That kind of momentum made Ning Yue involuntarily think of someone, and Qian Duxue on the side also frowned at that moment. The Xuanyin Sect Master lifted the knot in his heart, and although it was impossible to directly break through to the realm of asking the Dao, it did make the cultivation that had been stagnant take a small step forward again.

Although it is only a small step, the realm of martial arts is one step at a time, even if it is just a small step, the gap in its strength is earth-shattering. In the past, the three of them could gain the upper hand against the Xuanyin Sect Master and the Water Moon Palace Master, but now it may not be.

In an instant, Ning Yue's Divine Soul Shadow rose, as crystal clear as a diamond, with a golden light in the middle, like a priceless treasure carved by nature. At this moment, the momentum displayed by the Xuanyin Sect Master could not help but be ignored by him, and such a thick and terrifying momentum had only been seen by Ning Yue in Zhuge Qing's body.

"You're not going to make a move, are you?, then I'll make a move—" The Xuanyin Sect Master shouted loudly, and suddenly stepped out. This step is to step through the time gap, as if through time and space, appear in front of Ziyu Zhenren.

A punch was like a roaring beast, and it slammed into Ziyu Zhenren's chest. Ziyu Zhenren was on guard the moment he saw the Xuanyin Sect Master, and he already knew that the Xuanyin Sect Master's fist had the power to destroy the heavens and the earth.

When the Xuanyin Sect Master came to him, the Heavenly Sword in his hand had already stabbed out fiercely. The seven-star sword shattered, which made Ziyu Zhenren really distressed for a long time. However, although the Seven-Star Sword is a token inherited by the successive heads of the Wuyi Sect, it is not a top-notch divine weapon.

In the Wuyi faction, there are not a few divine weapons and many that are better than the seven-star sword. Therefore, the sword qi of Ziyu Zhenren is no worse than when he was holding the seven-star sword, but he has more victories.

Facing the sharp sword qi in front of him, the Xuanyin Sect Master's face did not change at all, and he didn't even blink his eyelids when he punched the sword qi. The fist of the Xuanyin Sect Master is the most terrifying weapon in the world, and the strong black qi has the power to annihilate all things in the world.

The sword qi slammed against the fist, and in an instant, time froze, and ripples slowly rippled in the place where the two of them struck. The purple jade real person's hair flew violently, as if it was messy in the wind. The Xuanyin Sect Master's cloak fluttered wantonly, like the rolling clouds.

That moment seemed very long to Ziyu Zhenren, but it was so short in the eyes of outsiders. In just a moment, a violent storm swept through the center of the attack like a flood that burst the levee.

The sky lost its color in an instant, and both the clouds in the sky and the light around it seemed to be erased by an invisible eraser. What followed was a wind that seemed to break people to pieces.

Ziyu Zhenren's face changed suddenly, and the wind swept through his Dao robe, blowing his originally thin cheeks into a human appearance. He had thought about the strength of the Xuanyin Sect Master, and he had also seen the strength of the Xuanyin Sect Master, and being the Xuanyin Sect Master today gave him such a different feeling. Ziyu Zhenren could only think of one word at this moment, and that was crazy!

This is a crazy Xuanyin sect master, if he wasn't crazy, how could he become so powerful? It was completely beyond imagination, and it was completely unreasonable. With a click, a trace of crack suddenly appeared in the sword qi of the purple jade real person, and the cracks became more and more dense.

A trace of anxiety flashed in Ziyu Zhenren's eyes, and his trembling cheeks became even more violent, and suddenly, Ziyu Zhenren shouted, "Ning Daoyou—"

"Boom-" As soon as the voice rose, an earth-shattering explosion sounded, the heavens and the earth shook, and the earth lost color. The endless wind was like a demonic beast devouring the sky and the earth, sweeping everything around it into the sky and disappearing.

In the center of the wind, a pitch-black fist suddenly appeared, burrowing out layers of cloud bursts and blasting towards the chest of the Ziyu real person. The Xuanyin Sect Master had a crazy smile on his face, he was fighting and venting.

The power of this punch is what the Xuanyin Sect Master himself is extremely looking forward to. And he also wanted to know what the result of this punch hitting Ziyu Zhenren's chest would be.

"It's coming—" A crisp voice sounded, as if coming from the clouds. When the voice sounded, a golden light suddenly fixed the wind, and in that instant, the heavens and the earth were still.

A sword golden mang, this is Ning Yue's sword qi, and it is also the sword qi that he has been accumulating for so long. The power of this sword froze the time, and if he was the previous Xuanyin Sect Master, he would only dodge and not dare to take this sword hard.

However, the Xuanyin Sect Master did not change his trend, and once again fiercely collided with Ning Yue's sword qi. The Xuanyin Sect Master's punch was still a punch, as if all the obstacles in front of him were all handled with one punch.

After Ning Yue took over, Ziyu Zhenren regressed like lightning, and the feeling of being shattered by the sword qi was very uncomfortable, and it was even more uncomfortable for the sword qi to be shattered like him, who had almost no power to resist.

Gasping violently, a trace of fear flashed in Ziyu Zhenren's eyes. Looking at the two people who were fighting fiercely in front of him, his heart couldn't help but rise. Only those who really face the Xuanyin Sect Master know how strong the Xuanyin Sect Master's punch is. So strong that you can't help but cry out for help?

