The Xuanjin Gang Wind fell, like a billions of heavenly giant blades, cutting the void.

The woman blocked Ao Ying and the others behind her, and the long sword in her hand shook.

The sky was full of sword light, wisps of light, like a mist of light.

The light and mist are tenacious, blocking all the winds of the golden-winged Dapeng bird.

But the figure of the Dapeng Bird Xuanfeng suddenly flashed.

The next moment, he tore through the Dao Dao sword light, and instantly appeared above everyone's heads.

The speed was so fast that the woman was a little caught off guard for a moment.

The Golden-winged Dapeng Bird Clan is really blessed with speed and is even better than other big demons.

The woman secretly cheered in her heart, and her subordinates did not move slowly.

The sword light suddenly gathered around it, and then slashed at the claws of the golden-winged roc bird.

Xuan Feng grabbed the iron claws of the sky and the earth, and suddenly couldn't fall.

He pressed harder, and shattered the sword light.

But the woman had already taken Ao Ying and them away from other places.

Xuan Feng's heart was also slightly awe-inspiring.

The other party not only has exquisite swordsmanship, but also has an extremely thick foundation, and the sword light slashes his claws secretly.

The more this is the case, the more Xuan Feng refuses to let everyone go.

He was extremely fast, and he was not inferior to the peak emperor master of the martial arts, and he almost regarded space as nothing.

Although the woman's swordsmanship is excellent, there is currently a gap in the realm of cultivation, and no matter how she moves, she will never be able to get rid of the golden-winged Dapeng bird.

It would be easy for her to say it if she was just herself, but with Ao Ying and others next to her, she was a little overwhelmed by the speed of the Dapeng bird.

However, his sword path gave birth to ten thousand laws, and under the change, it immediately condensed the cold ice of ten thousand years, enveloping everyone.

Although everyone was frozen and not allowed to be free on the spot, the defense was solid, and Xuan Feng, the patriarch of the Golden-winged Dapeng Bird Clan, could not break through in a short time.

Xuan Feng's thoughts turned, and seeing that the opponent was freezing himself, he immediately decided to turn the gun and deal with Su Po first.

However, the woman's sword path only changed, and the ice layer suddenly broke, turning into an endless sea of ice and reversing, counterattacking towards Xuanfeng.

Xuan Feng was furious and let out a terrifying roar that shocked thousands of miles.

The roar was like a tangible blade, and it suddenly cut through the vast sea of ice.

The woman's sword path changed, and the sea of ice condensed, as if it had turned into a city, once again resisting the howling of the golden-winged Dapeng bird Xuanfeng.

Xuan Feng felt irritated in his heart.

This woman's swordsmanship is not as sharp as Su Po's, but in the midst of the ever-changing, she has a strong ability to adapt, and she can maneuver in the face of opponents who are better than her.

The anger in the heart of the Dapeng Bird Patriarch surged, and he simply let go of his worries and focused all his attention on this woman.

The stormy wave of attacks began to pour down on the other side in a continuous manner.

He wanted to see how long the woman could last.

In the face of the overwhelming onslaught, Ao Ying and Chen Chaoyan were secretly frightened.

The woman always looked the same, unhurried or impatient.

Between the changes in her swordsmanship, she is dense and flexible, and she does not lose her steady, and does not give the other party a step beyond the thunder pool.

On the other hand, it's a world of thunder.

The Taiqing Palace taught Peng Ziling, set up the Taiqing Phase, and the invisible and phaseless divine thunder spread all over the surrounding directions, constantly piercing through the space, coming and going without a trace.

And Emperor Song Jun, standing in mid-air, seemed to be incarnated as a god in charge of thunder punishment, and thunder and lightning spears fell in a row, like a torrential rain.

The two powerhouses of the Fourteenth Realm shot at the same time at this moment, and the target was all aimed at one person.

It's Su Po, who seems to be a little awake.

