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Between heaven and earth, there is only the sound of sword qi whistling and hissing wind, mighty and mighty. Pen fun pavilion www.biquge.info8┡ΔΩΩ1┡中Δ文网

As for the exclamations of the surrounding people and the sound of the waves rolling and lapping on the shore of the lake, they were all suppressed by the roar of the sword.

Eight rays of light slashed towards the ancient wood wind.

The dignified pure yang immortals, facing the sword rain from all directions, have no way to avoid it, and the only way to do it is to use all the magic weapons around them and try their best to resist. However, even if Gu Mufeng took out the magic weapons accumulated for thousands of years to save his life, he was still terrified in his eyes, just because one magic weapon after another, in front of the torrent of sword qi, was like a piece of paper, extremely fragile, and collapsed in one place!

This scene made the people around look dull.

Especially Du Yuan, the master of the Divine Soul of the Piyong Dojo, and Tu Wanshan, the master of the Divine Soul of the Dongguan Dojo, looked uncertain and uneasy.

Du Yuan thought and said: "Even the Pure Yang Immortals, in front of Heng Jiang, have no power to fight back! If Heng Jiang wants to kill me Du Yuan today, I will definitely be dead on the spot." ”

Tu Wanshan thought: "When Hengjiang was in Qingdang Peak, although he was able to compete with Mei Luzi, but at that time, his strength was still far from being comparable to the real Divine Soul Master. But today, this Hengjiang can actually use the sword in the air to display a sword technique that is enough to kill the pure yang immortals. The two fierce battles were only one month apart...... In just one month, Hengjiang can rise to the top, and it is unbelievable to have such ability!"

When these two saw Hengjiang controlling 100,000 flying swords, they couldn't help but think of some time ago, in Qingdangfeng, in order to save the life of Mei Luzi in the Bat Pond Dojo, they fought Hengjiang once.

In that fierce battle, Liao Changkong was seriously injured.

Since that day, the grudge between the two sides has been settled.

Du Yuan and Tu Wanshan, how can they hope to see Hengjiang's strength growing day by day?

The two glanced at each other, but they couldn't help but shake their heads, for the power of Hengjiang to control the 100,000 flying swords today, these two Divine Soul masters who had cultivated for hundreds of years couldn't help but sigh a little with admiration, and then they were ashamed of themselves.

Fengshan, the master of the Lantai Dojo, stood on the shore in the distance with his hands in his hands, his brows furrowed.

Only the stone chamber dojo of Chao Zhenzi's eyes lit up, and with a wave of his hand, he summoned a stream of water from the surface of the lake, and then condensed the lake water around him into countless fine sword qi as thin as a cow's hair......

This person actually observed the flying sword in the sky controlled by Hengjiang, and at the same time confirmed his sword path in his heart.

As Hengjiang controlled the torrent of sword qi, killing Gumu Feng one by one, Chao Zhenzi's eyes became brighter and brighter, and the lake sword qi suspended around him also ran faster and faster, and then the lake sword qi was brilliant, converging into a beam of sword qi light pillars, rising into the sky, more than ten meters long, very eye-catching.

Even Hengjiang, who was slashing Gu Mufeng with the sword, noticed the pillar of sword qi light coming out of Chao Zhenzi's body in the distance, and sighed in his heart, "It took me ten years, but I couldn't comprehend the subtlety of the Nine Veins Demon Seeking Sword Array, until I refined the golden pill left by Xu Wuji, and I was able to arrange this sword array." But the true son of this stone chamber dojo was able to have an epiphany and comprehend the sword intent in this sword array while watching the battle...... The world is vast, there are many heroes, and my cultivation talent, compared with the amazing and brilliant people in the world, is like the light of fireflies competing with the bright moon. But even if I am the light of fireflies, so what? A spark of a spark can also ignite a wildfire! If I am diligent in my cultivation and persevere, one day I will turn the spark of a spark into a rising sun in the sky. At that time, I will be able to shine through the mountains and rivers like the sun and the sky!"

