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Duan Surong and Yang Kun fought against each other several times, but they all ended in a draw, and between the two, it was no longer a collision between fists and feet, but a battle of internal force and a competition of Taoism.

It could be seen that Yang Kun's whole body exuded bursts of blue and faint light, circulating around him like a tornado, and the sword qi inspired by Duan Surong's six-vein divine sword was either shattered, removed, or counterattacked back.

This kind of miracle is a great shift.

There are seven layers, but there are only six layers that can really be learned, because the seventh layer is not really reached by the writers.

However, after years of development, the seventh layer of the great shift has gradually gained an eyebrow, and once the seventh layer is cultivated, you can step into the innate realm.

"Shaoshang Sword!"

Duan Surong shouted, only to see him stretch out his hands, and then use his internal force, and point out his right thumb at Yang Kun.

Brush!

This sword is used, the momentum is huge, quite earth-shattering, wind and rain to the momentum.

"Great Nine Heavenly Hands!"

Yang Kun blasted out with a palm, the momentum sank vigorously, and a palm slapped over, colliding with the transparent Shaoshang sword, and in an instant, the energy was overflowing, and Yang Kun's beard was flying.

Rumble!

Yang Kun slapped hard, and then defeated Shaoshang's sword, and then the whole person rushed towards Duan Surong like an arrow from the string, without saying a word, he raised his hand and slapped it with a palm, making a whistling wind. нéiУāпGê

Duan Surong's face remained unchanged, and the index finger of his right hand quickly pointed out, and in an instant, a translucent sword qi rushed out, as clever and flexible as a spiritual snake, and it actually avoided Yang Kun's palm and pierced into his heart.

Yang Kun had no choice but to withdraw the offensive, move the Qiankun to defend, and break the Shang Yang sword.

Brush!

Duan Surong was unforgiving, and when Yang Kun retreated, the middle finger of his right hand quickly pointed out, and a translucent sword qi rushed out again, opening and closing widely, and the momentum was majestic.

Yang Kun quickly held the circle with both hands, and a translucent ball was formed between his hands, all of which were formed by internal force, and then slowly separated his hands, and his palms became two points of the yin and yang fish, running slowly.

"Drink!"

I saw that Yang Kun suddenly drank, his whole body was shocked, and the internal force erupted, and Duan Surong's translucent sword qi was like a horse that had been pulled the reins, and was pulled by Yang Kun, and after turning in a big circle, he actually reflexively killed Duan Surong.

"What!?"

Duan Surong was shocked, his eyes widened immediately, and without thinking much about it, he raised his hand and hit another mid-rush sword, opening and closing widely, with a majestic momentum.

Boom!

The two sword qi collided, and then both were annihilated.

"Duan Surong, suffer death!"

Yang Kun's voice came, and Da Jiutian's hand had already fallen, and it slapped directly on Duan Surong's chest.

Brush!

Poof!

Duan Surong's backhand was a sword shot out from the thumb of his right hand, it was the Shaoshang Sword, which stabbed straight at Yang Kun's body and came out of his body.

"Wow......"

The two of them spat out a large amount of blood at the same time, their faces turned pale, and they flew out upside down.

All of them suffered minor injuries.

But the two still refused to admit defeat, struggling to get up from the ground, and at the same time using internal force, healing their wounds, and brewing a step attack.

Brush!

On the other side, Yue Dingtian and the Eastern Sect Master have already handed over, and Yue Dingtian is practicing innate skills, and he has peerless martial arts such as Dugu Nine Swords.

And the Dongfang Sect Master, or should be called Dongfang Wanyu, she can only absorb stars**.

However, star-sucking ** is an extremely evil martial art, especially after the deduction of the Sun and Moon God Sect, it has reached the perfect realm.

Of course, absorbing stars**, after all, is only absorbing the internal force of others and transforming it into one's own internal force, and you can't rely on absorbing stars** to absorb others' comprehension of Taoism.

Therefore, absorbing stars**, although demonic, can only be regarded as a peerless exercise.

While!

Yue Dingtian stabbed with a sword, and the sword light bursted, like a light passing through the void and approaching Dongfang Wanyu.

"Yes, yes, Daddy, go up, use Dugu Nine Swords, use Innate Skills, and Zixia Divine Skills to defeat these villains!" Yue Shanyue raised her hand beside Jiang Nian and shouted wildly, cheering for Yue Dingtian.

It's a pity that Jiang Nian deliberately found a far place for the safety of Yue Shanyue and the others. Therefore, Yue Dingtian couldn't hear Yue Shanyue's cheering at all.

Even, Yue Dingtian has not found Yue Shanyue until now.

It was precisely because of the distance that such a big thing happened to Jiang Nian and Ling Guangcheng just now, and Yue Dingtian didn't feel it.

Dongfang Wanyu smiled slightly, stretched out her Qianqianyu hand, and touched Yue Dingtian's sword like a stroke.

