Nangong Wuya did not show weakness, once the battle started, his attitude of not caring about himself suddenly disappeared. The whole person also exudes a monstrous majesty.

The cultivation of people who enter the spiritual path is all Five Qi Soul Envoys, but even the Five Qi Soul Envoys are different. And the embodiment of the gap can only be judged by the five elements of their own awakening and hole cards.

As soon as the two fought each other in the field, the aftermath of the burst made everyone have to step back again.

The sharp sword aura emitted by Ling Changfeng's long sword made people feel a tingling pain in their skin. And the most direct recipient, Nangong Wuya, responded calmly as if he didn't feel anything. This had to make the people watching the battle admire Nangong Wuya.

The destructive power brought by the condensation of sword qi at one point is extremely great. As a natural mortal enemy, Nangong Wuya didn't dare to hold it up at all, and his seemingly casual response was actually his own mastery.

"Hundred Swords!"

Ling Changfeng lowered his head, and the sword qi that was even more solemn gradually condensed behind him. It was a long sword condensed from soul qi. As Ling Changfeng drove his own cultivation, more long swords condensed out.

Under Ling Changfeng's control, hundreds of long swords were invincible and powerful, and all of them locked Nangong Wuyan.

"Senior Brother is worthy of being a genius of my Lingyun Sect, and he can already condense hundreds of swords, far surpassing us. ”

"Senior brother's kendo attainments are superb, and they are not comparable to me. With his awakened Jin Xing Soul Qi Divine Power, the power of the Ten Thousand Swords Dynasty Sect is even stronger. ”

The disciples of the Lingyun Sect looked at the long sword that surrounded Ling Changfeng, their eyes were extremely envious, and they all felt that being able to cultivate in the Lingyun Sect in this life was the greatest blessing.

Hundreds of long swords, each sword attacked Nangong Wuyan from a variety of different directions, from a tricky angle, first or later, virtual or real.

Nangong Wuya's eyes were extremely calm, and his body suddenly turned into two, and two into three, until more than a dozen Nangong Wuya appeared one after another, and took the initiative to meet the long sword that flew over.

"Wow!"

There were bursts of surprise at the scene, one side attacked extremely strongly, and the other side defended perfectly.

"This Nangong Wuya is really extraordinary, the exercises of the Carefree Sect are already close to the Dao, and the doppelganger soul technique he performed just now is even more Dao Yun. ”

Hundreds of sword qi were dispersed, making the hundred swords unable to unite in the end, which also made it impossible for Ling Changfeng to use the attack of the Ten Thousand Swords Dynasty Sect.

Everyone looked in different directions, and every battle was exciting, but of course, it was also accompanied by danger.

Several clones of Nangong Wuya were hit and turned into invisible, and some of the long swords were castrated, shattering several huge mountain rocks, and the smoke and dust scattered.

Similarly, more than half of the hundreds of long swords disappeared, and Nangong Wuyan's figure was ethereal, appearing everywhere from time to time, looming.

"Do you think you'll be fine if you consume a hundred swords?

"A thousand swords!"

In the horror of everyone, a thousand sharp swords were condensed behind Ling Changfeng this time, and these swords were obviously different from the previous hundred swords. Not only is it darker, it's more powerful.

A thousand swords flew fast, and this time they locked Nangong Wuya's true body. A thousand swords attacked Nangong Wuya at the same time, blocking all of his retreatable space.

"Thousand swords! Oh my God! I didn't expect that Senior Brother would already be able to use a thousand swords to attack, and this time Nangong Wuwu would definitely die. ”

The disciples of the Lingyun Sect knew best the terrifying aspects of the Sword Sect of the Ten Thousand Swords Dynasty, and every time they condensed a sword attack, they would stack a layer, and they seemed to have seen Nangong Wuya being stabbed into a sieve.

In terms of attack power sword cultivation, it is indeed blessed, surpassing the monks of the same realm. In the face of such a terrifying attack, Nangong Wuya's clone was united again.

"Easy Trick!"

Nangong Wuyan meditated, and an invisible aura suddenly spread out from his body. The soul qi violently drummed, as if it was holding up an area, and it was stunned to block the thousand swords that came from the attack, and it was impossible to advance an inch.

"Hmph!

Ling Changfeng snorted coldly, only to see a thousand swords suddenly condense into one, becoming a brilliant earth-shattering giant sword. As soon as the giant sword was formed, Nangong Wuyan's defense was no longer maintained.

"Phew!" I saw that the isolated light curtain seemed to be shattered open, and the Nangong Wuya inside was completely exposed to the attack of the Ten Thousand Swords Dynasty Sect.

The unhindered giant sword was like a bamboo, piercing Nangong Wuya's body in the frightened sighs and grief-stricken roars of everyone.

"Hahaha! Big Brother wins!"

"No, how could Senior Brother Wuya lose?"

"These two people are very strong, the Ten Thousand Swords Dynasty Sect is the strongest sword of the Lingyun Sect, and the lethality is indeed amazing. However, the Xiaoyao faction is not a second-rate sect, and this Nangong Wuyan is inevitably a little too unbeaten. ”

There were many people watching the battle, and there was no shortage of some hidden characters. One of them, a scholar with a folding fan in his hand and a scarf on his head, stood on top of the raised cliff wall, looking down with a slight frown.

Just when everyone thought that Nangong Wuya was dead, Nangong Wuya, who was pierced by the giant sword, suddenly burst apart inch by inch, shattering like a mirror.

"I see, Phantom Mirror!" the scholar with a folding fan shook his fan slightly, and there was a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

The change immediately lifted everyone up. They looked behind Ling Changfeng, their eyes revealing shock.

