Swish!

The three Iron Sword Divine Guards stood in front of Qing Yang, they didn't have facial expressions, but they could feel the terrifying killing intent in those red eyes from under the cold helmet, this was the most difficult battle Qing Yang faced after entering the Tiandang Ruins.

With the cultivation of the Four Xuan Realms as the simultaneous battle of three Seven Xuan Realm soul guards, this is simply a fantasy, and the words of Sha Luo still echoed in Qingyang's ears, "If you can't kill this Iron Sword Divine Guard, let alone get the inheritance of the Emperor Sword Monarch, even a small life... I'm afraid it's all going to have to be left here. ”

There was a faint hint of heavy pressure in Qingyang's heart, but how to deal with this situation now, the Iron Sword Divine Guard would not give Qingyang extra time to think, and in a breath, their figures flashed again.

In the flashes of light, the three sword shadows were already roaring with a strong murderous aura, seeing this, Qingyang's eyes condensed slightly, he did not choose to use the divine body, in this case, even the divine body was useless, and he could only rely on his body for the time being.

"Qinglian Sword Dictionary - Qinglian Step, Lotus Step by Step!"

With a low shout, a blue lotus shadow suddenly appeared under Qingyang's feet, and then his figure dissipated like a breeze, and the first sword slashed directly on Qingyang's afterimage, hissing... The space was directly cut into a gap.

Seeing this, Qingyang's eyes narrowed slightly, and just when he thought that Qinglian's step was effective, a terrifying coercion suddenly locked him, and then the space around him began to shrink violently and squeeze it, "Damn... It's a high-level coercion and space suppression!"

After the cultivation is in the second step, you can use the power of space, but generally... Before he really entered the Xuan Realm, the King Cultivator's use of space must still be clumsy, but I have to admit that with the improvement of the Xuan Realm's cultivation, the means for the King Cultivator to use space will be more and more.

For example, the iron sword Shenwei in front of him, although he has no soul and no consciousness, but his basic combat ability has been forged to the extreme, just to kill people, their grasp of space is much stronger than Qingyang's, just a look directly makes the space around Qingyang unbalanced and suppressed, making Qingyang's Qinglian step rhythm disordered, and directly stopping the figure.

But at this time, the third sword has already been killed, and it is perfectly blocked without any dead ends, sword after sword, layer upon layer, endless, the cooperation of this iron sword divine guard can be called wonderful, but this kind of wonderful situation in front of Qingyang is a little not good, the sword shadow continues to expand in the latter's pupils, and the air emits a sharp whistling sound.

"Eight Desolation Burning Flame Fingers!" In an instant, Qingyang reacted immediately, a finger pointed out like lightning, and then a constantly enlarged flame fingerprint rushed out, and the sword shadow exploded.

Bang bang bang!

The terrifying Seven Xuan Realm is reflected here, originally Qingyang could defend the Eight Desolation Burning Flame Fingers of the Five Xuan Realm, but now it was split by a sword, destroying the withering and decaying destruction, which simply made people's scalp tingle.

Rumble!

The moment the sword light cut off the fingerprints, an invisible wave of qi spread out in a circle, and then Qingyang's whole person was immediately hit again, flying upside down, and directly smashed into the cave walls on both sides of the bridge, embarrassed.

But for some reason, Qingyang's eyes were still calm, there were words in his mouth, he didn't know what he was trying, but being beaten was not his usual style, I saw that he held the Zhenyan Sword tightly in his right hand, and a fierce royal qi gushed out from his arm frantically, condensing on the sword body.

"Breaking the Sky Sword Technique - Breaking the Sky Annihilation!"

Roar!

Accompanied by a deafening dragon roar, a blue dragon-shaped sword light burst out from Qingyang's True Flame sword body, and the blue dragon sword light seemed to contain endless anger, and the moment it flew out, the surrounding space began to collapse frequently.

