Birds and monsters swept through the sky, and several figures descended from the sky and blocked the front.

These people were all cultivators from other forces, and when they heard the news, they rushed over and intercepted Wei Wuji.

Wei Wuji snorted coldly, the sword momentum swallowed thousands of miles, and he cut forward fearlessly, and the sword was like a match, attacking and slashing away.

Poof! The man in front of him was swept by the sword, his head rolled to the ground, and the headless body fell, blood spurting several kilometers away, staining the red and withered grass.

"Death to those who stand in my way!"

Wei Wuji bullied forward, his fist lingered in the arc, breaking through the air with a fist attack, boom! As if a thunderbolt fell, a figure was blasted and flew up, fell ten feet away, and died instantly.

A man stepped forward with a sword, evolving a sword curtain, and countless sword shapes attacked Wei Wuji.

The sword shape in Wei Wuji's hand, like a living thing, flew away in the air, and a phantom-like afterimage broke through the sword curtain and instantly pierced the opponent's body.

The man looked at the sword shape inserted in his body, his eyes showed surprise, and he fell to the ground, dying.

Kill! Wei Wuji didn't slow down, and at the same time as the sword attacked, a finger force was sent to the side, and the other party hurriedly blocked the blade in front, emitting a shocking echo like a golden stone.

Wei Wuji's figure was like a ghost, and he appeared in front of the other party, and another finger shot out, penetrating his heart and obliterating it.

In an instant, Wei Wuji killed several people in a row.

When everyone saw Wei Wuji's amazing strength and crazy attack, they all showed fear and dodged to the side.

"Get out of the way early, and you won't have to die!"

Wei Wuji shouted angrily, and his figure shot forward, heading in the direction of the teleportation array.

Around the wilderness, there were figures of people, and countless cultivators flocked to it. But when he saw Wei Wuji's killing, he didn't dare to step forward to block it, and while following from a distance, he sent a message out to let the strong man of the family come.

Wei Wuji rushed out for dozens of miles and came to a flat land with barren grass, and was finally intercepted by the people of Mingsha Country.

"Wei Wuji, I've finally waited for you, the legendary body of epiphany, hehe......"

Seinfeld stood in front and watched Wei Wuji look up and down, looking with interest.

"If you don't want to be an enemy of Wei, please get out of the way. "Wei Wuji looked at it with the eyes of the faceless, there were many powerful cultivators in the crowd on the other side, and if they fought hard, they would inevitably delay time.

"Get out of the way, Wei Wuji, do you know that all the forces in the world know that you have obtained the inheritance of the Holy Venerable, and they are all chasing and killing you. I don't want to do such a dirty thing, I just want to invite Your Excellency to be a guest in Narusha, so that you can also save your life. Seinfeld laughed.

"Hehe, everyone who stopped Wei was warmly invited and wanted to invite Wei to come to the door. ”

Wei Wuji shook his head, stretched out his hand and flicked it in the air, Zheng Zheng Zheng! Nine Dao Sword Shapes were suspended in front of him, "Make a move, don't go around in circles." ”

Seinfeld smiled faintly, reached out and took out a Fang Tian Painting Halberd, pointing at the other party, "If you can defeat me, I promise that others will not hinder you again." ”

"Talking counts?" asked Wei Wuji.

"Your Highness will never speak. Seinfeld replied.

Wei Wuji waved his hand, and three sword-shaped shots shot towards Seinfeld.

The halberd in Seinfeld's hand waved in the air, chanting! The halberd turned into a virtual shadow, the tip of the halberd flickered, and the sound of the sound filled the void.

A sound pattern swung along the halberd, swept forward, and the sword fell and stuck in the ground.

"The strength of the Guyuan Realm has perfected the Dao pattern ...... of sound"

Wei Wuji saw the strength of the other party, and waved his hands quickly, and all the sword shapes shot away.

The nine-person sword formation, the sword styles of the nine sword shapes are different, and the sword roar that breaks through the void shakes the void.

