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Yi Xiaojing and Dongfang Yunyi fought hundreds of moves, and neither side had contact with their bodies or even weapons.

Yi Xiaojing didn't expect that Dongfang Yunyi's hidden martial arts would be so profound, and the six-vein divine sword was used in turn, but they were all cracked by the other party.

And, the fight is getting harder and harder.

When Dongfang Yunyi displayed the Nine Swords of Huanhua, it was already covering the sky and the sun, and the sword qi in the sky was vertical and horizontal, condensing into a sea of endless flowers ・・・・・・ peach blossoms, cherry blossoms, lotus flowers, narcissus, chrysanthemums, etc.

If you simply look at it, the sky at this moment is beautiful and romantic. If you propose to a girl in such a beautiful and romantic fairytale-like situation, no girl may be able to refuse.

It's a pity that under the beauty and romance, there is endless killing opportunities!

The air is so thick that it is as if a person has fallen into water, and it becomes difficult to breathe.

When the colorful petals in the sky began to fall, Yi Xiaojing's inky eyes reflected in the endless and fierce sword net, making Yi Xiaojing in all directions, with no way to escape.

"Tu Dun!"

At this time, Yi Xiaojing chose to temporarily avoid its peak. The earth rippled under his feet like water waves, and his body suddenly fell into the ground, and then fled away.

When Yi Xiaojing emerged from thousands of meters away, the place where she was just now had fallen into more than ten meters, becoming a large pothole. Murky water seeps out of the wet mud, and it can be seen that in less than a day, it will turn into a large lake.

"Qimen Dunjia?"

In the sky, Dongfang Yunyi, who was stepping on a lotus platform, asked in surprise.

He didn't expect Yi Xiaojing to do this.

"But it's useless, no matter how many means you have, you've just entered the Xuanwu realm, and you can't escape from the palm of my hand after all."

Dongfang Yunyi stepped on the lotus platform, and the tip of the sword pointed obliquely at Yi Xiaojing.

"Don't talk too much!"

Yi Xiaojing's right hand was bluffed, and suddenly "crackling" thunder flashed, and a three-meter-long silver spear wrapped around the thunder and took shape in Yi Xiaojing's hand.

"Go!"

Yi Xiaojing shot out, the thunder spear turned into light, and in an instant, it passed through a distance of thousands of meters, piercing the protective true qi around Dongfang Yunyi's body. Dyed the blue wind into a brilliant silver.

The sound of "bell" spreads melodiously, like the sound of the wooden mallet hitting the bronze bell in the thousand-year-old temple in the quiet morning light.

The spear struck the bronze bell that manifested again, and re-dispersed into thunder and lightning floating in the air, but it could not break the bronze bell, and it flickered for a while before dispersing.

However, the bronze bell condensed by the true yuan, the light was obviously dimmed.

"Come again!"

Yi Xiaojing stepped on Ling Bo's slight steps, Luo socks were dusty, like the god of Luoshui, dodging the petals floating down in the sky, and once again condensed a thunder spear with the thickness of an arm in his hand, and waved his hand towards Dongfang Yunyi.

"Bell!"

The bells are melodious.

"Dangdang!" The bells rang one after another, and they were hit by the thunder spear again and again, and they became more and more dim.

Finally, after a "click", the golden blue light exploded, shattered into pieces, and then dispersed into aura, dissipating into the void.

"Huanhua Eleven Swords!"

At this time, Dongfang Yunyi's figure seemed to be illusory, and suddenly appeared above Yi Xiaojing's head, and the true yuan turned into a light flame and volatilized, and the invisible wind of heaven and earth became tangible. The dark blue wind came from all over the heaven and earth, squeezing towards Yi Xiaojing, up and down, back and forth, left and right, forming a wind wall to imprison Yi Xiaojing in it.

Endless brilliant sword light shot towards Yi Xiaojing.

The space is getting smaller and smaller, so that Yi Xiaojing can dodge the space is getting smaller and smaller.

"Condensation Whip Method!"

With a flick of Yi Xiaojing's hand, a hundred-meter-long thunder whip flashed with lightning and slammed into the blue qi wall, and suddenly a hole was torn.

But then, the opening was stitched back on.

"The thirteen swords of Huanhua in this world city, one sword is stronger than the other, this is only the eleventh sword, we can't wait any longer!"

Yi Xiaojing's sword is as clear and transparent as autumn water, leading with a sword technique, one after another figures appear, or angry, or happy, or sad, or happy, or angry, each figure, is sharp, condensed with a sword aura.

"The Third Reincarnation Thrilling Sword! You've done this! ”

In the sky, Dongfang Yunyi was shocked.

He didn't know that the young emperor below had surprised himself several times today.

But this wonderful and glamorous performance made Dongfang Yunyi's heart even stronger!

At this time, the killing in the Central City was still there, and under the killing of the people of the two pavilions, they had already defeated the warriors in the Central City. Even Dongfang Liancheng, the young master who was known as a martial arts wizard, was beaten like a dead dog and tied up.

Dongfang Yunyi didn't care about the life and death of the clansmen in the central city at all, he only had the young emperor in front of him in his eyes at the moment, as long as he killed him, no matter how many casualties the clansmen had, they would be able to make a comeback. If he is allowed to escape, with his amazing talent, I am afraid that the destruction of the world will not be far away!

"Little Emperor, the biggest mistake in your life is that you shouldn't attack my Tianxia City now!"

Dongfang Yunyi looked at the many phantoms below, but he couldn't tell which of these phantoms was Yi Xiaojing's true body.

None of this is a problem, though.

The thirteen swords of Huanhua have all been practiced, and now in the entire martial arts, except for the Sword Saint and the Demon Sword, no one can escape his thirteenth sword!

"Close!"

Yi Xiaojing shouted, and all the phantoms were withdrawn from his body, and his sword aura suddenly soared.

The sword in his hand stabbed forward.

Yi Xiaojing's strength is far from that of the former emperor, and this thorn is also extremely rusty, and its power is naturally insufficient.

However, after all, it is the strongest move of the peerless swordsmanship, and it instantly extracted most of the true yuan in Yi Xiaojing's dantian, and the tip of the sword pierced the space, and the space began to crack like a cloth being torn, and the hair-like space crack expanded, and as the sword body stabbed forward, the space crack became larger and larger, the thickness of chopsticks and the thickness of the arm.

The spatial crack spread, and as soon as the surrounding qi wall touched and dispersed, the dark blue wind wall created by Dongfang Yunyi collapsed without a trace.

The wall of wind disappeared, Yi Xiaojing didn't dare to delay at all, the thunder burst on her body, and the sun that had just jumped into the sky was also pressed down by the electric light on Yi Xiaojing's body. Under the dazzling light, Yi Xiaojing rose to the sky, and the Mid-Autumn Water Sword in his hand suddenly turned into a dragon.

"Groan!"

The sound of the dragon's chant shook the four fields, and the majestic dragon eyes stared at Dongfang Yunyi, opened his big mouth and sprayed the cold air, and he was about to swallow Dongfang Yunyi in his stomach.

"Thirteen Swords of Huanhua!"

Dongfang Yunyi's voice sounded softly, without the slightest emotion.

Immediately afterward, time seemed to stand still.

The wind stopped, and the air stopped flowing, as if the heavens and the earth were still at this moment.