The battle-hardened old alliance leader has lost the opportunity, so naturally he can't be weaker than others in terms of momentum. Ω』 Ω『Ｅん．』

In the face of this top-down, thunderous sword, Wei Xiaofei did not retreat but advanced, his left palm was in front of his chest, and his right hand was clenched into a fist, and two qi forces were suddenly blasted out.

This is called "the knife in the palm of the hand, the thunder in the fist", which is the most powerful sword technique in the world.

At the same time, the golden-backed machete hovered overhead, ready to move.

The overlapping mountains quickly condensed under the sword qi, and the ten thousand mountains of sword qi condensed at the fastest degree.

One and hundred, hundreds and thousands, ten thousand and everywhere in the world.

The cyan sword qi Wanzhong Mountain seemed to dye the night cyan, although it was vast and boundless, and the progress of the line was not weaker than the Qingfeng Dao Sword that fell like a meteor.

This time, no one was stingy with that bit of vitality cultivation.

In a duel between cultivators of the same realm, this is almost a way of fighting in the same end.

Zhuo Zangfeng's condensed sword intent had done his best, and Wei Xiaofei's sword qi was ten thousand mountains at the expense of running out of oil.

One is nearly 100 years old, and the other is less than 20, the age difference is huge, but the vitality of heaven and earth driven by it is indistinguishable.

Isn't it just 10,000 mountains, my sword light will definitely fly over it.

Zhuo Zangfeng was marching quickly, and the arrogance in his heart still refused to let go.

It's just that he is more cautious than any time, and his sword moves are also the most essence of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

At this moment, the sword wind and ten thousand mountains were just a fragile stone in his sea of knowledge.

However, this tough old alliance leader also led the "palm knife, thunder in the fist" at the same time.

The vitality on the palm of the palm is like ten thousand flying knives, holding the vitality of heaven and earth in the fist, and it can even lead to the momentum of thunder and thunder.

The sword wind is ten thousand mountains, and the mountain shadows overlapping suddenly ten thousand flying knives flew out, and the sword wind was also cyan.

Wei Xiaofei calculated the timing, his clenched fist suddenly opened, and a cyan fist wind bloomed in an incredible way.

Punching the wind with palm power, and then condensing into a knife wind, such a miraculous technique suddenly dispersed on this dark canopy.

It is greater than the power of 10,000 heavy mountains, and wider than the momentum of 10,000 flying knives.

"A glance at the mountains and small mountains" is just this trick, which remains unchanged.

Never change, and forcibly changing your tactics in the face of a strong enemy is the most stupid performance.

There was a deafening sound in the emptiness, and the swords and sword qi that were constantly surging sometimes illuminated the earth as if it were day, and sometimes caused the void to tremble and roar.

The degree is getting faster and faster, and the distance is getting closer and closer.

There is no retreat, and there is no avoidance.

The aura had already climbed to the peak, and the two forces that could destroy the heavens and the earth were about to collide together.

If the Qingfeng Dao Sword is truly indestructible, it can naturally break through the Ten Thousand Mountains of Sword Wind and can also cut down thousands of flying knives.

If there is resistance, the resistance that cannot be broken through, then the consequence left to Zhuo Zangfeng will inevitably be the destruction of the sword, and even the corpse will have nowhere to be found.

He has already joined forces with his sword and is ready to break the net.

In fact, at this critical moment, there is no way out for both sides.

To retreat is death, and to retreat is to be doomed.

Like Wei Xiaofei, Zhuo Zangfeng is also calculating time.

His face was stirred by the sword wind, and the silk flew backwards, and he suddenly stopped the attacking figure, and then his body quickly rose hundreds of feet into the sky.

It's not about escaping, it's about better control of the flying sword.

Stand tall to see far.

The Qingfeng Dao Sword continued to fly towards the overlapping sword shadows.

At this moment, Zhuo Zangfeng, who had risen into the air, stopped flying, and quickly converged the vitality that the dantian qi sea was constantly urging.

The flight of the Qingfeng Dao Sword slowed down.

The light on the sword also dimmed instantly.

Fear grew in his heart. ”

The Lord of the Sword Alliance, whose perception was extremely powerful, thought a little smugly.

Seeing that the old alliance leader had repeatedly used his housekeeping skills, the disciples' respect for Wei Xiaofei had also risen to a peak.

They looked at each other in shock, but no one spoke, but many people couldn't help but think, "This little Taoist priest who has not dried up is finally afraid." ”

"He may have to run away, but to run away is to die......"

However, including the old leader of the Sword Alliance, all the people in the Sword Alliance in the world were very wrong.

The vitality that condensed the operation of the dantian qi sea was precisely to attract the earth-shattering sword intent.

The divine sense probes the subtle, and everything in front of him reacts within the sea of knowledge.

As if a poet was searching for dry intestines in order to write a shocking work, Zhuo Zangfeng was searching for hidden vitality in the sea of dantian qi, and he also wanted to condense the vitality into a sword element.

There were nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine sword yuan in his chest, although they had turned into vitality, but more often than not, these sword yuan were like the same number of giant dragons, quietly lurking in his dantian qi sea.

The Qingfeng Dao Sword quickly turned red after the darkness, like a burning sunset.

At the beginning of the harvest, the vitality that the dantian qi sea could run had been re-condensed into a sword element.

"Woohoo!"

The sharp and piercing sound of the sword suddenly rushed into the ears of the disciples of the Sword Alliance.

They were horrified to see that just before the sword was about to meet the sword wind mountain shadow of the old alliance leader, a meteor shower suddenly appeared in the sky.

If when Zhuo Zangfeng cracked the "Hundred Mountains of Sword Qi" before, the Qingfeng Dao Sword was like a meteor, then at this moment, it seemed to have turned into a magical meteor shower.

The meteor fell and the sky, was it shocked by the sword qi or the sword wind?

No one could see clearly, thousands of sword yuan poured out from the top of the Qingfeng Dao Sword, and the speed was incredible.

"Whew......"

Wei Xiaofei suddenly felt that his breath was sluggish, no matter how he urged his vitality, the Wanzhong Mountain Sword Wind that he drove was like taking root on the ground, and he couldn't move at all.

Moreover, the flying knife from the palm knife exploded silently, and as for the thunder in the fist, it was pierced before it encountered the flying sword of the other party.

What kind of swordsmanship is this?

"One sword can turn into ten million swords?"

Wei Xiaofei was shocked and saw that this was not a flying sword, but a sword yuan.

This is even more impossible, it is rare for a high-level sword cultivator to be able to refine a sword element in his entire life, how could he refine such a huge number of sword elements at a time at his young age!

"Jian Yuan!"

The disciples of the World Sword Alliance looked up, facing the brilliant and grand golden sword qi in the night sky, and looked at the sword yuan in the shape of a small sword like a goldfish swimming in the sea, and the shock and horror in their hearts were all expressed on their faces.

It's just that they weren't sure if the countless goldfish that were scurrying around were the sword yuan that was extremely magical in the sword cultivation world.

The sword yuan poured out on the Qingfeng Dao Sword, shining the entire heaven and earth as if it were day.

Wanzhong Daoshan also condensed enough momentum, and with a bulky and grand attitude, it seemed to be able to crush the entire world.

Wei Xiaofei's expression was solemn, his head was scattered and fluttering, and the qi of his whole body was surging out rapidly in the sea of dantian qi.

In between battles, he never breathed and breathed, relying on his profound and incomparable background, and every time he crushed the opponent with absolute strength.

But this time, he had already changed his breath three times in a row.

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