The evil master and the thunder roared with murderous intent gradually rose, and quickly flew towards Chaotian Peak.

Wen Chong and Huzi are at ease, they can watch the battle of everyone here, Huzi can be described as happy to see it, and has the intention of coming forward to call for war, but Wen Chong is waiting here quietly, I don't know what to do.

In the blink of an eye, several powerful cultivators came one after another, gathered on the Mixed Heaven Peak, and fought fiercely with the people of the various sects.

Wen Chong saw it in his eyes, he knew what was going on, Wen Chong held the soul in his hand tightly, and a stream of blood gushed out of his body.

"What's wrong, why are there so many masters all of a sudden?" Huzi looked at the chaotic scene and dozens of more cultivators, and he was puzzled.

Wen Chong explained quietly: "The news of the disappearance of the horn of the dragon's tooth is already known to the Demon Gate, and now they plan to fight to the death with the factions at the peak. ”

Huzi understood what Wen Chong meant, and asked Wen Chong, "Then what do you mean now?"

"Wait. ”

Chaos Heaven Gate, Lust @ Desire Dao, the people of the Heavenly Demon Sect gathered on the peak one after another, and suddenly the two factions of the Sword Spirit and the Sword Sect fell into a bitter battle, and the two sects were defeated one after another, and even the Crazy Sword and Bai Suxin had not long been injured.

Huzi hurriedly said: "Aren't you going to fight yet?"

Wen Chong's eyes kept strafing the battlefield, but he didn't find a familiar figure in the past, his heart was still silent, and he said, "I'm waiting for a while." ”

Huzi was anxious, and shouted loudly: "What are you waiting for? Even if we are not decent people now, if we are in trouble with decency, we should fight as hard as we can, could it be that you are afraid of death?"

Wen Chong looked at Huzi's face, upright, and the strong righteousness made people unable to face his face, when did Huzi have such a righteous heart that made Huzi so tall.

Wen Chong was also anxious, he didn't help, but he couldn't make a move so easily, he was waiting, he wanted to look at the figures in the field, eagerly searching for the figures who had grievances with Yangmen back then, until today, he still clearly remembers how many people surrounded and killed Yangmen at that time.

Wen Chong didn't say anything, and Huzi suddenly became nameless, and roared: "You don't go, I'll go, hmph, Master Bai has taught you." "Huzi's figure has flown out, instantly enchanted in the air, this young man makes people feel so tall, never pretentious, love and hate, this is Huzi.

In the sky, a sword qi of colorful light fell from the sky, and the powerful sword qi was like a rainbow of seven colors, crossing the sky, becoming a beautiful rainbow in the air.

The disciples of the two factions looked at this sword qi, their eyes were full of admiration, they all knew what this kind of sword momentum meant, their bodies and minds were inspired, and their combat power increased again and again.

Some disciples of the Demon Sect only felt that such a sword qi brought destruction, and they all showed trembling, and only some well-informed people could say their names: "Isn't the Seven Rainbow Sword Qi the Sword Seven?"

What a resounding name, in this ancient land of the human realm, this breath means the king.

A figure pierced out of the sword qi, and the incomparable sword qi moved with the shadow in his hand, and the powerful sword light pierced in all directions, and a colorful rainbow appeared, killing several cultivators in an instant.

"The Lord of the Sword Sect is here, the Lord of the Sword Sect is here, the Lord of the Sword Sect is here. The disciples of the Demon Sect suddenly became confused, and they all ran back shouting, and even some people with profound cultivation were frightened by this person with advanced cultivation, and they retreated towards the rear one after another, and no one caught up.

"Long live the Sect Master, long live the Sect Master. Some of the disciples of the Sword Sect were already shouting loudly behind them, smiles of admiration on their faces.

Crazy Sword also looked at the man's back in surprise, and said excitedly: "Senior brother, you are finally out of the customs." ”

Bai Suxin also came over and said respectfully: "Senior Brother Jianqi, the magic is world-shattering, in this way, today's demon destruction must be a certainty." "It seems that Sword Seven's status in the Sword Sect is really extraordinary.

Jian Qi turned his head and showed a soft smile at the two of them, and said, "I've worked hard for you these days, you're all injured, and then I'll fight." "The kingly style revealed between the conversations makes people feel worshipped.

There are no longer a few people in the Demon Sect who have cultivated to be strong, but no one dares to come forward to fight, which makes the disciples of the Sword Spirit Sword Sect full of boos, and ridicule fills the field.