The Broken Sky Sword Technique is a sword technique that Qingyang has always admired, after all, this is a sword technique derived from the Sword Old Starry Sky Sword Classic, and if its power can be cultivated to the end, it will definitely be earth-shattering.

However, this sword slashed away, and before he could rush in front of the three Iron Sword Divine Guards, he saw a flash of red in their eyes, and an invisible spatial force directly shattered the entire dragon-shaped sword light training, without the slightest room.

Seeing this, Qingyang's pupils shrank suddenly, "Damn... This cultivation gap is really too big, and even the Void Breaking Sword Technique can't work?"

Qingyang subconsciously gritted his teeth, in the face of such a powerful opponent, although Qingyang has many hole cards, most of them still can't work, and some hole cards are used here, and some are wasteful, such as Qingjiao Thunder Pulp, which can kill the treasure of the Xuan Realm level, if it is used here, I am afraid that Qingyang will die of pain, but if you don't use it... And how do you get through this second level?

"I can only continue to try..."Qingyang muttered softly, enduring the pain from his body, Qingyang stepped into the void again, and one by one the green lotuses bloomed in the space, and for a while, the three iron sword guards were a little hesitant.

But in the next moment, they directly raised the huge iron sword in their hands, and a gray sword qi storm began to sweep out, the storm was filled with the powerful pressure of the Seven Xuan Realm, directly shattering the space, and pushing towards Qingyang without dead ends, this is the rhythm of killing with one blow, the monstrous sword blade storm bombarded from all directions, and the entire space emitted a deafening roar.

"Dayan Wanju Jue, Vermilion Bird Elephant - Vermilion Bird Yan Battle Suit!" Qingyang's eyes condensed, and he pinched the trick with one hand, and a huge and condensed fire light rose to the sky, wrapping his entire body, and then a crisp birdsong resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the terrifying Vermilion Bird Phantom was entrenched in front of Qingyang, forming an absolute protection.

The power of the Vermilion Bird Elephant is an endless life, and the gray sword storm on the opposite side is like killing, the confrontation between killing and life, what the result will be, Qingyang can't judge, but he must go all out, otherwise... It will be you who will fall accidentally.

Thundered!

The amazing sound spread from the place of the collision, and in Qingyang's extremely ugly look, the Vermilion Bird Phantom began to let out a mournful sound, and then the entire Phantom began to be cut by force, turning into starlight fragments, even the Vermilion Bird Elephant... It can't stop the attack of the Iron Sword Guard!

After smashing the Vermilion Bird Elephant, the sword storm did not have any intention of staying, but directly crushed towards the direction where Qingyang was, seeing this, Qingyang's expression was extremely gloomy, and he shouted anxiously in his heart: "Cheng... It's going to be done..."

"Fighting words... Trigger... Hurry up and trigger it!" Qingyang was very anxious in his heart.

That's right, from the beginning of the Eight Desolations Burning Flame Finger, Qingyang has been secretly chanting the mantra, hoping to touch the Douzi formula, in the current situation of disparity in combat power, if you want to reverse the situation, you can only rely on the Douzi formula.

It's just that... Although this fighting word trick is very powerful, many times... It's the luck component that plays a role in this, and nowadays... Qingyang has tried almost a hundred times, but still not a single one can trigger success.

"Could it be... Are you really going to waste the Qingjiao Thunder Pulp here?" Qingyang's eyes darkened slightly, and his heart was very entangled.

Seeing that the sword storm was about to sweep in, at that moment, Qingyang's heart suddenly became transparent and clear, he seemed to have entered an ethereal state, at the moment when this state appeared, Qingyang's eyes widened, and the fighting words in his heart were violently urged, hum!

At this moment... A strange and familiar force suddenly surged from the depths of his body, and this force immediately made his face ecstatic, and he finally succeeded!

"Drink ......"

"The Second Realm of Fighting Words - Fighting Realm !!"

(P: Pray for Sichuan, fold your hands.) ）