In the night sky, a rumbling sound shook the entire Qingyun Mountain Peak.

The dazzling light covered the clear stars and moon on the top of the mountain. The battle between Mu Liang and Duanmu Mingchuan has entered a white heat, and at this time, it is undoubtedly extremely unwise to choose to keep the so-called hole cards. Both of them have already used their own tricks to press the bottom of the box and no longer keep their hands.

The two kept colliding in space, and bursts of powerful fluctuations came from the place where the two were fighting, shaking the void.

These two people were so powerful that the slightest aftermath of their fight could kill those ordinary spirit one and two heavenly cultivators.

The sword intent is domineering and omnipresent, and it is as if the space is about to be divided. The green light shook the sky, and the power driven by that punch and kick was so strong that it almost made the monks of the same rank feel desperate.

Duanmu Mingchuan was glowing all over, shining with blue light, exuding bursts of life, and his surroundings were covered with profound greenery, as if there was endless vitality blooming. The whole person exudes a natural aura, but his body is even harder, with an immortal charm.

He swiped with both hands, condensed his vitality, and gathered in his hands, and his hands slashed down like a heavenly knife.

While.

His blow collided with Mu Liang's treasure knife, but it made a metallic sound, and then his palm knife changed again, and he immediately pinched a palm print, grabbed Mu Liang's treasure knife, and blue and white flashed between his finger bones.

He actually wanted to use his palm to crush the almost indestructible sword, and I have to say that his thoughts are terrifying.

But what made people even more desperate and ** was that the domineering treasure knife was actually pinched by Duanmu Mingchuan, and there was a crisp sound, and there was a trace of crack on the crystal white knife body.

Mu Liang's face changed suddenly, he originally scoffed at Duanmu Mingchuan's big approach, but he didn't want his treasure knife to have an accident in the blink of an eye.

He hurriedly threw a punch towards Duanmu Mingchuan's forehead, attacking him to save it, and at the same time withdrawing the treasure knife and pulling the treasure knife back.

Duanmu Mingchuan continued to wave out a palm, and suddenly the blue light shone, and his palm condensed into a huge palm the size of a zhang in the air to suppress Xiang Muliang, and he actually wanted to suppress it with one hand.

"Five-fingered heavenly monument. Duanmu Mingchuan whispered.

That hand exudes the breath of life, and just feeling it will make people feel a lot more comfortable. But it was by no means good news for Mu Liang, who was welcoming this palm at this moment.

That giant palm carried a huge coercion, and the power of Duanmu Mingchuan's Immortal Sutra fused with the breath of life, as if it was in harmony with the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, leaving him with nowhere to start.

However, as a descendant of Tianya Sword Venerable, it is impossible for him to be defeated without a fight and admit defeat by himself.

Mu Liang looked at his treasure knife with some distress, and finally gritted his teeth and waved the long knife again. The vitality roared, the sword intent screamed, and it split directly at Duanmu Mingchuan. Mu Liang let out a long roar and got up suddenly.

However, it turned out that his struggle was in vain, and the difference in strength between the two was a bit too great.

It's not that he's too weak, it's just that Duanmu Mingchuan is too strong.

His palm seemed to turn into a five-fingered mountain, and it fell with a bang, suppressing him, making it difficult for him to resist at all.

Mu Liang's long knife was a rare divine weapon, but it was still difficult to withstand Duanmu Mingchuan's five-fingered heavenly tablet palm.

Click.

The cracks on the long knife were spreading, and sure enough, the next moment, with a bang, the long knife shattered, turning into fragments in the sky and scattering in all directions.

Duanmu Mingchuan's five fingers did not stop, and he pressed down again, knocking Mu Liang into the clouds.

Burst!

Mu Liang spurted out a mouthful of blood, fell to the ground, and was defeated.

Duanmu Mingchuan looked down at Mu Liang condescendingly, and said in a flat tone: "Brother Mu, I have conceded." After saying that, he turned and left, without the slightest pause. It was so plain from beginning to end, it seemed that defeating a young powerhouse like Mu Liang couldn't make his mood fluctuate in the slightest.

