The starry sky at night, without the embellishment of stars, only the ups and downs of the golden sword in the sky, completely breaking the rules of the supposed dark world, adding a dazzling light and sharp color. The faint sparse spark, under the strength of the golden light, seemed insignificant.

The white-clothed scholar doesn't believe in evil, he is stubborn, and he can't tear through the defense of the avenue of earth once, then twice, three times.

Of course, this is not an affirmation of one's own strength, but an absolute confidence in the Golden Avenue.

He didn't want to delay and delay, a long roar caused the golden sword in the sky to groan continuously, the sword body trembled violently, and thousands of dazzling golden swords quickly approached, merged into one, and turned into a golden giant sword.

This scene was like a miracle, but it frightened the onlookers.

The giant golden sword exuded an incomparably sharp sword aura all the time, as if announcing to the world the strength of the world that could easily tear apart the heavens and the earth. The arrogant posture reveals its attitude of not being willing to sink together with the floating dust.

Heaven and earth are filled with a cold killing intent, which does not disperse for a long time, but becomes more and more intense.

Ji Wuchen's face became more and more solemn, and his heart was extremely awe-inspiring, and he had the least respect and attention for the white-clothed scholars. He let out a long roar, wisps of black mist rose all over his body, and a multicolored divine wheel suddenly appeared behind him, the four-colored light beads were running extremely fast, buzzing, and brown and yellow brilliance gushed out from the divine wheel, endlessly, bathing him all, and the rich and heavy aura erupted, ruthlessly crushing the vast void.

The golden sword chanted, sharp and sharp, galloping, turning into a long rainbow, piercing through the void and galloping, striking straight at Ji Wuchen.

There was no color on Ji Wuchen's complexion, no joy or sorrow, the fist with brown and yellow brilliance soared, the arrogance was monstrous, the fist exploded, the withering and decaying, and the giant golden sword flew in an instant, the golden light was scattered, and the sound was sonorous.

"Die!"

The white-clothed scholar is afraid or not afraid of nothing, knowing that he has no way to retreat, he put the long sword in his hand to the sheath, his figure flashed, like a ghost forward, holding a giant golden sword in both hands, the light is magnificent, extremely bright, dispelling the darkness, the day changes, like a round of red sun falling from the sky, smashing towards Ji Wuchen.

When the monks around heard this scene, their faces showed shock, and they couldn't help but sweat for Ji Wuchen, and secretly said in their hearts, this person is probably going to be cold, blood splashed...

The earth-shattering sound of collision resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the golden light burst out and was brilliant, blinding everyone's eyes.

For a moment, when the bright golden light annihilated the void, the next scene made everyone motionless and dumbfounded, and they swallowed the words that followed.

"Take the white blade empty-handed. "The monks' faces were full of disbelief, and they couldn't relax for a long time.

The white-clothed scholar's pupils contracted sharply, he couldn't believe what was happening in front of him, he was furious, his face was a little pale, as if he was frightened.

The giant golden sword was forcibly taken by Ji Wuchen with both hands, stagnating in mid-air, he gritted his teeth and tried his best to send it, but the tip of the sword against Ji Wuchen's chest could not be pushed forward again, he was angry, and his face turned red.

A sneer crossed the corner of Ji Wuchen's mouth, and he said coldly:

"Are you in a hurry to die, then I will fulfill you!"

The cold words exploded in his ears, mixed with a piercing killing intent, which made the white-clothed scholar's face change greatly, and he lost every inch.

Ji Wuchen stood in the air, shouting angrily, his gray hair danced, waving his fists, punch after punch, as if he was tempering iron, smashing the giant golden sword with golden light bursting out, and sparks flew everywhere.

"Click..."

The giant golden sword trembled endlessly, the cracks were spreading, almost reaching the limit, and it was about to disintegrate, and with the arrival of Ji Wuchen's next punch, it was finally broken inch by inch, turning into a burst of golden light, annihilating the void.

Without the golden light, the vast night sky has also dimmed a lot. And Ji Wuchen, who is bathed in brown and yellow brilliance, is like a dim candlelight that guides the world to the maze.

He had no intention of stopping, waving his arms, his fist was monstrous, the void trembled, and smashed towards the white-clothed scholar who was close at hand.

