The dark green becomes a python qi Lingyun, and the colorful sword qi falls into the stars.

The vast yellow dragon roared in the night sky, and a pair of iron palms broke the gate of heaven.

The iron rod subdued the demon's ear, and there were thousands of hands to slaughter people.

The white fox fist phantom body is smart, not as good as a long stick of a young man.

The momentum was vertical and horizontal, the figure flickered, and the chaotic battle on the island was divided into four groups, among which the confrontation between Ouyang Feng and the Quanzhen Sect's "Tiangang Beidou Sword Formation" was the most intense.

Yin Zhiping occupies the position of Kaiyang, trembling, if it is not for the internal strength of the formation, Qiu Chuji and others can mobilize the internal strength of the seven people in the formation to protect Yin Zhiping in time, then this incomplete "Tiangang Beidou Sword Formation" may not be broken by Ouyang Feng in dozens of moves.

I saw that in the formation, Yin Zhiping's handsome face was in a cold sweat, waving the long sword in his hand, his steps were slightly flustered, following the footsteps and figures of the masters and uncles, sticking to his position as Kaiyang, and not daring to be slack or careless.

Ma Yu, Qiu Chuji, and Wang Chuyi, the three Dao Chiefs with the highest force value among the Seven Sons of Quanzhen, attacked the main attack, the sword moved the galaxy, reflecting the three stars of Tianji, Tianshu, and Tianquan above their heads, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, flashing around Ouyang Feng's body, and the opportunity was a stormy attack.

Sun Chuxuan, Hao Datong, Sun Bu'er and Yin Zhiping, who was full of people, guarded the Quartet, occupied the positions of Tianxuan, Yuheng, Shaoguang, and Kaiyang, and the sword qi became a waterfall and fell straight into nine heavens to deal with Ouyang Feng's attack.

The sword qi is like a river, continuous, flowing at will, hovering in the array.

In the face of this "Tiangang Beidou Sword Formation", which can be said to be a condensed "Tiangang Beidou Sword Formation", even if the strength of the Quanzhen Six Sons is exerted to the limit, but because of the existence of Yin Zhiping's shortcoming, Ouyang Feng is confident that he will directly break through this formation, although he may suffer a little injury, he will not be threatened by any fatal threat.

However, although Yin Zhiping is a proud disciple of Qiu Chuji and has studied the "Tiangang Beidou Sword Array", you must know that Yin Zhiping has just stepped into the Chenggang realm now, and his cultivation is not even dusk. Even if the internal strength in the formation is interconnected, his internal strength cultivation is not enough to support it for too long, as long as Ouyang Feng guards his body and does not give Qiu Chuji and others a chance, after a long time, the "Tiangang Beidou Sword Formation" will naturally be automatically broken, and at that time, these people are not at the mercy of Ouyang Feng.

Therefore, Ouyang Feng, who knew the weaknesses of this formation, stood proudly in the field, guarding his body, and was not in a hurry to break this formation directly, but was joking, and the happy and Quanzhen sects were circling around the field.

Obviously, Qiu Chuji and the others also understood this weakness of the formation, seeing that Ouyang Feng was dragging out time, the long sword was fluttering, and the cold light was overflowing, the three of them used what they had learned in their lives, and they were bound to defeat Ouyang Feng before Yin Zhiping could hold on.

Guo Jing and Qiu Qianren, palm-to-palm, "Eighteen Palms of the Dragon" against "Iron Palm Gong", both are domineering and fierce martial arts, no one is afraid of anyone at this time, palms to palms, the dragon roars, and countless internal forces burst out, overwhelming the Quartet.

Qiu Qianren has already set foot in the realm of things, but Guo Juxia is also close to the whole body at this time, and he has the world's first strange book such as "Nine Yin True Scripture", and Qiu Qianren is just facing each other, and he is no longer behind.

The palm is powerful and the momentum is monstrous, Qiu Qianren and Guo Jing, for a while, they are on par.

The two groups fought back and forth, but Ke Zhen was uncomfortable.

