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Yan Xuexing's sword was like a long lightning, and he tore a gap at the staircase, eager to fight with the imprisoned dragon to block the willow aftertaste and night terrors upstairs.

The five people immediately fell in a pool of blood, and sealed their throats with a sword! Yan Xuexing's arm had five more wounds, and his ribs were also hit by Sun Dadao's Qi Gathering Fist, although Sun Dadao's Qi Gathering Fist and internal strength were insufficient, but it still made Yan Xuexing's ribs feel a dull pain.

"Jump!" Yan Xuexing shouted wildly.

The imprisoned dragon suddenly stood still, folded his hands, and then suddenly staggered, and his entire hands were suddenly red, as clear as blood. "Wash blood in blood!" The imprisoned dragon screamed! Then his hands suddenly interlaced, palming the center of his eyebrows!

The center of his eyebrows seemed to have been opened, revealing a bloodstain like an eye! His true qi flowed like a whirlpool and the eight veins of the Qi Sutra rapidly, the dantian gathered qi, and the whole clothes fluttered in the wind!

Liu Yuwei and Night Terror Hong didn't expect that at this time, they were like a trapped beast of the imprisoned dragon, and there was such momentum, but the people below were already surrounded by their own people, and the three of them were already turtles in the urn, so why risk being injured and fighting with him, Liu Yuwei thought of this, and couldn't help but take a step back, and hurriedly used his internal strength to use the weapon to unload the force while resisting, and Night Terror Hong also took a step back, but he groaned, and then slapped his left palm forward suddenly.

The bland palm print went away, the palm was pushed halfway, and a gust of wind was born with the palm, and at the same time, the strong wind rose wildly, and the waves rushed towards the dragon, and the surroundings suddenly became extremely hot, each palm seemed to lead out all the ghost fires in hell, and the slightest wind sound was more like pushing the waves to fuel the combustion, and this palm shot out even the clothes could be broken and burned. This is exactly the proud martial arts of the evil idiot Void Lingdu.

Lin Longing had already jumped down at this time, and he saw Miao Laohu punch from Yan Xuexing's back at this time, and immediately shouted: "Despicable! Then he shook his palm in the air, "Ride the wind and waves!" ”

A burst of energy like a storm slammed on Miao Laohu, if Miao Laohu didn't withdraw his hand to resist, although he could hit Yan Xuexing, he might not be able to kill Yan Xuexing, but his head would definitely be shattered!

Ghost fire! Push the wave and fuel the fire!

"Bang!" The palm wind is staggered, and suddenly a gust of daytime wind force is formed in the air, and it swallows out wildly, almost destroying everything, swallowing the sky and the earth!

Night Terror Hong and Liu Yuwei had expected the terrible palm wind of his imprisoned dragon, but they didn't expect it to be so strong, Night Terror's palm wind came later, but it was the first to catch people, after his own palm wind was shot, the palm strength of the imprisoned dragon was actually strong wave after wave! Really wash blood with blood, tooth for tooth!

The imprisoned dragon was the first to spurt out a mouthful of blood, the internal organs in his body were churning, and the face of the night terror suddenly turned red, and his person took three steps back before he could barely stand, but a mouthful of blood had already overflowed from the corner of his mouth, but the person who imprisoned the dragon had broken through the wooden railing and fell from the second floor.

Of course, Liu Yuwei refused to miss this opportunity, his long knife slashed out of the air, as if he had borrowed the power of some kind of demon god to slash the imprisoned dragon! It seems to cut off the dragon at the waist!

No one thought that under the power of these shocking palms, Liu Yuwei just made two slashes and immediately stood still, and fought back like no one, not affected by external forces at all.

Yan Xuexing had already seen that killing knife light, and no one would ignore the existence of that knife! Because the light knife was already reflected in the air, obscuring the whole room.

Yan Xuexing's waterfall in the clouds was still activated, and then he roared urgently: "Prison Dragon! "His sword has been pierced!" Thunder and Cover Your Ears! 'The last move of the Thunder Sword Technique!

This move contains the last six killer moves of the Thunder Sword Technique! "The change of wind and thunder, vigorous and resolute, driving thunder and lightning, wind and thunder, flat wind and thunder and the last move of thunder to cover the ears" The sword momentum spreads outward from the cohesion! With Yan Xuexing's current forty-nine layers of thunder sword cultivation skills, he could only extend outwards like a trace of thunder and lightning to twenty-one swords. It is said that when you practice to the full eighty-one layer, you can spread out thirty-six swords, and you can really control the eight wildernesses, and the sword sweeps the six he. (Ordinary martial arts practice reaches the full level of 7749 layers, and rises to level 50, and the internal martial arts enter the transformation realm.) You can enter the realm of transcendence. Advanced martial arts can be practiced up to ninety-nine eighty-one levels, and martial arts mastery can be practiced up to ninety-nine levels. And the ultimate mastery can be practiced to the one hundred and eighteenth layer, and heaven and man can be one, waiting for the shattered void. On the Qilin Cliff, Yan Xuexing didn't use all his true strength, because there were too many people in Kongtong Cave and Huashan Pavilion at that time, but he was lucky enough to break Yan Shusheng's gloves. It is said that when Wang Xian's divine achievements were completed, a sword swung open, and in an instant, thirty-six swords were attacked like fireworks, one sword was faster than the other, and even the ears could not hear the front and back, as fast as lightning covering the ears.

