The golden light in the sky shone the heavens, and a figure waved away with a spear, like an angry dragon, whistling and roaring.

A thin gray sword appeared, holding it against it, but the figure holding the sword kept retreating, and then a thin sword suddenly appeared from the other side, slashing at the figure in the golden light.

A soldier's roar, sonorous, and mighty!

The two retreated at the same time, standing in mid-air with each other, afraid of each other.

It's just that this scene lasted for half a breath, and the two stepped towards each other again, deceiving each other and fighting, and the spirit was full of light, which made many ** open their eyes.

"Ji Xuanfeng used dual swords, he finally got serious..."

In mid-air, the silver curtain seemed to break the world, and the woman in it looked at the two people below, and her eyes lit up.

A gray light, like a snake with tarsal bones, shuttled through the air, flickering and flickering.

A thin light flickered in all directions, spreading all over the square with the gray snake, and then in an instant, they all pounced on the golden figure in mid-air.

Mo Ran fixed his eyes, his right eye flickered, the blue light of his wings shone brightly, and his body retreated slightly.

Then the spear in his hand swung horizontally, emitting bursts of cyan ripples, swinging in the air.

He knew the trickery of the two swords, so he distanced himself, and with his great strength, he wanted to directly shatter the place where the power of the two swords was everywhere.

It's just that after the gray snake dispersed, it recondensed, which was too weird and even more difficult to prevent.

A gray snake suddenly appeared, biting directly into his body, dripping blood.

After the golden mang flashed, Mo Ran collapsed it, but before he could react, several small white lights flashed behind him, and even though he dodged most of them with his spirit disc method, he was still injured a little.

"You Qingling is really special, if it were someone else, it would be difficult to withstand these two blows alone" Ji Xuanfeng held his hands with both swords, his eyes flashed, revealing curiosity and a little more jealous.

The power of his two swords just now, although some of them were scattered by the young man in front of him, still hit his body, but under the glow of that green spirit, these wounds were slowly recovering, which really surprised him.

If his sword can't penetrate the person in front of him, the effect of the spirit will be difficult to play, this is the first time he has encountered such a beaten person.

Two ** battles, the power of his double swords, from time to time will hurt the young man in front of him, but those wounds are constantly healing, not to mention the amazing physical defense, the healing power alone is too rebellious, if it is someone else, these injuries must have been seriously injured.

"Brother Cheng, that young man is as good as the tricky sword, it's so powerful" On the side of the Fang family, a girl with red yarn opened her mouth slightly, looking surprised.

"Indeed... However, his strength seems to be declining, and the golden glow is not as blazing as it used to be" Hearing this, the white-robed man looked at the sky and found something strange.

That golden mangs contained majestic power, and even he felt a lot of fear, thinking that many people in the vicinity had already seen it.

However, this kind of power can't be maintained for a long time, otherwise the young man just now wouldn't have dispersed this light, and it would be a while before it shines again, this should be a secret method that can increase combat power in a short time.

Cheng Yu sighed lightly in his heart, Ji Xuanfeng was very strong, he had to admit that the swordsmanship was psychic, unpredictable, and it looked as if he hadn't done his best.

I thought he was waiting for the young man's golden light to disperse, so he could see this golden aura, and Ji Xuanfeng could also see it, this situation was not optimistic.

The green sword was all over the sky, constantly harassing, the golden light was like a dragon, shaking the sky and the earth, and the two were constantly fighting fiercely.

Although Mo Ran has many wounds on his body, he is fearless, and his green spirit is nourished, and he can continue to recover himself.

The only thing that worries him is the power of this yang liquid, and now that the battle has been going on, there is a faint pain all over his body, and he is afraid that he will not be able to urge it soon.

Ji Xuanfeng stepped aside, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, in his eyes, although the Xuanfeng spear had no edge, its strength should not be underestimated.

Every time one of his swords touched the spear, a force would enter him, shaking his blood.

With the continuous touch, he was inevitably shocked and coughed up blood, but now, the young man in front of him, the golden light has reached the limit, this is the purpose of what he does.

The moment before the golden light disappeared, he guessed in his heart that the young man would inevitably use the strange concentration of that breath, and he just wanted to see the power of that breath!

This was the boy's last chance, because he hadn't done his best yet, and the boy was already at his limit, and if he missed this time, without the golden light, he couldn't stop his sword at all!

"Gray Stream"

With a low groan, the gray sword scattered, the thin sword was in his hand, the man's eyes were sharp, and he used the killing technique.

The shadow of the sword appeared in the sky, then collapsed, turning into thousands of gray snakes, their fierce eyes flashing with ghostly light, and then pounced.

The spear swept, the green ripples flowed gold, and the spiritual power swung away, constantly shaking away the snake shadows around them, but those gray swords collapsed and condensed until the golden light was swallowed.

"That boy, defeated?"

Someone exclaimed, the scene reversed too quickly, the two of them were evenly matched in the battle just now, and now it was just one move, and the figure in the golden light was swallowed by the gray sword stream.

"Ji Xuanfeng's gray python swallows the sky, even if it is not fully released, it is almost there... The young man was either dead or injured" An old man stood in one place, squinting his eyes slightly, and perceiving it.

"Defeated like this?"

In the middle of the sky, a man muttered, his eyes looking at one place.

The gray snake sword light had already been wrapped into a ball of surging sword qi, like a cage, binding the young man, and there was originally a lot of golden light coming out, but it was only for a while, and it dissipated.

