The sword roared, and the scorching heat descended from the Burning Nirvana Flame Dance was unprecedentedly majestic and terrifying. In the eruption of the power of the Seven Emperors, the power of this sword erupted and roared at the same time like a volcano that had been dormant for many years, and the dark red streamer flames were enough to incinerate the heavens and the earth.

Evil fire is raging, doomsday punishment, extinguish!

With the swing of this sword, Feng Ren didn't have any hesitation, nor did he need the slightest hesitation, let it go, fight with all his might, that's all.

The fierceness of the sword and the fury of the fire danced together in this dim dungeon.

"Yes, it's kind of interesting. The first line of the Emperor Protector against one of the Seven Emperors is really a fateful duel. I've been waiting for this moment for a long time!" Wu Linwu was a little excited, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised and his evil eyes were faintly revealing a hint of playful abuse.

In the next moment, there was already a roar between his fingers, condensing a touch of deep cold sword intent, and stabbing into the air with a roar and falling infinite heat.

Ping!

The two swords clashed, and the seemingly translucent illusory blade in Wu Linwu's hand was able to hardly shake the Burning Silence Nirvana, and the tip of the sword that seemed to be able to be blown away by a gust of wind lightly pressed against the scorching blade, making it unable to move forward by half a step.

"It's too arrogant to use a sword like this, but it's not okay. ”

"I don't need you to teach me a lesson at this time!"

Feng Ren sighed in a deep voice, his wrist trembled, and the surging power poured into the hilt of the sword. The roaring dark red flames still lingered around him and his sword, and the urge and stimulus again completely awakened this violent force, falling and bursting like a meteor rain of fire, destroying the withering and decaying.

Nirvana is the main force, once it makes a move, it will definitely take the lead.

"It's useless. ”

Wu Linwu smiled faintly, and the five fingers of his right hand, which was dragging the condensed sword blade, suddenly clenched together. In an instant, the illusory sword blade contained a light source flashed, and the moment the bright cold light appeared, the deep cold blade also expanded several times and elongated, and it was a homeopathic sharpening when it was provoked.

In the blink of an eye, the countless meteor fire rains that fell in front of him were dimly extinguished, and the scorching light flame was instantly crushed by that sword, and the horizontal sword momentum did not end there, as the figure jumped up and slashed, the rotating blade once again hit the Burning Silence Nirvana in Feng Ren's hand.

This time, it is no longer just a resistance, but a counterattack.

Bite!

The blade of the sword trembled, Feng Ren retreated three steps in an instant, and the scorching heat of the evil fire filled by the Burning Nirvana had dissipated half, and he didn't have time to think about anything else, the cold light that continued to flicker in front of him warned him that Wu Linwu's sword momentum was still approaching.

"How is it possible, I can't even catch a single move from you?"

There was a loud shout of rage, and the sound waves of agitation caused countless clusters of dark red remnant flames to burn again, and as the Burning Nirvana rose again, the sword roared down again.

Rumble!

The dungeon shook violently, and the raging red flames jumped wantonly in every corner, a sword roared, and Feng Ren finally showed a happy smile. I saw that under the tip of the sword of the Burning Nirvana, the condensed blade that faced the battle finally cracked, and only a little light spot was scattered between Wu Linwu's fingers.

"Very good, it seems that the gift that Xi'er left for you if she was not honest all of a sudden is really good. Now you are qualified for me to really fight with my sword. ”

Wu Linwu bowed his head slightly, waved his sleeves, and the faint cold light of cyan converged on his jade-like warm five fingers, an ancient long sword appeared in the void, and the dancing color was like a leaning figure kneeling in the void, raising his hands to hold the sword in front of him.

With the five fingers of his right hand closed, Wu Linwu held the hilt of the sword and smiled again: "This time, you must be careful." The power of my sword, you should know six or seven points. ”

When the words fell, the sword was unsheathed, and the deep sword light crossed the void, and a soft roar was gently startled, like the excitement of a dragon entering the sea, and like the domineering of a tiger returning to the mountain.

However, it didn't matter what kind of battle intent it was, the ray of cold light that was wielded slashed in front of Feng Ren in the blink of an eye, but it didn't take any key points from him, and the cold sharp sword intent was only locked on the three-foot scorching edge of the Burning Nirvana.

At this moment, the Burning Silence Nirvana hummed out of thin air, and I don't know if it was the excitement of resonance, or the indignation of a strong enemy.

The sword is out, Feng Ren has no choice, and there will be no other distractions.

If Burning Nirvana had a mind of his own, he would have made such a choice.

At this moment, it belongs only to the sword, and only to the heart of the strong.

Thundered!

A spiraling pillar of dark red fire erupted from the ground, tearing the earth apart with raging flames that dragged the entire imperial city into flames. For a while, the earth shook, the scorching heat swept the sky, and the sky changed color and dyed a few points of scarlet.

In mid-air, a figure appeared in the middle of the ragged and shattered pillar of red fire, the violent evil fire on the long sword in his hand slowly faded, and a touch of cold pitch black filled the entire sword blade, and under the fluctuation of completely different breaths, only the full sword intent was as powerful as ever, and even more indestructible.

Secretly chasing the dark edge, Feng Ren exhaled slightly, and looked at Wu Linwu, who was also jumping out of the underground palace not far away, and the solemnity in his eyes was a little more.

"Very good, the sword is a good sword, and the person is a martial arts wizard who is unique in ten thousand. Wu Linwu admired softly, but in his eyes, it was still more of a sadistic look.