Mu Liang's eyes were still unwilling, but he could only watch Duanmu Mingchuan turn around and leave, and he staggered to his feet, returning to the hanging island of Tianya Sword Pavilion.

Among the ten people who fought in the Tianya Sword Pavilion this year, he and Mu Juecheng were the leaders, just like the Lone Sword One and Ye Qiyan on the side of Tianjian Mountain. It's just that the two of them in Tianjian Mountain are still fighting, and they even have the strength to be crowned kings, and the ten people in the Tianya Sword Pavilion, including him, have all been defeated, so it can be said that this year's Sword Battle Tianya Sword Pavilion has been completely defeated.

The face of the leading elder of the Tianya Sword Pavilion was already darker than the bottom of the pot, this time not only did Mu Juecheng be seriously injured, but also the battle of the king was completely wiped out. His reputation is stinking, and he will definitely be punished when he returns. The depression made him just snort coldly and ignore Mu Liang, and he shook his hand and went back to the palace on the island, but he didn't even watch the battle of the king.

Mu Liang was in a bitter mood, but he did not enter the Heavenly Palace, but once again set his sights on the floating cloud platform.

In the floating cloud platform, Ye Qiyan was fighting with Qin Wushuang.

Both of them made all the killing moves, and the murderous spirit was rushing in all directions, almost turning into substance, and the scene was full of wind and thunder.

The blood-red sword qi tore through the sky, carrying the roar of gods and demons, making the entire Fuyun Platform more gloomy and terrifying. Ye Qiyan's moves are straight to the point, and his swordsmanship is sharp, and there is no return. In the case of attracting demonic qi into his body, his combat power and combat awareness have improved a lot, and he even has a demonic nature of killing gods when encountering gods, and the strength of killing is amazing.

Qin Wushuang waved his unequaled fist, and the supreme golden qi filled the audience, and every move attracted the power of heaven and earth, as if the god of war was in the world, and the strength of the battle power shocked all directions.

While.

Ye Qiyan fought closely, and the Spirit Slashing Sword pulled out a burst of blue light sword flower, forming a cyan sword curtain in front of him, and the blue and white flowers bloomed again, stunning the four.

The three-foot green blade used it again, blocking the powerful punch.

Ye Qiyan tiptoed back, and then rushed forward again, the blue light flashed, and the three-foot Qingfeng suddenly turned into a life-threatening soul sword, directly taking Qin Wushuang's head.

The speed of this sword is even faster than the sword style that Ye Qiyan has been using, its momentum is like electricity, its speed is like light, and it is unpredictable.

However, Qin Wushuang was not afraid at all, he quickly withdrew his hand, and slapped his palm on the spine of Ye Qiyan's sword, blocking Ye Qiyan's exquisite sword.

Immediately afterwards, Qin Wushuang's move changed again, and his fist burst out of the air.

"Alone, kill. ”

Qin Wushuang's body suddenly had a sense of domineering, different from the domineering in his words and deeds just now, now he, just standing there, has a self-respecting spirit, which can be said to be the strength of the mountain to cover the world, heroic and unparalleled.

Suddenly, there was another huge force in the sky above Qin Wushuang, hitting Qin Wushuang's head directly, and the power was not under Qin Wushuang.

"Isn't it too early to be honored?"

It was Duanmu Mingchuan who was killed, the blue light giant palm reappeared, and the five-fingered heavenly monument fell, like a mountain toppling, covering the Quartet, to suppress Qin Wushuang.

Qin Wushuang immediately raised his hand and punched at the stele-like palm of the sky, the fist wind roared, and the golden vitality exploded, instantly slamming on the five-fingered heavenly monument of Duanmu Mingchuan.

Boom!

The Five-Fingered Heavenly Monument was overturned, and it was difficult to suppress it. However, Qin Wushuang's Peerless Divine Fist was also difficult to fight back, and it collapsed in the air.

"What if I want to be honored, if I don't accept it, come and fight. ”

Qin Wushuang flew into the sky, but he actually abandoned Ye Qiyan, and killed Duanmu Mingchuan again, fighting with him. The strength of the two is stronger than their fists and feet, and they can be described as opponents in chess. Suddenly, there was a muffled sound in the air, and the vitality was wanton.