Ning Yue's face instantly became extremely solemn, although he had only just stepped into the realm of martial arts, he had the blessings of two artifacts, Fenggu Pan and Taishi Sword. According to the previous comparison of combat power, Ning Yue's full output of a sword was not comparable to that of the Water Moon Palace Master.

After Ziyu Zhenren had consumed so much strength, his own sword still couldn't cut through the Xuanyin Sect Master's fist? Ning Yue's heart instantly lifted, because Qianduxue's sword was almost ready to be charged.

Before she had time to think about it, a thought hit Ning Yue's heart like calcium carbide fireworks. No longer taking into account the consumption of physical strength, he sent all his strength to the Taishi Sword. In an instant, the Taishi Sword suddenly shook violently, and let out a buzzing sound that resounded through the heavens and the earth.

Endless Dao rhyme suddenly appeared, revolving around the Taishi Sword. Dao Yun merged into the sword qi, and the originally golden heavenly sword suddenly dimmed with a thick layer of divine light. Ning Yue shook her teeth and squeezed out a cry from her throat.

The sword light suddenly bloomed, turning into an entire sky. When the whole sky was replaced by gold, an endless explosion rang out. A pillar of light rushed into the sky from the Nine Shadows Ridge, like a big tree growing rapidly. The white light made the whole sky pitch black, and the blue sky above appeared in an empty night at that moment.

Ning Yue forcibly detonated the sword qi, because he knew that the longer the time dragged on, the more unfavorable it would be for him, and Ning Yue knew that he was invincible. And today's Xuanyin Sect Master is not normal in any way, just like a gambler who is obsessed, wantonly venting his madness.

"Ahem-" Ning Yue covered her mouth and coughed violently, her strength was exhausted in an instant, and that kind of weakness was like her body had been hollowed out. At the same time as he was dizzy, the sweat all over his body had completely wet his clothes.

The throat and mouth were like being scorched by fire, and the thirst seemed to be able to breathe flames. However, as soon as such a dry cough sounded, all of a sudden, Ning Yue was stiff and motionless.

Because at that moment, a kind of locked lock that was frozen struck, Ning Yue Quansheng's hairs stood up instantly, and he suddenly raised his head and looked up at the sky covered by layers of smoke and dust.

Suddenly, the smoke and dust in front of him shook violently, and a gust of wind separated the smoke on both sides, and a pitch-black figure fell from the sky like a meteor. And what made Ning Yue desperate the most was not the figure that fell from the sky, but the fist that emitted purple thunder light in the figure hand.

A strong explosion, not to mention that the Xuanyin Sect Master couldn't stand it, even Ning Yue herself couldn't stand it. The strongest blow of the two exploded in the middle, and the phantoms of the two of them could not resist the explosion one after another. However, the Xuanyin Sect was much better than Ning Yue, at least he still retained his combat effectiveness.

Taking advantage of Ning Yue's weakness, the Xuanyin Sect Master would definitely not give up such an opportunity. Among these three people, the person the Xuanyin Sect Master wanted to kill the most was definitely Ning Yue, if it weren't for him, how could he have been defeated? If it weren't for Ning Yue, he might have been the Ninety-Five Venerable a year ago.

The fist was getting closer and closer to Ning Yue's cheek, and Ning Yue, who was locked by the Xuanyin Sect Master with all his strength, had so much difficulty even moving his fingers. Ning Yue only felt as if her time had been frozen, and she could only watch as the purple thunder light got closer and closer, slowly sticking to her cheeks.

Ning Yue wasn't sure if the Xuanyin Sect Master's punch had hit his face, but he did feel that burning sensation. In an instant, Xuanyin Sect's fist suddenly stopped, and suddenly, as if shifting its shape, it suddenly turned over and bombarded the sky with a punch.

"Hum-" At this moment, Ning Yue heard the roar between heaven and earth, and at this moment, Ning Yue saw the smoke and dust in the sky and didn't know when it was split in two by a sharp sword qi.

Ning Yue's eyes suddenly widened, because he saw Twilight Snow's eyes that were more painful than his heart, and that kind of desperate sadness made Ning Yue want to immediately hold Twilight Snow in her arms and comfort her.

Twilight Snow cultivates extreme love sword intent, and only when her emotions fluctuate the most, her sword qi will be the strongest. And what could be more heart-stirring and maddening than the killing of a loved one in front of your own eyes?

Although Ning Yue hadn't been killed yet, that sword had made the Xuanyin Sect Master's face change greatly. A punch met the sword qi of Thousand Twilight Snow, and his body fell to the earth like a meteorite.

"Boom-" There was a loud bang, the ground shook, and a bottomless pit appeared not far from Ning Yue's side. And the furious and scorching sword qi of the Thousand Dusk Snow still continued to bombard the Xuanyin Sect Master in the deep pit.

Ning Yue's neck couldn't help but shrink slightly, and the twilight snow slowly fell like a flying immortal. The eyes that were originally black like pearls turned blue at some point, that kind of ruthless despair, with a dead killing intent, even the bottom of Ning Yue's heart, there was also a strong sense of powerlessness and fear.