A lot of people watching the game felt a little unbelievable, although there were a lot of people on the field who were fighting, but they didn't really use their full strength.

This is just a test of each other, and few people can tell the winner in such a short period of time.

Although Tianjiao is poor, every Tianjiao starts from a small battle and comes from blood, and the gap in strength will be made up by its own different means.

Even if the young man in the distance, he was fighting the palpitating Ji Xuanfeng, but because of the evenly matched just now, he reversed to the present, which was unacceptable.

Mo Ran frowned slightly in the giant ball formed by the gray snake, and the golden mangs around him were deliberately restrained by him, if he continued to shine out, the sequelae would be too great, and now he could only change to green mangs and wrap himself.

The gray snake bites, although it makes it painful, but he can endure it, there is no big problem, but he has two pieces of treasure armor, and the strength of his body is not bad, and he is accompanied by a green spirit, so the pain is completely bearable.

Moreover, if this technique was not withdrawn, he would just rest in it to relieve the severe pain caused by the power of the yang liquid.

Fang Jia, with a light cough, Fang Wan slowly opened her eyes and looked back at the neighborhood, as if she was looking for someone.

"Your spiritual power is still collapsing, it's best not to speak" Cheng Yu frowned, looking at the woman in front of him, his expression did not relax.

His sword qi was determined to be heroic, but he couldn't urge the extreme, it was really because the woman in front of him was too fragile, and the sword power of the treacherous sword was too deeply hidden.

To get rid of this kind of soul collapse sword qi, he can only slowly clear it like a cocoon, which is extremely depleting to his mind, seeing this woman wake up, she will inevitably ask some things, and he doesn't have the time to answer them one by one.

"Ling'er, what about Mo Ran" Fang Wan looked at the little girl beside her, and there was a slight worry between her words.

"Brother, he's on top, fighting with the ** who hurt you, but the situation is not very good"

Fang Ling's face was happy when she saw her sister wake up, and then she looked at the air twice, and said weakly, she was also worried in her heart.

"That young man is fine, just look at that Ji Xuanfeng's expression, but you, if you don't want to see a corpse when that person comes back, don't be distracted, immediately condense" Cheng Yu sighed, his expression looked solemn.

The sword of the router spirit is really magical and weird, if she is not allowed to condense herself, even if his sword qi can shake those treacherous swords away, this woman will inevitably become a mortal fetus and cut off the spiritual path.

Although he already had the result in mind, he still let her try, so that there was still a little hope.

"It's so lively, good girl, can you see enough?"

A melodious piano sound floated up, and a fairy-like girl stepped on the piano from a distance.

"That's Fairy Xuewei, she actually left Tianshui Xuan?" someone exclaimed, and recognized the person when he heard the sound of the piano.

The only people who can have this sound and play this song in Nantian City are Shui Yunxuan and Fairy Xuewei!

"What did I hear, that the good girl is here?" said the sharp-eared man, who heard the sound, with a look of astonishment.

"How is it possible, there are so many Tianjiao here, don't you even notice that the good girl is here?"

Many people leaned out of their senses and searched nearby, and several people from the original battle stopped at each other.

The sound of the piano fell, and a graceful figure appeared, and then in the void, a curtain dispersed, and a bewitching woman also stepped on.

The two looked at each other, but smiled very tacitly, the meaning of which is probably only known to the two of them.

"Xue Wei, your injuries healed so quickly?" the woman smiled with a smile on her face, her eyes flashing.

"Xue Wei has never been injured, but you, with the three heavenly pride, are you here to reap the benefits" The girl flicked the piano with one finger, looked at the woman on the side, and said indifferently.

"Your tongue is as good as ever, but your breath is still a little fluctuating, what, are you worried about the teenager below?"

The good girl has been paying attention to the audience, the young man with the green wing and Ji Xuanfeng are fighting, and the current situation is not very good, and Xue Wei in front of her chose to appear at this time, which has an unusual meaning.

"Do you think you can trap him with just one sword?" Xue Wei smiled, as if she wasn't worried.

The conversation between the two women in mid-air shocked everyone below, this is simply the tip of the needle against Maimang, although the two women did not move, but they did not give in to each other.

The golden light flashed, and a figure rushed out, accompanied by a black spear, the wounds on his body had long been healed, and now his wings fluttered, standing in mid-air.

Mo Ran heard the sound of the piano wafting in, and some of his own injuries were almost healed, and they were not too much in the sword ball.

Ji Xuanfeng smiled, his sword, gray like a snake, wrapped the young man, but it didn't hurt him.

Even though he had a slight advantage in this battle, the two still didn't decide the winner after all.

Now the situation on the field is delicate, he doesn't want to wade into this troubled water, and when everyone doesn't notice it, he disappears in place.

His treacherous sword is not only swordsmanship, but his own trickery, this time it is just a temptation, and by the way, he has seen a lot of Tianjiao, which is enough.

Some of the remaining situations were beyond his control, so he left decisively.

It was not surprising that Mo Ran noticed this person leaving, and many people in the vicinity of the Great War had made the same choice.

Originally, he didn't plan to let him go like this, but there was no way, that Ji Xuanfeng's strength was indeed terrifying, and it disappeared inexplicably, compared to this, he was more worried about Fang Wan's injury, and the hatred of that sword, it seemed that it would have to wait for the future.