Whizzing, swishing, the sound of breaking the sky is endless, if you close your eyes, it seems that there are arrows shooting all over the sky, you can use your eyesight, and you can only see a small amount of pure white or dark sword qi, and the rest is not visible.

But as the faint clouds and mist around were penetrated, the outline of that sword qi seemed to appear in the minds of the vast majority of people, making their hearts tremble, if they faced such an attack, they would inevitably have their weapons broken, and their bodies would be torn apart, no, not necessarily a thousand holes, maybe a burst of sword qi could tear the entire body apart.

In the face of this earth-shattering rain of sword qi, Yan Chong's target remained unchanged, not retreating but advancing, the long knife slashed out, the sword strength gushed, the sword intent surged, and the surrounding wetness became darker and darker, as if condensed into a monstrous tsunami.

The sword momentum tore through the sky, and it suddenly swallowed up all the dozens of sword qi that were hitting him, and the sound of energy colliding and the sound of gold and iron resonating constantly sounded!

When attacking at this time, he can only resist with external moves, and fall to the passive defense of the downwind.

Xuan Zhen's left hand was erected, secretly announcing the Buddha's name, and his right hand was slowly patted out, until it was empty and empty.

It seemed to be slow, but the surrounding air flow silently threw into the palm of the hand, the void shook, the heaven and the earth became smaller, and it seemed that all of them were encompassed by the flesh palm.

One after another, the sword qi either directly impacted, or bent inexplicably, and hit Xuan Zhen's right palm one after another in a posture that could not escape from the heaven and earth.

The heart has wisdom, the illusion is pierced, the pure land is highlighted, and in the midst of the sound of the Buddha's horn, the sword qi has lost its "killing intent", lost its speed, and all of it has become slow.

The right palm fell, the five fingers were light gold, all suppressed, and the sword qi collapsed!

If the palm is practiced to the highest level, and the Dharma body is cultivated, it is the Buddha country in the palm of the hand, the mountain of the five fingers!

The tassel of "Qinglian Gongzi" squinted slightly, as if he was feeling the attack of the "arrow rain" in the sky, suddenly. His sword was retracted like a budding seed.

The surroundings change abruptly, the blue light is cloudy, not stained with dust, and the tassels are like detached immortals, high and elegant.

The sword technique unfolded, the seeds were sprouted, and the blue light turned into petals with the sword momentum, slowly blooming, and it was beautiful. It's like a dream.

Dangdang, one after another sword qi was blocked by a petal Qinglian just right.

With the momentum of a sword, it can be used as dozens of sword qi!

The vision of heaven and earth is extremely beautiful, and so is the swordsmanship!

This is a style of exterior sword moves contained in "Immortal Immortal Immortal Sword", "Qinglian Sword Song"!

Seeing the sword qi coming from head to toe, Meng Qi shouted violently, and the long knife seemed to be whipped and slashed, with both the void of the sky and the weight of thunder. Layers of air collapsed towards the sword qi, and the thick steel plate of defense crushed past.

In front of everyone's eyes, he did not "thunder and shake the nine skies", but urged the "injury of the sky" with the essence of "five thunders in the sky".

The electric light knife is full of energy. With a fierce and domineering momentum, with the posture of a thunderous dragon, he pounced on the sword qi and opened his mouth to devour.

The ground is scorched black. The green bricks were shattered, and there was a hidden electric light jumping around.

Bang bang, the sword qi disappeared. The dragon of electric light was scattered, and its energy exploded, creating a wall of qi out of thin air.

There was no sword qi that hit the four people, and the aftermath of the power of the "Heavenly Wound" all went towards the people watching the battle.

Hong Qian was a middle-aged man with fleshless cheeks, with an indifferent expression, sharp eyes, and his right hand patted the "Broken Star Sword" placed on the desk.

Zheng, the long sword was unsheathed by an inch, and the sword qi and strength that shot out of thin air broke out of thin air, and it was difficult to enter, as if there was an invisible sword wall here.

Wang Ruizhi in the other direction smiled at the corner of his mouth, and pointed out, there was no sword qi in the middle void, and then, all the sword qi strength collapsed inexplicably.

The feminine eunuch beside the prince took a step forward, and invisible ripples spread, and all the sword qi and electric light that came over were quickly shattered.

