The reverse scale sword turned into a soul hooking demon blade, the vast and magnificent sword intent tore apart the heaven and earth, the dragon groaned, the reverse dragon ascended to the sky and soared above the nine heavens, and the dragon's head tore the top of the sky with a hideous twist.

A reverse scale sword in the hand of the Heavenly Dragon Prince almost crushed everything in front of him. Hao Haoran slammed into the sky-slashing sword that Ye Qiyan fell, and the two could be described as needle-to-needle.

The Heaven Slashing Sword Technique is the sword against the sky handed down by the first ancestor of the Divine Sword who is second only to the Heavenly Sword Supreme in the Heavenly Sword Mountain throughout the ages.

And the latter is just as impressive. As the saying goes, there are clouds, dragons have reverse scales, and they will kill if they touch it. It is a truly innate supreme anti-dragon swordsmanship, which can be called incomparable.

One is against the dragon, and the other is slashing the sky, both of which are rare in the world's strongest swordsmanship, and it is difficult to match them. Now the two are in the here and now, and it is absolutely an extremely rare sight.

Bang!

The sky was torn apart by a sword, and the two heaven-breaking sword intents destroyed everything, and even Sikong Fei and Cangluan Holy Son, who were fighting on the other side, were both alarmed, and couldn't help but slow down their moves.

Ye Qiyan was swept away by a blow, and his blood and qi surged and he almost vomited blood. The Prince of Tianlong was even more unbearable, he was cut down by Ye Qiyan's sword, and immediately coughed up blood, and a sword with reverse scales almost collapsed from his hand.

Ye Qiyan laughed and said: "Long San, compare swordsmanship with me, you are still early, hahahaha!"

Prince Tianlong's face was extremely ugly, it wasn't that his swordsmanship was not good. It's because he hasn't used this sword since he was a child, and it's too rusty, otherwise he will never be defeated.

The Reverse Scale Sword is a natural supernatural power of the Dragon Clan, and it is inherently extremely powerful, and there are few people at the same level who can take it, let alone break it with a sword like Ye Qiyan.

"It's not that my dragon clan's magical powers are not as good as you, it's just that I am negligent in practice, and I will cut you under the reverse scale sword in the future. Prince Tianlong said hatefully.

"You don't come to the day, today is the day you give your head. Take your head!"

With a long roar, Ye Qiyan's body turned into a ghost, and his feet stepped on the phantom magic steps and left dozens of figures in the field. The Spirit Slashing Sword in his hand moved rapidly, and suddenly a cyan light spun out of his hand, washing the sky.

The sound of swords resounded throughout the jungle, and in the blink of an eye, I saw a cyan roulette appear, and countless sword flowers converged, turning into a beautiful green flower in the world.

"Three-foot Qingfeng is desperate!"

The Blue Edge Roulette crushed everything and blasted towards the Heavenly Dragon Prince, intending to kill him on the spot.

The prince of Tianlong faced Chen Rushui, but he was unmoved, turned into a long dragon, counterattacked the heavens and fought with Ye Qiyan.

The roar is surging, like a tsunami in the mountains.

......

A star purple sword in Sikong Fei's hand glowed with purple light of the stars, and the small stars circulated on the sword, like a string of pearls, extremely gorgeous, but with unparalleled killing intent, with an endless and ancient aura, making people feel their own insignificance as if they were even starry sky.

Star pickers!

On his left hand was the hand pinching seal method, and suddenly a blue light covered his left palm, and the Dao starlight condensed into a giant palm and blasted towards Cangluan, wanting to capture it.

Cangluan felt the power of the long sword and the star-picking hand in Sikong Fei's hand, and suddenly his face couldn't help but change.

"I didn't expect this thief to be so powerful today, and I really can't help him at the same level. He shook the spear in his hand, and the tip of the spear was filled with a wisp of murderous intent, and the mighty blazing sun vitality flowed out like a heavenly river, turning into a boundless edge to cut through the void, and fell with a bang, facing the Sikong Flying Star Purple Sword.

And the top of Cangluan's head has floated up at some point a Qingguang Divine Mirror, the mirror is glorious, containing endless divine light, and the red sunshine is swept wantonly, with a trace of invincible aura.

This is a replica of the Celestial Mirror!

The supreme artifact of Qingyang Palace is a supreme artifact that can be called the suppression of a domain of heaven and earth, and it is even more terrifying than the god-killing ancient sword recovered by Qiyan in the night.

The divine mirror on the top of Cangluan's head was naturally not a real Supreme Emperor Soldier, but just a low-level imitation, but just a low-level imitation with a trace of Supreme Qi was already terrifying.

There was a trace of invisible coercion coming from Cangluan's body, which brought a sense of oppression to Sikong Fei.

"A small thief, the light of the grain of rice also shines. Let you die under my Qingyang artifact today!" Cangluan said coldly.

Airplanes!

The Divine Mirror of Yantian shone brightly, and one after another blazing sunlight burst out to hit Sikong Fei's star picker, wanting to smash it!

Boom, boom, boom

Collision after collision, loud bang after loud noise, the sky trembled. In just one breath, the two fought dozens of times, and the sky was shattered.

Both of them have already used the trick of pressing the bottom of the box and collided to their heart's content.

"What Qingyang Holy Son, it's nothing more than that. Give me death. ”

"Star picker, star field!" Sikong Fei shouted.

Then Sikong Fei retreated a thousand feet and began to condense his own star field, and in the blink of an eye, he was already in a starry sky with a radius of ten zhang. Endless stars are nurtured in it, exuding a sense of remoteness, mysterious and irresistible.

