The Qingguang Great Array protected everyone from the True Yuan, but it did not isolate the sound and feeling. The picture of the decisive battle between the two is undoubtedly revealed, and from time to time there are disciples from various sects who comment on their moves.

Until this time, except for the usual noisy Sanqing Taoist priests, there was no more superfluous sound.

Under the cliff, the faces of the Sanqing Taoist priests were infinitely glorious, and they admired Senior Brother Zhu one after another.

There were only a few Taoist friends with hearts, their faces were gloomy, taking into account one fact.

Senior Brother Zhu Zhi's realm is indeed wonderful, and his swordsmanship and body technique are undoubtedly geniuses in today's Daomen.

However, so far, Xu Feng has not only not lost the battle, but if you calculate it carefully, he has also taken advantage of a sword.

But even these Taoist priests with gloomy faces thought that the battle was coming to an end.

The reason for the Taoist priests' confidence was that Zhu Zhi instantly advanced to the realm of Kan Hit, and behind Da Luo Jin, he slashed out the ruthless sword of Taishang.

......

Taoism and heaven and earth, too ruthless.

Zhenhai Jiangang is like a 10,000-year-old iceberg ruthlessly pressed.

Because the speed was too fast, it broke through the air and made a series of rumbling sounds, like a muffled thunder sweeping through the wasteland, and the entire cliff was trembling.

The disciples of the sect who participated in the Dragon and Tiger List stared at the giant sword with a stunned expression, and they couldn't help but have an illusion in their hearts, as if they were the fragile ants under the giant peak.

Those Daomen disciples looked at the trembling Xu Feng, their eyes were full of pride, their faces were slightly shaky, their lips were pursed, and they even looked disdainful between their teeth.

The little Taoist priest Zhong Er clenched his fists nervously, thinking that he was afraid of seeing the tragedy on the cliff, but he didn't want to miss the ruthless earth-shattering sword of Taishang, and it was difficult to choose for a while, and his little face was full of pain.

Jiang Liao took a step across and came to the edge of the Qingguang Great Array, and the black staff stood in the wind.

Yue Jianhong's greasy and obscene little Taoist priests ignored Jiang Liao's movements, so he didn't hide the smug look in his heart, looked up at the sky, lowered his head and touched the short beard on his mouth, looking bored.

Li Ke, whose neck was stretched out, had a heart like a cat scratching, and was extremely agitated.

Like the last gamble on all his belongings, his eyes were wide open, staring at the whirlwind brought by the giant sword, and gradually staring at it into a huge dice cup.

......

The moment Jian Gang pressed down, Xu Feng suddenly felt that he was a few inches shorter, and it turned out that his feet had fallen into the soil of the cliff.

The black sword in his hand trembled like a piece of paper in the wind.

A trace of black silk that no one could see climbed quickly along the blood veins on Xu Feng's right arm.

A force that did not belong to the human world rushed in, Xu Feng's eyes were black, his mouth was bitter, he gritted his teeth, and he was strong enough to defend a piece of Dao and clear heart.

"Sure enough, it's a mutation!"

Under the giant mountain set off by Zhenyuan, Xu Feng has become a small cyan dot.

He slowly lowered his head and glanced at his right hand, which was completely integrated with the black sword at the moment, and he couldn't tell where it was a sword and where it was a hand.

Xu Feng's bowing movement fell in the eyes of everyone, thinking that he was giving up.

Blame, or fear, perhaps?

......

Xu Feng was indeed afraid.

The moment the black sword turned into a living thing, he saw a vertical dark starry sky in his divine sense, like a dark well that went straight to the sky.

In the dark well of the endless abyss, there was a creepy cry, mixed with anger and unwillingness.

After the scream.

Xu Feng saw in a trance that the cliff was broken, the red maple was broken, the rivers were broken, the mountains and rivers were collapsed, and the earth was collapsed...... Until the galaxy is shattered, and everything is reduced to nothingness!

