"That's right! Jian Wuchen, don't think that you are really stronger than me if you beat me by a sword before, my Thousand Illusions Demon Descending Array, you haven't really seen it yet. As soon as Ao Fangchen finished speaking, several array weapons appeared in his hands.

With his technique, a strange light of the magic weapon suddenly appeared, enveloping him.

"Thousand illusions, subjugate demons!" Ao Fangchen slashed out with a sword, and when it was transmitted from the strange light of the magic weapon, it actually transformed into a thousand sword shadows, and the power was also doubled compared to his previous sword.

When he came to the Holy Sword Peak, he originally just wanted to seek "justice" for Han Yutang, but he was defeated by the majesty of Jian Wuchen's hands, and he felt that his reputation for many years was ruined. This sword is not only to seek "justice" for Han Yutang, but also to correct the name of his elder, so naturally he has no reservations, and even the ability to press the bottom of the box has been used.

What a strong formation! Mu Hanyan only then knew that his Thousand Illusions Demon Suppression Formation not only had the ability to confine, but also could directly raise the power of the sword, which was similar to their five ** weapons. It turned out that Han Yutang hadn't brought out the power of this formation last time, otherwise she really wouldn't have been able to crack it easily.

"Kendo, Dustless!" Sword Wuchen's expression became extremely solemn, and he slashed out with a sword again.

"Whew!" the holy sword intent swayed out again, without a trace of impurity.

But this time, he failed to break Ao Fangchen's sword with a single sword. The two swords met in mid-air, and they were at a stalemate, like two dragons fighting to the death.

It's no wonder that although Jian Wuchen is talented, he was still one of the two great saints who had the most hope of taking over the position of the Holy Lord in the past, but after all, it had been abandoned for thousands of years, and Ao Fangchen had been cultivating for thousands of years, and most of his energy was put on this Thousand Illusions Demon Descending Array.

really fought for his life, and it was not easy for Jian Wuchen to defeat him.

The two sword rays condensed and did not dissolve, and they collided with dazzling sword lights, but no one could beat anyone.

However, after all, the sword path of the dustless sword came from a sword soul left by that peerless powerhouse in the Holy Court Continent, and it was by no means comparable to the arrogant Fang Chen. As time passed, Ao Fangchen's multiplied sword light slowly disappeared. Obviously, if this stalemate continues, Ao Fangchen will still be defeated.

"I didn't expect that the cultivation of the Dustless Elder was so terrifying. ”

"I heard before that he almost took over the position of the Holy Lord, but I didn't believe it yet, but now I know that he really has that kind of strength. ”

"Elder Ao is too confident, he doesn't want to think about it, if it wasn't for Elder Wuchen's injury back then, how could he have the prestige and status he has today?"

"Yes, knowing that Elder Wuchen's injuries have healed, he still wants to do it, isn't that boring for himself? "The eyesight of those Holy Court disciples under the peak is not bad, and there are many discussions when they see this.

They were actually more sympathetic to Ao Fangchen, but these words were too straightforward, like a resounding slap in the face.

Ao Fangchen's old face was swollen and red like a pig's liver, and he almost didn't spurt out a mouthful of old blood.

"Elder Ao, it's just a little grudge between the juniors, why don't you let them settle it on their own, how about we all stop?" Jian Wuchen didn't want Ao Fangchen's prestige to be ruined, and spoke again.

"Jian Wuchen, do you think you really won the old man!" Jian Wuchen was originally a good intention, but when he heard Ao Fangchen's ears, it was tantamount to great humiliation, and he roared angrily.

At the same time, the long sword in his hand emitted a buzzing sound, and thousands of sword rays conjured out, flashing with the unique light of the formation runes, like a huge sword net, flying towards Mu Hanyan and the others.

"Ao Fangchen, are you crazy?" Jian Wuchen shouted in shock.

Although Ao Fangchen's sword has half of its sword power, and it is no longer able to compete with his dustless sword path, the other half of the sword power is still too strong for Mu Hanyan and the others to compete.

The most important thing is that the thousand sword rays were not only aimed at Mu Hanyan, but the other more than 100 descendants of the gods' guardians were also shrouded in it.

Didn't he know what these descendants of the gods meant to the Holy Court Continent, what was the difference between doing so and going crazy.

"Elder Ao, stop!" Jin Qisheng was also startled, and shouted as he slapped his palm towards the thousands of swords.

However, he was originally known for his medical skills, and his own strength was not strong, so how could he be able to block Ao Fangchen's sword? Just hearing a muffled sound, Jin Qisheng was shocked by the sword and flew out.

The disciples of the Holy Court under the peak were also stunned, they didn't expect that Ao Fangchen would be so mad.

Mu Hanyan and the others all changed their faces drastically, compared to others, they felt more clearly the horror of Ao Fangchen's sword, this sword was not something they could resist at all, and what was even more okay was that under the confinement of that formation qi machine, they didn't even have a chance to escape.

"A thousand breaks, the battle is destroyed!" At the critical moment, a cold cry suddenly sounded.

"Yan Feng!" Mu Hanyan turned his head in surprise.

Ye Qifeng's tall and elegant figure flew like a meteor, and the Thousand Broken Sword flashed with brilliant light, stabbing straight out towards Ao Fangchen's Thousand Illusion Sword Rays.

"Click!" The flickering sword light of the runes shattered violently, and there was a crisp sound like a crystal cracking.

Compared with the last time he fought against Tian Annan in Anyun Capital, the power of Ye Qifeng's formation-breaking sword was obviously much stronger.

Although Ye Fangchen's age is much younger than Ao Fangchen, and his cultivation cannot be compared with his 10,000 years of penance, Ao Fangchen's sword is divided into two at this time, which is equivalent to one against two, and the two people he is facing, one is the saint who is most likely to inherit the position of the Holy Lord a thousand years ago, and the other is the saint who is most likely to inherit the position of the Holy Lord after a thousand years, and its strength is self-evident.

What's more, what Ye Qifeng was using at this time was the Sword of Thousand Broken Formations, and he had great restraint on his Thousand Illusion Demon Demon.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Ao Fangchen played the sword trick formation trick again and again, but he still couldn't stop the sword intent of the Thousand Broken Formation of Ye Qifeng.

As his thousand illusory sword rays shattered one by one like soap bubbles, the sword rays of Ye Qi also swept past his chest, bringing out a puddle of blood. "Ye Qianfeng, it's you!" Although it is a long story, from the appearance of Ye Qianfeng to the breaking of the sword formation, and then to the stabbing of Ao Fangchen with a sword, it was only a matter of a moment, and it was only at this time that Ao Fangchen recognized who the person was.

Ye Qifeng's sword is actually not heavy, with Ao Fangchen's strength, he doesn't even need to take pills, and the injury heals instantly, but this sword stabbed not his body, but his face, as well as the dignity accumulated over thousands of years. Looking at the night, Ao Fangchen's eyes could almost erupt with fire.

"Elder Ao, I'm offended. Ye Yan Feng said neither humbly nor arrogantly.