"Not good! It's Spiritual Desolation! ”

Liang Ping secretly exclaimed.

But there is no chance of any recovery.

Shen Jianing and Yang Junjie's reaction speed is also faster than lightning.

But Shen Jianing is just a ghost pharmacist after all.

And Yang Junjie is only in the middle stage of Wuzu.

When facing the white bones that were once Emperor Wu and are still at the peak level of Martial Ancestors, Shen Jianing and Yang Junjie could only watch as the cyan sword light fell on their shoulders.

Before the Spirit Desolation Technique could take effect, Yang Junjie put one hand on the hilt of the blood-red Dragon Divine Sword and said fiercely: "What a gorgeous sword. ”

"That's what happens to traitors." Bai Gu said with a sinking face.

Before Bai Gu's voice fell, Yang Junjie's Dragon God Sword was already out of its sheath.

"Bell!"

Outside the blood-red sword shadow, it was wrapped in white sword rays, and coldly slashed sideways towards the waist of the white bone.

"Die!" Yang Junjie snorted.

However, Bai Gu Shi Mo ascended, and his figure flashed, and he fell behind Yunyang and Mo Wufang, Jing Zhongyue stood on Yunyang's shoulder, and looked at Yang Junjie coldly, and said in a deep voice:

"Yang Junjie, when I designed to kill An Xiaoe, I already expected that you would be rebellious against me, instead of raising tigers to make trouble, it is better for you to have fun with my good nephew."

After speaking, Bai Gu used his mind to manipulate Yang Junjie's consciousness.

"Come, teach me a good lesson to Liang Ping's hairy boy who is not in the world, but don't hurt his life."

As Bai Gu's last words fell, Yang Junjie's sword suddenly turned and pointed directly at Liang Ping's face.

Shen Jianing stayed where she was, like a living dead, her eyes glazed and lifeless.

Liang Ping is puzzled, what kind of form is that?

But seeing that the Dragon God Sword in Yang Junjie's hand was full of Sensen sword energy, he displayed the skill of level 10 of a swordsman as soon as he came up.

"Turtle Izuraku"

Spin and slash, the target is locked on Liang Ping's waist.

Liang Ping was forced to retreat again and again by Yang Junjie's sword qi, and there were only two low-grade broken swords in his hand, which was difficult to compete with the Dragon God Sword in Yang Junjie's hand.

However, Liang Ping still displayed the swordsman's mental method of pneumatic Qiankun and Yin and Yang harmony, and displayed the mandarin duck playing in the water, and the virtual and real swords seemed to attack and defend.

All of them are martial arts that spin and slash.

But the mandarin duck playing in the water is obviously much smarter than the turtle out of Luo.

However, the length of the broken sword in Liang Ping's hand was not long enough, and it was simply unable to inflict a real and effective attack on Yang Junjie.

forced Yang Junjie to retreat step by step, but did not cause the slightest harm to Yang Junjie.

It was also at that moment that Shen Jianing finally took out a jade fan from his personal backpack.

There was a bloodshot between the jade fans, and it was a rare dragon blood ancient jade.

At the moment when Shen Jia Ning showed out the jade fan, even the white bones were shocked.

Mo Wufang also muttered softly, "Could it be that the legendary Blood Jade Fan?" ”

When Yun Yang heard this, he also nodded and said, "The Blood Jade Fan is also the work of the artifact master Jin Muyang, it seems that Liang Ping will soon be at a disadvantage." ”

"Oh."

When Mo Wufang heard this, he looked at Shen Jianing's back with some suspicion, and even shook his head secretly, as if he had suddenly discovered something.

Liang Ping and Yang Junjie are both swordsmen and spiritual martial arts cultivators.

But on top of the swordsman's cultivation, Yang Junjie is the first swordsman of the Silver Empire.

On top of Lingwu cultivation, Yang Junjie was two steps higher than Liang Ping.

Even if Shen Jianing didn't make a move on Liang Ping, Yang Junjie already had the upper hand.

