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The True Yan Sword was wrapped and sealed by the scabbard at the moment, and its whole body was black, but even so, the fierce sword aura exuded from its sword body was very terrifying, and in the space around Qingyang's body, it was faintly trembling at this moment. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Qingyang felt it slightly, and opened the True Flame Sword of the first seal, and the grade was a Xuan-level Spirit Treasure!

Xuan-level spirit treasure, although it is the same grade as Yuanfeng's nine-song spear, but the difference between the two is worlds apart, because the True Flame Sword is a legendary artifact, and now it is only sealed, but even so, it still can't erase its powerful aura.

Holding the True Yan Sword, Qingyang felt that a powerful and incomparably powerful force was constantly pouring out, this feeling of being full of power was simply so cool, no wonder so many king cultivators were desperately trying to get a good treasure.

Looking at Yuan Feng again, at this moment, his one hand holding the Jiuqu gun was already covered with green tendons, it was obvious that he was very angry at the moment, what he wanted was actually robbed, this is an absolute shame!

"Do you think that this True Flame Sword belongs to you?" Yuan Feng still retained a trace of calm, and said in a low and hoarse voice, but everyone could see that he was angry at the moment.

Hearing this, Qingyang chuckled, now that the Zhenyan Sword is in hand, everything is complete, only the east wind is missing.

"Do you really think that the Mahayana realm is invincible in the world?"

"Invincible doesn't dare to say it, but it's still enough to kill you and recapture the True Yan Sword!" Yuan Feng didn't plan to grind with Qingyang, and as soon as he mentioned the Jiuqu spear in his hand, his figure rushed up.

I have to say that the combat endurance of this Yuan Feng is also first-class, and after fighting for so long, it has not completely shown fatigue.

"Nine Songs Angry Heaven Breaks!" With an angry shout, the Nine Songs Spear Saint Mang in Du Shouyan's hand soared, sweeping out like a wave, and at this moment, it seemed to transform into thousands of gun shadows, tearing apart the space, like a prairie fire, rolling towards the Qingyang waves.

The gun's momentum was terrifying, and the terrifying holy light mixed with the irresistible Mahayana power of the psychic realm shook the heavens and the earth, and the constantly flickering holy light made the entire heaven and earth turn white.

Everyone's gaze on the battlefield has become slightly numb, because this battle has continued until now, everyone has seen too much surprise, and now no one can say for sure the outcome of this battle, only wait and see.

The consumption of this blow was obviously very staggering, Yuan Feng's aura immediately became weak after using this blow, and his face became extremely pale, but his face was full of madness, he wanted to regain what he wanted!

At this time, Qingyang, who had been silent, also slowly clenched the True Yan Sword, his face was still a little pale, and the royal qi consumed before slowly recovered somewhat, and next, Qingyang planned to pour all his royal qi into it, just to cast this decisive sword.

"Yuan Feng, let's win or lose with one move!" Qingyang shouted violently, and then rushed into the sky, and the crazy royal spirit swept out like a flood.

"It's exactly what I want!" Yuan Feng also shouted when he heard this, and the nine-curved gun in his hand danced wildly, and the terrifying gun shadow was wrapping all the dead corners of Qingyang with lightning speed, this time, it will be a blow with all his strength!

Rumble!

Qinglian stepped away, like a dancing step instantly attracted everyone's attention, this kind of profound step is a kind of beautiful enjoyment even from the layman's point of view.

And in this kind of pace, the True Yan Sword in Qingyang's hand also flew chic and smart, and at the same time, Qingyang's eyebrows shone brightly, and at this moment, the flame phase royal qi between heaven and earth was gathered by Qingyang and turned into its power.

As soon as the artifact was struck, I knew if there was one, and the terrifying momentum suddenly spread, everyone's figures trembled, and the storm swept over, and they frequently withdrew from the battlefield so as not to be affected.

Woohoo!

"Nine swords in the starry sky, two swords mountain and river collapse!"

Airplanes!

