The Tianyan who was forcibly detained in place was restless like a mad beast, Chen Shuisha and Yu Boya, the two pinnacle Netherworld Immortals in the Netherworld Realm, couldn't easily restrain them, and now the strongest in the cultivation world is the Netherworld Realm, which can be called a Dao Venerable, even they feel difficult, what kind of mysterious power does this Tianyan contain?

Lu Qingfeng didn't make any rash moves, he looked at Chen Bufan, but found that the confusion in Chen Bufan's eyes gradually faded, and his eyes gradually became clear, clean like endless blue waves in the North Sea. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Awake?" Lu Qingfeng asked.

Chen Bufan nodded, and then as if he didn't see the black thunderbolts jumping like black dragons above his head, he looked at all the Netherworld Immortals present, made a junior salute, and said, "Chen Bufan has seen Senior Chen, Mr. Yu, and Senior Ye. ”

As soon as the words fell, in an instant, the Heavenly Eye once again erupted with a huge force, exclaiming and stirring the wind and clouds in the sky, and several black thunder pillars as thick as water tanks fell, splitting through the void and falling on the stone floor at the top of the Tianshan Mountain.

It's like the legendary Nine Heavens God Thunder.

Thunderclouds rolled, staining the sky black, and at this moment everyone was like night.

Chen Shuisha snorted coldly, stretched out a hand, spread out his five fingers, and crushed the black thunder in the sky out of thin air with a grip and a grasp.

She asked coldly, "What is the reason for this, what does Tianyan have to do with you?"

The surrounding voices were extremely noisy, and in the midst of the thunder, Chen Bufan's calm voice sounded: "I don't know either...... But maybe it really has something to do with me. ”

The voice was not loud, but it was clear, and with the words of the senior brother of Qiu Ming Mountain, the riot of Tianyan became even more intense!

"Can you manipulate the Heavenly Eye?" asked Yu Boya in a cold voice, as he stretched out a hand and slapped out a few black air currents.

"What do you mean by this?" Lu Qingfeng asked, and at the same time slapped forward, a white air flow and Yu Boya's black qi converged, black and white were as clear as white paper and black ink, and they disappeared together in just a few moments.

Yu Boya's palm just now was naturally to imprison Chen Bufan, and after Lu Qingfeng broke up, Yu Boya was not annoyed, and said indifferently: "He has an inextricable relationship with Tianyan, but Tianyan is not unique to him, it belongs to the entire cultivation world, I am just afraid that he will manipulate Tianyan and take it away." ”

Chen Shuisha looked at Chen Bufan coldly, and the meaning was equally obvious.

Lu Qingfeng protected his apprentice in front of him, and said coldly: "How can my apprentice let you be detained, and the top priority is to calm down Tianyan again!"

"I can't do it. Chen Bufan said calmly.

Under the black vortex of terrifying lightning, Chen Bufan's white clothes were as eye-catching as snow.

He clipped the scroll under his arm, along with the famous dragon hair pen in the scroll, and was silent for a moment, then repeated, "It's calling me." ”

Yu Boya looked at Lu Qingfeng's lover and said indifferently, "You mean, you want to take it away?"

Chen Bufan did not answer.

Lu Qingfeng's expression did not change.

Chen Shisha's face became more and more cold, like the white snow on the White Lotus Holy Mountain that does not melt all year round.

Ye Luo never meant to participate in it, although he was also one of the six most honorable big people, he was not much interested in the Heavenly Eye or the Heavenly Dao, in contrast, he was more concerned about the things that happened on the mountain road.

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"Wang Zijian, are you really going to fight me here to the death?"

In a foothill on the Tianshan Mountains, Yu Huaji stood in the forest.

Behind him is a cliff, and beyond the cliff there is a sea of white clouds floating and sinking.

Overhead, a black electric snake swam thousands of miles away.

It's a picture of the sky falling apart.

The prince sword of the black cloth and black iron sword stood in front of her, his eyes showed cruelty, he waited for this moment and didn't know how long he had been waiting, others felt that the Daomen saintess in her heyday was almost invincible, and his sword idiot could not be compared with it, but in fact, he not only had the confidence to defeat her, but also the confidence to kill her, his sword intent was a killing word, the stronger the killing intent, the stronger he was, not to mention, he had already broken through the realm into the dragon's eye, and he was better at life and death than the Daomen Holy Maiden？

Most of the other Daomen disciples were screened out on the sixth day, and by the time the seventh day was closed, there was no one to escort her, this was the best opportunity, and his grievances with the Daomen could now be regarded as a rest.

