Looking at the monstrous demon power in front of him, Cheng Yiming was ready to go, and he was quickly calculating countermeasures in his mind. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, Leng Lango's voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and he couldn't help but be stunned, but then reacted, and after taking a deep breath, the hand holding the Xuanyuan Sword couldn't help but tighten a little tighter again, and slowly replied: "Don't worry, wrap it around for a while, I can still do it if I ask myself." ”

Leng Lange's face softened, and suddenly he said again: "Do you still remember the scene when we met for the first time, in that lost hall, you didn't care about life and death, let alone victory or defeat, but instead explored life and death and got liberation!" Since then, I have known that your future achievements will definitely be limitless, and your comprehension of sword intent is not below me......"

After a pause, Leng Lango continued: "After this battle, ......"

Before he finished speaking, he saw the ancestral witch tenshu who had recovered his half-beast body not far away, and suddenly launched an attack.

A huge whistling sound surged up like a tide, and the black demonic flames tore through the space, forming a sharp magic knife in the blink of an eye, densely packed, like flying locusts all over the small half of the sky, and the blade pointed directly at Leng Lange and Cheng Yiming.

"Nine Heavens Xuan Blade, worship my demon body, supreme holy might, devour the sky and devour the earth!"

The ancestral witch guardian stood in the sky against the flying snow, and for a time the magic was terrifying.

"Destroy!"

Hearing it roar violently, the dense jet-black magic blade buzzed and trembled for a while, and then pierced the sky, sweeping like a shower with an incomparable fury momentum.

The corners of Cheng Yiming's eyes couldn't help but jump slightly.

Once again, the Sage realm was opened, and at the same time, the two major defensive skills of Demon Qi Protector and Tiangang Righteous Qi were cast at the same time.

Facing the dense rolling demon blade like a flying locust, the three-turn locust move Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect was instantly released, and in the humming sound, surging pale cyan qi quickly gushed out from the surrounding body, changing into thousands of true qi swords.

Suddenly, more than a thousand true qi swords roared out, facing the Taotao Demon Blade in mid-air.

Leng Lange on the side didn't say anything, and the Red Flame Giant Sword in his hand was thrown out, turning into leaping flames in the wind.

The rolling fire snake was agile, and the last to come first, with bursts of scorching qi waves, swept upward, and Cheng Yiming's true qi sword one after the other, facing the monstrous demon blades that densely rolled down.

Suddenly, the sound of a low roar came and went.

"Over to you!"

Leng Lango let out a low snort, and his figure swept out diagonally, quickly retreating towards the center of the valley.

Seeing that Leng Lango retreated with one blow, the Ancestral Witch Heavenly Shou sneered, and with a pair of eyes like nine demons, he looked at Cheng Yiming suddenly, and at the same time, the only remaining one-arm violently waved the huge black spear in his hand, and a new round of demonic qi blades, Huo Ran came out again.

The blade of demonic qi seemed to be endless, and the momentum was extremely immense.

Without Leng Lange's help, Cheng Yiming had to take on the violent attack of the Heavenly Guard head-on, and the pressure suddenly increased sharply.

The surrounding soldiers of Yunzhou City knew that the situation was urgent, but they could only watch the Ancestral Witch Heavenly Guard suddenly attack, and the overwhelming blade of demonic qi could not be stopped by ordinary people at all.

Even as soon as he touched it, he was swept into it, and in the swirls of sharp magic blades, he was ground into pulp.

The terrifying cultivation of a saint-level powerhouse is simply not something that ordinary people can compete with.

What's more, those monsters that have been resurrected again still have thousands of people at this time, unless several soldiers come up and cut them to pieces, otherwise ordinary attacks can't kill them at all.

In a short period of time, although these monsters fell one after another.

However, there were only more than 30,000 people left in the valley, and at this time, there were less than 10,000 people left.

A thick smell of blood permeated every inch of the valley.

Corpses are piled up everywhere, there is almost no place to stay, and the broken arms are miserable.

I heard a loud bang, and it came out suddenly.

Under the attack of the seemingly endless blade of demonic qi, Cheng Yiming was like a fallen leaf in the wind, he could be swallowed at any time, and after gritting his teeth and using up an instantaneous elixir, he raised his hand and released the five qi Chaoyuan that was fully charged.

The surging shockwave surged out like a tide, colliding with the oncoming demon blade.

This originally invincible accumulation move could not withstand the wave of magic blades for a moment at this time.

If it continues like this, sooner or later it will be swallowed by the Demon Blade.

Thinking of this, a bit of violence flashed in Cheng Yiming's eyes, and the touch of gods and ghosts was instantly activated, and the huge Qingmengmeng giant hand fell down sharply, grabbing a huge monster corpse that was already somewhat mutilated not far away.

The corpse, like a small mountain, slowly floated up and smashed into the ancestral witch castle tower in mid-air.

As soon as the huge remnant of the monster was thrown out, even the incomparable blade of demonic qi could not easily crush it, and suddenly after the remnant, a place was vacated, Cheng Yiming saw the opportunity and followed, and exchanged the immortal pattern array of the Fallen God Bow in his hand.

Between breaths, all the remotes were thrown by him.

The arrows were like flying locusts, avoiding the rolling blades of demonic energy, and the sharp edges were directed at the ancestral witch castle tower.

Rather than staying in place and passively trapping, facing the danger of hanging up at any time, it is better to attack and defend and disrupt the position of the ancestral witch.

Sure enough, such an unexpected move made the ancestral witch castle guard a little surprised.

I saw that the sky in his hand was huge, slashing down, and stabbing straight at the remnants of the monster that had arrived in front of him, and the sharp sharp blade pierced the extremely hard skin and flesh of the monster, and it was like cutting tofu, and it came out lightly.

The rain of arrows like flying locusts finally roared upwards and swept down on the huge body of the ancestral witch heavenly guard.

Roar, ahh~

Ancestor Wu Tianshou ignored it, let out a long roar in his mouth, and the giant spear was raised, and the huge body of the monster mountain-like was like a flat boat in the monstrous waves, flipped and flew out upside down.

At this moment, a purple giant light slashed through the void and slammed down.

Just listen to the loud sound of 'dang'.

The jet-black giant spear in the hand of the Ancestral Witch Heavenly Guard came first, and steadily held the Xuanyuan Sword in Cheng Yiming's hand.

Cheng Yiming only felt a monstrous force between his arms, coming violently, the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand almost wanted to be held out of his hand, and his entire body seemed to be hammered by a giant hammer, accompanied by a huge shock, and his health was instantly cut off by nearly one-third.

"Xuanyuan Sword! You have it! ”

Ancestral Witch Tianshu finally saw the long sword in Cheng Yiming's hand clearly at this time, and the shock on his face was overflowing, but then it turned into a sneer, and said disdainfully: "If it is the Xuanyuan Sword in its heyday, I really have to be a little jealous, but now...... Just leave it behind! ”

What the ancestral witch Tianshu said was not false, and the powerful Xuanyuan Sword, even if it was the Wuzun Chiyou back then, he didn't dare to take advantage of it.

Cheng Yiming secretly complained in his heart.

On the giant spear, there was an unfathomable huge suction force, which firmly attached the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand to it, and let him do his best, he couldn't move a single bit, and at this time, when he heard the words of the ancestral witch Tianshu, he was even more anxious.

At this moment, a terrifying coercion erupted violently from the body of the ancestor witch.

Hearing only the sound of 'bump', Cheng Yiming was like being hammered, and his body was like a fallen leaf, flying upside down.