"Jian Qi, I'm here to fight you. A thunderclap on a sunny day was raised, and a figure fell from the sky in an instant, and the pitch-black sword light was heavily painted on the earth, and the powerful sword qi was opposite to the breath of Jian Qi.

Wen Chong looked at the figure, his hand held the soul of the town tighter, and said coldly: "Hmph, it turned out to be you." Wen Chong knew this person, and above the Yang Gate, it was the man with black sword qi in front of him who interrupted Wen Chong's meridians. The field was filled with incomparable sword qi, and the colorful sword qi and the black sword qi were faintly opposed, and the two sword qi broke out in the air and fought non-stop, breaking out with a strong sound.

Several figures in the sky descended in unison, and the atmosphere in the field was completely cold, and now these figures made the situation even colder.

The Ghost Valley Thunder, the Evil Master, the Mixed Heaven Gate Wu Gang, and the Heavenly Demon Sect Master, the Lust @ Desire Dao God, have all gathered, and there are countless powerful cultivators with countless names behind them, and the situation on both sides has changed in an instant.

Jian Qiyi stood in front of the people of the faction, his powerful aura moving with the wind, facing many strong people coldly, without the slightest fear.

"Jian Qi, I'll fight with you. The aura of the powerful man standing in front of the Demon Gate was completely opposite to Jian Qi, and he was bound to fight with him, his face was dark, and a little trace of vicissitudes fell on his face.

"Oh, it's you, shocking, it's been good this year, you're still thinking about it. Jian Qi said lightly, and there was a hint of sadness in his eyes.

"Hmph, I must defeat you, this is the last long-cherished wish in this life. He said coldly, and there was also a sadness in his eyes.

Some of the Sword Sect's sword spirits who have advanced cultivation gradually fell silent, and the two of them killed each other in the same door, maybe it had something to do with the events of the year.

Bai Suxin shook off the gloom on his face, and said calmly: "Shocking Senior Brother, it's been so many years since things happened, why can't you let it go." ”

There was a twitch on his shocking face, and he roared angrily: "Su Xue's death is related to him, I must avenge Su Xue, even if I fall into the demon path, I will not hesitate to do it, come on, Jian Qi, let me see your colorful sword qi." ”

The shocking figure had already moved, the powerful black sword light quickly overflowed, and a pitch-black blade had come out of his hand, Wen Chong saw it in his eyes, a scorching flame was burning, no matter what kind of past the man in front of him had, as long as he killed the Yang Gate that night, all of them would die.

Jian Qishou held the sword of the colorful streamer, frowned, and fought with the earth-shattering battle, the incomparable sword qi overflowed one after another, the colorful light burst out, and the black sword rain was like a rainstorm pear blossom, and the colorful light intersected with each other.

The two powerhouses stood together, the sword moves were more calm than the next, the powerful sword qi rolled out, and the wind and dust were raised everywhere, and the light of energy made everyone see the scene inside more clearly.

Wen Chong held the soul in his hand, he was waiting, waiting for an opportunity, his heart had completely cooled, he was waiting for the revenge of the New Year.

The Five Immortal Sect, Buddhism, Qingxu Taoism, and Kunlun have also come to the Chaotian Peak, it can be said that the strong have gathered here little by little, Xiaoyu, Yijian and others have also come to the peak, watching the duel between the two masters of the Sword Sect with attention, and not far away, a team of strong fighters also rushed towards this side.

The energy fluctuations raised by the two powerhouses had already entered the state of the ground level, and the powerful energy flow rolled out, and bursts of sword qi rose, forcing everyone present to move out fifty zhang away.

"Boom. With two loud bangs, a figure had been knocked out and fell heavily to the ground, only the colorful streamer still kept staying in place, he looked at him coldly, and said lightly: "Shocking, your cultivation has become a lot stronger, and now you do have the strength to fight with me, but you can't beat me, give up." ”

Many Sword Sect disciples also opened their mouths one after another: "Uncle Heaven-shattering, give up, come back to our Sword Sect." It seems that the admiration for this person is still gushing.

Yi Jian also jumped out of the crowd and said loudly, "Master, come back, the apprentice is very worried about you." ”

The shocking eyes were moist, and in the face of everyone's invitation, his heart softened, and he still said coldly: "This is my matter with Jian Qi, don't persuade me." ”

"Why can't you let it go? Jian Qi said sadly.

"Can you put it down?Did you see Su Xue's eyes when she died?" The shocking sky was completely crazy, and when he thought of the past, the whole person became even more black.