In the end, Wen Qingye still reminded: "Xiaoyun, you strike first, this Nangong Xun is condensing"

Zhang Xiaoyun nodded when he heard this, his body turned into a bolt of lightning and rushed towards Nangong Xun, and a sword swept towards Nangong Xun's neck.

Nangong Xun didn't expect Zhang Xiaoyun to say that he would do it, and said with a sneer: "Your swordsmanship is much worse than the rumors."

Boom!

The dark green long knife met Zhang Xiaoyun's sword heavily, and suddenly a rapid spark light flickered, and then a huge sound of gold and iron rang out.

The two of them took three steps back at the same time, and Nangong Xun's heart was shocked, wasn't this Wen Qingye seriously injured? Why is he still so strong?

"The swordsmanship has lost its spirituality, and its strength has decreased a lot, but it doesn't look like it's injured."

The people who had watched Wen Qingye's battle glanced at each other at this moment, and at the same time came to such a conclusion.

When Yan Chang saw this, his brows furrowed, and he said to himself: "Impossible, I was obviously seriously injured last night."

Tang Ao nodded, and then said, "Maybe it's a secret method, but his strength doesn't seem to be as strong as before, it's just the level of an ordinary nine-rank golden immortal."

"I'm used to using knives, and my swordsmanship is far from Qingye's, so it seems that I have to fight quickly."

Zhang Xiaoyun's footsteps had not yet been completely stabilized, and the sword in his hand had continued to sweep over.

Boom!

The bodies of the two of them swept from the ground to the sky, like a violent wind, and only the sparks that appeared from the occasional clash of gold and iron, and the roar of the bursting storm, could we know where the two were in the end.

Zhang Xiaoyun frowned, this Nangong Xun's strength itself was extremely strong, coupled with the long knife in his hand, even if Zhang Xiaoyun broke through, he still felt a lot of pressure.

Wen Qingye was also engrossed in watching the battle between the two at this moment, and did not dare to be careless at all.

Life and death are instantaneous!

Rumble!

Swords and swords slammed together, and suddenly a powerful storm spread out from the middle.

At the same time as Zhang Xiaoyun's body floated out, her palm reached behind her back, and as soon as she inserted the sword into the scabbard, a red bone knife phantom fell into her hand, and the killing power that suddenly shattered the world continued to spread.

The Way of Ten Thousand Flames!

"Falling Phoenix Knife Battle!

The blade of the bone knife swallowed violently, and a void sword seemed to come out slowly, and Nangong Xun couldn't see the trajectory at all.

"Isn't this the martial arts of the Phoenix Clan?"

Bai Yiyang, who was originally watching the play with a happy face, saw this, and there was a trace of horror in his eyes.

Oh, my God!

Isn't this Falling Phoenix Sword Duel a high-grade immortal sword duel that has been lost by the Phoenix Clan? How can Wu Qiren make this out? Could it be that the "Seven Phoenix Secret Classics" is really on his body?

Everyone present was shocked, but they didn't expect Wen Qingye to suddenly use a knife duel, and the sword duel looked very unusual.

They are completely messy, what is the origin of this Holy Son of the Fire Sword Sect?

"It's not a serious injury, but with this bit of strength, you can't be my opponent"

Nangong Xun bit his teeth, and the dark green long knife in his hand turned, and the surrounding vitality rushed towards Nangong Xun's knife body like a surging wave.

"Ride the waves!"

The blade body turned nine times, flooding with nine paths of vitality, and there was a purple light in it, fueling the prestige, which was the power of Nangong Xun's cultivation method, and slashed towards Zhang Xiaoyun's sword in front of him.

Boom Boom!

The two swords collided violently, and the violent true qi raged wildly, and the surrounding air erupted with a piercing roar, and the case was like a ship in a raging storm, sweeping towards the surrounding frantically.

Zhang Xiaoyun's arm was cold, and when he looked at it, he saw that the clothes on his right arm had been shattered, revealing a hideous and terrifying knife mark, and the skin and flesh around him were blooming.

