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Although this sword is not the greatest power, it fully shows that Ye Jun is very satisfied with his death.

Yuan Jing saw that if he just swung a sword, it would be ordinary, but each sword was a furnace of its cultivation and magic, no matter what was in front of him, it was all a sword. Reaching the pinnacle is a sword that is passed down by word of mouth. This is also the most orthodox kendo method cultivation and the line with the largest number of choices.

And Ye Junsheng took a different path, as far as Yuanjing is concerned, one side is single and solid, and the other side is scattered and sharp.

The two paths are very different, and it is difficult to distinguish between them.

nodded with satisfaction, but seeing that Yuan Jing was about to swing the sword again, she understood that she was happy to see the hunt, and she would not stop if she was not happy or used up the sword yuan. The brain suddenly felt a headache, not to mention that there were many crises ahead, and there were still countless cultivators in the same realm waiting for work, just saying that there was Lu Ming, a great faction, beside him, no one knew if he would suddenly want to learn one or two sword moves, then it would be a whimper.

"We have to find a way to end the competition. Ye Junsheng thought about it for a while, but thinking of the madness of sword cultivation compared to swords, he silently added, "Or, pull Lu Ming into the water." ”

Suddenly, the strong wind behind him, subconsciously the long sword stabbed back, a dazzling sword light shot out, a dull sound came, and the sound of the dragon's chant and sword roar was heard in his ears. The flag in the left hand appeared, and the flagpole turned into a five-foot length, the flag was opened, and the gossip hanging shape was shining.

The name of this small flag is: Tianyuan Bagua Banner. Stored in the mustard bag given by Li Xiaodao, the power is unpredictable and varied, through the flagpole Tianyuan, communicating the gossip hexagram shape, and turning countless magical spells, it is really a treasure.

Tianyuan: Those who are super-divine need to understand the origin of all things.

As soon as Ye Junshengpu started it, he knew that with Li Xiaodao's cultivation at that time, he would never be able to refine it, and at that time he suspected that it was a gift from Jianfeng.

With this banner protection, Ye Junsheng also had the strength to see what was the sneak attack. At this glance, his face suddenly sank.

Just now, whether it was Lu Ming's phoenix-eyed silver dragon, or Ye Junsheng's apricot yellow fireball, or Yuan Jing's waving sword, whether it was the death of a rabbit or a fox, or the respect of the dead, in short, the more than ten corpses had not been destroyed.

However, what caught Ye Junsheng's eye now was the more than ten corpses.

Only the skeletons, fascia, and skin shells remained, and all the spiritual power was released, and the magic weapons were vacated, as if just now, they were just sleeping in their own courtyard, and now they woke up to kill the thieves who broke into the house.

The sound of piercing the air resounded in his ears, and Lu Mingba fanned it, and the wind rose sharply, and the air waves swirled, stirring the mist, and burst towards the back of the corpse's head.

There is a shiny rattan connected to the back of the corpse's head, and the other end spreads to the back, so abrupt that it must be the key to controlling the corpse. Lu Ming naturally wanted to cut off contact.

"Good decision. ”

Ye Junsheng secretly praised in his heart. But anyone who has the ability to cultivate is like this, but there are a few who are as fast as Lu Ming. It is worthy of being a descendant of the sect, but it has something extraordinary.

With a smile, he stretched out his finger and flicked the long sword in his hand twice, and the imperial ruins immediately flew out of his hand, and the blue light skyrocketed, and then the floating light sword shadow was cast, dividing more than ten sword qi, and slashing towards the back of the corpse's head together.

Between the lightning and flint, the cast had already been completed, and there was no sword qi stirring, Ye Junsheng felt a little strange and glanced at Yuan Jing.

I saw Yuan Jing holding the sword in his right hand and placing it diagonally, his eyes extending from the back of the corpse's head like a sword, all the way to Maolin.

Ye Junsheng was suddenly startled, remembered a novel about Zhiwei, and his heart suddenly burst, and he secretly said, "No." Then he looked over.

I saw the fog in the vast sea of clouds, and the ancient trees were hidden in it.

There is no sunlight shining here, only the luminous ball of light wandering back and forth, bringing a glimmer of light, and when I came, I didn't feel anything. But at this time, it is extremely cautious.

I don't know if the owner of the rattan felt the peeping of Yuan Jing and Ye Junsheng, the Yingzi rattan beat with a light luster, and the light and shadow of Yingzi appeared, floating towards the sword and wind blade. All the corpses opened their eyes in unison, some sealed spells, and some magic weapons soared into the air, suddenly blasting out at the three of them. Even if the power displayed by his physical body is greatly reduced, but in this instant, it is still impressive.

Almost subconsciously, before the magic spell arrived, Ye and Lu made a trend of avoidance, this is not because the two of them are weak, in the face of more than ten joint strikes of the same realm, it is natural to take a step back first, and then look for an opportunity to kill one by one.

However, Ye Junsheng stopped moving, raised his eyes, frowned, and a strange thought popped up in his mind.

"Kendo law cultivation can really make people crazy. ”

Yuan Jing not only did not retreat, but took a step forward, this step forward, the sky-piercing sword qi penetrated the body, the long sword in his hand did not move, and the infinite sword shadow appeared all over his body, Ye Junsheng never doubted that when she raised the long sword in her hand and waved, it was when the Lingyun sword qi burst out.

She was going to strike a blow together.

"Why, although there is no advance or retreat in the cultivation of the sword path, there is no defense but only attack. But it's also a one-on-one heads-up or a must-do in your heart. This is not the case now. ”

Ye Junsheng thought in his heart, and the rattan on the back of the corpse's head was dazzling.

He suddenly understood something, waved the Tianyuan Bagua Flag in his left hand, and the hexagram shape lit up, and a blue light suddenly soared into the air, disappearing in place in an instant, appearing in the sky above.

The flags fluttered in the wind, and the white flags were painted with the shape of the eight trigrams, and the hexagram shapes were suddenly lit up, and the apricot yellow flames erupted, turning into a meteor, whistling, and crashing directly into the light and shadow.

The real fire burned, and the light and shadow turned into a cloud of flying ash and scattered. The ruins were immediately relieved.

As soon as the sword trick was drawn, the long sword flew in the air. Ye Junsheng pinched the sword trick in his hand, controlled the flying sword, and the blue light was vertical and horizontal, and all the canes on the back of the corpse's head were slashed.

"Caught up. ”

Ye Junsheng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

At this time, it seemed as if countless tiny silver needles had pierced his ears. I couldn't help frowning. A sword light was imprinted in his eyes.

If it was a moment ago, the joint blow was still there, maybe it would be the end of the sword. But at this moment, between the sword qi, the corpses were all scattered.

After destroying more than ten corpses, the sword light did not stop, and rushed towards the sea of clouds and mist.

In time, the dead branches and leaves on the ground rolled up, forming a city wall, blocking the sword qi for a while, and then, countless rattans drilled out of the ground, like countless giant snakes dancing wildly, scrambling to entangle the sword qi. Like a snake, he twisted his sword qi.

Ye Junchang breathed a sigh of relief, and finally forced it out. And Lu Ming's face turned pale, and the underground rattan was clearly waiting for them to be forced to take a step back by the corpses, and then used it as a sneak attack. "If you are struck by this snake rattan. Lu Ming couldn't help but shudder, and the hand holding the banana fan tightened.

"Force," the sound of the sword qi bursting resounded in the ears, and the huge sword qi turned into countless small sword qi, forming a whirlwind, and every time it turned, it was a sound of "expansion".

The storm swirled and scattered into a violent wind, and countless sharp blades broke through the air, like snakes and rattans.