Yi Yan's eyes were staring at Leng Qiongzhi's attack, secretly calculating the distance in her heart, and when she came to the three meters range, she suddenly gave up attacking Zhang Zesheng's black flame, and instead used her aura to use a cloud of black flame to pounce on Leng Qiongzhi who was flying in.

The limitations of the realm and aura caused him to only be able to control one black flame now.

After Hei Yan appeared, he immediately turned into a wall of fire, Leng Qiongzhi quickly changed his move when he saw this, and at the same time as his feet stopped suddenly, all the blue aura on the long sword shot out, turning into a giant ice pick more than one meter long and stabbing at Hei Yan.

The distance between the two was only less than two meters, and after the appearance of this ice pick more than one meter long, it directly pierced the wall of black flame fire, quickly melting and accurately piercing Yi Yan's heart.

The ice pick melted quickly in the heat of the black flame, but because of the short distance, it was in front of Yi Yan in the blink of an eye, and at the moment when he saw that his body was about to be pierced, Yi Yan immediately turned sideways, trying to avoid this fatal blow.

"Huh~"

What's worse is that at the moment when he just moved, Zhang Zesheng suddenly appeared behind him, and the long sword in his hand flashed with cold light, pointing directly at his back.

The heart and the back, you can know which is more important than the other.

After making a judgment, Yi Yan did not stop in his dodge movements, and he didn't want to take Leng Qiongzhi's fatal blow even if he was seriously injured.

Yi Yan avoided the unavoidable scene, and Zhang Haoran, who was not far away, couldn't help but have a sneer on his face, but before the corners of his mouth were hooked to the best arc, a red afterimage suddenly appeared on Yi Yan's back, and he forcibly blocked Zhang Zesheng's attack.

"Poof~"

The attack was blocked, and the huge power instantly reversed, and Zhang Zesheng in the air spurted out a mouthful of old blood from his mouth, and his body flew out uncontrollably.

At the same time, Yi Yan also successfully dodged Leng Qiongzhi's attack and controlled Hei Yan to fight back.

Witnessing the black flame's powerful Leng Qiongzhi retreating quickly, Yi Yan took the time to look behind him, wanting to see who was the person who helped him block the attack.

"it!"

Turning his head over, a cheek as white as paper instantly appeared in front of his eyes, it was the female ghost in red who had been chasing him before.

"Dog man!"

I don't know if she was provoked by Yi Yan's words, the female ghost scolded angrily and quickly raised her hand, and slapped Yi Yan in the face.

"Smack~"

Yi Yan came out with the voice, and slammed into the ground after a 360-degree turn in the air.

"Day, slap me in the face!"

The hot pain on his face made Yi Yan feel like he was disgraced, regardless of the three seven twenty-eight and one flexible turn over and jump, he clenched his fists and rushed towards the female ghost.

"Idiot!"

Seeing this, the female ghost opened her mouth and scolded angrily again, and a strange and strange power appeared out of thin air with a light lift of her white hand, sucking Yi Yan like a whirlpool in the deep sea, making him unable to move.

"Devil!"

Zhang Zesheng, who was repulsed, stared at the red-clothed female ghost who subdued Yiyan in surprise, and at the same time showed a treacherous thinking look in his eyes, as if he was thinking about getting out.

"Zhang Daoyou, this is not a powerful ghost, but a sword soul that is rare in a thousand years, her sword body is damaged now, and her soul body is incomplete, if you subdue her, you can integrate it into your sword and become a supreme magic weapon!"

The voice of Hele Duwa suddenly appeared from the crowd, and everyone couldn't help but widen their eyes when they heard the word sword soul, and looked at the red-clothed female ghost floating in the air in disbelief.

The soulless sword is called the death sword, and the soulless sword is called the living sword, so you can kill people for a hundred miles without an owner.

Yi Yan also looked at the woman in red in surprise when he heard the word sword soul, he knew better than anyone how terrifying the sword soul was when he lived from ancient times to the present, even if he met a swordsman with a sword soul in his heyday, he would be afraid of three points.

When the woman in red heard that someone had identified her, she turned her head and glanced at Helie Duwa, although there was murderous intent in her eyes, she didn't put it to her brother, but after remembering his appearance, she controlled Yi Yan and wanted to turn away.

"Fellow Daoists, please join me in killing the evil demons and supporting the righteous path!"

Zhang Zesheng raised his arms and shouted, as if there was a mighty righteous air flowing out of his upright posture, but what appeared in those triangular eyes was greed and cunning.

"Kill the evil demons and help the right way!"

Zhang Haoran drew his sword and shouted, echoing his father while not forgetting to observe the reaction of the person next to him.

"Kill the demons and uphold justice!"

When everyone heard this, they drew their swords and shouted slogans, but no one took the lead in attacking.

They are not idiots, although the greed for the sword soul in their hearts is very strong, they also know the truth that there is a fate and no fate, and they will never make a move until they see the certainty of victory.

"A bunch of cowards." Zhang Zesheng scolded secretly in his heart, glanced at Leng Qiongzhi not far away, and shouted: "Leng Daoyou, if you don't make a move at this time, when will you wait!" ”

As the words fell, the earth-colored aura on his body flickered, enveloping him like a god's aura.

"Day, don't pull me if you want to die."

Feeling the powerful aura fluctuations emanating from Zhang Zesheng's body, Yi Yan couldn't help but shudder, and roared at the woman in red while struggling.

"Hmph, the two pseudo-god realms scared you like this, it's embarrassing."

The woman in red glanced at him disdainfully, and her other hand was slightly raised, blooming with a trace of yellow light that surrounded the air.