Everyone's thoughts change very quickly, and they are all in the midst of lightning and fire.

The thought in Hengjiang's heart also flashed away.

The eight sword qi torrents in front of him shattered the ancient wood wind talisman magic weapon and slashed at this pure yang immortal.

Rao is pure yang immortal is strong in flesh, like copper skin and iron bones, still in the torrent of sword qi, ashes.

A blue light flashed out from the place where the ancient wood wind's body dissipated, and a blue arrow several feet long burst towards the Hengjiang River.

This arrow is extremely fast, like a long rainbow through the sun.

Now surrounded by the torrent of sword qi, the Hengjiang River, which is full of brilliant sword light, is like a day, dazzling.

"It is worthy of being the founding patriarch of a dojo, and Gu Mufeng really has the posture of a hero. Even if the body is destroyed, I still refuse to give up, and I want to paint feather arrows with the soul of the immortals, and I want to die with me! It's a pity, the Nine Veins Demon Sword Formation can be attacked, retreated, and defended, and I don't know if you, a pure yang immortal, can use the Divine Soul Arrow Drawing Technique to break through the endless rotation around me, which was originally used to defend against the sword qi of the Great Demon!"

Hengjiang had a thought in his heart, and there were ten thousand swords around him, spinning sharply, like a tornado, protecting him in it.

Around the sword qi tornado, the wind howled.

The lake was pulled by the power of the sword qi's rotation, rising from the lake and pouring into the tornado sword qi. As for the lotus flowers and lotus leaves on the lake, they are swept up by the strong wind, coming from all directions, and merging into the tornado.

Rumble!

The blue feather arrow hit the tornado, but only the tip of the arrow pierced into the tornado, and the second half of the feather arrow was repelled by the fierce wind where the sword qi gathered.

For a time, the feather arrow and the tornado were unable to hold each other.

Hengjiang condensed his eyes, relying on the eye patch of all the wonderful faces on his face, looking through the wind, looking at the blue feather arrow, only to see the three-inch three-edged, smooth vertebral surface like a mirror on the arrow, clearly emerging the face of the ancient wood wind, as if it was a reflection in the mirror.

The body was destroyed by the sword qi, the ancient wood wind was furious, his face was extremely hideous, and his eyes were full of blood, like an ancient beast, he just wanted to devour Hengjiang alive.

"Here comes the sword!"

Hengjiang groaned slightly, but the words in his mouth were like thunder.

The flying swords that had been temporarily dispersed by smashing Gu Mufeng's body gathered around the attic again.

Eight beams of sword light, like lightning and rainbows.

Gu Mufeng's eyes in the cone of the arrows changed greatly, and he suddenly pinched out a spell, and then the blue light feather arrow, hurriedly retreated and fled.

Rumble!

The eight-sided sword qi bombarded the feather arrow, and the feather arrow was immediately hit hard, but it did not disappear, but turned into countless fragments, changing into thousands of blue feather arrows in the air, shooting in all directions.

When the blue light feather arrow flew out of the range of the 100,000 sword blades in the Hengjiang River, it flew towards the south of the lake, the palace gate suspended in the air, like lightning.

Gu Mufeng was by no means stupid, he knew that there was no chance to kill Hengjiang, so he made a decision and chose to flee for his life as soon as possible. With his pure yang immortal cultivation, as long as he leaves this Fighting Demon Cave Mansion and retains a trace of his soul, he will be considered to be alive. In the future, whether it is reincarnation and recultivation, or rebirth, or not to turn into a ghost immortal in the flesh, you can continue to cultivate immortals.

It's just that, where can Hengjiang tolerate Gu Mufeng to escape?

"Sword toward!"

Hengjiang waved his sleeves, held a jade sword, and pointed to the palace gate suspended on the lake in the distance.

