On the fifteenth day of the first month, it is approaching the time of Shen.

March's demon-red lips dried up abnormally, and Jia Zhixiao took advantage of this to ridicule, but he just lightly excused himself from the weather.

Only he confessed how nervous he was.

Jia Zhixiao suggested that a war should be started within the Thunder Hell Mountain Boundary, and his own side had the advantage in terms of numbers and cultivation, so he had no reason not to agree. It's just that Thunder Hell Mountain forbids external forces, and his eighteen magic guides can't be used.

Yue Yue Shu is the best 'Changer Flow' weapon warrior of the Holy Sect, and he can choose from the magic guide with excellent performance, and people rightfully believe that his strength is due to the advanced magic guide technology of the Holy Sect and his status as the young master of the three clans.

No one thought about whether he was diligent or talented, even though he had always been strict with himself. His sword can't compare to Yu Bing, his gun can't compare to Qi Xiaofeng, and his fists and feet can't compare to Qi Chen......

But none of them wanted to simply cook the March Season.

"Here they are."

The tip of Jia Zhixiao's tongue slid excitedly over his lips, and his usual weapon, the 'Baiji Stick', slammed into the ground, and he also stood up with his shoulders in high spirits. The electric snake climbed along the long stick, and the blue and purple electric sparks were reflected in the blue eyes, exuding a cruel color.

Yue Shu also got up, and his spiritual power locked on Yu Bing from afar. The moment Yu Bing and his party appeared from the iron bushes, Yue Yueshu's slender eyebrows and eyes were cold, and they instantly stared at the wind sword behind him.

On one side are March Shu, Jia Zhixiao, Jiang Suchen, Jiang Suhan, and on the other side are Yubing, Jun Xuanqing, Lan Xi, and Fuge.

"Let's talk about it." Jia Zhixiao's chin tapped Yu Bing's shoulder, "Hand over the wind sword, spare you from dying." ”

No one paid any attention to him.

A simple and heavy long sword slowly appeared in Yu Bing's hand, and as the sheath separated, an indescribable fierce aura burst out from Yu Bing's body. The sword qi and the aura of the jade ice are perfectly integrated, and the human sword is one.

A hint of envy flashed in Yue Shu's eyes, but the big bow in his hand had been unceremoniously opened, and the thunder and lightning were surrounded by thunder and lightning on the bowstring, and the thunder arrow was shot out in the blink of an eye!

The target is Jun Xuanqing on Yu Bing's side!

A light blade of light flashed out at the same time, and sliced at the arrow with a clatter. With this light sound as a guide, the battle suddenly broke out!

Jia Zhixiao shouted, and the Yellow Order Spirit Tool Hundred Pole Stick Tiger turned more than a dozen times in the air, and his blood and qi also churned, obviously blessed his body with amplification martial arts!

Jia Zhixiao's goal is only one -

"Yu Bing, suffer death!"

Sixth-Order Intermediate - Yu Bing quickly made a judgment on Jia Zhixiao's cultivation. Cultivating to a high level means that the foundation is more solid, and Yu Bing does not dare to underestimate it, and sacrifices the third-order low-level madness to strengthen itself. It's not that he can't use the intermediate madness, but he can't afford the risk of madness and intelligence reduction.

Both of them are extremely fast, and the distance is short, and they collide in one breath! Jia Zhixiao jumped high and slammed it towards Yu Bing's head!

Of course Yu Bing can hide, but he can't! In the confrontation between fighters, if you dodge the first move, your qi will inevitably be greatly reduced, and the rhythm of the battle will also be controlled by the locality!

"When—"

"Haha, but that's it!" Jia Zhixiao roared and took a step forward, and the hundred poles took advantage of the victory to wring towards Yu Bing's sword like a chase.

The jade ice surface does not change color; It is a fact that the other party's strength is greater, but refining qi is definitely worse than his own, and now is not the time to exert strength.

On the other side, the two brothers Jiang Suchen and Jiang Suhan attacked the masked Jun Xuanqing respectively, and the two of them did not dare to be careless, and the attack was quite conservative.

March Shu looked at the battle situation: Jia Zhixiao of the stick warrior suppressed Yu Bing, the Jiang brothers and Jun Xuanqing were in a stalemate, Lan Xi's summoning array was gaining momentum, and the other masked woman was motionless.

Are you waiting for yourself?

In March, he stepped on the wood and jumped into the floating song with the light body exercise of the method "Crossing the River with a Reed". One of the eighteen martial arts he mastered was the lasso, a powerful restraint weapon that was now being used to strike first!

Jun Xuanqing pretended to be anxious and shouted angrily, "Be careful! Retire! ”

Fu Ge also stepped back in cooperation, but the lasso seemed to have eyes, and instantly strangled her upper body!