Absorbing the star** operation, in an instant, Yue Dingtian's face changed greatly, the sword qi collapsed, he threw it with all his strength, broke free from Dongfang Wanyu's Qianqian jade hand, and retreated dozens of steps.

"The martial arts are good, but unfortunately, it's not my opponent!"

Dongfang Wanyu grinned, and the lotus step moved lightly, slowly walking towards Yue Dingtian.

Yue Dingtian's face was quite ugly, although his swordsmanship was outstanding, and his martial arts were even more worldly, but in the face of the terrible star-absorbing **, he had no choice.

Any move is useless, it will be sucked by Dongfang Wanyu.

"Burst!"

Yue Dingtian gritted his teeth, used his internal force with all his strength, injected it into the swordsmanship, and then stabbed out with a sword, like an extremely thin light, killing Dongfang Wanyu.

In the face of Yue Dingtian's powerful blow, Dongfang Wanyu's eyes were also a little more solemn, and she slowly raised a pair of slender and soft hands, and the perfect jade body loomed in the light veil, which was extremely attractive.

The star-absorbing ** is running, the internal force is agitated, and the clothes are fluttering with the internal force, which makes Dongfang Wanyu even more charming, and it is extremely charming.

In the end, Dongfang Wanyu only stretched out a perfect jade hand and slowly opened her five fingers.

Rumble!

Yue Dingtian's sword stabbed, and the tip of the sword collided with Dongfang Wanyu's jade hand, and suddenly, there were two terrifying qi colliding, and then the aftermath of the collision continued to spread around.

Yue Dingtian desperately pressed himself, but Dongfang Wanyu didn't even take a step, but the long sword in Yue Dingtian's hand became more and more bent, more and more bent.

Boom!

With a crisp sound, Yue Dingtian's sword broke directly, and it was twisted into pieces in the internal force of the star absorbing **.

Boom!

Then Dongfang Wanyu pushed out with a palm and hit Yue Dingtian's chest, Yue Dingtian flew out upside down like an old cow hit by a train, spitting blood in the air.

Speaking of which, it is also Yue Dingtian who has not comprehended the meaning of the way of the sword, although his swordsmanship is strong, although the martial arts are exquisite, but he has not comprehended the way of the sword, no matter how strong he is, it is limited.

Facing Dongfang Wanyu in the half-step innate realm, Yue Dingtian was naturally not an opponent.

Seeing Yue Dingtian falling, Duan Surong's face turned ugly, but Yang Kun smiled and said, "The surname Duan, your teammates have already hit the street, I see what you should do!" ”

"Dead old man, what are you in a hurry, I'll let you hit the street right away!" Duan Surong gritted his teeth and said.

……

On the other side, Nan Zhaosong fell into the siege of the top ten top masters, although he had such exquisite swordsmanship as the Flying Immortals outside the sky, but after all, his two fists were invincible to his four hands, and his body was already injured.

After being hit by Duan Jianli's six-vein divine sword, Nan Zhaosong killed the two of them, but there was also a bleeding hole in his body.

It can be said that Nan Zhaosong now hates Xuanyuan Chong, if it weren't for Xuanyuan Chong's temporary escape, he would definitely not have fallen into such a dangerous situation.

And Xuanyuan Chong, who left the competition venue, had already come to the palace at this time.

"Good, that's good!"

Xuanyuan Chong looked at the palatial layout around him and muttered to himself.

He walked towards the dragon chair step by step, and then sat down, imagining the scene of Fang kneeling down and worshipping all the people, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a smile.

"Soon, one step away!"

Syllable!

Suddenly, Xuanyuan Chong raised his hand and slapped the dragon head on the armrest of the dragon chair, and suddenly, the dragon head was concave, but the dragon chair suddenly vibrate.

Xuanyuan Chong jumped up and landed beside him, looking at the hole that was slowly revealed, Xuanyuan Chong's expression also became excited, and it became unpredictable.

Brush!

When the entrance to the cave was all opened, Xuanyuan Chong jumped directly in.

Plop puff...!

After falling nearly a hundred meters, Xuanyuan Chong stood on the ground, and the candles around the wall quickly lit up, illuminating the entire tunnel.

Xuanyuan Chong walked inside step by step, his steps were gentle, as if he was afraid that he would wake someone up.

When Xuanyuan Chong turned several corners, finally, the surroundings began to become empty, but the smell of blood slowly appeared in the air.

"You're here!"

An extremely soft, beautiful, crisp voice like a yellow warbler came into Xuanyuan Chong's ears. It's just that there are vicissitudes in this voice that are difficult for ordinary people to understand.

For a moment, Xuanyuan Chong was stunned, stiffened in place, and a line of tears flowed out of his eyes.

"Ying'er!"

Xuanyuan rushed quickly, and after turning the corner, he saw a woman dressed in white sitting quietly on a wooden bench, quietly, as if it did not exist, as if it existed, and suddenly as if it was nothing, and panicked and ghostly.

Xuanyuan Chong looked at it, and was stunned for a while.