The old man in the yellow robe was broken like a mountain, as expected, his expression was still solemn, no sorrow or joy, and his body was full of awe-inspiring earthy breath, with the thick earth breath constantly rising, the naked eye could see that the ground under his feet suddenly rolled up layers of dust, like a rolling torrent rushing wildly, the momentum was vast and heavenly, intending to crush the other party into meat and pulp foam in one fell swoop.

Wind and Cloud Sword Momentum!

The sword of "broken gold" in Ziyan's hand flew, and the golden wind on the flat ground suddenly rose, and for a while, the wind roared and roared, rolling dust and waves in anger......

The old man in the yellow robe saw that his thick soil was crushing, and was swept away by a sudden golden hurricane, and the dust in the sky suddenly flew and dissipated.

The heart was cold, the battle intent between the expressions was monstrous, almost crazy, the breath of the earth became more and more thick and diffused, and the whole momentum was as strong and heavy as a mountain boulder, as if it was integrated with the ground under its feet, there was an inseparable sense of majestic heaviness, as solid and upright as a mountain, and as thick and solid as a mountain.

The yellow-robed old man raised his sword in both hands towards the sky, looking even thicker, and his awe-inspiring momentum doubled in an instant, making people suddenly feel a very dangerous feeling.

Huanglong Yayun!

A dragon roared into the sky, and the sword slashed into the air and landed on the ground, like a mountain and a huge rock descending, rolling up the dust in the air, turning into a rolling yellow dragon, and the domineering peerless swooped towards Ziyan.

The power of this sword is enough to split the mountain and break the mountain, the sword shadow flashes, stacked heavily, and splits out dozens of sword rays like mountains in one breath, one sword is better than a sword, as if dozens of yellow dragons are flying and dancing wildly, the momentum is shaking the sky, and in an instant, Ziyan's figure is shrouded in it, and the dodge space on the front and back and left and right are all heavy dragon shadow swords.

The old man in the yellow robe had a glistening light in his eyes, and he firmly locked the opponent's figure with a murderous aura, but when he saw a purple shirt and skirt floating and flashing, he seemed to be like a ghost shuttling between the gap between the sword and the dragon shadow, which seemed to be dangerous, but in fact it was thrilling and unscathed.

Ziyan's three thousand green silks fluttered and fluttered, with a light and clear face, and he was in the dragon shadow sword like a mountain, as if he was walking leisurely, and he was free to walk like clouds. Suddenly, she took a diagonal step sideways, and her body swept out of the shroud of the sword and dragon shadow in the sky as light as the wind, and no one could see how she did it?

In the next second, he suddenly appeared in front of the yellow-robed old man, and the sword came out, and a golden sword light was as terrifying as lightning, slashing diagonally towards the opponent's sword-holding arm. The whole action is smooth, without a trace of pyrotechnics.

After all, the old man in the yellow robe is a high-level Venerable of the Qiankun Realm, and he is by no means comparable to the idle people, the moment he was shocked, his body reacted at the same time, and he suddenly moved sideways, and a blood light splashed, although the arm was cut with a bloody slit, the person quickly retreated a few meters, and he could avoid the misfortune of a sword and a broken arm.

While retreating, the two-handed big sword swirled, rolling up a cloud of dust, and mixed with the sword to form a ring of protection, first to ensure that he did not lose it. Then he weirdly picked up the wide sword blade, and quickly lifted it from the bottom to the top towards Ziyan's two hips. Ignoring the bleeding arm, the Jedi counterattack that will not kill him. The rich sense of battle is vividly interpreted.

Ziyan didn't expect that the opponent's ability to change the machine was so old, and the sense of battle was so keen, under the shock, it was too late to dodge, and the afterimage appeared immediately in the thought, and the real body was hidden, and the afterimage left behind was provoked into two by the other party from the bottom up, which can be described as thrilling.

The yellow-robed old man's face just showed a cold and cruel smile, and then it stopped abruptly, because out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure appearing on his side, and then saw a little golden streamer quickly pass through his ring protection, and quickly enlarge in front of his eyes.

The old man in the yellow robe made a strange and tricky sword, and the castration was particularly strong, and he was beyond his power to retreat and block in time for a while, and he didn't even have the time and opportunity to exchange injuries for injuries.

The only thing that can be done now is to retreat, and every step back will cause a vibration on the ground, setting off streams of dust and surging with it, like a turbulent wave, which greatly hinders the speed of the opponent's pursuit.

Ziyan unexpectedly pursued him as she imagined, giving the yellow-robed old man a chance to quickly distance themselves from each other.

The old man in the yellow robe regained his respite, and took a pill to stop bleeding and heal his wounds in shock. The momentum of the heavy mountain then evaporated from the body again, permeating the surroundings, as if even the air had become viscous and heavy, and each fine dust seemed to contain the power of a thousand catties, and the heavy, diffuse yellow-brown dust suddenly gathered in one place, and the naked eye visibly formed a great mountain peak, hanging above Ziyan's head, constantly falling downward, crushing.

It was only at this time that the old man in the yellow robe breathed a heavy sigh of relief, and secretly glad in his heart that the other party had no strength left to pursue, although the strength of cultivation seemed to be between himself and himself, but the other party was too young after all, and he lacked experience in battle, so that he lost a great opportunity, so that he had a chance to breathe, so that he could exert this "peaks and peaks" momentum.