"Uhhh

Fu Ge was led to fly, and at this time, Sanyushu's right hand had already been replaced with a broken sword, pointing at Fu Ge's chest!

At the last moment, the hat and veil were blown off by the wind, and Fu Ge calmly parted his red lips, only to see a drop of blood shoot out of the mouth of the sandalwood and fly towards the door of March Shu's face!

What a secret weapon?! The distance between the two is only two feet, and they are in the air together, so it's too late to hide! March was ruthless, the broken sword stabbed at the blood droplet, and the lasso was thrown hard to the left!

At the bottom left is a large piece of iron thorns!

Yu Bing and Jun Xuanqing were both entangled and flawlessly distracted, and when they saw that Fu Ge was about to be inserted into a hole by the iron thorns, the tiger-striped carved leopard Aksu jumped up, grabbed her clothes and stepped over the iron thorns!

Fuge's leg was cut with several blood marks from the edge of the iron thorns...... But that's the best ending.

At the same time, Yue Yueshu's short sword also pierced the blood droplets accurately, but unfortunately, the torn blood droplets still fell on his handsome face, seeping into the skin in an instant. He didn't notice the anomaly for a while, and immediately after landing on the ground, he rushed towards Lan Xi!

March Shu and Jiang Suchen sealed Lan Xi respectively, and the natal contract beast Aksu went to save people again, so she had no choice but to step forward to seek Jun Xuanqing's help.

"Jade Bing!"

Yu Bing comprehended, and even if he was hit by the infinite stick, he had to get out and retreat! His signature sword lotus was finally sacrificed at this moment, hundreds of thunder lights bloomed, and the green wind lingered on the tip of the sword, revealing murderous intent in the beauty!

"Glory to the Holy See."

What this sentence means, apart from Jun Xuanqing himself, only Yue Yushu knows best.

The spell of apotheosis!

This masked man is Jun Xuanqing? Or Yu Tingxi?!

A blood-red pill was thrown into March Shu's mouth, and then-

"Ancestor of Isis, please protect your descendants——!"

The momentary surprise made Yubing and Jun Xuanqing's eyes widen at the same time, but they didn't have time to respond, and the two divine powers erupted at the same time!

On one side, it is the bloodline of the ancestors of the time that the family has left; On one side, there is the bloodline of the Heavenly Demon of the Holy Sect and the Divine Ancestor of the Heavenly Brahman. Sanshu has no relationship with Isis, why can he use the apotheosis technique? Everyone present was confused.

The godpower that collided with each other pulled everyone's nerves and bodies, and the two spellcasters didn't mention it, and the other six people and a leopard couldn't move!

If you want to control Kamiwei, you need to belong to the signature skill of the Seventh Order Lord, 'God Worship'. Kamui is not something that this group of young people can use casually!

Jun Xuanqing's deification technique comes from his own bloodline, and he is certainly better than three points when he uses it. Just as he tried his best to urge his qi and blood, trying to make a space for Yu Bing, a heavy accident happened-

No one noticed that the Nine Swords of the Sword God were gaining momentum.

the wind sword behind Yu Bing, the golden sword and earth sword of March Shu, the wooden sword and light sword of Jia Zhixiao; They were originally the royal objects of the third generation of sword gods, gathering a large amount of divine power, and they have been used by several god-sealing monks in the past tens of millions of years......

Kamui will attract Kamui.

The power of the five mighty and righteous sword gods burst out so suddenly! Yu Bing, March Shu, and Jia Zhixiao spat blood from their mouths at the same time, and the agitated blood caused them to fall to the ground one after another!

March hurt the most! The divine power of the Heavenly Demon did not belong to him in the first place, and it had the potential to collapse under the collision!

The aftermath of the messy divine power swept away, and Lan Xi and the Jiang brothers were defeated and retreated more than ten steps, looking like they were going to fall.

"Young Master Yubing, give me the wind sword!"

Fu Ge struggled to rush into the divine power, his body covered in blood marks from iron thorns. Yubing didn't disappoint her either; Forcibly moving the Wind Sword caused multiple fractures in his right arm, and he endured the severe pain and threw the Wind Sword straight at Fuge!

"You, Hugh, want to ——!!"

Jia Zhixiao clenched his teeth and threw out his infinite stick on his stomach!

"Dang!"

Panic distorted Fu Ge's delicate face, and the infinite stick knocked the wind sword crookedly, and the moment he saw that the wind sword was about to escape into space and return to the sword shrine, a leaping blood basin bit the wind sword!

Aksu has made meritorious service again! It was agitated by the divine might, whimpering and curling up in a ball, but the wind sword was firmly biting.

And Yu Bing, who transferred the wind sword, felt the pressure drop sharply, and while Jia Zhixiao was still suppressed by the two swords of wood and light, he rolled and stood up......