The collision between the blue light giant palm and the golden divine fist was like a meteorite starfall, and the muffled sound was better than thunder.

Duanmu Mingchuan's palm collapsed, Qin Wushuang's divine fist collapsed, and he glanced at the little monk Bodhisattva of Qingming Temple who was standing quietly on the side with a golden body, and he said: "Little master Bodhisattva, since he has come to power, how can he not fight, Mingchuan often hears that the golden body of the Arhat can split the mountain, and the fist can break the water, Mingchuan is fascinated." Let's invite the little master to come over and fight. ”

After speaking, he suddenly punched out, and his vitality exploded, and his body was like a dragon leaping, rushing towards Bodhisattva.

"Amitabha, the poor monk is rude. ”

"Arhat turned the sky upside down. The little monk immediately made a move, and suddenly the Buddha's voice was vast, and the Buddha's light shone, and then the Arhat golden body chanted a Buddha horn, and then turned his palm and made a move, facing Duanmu Mingchuan's fist, and it was violently connected.

While!

A burst of peaceful golden light bloomed on Luo Hanjin's body, and Duanmu Mingchuan was shaken open with a palm that turned over the sky. When the little monk was about to give another palm, he saw that Qin Wushuang was following closely behind Duanmu Mingchuan, and each punched the little monk and Duanmu Mingchuan, and the golden Wushuang fist covered the two strong men in it, and he was actually going to fight one against two, and he was extremely domineering.

"You two, take another punch from me. ”

"Luohan Fist. ”

"Immortal Knife. ”

Duanmu Mingchuan and the little monk also showed no weakness, the blue light of life and the golden light of Buddhism flashed at the same time, and the two of them stepped forward to meet each other by their own means.

Suddenly, the three of them fell into a scuffle, each acting separately and attacking each other, without giving in to each other. On the contrary, it was Ye Qiyan, who was originally fighting fiercely with Qin Wushuang, who became the one who stood on the sidelines and watched, which made him a little speechless.

Naturally, Qiyan would not be idle overnight, and he turned his gaze to the lone sword on the other side, who was fighting one against two.

The lone sword in mid-air held the sword of the Holy Dao in one hand, and the sword qi was full of energy, and the one against the two did not fall behind slightly, but gradually pressed the Holy Son of the Dark Moon and Yang Teng.

Gu Jian Yi is worthy of being the contemporary great disciple of Tianjian Mountain, and the character who was compared with Luo Changge is so powerful that it is staggering.

The sword of the Holy Dao exudes the power of the Holy Emperor, acting on behalf of the heavens, and has the power to judge all things and kill evil demons.

Yang Teng's Yantian Divine Mirror had been severely damaged by Ye Qiyan at the cost of the Peng Bone Divine Sword, and it was difficult to do his best at this time, not to mention a strong attack, and even the defense was a little weak.

Ye Qiyan took a step forward, picked up the purple gold spear left by the moon sky before, put it in his hand and weighed it, and then set his eyes on Yang Teng's body, his eyes bloomed with murderous aura, and his face became cold.

Outside the court, Yun Xiang and the others were suspicious on their faces, and they couldn't understand what Ye Qiyan was going to do. However, they are not interested in guessing anymore, the "surprises" given to them by Qiyan tonight are really too much, which makes them all a little numb.

Ye Qiyan was holding a spear in one hand and a spirit sword in the other, and said, "Senior Brother Lone, Yang Teng deceived me today, and asked Senior Brother to give him to me, I want to settle it with him personally." ”

Lone Jianyi frowned when he heard this, but he didn't say much, but the power in his hand was three points better.

"According to what you said, Senior Brother Ye has taken it. ”

A burst of monstrous golden light erupted on the lone sword's body, and he raised his hand and slashed at Yang Teng's Yantian Divine Mirror with all his strength.

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound on Yang Teng's Yantian Divine Mirror, and the gap was much more cracked than before.

Yang Teng was shocked and flew in the direction where Ye Qiyan was.

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