Among the eight sword qi, ten thousand flying swords were separated, which went straight to the palace gate, weaving into a sword net, sealing the entire palace gate. As for the blue feather arrows that fled to the palace gate, they gathered like locusts, and like moths to a fire, they rushed towards the palace gate sword net.

Feathered arrows slammed into the sword net, turning into wisps of blue smoke and disappearing.

But under the impact of the feather arrows, which was not afraid of death, the sword net was knocked out of a dim place of sword light. Immediately after, the remaining feather arrows rushed towards the place where the sword light faded. In the blink of an eye, thousands of arrows turned into smoke and dissipated, and in the end, only ten arrows flew out of the sword net, gathered together at the other end of the palace gate, and turned into a blue figure.

The torrent of sword qi chased out of the palace gate and continued to go.

It's just that the 100,000 flying swords are getting farther and farther away from the Nine Veins Demon Seeking Sword Array, and the power is naturally getting weaker and weaker.

"Sword Return!"

Above the attic, Yokoe waved his sleeves.

One hundred thousand flying swords, all returned to the attic, turned into sword lights, and sank into the ground and the lake.

The tornado wind around the Hengjiang River immediately dissipated.

The lake that had been pulled into the air by the tornado had fallen one after another, causing a downpour to fall in the Dou Demon Cave Mansion, which claimed to be a cave sky, which was also mixed with many broken lotus leaves and lotus flowers, which were already soil sand and stones, falling on the ground and crackling.

The surrounding monks let the rain fall on their bodies, let the soil sand and gravel stain their clothes, and even the talisman qi that the people in the Xianmen could not add and the leaves did not stick to their bodies had already dispersed, as if they were very worried that after blocking the rain from getting wet, it would cause Hengjiang to be unhappy in his heart, and it would let Hengjiang vent his anger at them that he could not kill Gu Mufeng to death.

Today, Hengjiang is against the enemy of the pure yang immortals, and one method is cast, and ten thousand swords cover the sky.

Pure Yang Immortals, drink and hate on the spot!

The power of the immortals, who is not surprised?

Poof!

All the disciples of the Bat Pond Dojo knelt on the ground one after another.

Now even the founding patriarch Gu Mufeng has been killed by Hengjiang to the point that only a wisp of remnant soul remains, holding his head and running away, how dare such disciples compete with Hengjiang again

Liao Changkong saw that Hengjiang was silent, so he said: "It's all rats, it's useless to stay, it's better to kill them!"

Sword cultivators have always been sharp.

Liao Changkong's murderous intent was extremely strong, and he was extremely disgusted with the Bat Pond Dojo, how could he tolerate these disciples of the Bat Pool Dojo who knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

"Please be merciful!"

Feng Yan flew from the attic in the distance, hovered outside the railing of the attic where Hengjiang was located, and suggested: "My southeast seven avenues, although there are disputes with each other, they are all authentic immortals. In today's battle, Gu Mu risked some death, and the sharp spirit of the Bat Pond Dojo had dispersed, so why should the two of them be killed? ”

Hengjiang nodded and said, "Senior Feng's words are in line with the true meaning of the Immortal Dao......"

As soon as these words came out, many disciples of the Bat Pond Dojo were pleasantly surprised.

Hengjiang raised the seven-inch jade sword again, waved it casually, smiled, and said indifferently: "If you don't punish you, won't the people of the world think that if I declare the dojo, everyone can be bullied? ”

Whoosh ......

One after another, the sword light rose from the ground and rolled towards the disciples of the Bat Pond Dojo, destroying all the cultivation points around their bodies, as well as the lower abdomen dantian.

These disciples of the Manta Pond Dojo are all Xianmen monks, some of them have extraordinary qualifications, they have only cultivated for ten or twenty years, and now they are only thirty or forty years old, and some of them have slightly worse qualifications, they have been cultivating for decades, and now they are seventy or eighty years old.

This time, the Daoji was broken, and the cultivation of the body was ruined, which made the appearance and posture suddenly become old, some were full of wrinkles, some were white, and some were hunched over and old......