Gonggong Feng, who protected the King of Jin, was not convinced, snorted coldly, and snapped continuously, like countless cow hair needles shot out, shattering the sword qi, electric light, and strength one by one.

There were exterior scenes, and the aftermath caused by He Jiu Mengqi and others failed to destroy the hall.

Outside the hall, the silver and white shone brightly, roaring and pouring, hitting the ground like a pour, making a dense and noisy sound.

The clothes on He Jiu's body have become tattered, and there are one more holes one after another, each hole is smooth and smooth, which can cause this kind of trace on the soft clothing, and the strength of his sword qi can be seen!

The sword qi swished, from the three hundred and sixty-four big acupoints, the eyes, ears, mouth, nose and nose were constantly spraying, and he actually used his own strength to temporarily resist the tricks of Meng Qi, Yan Chong and others!

"Let's do it. Suddenly, Hong Qian whispered to Jiang Zhi.

Jiang Zhi thought slightly, pounced forward, jumped over the desk, and drew her sword out of the sheath in one go.

The sword light lit up, pure and condensed, and with a posture of advancing and retreating, and with a posture of advancing and retreating, and without returning, it passed through the heavy scattered sword qi and stabbed directly at He Jiu's eyebrows.

She didn't choose "the sword is out of me", but the "Yama Ti" she used, but the timing was cleverly chosen, the situation was accurately grasped, and the gap stirred up by the five people fighting, the long sword was unhindered, and it was in front of He Jiu in the blink of an eye.

He Jiu was restrained by Meng Qi and others, the sword qi just now was just canceled, and the new force was not born, and it seemed that there was no way out, either admit defeat or wait for the rescue from the outside.

Not far behind him sat an old man in a black robe, with a lot of wrinkles on his face, and a long sword stuck in front of him, it was one of the foreign affairs elders of the East China Sea Sword Village, the caretaker of Xingyun Village, the "Eight Wind Sword" Gong Hao.

At this time, seeing He Jiu's face distorted, blood gushing up, and Ram Hao's hand was already on the hilt of the sword.

When the intent of death hit, He Jiu fell into hell, only to feel a tingling pain in his eyebrows, his body was empty, and the sword qi that broke out just now made him in the weakest state at this moment.

Although as long as he breathes, he can regain his qi, and he can explode the sword qi all over his body just now twice, but the long sword has already reached the center of his eyebrows.

This is a desperate situation and pressure that he has not felt in a long time.

He forgot about the location elders.

Click, the illusory sound of shattering sounded, He Jiumei's heart quickly cracked, dark and deep, unable to look directly, a bright red sword qi shot out from within, and hit Jiang Zhiwei's sword tip with a bang.

At the same time, the sword qi that was scattered and defeated around it was stirred again, as if it had a connection with the master again, swishing, swishing, swishing, swishing, all over the sky was full of sword qi, coming and going, straight or curved, the situation was different, and the dead qi and anger between heaven and earth seemed to have turned into sword qi!

Bang bang bang. The tiles were pierced, and the rain dripped down, but before they could hit the ground, they were shattered by the sword qi.

Whoosh, the beams and columns were broken, but because they were too fast, the upper part was still firmly in the lower part, and the house did not shake at all.

Breaking through, Meng Qi returned his sword and drew a circle, absorbing all the nearby sword qi with the void of the sky, and the tassels and Xuan Zhen, Yan Chong and others also used their own means. Resist this vision of heaven and earth.

Just as Meng Qi was about to put away the knife and return it to its sheath, Wang Siyuan suddenly stood up, pulled out his dull "Three Thoughts" sword, and stabbed it out in a mere manner.

As soon as the long sword was handed over, he took a step, stepped on the gossip, shrunk the ground into inches, and was already in front of He Jiu, "thinking twice" impartially. At the moment when the bright red sword qi hit Jiang Zhi's slightly white rainbow through the sun sword, it took over and stabbed at He Jiu's eyebrows.

Is this the life of the owner?

Ram Hao was shocked, he didn't expect the young master of the Jiangdong Wang clan to do such an unbelievable thing on such an occasion.

His mind moved, and his sword intent struck first.

While. The sound of invisible collision erupted, and he saw Wang Ruizhi point a finger.

He Jiu's eyes widened, and the surrounding time and space seemed to have a stagnation, and the sword qi suddenly reversed. They all poured into his body, and they all returned!