In the face of the enemy's overwhelming attack, Su Po not only did not draw his mind, but looked more confused and sluggish than before.

The sword in his hand was more like a subconscious response to stress, resisting the attacks of Peng Ziling and Song Jun, and it looked dangerous for a while.

It's like a lonely boat under a storm, constantly tossing in the surging waves, and it may be destroyed at any time.

After Peng Ziling noticed the situation on the side of the golden-winged Dapeng bird Xuanfeng, a pair of white eyebrows frowned slightly.

He pinched the magic trick in one hand, and with the other hand, he suddenly hit two fingers and stood into a sword, poking a point in the air.

So when he saw his Taiqing appearance, he immediately pinched a sword trick, and then volleyed towards Su Po.

The Beginning Phaseless Divine Thunder suddenly condensed into a formless and phaseless sword qi.

Between the swordsman's agitation, there is no trace, there is no trace, there is no trace.

When he reappeared, he had already reached the back of Su Po's neck.

Su Po returned his sword and blocked Peng Ziling's Taishi Wuxiang sword qi.

However, the opponent's sword qi regenerated and changed, and in an instant, it turned into too supreme, and then showed the image of Tai Chi and Liangyi.

Between the staggered changes, a unique mystery was formed, and Su Po's sword blade was temporarily fixed.

At this time, Emperor Qianhuang Song Jun's thunder robbery gun was stabbing Su Po's head.

At the last moment, Su Pozhou's body suddenly flashed with brilliance.

With a slick of his sword, he cut through Peng Ziling's spell, and then slashed Song Jun into a thunderous spear.

Peng Ziling and Song Jun both frowned, and the corners of their eyes swept over Shen Herong, who had just made a move.

Shen Herong blessed Su Po with the subtle words of a Confucian master, and suddenly made Su Po's sword blade stronger than before.

For those who are much higher than their own in the realm of cultivation, the role that small words and righteousness can play is very limited.

But Shen Herong is now blessed by the power of Zhang Dongyun's Invincible City, and Su Po, who has reached the twelfth realm and blessed the thirteenth realm, is still somewhat effective.

It's just that in this way, her subtle words and righteousness cannot be blessed on herself.

Peng Ziling did not relax his siege of Su Po, and on the other hand, he slashed at Shen Herong with a sword of Taishi Wuxiang Divine Thunder.

Although Shen Herong is talented, there is a gap between him and the other party's cultivation realm at the moment.

She turned to bless herself with subtle words and righteousness, but it was not as fast as Peng Ziling's Taishi Wuxiang Divine Thunder.

The formless and phaseless thunder seemed to have originated from the location where Shen Herong was, and it seemed that it had already been here.

Between the thunder explosions, they constantly tore apart one after another of the family and country that Shen Herong used to protect himself.

She had a Wenhua scroll on her head, and the pages were torn and broken.

But at this moment, another sword qi suddenly flew in.

Under the pressure of this sword qi, the thunder appeared in its original form and kept surging.

Immediately afterwards, it was cut off by the sword qi and annihilated.

"All rivers are inclusive...... This classic doctrine, is it the Twelve Sisters?"

Hearing this voice, Shen Herong exhaled softly: "Seventh brother, do you remember your little sister?"

She looked up at the other.

His appearance is different, but the other party is still the same as he was back then.

"Huh?" The Golden-winged Dapeng Bird Xuanfeng looked back sharply in his heart.

I saw the young man with the sword in his hand, and the confusion in his eyes suddenly dispersed, and he was clear.

At the same time, sharp and piercing.

On the young man's body, at this time, endless sword qi surged, soaring straight into the sky.

Within a radius of thousands of miles, all intelligent beings have a chill rising from the bottom of their hearts.

But in the next moment, all the sword qi was gone.

The sword qi on the young man's body disappeared, and then he looked down at the mortal iron sword in his hand, which came from where he didn't know when.

"Big dream...... he shook his head with a smile and threw his sword away.

