Liang Qiyun was really unwilling, but every time she thought of the shadow mouse's secret words, she couldn't help but be frightened. She still came forward to ask Tong Zheng to contact Tong's family and speak out with her to end the battle.

Tong Zheng was moved, he bowed deeply for Liang Qiyun's deep understanding of righteousness, he could feel Liang Qiyun's dislike for Tong Bolin, and he could also feel that Liang Qiyun was entangled for a long time.

Tong Zheng's love for Liang Qiyun is like thousands of deer bouncing in his heart, hitting the wall of his heart indiscriminately. So, this illusion made Tong Zhengxin think that Liang Qiyun was extremely perfect, and he Tong Zheng did not love the wrong person.

"Most of the prayers are for the sake of the Tong family and my face...... since Liang Qiyun was in the immortal class, Tong Zheng never called the Weaving Sky Fairy "Qiyun" again, he could only call it so in his heart.

Tong Zheng had joy in his heart, and the haze swept away most of it. Seeing his figures trembling, he walked out of one doppelganger after another and scattered. In a few moments, Tong Zheng's fifty-three clones were all over the seats of the mountain masters.

On the martial stage, Dao Mu and Tong Bolin were still intriguing, not paying any attention to the changing atmosphere in the outside world.

Dao Mu's mind moves, the three things are sextet, the wind is the sword qi, and the wind is the gang wind. Thunder is silver, thunder is sunshine. The stone blocks are the hammers, and the stones are the sandbags. The dust is the steel needle, and the dust is the royal sand.

Dao Mu is going to exert his strength!

Wutai Zhou Tian is like a paste sticking, Tong Bolin coldly waved his sword, the sword aura is like a wave, and the whole body is a zhang, and ten thousand laws are not violated. I didn't see the dragon's roar, I only heard the dragon's groan, and the sharp momentum broke through the nine skies.

Tong Bolin held the sword in his right hand, the tip of the sword pointed at Daomu, and the sword finger in his left hand was pinched, and he wiped it on the body of the sword, "Tyrant sword, one inch of light." ”

Before the words fell, the Tyrant Scale Sword shot out an inch of golden light, and everyone was overwhelmed, and it had already flown six thousand zhang away. One point two, two points four, four points sixteen, the overwhelming golden light rain poured down.

Dao Mu raised his left hand, "Return!" The scabbard rippled with green waves, and all the golden light touched the green waves, turning into nothingness. Tong Bolin was still in place, and the Tyranny Sword pierced through the heart of the Dao Mu.

Dao Mu's true body has already stepped into the riot area, his mind moved, the source of pastoral power in his body and outside resonated, and the source of pastoral power walking on the battlefield was divided into three strands, "Glory! Wind Fury! Sandstorm!" The source of pastoral power is a melting light, a ventilation, and a rolling sand.

"Xiaodao is very patient, but there are times when it runs out. "Dao Mu is covered with immortal light and mist, stepping on the path of light, and following the wind path.

"You pseudo-Taoist, you are still living in a dream!" Tong Bolin's right hand made a move to the sky, and the overlord sword turned into a golden light and thunder, and the wind path of the split Dao Mu shattered the light path.

Dao Mu didn't look back, swung his scabbard to block, and the scale sword slashed through the void and fell into his hand. Tong Bolin looked at Dao Mu, who was stepping on the light path, following the wind channel, and walking leisurely, showing a cold smile, chanting a spell and pinching, a familiar sword gesture.

"Never do the same pose in front of your opponent, even if you want to use the same move. Dao Mu stopped ten zhang away, in the midst of everyone's astonishment, in Tong Bolin's sneer, Dao Mu made the same starting gesture, the only difference was that he held the scabbard tightly in his left hand. "Your careful thoughts, the trail is in your eyes. ”

Tong Bolin is not a person who likes to talk, let alone a person who is extremely disgusted at the first glance. "I'm afraid you're not a fool?" As soon as the words fell, he immediately swung his sword and shouted, "Tyrant Sword Triple Thousand!"

Dao Mu also waved his knife, "Tyrant Sword Triple Thousand!" The scenery and sand that was almost controlled by Tong Bolin not only broke away from Tong Bolin's control, but also brought back Tong Bolin's attack again.

Tong Bolin was terrified, and he grabbed the scale sword to split Daomu's attack like a storm. But he saw Dao Mu swinging his scabbard again, "Cang Decision, Return to the same style!"

Triple and triple, triple and triple, triple and one.

"Boom!" There was a shocking sound, and a pillar of light with a diameter of 100 zhang burst into the sky, like a pillar of light shining down from the scorching sun through a cloud hole.

In an instant, the heavens and the earth trembled, floating in the air, crumbling. Buzzing, the painful groans of the enchantment, rippling like the sea during a storm. The thick ground sinks in diameter of 100 zhang and is more than 10 zhang deep.

Before the light dimmed, people heard the sound of fierce fighting. Dao Mu swordsmanship is varied, and Tong Bolin's swordsmanship is consistent.

Sometimes you see the dark light collide with the golden light, sometimes the green light collides with the golden light, sometimes the golden light collides with the golden light, sometimes the blue light collides with the golden light, and sometimes the blood light collides with the golden light.

The two of them had just run out of oil and dried up, and they looked half-dead. Suddenly, there was a fierce collision, and the state of the two sides actually recovered more than half.

This one is easy to kill, one person wields a knife like a stream, one dances a sword like the wind, and the two fight inseparably. But everyone came up with an idea, Dao Mu and Tong Bolin's current sword and sword duel is like fighting with fists and feet at the beginning.

After a period of time, Dao Mu will eventually have the absolute upper hand, and will beat Tong Bolin very embarrassed.

Sure enough!

Half an hour later, Dao Mu's offensive changed and began to attack with a broken move. Although at the beginning of the temptation, I was not very skilled. With the passage of time, after experiencing failures again and again, and again and again, Dao Mu summed up a set of combos, so that Tong Bolin, who had no flaws, instantly revealed his flaws.

Dao Mu wants to make sure that the flaws have not passed in a short period of time, and he will bloom and disrupt Tong Bolin's sword moves as dense as the wind. In this way, Dao Mu broke through the opponent's defense in one fell swoop, and then it was a one-sided abuse.

Originally, the sound of swords and swords colliding fiercely with each other was now tinkling under Daomu's more rapid attack.

Tong Bolin became more and more struggling, and had strong doubts about the identity of the Taoist pastor as a pastor.