For a while, the self-confidence and domineering spirit of the old man in the yellow robe who had slipped greatly surged again, and his invincible arrogance was revealed; ＂

Seeing the other party's petite and weak body, trying his best to resist the crushing of his own "peaks and mountains", there was no sign of surrendering and admitting defeat, although he was surprised in his heart, but he would never have a trace of pity and pity for the jade, and the other party's strong strength made him feel extremely uneasy and a sense of crisis. Touching the wound on his arm, the power of the earth on his body increased a little more, and the dust in the air also added a little gravity.

Ziyan's head seemed to hang a majestic and heavy boulder peak, constantly falling down and crushing, the whole body trembled under the weight of the mountain, and the body continued to be filled with light smoke and mist, which quickly converged and combined into a rolling cloud wave, the snow waves were tumbling and rushing, instantly sweeping the mountains, and the golden streamer burst out from the rolling clouds......

Puff puff...... The thick boulder peaks and peaks are visibly cracked open with the naked eye, constantly cracking and falling, and the yellow dust and dust fly into the air.

Roar!

Seeing this, the yellow-robed old man shouted angrily, the big sword in his hand roared and circled in the air, and the surrounding thick earth power instantly converged on the sword body, and a yellow dragon seemed to swoop towards Ziyan like thunder from the clouds in the depths of the sky.

A roar erupted from the throat of the yellow-robed old man, roaring like thunder, making people's eardrums buzz and reverberate. The sound of the sword momentum, the power is unparalleled, the sword has not arrived, the dragon roars to the sky, and the heavy and domineering sword power is coming, like the sky falling to the ground, constantly crushing, as if trying to crush the opponent's body into pulp......

The sword of the old man in the yellow robe is full of the power of heaven and earth. It can be described as domineering, this sharp and uncast thunderous blow, where it passed, ploughed a long deep pit in the hard ground of the high platform, which made the scalp tingle to look at.

In the face of this earth-shattering blow of the perfect combination of majestic and domineering, Ziyan's star-like shining pupils shrank slightly, and the sword intent on her body became even more intense, as if she saw her whole body condensed into an endless peerless sword. A brilliant golden brilliance broke through the sky, instantly turning into a ten-meter-long sword qi rainbow, as if it suddenly shot out from among the clouds.

Click!

A golden rainbow with a high-frequency shock wave, like lightning and thunder, slashed at the opponent like a meteorite from the sky. There was a bang, and at the same time as the golden light burst, the meteorite-like sword of the yellow-robed old man was also shattered.

The shattered golden light was unexpected, as if they were all spiritually gathered, and instantly recombined into a more perfect and dazzling golden rainbow, and shot towards the other party without stopping.

Seeing this, the yellow-robed old man's eyes widened with rage, "Hengjiang is broken!" With a loud shout, the big sword in his hand drew a dark yellow arc of light at dusk, and the thick earth power penetrated into the sword body, and the dust around it flew around in a circle, rotating and converging, and instantly condensed into the phantom of a huge rock.

Defense is a special strength of the thick earth attribute, and defensive counterattack is the fundamental martial skill of this attribute, but active attack is the weakest weakness. At this time, when we return to the roots, we can see its thick and solid true color that is as immovable as a mountain.

The two sides only in a few breaths, they experienced a wave of three stacks of thrilling fighting, in the strong confrontation of lightning and flint, a tide of ups and downs, the old man in the yellow robe was forced to return to a strong defense from the domineering incomparably active attack, and was not allowed to show the defensive momentum of "Hengjiang Broken Flow", in order to block the strong counterattack of the other party like thunder.

The old man in the yellow robe was secretly calculating in his heart at this time, as long as he could withstand the opponent's round of thunderbolt attacks, and take advantage of the moment's decline and stagnation, he would suddenly launch a thunderous blow, and he would definitely be able to turn the tide of the battle and turn defeat into victory.

It's a pity that he still underestimated the true strength of the other party, and in the case of a huge difference in cultivation between the two sides, the strategy of defensive counterattack can collect the effectiveness of the surprise attack, but ......

What Zi Yan was holding in her hand was a high-grade spiritual weapon "Broken Gold", and the golden mangs danced wildly and slashed out dazzling and dazzling golden rainbows, and each sword blasted out would produce a violent shock wave, and every sound of the earthquake would make the ground under her feet tremble. It made the arms of the yellow-robed old man holding the sword tremble and numb, as if he was in danger of flying out of his hands.

At this moment, the other party's petite and slender body seemed to transform into a shocking god of war in his eyes, and the sword split the mountains and mountains, without any signs of strength and stagnation. If this situation continues, it will not take a moment for the trend of "Hengjiang River Breaking", which he is so proud of, to collapse.

The old man in the yellow robe had a flushed face, his green muscles bulged, his angry eyes protruded, and his whole body was constantly pouring out his mystical power, trying to maintain the momentum of "Hengjiang Break" as much as possible.

Under the thunderous slashing of Ziyan, the defensive momentum of the rock-solid "Hengjiang Broken Stream" finally showed a crack, and ordinary people might still not be able to attack it.