But at this moment, he has no sword in his hand, but in the eyes of Peng Ziling and others, he is even more feared than Fang Cai.

"You...... Have you reached the realm of Weizhen Huanyu?" Peng Ziling, the head of the Taiqing Palace, exhaled a breath of turbidity.

When Su Po heard this, he smiled slightly, and did not speak, but raised his hand directly.

With his gesture of raising his hand, Peng Ziling and the others felt that they were facing the sharpest existence in their lives.

The sword intent was formless and formless, but the Taiqing Palace's Pure Yang Yuan Divine Law of Peng Ziling appeared with a terrible wound.

Standing up to the sky, like a giant god, he is too clear, and he is about to be directly divided into two.

Seeing this, Peng Ziling sighed.

Compared with the previous years, now the opponent has not only made great progress in kendo, but also increased in cultivation.

At this moment, Su Po is far better than the sword demon of the past.

Looking at each other, Peng Ziling, Song Jun, and Xuan Feng felt as if they had seen the evil emperor and the green emperor of the past again.

This is only because Su Po has just broken through to the fourteenth realm.

Give him some more time to recuperate, I'm afraid it will reach an even more terrifying point.

His Taiqing appearance was not guaranteed, and Peng Ziling did not forcibly support it, but changed the magic trick in his hand.

Taiqing took the initiative to disintegrate on the spot, and then turned into a majestic Taisu mist, temporarily trapping the opponent's sword qi.

At the same time, Peng Ziling stretched out his hand and made a move.

In the distant mountain gate of Taiqing Palace, a streamer suddenly flew out.

The brilliance crossed the sky, leaped over thousands of mountains and rivers, came to Peng Ziling, and fell into his hands.

But it is a jade Ruyi.

Taiqing Palace's first treasure Taiqing Ruyi was in his hand, and Peng Ziling's breath became more and more ethereal and majestic.

But Su Po turned a blind eye to this, and the sword came out of a chain.

The sword qi condensed in mid-air, not like a glorious match, but more like a winding mist.

The mist changed at will, twisting the Taisu mist to pieces, and then swimming between heaven and earth.

The mist reached the side of the golden-winged Dapeng bird Xuan Feng, and Xuan Feng hurriedly flapped his wings.

The Dao Xuanjin Gangfeng crisscrossed and slashed on the mist, but it failed to cut it off.

On the contrary, where the mist passed, the dark golden wind seemed to break and then dissipate into the invisible.

Xuan Feng was startled when he saw this, and hurriedly flapped his wings to dodge.

Under the fog, in addition to letting Shen Herong and Ao Ying, they wandered in all directions.

Song Jun, the Emperor in the sky, was also affected by this misty and cloud-like sword aura.

The Dao Dao Thunder that he turned into by the Thunder Robbery Spear was also unsparing, all of them were cut off and dissipated in mid-air, leaving only Dao Dao electric sparks scattered.

Su Po's sword is faster than a sword, and the blade of the sword is everywhere, invincible.

He himself looked gentle, and even had time to look at Shen Herong: "Twelfth sister, have you been reincarnated and recultivated, why are you at this age?"

"Over the years, Seventh Brother can't remember what happened?" asked Shen Herong.

Su Po smiled apologetically: "I don't understand, it seems to be nothing." ”

"Ying laughed at me for betraying all of us, he was originally the heir of Taiqing Palace, and Peng Laodao and others in the Immortal Trail and Taiqing Palace plotted against us. Shen He said in a loud voice.

Su Po's eyes narrowed slightly: "That's ......"

As he spoke, with a wave of his hand, all the sword qi condensed together, and then, like a soft rope, he lassoed Peng Ziling, the head of the Taiqing Palace.

Peng Ziling was secretly shocked, and the magic weapon in his hand, Taiqing Ruyi, flashed with cyan brilliance, turning into a barrier to block the sword qi.

But surrounded by sword qi, it suddenly tightened, and cracks appeared on the blue light barrier.