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Suddenly, the red blood was full of light, and the evil breath rushed away.

This made Wu Mingyu's face pale. Although the martial arts realm is not low, it is also the Xuanhuang world's strong aura, and as the son of the elder of Changyangmen, with the assistance of pill treasures, he has naturally broken through to the Xuanwu realm at a young age.

But compared to Yi Xiaojing, who was killed from the sea of blood in the corpse mountain, it was a flower in a greenhouse, where had I seen such a bad spirit!

Whether it's knowledge or fighting experience, it's all bad.

However, it was the Xuanhuang Pagoda hanging above his head and the big gun in his hand that made Yi Xiaojing unable to get close.

"Phew!"

"Phew!"

The colorful Shangfang sword and the Huanhua sword were broken one after another under Wu Mingyu's big gun.

With such an artifact, Yi Xiaojing didn't dare to fight against each other physically, some of the divine weapons stored in the carry-on space were all masterpieces in the martial arts world, and they were completely damaged in a short period of time, which made Yi Xiaojing feel distressed at the same time, but also had a sense of helplessness about the other party's big gun.

When Yi Xiaojing traveled to the Xuanhuang world with the thought of the godhead, on the endless Xuanhuang continent, there were people who pumped mountains and cut off waters, moved mountains and reclaimed the sea; There is a person who incarnates thousands of people in a thought and changes the heavens in a casual way; There are people who cover their hands, take ten thousand high mountains, and refine mountains for seals; There are stars to pick and practice

Such a world, all kinds of magic, is naturally not comparable to the earth.

Just like now, just a big gun makes Yi Xiaojing tired and in a hurry. There are many means, but they can't break the opponent's defenses.

"Poof!"

There was a crunch.

"Huh?"

"Huh?"

Just after a short blade in Yi Xiaojing's hand was broken by a shot, Yi Xiaojing hurriedly took out a jade long sword from the carry-on space to parry the other party's stabbing shot, and found that this jade sword, which was very poor-looking, was not broken like other divine soldiers.

"This is the meteorite sword embryo you got from Sword Forge Villa?"

After getting it back then, the sword embryo that had been thrown into the carry-on space to sleep was actually blocked the opponent's powerful and irresistible big gun at this critical juncture!

"I was able to block Ben Shao's shot!"

Over there, Wu Mingyu saw that this shot did not make a contribution, and suddenly a shot was as fast as a shot, a little cold light arrived first, and then snatched it out like a dragon, and the tip of the spear turned into a bright one, and then it was like a sky full of stars, shrouding towards Yi Xiaojing.

Yi Xiaojing ran Ling Bo, stepped on the gossip, turned into many phantoms, and performed the third reincarnation swordsmanship, leaving a figure in every movement.

Every figure had a smile on the corner of their mouths, and there was a sword aura on their bodies, making it impossible to tell which one was real and which one was illusory.

After the battle with Dongfang Yunyi, Yi Xiaojing's Third Reincarnation Swordsmanship took another step.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this?"

"What's going on, the Xuanwu realm can actually cast a phantom attack, what kind of magic technique is this?"

Those Changyang Sect disciples who were watching the battle were amazed.

Even the other Otherworldly Trial disciples who were hiding in the distance to watch the battle were shocked at this moment.

In the Xuanhuang world, the aura is abundant, and people enter the realm quickly. Because of this, their cultivation methods are quite extensive, just like the families of the super-rich will not pay close attention to the details, and in these relatively low-end martial arts realms, naturally there are not so many martial arts that can see the true law in subtle and subtle places.

Wu Mingyu, who was in the middle of the battle, his eyes were even more round, and he didn't find where Yi Xiaojing's true body was.

"Hey!"

Until the phantom was united, the sword intent on Yi Xiaojing's body skyrocketed, and the divine light gathered into the shape of a sword on his body, and in the eyes of others, Yi Xiaojing himself had already become the sharpest long sword.

Yi Xiaojing handed the sword forward in his hand, and the air suddenly became cloudy.

As the Fei Sword stabbed towards Wu Mingyu, faint ripples began to appear in the surrounding space.

This is not a martial arts world, the spatial intensity of the earth is much stronger than that of the martial arts world, if it is in the martial arts world, I am afraid that it has pierced the space now, causing the space to collapse!

As ripples appeared in the space, the surrounding light was blocked by this faint ripple, and the area suddenly darkened.

In the eyes of Yi Xiaojing and Wu Mingyu, this is only the deepest black, even with the eyesight of the two of them in the Xuanwu realm, they can't see the surroundings clearly.

But to the people on earth, it was as if the area had disappeared from the face of the earth, with only a very thin circle of ripples like ripples of water. The two people who were still fighting fiercely just now seemed to have disappeared into the earth out of thin air, and even the terrifying energy and pressure that had just leaked out of the ground could not be felt by the people on the ground.

But the more this happened, the more shocked the people who watched the battle.

"This is, that natives actually caused spatial fluctuations!"

"Yes, even if the space of this trial place is much weaker than that of the Xuanhuang Continent, it is not something that a martial artist in the Xuanwu realm can shake!"

"That native, he's a master!"

"I didn't expect that in this small trial ground, there is such a strong master, such a talent, if you go to Xuanwu, I'm afraid it will be another Mu Fan!"

"I'm really underestimating the people in this place of trial."

Just when these otherworldly trialists were talking, Yi Xiaojing's sword finally collided with the Taiyi Divine Spear.

"Rub Rub Rub Rub ······"

At this time, under pressure, Wu Mingyu actually pointed out the big gun again and again, and in an instant, he continuously pumped dozens of times!

But in the end, he still couldn't stop the powerful sword and stabbed Wu Mingyu.

"Boom!"

Violent explosions, brilliant light.

The sword stopped, and the energy of the explosion quickly smoothed out the spatial fluctuations, and the light finally shone again.

And the two of them finally appeared in everyone's eyes again.

Everyone's eyes widened and they looked towards where the two were.

Yi Xiaojing's forehead was covered with fine sweat, and the sword stabbed Wu Mingyu's body, Wu Mingyu's face was pale and bloodless.

A moment later, just when everyone thought Yi Xiaojing had won.

"Hahaha······"

Suddenly, a burst of laughter came from Wu Mingyu's mouth.

The laughter was full of anger.

Everyone looked carefully, only to find that the place where Wu Mingyu was stabbed was not injured, all the injuries were blocked by the Xuanhuang small tower above his head!

Looking at Yi Xiaojing under the sword again, it seemed that the true yuan was exhausted and her body was out of strength, and everyone couldn't help but shake their heads.

It's a pity that such a genius died today, not in martial arts, but under the treasures of the rich second generation.

"Stupid native, I'll let you taste the taste of being covered in holes today, hehe······"

Wu Mingyu, who was taken aback and even lost his temper, looked at Yi Xiaojing sinisterly at the moment, and his eyes were quite resentful.