The three swords of yin and yang only saw Liu Wentian's right arm suddenly make a wave movement, this action looked very empty, but it pointed in the direction of the fire sword.

Although the sword of the fire sword was attacking, seeing the movements of Liu Wentian's hand, he had planned to take precautions, but he did not see any weapons or hidden weapons in Liu Wentian's hand.

He didn't understand, so he raised his sword without hesitation. And Liu Wentian's hand at this time also seemed to be slightly towards the water sword.

Everyone didn't understand, what Liu Wentian was doing, but suddenly, the three swords of yin and yang, and suddenly the bodies of two people froze, and then there was an extremely frightened look in their eyes.

Immediately, the fire sword and the water sword suddenly fell straight down.

Everyone was taken aback, and they found that at the Xuanyuan of the Fire Sword and the Water Sword, there were suddenly two incomparably fiery short swords, and the hilts were golden.

What kind of sword is this, and the speed is so fast!

How the hell did he do it?

Everyone had these two questions in their hearts, and in the entire tower, only the top five three people in Lanyue Valley saw that at the moment when Liu Wentian was a little at the fire sword and the water sword hand, two rays of light came out from the inside of his arm, but they didn't have time to see what it was, and when the fiery red sword was inserted into the chests of the two, they found out that they were two fiery red short swords.

These three powerhouses are also the same existence as the fat and thin swords and the yin and yang swords in Lanyue Valley, but each of them is worthy of the first two or three people, but they can't see clearly how Liu Wentian's flying sword is shot!

At this moment, there is only one sword left of the three swords of yin and yang, that incomparably cold ice sword!

Liu Wentian watched the ice sword attack towards his Xuanyuan, and suddenly turned his wrist. The flames of the hunt erupted from his right arm.

"Heavenly Flame Palm!"

He had used the Xuan Yang Emperor Sword just now, and he had exhausted all the power of the Xuan Ling in his body, and the Tianyan Palm at this moment was completely activated by the power of the Xuan Ling stored in the Criticism Moon Record in his right arm, but it was also extremely violent, facing the cold and furious tide of the Ice Sword.

"Pounce...... Woohoo......"

A flame. It suddenly collided with a sword, colliding with an incomparably cold frost and firelight, but it could only freeze there. The cold sword of the ice sword can no longer advance half a step!

"It's so strong!"

Of course, everyone knew that Liu Wentian had activated those two red short swords just now, and he must have consumed a lot of Xuan Ling power, and even many of them had already discovered that his Xuan Ling power had been exhausted!

It's just that I didn't expect that under such circumstances, Liu Wentian would still be able to use this palm that could emit flames. It can also confront the Ice Sword.

Ice Sword's face turned dark, and his originally cold face became even more frosty, he looked at the fallen Fire Sword and Water Sword, and said coldly: "You demon, what method did you use to plot the Fire Sword and Water Sword?"

Liu Wentian sneered: "Isn't that fire sword that fell to the ground trying to pick out seventy-seven forty-nine holes in me?"

"That water sword. Isn't it meant to make me regret being here?"

"And ......" Liu Wentian showed an extremely mocking look on the corner of his mouth, and laughed: "You don't want to stain my blood into ice. Throw it into the wolf cliff to feed the wolves?"

"Now, you freeze my blood! I can't do it? I said, the three of you so-called sword cultivators are actually in vain, and you are still not convinced, now. Convincing, right?"

"Ah......" The ice sword was extremely angry, and used all the power of the Xuan Spirit, his ice sword god became even thicker, and the cold ice suddenly spread out, rushing towards Liu Wentian's end.

Liu Wentian laughed. It seemed to be much easier than the Ice Sword, and he suddenly stimulated more Xuanling Qi from the storage space of the Moon Sword, but seeing that the flames also became thicker, they were entangled with the ice cubes that rushed over, and an incomparably thick mist filled between them, quickly enveloping the two of them.

"Still not convinced, right?" Liu Wentian smiled: "If you don't accept it, you come to bite me, but unfortunately, you can't reach it!"

"You're just a scum that no one wants, and even if you win now, you're only going to win with three people besieging me!

"It's just that the three dignified sword cultivators, all of whom are almost two hundred years old combined, actually want to join forces to deal with me, a teenager who is only more than ten years old, and they can't beat me, I really feel sorry for your so-called sword cultivation title!"

"It's a pity, you can't beat me!"

Liu Wentian raised his head and laughed, as if he was unusually easy against this ice sword.

It's just that only he knows that the Criticism Moon Record on his right side at the moment has an extremely strong sharp pain, which indicates that not only is the Xuan Ling Qi in his body almost exhausted, but even the Xuan Ling Qi in his storage space is also weakening.

He's got to think of a quick fight!

He suddenly remembered the sword soul in his divine consciousness! In his divine consciousness, his divine consciousness and sword soul are one and the other, if his divine consciousness retreats, that sword soul will definitely wake up on its own and move forward on its own.

Sure enough, after he relaxed his consciousness, an incomparably cold tremor made him shudder.

Immediately, that sword soul suddenly had a life, and quickly roared, making his sea of consciousness overturn, so that he could hardly fight against the ice sword anymore, he felt bad, and he had to quickly strengthen his divine sense to prevent the sword soul from invading him again.

The flame on his right arm was getting dimmer and his body was backing away.

Bing Jian's face showed a hint of joy, he knew that Liu Wentian couldn't do it at this moment, he suddenly used all his strength to move forward with his sword.

Liu Wentian felt a trace of despair, and the starlight above his head was also weakening, and he saw that the incomparably cold sword was about to pierce his Xuanyuan.

Everyone was taken aback, not understanding why Liu Wentian was suddenly defeated, and some people quickly swept towards the middle, and they wanted to take action and save Liu Wentian.

However, before they could arrive, the red sword that had just pierced into the fire sword suddenly passed through the body of the fire sword, and then quickly spun around, attacking the ice sword from behind.

Those who wanted to save Liu Wentian saw this scene, suddenly stopped, looked at the red sword that seemed to have its own soul in horror, and quickly stabbed towards the ice sword.

The ice sword also noticed something unusual, and he quickly went behind him with a feeling that seemed to be very cold and very hot, and he was taken aback, and quickly pulled the ice sword back, blocking behind him.

It's just that his speed is too slow compared to the sickly red sword, and his ice sword only has time to return halfway before the fiery red sword has already penetrated his chest, and suddenly, blood spurts out and spills all over the ground.

His eyes bulged, and he stared at Liu Wentian deadly, and he didn't understand until he died, how did Liu Wentian do it! He clearly felt that Liu Wentian's power of the Xuan Spirit had been exhausted, and he was waiting for himself to end him.

But at the last moment, when his sword was less than half an inch away from Liu Wentian's Xuanyuan, the result was reversed, he was unwilling, he was confused, but he never had a chance to confirm it.

(To be continued.) )