Ke Zhen is not as evil as the cultivation at the peak of the Chenggang Realm, and in the face of a strong man like Peng Lianhu who is out of the physical realm, he is still a little powerless, and in Peng Lianhu's surging attack, Ke Zhen's evil can protect himself. However, because Ke Zhenwei is blind, his ears are very sensitive, and his kung fu in listening to the voice and arguing is really good, plus he has a lot of experience in hidden weapons, but the secret weapon that makes Peng Lianhu famous has little use in this competition.

Of course, if you want to say that the most relaxing thing in the field is dusk, Liang Ziweng is an old powerhouse in the Chenggang realm, if it weren't for Guo Jing who drank the blood of his treasure snake by chance, then now, Liang Ziweng may have stepped out of the body realm, and it is not so easy to think so easily at dusk today.

Liang Ziweng's figure is agile and fluttering, seemingly real and illusory, but there is no way to take the young man. Dusk practiced the Shaolin stunt "A Reed Crossing the River", and later got the light skills of "Instant Thousand Miles" and other battles, the body tossed and turned, unpredictable, Liang Ziweng let alone hold the boy, even the boy's clothes, fighting for so long, have never touched the half.

"Stinky boy, don't hide!" Liang Ziweng, who was panting, slashed the air with one palm, and when he saw that the young man flashed outside the rest of the room again, he couldn't help but scold again.

"Cut, I said old man, can you change your sentence!" Standing with a stick, his eyes narrowed slightly at dusk, pretending to be impatient and plucking out his ears, and said with a smile: "You didn't say that you were annoyed, this young man was tired of listening!" ”

"You..." Staring at the young man angrily, Liang Ziweng really wanted to slap this nasty handsome face to pieces with one palm.

"What are you..." chuckled, Dusk put on a handsome posture with a stick, and said provocatively "Come to fight", but when Liang Ziweng pounced on him with his teeth and claws, he easily flashed over and continued to provoke with his light skills.

The two chased and dodged, chasing wantonly in the field, and the players in the lake who watched burst into laughter.

Of course, dusk is not really a simple teasing of Liang Ziweng, now the form is so crisis, although he is just playing soy sauce, but if Hong Qigong and Huang Yaoshi are really all hanging on this island in the middle of the lake, then the joke will be big.

On the surface, he provoked Liang Ziweng from time to time, but the attention of dusk was all on Liang Ziweng's body, and he was hard, although he was not false, but the victory or defeat was the number of three or seven, the reason why he kept dodging and did not fight Liang Ziweng head-on, in order was that Liang Ziweng was in a hurry and angry, and he showed a flaw in the strong attack, and he broke it in one fell swoop.

Back and forth a few times, Liang Ziweng's eyes were already filled with anger, and in the face of this slippery young man, the only thought in his heart now was to grab this young man, and then smash his head like a watermelon.

Seeing Liang Ziweng's close-quarters attack, his pace was a little messy, and in the rushing of his fists, the flaws around his body gradually opened wide, and the timing of the dusk heart was almost the same.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, the long stick was raised in front of his chest, and he raised his eyebrows at dusk, and said, "Come to war!" ”

"I'm #¥%···" Spit out some words that were automatically blocked by dusk, Liang Ziweng pounced again, and while the young man was still posing, he suddenly grabbed the long stick in the young man's hand.

Dusk struggled, but couldn't break free, and saw Liang Ziweng holding a long stick in one hand and a fist in the other, and smashed it directly over with the other hand, Dusk's face immediately became ugly.

"I'll see where you're going!" With joy in his heart, seeing the young man's handsome face in front of him, Liang Ziweng laughed heartily.

Stinky boy, you keep hiding!

"Hehe..." Seeing that a punch was about to hit his face, Dusk didn't dodge, and the energy around his body spun wildly, quickly converging in front of him. sneered, Dusk's right hand suddenly twisted at the end of the long stick, Liang Ziweng only felt a cold light pass in front of him, and the rampant laughter instantly froze...