The white-clothed scholar was frightened, and was about to dodge, only to find that Ji Wuchen's movements were more than a star and a half faster than him, he panicked, and a chill rose in his heart, spreading to his whole body, and the whole person was like falling into an ice cave, cold and piercing.

The brown-yellow fist accompanied by a huge suffocating sense of oppression came as promised, rapidly dilating in the pupils of the white-clothed scholar, and he was helpless and gritted his teeth with resentment.

"Poof..."

The white-clothed scholar was bleeding in the sky, flying upside down and falling to the ground, he fell from the altar, no longer so high, and the temperament of a jade tree in the wind was also gone.

The white-clothed scholar fell to the ground, slumped, the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth was flowing without hesitation, he looked up at Ji Wuchen who was standing in the void, his eyes became more and more ruthless, reflecting monstrous killing intent, bursting away, as if it was richly formed, turning into two sharp long swords, stabbing towards Ji Wuchen in the distance.

His eyes were split, and he roared at the gloomy night sky:

"Feng Xiaoruo, what are you waiting for, are you waiting for me to die, are you eating it all by yourself, your ambition is not small, and I am not afraid of supporting you to death. ”

The words of the scholar in white reminded Ji Wuchen that there were still people in the dark who were eyeing him and wanted to be a yellow bird.

He sneered again and again, he was not afraid of this, what about one person, what about two people, the charm and the spirit attacked, under a pair of iron fists, all of them were wiped out.

The cold and glamorous woman hiding in the darkness was silent, as if she was secretly weighing herself, Ji Wuchen's strength was not allowed to be questioned, and she was sure that she could defeat the duel alone.

While she was thinking, the night became more and more gloomy and terrible, and gradually the wind suddenly rose, flying sand and rocks, dark clouds rolling, covering the mountains and rivers, and the night sky became darker and thicker. A well-timed rainstorm poured down, and lightning followed, piercing the entire dark dome and splitting it in two, and the earth-shattering thunder suddenly exploded, catharsis, roaring as if to shatter the universe.

The white-clothed scholar staggered to his feet, he looked up at the dark dome, and couldn't help but bloom a cold smile at the corner of his mouth, and shouted:

"Hahaha, the wind is good, God-given opportunity, when to wait!"

Before the white-clothed scholar could speak, a sound of breaking the air from afar tore at the void and approached quickly.

Ji Wuchen Huo Ran rolled his eyes, his pupils shrank suddenly, his heart was awe-inspiring, and his divine sense was released with all his might, but he didn't even notice it.

A strong aura of death permeated him, drowning him.

The formless and colorless hidden weapon blends into the darkness, it is difficult to distinguish, and the imperceptible blade exudes cold light all the time, which is enough to make Ji Wuchen's body like a needle prick, a tingling pain.

"Poof..."

Ji Wuchen was bleeding backwards, his eyes were different, he didn't notice it, it was difficult to dodge and parry, he was injured like this, the hideous wound was constantly oozing blood, but all this did not affect his state of mind, he still stood calmly, his heart was like water, shocked and calmly on full guard.

The majestic night of heavy rain was filled with a feminine fragrance, which was intoxicating, and it was accompanied by an ethereal and invisible killing intent that echoed in the void.

"The Avenue of the Wind, ethereal and dusty, invisible and invisible, is really extraordinary. ”

Ji Wuchen's heart sank completely, he couldn't even capture the slightest movement trajectory of the other party, he had a brute force, there was no way to parry, and the fierce attack like a storm in the next second didn't know that it would hit from that angle, this feeling made him feel like a man's back, and he was extremely tormented.

He didn't say a word, the colorful divine wheel, the light was magnificent, extremely colorful, boiling out of the four-colored divine light, covering all the strong body, exuding a very chaotic aura, which was terrifying and terrifying.

"Boom!"

The inky black halberd was accompanied by a long groan, announcing its arrival. Ji Wuchen's gray hair danced, standing in the void, and the halberd in his hand was heavy, giving him a certain sense of security.

Killing Lingyun, converging into a sea, cold and biting, Ji Wuchen is like a leaf of duckweed in the vast ocean, and when the stormy waves hit, he can be completely submerged from head to toe.

Suddenly, the wind howled in the sky, the sky was full of cold light, and the killing intent fluctuated to the bone.