Wei Wuji's current strength, the sword array, the power is dozens of times better than before, in an instant, the heaven and earth void sword qi is horizontal, and a sword net is pressing towards Song Fei.

Song Fei's eyes lit up, seeing the power of Wei Wuji's sword array, he stretched out his hand and waved it in the air, and a hanging river of quicksand rushed out of the storage space, like a yellow dragon rushing towards the sword array.

"The Way of the Sand ......"

Wei Wuji controlled the sword formation and continued to attack and kill the opponent.

Between heaven and earth, suddenly a wild sand danced, covering the sky and the sun, Sen Sen's sword qi was cold through his body, and the nine sword shapes shuttled through the wild sand, and the invisible sword intent locked the other party to death.

The halberd in Seinfeld's hand rippled in a circle of sound patterns, and the nine swords in the air were swept by the sound patterns, and the sword array suddenly stagnated, revealing a flaw.

The yellow sand rolled up, instantly pounced, and with the point of the halberd, a long dragon was derived, roaring and covering up, submerging the nine sword shapes.

"Wei Wuji, if you continue like this, you will definitely lose, kill!"

Seinfeld waved his halberd, and the yellow sand evolved into a human form, attacking and killing Wei Wuji.

"I haven't comprehended the Dao pattern of the sword, and the attack and killing of the sword formation are always slightly inferior......"

Wei Wuji's figure rushed forward, flicked his fingers, and a sound pattern stretched on his fingertips, and an arrow was derived, piercing the sand curtain of the yellow sand and killing Seinfeld.

The sound-patterned arrow shot through the air, emitting a crisp roar, pulling out a long trajectory in the dust, and shooting into the yellow sand and piercing through the human form.

The yellow sand figure dissipated, and the remaining momentum of the sound-patterned arrows remained unchanged, continuing to attack Seinfeld.

Seinfeld's eyes lit up, and he waved the halberd in his hand, and the sound-patterned arrows landed on the halberd and collided together. Circles of sound rippled in all directions. The illusory sound rippled in the void, like an auditory hallucination.

Whirring, the yellow sand swept away, and in the rolling sand and dust, several beast shapes rushed out, and they pounced towards Wei Wuji with their teeth and claws.

Wei Wuji's body shape remained unchanged, and the arc of his body flickered, boom, boom, boom The beast form that rushed up suddenly collapsed under the explosion of the thunderbolt.

Nine sword shapes flew out of the yellow sand on the ground, like domesticated spiritual creatures, lingering in front of Wei Wuji, and then volleyed towards Song Fei.

Seinfeld's Fang Tian Painting Halberd swung in the air, conjuring up the shadow of the halberd in the sky, blocking the attack and killing of the Nine Swords, Ding Ding Ding!

Fang Tian's halberd blocked the rapid attack of the Nine Swords, and his momentum suddenly changed, like a big mountain, turning into an afterimage, and directly attacked Wei Wuji, who was close to him.

Seinfeld shot with all his might, Fang Tian's halberd was so powerful that it broke through the void, and the void in front of the halberd tip showed a sense of distortion, and a faint wisp of melodious sound came out, like a dream.

A cultivator who has fused two kinds of Dao patterns in this Yuan is not comparable to ordinary cultivators, Seinfeld is such a person, and Wei Wuji is the same.

The nine sword formations vibrated together and shuttled in.

Wei Wuji stretched out his hand and grabbed the two sword shapes, waving them left and right, and the remaining seven sword shapes were in front of him, swimming in the air like swimming fish, forming a wonderful pattern.

Bang! Fang Tian's halberd landed on the pattern, and it erupted with a loud bang.

Wei Wuji's double swords went upward, resisting the seven swords in front of him, blocking the opponent's attack.

The nine sword shapes shattered together, and the sword shapes cast by iron were difficult to block the other party after all.

However, Wei Wuji had already thought of this result, and his figure took advantage of the situation and reached out to hold the other party's halberd.