realm of the Xuanji and is the pinnacle of ink painting for three months. This treasure fan has been inherited in the Qi family for three hundred years, and it was once the head of the previous generation, and it was also the favorite thing that Qi Hongyi's uncle carried.

In the hands of the previous head of the family, he can summon five peaks together, once he uses such a killing move, he can make the sky collapse and the earth urge, and the sun and the moon can be taught!

However, due to Qi Hongyi's cultivation of the Heavenly Transformation Upper Realm, this mountain instantly drained his remaining mental power, so that he could only watch Zhao Xingyu now hold the mountain with the Nine Abyss Blue Candle, and he didn't even have the mental power to harass again, so he had to secretly pray that Zhao Xingyu could exhaust his mana before the Green Candle burned down this mountain, and he would be suppressed to death.

"If Jiang Ling can kill the enemy Skywalker as soon as possible, I have to call him to help me." Qi Hongyi stuffed a restorative pill into his mouth, although this is a priceless treasure medicine, but it also takes a certain amount of time to exert its effect.

Qi Hongyi turned his head and glanced at Xi Jiu, he could see that Xuan Jiu was struggling to deal with the hostile Skywalker, and it seemed that it was difficult to wait for her to help.

"They weren't that strong when they were in the City of Chaos, were they? Zhi Xia previously told about the rapid progress of Skywalker's strength, which turned out to be not an exaggeration at all. Qi Hongyi thought, and then a trace of weirdness flashed in his eyes.

He turned his head slowly, looking not far away at his side.

The Skywalker who was seriously injured and unconscious by Zhao Xingyu's sneak attack was gone.

There was only one hole left there.

"What?" Qi Hongyi read a sentence blankly.