The fierce aura enveloped the audience, and the aura emanating from the big sword dragon sparrow seemed to be no different from the real dragon sparrow, fierce, violent, and hunting everything.

Everyone on the ground was chilled under this breath, as if they were standing in the mouth of a dragon sparrow, and they were almost swallowed into their stomachs.

The hundred-zhang long sword light seemed to cut a deep mark in the sky, and suddenly came to the top of the blood ancestor's head.

"Dragon Sparrow, long time no see......"

The Blood Ancestor looked at this domineering and incomparable sword, and seemed to be a little emotional.

The right hand was slowly raised, and a trace of blood light flashed in the blood ancestor's already blood-red pupils, and where no one could see it, that is, inside the blood ancestor's body, the blood flowed rapidly, and the extremely pure blood-colored energy quickly covered his right hand.

In the eyes of outsiders, it was the entire right arm of the Blood Ancestor, which was slightly emitting blood light, and a thin blood-colored chip like a cicada's wings completely wrapped the Blood Ancestor's right arm.

It didn't seem to reveal much of a strong aura, but no one dared to underestimate this blood-colored crystal layer thinner than paper.

In the midst of the solemn gaze, the hundred-zhang long sword light suddenly slashed on the right hand of the Blood Ancestor.

To be precise, it was slashed on the thin blood-colored crystal layer of the Blood Ancestor's right palm.

Airplanes!

A violent vibration sound came out, and the sword light trembled wildly above the Blood Ancestor's right hand, but this hundred zhang sword light that seemed to be able to cut everything was difficult to take half a step forward in front of this layer of blood-colored crystals as thin as cicada wings.

Click!

The Blood Ancestor's right hand was slightly clenched, and a crisp cracking sound came from the light of the hundred zhang sword.

From the place where the Blood Ancestor's right hand came into contact with the sword light, a crack appeared first, and then quickly spread towards the surroundings.

The light of the hundred zhang knife shattered, turning into debris like a mirror.

The Blood Ancestor calmly withdrew his right hand and glanced slightly at the white mark on the thin layer of blood-colored crystals on the palm of his right hand.

With a flash of light in his eyes, the Blood Ancestor looked at Xiang Wentian: "The dragon sparrow is indeed the dragon sparrow, after today, it will be the strongest weapon in the world with me!"

Having said that, there was a trace of dissatisfaction in the blood ancestor's heart.

If he could exert 100% of the strength in his body, even with the help of the dragon sparrow, how could the knife just now leave the slightest trace on his right hand.

If the Blood Ancestor's mind was known to the people around him, he didn't know what kind of shock it would cause.

The scene just now, everyone present could see it clearly, Xiang Wentian's earth-destroying blow with the dragon sparrow only left a white mark in the hands of the blood ancestor that was not even an injury, what kind of strong strength did it take to achieve such a point.

Whether it was the people fighting in the sky or the group of people watching the battle on the ground, their throats were a little dry at this time.

After Xiang Wentian was hit by this blow, Jian Wuji and the others were also extremely shocked, as if they had forgotten to attack, and they looked at the Blood Ancestor from afar with the appearance of a large array.

And the Blood Ancestor also looked complacent, and he didn't look like he was in a hurry to make a move.

Therefore, for a while, the battlefield of Blood Ancestor and Jian Wuji and the others stopped fighting a little strangely, and they were far away.

In this case, the nervous people below breathed a sigh of relief.

Each of the six battlefields divided in the sky was enough to attract the attention of everyone below, and most of the eyes that were originally focused on the battlefield of the Blood Ancestor were looking at the other five battlefields.

Qin Yu'er's eyes were a little complicated, and she couldn't bear to see Qin Lao and Jian Donglai in the sky colliding with all their strength.

For a long time, the relationship between Qin Lao and Jian Donglai was extremely good, but Jian Donglai killed Qin Lao's son, her brother who had never met, and was now engaged in a battle that required her life, she didn't know what Qin Lao's mood was.

Similarly, Ye Yunyou, who was beside Qin Yu'er, also set his eyes on the battlefield between Jian Donglai and Qin Lao.

As a master who taught himself to be loyal to Wanjian Mountain and to put Wanjian Mountain as the most important, he directly betrayed Wanjian Mountain, which has to be said to be extremely ironic.

"Let me be loyal to Wanjian Mountain, I did it, I regard Wanjian Mountain as my home, but what about you, Master......"

Ye Yunyou looked at Jian Donglai's flashing figure and muttered.

He knew why Jian Donglai betrayed Wanjian Mountain, and he didn't know what kind of mood he should use to face this former master.

No one knew that as the youngest generation of Ten Thousand Swords Mountain with the strongest magic power, he was already a little confused after Jian Wuji's betrayal.

He was suspicious, suspicious of Jian Donglai, doubting himself.

Could it be that his own insistence is wrong, and is it true that Jian Donglai's teachings to him are all false?

Such confusion is something he has never experienced since he was born.

The next moment, Ye Yunyou's body shook slightly, and he, who had always been calm, slowly looked at Qin Yu'er with shocked and surprised eyes.

Qin Yu'er didn't squint, and quietly looked at the two people fighting in the sky, but there was a hint of ruddy on her beautiful face.

Ye Yunyou took a slight breath, and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.

He clenched his right hand slightly, and among the slender five fingers, there were five more soft fingers.

Qin Yu'er seemed to sense the heaviness of Ye Yunyou's mood, and quietly grabbed Ye Yunyou's right hand into her left hand.

The ten fingers were clasped together, and the night clouds were a little confused in his heart like a cloud, and the sun shone into his heart again.

He is different from Jian Donglai, his destination is in Wanjian Mountain.

The eyes of the people on the ground were all on the five battlefields that were in full swing.

Although the battlefield where the Blood Ancestor was located, the momentum of Jian Wuji and the others' attacks was quite huge, the Blood Ancestor could always turn these attacks into invisible.

The remaining five battlefields, but because the strength of the ten people is the top, each battlefield is almost evenly matched, so the battle is extremely fierce, except for the dignified atmosphere of life and death, everyone present is dizzying and addicted.

If it weren't for the fact that the battlefield in the sky represented the belonging of the continent and the fate of everyone present, I am afraid that some people could not help but applaud.

And among the people below, in the camp of the World Business Alliance, Luo Ya put her right hand on her chest, and a fist-sized crystal shone slightly.

This is something used on the mainland to record some events, memory crystals, basically every sect has them.

It records everything that happens in front of you for others to see.

It's not precious, but it's extremely useful.

And now, what Luo Ya is doing is to record this battle related to the fate of the continent in the memory crystal.

She still remembered what Luo Shan said to her before leaving.

"Regardless of whether you win or lose this battle, you must let future generations know that the place where they live is not an Amuro! Only when you become strong and your sect is strong, can you have the power to control your own destiny!"