Looking down at the scorching rift that stretched from the underground palace to the imperial city, Feng Ren sighed: "It seems that Xi'er's weight in your heart is not light, otherwise you wouldn't have led the bursting power to the ground with me at the last moment of the collision just now." Otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to escape just now. ”

"I said, as long as your life. Xi'er will be fine, and Huo Xiaoxuan will be fine. Of course, I can vaguely guess what you and she are thinking. But I can tell you in advance, to tell you, this little trick will not work in front of me who has fused the power of demons. Wu Linwu casually glanced at Huo Xiaoxuan, who was still closing his eyes and slowly gathering strength in the depths below, shook his head, and snorted contemptuously.

"What's more, you're almost going to be alone, take a good look over there. I'm afraid the companions you brought with you won't last long. Blindly trust your stupidity, and they will also pay for it. ”

Looking in the direction pointed out by Wu Linwu, Feng Ren's eyes changed again, and there was anxiety and anger in his slightly narrowed eyes.

On the side of the demons, the new combat power was put into the battlefield, and the costumes were the few people who retreated beside Wu Linwu before. For Feng Ren, most of them are also acquaintances, and the dungeon was dim and far away just now, so I didn't notice it for a while.

Gou Chen, Seven Kills Lisa Weng, Greedy Wolf Wen Zhao, Jiang Soul Ming, Chu Feng, and a few others should be all demon powerhouses, but compared to those birds and beasts that don't have the appearance of beasts, they are obviously too much stronger.

Moreover, Jiang Soul Ming, who was supposed to be a human being, also looked a little weird with the aura fluctuations on his body, and the faint purple-black mist lingered around his body, and the coldness was almost no different from that of the demon race.

Presumably, behind the growth of their strength, the price they paid was the same as that of the Teng Snake.

Seeing that under the attack of those few people, even Nangong Yiyi could only protect himself when he entered the battle again, and Feng Ren subconsciously flapped his wings and wanted to rush to help.

However, a touch of cold sword light lingered, and Wu Linwu sneered: "Before thinking about saving them, should you think about yourself first?"

"Wu Linwu, if you want to be obsessed again, I won't care about my past friendship!"

Feng Ren shouted angrily, and the double swords in his hands suddenly became cold.

Wu Linwu raised his sword and pointed: "Hmph, it's you who is obsessed." Spend all your skills on display, but I'd like to see if you can do a miracle again in that case and turn the tide. ”

"You'll know!"

When the words stopped, two completely different slender illusory dragon shadows, one gold and one dark, flashed in Feng Ren's round eyes, not only the color and form, but even the faint aura fluctuations in them were completely different.

The next moment, two overlapping dragon moans resounded through the sky, and the swollen and amplified hovering dragon shadow jumped behind him, looming and merging into a pillar of light gold and pitch black, which alternated between light gold and pitch black, and suddenly descended, merging into the blurred body of the figure.

The dragon chant in the sea, the dark dragon awakens, and the double plays.

The double essence of the sun and the moon, the gods and demons share this spirit!

In an instant, Feng Ren's figure had disappeared into the void, leaving no trace, and even the howling and deep cold of the two sword lights had disappeared together.

Lock the ghostly torture sword, and the phantom sword escapes.

When it reappeared, it was the moment when the killing machine suddenly roared, the blurred figure broke through the shackles of the void, and the tenacious body returned to normal.

"Well done. ”

Wu Linwu smiled faintly, and never used his five fingers to pick up the cold sword, right in the middle of the pitch-black edge.

Ping!

The crisp sound also caused ripples between the two swords, tearing through the void. But at the same moment, the edge of the dark chasing blade and the figure of Feng Ren were shattered together under the agitation of the roaring sword qi, only a trace of sword light peeled off and came out, and the still fierce sword intent had already circled behind Wu Linwu's side in the blink of an eye.

Two Rites Return to the Star!

"Don't you think it's too stupid to use the tricks I taught you to deal with me in turn?" Wu Linwu snorted coldly, and turned his head back to the tip of the sword, unbiased, just against the cold tip of the dark blade.

However, there was still only a brief moment of blink of an eye, and the cold light pierced through the darkness, and under the sudden stab of a sword, the phantom shadow shattered and fluttered where it passed, and the wind tenacity and the sword turned into a sky full of light spots.

"Shadow Dragon Disillusionment, how could such a trick work for me?"

With a joking smile, when Wu Linwu turned around, the long sword was also withdrawn half a meter, and then he stabbed again, and the sword was sharper than before.

Unexpectedly, after the sword qi tore through the sky of light and shadow, he did not see the illusory figure hidden in Feng Ren reappear as he wished, and there were still only fluttering and dancing bright stars.

"After the two Yi return to the star, the shadow dragon is disillusioned, and then the stardust phantom, what's the use of escaping again and again? If you don't dare to confront me head-on, just admit defeat obediently, why waste your efforts like this!"

Wu Linwu drank, and struck the void with a backhand sword, and under the fleeting dazzling cold, the illusory figure of wind toughness finally reappeared, and when the defeat first appeared, he did not withdraw again, but shook the stardust in his hand and swiped the tears, and hundreds of cold and sharp mangs appeared in the condensation of the sword.

"That's right!"

Ping Pong –

The continuous roar of swords collided and stirred the sky, the starlight and the sword light broke together, and the defeated wind and toughness even splashed a little scarlet.

However, at the corner of his mouth, a sly arc gently pulled up.

In the lightning stone fire, the dozens of cold rays that were extinguished actually flickered again, and there was a pale golden pattern between them that strung them together, faintly connected into a strange rune, and the divine light appeared under the stardust tears, taking advantage of the situation to provoke a cut, without avoidance, and seeking victory in defeat hit the same cold sword edge in Wu Linwu's hand.

But this time, the other party's calm eyes finally changed color a little.

Elven Holy Sword, Holy Sorrow Aria!

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