Nangong Xun retreated to the rear again and again, his face was a little pale, he stabilized his pace, and said coldly: "Wu Qiren, do you still want to kill me?"

Zhang Xiaoyun bit the tip of his tongue, forcibly held back Qingming, and said secretly: "This Nangong Xun is really strong, I didn't expect that my cultivation reached the Nine Rank Golden Immortal, but I still couldn't kill him."

That's right, Zhang Xiaoyun has a murderous intent towards Nangong.

Sometimes, people are very strange that they have been humiliated as if it is nothing, but seeing their beloved being humiliated can explode at any time.

Obviously, Zhang Xiaoyun saw Nangong Xun's attitude towards Wen Qingye, and he already had a killing intent in his heart.

Nangong Xun thought that he could take advantage of Wu Qiren's serious injury and defeat this Holy Son of the Fire Sword Sect fiercely, but he completely miscalculated, and at this moment, seeing the power of this 'Wu Qiren', he became more cautious.

Zhang Xiaoyun gritted her teeth, knowing that her time was running out, her secret method cultivation was not perfect, and there was not much time to perform this snatching purgatory, her body moved, and the bone knife in her hand slashed.

Decisive!

At this moment, she showed her decisiveness, she only had the upper hand with her strong martial arts, and now, Zhang Xiaoyun did not plan to give Nangong time to react.

A murderous aura surged out from the blade, densely packed, like a huge sky net, each mesh was composed of red flames.

"Falling Phoenix Sword! Flame Falling to the Sky!"

Zhang Xiaoyun's lips opened, the voice was like a sword light and a fire shadow, with a killing breath in the fierceness, above the sky, there seemed to be hundreds of red swords, these swords covered the sky, virtual and real, like a dream.

With this move, Zhang Xiaoyun added her Ten Thousand Flame Dao, a terrifying trace of flames, and every place carried the power of burning heaven and earth.

"This is the way of ten thousand flames!"

Chu Xianyu saw it and lost his voice: "The Dao of Wan Yan is the avenue of cultivation of the Phoenix Clan, is this Wu Qiren related to the Phoenix Clan?"

Su Mo saw it and fell into deep thought: "The Way of Ten Thousand Flames?"

Zhang Xiaoyun exerts his strength, and he will definitely expose martial arts and Taoism, but there are also many masters present, and they can't hide it at all.

Nangong Xun didn't expect Zhang Xiaoyun to organize the next move so quickly, he immediately gritted his teeth, clenched the hilt of the knife with both hands, and then the knife in his hand turned to the countless swords in the sky and slashed away.

"Peerless!"

A huge wave suddenly appeared behind Nangong Xun, the white waves were waving in the wind in mid-air, the violent wave was almost clearly visible to everyone, the cold blade reflected the blue light, and nine blue divine lights rushed out from the blade.

Boom! Boom!

Swords and swords shine across the sky, and the entire sky is rendered in a colorful and bizarre light.

The center where the bone knife and the dark green blade collided was like a gushing magma, erupting into the surrounding area like a 10,000-year-old magma tide, and the entire heaven and earth that shook trembled.

The fight between the two shook the world and shook the earth.

Zhang Xiaoyun's body retreated again and again, his chest was shocked by a powerful force, and a mouthful of red blood spurted out violently, with a trace of black in the blood, which was obviously a bruise from the heart.

Now, Wen Qingye's injuries are even more serious, this is his body after all.

I have to say that this Nangong is very good.

"It's up to you, and you still want to kill ........"

Nangong Xun laughed proudly, but suddenly his expression froze.

Coax!

The flames in the sky rose from the soles of Nangong Xun's feet, and in everyone's field of vision, Nangong Xun's body was covered by the flames.

In the blink of an eye, the flames disappeared without a trace, and Nangong Xun also disappeared without a trace with the flames.

(End of chapter)