A gorgeous ripple, purple flickering, rippling, with Lin Jingyu as the center, the speed of light generally suddenly spread around, suddenly, the heaven and earth suddenly quiet, the needle drop can be heard, it is the howling chaotic wind, also silent at this time, the surrounding space seems to be solidified, Lin Jingyu is like a javelin, stop retreating, standing straight in the air.

Behind him was extremely terrifying, the phantom of the sacred mountain condensed by the vast clouds and mist, in the collision with Mu Yunzheng, Ben disintegrated, shattered, the mountain cracked, the mountain rock rolled down, some were still in mid-air, like flying out of the sky, some had been dispersed again, and were crushing into clouds and mist, but at this moment, almost all of them were banned, all the decline was delayed, and the movement was very slow.

Lin Jingyu stared at the raging flames that came from him, clasped his palms together, and slashed down wildly.

In an instant, there was an invisible hand behind him, suddenly grasped, crushed everything, and the clouds and mist contracted rapidly, condensed into tens of millions of water droplets, the grains were crystal clear, a little bit bright, a wave of moisture swept downward, and then tens of millions of water droplets converged, and suddenly, it was really like a waterfall falling from the sky, pouring away to the raging sea of fire.

And high in the sky, halfway up the waist of the purple bamboo, Xie Qingguan's figure was like lightning. Coming to the sky, above her head, a sea of thunder with a radius of about two zhang shrouded, there are dark clouds rolling, and lightning falls from time to time, this is the power of "thunder nine days", she has just touched the doorway, and she is far from the realm of Dacheng - the nine heavens are all thunder seas, far from it, but she is only in the Jindan realm, to do this, it is enough to crown the same generation.

I don't know why, she always found Mu Yunzheng today, shot at him, two jade palms slapped one after the other, and in the sea of thunder above her head, suddenly a palm poked out, the thunder pattern was transformed, there was lightning intertwined, and the brilliant thunder, like the hand of the heavens, probed towards Mu Yunzheng.

Xie Qingwanyu's face was flushed, and she was trying her best to maintain the stability of Lei Hai, and this blow consumed her a lot.

Mu Yunzheng, who was swept up to the sky, looked at this scene, a little surprised, but he was not afraid, calmed down the qi and blood that had been tumbling, his eyebrows were slightly condensed, his hands were pulled in the void, and the rolling clouds and mist behind him were like the rolling clouds and mist that the tide flew back, and they were pulled by a huge force, surging at a faster speed.

"Dang!"

A broadsword appeared in his hand, without a handle and no edge, only the sword body, the sword was rushing into the sky, Haohaoran, dazzling and flowing, his right hand was close to the sword body, the white light was sheng, one spinned, slashed out, and stabbed at the hand of the thunder light.

"Boom!boom!"

The water of the waterfall met with the raging fire attacked by Li Lin, and the water and fire were incompatible, and in an instant, the water mist was steaming, and the fire was running backwards.

At this time, Lin Jingyu's body was vertical, swept across the sky, his body was light and agile, treading the wind wave by wave with the water of the waterfall, his right hand was slightly held, the steaming water mist was condensed, and a three-foot sword appeared, as if the crystal was made, and the light was cold and shadowless.

Then, like a goshawk pounced on a rabbit, he swooped down at great speed, and at this moment all the flames were extinguished, Li Lin saw that his eyes shrank, his body spread, and he flew back, and at the same time, he tried his best to squeeze the little spiritual power left in his body, and two fires appeared in his palm, and he was about to make a move.

But someone was faster than him, one step and dozens of feet, and in an instant, with a few vertical leaps, Lin Jingyu had already put the tip of the sword at the center of his eyebrows.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The sound of high-altitude impact was like thunder, Mu Yunzheng's shadowless broadsword, extremely sharp, constantly slashing at the hand of thunder, finally, with a "click", the five fingers of the hand of thunder were cut off, crackling in the air, thunder flashed, and gradually disappeared......

Then, the broadsword rushed, pierced the palm, and with a slight pause, it was like a devastation, and it pushed forward, breaking directly into the thunder sea, like the Zhenhai god iron smashed down, and a ripple spread, instantly freezing the thunder sea, and no longer intertwined with any lightning.

"Boom!"

A sound of glass shattering came out, and the thunder sea shattered, and the fragments were all cloudy and misty condensed, very sharp, and all fell with a bang.

And what was extremely frightening was that Xie Qingguan, who was directly below, was depleted of spiritual power at this time, his breath was sluggish, a mouthful of blood spurted out, his body shook, and he stood in place and didn't know how to dodge.

Seeing this, Mu Yunzheng's expression changed greatly, leaving an afterimage, and he didn't care about the difference between men and women, so he flew up and hugged Xie Qingguan in his arms, and left like an electric switch.

At this time, some of the disciples who had been observing burst into flames, some were frolicking, some were secretly envious, and some even whistled for good deeds, such a stunning woman, she was actually held in the arms of others, very envious, very jealous, and some hate, hating that person was not herself.

Lin Jingyu and Mu Yunzheng were in a flash of light, and they defeated their respective enemies at the same time, the situation was a little different, it was originally a four-person scuffle, and the short two-person duel was divided into winners and losers in one fell swoop.

The moment Lin Jingyu put away his sword, Li Lin's figure disappeared in this space, he turned his head to look, but found that Mu Yunzheng's hands were in a false hug, his eyes were blank, his handsome face was red, and there was no Xie Qingguan around.

