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With Yan Wuwu's roar, his body emitted a dazzling red glow, and waves of heat hit the Mocheng below, and the air began to fluctuate. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The "hot ......" crowd watching the battle has the lowest cultivation level is also the Tongxuan realm, as for some other Xuanxuan people, there is no way to get close to the few miles of the two fighting, this is the king's coercion, at least you have to reach the Tongxuan realm to barely resist!

"This old guy's strength is indeed not weak! I'm afraid Brother Ye is not his opponent!" Zhang Liang said beside Xiao Tian.

"Indeed, this old guy's strength is really strong! Even I have to admire it!" Hua Wuying's rebelliousness has also been restrained a lot, it seems that he also knows the gap between himself and the king, and the pride in his heart suddenly sank to the bottom of his heart.

"You are a lot calmer, but how can Ye Gucheng be so weak?" Xiao Tian said with a smile, he has a strong confidence in Ye Gucheng, although he is a strong man who is a king, Ye Gucheng is indeed unable to beat, but it is impossible for Yan to want Ye Gucheng's life, Ye Gucheng is the top figure among the second-rate masters!

Zhang Liang also knew Ye Gucheng's origin, and his eyes flashed slightly and quietly watched the battle in the air, which was also an extremely exciting fight for him!

"This old guy's strength is strong again!" As soon as Zong Jibing arrived in the air, he felt an indescribable heat churning in his heart, and he wanted to burn all the clothes on his body, and worked hard to suppress this heat.

However, his mind was also nervous, the battle between the kings was extremely dangerous, and if he was not careful, he was afraid that even his life would be in danger, but now he could only drag Yan invisibly, and when his senior brother arrived, he could naturally fight against him, and he secretly glanced at Ye Gucheng, and found that under this hot and dry heat, Ye Gucheng could still be as pale as water, and even his swordsmanship was still so bland, which also made his expectations in his heart even greater.

was a little contemptuous of the strength of the king, so he shouted and joined the field to share part of the pressure on Ye Gucheng, Ye Gucheng's eyes flashed, and he wanted to remind Zong Jibing, but although Zong Jibing is a cultivator of cold exercises, his temperament is very reckless, otherwise he would not announce his withdrawal from the battle of Mocheng in public, and then directly come to the door to ask the second master.

Zong Jibing was cold, and under the erosion of the heat wave, he continued to exude white gas, and even the water mist was not directly evaporated, he was bitter in his heart, originally looking at Ye Gucheng's white clothes fluttering to block Yan Invisible and leave his spare strength, he thought that the strength of the strong man of the king was nothing more than that, but after he joined the battle, he found that this was not the case, just the strong aura emanating from Yan Formo's body was more than a step higher than himself!

Even his own internal strength and mental method began to run slowly under this pressure, knowing that he saw the strength of the king clearly, he quickly operated his mental method, and the moves in his hand changed rapidly, just hoping to be able to drag Yan invisible for a moment and a half.

Yan Wuwu is also a little depressed, although he does have the strength to be crowned king, but he is the king of sealing this year, so his strength can only be regarded as just getting started among the strong people who are sealing kings, and Ye Gucheng's strength is like a puddle of deep water, no matter how much pressure he exerts, there is no way to know its depth.

And now that Zong Jibing has joined in, if he continues like this, I am afraid that when Zong Jibing's senior brother comes, I am afraid that his reputation will be ruined! Thinking of this, his heart sank, and waves of anger forced Ye Gucheng's long sword to retreat, and Zong Jibing also pushed away a few steps in embarrassment.

"Two of you beat the old man and one of them! The people of the Tianhan Sect are really regressing more and more! And that kid in white, I have no intention of making a move against you! Now if you retreat, I can still blame the past!" Yan snorted invisibly, and looked at Ye Gucheng with his hands folded.

"Hahaha! I think it's the talent of your Diyan Sect who is getting more and more retreating! A strong man who is a king can't take two kings, what kind of face do you have to go back to see your sect master?" Zong Ji Bing was anxious for Ye Gucheng to retreat, and hurriedly fought back.

After clearly discovering Yan Form's strength, Zong Jibing knew that his strength was far from enough, and now only with the help of the essence of Ye Gucheng's swordsmanship could he reluctantly pull Yan Formless, and once Ye Gucheng retreated, then waiting for him would definitely be a failure, and Zong Jibing believed that once he was defeated, I am afraid that Yan Formless would not give up this good opportunity to kill himself!

Ye Gucheng's eyes flickered, glanced at the direction of Xiao Tian, and found that Xiao Tian didn't say anything, so he raised his sword again, Ye Gucheng's personality is like his name, he is a lonely one, but for a swordsman, loneliness is a must, and the blood in his heart is also what a swordsman needs, if he doesn't have the courage to move forward like a sword, how can he be regarded as a real swordsman?

Ye Gucheng's heart revealed a sense of pride, and the swordsmanship of his subordinates began to become wide open and close, coupled with the extraordinary swordsmanship, Yan Wuwu was complaining while parrying, but Zong Jibing was applauding in his heart, and his face was also bitter.