"Leng Daoyou!"

Zhang Zesheng reminded loudly, Leng Qiongzhi's body burst out with blue light when he heard this, and the huge aura instantly gathered in the sword.

"Water Cold Sword, Frozen for a Thousand Miles!"

The voice fell, and the long sword that flashed blue light was stabbed into the ground by her, and then countless spiritual qi instantly formed a cold ice on the ground, spreading towards the position of Yi Yan and the woman in red at a speed that was indistinguishable to the naked eye.

"Hmph, flower shelf!"

The woman in red snorted coldly, and countless sword qi suddenly appeared from under her feet, forming a hurricane that flew her and Yi Yantuo three meters off the ground.

"Patrol the mountain sword, the mountains and rivers are cracked!"

Zhang Zesheng, who was surrounded by the aura light, shouted his sword moves, and the earthy yellow light that surrounded his body moved with the sound, and all of them poured into the long sword in the blink of an eye.

"Go!"

When the time came, he drank coldly again, and swung the sword with both hands vigorously, and the terrifying aura power instantly swept into the ground.

Click~

The icy ground instantly cracked under his attack, and countless sharp ice blocks flew off the ground, turning into wisps of cold light and flying towards the hurricane that held Yi Yan and the woman in red.

"Really TM will cooperate!"

Yi Yan couldn't help but complain, looking at the ice cubes that seemed to be able to cut through the sky and was slightly surprised.

The ice cube was already hard, and under the impetus of Zhang Zesheng's attack, the speed was faster to a limit, and the combined power of the two was probably more terrifying than the bullet that came out of the disembowelment.

The woman in red glared at him when she heard his voice, then her red lips opened slightly, and she gasped hard.

"Zheng!"

Yi Yan was about to scream because of her, but she didn't expect a crisp and piercing sword sound to suddenly come out of her mouth.

The piercing sound of the sword spread rapidly from around her body like ripples in the clear pond, and the moment the flying ice and the sword sound met, it suddenly shattered, turning into pieces of ice crystals and floating to the ground.

"Frost Array!"

Seeing that his attack was easily defused, Leng Qiongzhi suddenly raised his sword and shouted.

"Yes!"

Eight crisp female voices sounded from the crowd, and then eight girls in blue skirts flew out, and in the blink of an eye, they appeared near Yi Yan and the woman in red, and surrounded the two of them with Bafang as their seats.

The woman in red looked around, pulled Yi Yan to find the girl casually and flew away, and with a wave of one hand, countless sword qi shot out, shooting straight into the girl's neck.

Leng Qiongzhi's figure flashed in front of the girl who was attacking with sword qi, and with a few swings of the sword, the sword qi of the woman in red was scattered.

"Burst!"

She shouted coldly, and then eight pillars of spiritual energy light shot out from the eight girls standing, and after ten meters straight into the air, they instantly connected into ten walls of light, blocking all the retreats of Yi Yan and the woman in red.

"Tsk, I can't imagine that the monk's strength has become weaker and weaker so far, and the moves are becoming more and more bells and whistles."

Looking at the wall of light and shaking his head and sighing, the monk before he was sealed would not be so good-looking at all, but every seemingly ordinary move contained endless killing moves, and the power was far from being comparable to these bells and whistles now.

As the words fell, the air around them dropped rapidly, and snowflakes appeared out of thin air, fluttering down.

Yi Yan looked at the recent snowflakes, subconsciously reached out but took it, and the woman in red next to him saw his movements, and the corners of her mouth hooked up with a sneer, but she didn't stop him.

Shout~

The moment the palm approached, the crystal clear snowflake suddenly turned into a sword qi, and the blue light flashed towards Yi Yan's palm.

Yi Yan reacted quickly, and immediately retracted it at the moment when the sword qi was about to cut off his finger, and then looked at the shallow blood marks on his thumb and said in surprise:

", isn't this TM the Sword Realm!"

The sword realm is an artistic conception generated by the sword cultivation and the saber under the condition of sword intent accessibility, the speed and strength of the sword cultivation in this realm will increase exponentially, and the enemy in the sword realm can not leave unless the sword realm user's aura is exhausted or dies.

"Frost Sword Realm, Flying Snow!"

Leng Qiongzhi's voice came, and a cold wind suddenly appeared, and then all the snowflakes in the wall of light moved with the wind, turning into a snow dragon and heading straight at the two of them.

Yi Yan was controlled by the woman in red and couldn't move, and when he saw the snow dragon pounce, he immediately shouted at her: "Let go of me, I can break this move." ”

Yi Yan was a little excited, this snow dragon gathered the huge aura of Leng Qiongzhi and her eight disciples, if he could be assimilated by him with black flames, he might be able to get away with this fire dragon.

But it's a pity that the woman in red raised her white hand as if she hadn't heard his words, and a blood-red sword qi flew out with a flick of her red sleeve, shooting straight at the snow dragon.

Qiang Qiang~

The encounter between the two is also the encounter of sword qi, like the collision sound of two swords fighting one after another, the proud dragon head of the snow dragon is like a steel to fight against the red sword qi, the two do not give in to each other, and it is difficult to distinguish between them in the air.

"Zheng~"

A sword roar suddenly sounded from behind Yi Yan, Yi Yan, who had been staring at the snow dragon, and the woman in red were startled at the same time, and when they looked back, they found that Leng Qiongzhi, who was still shouting sword moves on the opposite side just now, didn't know when he had appeared behind Yi Yan.

The blue light on her body flickered, and the long sword was full of coercion, and she blinked to Yi Yan's back like a blue death, and a sword stabbed Yi Yan's palm.