"Senior Sister Xie has been defeated, what is he doing, it's really weird. ”

Lin Jingyu took off, kicked on a purple pole, rose to the sky, and came to the same height as Mu Yunzheng.

"Senior Brother Mu?" he shouted.

"Huh?"

Mu Yunzheng came back to his senses in an instant, his hands were closed, and his face quickly calmed down, calm and indifferent, without the previous embarrassment.

His eyes were like stars, his divine light was shining, he looked around, and then there was a surge of fighting intent around him, and he looked at Lin Jingyu, "Only we are left?"

"We're the only ones left!"

Lin Jingyu was also full of battle intent, and his majestic spiritual power was circulating on the surface of his body, although he already knew that Mu Yunzheng was very amazing, but through the real full force blow before, he found that he still misjudged, this person is simply extraordinary, and his cultivation is also extremely strong, not inferior to himself at all.

"It is worthy of being a genius in the mouth of the master and the senior brother!" he said in his heart.

The two of them looked at each other, the momentum of their whole bodies continued to rise, and the two sky-high swords rushed straight to Xiao Han, standing on their feet.

These two sword rays are very vast, and the sword intent is extremely condensed and surging.

At this moment, not only shocked all the disciples of the Jindan Realm, but even the disciples of the Yuanying Realm and the Immortal Realm all looked at these two people with fine eyes, as if they were looking at monsters, such a sword intent, even their current realm is difficult to achieve, although they can achieve such a strong strength, it is difficult to condense such a purity.

"Huh!"

The two of them moved, launching a fierce offensive, like two peerless divine weapons colliding, and bright sparks continued to splash around.

"Boom!"

Boiling, endless brilliance shoots, the sky is full of sunshine, the whole vast sea of clouds becomes a colorful mist, dazzling people's eyes, this is too beautiful, too gorgeous, the whole scene is spectacular.

It turned out that the sword intent condensed by these two people was combined, because of the different comprehensions of creation and Taoism, so the attributes given by each were also completely different, and they were mutually exclusive, so there was this endless brilliance of the burst, and the two faced each other internally, as if they had crossed time and space, and fought in the long river of years.

"Bang!"

With the sound of violent impact, the two sword intents separated, and the two figures flew upside down in the air, colliding with countless chaotic branches in the middle, before they could stop their figures.

"Watching the duel between the two of them, it reminds me of that person more than a hundred years ago?

"Who?" someone asked.

"Look there, didn't you forget him?" the man opened his eyes and looked at the last blue seat suspended in the air, where an ordinary wooden spirit sign stood.

"Yi Fan? yes, time flies, Yi Fan has been dead for many years, I thought that I would never see a person like him in the sect again, but I didn't expect two to appear at once today, if there is really a spirit in the sky, he should rest assured that I will be in the Rain Pavilion."

"Hehe, back then, Dabi, I and a few others were not the enemies of Yifan Shihe, only a few people with the strongest veins in that generation could barely go some rounds in his hands, but that accident came too suddenly, the strongest group of brothers and sisters were all killed, leaving only people with mediocre qualifications such as us, and what's more, Zhao Ming actually betrayed the sect, and in vain Master Tianxuan valued him so much, and set him as the next generation candidate for the sect."

"Hmph, Zhao Ming's traitor, one day, I will behead him under the sword and raise his head to sacrifice Yifan's junior brother", I don't know who this Zhao Ming is, mentioning this person, the expressions of several disciples of the Feather Transformation Realm instantly became cold, full of righteous indignation, and they were eager to crush this person's bones and ashes.

More than a hundred years ago, his cultivation was only under Yi Fan, although we are senior brothers, we can compare with him, there is still a big gap, and now that he has joined the Five Elements Sword Sect, he is deeply valued, and his cultivation is probably far from being able to compete with us. ”

This person looked helpless, quite willing to kill the thief, but he had no power to return to heaven.

"I only hope that these two junior disciples can grow up quickly and can kill Zhao Ming's dog thief."

A few people looked at the two people who were fighting inextricably below, and their eyes flashed with the light of hope, like a flame burning, hunting and hunting, very eagerly.

At this time, Lin Jingyu stepped on a purple pole, his whole body was full of fighting intent, and the momentum spread to the void, as if ten thousand swords were hanging in the air, and the sound was ringing.

And Mu Yunzheng stood in the air, his clothes fluttering, the sword intent around his body imprisoned the air, and behind him was like ten thousand bamboo leaves flying, flashing with blue light, swirling with green glow, and his power was extraordinary.

Both of them have reached a critical extreme point of power and are about to explode.

At this moment, a majestic and murderous aura came from the sky, this aura was very different, not only fierce and cold, but also a reckless taste, and a strong hostility.

This hostility was displayed very thoroughly, obviously, it was deliberate, so that everyone in Fuyu Pavilion could feel it, and in an instant, all the disciples turned their heads to look at the southern sky, and the two of them, Lin Jingyu, who was about to face off, were also in their momentum, wondering who they were who had such a great killing intent towards their own master.

Lin Jingyu even speculated in his heart, "I wonder if the secret injuries on the senior brother and senior brother are related to the person who came to commit the crime?" A sudden anger suddenly appeared in his pupils, with a strong killing intent.

"Hahaha, I heard that Fuyu Pavilion is carrying out a once-in-fifty-year sect competition, the opportunity is rare, my Heavenly Dao Sect, Five Elements Sword Sect and other people from the same way, with the younger generation of the sect came to observe, I want to see how many talents are left in your pavilion, is it that the past glory has been gone."

The tone was extremely flamboyant, arrogant, with great contempt and deep hatred.