The sky was torn apart by the sword qi in an instant, and Zhang Tianyuan's heavenly marks tore the sky of white clouds and flames into a mirror-like surface, leaving only a vast expanse of clear blue sky.

A sword is in the sky, and a sword slashes the world.

The Western Holy Son Muse only felt a sudden chill in front of him, the incomparably sharp sword qi actually made people have an irresistible meaning, the sword aura was extremely powerful, just like Zhang Tianyuan, the sharp edge was exposed, once it was unsheathed, it did not leave a trace of retreat, and there was no trace, it was a sword like a person, a sword without a trace, and there was never a scabbard, because the traceless scabbard was Zhang Tianyuan.

Sacrifice the sword with the body, and the sword is like the person.

Gu Ao's whole body tensed, and he felt less oppression than the muse. It's not because he's stronger than Muse, it's that he's been on the battlefield for a long time, he's seen too much life and death, and he's prepared enough, as for Muse, after all, he's too young, plus he's talented, and there's no bumps in the road to cultivating his mind, and the life and death he has seen is still too little after all.

Therefore, at such a critical juncture, Gu Ao's reaction was much faster, he dropped his palms, a strong wind suddenly rose, and a huge flame storm was generated from within the Gu Ao Seal Power world, he clenched his fists back, and suddenly stretched out towards the sword qi that forced down, and a wall of flames gave birth to an endless momentum covering the sky, and Gu Ao's hands turned into a heaven and earth in an instant, "Red Flame Burning Sky!!" The raging fire burned the world, turning the good mountain peaks in the Qingyuan Gate into a flame mountain.

In the next moment, Gu Ao's fist shadow was like a Xuanwu walking, it was a huge wall of flames that compressed time and space, and he desperately condensed all his seal power in one place, and suddenly burst out.

Between heaven and earth, there was a roar of thunder, but this thunder was not a thunderbolt, but a faint sound in the air.

On Gu Ao's forehead, the green tendons had already exploded, and his fist swayed out in an instant, "Boom!!" Like an eternal roar, the earth in the Qingyuan Gate cracked along the way, and several small peaks fell straight down, this blow directly destroyed a piece of the mountain area of the Qingyuan Gate, and threw the flame peak towards Zhang Tianyuan.

"Damn, ruined Lao Tzu's mountain, Lao Shizi is not finished with you. Seeing that his own area turned into a sea of fire, the brute male shouted, his body suddenly jumped up, and at the same time as his body changed, a huge shadow in the sky behind him suddenly appeared, but it was a black bear spirit, his palms raised, and a punch pierced the flame mountain from the middle.

"Making trouble on Lao Tzu's territory and destroying Lao Tzu's mountain, even if you tear down your bones and peel off your skin, it is difficult for Lao Tzu to vent his anger. ”

The bear shadow behind him roared wildly, and the bear's paw, which was like a small mountain bag, slapped towards the wall of flames, and landed with a punch, followed by the sword qi, and then smashed into a depression.

"Roar!" As soon as the brute male started fighting, except for Zhang Tianyuan, the king of heaven and Lao Tzu couldn't stop him.

"Look at him!" Zhang Tianyuan threw it away, threw the thing in his hand to Huang Hou, stepped forward, and stepped on the sword qi to sweep away.

Huang Hou looked at what he threw over, but it was Wu Daozi who was dying, although he was seriously injured, but he was still breathing, in such a situation, Zhang Tianyuan still did not kill him, it seems that this old man's life should not be extinguished.

Huang Hou shook his head: "Sure enough, the master of the door still has a lot of feelings for you." "If it were me, I was afraid that I would not be able to escape this catastrophe.

"It's a hot fire!" Manxiong frowned, the wall of fire was really hot, and he actually steamed his giant hands directly, but Manxiong never felt pain, because what he was most proud of was his recovery power, "It depends on how fast you burn, or how fast I grow." ”

The giant palm smashed down with a bang, and the flames burned up and down the brute's body like raging creatures, and also burned to the black bear treasure in the sky.

At this moment, the huge black bear seemed to have turned into a fire spirit, walking slowly in mid-air.

Gu Ao's strength is actually on par with that of the brute.