This time, Yang Junjie had already forced Liang Ping from the top of the cave to a wider platform on the top of the mountain.

"Yang Junjie, please wake up, you can see clearly, your enemy is on the top of that cave, and your opponent should not be me!" Liang Ping retreated again and again, and at the same time roared at Yang Junjie.

However, Yang Junjie had lost his consciousness and could not understand what Liang Ping said at all, but only attacked Liang Ping violently.

Seeing that Liang Ping was about to retreat to the 12th 5,500-meter-high platform on the top of Yunshan.

It was the home of the city lord of Yunzhou City.

I want to be covered by the system as well.

If Liang Ping retreats into the system, he must be attacked on his back.

"No, I have to unleash the killing technique on Yang Junjie immediately."

Liang Ping said secretly, sensing the three attribute vessels in his mind at the same time.

Closing his eyes slightly, he summoned a cold sky burial that evolved from extreme ice condensation.

"Boom!"

The sword swung at great speed.

The void is in shock.

"Boom!"

I didn't expect to release the Cold Sky Burial at the top of Cloud Mountain, and it could still summon the thunder attribute in the sky?

Liang Ping looked at the changes in the void with some puzzlement.

The Outer Polar Ice turned into ten thousand swords, attacking and killing Yang Junjie in all directions.

Although Yang Junjie's mind is controlled by white bones, as a martial artist, he still has a defensive instinct in the face of danger.

Every ice sword in the cold sky burial was full of fierce murderous aura.

However, Liang Ping overlooked a fatal key point.

Yang Junjie's cultivation of the Imperial Shadow is that it can control all swords with murderous aura.

"Boom!"

Seeing that the ten thousand swords were about to penetrate Yang Junjie's body, I saw that his eyes were slightly closed, and the long sword was leaning on the right side, using his mind to control the ten thousand swords summoned by Liang Ping with the martial art of the cold sky burial.

"Poof!"

Ten thousand swords are swords that are made of ice.

When he encountered the Imperial Shadow Martial Technique released by Yang Junjie, it suddenly cracked.

At this moment, ten thousand swords turned into ice foam, like a hailstone.

But those hailstones no longer have the slightest murderous aura.

Liang Ping watched all this in shock.

Seeing that Lingwu's martial arts could not suppress Yang Junjie, he once again displayed his swordsman martial arts.

"Turtle Izuraku"

Liang Ping also unleashed the martial art of the Divine Turtle Out of Luo, intending to deal a fatal blow to Yang Junjie before he came to his senses.

However, he ignored one point, the sword in his hand also released a murderous aura at that moment.

"Bell!"

As soon as Liang Ping's sword swung, it had already been strongly destroyed by Yang Junjie's Imperial Shadow.

Countless pieces of cracked blades counterattacked Liang Ping at the same time.

Liang Ping was frightened, and instinctively summoned the ice attribute energy ball again.

"Hey!"

A basketball-sized ball of blue energy light suddenly wrapped around Liang Ping's body, and he finally temporarily resisted the sword blade that came from the counterattack.

But the lethality of the blade is formed by Liang Ping's own attack power, and this time it is coupled with Yang Junjie's condensation.

It's like Liang Ping himself and Yang Junjie's strength hit Liang Ping himself at the same time.

"Scratch!"

Some of the tiny blades had already caused the ball of blue energy to crack.

"Not good!"

Liang Ping already felt the danger.

The superconscious knew that without the help of an external force, he would have been hit hard like never before.

I couldn't help but feel a rush in my heart, and the attribute dish in my mind also poured energy into the blue energy light ball faster.

The ice attribute spirit son at the top of the cloud mountain is not particularly abundant.

Liang Ping's high-power output is not proportional to the absorbed Lingzi at all.

Although he couldn't repair the energy light ball in a short period of time, the spirit son in the attribute dish in his mind had already begun to show a state of concealment.

It was at this thrilling moment that Yang Junjie suddenly opened his eyes again, clenched the Dragon God Sword with both hands, and slashed at Liang Ping's Heavenly Spirit Gai in the air.