Nangong Wuya, who had been impaled, appeared behind Ling Changfeng, with a murderous aura in his eyes, holding a three-foot-long Qingfeng soft sword in his hand, stabbing at Ling Changfeng with domineering power.

"I know you're going to do that. Ling Changfeng turned around abruptly and said disdainfully. At the same time, he also raised the long sword in his hand and stabbed it head-on.

Although the attacks of the two did not have the gorgeous and dazzling sword qi and the collision of the five elements, the bland attack at this time was the strongest means of the two. All cultivation is focused on this last thorn.

"Dangdang!"

The long sword and the soft sword touched dozens of times in the blink of an eye. The long sword is sharp and invincible, and the soft sword is rigid and soft, which can be defended and attacked.

In the end, the soul soldiers of the two pierced each other's bodies, and continued to fight with their own soul qi, and the competition of soul art became a rivalry between soul gods.

Nangong Wuya and Ling Changfeng are on par in strength, and they are indistinguishable. At this time, they were all red-eyed and bent on winning, and finally formed a lose-lose situation.

The disciples of the Lingyun Sect and the Xiaoyao Sect were also tense, and if the atmosphere was not right, a battle between the two sects might occur.

Ling Changfeng and Nangong Wuya were at the juncture of the competition, and the two were entangled in each other's souls and competed with each other, making their bodies real for a while and illusory for a while.

"Whoosh!"

At this moment, the sound of breaking the air sounded, and everyone looked for prestige, only to see a red arrow dragging a long trail towards Nangong Wuya.

"There are people who want to take advantage of the fisherman. ”

Everyone looked at the red-robed man who suddenly appeared, he was holding a bow and arrow in his hand, wearing a mask, and he couldn't see his true face. But there was a coldness in his eyes, and there was a mockery on his lips.

Nangong Wuyan was shocked, his eyes were extremely angry, and he gritted his teeth and roared: "Jiang Tiancheng, you traitor!"

"Lingyun Sect, your sister's! actually came to Yin, and the brothers fought with them. ”

The appearance of the red-robed man made the situation on the scene chaotic all of a sudden, and the Lingyun Sect and the Easy Sect, who were originally facing each other, finally fought.

The speed of the arrow was very fast, and the people of the Freedom Sect had already pierced Nangong Wuya's body before they could stop it.

The opportunity was fleeting, Ling Changfeng urged cultivation and gave Nangong Wuya the most fatal blow.

Nangong Wuyan Soul Qi collapsed, but fortunately, at the most dangerous moment, a light appeared in his eyebrows, protecting the dissipation of the soul god.

The people of the Loose Sect breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, they had a soul talisman.

At this time, Nangong Wuyan's soul body was floating and the soul light was dim. As long as he makes up for one more blow, he can say goodbye to this world, and Ling Changfeng has no intention of giving up such an opportunity.

"Die!"

Ling Changfeng raised his long sword and stabbed it down again. Looking at the triumphant smile on the other party's face, Nangong Wuya sighed secretly and could only accept his fate.

"Poof!"

Mutation and rebirth, the long sword that he thought had pierced into Nangong Wuya's body suddenly stopped moving at a distance of an inch from the center of his eyebrows. Everyone looked intently, only to find that the sound that pierced the body was actually from Ling Changfeng.

Ling Changfeng looked down at the red arrow that came out of his body in disbelief, he never thought that the red-robed man would actually attack him. He felt the red arrow penetrate his body and drag out his soul qi, and the moment the eyebrow soul talisman glowed, he also realized that this trial journey was over early.

Ling Changfeng looked at the red-robed man, and then he woke up to the fact that he had already been calculated, "Disciple of Lingyun Sect, kill this person with all your might." ”

Not only the disciples of the Lingyun Sect, but also the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect also attacked the red-robed man at the same time.

"Puff puff!"

Another series of piercing sounds came out, and the crimson arrows reappeared, and the soul talismans of several disciples of the Freedom Sect and the Lingyun Sect were activated.

"Hiss, how could it be a soul-chasing arrow!" The scholar wearing a scarf clenched the folding fan's right hand was already purple, and the appearance of the soul-chasing arrow made him extremely uncalm in his heart.

At this time, no one dared to do it again, and the soul chasing arrow also returned to the hands of the red-robed man.

"There are so many runes!" The red-robed man's voice was slightly hoarse, and there were dozens of rune papers on the arrows, two of which were four-color rune paper maps obtained by Ling Changfeng and Nangong Wuya.

In addition to the two four-color rune papers of different colors, there are also the silver rune paper of the Lingyun Sect and the orange rune paper of the Xiaoyao Sect, adding up to a total of ten colors of rune paper.

"Ladies and gentlemen, you are closer to the ultimate goal of the trial, I will be waiting for you in front of you, only those who have proven their strength can explore the lair of the king beast. ”

The red-robed man took off the dozens of runes from the soul chasing arrows and glanced around at the people who were eager to try. Finally, he looked in the direction of the monk of Giant Rock City, where Yun Yi was.

The red-robed man showed a cold smile under his mask: "Let's start with you!"

In the expectant eyes of everyone, the red-robed man threw all the runes in his hand in the direction where Yun Yi and the others were.

"I'll go, pie in the sky. Brothers, the old rule is to run when you grab it. I don't know who howled in the crowd, but there were also people with cold eyes.

Hundreds of people snatched dozens of rune papers, who could keep them safely? Although everyone knew that the red-robed man was not at ease, the value of the rune paper was too great.