With Yan Wuwu shouting, the heat wave in the air rose to an extremely high level, and an atmosphere called madness began to permeate the air, and the fire lion was several times stronger than the previous two-headed aura, even Ye Gucheng was a little hanging under this blow. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Ten thousand swords come out, a hundred schools of thought contend!" Ye Gucheng made a move with his left hand, and all the swords in Mocheng flew up in the air, and then with a slight swing of his right hand, ten thousand swords let out a roar, and then formed a huge sword, which looked like Ye Gucheng's sword.

Everyone in Mocheng has forgotten where their swords went, but they all sat cross-legged on the ground, carefully comprehending the supreme sword dao contained in this blow, the more they perceived, the deeper their comprehension, only this kind of realm can be worthy of being called kendo!

Ye Gucheng's eyes shot out a fine light, and the giant sword slowly stabbed down on the top of the fire lion's head under his rotational force, and the fire lion seemed to feel the powerful energy contained in this sword, and unwillingly let out a roar, and the flames slammed towards the giant sword.

There is no imaginary dark picture, the giant sword is like gently stabbing into the body of the fire lion, the flames in the sky quickly dissipate in the air, the heat wave comes and goes quickly, and the fire lion just disappears and scatters......

"If there is any other means, just use it!" Ye Gucheng said lightly, his body was sitting in the air, Ling Ran's momentum continued to rise, and ten thousand swords let out bursts of low sounds, and the heavens and the earth seemed to be echoing this kind of sound, this is an artistic conception, an artistic conception that has reached invincibility.

"Hahahaha! The old man has to admit that he is really strong!" Yan Wuwu looked at Ye Gucheng with a bitter face, and the white figure seemed to have a whirlpool-like suction, constantly allowing himself to gather his consciousness on his body.

"But!What I'm betting on is not winning or losing, it's the pride of my Earth Yan Sect as one of the Seven Sects!" Yan's invisible face began to become distorted, the anger in his heart began to increase as jealousy began to increase, and a fire of ignorance began to slowly burn his body in his heart.

"Oh no! I'm afraid this guy is going mad!" Zong Jibing slapped his thigh on the side and shouted loudly.

Countless eyes below all looked at Yan Wuwu, Yan Wuwu had just arrived at the strength of the king, and his strength had not completely precipitated, and now under this kind of stimulation, the irrepressible power in his body began to continuously enrich his cyclone, and his eyes began to become red, only feeling that bursts of heat flashed on his body from time to time, and he even felt that he could blast the world away with one punch.

When a person can't control his own power and doesn't know his bottom line, this person is already a madman, and unfortunately Yan Wuwu has now become a member of this madman.

His body began to burn with flames, the flames were not red like ordinary flames, but a dark red, and even about to deviate from red and turn black, his face was distorted very ugly, the flames seemed to burn his will, his consciousness had begun to collapse, his mental power had begun to become irritable, his soul began to become restless, and the atmosphere began to become oppressive.

Yan's invisible speed suddenly became faster, and it only took a few breaths to reach Ye Gucheng, who was sitting cross-legged, and blasted towards Ye Gucheng with flames in his hands.

This punch even blocked the space, making it impossible to escape even if you wanted to!

A fierce color flashed in Ye Gucheng's eyes, and with a flick of the long sword in his left hand, he slashed through the sky, colliding with the tip of the sword and the fire fist, after all, the giant sword is a thousand-year-old weapon, extremely sharp, even under the haste, it is the invisible sting of the rampaging flames.

"Ahh

The spear broke through the air and slashed in front of Ye Gucheng, Ye Gucheng raised his sword to meet him, the two collided, erasing a spark, I don't know if it was sent by the musket or Juque.

Ye Gucheng slapped his hand downward, and the whole person flew up in the air, and as soon as he grasped Juque, the two sword qi quickly slashed out, and the Yan invisible spear turned around, scattering the sword qi, but he was also repelled a few steps by the impact of the sword qi.

"Fire through the sky!" Yan Wuwu's figure rose, and the flames around the surface of his body danced in the wind, instantly growing by several points, and then the black flames began to permeate his surroundings, and the red spear began to wrap black lace around it, and the spear was slapped by Yan Wuwu with a swirling force, and quickly stabbed out.

It was like a bolt of lightning across the sky, and even the sonic boom of the spear rubbing against the air could be heard, Ye Gucheng's white clothes turned, and he turned in a circle in the air, and the spear flew in front of him. Ye Gucheng snorted coldly, and with the whirlwind in his hand, he grabbed the spear, and then threw it back towards Yan Wu.