"A sword from the west...... Ye Gucheng slowly spit out four words, and threw the long sword in his hand. It was like a lightning bolt quickly crossing the edge, the speed was chasing the speed of sound, Yan Wuwu's face changed greatly, the speed of this sword was too fast, his eyes couldn't even catch up with this speed, his eyes were closed, the fire flashed in his hands, and his two palms were closed in front of the door.

The long sword was repelled just by hearing a bang, but Yan Wuwu was also repelled a few steps, although it didn't stab his face, but the sword aura seemed to be slashing across his face, and the whole face was a little hot.

"Okay, you're the first one I hurt after I became the queen!" Yan Wuwu had no beard on his face, and he looked young, but now he bent his back slightly, giving people the appearance of an old lion.

Zong Jibing on the side knew that it was not good when he saw this posture, and looked at Yan Invisible with a cautious face, and the vortex force on his body began to increase continuously.

"Fire Lion Paw!" Yan Wuwu shouted, the flames behind him became restless, and slowly formed a fire lion exuding infinite coercion, the lion seemed to have an aura, roaring towards the sky, Yan Wuwu's body was fast, and he blasted towards Ye Gucheng with a palm.

This palm carried the roar of a lion, as if it was asserting his status as the king of beasts. Ye Gucheng quickly retreated, but the fire lion shadow quickly caught up with Ye Gucheng, Ye Gucheng's white clothes flashed, and then he slashed forward with a long sword in his hand.

A sword came westward, separated the fiery lion alive, and then crossed fiercely over his head and under his body.

"Okay! The Fire Lion Palm is a ground-level martial art, and it is one of the Earth Yan Sect's Bottom Cultivation Techniques, but it is said that this Fire Lion Palm has three levels, I don't know how many times this old guy has practiced?" Zong Jibing applauded, and then showed a look of worry, if the palm just now was changed to himself, I am afraid that it would have been seriously injured.

"Hmph!" Yan saw that he didn't help Ye Gucheng with a palm, and he didn't get discouraged with a cold snort, and the fire lion behind him roared again, and the fire on his body instantly became several times thicker, and then another palm slapped out, and this palm turned into a huge palm print, and the volley was slapped towards Ye Gucheng.

Ye Gucheng's face also became gloomy, the power of this palm was several times stronger than the palm just now! His face was gloomy, and he put his sword in front of his body, as if he had given up all resistance, and wanted to resist this palm like this.

"Alas...... The winner is decided!" said an old man watching, shaking his head and leaving.

"No! look what it is!" shouted a flushed young man beside him, and everyone looked at Ye Gucheng.

Ye Gucheng's long sword was placed in front of him, the ancient sword had a spirit, and it let out a roar, there were many masters of using swords in Mocheng, and now all the long swords in their hands began to vibrate, and then a clear sound resounded throughout Mocheng.

"This ...... Is this sword intent?" Mo Yun said as he looked at the black-robed old man beside him, his eyes flickering. The old man beside him also changed his complexion, and looked closely at the sword he placed on the table.

"Ten Thousand Swords Dynasty, Sword Intent Derives!" Zhang Liang's face sighed, Ling Xuan was constantly restless in front of him, feeling the feeling from the sword body, he was overjoyed, and the benefits of feeling the sword intent at such a close distance to himself could be said to be huge.

Countless black shadows in the desert city sat down, feeling the amazing sword intent in the air with their hearts, and once they had a sense of it, the long sword beside them would roar in a low voice.

Yan Wuwu's face was even more gloomy, it was not a taste in his heart, those who comprehended the sword intent were geniuses, even if they were the sect masters, they had to treat them with courtesy, but he was facing each other with swords, so he could only sigh secretly, hoping not to cause trouble for the sect.

In the Cyclone Continent, there are many weapons, and the cultivators have their favorite weapons, accompanied by each other day and night, and the weapon can be dissected to the extreme to comprehend the sword intent, and as soon as the sword intent comes out, the Ten Thousand Swords Dynasty Sect is like kneeling down to worship their ancestors. But anyone who can comprehend the sword intent is a genius who comes out once in a hundred years, even the Seven Sects and the Seven Kingdoms don't dare to offend them! It is said that the person with the strongest sword intent today is the vice president of the Heavenly Academy, and he has already reached the Seven Heavens of Sword Intent, and it is said that one look of his can directly shatter the space.

The sword intent was hideous, the sword qi erupted, and the fire lion was cut into pieces and scattered directly in the air. Ye Gucheng's white clothes fluttered, and the long sword rose in the air under his hand.

"Since the matter has come to this, then take my last move, as long as you can block this move, I don't care!" Yan Wudao gritted his teeth and said, he had already put down his face and could only pin his hope on his last palm.

"The fire lion has three palms, and the fire burns the sky!" Yan invisibly roared towards the sky, and made a roar at the sky like the lion behind him, and the sky became dark, and the king was angry, bleeding thousands of miles, and the sky changed color.

This third palm is actually a joint palm of two hands, the power is even more amazing, and even let out a thunderous roar, the heaven and earth seem to be ignited a fire, and the protection arranged by several kings below is also burning, and several figures quickly poured swirling force into it to barely support it, but outside the shield is a raging wave of fire......