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Everyone knew that, if nothing else, the magic sword alone made it impossible for them to bring up the idea of fighting. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

It's too powerful, it's not at all a level......

Yes, that's the means of the immortals of the fairy world!

I saw the man raise his hand slightly, and suddenly the whole space rippled. Xu Yiyang was dumbfounded, and he clearly saw that around the edge of the magic sword, there was a circle of fine black lines.

Xu Yiyang knew that it was a spatial rift.

Just the sword light condensed the entity and turned into a magic sword to form was enough to amaze people, but now, this magic sword that turned into a substance had not yet exerted its divine might, and the space was stirred and shattered.

With such a sword slash, it is natural to have the majesty of that sword mark in the Hongtian Temple!

Combined, all of them would be the opponent of this sword?

No way!

Xu Yiyang's eyes cracked, and he watched as the man slowly raised the sword.

As long as their hands rise and their swords fall, they will dissipate, and the entire cultivation world will also be destroyed.

That's it?

After walking for so long and experiencing such a tragic battle, it ends like this?

At this moment, it's not Xu Yiyang who thinks like this, almost everyone thinks like this.

Who doesn't care about someone?

Since it's all dead......

I saw the monk behind the drunken ghost who had cast a large space shatter, and suddenly laughed miserably.

It is true that they have no combat effectiveness, but they can still fight hard.

Yes, desperately!

"Sect Master, I'll go first!" the monk let out a long roar, but suddenly stood up and swept forward.

Immediately, everyone saw a small figure flash over the monk's head......

The primordial infant suddenly exploded, and the wave of flesh and blood that burst out of his body rushed madly towards the front.

The mysterious man held the sword in his hand, and the monk behind the drunken ghost blew himself up without hesitation!

The man was still expressionless, and when the blood waves reached ten zhang in front of him in an instant, the magic sword suddenly moved without the slightest warning, and it was erected in front of him.

Everyone saw that the magic sword was gently swung forward.

That magic sword, when it was in the man's hand, was only a seven-foot green blade. But when the man swung forward, he instantly turned into a hundred feet long, and instantly slashed at the rolling blood wave.

No one could describe what these two forces looked like when they collided with each other, anyway, everyone present was stunned and could only look at it with their mouths long.

One, the top figure in the cultivation world, burns the power that blooms from life. This is the ultimate means, even if it is a large space fragmentation, it cannot be compared.

Because this is not as simple as self-detonation, this is the last brilliance of flesh and soul.

And the other is the power of the immortal realm! it is an existence that comprehensively transcends the level of the cultivation realm, and it is a place where monks think about it!

Of the two, who is stronger?

In the eyes of everyone, seeing that blood wave still seemed to be adhering to the last will of the monk and moving forward bravely. It is said that monks are the most afraid of death, but when death inevitably comes, monks are also the craziest group of people.

The two forces collided together, and the entire space changed color in an instant. The billowing smoke on the magic sword dissipated with a bang, revealing countless twisted and hideous heads. These heads, screaming greedily at the blood wave, wanted to go up and gnaw at it, but with a touch, they were immediately smashed by the blood wave mercilessly.

And the sword body of the magic sword is an illusory sword light!

As the smoke was crushed by the blood wave, the illusory sword body of the magic sword suddenly flashed with blood, and it instantly turned into substance, and slashed over in an instant.

Those small spatial cracks around the blade of the magic sword were the first to bombard the blood wave!

But the power of this blood wave was so strong, it only rolled up, and it swallowed these spatial cracks, and then collided with the magic sword.

A dull thunderclap suddenly erupted.

The whole world suddenly stopped.

Xu Yiyang was stunned to see that the magic sword was instantly slammed upwards by the impact of the blood wave!

Just this one contact, the black smoke billowing above the magic sword dissipated, and the true body was revealed.

And then...... The magic sword is sharp! The blood wave, under the edge of the magic sword, only briefly stalemates, then vanished.

The Mahayana monks blew themselves up against the immortal realm, but they ended in failure.

The man didn't seem to have seen what had just happened, his face was still cold, and the magic sword in his hand was still slowly falling.

The hearts of the people...... It was cold in an instant.

"If that's the case, then die a vigorous death!" Suddenly, a wild roar sounded!

Seeing Nangong Boshan, who was originally lying on the side watching the battle like a dead dog, jumped up instantly. I saw that his face was hideous, and his whole person turned into a bolt of lightning and rushed forward.

He shouted as he rushed back: "Sect Master, don't forget the Blood and Tears of the Sword Pavilion!"

There was a muffled bang......

Xu Yiyang burst into tears.

Blood is flying all over the sky!

But when the blood dissipated, everyone only felt hopeless.

The mysterious man's clothes were not messed up at all! Even, he still held the magic sword in his hand, and he was slashing down with a sword that was focused on the front.

It's just that the brilliance of the magic sword has dimmed a lot.

But the magic sword, though dim, is still moving forward!