"It's as simple as that. Wang Zijian said.

His tone was cold as if he came from the Nine Netherworlds, and his black clothes were almost hidden in the dark skylight, as unpredictable as a ghost.

Yu Huaji's red clothes fluttered in the mountain wind, she took a deep breath, her eyes were cold, and she suddenly drew her sword.

The golden glow of the Holy Maiden's sword spread out in all directions, lighting up the surrounding darkness and making all ghosts unavoidable, even the prince's sword could not be avoided, not to mention that he was not prepared to avoid it in the first place.

An ordinary black iron sword, I can't remember where I bought it, but it has been with me for many years.

"You come with me to kill the sacred. Wang Zijian whispered.

It's just a black iron sword bought for a few taels of silver, it has drunk countless blood over the years, and it has already been psychic, under the whisper of the prince's sword, the sword body trembled slightly, and a faint sword sound was heard, which was clearly audible.

If it takes some time, this sword will definitely be on the list of famous weapons in the North Sea, and it will be among the best!

Yu Hua Ji's beautiful eyes fell on the body of the prince sword, holding the holy maiden sword tightly, the sword spirit of the Daomen Holy Maiden after being recovered in the Yubei tomb was already comparable to the Beihai Dragon Elephant Sword, not much inferior at all, the sword light flashed, and countless golden lights sprinkled around her.

It is like a golden sea, in the middle of the golden sea, the holy woman of the Taoist gate is solemn and sacred, inviolable, and cannot be desecrated.

The battlefield in the foothills was divided in two.

On the side of the cliff on the left, there is a golden glow.

On the right side, between the mountains and forests, it is as dark as the underworld.

The two of them are like two long lines of gold and black, and the swordsmanship of the saint in Yu Huaji's hand is skillful and coherent, and there is a mysterious trajectory between the sword moves, and the head of the prince's sword is directly taken from the bottom up with the power of ten thousand jun at a strange angle.

The murderous kung fu of the prince sword was exposed at this moment, he faced the sword blade from the bottom up, felt the sword intent of the holy maiden's swordsmanship, his eyes were indifferent, and on the side of his body, he almost avoided this sword, and the iron sword in his hand stabbed Yu Huaji's chest!

The light and shadow between the lightning and the stone and fire are intertwined, and only a black iron sword can be seen piercing Yu Huaji's chest, if it is pierced, it will definitely be pierced through the chest and the end of a whimper.

Yu Huaji turned around calmly, just now that side of the dodge can only say that this sword idiot is really a master of the arts, if there is half a mistake, his head will be directly cut off, but this decision, which is even crazier than the sword madman Zhu Mingwen, is to let him immediately seize the upper hand, Yu Hongyi can only take three steps back, the steps under his feet bloom lotus, each step leaves deep footprints on the ground, the body leans back to avoid the fatal sword of the prince sword, and the qi in the body explodes.

Wang Zijian punched out with his left hand, just colliding with the same small fist as Yu Huaji, and there seemed to be a storm between the two, tearing everything around them apart!

The ground is crisscrossed by ravines, and the surrounding vegetation has collapsed, and it is a mess.

The two fists collided, and the two retreated with one touch, each pulling away dozens of steps.

Wang Zijian raised his eyebrows.

The younger generation says that after defeating the sword maniac, the sword addict is already the leader in the way of the sword.

In fact, the Daomen Holy Maiden's kendo attainments were not too much, which really surprised him.

The prince said, "You still have to die." ”

Yu Huaji was calm and silent, as cold as an orchid in the hollow valley, and the golden glow around her reappeared.

The blade of the prince's sword just now always avoided the blade of the holy maiden sword, and she didn't want to let the blades of the two swords collide, and of course she understood the reason in between.

In fact, her kendo attainments are much worse than the prince's sword.

It's just that the Holy Maiden Sword is how many grades higher than the black iron sword in an ordinary blacksmith shop?

She took a deep breath and stroked the golden body of the Holy Maiden's sword.

Whether you can win or not depends on you. She thought quietly. (To be continued.) )