"Brother Ye is injured!" Zhang Liang watched the fierce battle in the air, and suddenly said a word for no reason without blinking.

Xiao Tian's eyes flashed, a trace of concern flashed, and then nodded.

They all saw Ye Gucheng's hand grabbing the spear just now being entangled in a black flame and constantly burning.

Ye Gucheng's eyes tightened, and there was a pain in his hand, and when he raised his eyes, he found that his hand was actually stained with black flames, and his skin was burning like white jade.

"What a vicious method!" Ye Gucheng stared at Yan and said lightly, as if he was indifferent to the injuries on his hands.

"This is a poisonous fire, it is left over after each layer of the exercise, if it weren't for the ruin of my state of mind, I wouldn't be able to release it!" Yan Invisible hair was scattered over his shoulders, and as the fight got longer and longer, his body seemed to be overdrawn and slowly dimmed, but the color of the black flames on his body became stronger and stronger.

"You are destroying the city wall by yourself! You have come to the end......" Ye Gucheng's eyes showed a trace of pity, and his eyes were like torches, and he had already seen through the flames.

Yan let out a laugh invisibly, but there was no more inevitability, but endless desolation. He looked at Ye Gucheng, and the black flames on his body quickly condensed in his hands as if they were being pulled.

"You know what, I'm ready to go, but I still want to shine again, because I'm really a little unwilling, if there is a next life, I want me to be a free and easy person, not a poor person who survives by the mercy of the sect!" "Yan's invisible hair has turned white, his eyes look cloudy, and his voice has become hoarse, but the light on his body is about to reach the extreme.

"Let's fight with all your might! I will also pay off the sect in this life......" he smiled helplessly, a sad emotion appeared on his body, and his fists began to tremble slightly as if they were affected.

"Sacrifice fist!" This time he didn't roar, but faintly pronounced the name in his heart, and then turned into a fist with a resolute look in his eyes, as if it was a giant hammer, a black fist of a hundred meters in size appeared in the air, and a short old man slowly disappeared under the fist, as if integrated into the fist.

"This ...... Is this a sacrificial fist, is this guy crazy!" Zong Jibing's eyes widened as he looked at the disappearing Yan Formless.

Sacrificing fist is a kind of secret art, it can no longer be defined by ordinary grades, once it is cast, the releaser must use all his life force as a sacrifice, in order to inspire a powerful blow, a punch down to destroy the world, a punch down, ashes!

"You can go with confidence! I will take this punch!" Ye Gucheng held the sword in his right hand, and slowly stroked the sword with his left hand, as gently as he treated his lover......

The fist slowly slammed forward with a momentum of destruction of everything, as if the unwilling human being was trying to resist heaven and earth, and the roar with resentment was still echoing in the air, at this time, the strongest blow vented out by the king powerhouse before his death, in terms of power, I am afraid that the entire Mocheng will fall apart under this punch, even those top king powerhouses do not dare to take it hard!

The sword intent condensed, and a white-clothed figure like snow appeared in the air, and the figure quickly enlarged, and soon reached a height of a hundred zhang, as if two giants were fighting, that fist was like a punch made by another giant, and now it was up to this white-clothed giant to make the next punch.

"A sword from the west......

Flying Immortals ...... Beyond the Sky"

There seemed to be a major change in the air, and countless sounds sounded back and forth in the air, at first glance it sounded like the sound of a waterfall crashing against a stone wall, and when you listened closely, it sounded like the sound of a violent storm mixed with angry thunder, and these sounds did not have a fixed place or a fixed time period, so they were mixed together.

Suddenly everything fell silent, and there seemed to be a bright light between heaven and earth, and the light quickly crossed everyone's faces, illuminating their stunned expressions, and their confused eyes.

Of course, the sword light also crossed the black fist, and the flames slowly spread out as if they had encountered a natural enemy, to be precise, they were cut open, and they were slowly cut from the middle, and then they dissipated because of the separation of heat, and the fist was instantly cut apart and divided into two halves, and the flames on it also dissipated a lot.

Then the real hind hand was still behind, and the fist was cut open and a roar came out of it, and a fire lion like a newborn continued to run with half of its fist, and then the light appeared in the air again, this time directly illuminating the air, as if someone had thrown out a giant flashbang.

You can clearly see that an incomparably pure and translucent light bloomed in the sky above Mocheng, and then like a breeze gently crossed everyone's faces, and when people opened their eyes again, it seemed like a dream, and the dark red fist in the air had dissipated completely, only the remaining heat still showed that it had existed.

And that snow-white figure quickly clicked in the air a few times and then reached the ground, flying immortals outside the sky, like the moon in the water, it seemed to be real and illusory, and it was fascinating......