His eyes as deep as Star Swirl flashed a kind of doubt: "What a domineering killing aura, when did such a terrifying weapon appear in this sword furnace, but this gun intent is a little incomplete, only smell its shape, but not see its god, strange, strange." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Huh?" Suddenly, the old man's eyes lit up, and his body suddenly stood up, "In this sword mound, the seventeen residual sword intents actually gave birth to a strong battle intent? That is the sword of the emperor, with their arrogance, only weapons of the same level will make them respond like this, and this small sword furnace opening ceremony actually led to such a movement?"

The white-haired old man frowned, and finally couldn't help but cut through the space, and when he appeared the next moment, he appeared on the green hill, only to see his entire figure turn into a black and traceless long sword, this strange sword gave people the feeling that there was no sense of sharpness at all, only generosity and kindness.

It is like a deep-sighted black eye from above, penetrating the seventeen stone tablets and gazing at the seventeen sword intents, as if looking at kings and princes.

Finally, the restlessness of the seventeen sword intents was pressed, and the sword mound regained its calm again.

In the sky, the next moment the black sword disappeared, and the white-haired old man seemed to disappear into the void, only to see his pair of Star Swirl, and his wise and profound eyes fell on the square at the gate of the mountain, looking at the four people facing each other.

On the square, Deng Ai's eyes narrowed slightly at this moment, looking at Cai Wenzhao, and the light in his eyes was like the tip of a needle, which pierced people's eyes.

The mysterious weapon released from Cai Wenzhao's spatial ring made him unable to judge Cai Wenzhao's depth, so he gave up the thunder attack in a short time.

The four of them were caught in a confrontation.

Suddenly, Cai Wenzhao's eyes flashed with purple light, and he looked at the sky above the sword mound, but when he looked up, he could only see a cloud of mist, which he couldn't see through or through.

"Strange, is it an illusion?" Cai Wenzhao's heart sank, and he clearly felt that there seemed to be a peeping gaze over there. Shaking his head slightly, he looked at Deng Ai again.

In mid-air, the white-haired old man sighed lightly, obviously extremely surprised that his snooping would be perceived by Cai Wenzhao: "This son is so terrifying to perceive." ”

Finally, Xiahou Ba couldn't bear the pressure and shouted at Deng Ai: "Brother Deng, this Cai Wenzhao will be handed over to me, and Jiang Wei will be grateful to you." ”

"Good. Deng Ai nodded, just in time for Xiahou Ba to try Cai Wenzhao's quality.

Xiahou Ba was like a hungry wolf, vigilantly around Jiang Wei, and slowly went around to Deng Ai's side, only then did he suffer a loss in Jiang Wei's hands, and he was already depressed in his heart, and now he ran out of Cai Wenzhao just to let him regain some face.

Seeing Xiahouba's proposal, Cai Wenzhao's heart sank, originally thinking that Deng Ai's cautious character would choose to forbear before he saw through himself, but he ignored Xiahouba's shame and anger.

Being played by Jiang Wei had already made him angry, and at this moment his irritability was all stimulated.

With such a confrontation, even if Jiang Wei can barely resist Deng Ai one-on-one, Cai Wenzhao understands that for now, he can't compete head-on with Xiahou Ba.

The situation has taken a turn for the worse, but there is no way back.

At this time, I saw Xiahou Ba shouting, his arm was directly thickened by a few points, the green tendons burst out, and the sword in his hand was raised!

"Tyrant Splitting the Sky!"

The giant sword in his hand tore through the space and let out a screaming sound.

"Jiang Wei, look at the gun!"

At the same time, Deng Ai's body also turned into a phantom, and smoke and dust exploded on the flat ground.

Golden spear flowers flew all over the sky, heading towards Jiang Wei.

"Cai Gongzi be careful!" Jiang Wei frowned, and the two Daoqi Gates protected Cai Wenzhao one after the other.

At the same time, he also bit the tip of his tongue, a stream of essence blood burned, and a treasure gun with a whole emerald green body in his hand shot, a green sinking gun!

Facing Deng Ai, Jiang Wei finally took out twelve points of strength, only to see that as soon as his body turned, the emerald spear in his hand came out through the rainbow, bringing cold light like that dragon!

"Canglong goes to sea!"

This style, mixed with Jiang Wei's majestic aura of burning essence and blood, was all smashed by the golden light in front of him in an instant.

On the other side, countless clouds of smoke and dust burst up, and a blood-colored knife slashed frantically.

Under this kind of knife momentum, Cai Wenzhao had already swept back, but even if he retreated quickly, he still couldn't get as fast as this sword.

The two strange gates were thrown away by Xiahou Bashen's speed method in an instant.

Between breaths, Cai Wenzhao felt that the ear drums were full of buzzing sounds, and his body was locked by the domineering breath.

A terrifying figure, with red eyes, looked down at Cai Wenzhao coldly: "Die!"

If this knife is fancied, Cai Wenzhao will inevitably be split in half!

Feeling the Gang Qi pressed down on the top of his head, Cai Wenzhao shouted, using the Gang Qi in his body to the extreme, the overlord step method operated, and at the same time, Fang Tian drew a halberd a rung!

I only heard a bang, and the blood-colored knife slashed on Fang Tian's halberd, Cai Wenzhao snorted, his hands cracked, and his feet were buried in the field.

A wave of dust nearly a foot high rolled up!

Although Fang Tian's halberd spirit was asleep, with the weight of the halberd itself, it still saved Cai Wenzhao's life at the last moment.

"Boom!"

Fang Tian's halberd slammed into the ground, Cai Wenzhao gasped, obviously this simple resistance had consumed nearly ninety percent of his qi.

However, Xiahou Ba was also uncomfortable, his hands were also trembling, especially on his overlord knife, there was a gap.

Xiahou Ba's heart ached, and his face was even more gloomy, obviously not expecting that he couldn't even take Cai Wenzhao.

On the other side, Jiang Wei and Deng Ai, a piece of golden light and a pool of clear water, kept colliding and separating.

The battle between the two was terrifying, as if two chariots were constantly colliding with each other, and the rubble on the ground was shaken and jumped.

For a while, the battle was evenly matched.

Xiahou Ba failed to strike a single blow, and immediately launched a second attack.

A pair of arms surged with great force, and the blood-colored sword slashed again, turning into a thick blood-colored knife and slashing towards Cai Wenzhao.

Cai Wenzhao's physical strength was almost exhausted now, so he had to withdraw Fang Tian's painting halberd, and the overlord walked under his feet, dodging sideways.

Boom!

The blood-colored sword slashed an inch under Cai Wenzhao's feet, cutting a huge ravine.

Cai Wenzhao used the power of this explosion to roll several meters on his side, and he was able to dodge the powerful attack.

Seeing this, Xiahou Ba used the strength in his hand again, and the sword was raised high, like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and it was slashed towards the place where Cai Wenzhao was!