Xu Yiyang closed his eyes, he didn't say anything, just frantically running the real gang in his body.

Fight the sword and the fierce god, reappear!

Let's die here!

Xu Yiyang took a deep breath and was about to make a move, but he saw Pang Sijun suddenly standing in front of him: "The teacher is still there, where is your turn to fight hard!"

In the void, a little bit of brilliance appeared, and then gathered, and slashed forward with a bang.

Zhou Tian Zhuxiang Flying Sword!

Zhou Tian thunder and fire have no phase array!

I saw that in front of the man, a flash of brilliance suddenly appeared. As soon as these brilliances flashed, they turned into endless thunder and flames, and they were violently entwined away.

The magic sword, just slashed down.

What thunder, what fire, all are extinguished!

Pang Si Yan gritted his teeth, and a touch of determination flashed on his ancient face: "Get up!"

Suddenly, there was a wail!

It was a soft sound, and then the light sound became a piece, like a cannon.

In the void, there was no longer any way to see the brilliant Zhou Tian Zhuxiang Flying Sword, only countless starlight.

Flying sword, self-destructing!

One hundred and eight Zhou Tian Zhuxiang flying swords exploded violently, and their power was really extraordinary. All the flying swords turned into dust, shining like stars, and with a great force, they swept away towards the man.

Magic sword, tremble!

All the starlight froze in the air, then all of it was gone.

Xu Yiyang gritted his teeth and looked ahead, but Qi Hai and Zhihai were frantically infusing Zhengang and Divine Sense into the true intent of martial arts. He still doesn't understand a little, but in a blink of an eye, how did it become like this?

Just now, they were still happily trying to grind these puppets to death, but now why are they these puppets backhanding and want to kill their own group of people?

At this moment, Oujiu Mountain Pass lost a Mahayana monk, but Sword Pavilion lost Nangong Boshan!

Now, Pang Sijun did not hesitate to detonate the flying sword of Zhou Tian's prime ministers!

But the man was still ahead.

Even, the magic sword in his hand is still slashing forward!

A mournful cry that was not like a human voice suddenly sounded, and finally there was a roar, a blood-colored wave, rushing again......

The drunken ghost's face was full of tears.

He set out with three Mahayana monks behind him. These three people all grew up with him, and they have a personal relationship with each other. But now, these three people are falling in front of their eyes one after another.

Moreover, everyone fell in such a tragic way as self-detonation!

Fei Yuan's face was indifferent, and he just looked ahead coldly.

If the monk in Oujiu Mountain Pass blew himself up and still couldn't help the other party, then he would not hesitate to follow.

Xu Yiyang didn't care about anything, he just buried his head and ran to the posture of lightning strike, and reappeared.

What he has to do is to vent all his strength, if it doesn't work...... Then only learn from these predecessors, and also come to a trick Yuan Ying to blow himself up.

Since he was ready to die, he was quiet.

Then, strike!

In the eyes of everyone, a thunderbolt suddenly flashed out, followed by the blood-colored wave that bombarded out.

The first is the collision of the blood wave and the magic sword.

Savage collision without any fancies!

The bloom of life, this time finally paid off.

In everyone's ears, a terrible wail sounded, and then the magic sword suddenly stopped in the air, no longer falling.

Everything was still.

Everyone saw that the magic sword, I don't know when, had turned into crystal clear, but at this moment, it was full of cracks!

Then, the magic sword, silently, turned into a little phosphorus fire, and dissipated without a trace in the endless and terrible cry.

Seeing the demon sword collapse, Fei Yuanzhi and the others suddenly burst into tears.

It's just a sword light!

What they paid for was three lives.

Three Mahayana monks!

At this moment, they looked at the collapsed magic sword, and for a moment they only felt that their minds were blank.

Only then did they see a flash of lightning shoot forward.

Fei Yuanzhi grinned, this is the supreme sect, and his temperament is really ...... Wild!

The reaction of the drunken ghost is different from that of others. Seeing Xu Yiyang's thunder burst out, he jumped up instantly: "Raushzi, fight!"

As he spoke, the Qiankun pot spun and spun, and instantly turned into the size of a zhangxu, surrounded by gray mist, like a meteor, and smashed out with a bang.

The target, of course, is the mysterious man.

It's just that...... The next scene made everyone stunned.

Xu Yiyang's thunder light, impartial, hit the mysterious man's chest!

Immediately, endless silver-white thunder burst out, instantly turning into a large net, enveloping the man. Countless arcs jumped, bombarding the ...... wildly

And the man's body, under such a bombardment, gradually faded!

In the end, there was a soft sound of the wave, like a soap bubble bursting, and everyone saw that the mysterious man, under Xu Yiyang's attack, suddenly dispersed, turned into a ball of light, and scattered in all directions.

And that thunder light seemed to have its own spirituality, and in a flash, it was like catching a fish, netting these points of light, and then returning to Xu Yiyang's sea of qi like lightning.