Xu Feng pinched the sword in his hand, as careful as holding a bowl full of boiling water.

He could clearly feel the tremendous power of destroying heaven and earth, as long as he moved his sword slightly, Baizhang Yaping was afraid that it would be cut in half!

Xu Feng didn't know whether to be happy or worried.

Quietly holding the Dao sword, he didn't dare to attack, nor did he dare to retreat, and said in his heart: "I know you're awesome, but I don't know you're so awesome!"

The trembling black sword seemed to understand Xu Feng's words, as if he was angry, and his breath actually rose again.

The black on Xu Feng's right arm had already extended to his chest, and he was about to reach his heart half a foot away.

The divine thoughts in the Mud Pill Palace were on the verge of boiling, and the true yuan in the Youfu was scurrying around, as if it was about to burst out in the next moment.

In the past, Xu Feng was already dizzy from exhaustion, but this time he was awake and saw Jian Yuan.

He was really scared.

"Look, that kid isn't scared stupid!" a Taoist priest laughed.

"I'm afraid I'm singing to myself, so I'm going to go over it in advance, haha"

Li Ke's face was like ashes, like a sieve cup opened, he was a point, or the casino was caught red-handed.

Except for Jiang Liao, no one has any thoughts about Xu Fengbao anymore.

Because Jiang Liao knew that from the moment he landed on the cliff, Xu Feng had some kind of plan in his heart, but he didn't know why Xu Feng took such a big risk.

Seeing the giant sword getting closer and closer, Xu Feng said in a low voice: "I can't bear my wife, I can't hold the pervert, Dao Shi, I'm sorry!"

Click, click......

Two strange noises sounded almost at the same time, and they were extremely clear.

All the disciples who were watching the battle felt that the voice sounded in their divine consciousness, and their eardrums hurt.

Then, the Zhenhai Giant Sword broke off, and this was the first click.

The next moment, Zhu Zhitai's ruthless Da Luo golden body was broken, and the blue light of the protective body was broken like a porcelain bottle, which was the second click.

Sou......

A black shadow as fast as a black meteor flew over the cliff in an instant, and landed in a fiery red maple forest, faintly emitting a scorched smell.

It was quiet, and the birds were silent.

Just when everyone thought that the mutation was over, the click sounded again.

The blue light array laid by the elders of the craftsman sect with magic weapons did not react, and shattered into a reflection of the streamer in the sky.

The gravel and dead leaves rolled up by Zhenyuan, like a roaring wind and snow, obscured the sky and the sun, turning the cliff and the cliff flat into a hazy piece.

This kind of scene has gone beyond the cognition of those cultivators under the cliff.

There was silence again, and after a few moments, countless desperate exclamations rang out.

"This! this...... No way!"

"It's too fierce!"

"What's going on! The black dot that flew away, could it be that Taoist priest!"

"Impossible, impossible, how is this possible. "The Sanqing Taoist priests shook their buns as if they had seen a ghost.

......

The smoke and dust cleared, and in the maple forest of the opposite mountain, there was a faint groan of pain.

The flamboyant-looking nobleman in the palace, his face was like frost, and he shook off the dust that fell on the brocade clothes unhappily.

She just wanted to reprimand a few words to the audience, when a young man in white ran over quickly and said in a panic: "Niangniang...... , the building, the building collapsed!"

Everyone hurriedly looked at the side of the cliff, in the direction of Yunhai Tower.

Sure enough, a black crack three feet wide was found, from top to bottom, completely splitting the attic in half, and there was also a crack on the ground that was several feet deep, extending straight to a few feet in front of Xu Feng.

Only then did everyone see that Xu Feng was holding the sword in his right hand, leaning up slightly, maintaining the same posture as before, but he didn't move.

Years later, this picture became a shadow in Zhong Er's heart.

Xu Feng was refreshed, kept moving, and thought to himself: "It's too handsome, I can't take a photo, it's a pity!"