The sky was bright, and the cyan electric light illuminated the night. Let people see low-hanging lead clouds, and see rainstorms like lines.

Compared with it, the fireworks that bloom are like the light of fireflies, how can they compete with the bright moon!

Bang!

The cyan thunderbolt pierced the roof and fell on top of He Jiu's head.

Tribulation, this is the Tribulation!

Including a few exterior scenes, I don't know how many people fell into shock, He Jiu seemed to have broken through directly from the realm of the unity of heaven and man to the exterior scenes, so he attracted heavenly punishment!

Meng Qi was also stunned, but he had always thought out of his mind, and thought inexplicably, if I urge the thunder mark at this time, and then attract a heavenly punishment, I am afraid that no one will have time to save He Jiu on the sidelines, and he will definitely disappear......

Wang Siyuan had already put away the "Three Thinking Sword" and stood quietly next to He Jiu, like a protector, with light eyebrows and deep eyes.

He Jiu let out a long roar, overpowering the thunder, and endless sword qi erupted, hooking up the dead qi, anger, and part of the power of heaven and earth, drowning his entire person, and facing the thunder mightily.

Bang!

The thunder light was defeated, the sword qi was dispersed, and He Jiu disappeared without a trace.

Dead? This is a subconscious thought of many people.

After an instant, they felt that something was wrong, there seemed to be a sword qi swimming around, but it was formless and phaseless, and they couldn't grasp it at all, and even Hong Qian changed color slightly.

He Jiu suddenly reappeared, wearing a robe full of holes, and slowly landed in the center.

The entire hall suddenly became illusory, and Meng Qi felt inexplicably, as long as He Jiu moved, within the hall, no one could escape the attack of the sword qi, the invisible and phaseless sword qi!

At this time, Wang Siyuan smiled: "Brother He, borrow your heavenly calamity." ”

His temperament became ethereal, his eyebrows slowly opened, the universe shook Xun, and the illusory golden gossip symbols appeared, taking the earthquake position as the eye, absorbing the scattered heavenly punishment thunder.

At the same time, streams of yin flames burst out from under Wang Siyuan's feet, burning flesh and soul, as if they were about to burn him to ashes.

The Tribulation of Yin Fire! He also went directly from the unity of heaven and man to the exterior?

The gossip rotated, the thunder light condensed, and then showed the power of the masculine to the strong, and the yin fire was slammed.

The golden light is magnificent, and Wang Siyuan is wrapped in hexagrams.

This thing is deeply hidden, it seems to be a little higher than He Jiu's realm...... Meng Qi grinned and thought, He Jiu had to rely on the traction of the qi machine and the stimulation of outsiders before he could step into the exterior in one step, and the eldest prince Wang did it himself, only borrowing He Jiu's opportunity when he suffered the catastrophe.

But the gods are like this, the hexagrams are not exhausted, the things are not explained, and they do not make the bird of the head......

The void beared, as if it could not bear it, it was about to be broken, and the hexagrams dissipated one by one, and Wang Siyuan disappeared without a trace.

"Ahem, thank you, Brother He. Wang Siyuan's voice sounded suddenly.

It was only at this time, including a few exteriors, that everyone found that he had returned to his original seat at some point, raised his wine glass, and saluted He Jiu from afar, the whole person seemed to have not changed, he was still so thin and weak, his eyebrows and eyes were like a woman, but if he was not careful, he would forget him, as if he was the one who had disappeared from the Heavenly Dao.

Watching He Jiu and Wang Siyuan ascend to the sky in one step, from the nine orifices to the exterior scene, Meng Qi said that it was false not to be envious and jealous, but there was more of a strong fighting spirit and excitement in his heart.

Such characters are the opponents they want, and defeating them in the future will give you a greater sense of achievement!

If the people around you are mediocre people who do nothing, even if you reach the top, how much happiness do you have?

Without you, my sword would be hungry and thirsty!

Meng Qi is not inferior at all, when He Jiu and Wang Dagongzi had nine tricks, they couldn't say that they hadn't opened their minds yet, but now they have eight tricks, they have only entered the location, and one day, they can catch up!

In time, you must beat the king god stick!

The rainstorm stopped, the clouds dissipated, the fireworks took off again, and it was a new year......!