The phantom of the mountains and rivers emerged, and the mountains and rivers collapsed again, but the scene was very different, the phantom of the mountains and rivers was actually red, as if purgatory, full of endless heat waves, this is the terrible thing about the true flame sword as an artifact, all the sword moves that are performed with the artifact will be accompanied by the power of the artifact, which is extremely terrifying.

With the dancing of Qingyang's sword light, the sword body of the True Yan Sword actually emitted endless red light at this moment, and the light turned into sword light and roared, as if it was covering the heavens and the earth, and the shadow of the sword light also became deeper and more condensed.

The condensed red sword light fused with the power of the True Flame Sword, exuding very terrifying fluctuations, and what was even more terrifying was the artistic conception of the sword, a strong meaning of the breadth of mountains and rivers, which made everyone's hearts tremble.

"What? It actually contains artistic conception! So what! What I want, no one can stop me!"

"Endless spear, swallow him for me!" Yuan Feng roared angrily, and the endless spear shadow finally turned into a monstrous force at this moment and swallowed all Qingyang's figure.

Bang bang bang!

Rumble!

However, in the endless light, a red sword light burst out like a sharp blade, overwhelmingly tearing apart the scene of gunfire, and the gun curtain that was originally like a fierce beast was shattered into points of light at this moment, this scene is a little terrifying.

The surrounding terrain was once again cut out of huge potholes, and it was shocking to look at from a distance, and it was hard to imagine that this was caused by the battle between the Psychic Realm and the Transformation Soul Realm King Cultivator.

In the sky of light, countless sword qi were scattered, they all lost their strength in the confrontation just now, and slowly fell to the sky and earth like goose feathers, everyone's eyes widened at this moment, they didn't expect this to be the end.

Yuan Feng's face was very pale, he didn't expect that the blow he had done his best would actually turn to zero in this way, he no longer had the strength to fight, even if he was a psychic realm Mahayana was also powerful and poor, now his royal qi had already been emptied.

At this time, Qing Yang, who was opposite him, was also terribly pale, obviously the sword just now had exhausted all his strength. Is this battle a draw?

Just when everyone was shaking, the True Flame Sword in Qingyang's hand actually moved again!

"I said, I'm going to kill you, Yuan Feng!" the corners of Qingyang's mouth squirmed slightly, and a trace of essence flashed in his tired eyes.

The tip of the True Yan Sword exuded an elegant and free aura, as if a cyan wind was blowing, and the points of light and sword qi that were originally scattered and dissolved seemed to be pulled by a force at this moment, and they were once again frantically condensed into a fierce breeze visible to the naked eye.

"Qinglian Sword Codex, the second weight, Changfeng Sword Song!"

The demeanor of this sword is frozen in everyone's shocking eyes, and time seems to be condensed at this moment, this sword is such a miracle, from impossible to possible.

Yuan Feng's eyes widened: "Impossible! How can you still have the strength to cast a sword!"

There will be times when the wind and waves will be long, poof!

The wind blew, and a figure fell from the sky like a meteor.

"Wind!!" At this moment, Yuan Lei and the other three saw Yuan Feng fall to the ground, and immediately gave up the Seven Flame Tiger in front of them, and immediately caught Yuan Feng in a flash.

"I really don't have the strength anymore. However, this is exactly what the Changfeng Sword Song embodies, borrowing power to become the wind, and the wind is long. Qingyang slowly descended from the sky, his face was full of fatigue, but his eyes were still bright and authentic.

The second weight of the Qinglian Sword Codex, after Qingyang came out of the fire spirit world, he naturally comprehended it. This second weight, the Changfeng Sword Song, is very magical, it is a kind of skill that uses strength to make force, and the skill of four or two thousand catties is in it.

It was precisely by taking advantage of this that Qingyang defeated Yuan Feng.

At this moment, the divine armor on Yuan Feng's body was almost completely damaged, covered in blood, embarrassed, and his breath was sluggish, and the power generated by the previous confrontation between the two swords hit Yuan Feng's body, and if he was replaced by another person, I am afraid that he would have died at this moment.

(P: The second update, it shouldn't be too late.) The second holy city is almost over, and the next step is to continue all the way to the climax. ）