Sikong Fei put away the Xingchen Purple Sword, pinched the seal, and suddenly a star-picking hand of more than ten zhang in size was conceived by him, which directly filled the small star field.

"Shattered Star, kill!"

As Sikong Fei's voice fell, the originally starry star field was suddenly shattered, and all the stars were crushed in an instant, turning into endless star vitality in the hands of the stars. At the same time, Sikong Fei's combat power has also been pushed to the highest peak, and the strength of his aura has surpassed that of Prince Cangluan, and he is infinitely close to the third transformation of the spirit.

Rumble!

The star-picker attacked brazenly, and the sky cracked. Suddenly, there were many visions of time, and Sikong Fei had stars in his palm, and he could pick up stars with one hand. A palm slammed into Cangluan, and he wanted to kill him on the spot.

"Derive the Heavenly Divine Mirror, derive all things, and the golden crow will destroy the world!"

Seeing this, Cangluan didn't hold back anymore, because he had already felt the power of Sikong Fei's blow, and if he was careless, it was likely to make him pay an extremely miserable price, which he couldn't easily resist.

Boom!

The Heaven-Shattering Divine Mirror trembled slightly, and then the mirror light shone on the heavens, and the blazing vitality erupted without hesitation. In the void, a three-legged and two-winged divine bird with divine fire was condensed, which was an extremely powerful existence in the legend - the Golden Crow.

And this is just the beginning, in a short moment, there is a three-legged golden crow summoned by him from the Yantian Divine Mirror, although only its form does not see its might, but the golden crow is the thing of the sun, the legend is that it is a divine bird bred from the sun, just with the Qingyang Palace's Yantian Divine Mirror to assist each other, and the power of the sky skyrockets in an instant.

A golden crow with the fire of the sun burned the sky, almost about to destroy the common people, the golden crow flew to Sikong Fei with a roar, wanting to completely kill it.

However, Sikong Fei snorted coldly and never put it in his eyes at all. The power in Starpick's hands has reached the extreme, and he believes that he can annihilate everything in front of him.

Boom, boom, boom

One after another, the golden crows turned into flying ash and were directly annihilated under the hands of the Broken Star Picker, and the Star Picking gesture was unstoppable and killed Cangluan, almost reaching Cangluan.

Seeing this scene, Cangluan's eyes were splitting and he roared angrily: "Impossible, you are by no means my opponent!"

"Kill!"

"Nothing is impossible, you will be defeated today!" Sikong Fei said loudly.

Burst!

The last shape-shifting golden crow was pinched to death by Sikong Fei, Cangluan was almost crazy, he recalled the green gold spear, danced in the sky, and one after another blazing edges pierced the sky and blasted towards the star picker, wanting to smash it.

However, he was destined not to get his wish, Sikong Fei at this moment was too strong, and he put all his vitality into this killing move, and only then did he hit a broken star picking hand.

If it had been a month ago, Sikong Fei's physical body was weak, and he would probably not be able to withstand the power of this move and collapse on his own.

But after a month of Divine Fire Refining Body, his current physical body is not much weaker than the Arhat Golden Body of the Buddha Sect, and the power of the Shattered Star Picker can hardly hurt him, and now it is just a drain of his vitality.

With a bang, Cangluan's spear edge was smashed by Sikong Fei, and then the star picker continued to bombard, slapping Cangluan's flesh with one palm, knocking him up and coughing up blood, and was knocked out of the thousands of feet, seriously injured on the spot, and I don't know whether he was alive or dead.

"Hahahaha, if it's stronger, we should see it today!" Sikong Fei looked up to the sky and said with a long smile.

Ahem.

But the next moment, he himself was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and the power of the shattered star was still too strong, even if he was hurt a little in his physical body, but it was not a big deal, it was just a small injury.

Sikong Fei turned to the other side, the battlefield between the Tianlong Prince and Ye Qiyan, Ye Qiyan has been able to suppress the Tianlong Prince, the Tianlong Prince is just supporting himself, he is already seriously injured, and he can't last long.

He no longer paid attention to it, but turned his head and landed, to help the blood-haired young man jointly kill the remaining dozen or so demon beasts that transformed into the spirit realm.

Although this thin young man is weak, his combat power is really strong, whether it is the silver hair state or the current blood hair state, he is a mess, obviously he only has the fifth level of cultivation of the spirit transformation, but the combat power is not weaker than himself at all, killing the demon beast of the second transformation of the spirit is like playing.

Even the few demon clan powerhouses who came over later and turned into the third demon clan couldn't please him under his hands, and each of them was injured to varying degrees.

Swish!

The thin young man's blood eyes were like a demon, and his body was covered with bloodstains, and he was fighting with a Pixiu who turned into a spirit.

This Pixiu is a bloodline descendant of an ancient divine beast, and although the power of the bloodline is not as pure as that of its ancestors, it is also absolutely powerful. It's the same bloodline as that fire Jiao, but in the hands of this thin young man, there are no waves at all.

The young man is also a demon clan, but he is not suppressed by the bloodline of the dragon clan and Pixiu at all, and his bloodline must also be a very powerful existence. Sikong Fei couldn't help but secretly think about the identity of the thin young man.

Now that he has been ashamed, his thoughts have returned to normal, he is no longer impulsive, and he has begun to meditate.

Suddenly, Ye Qiyan, who was fighting with the Heavenly Dragon Prince above, roared loudly: "Sikong, hurry up and kill these demon beasts with that brother, I feel that a master is coming, don't be entangled." ”