It's just that Zhang Tianyuan did it!

Zhang Tianyuan's palm flipped over, and Gu Ao's vision only lit up, and the wall of fire in front of him suddenly split into two from the center.

The two fingers were injured by the sword qi in an instant, and on the fingers, there were obviously endless flames entwined, but in just an instant, they were suddenly wiped out, from the burning fingers, Gu Ao felt not pain, but endless cold, a cold that seemed to freeze the body and the spirit together.

Everything that happened in "Gu Ao" was just a moment.

The muse almost roared, unlike the two guards before him, Gu Ao had been following him since he became a candidate for the Holy Son, and he was also a teacher and friend, and Gu Ao's injury directly touched his bottom line.

"Zhang Tianyuan!" the muse roared, and the gun was raised.

"It's a standard oriental proverb!" Zhang Tianyuan praised, he brushed aside the brute on his side, and rushed sideways from the awe-inspiring rain of gunfire.

On his side, turbulence was everywhere, and everywhere the tip of the spear went, everything turned into a void.

Sharp marksmanship, wandering on the verge of death, the tip of the gun has the power of the hurricane, there is the cold ice of the gun, and there is the killing intent of the bone.

But the trajectory is too simple, not the simplicity of this move, but the simplicity of the human heart, just as Gu Ao worried, the Western Holy Son, who has experienced too little, is like a flower in a greenhouse, a good product carefully cultivated, but once the greenhouse is broken, when it encounters the wind and rain outside, it is still too immature.

The gun itself is actually very simple, paying attention to straightness, and force, and the gun is rigid.

"Ancient spear momentum, Liuxing changes!" In the eyes of the muse, the scarlet killing intent suddenly appeared, and a powerful force was squeezed in the spear, as if it was about to come out of its shell at any time.

The sword, on the other hand, is varied, overcoming rigidity with softness.

It's just that when facing the ancient sword momentum of the muse, or other enemies, Zhang Tianyuan's swordsmanship never pays attention to a soft word.

"Great Heavenly Sword, Fourth Style, One Sword Cutting the Sky!"

Zhang Tianyuan's sword momentum changed, and his body advanced again.

Some people say that the Great Heavenly Sword has only three styles in total. And indeed, the outstanding disciples of Qingyuan Sect only have three types of Great Heavenly Swords for cultivating their hearts, but the Great Heavenly Sword in Zhang Tianyuan's hands is not only three styles.

And there is a fourth style, a sword to cut the sky, because the Great Heavenly Sword was originally created by Zhang Tianyuan, as long as he is willing, let alone four styles, even if it is five styles and six styles, what does it matter.

The sword missed, colliding with the aggressive spear, and an endless storm swirled out from between the two of them, turning into the center of the storm and shattering everything.

But the center of the storm moved in the direction of the muse, and the purple gold armor burst out with unprecedented light in an instant.

"It is worthy of being a low-grade product of the heavenly rank, and the performance is good," Zhang Tianyuan said with a smile, and the heavenly mark in his hand suddenly split. Zhang Tianyuan never used the seal treasure of the talisman, because for him, the best defense was to attack.

The extremely sharp sword technique, slashing down, as if death was coming, under the heavy pressure, the whole person of the muse continued to fall down as if the sky was collapsing.

"Master Muse!!" Gu Ao was shocked, and his heart flickered, but he was smashed by the brute's punch.

The brute male was overjoyed, his fist condensed slightly, and then he punched again, and it felt good to beat the water dog.

Zhang Tianyuan watched the Western Holy Son continue to fall downward, but he no longer moved, put the sword behind him with his backhand, and looked at it from a distance, and there was a sight in that place, which made him a little jealous.

"Wait a minute!" Thousands of miles away in the void, two figures slowly stand, one of the voices is a pretty woman, she is dressed in a splendid cheongsam, a long fiery red hair, charming eyes, the voice is like a jade, slightly hooked lips, fresh and moist, breathtaking, the long fiery red hair is like a flame, slightly scattered, making its posture indescribably enchanting, inexhaustible graceful, smooth and round thighs looming from the side, making people look sideways, and the inside of the right leg is embroidered with a bewitching black poppy.