At this time, the people who couldn't see Yan Xuexing could only see the sword in Yan Xuexing's hand! White light! A fleeting white light! The white light vibrated slightly up and down, left and right, and seemed to be motionless, like lightning and thunder, turning into thunder and lightning, extending outward layer by layer!

Shredded! Destroy!

The splendor and violence of this white horse passing through the gap are suffocating! It's a bolt of light! Thunder's Fury!

This is the first time that Yan Xuexing has used this sword on the top of Yan Mountain. He used to go to the top of Yan Mountain every time he fought monsters and leveled up, looked at the west wind sky, tasted the thinness and coldness of the air, and then used this sword.

Every time he uses this sword, he will carefully reflect and ponder, he must be perfect, and there must be no sluggishness in the articulation between the moves!

This sword slammed into Liu Yuwei's blade like a meteor hitting the earth, and when the swords intersected, there was a thunderous sound!

Then the sword shook strangely, and suddenly a strong force came, almost bursting!

Liu Yuwei's knife suddenly swirled open, but the knife that swirled and popped out like the wind actually slashed at Yan Xuexing's sword again, and this sword actually vibrated again, as if it was an inexhaustible power of the gods!

Liu Yuwei was so shocked that he couldn't speak, there is such a sword technique in the world, and this sword technique is a natural restraint of his own return wind knife!

In an instant, it's the blink of an eye! The sky is as bright as a blooming pear blossom!

No one knew what was happening, no one saw anything, and no one caught anything, and the moment the white horse passed through the gap, the pear blossom cooled!

Liu Yuwei's person suddenly fell from the air, and there was a sword wound at the center of his eyebrows! The red scar is shocking!

Only Yan Xuexing knew that his nineteenth sword finally relied on the restraint of the return wind knife, and Liu Yuwei was powerless to cut out the return wind knife like a swift wind and thunder!

Yan Xuexing's heart was actually more shocked than Liu Yuwei, if you talk about the speed of the knife alone, it is unpredictable, and the return wind knife will be ranked first! If he can resist two more knives, it will be Yan Xuexing who will die. And Yan Xuexing also understood that the knife that Liu Yuwei slashed the imprisoned dragon in the air was not the killer knife of the Huifeng Knife. And he has already used his killer sword! Trick! A killer move to put people to death!

Liu Yuwei was too late to react, because Yan Xuexing's sword was too fast, and this sword was an extension of thunder and lightning, and there was no gap at all.

Yan Xuexing knew that in terms of strength alone, he was by no means Liu Yuwei's opponent! He didn't dare to imagine the killer move of the Wind Returning Knife! A move to put people to death!

"What kind of knife is this?" Yan Xuexing didn't know the name of Liu Yuwei's knife technique.

Ye Jinghong looked at Liu Yuwei's corpse, his heart was mixed, he suddenly felt a cold coolness, there was no wind at this time, he had never been afraid, he didn't know what it was like to be afraid.

Yan Xuexing had just landed, only to hear Dao Lin shouting loudly, "Be careful." ”

He suddenly felt a strong wind in his chest, he suddenly picked up the flower water pearl, and gently pushed his steps back, but the strength of the dantian seemed to be drained, and he suddenly felt a burst of weakness, and he suddenly understood that the sword just now almost exhausted all his internal strength.

Yan Xuexing was too late to dodge any longer, and was suddenly hit in the chest by this punch, the whole person took three steps back, the true qi in his body was chaotic, his internal organs were churning up and down, and he suddenly bent over because of the pain in his chest.

Lin longed to slash down three people with one palm, and the imprisoned dragon followed behind him, he had already suffered extremely serious internal injuries, and he had almost no strength to fight back, and Yan Xuexing's internal strength was almost exhausted at this time, less than one percent of his remaining strength.

Yan Shusheng stood at the door, his cold face showed a hideous smile, he didn't speak, but pounced on the prison dragon with both fists. Hurts the heart and lungs, destroys the liver and intestines, and the fist is half cold and half hot, half rigid and half soft! It's hard to figure out.

The imprisoned dragon didn't have the power to fight back at all, he could only take two steps back symbolically, but he was eager to shout: "Wind and thunder artillery!" He heard a roar like a cannon bang coming out of his longing palms, and his left hand was slightly raised, and his right hand was slightly slapped out with his left palm after his left hand was raised.

I saw that after the desire to raise his left palm slightly, he suddenly slapped forward, this time as fast as thunder, the momentum sank, his feet were already standing, and when his right hand followed the left hand to shoot out, the latter came, and actually slapped the front chest of the scholar forward!

Suddenly, the sound of a violent wind accompanied by the roar of artillery fire whistled by, and a two-meter-long crack suddenly cracked on the entire floor!