"Senior Brother......

"Senior Brother Yan, no!"

I saw with my own eyes that the swallow stage was desperate and began to frantically burn the cultivation of the middle stage of the inscription realm, to temporarily increase the increase of his spiritual power,

Behind him, Zhang Zimo and the others were suddenly dumbfounded.

"Doesn't he want to die? For the sake of winning or losing a battle, he actually burned his cultivation to improve his spiritual power! Even if he returns with honor in this battle, in the future, if the realm falls into the early stage of the inscription, he will inevitably fall behind the hidden dangers of the Dao root along the way, and it will be difficult to make great achievements. Such a crazy approach, self-detrimental future, is it really that important to win or lose?" Fang Yan, who was known as the Burning Sword Sect in the direction of the Famous Sword Sect, had to be shocked by the decisiveness of the Swallow Period at this time.

Fang Yan is known for burning swords, and his reputation is among the three major sword sects, and he is also a figure comparable to the Swallow Period. However, even when he was mad in battle, he never tried to burn his cultivation.

Needless to say, after this battle, the lifelong achievements of the sorcerers in the future can only stop at the Cave Heaven Realm.

In the sword altar of the Celestial Bamboo Forest, the three thousand disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect looked at the most respected senior brother on weekdays, making sacrifices that ordinary people could not achieve for the honor of the sect, everyone clenched the sword in their hands, and some of them had tears in their eyes, as if they were praying for the crumbling figure in the sword array in the swallow period.

Everyone around the sword altar was silent, the elders of the three major sword sects were silent, the elders of Murong Sword City were silent, and Chu Muyun and Bancheng Hongxuan were also silent...... Red, blue, black and white, four colors, within the sword array flag, randomly began to derive a vision of a snowy curtain of rivers and mountains. In front of everyone's eyes, the scene in the sword array changed rapidly, as if a glance penetrated thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and there were no more fallen leaves and towering shadows of the bamboo forest, and what was replaced by a snow-covered mountain and river, the top of a lonely peak with the same color of heaven and earth.

And the swallow period and the night sword servant stood facing each other on the top of the lonely peak.

Maybe it's because the heavens and the earth are covered by a snow curtain, and there is not a trace of noise around them, and what everyone can hear is the fierce sound of the fierce flames produced by the burning cultivation of the swallow stage.

"You are quite ruthless, and you do not hesitate to burn your cultivation. The spiritual power around the Night Sword Attendant also began to condense like the wind, rolling up bursts of snowflakes and dancing, "But do you really naively think that burning cultivation can break my Xuanyuan Technique?"

"Whether you can break it or not, you have to try it to know. Besides, as I said, as long as you beat you by half a move, you won't have a chance to see the sunrise tomorrow!"

Tian Yuan between the eyebrows of the swallow period suddenly flashed a burst of fiery red flames, and within that flame, there was a trace of threads in the vertical and horizontal circles like a net of stars, and one after another the spirit bone divine pattern obtained by the Xuanyuan technique of internal viewing.

In just a thought, the intricate divine pattern that contained the divine intent of the Heavenly Dao Xuanyuan was destroyed by a strong will, so the divine pattern was broken one by one, as if shattered, and each divine pattern was broken into countless starry divine patterns of light, like fireflies scattered and flying under the night sky, flashing, flashing...... And then it was completely dark.

Finally, the swallow stage of cultivation was burned, and the realm fell into the early stage of the inscription realm...... At the same time, the momentum around the swallow period suddenly soared, and all the burning cultivation turned into monstrous spiritual power, setting off a real spiritual power disaster in the lonely peak snow mountain.

Due to the swallow's comprehension of the storm spiritual power when he realized the spirit, the spiritual power disaster that suddenly rolled up in the Lone Peak Snow Mountain, behind him, spiraled into a towering snow dragon, and the entire mountain transformed by the sword array trembled and shook because of this, and the storm that the snow dragon swept up, every snowflake was comparable to a sharp sword, pervasive, and inexhaustible.

"I'll admit it, I was hurt a lot by your Xuanyuan technique. This is the last and strongest blow that my Burning Cultivation can perform, and if you're ready, take it!"

Under the wind and snow, a shocking and cloud-shattering spiritual power snow dragon made a hideous shape, wanting to tear the sky like a sky, and swept the night sword attendant into the air.

In the face of this all-round suppression of torrent spiritual power, even if the night sword attendant had already used the spiritual power of his whole body, he still couldn't withstand the thunderbolt-like blow of the snow dragon's clear sky, and the spiritual power of the protective body around his body, as well as the sword momentum and sword qi he condensed, collapsed in an instant.

was swept into the air by a snowdragon, and seeing that he was about to swallow himself in one bite, the night sword attendant got rid of distracting thoughts, so on the sword altar, he once again opened the talent Xuanyuan technique, and the night was over!

A black beam of light shot out from the spirit bone on his chest, and that beam was like a falling meteor, and in an instant, it took away all the light of the entire Lonely Peak Snow Mountain.

At this moment, night fell, late night fell, and it was no longer enough to describe the boundless darkness brought about by his talent Xuanyuan Technique, even in this snow-capped mountain where there was no day and night.

It was not the first time that the Swallow Period had encountered this kind of boundless shady curtain, the first battle with the Night Sword Attendant, or the battle between each of the core disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect and the Night Sword Attendant, was defeated under this 'Night End' Xuanyuan Technique, which was defenseless, directionless, and had nowhere to perform high-level fighting tactics.

It's just that compared with the first time, the mentality of the swallow period is obviously much better.

He is no longer flustered and ownerless, and aimlessly fights east and west. Because the Night Sword Squire has been trapped by the snow dragon condensed by his own burning spiritual power, even if he is deep in the opponent's talent Xuanyuan Technique, if the Night Sword Squire can't get rid of the snow dragon, he can't move himself.

......

Around the sword altar, everyone was in front of them, and they couldn't see what kind of battle was happening in the sword formation at all, and it was obvious that the night sword attendant's talent Xuanyuan Technique also blocked the view of all the spectators.

The three thousand disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect were anxious to wait, and the swallow period was already injured and ascended to the altar, and after the burning cultivation, the realm no longer had an advantage. In the face of the strange night sword servant with the talent Xuanyuan Technique, if the opponent's spiritual power is exhausted until the swallow stage burning cultivation, and the weak face the strong, then there is no hope of winning.

Just when everyone was anxious and looking forward to revealing the results of the battle, Chu Muyun, who possessed the soul power of the Vermilion Bird Realm, suddenly frowned, and his clear and traceless eyes stared closely at the sword altar sword formation that was covered by a black curtain.

He knew that the winner was decided.

The quiet bamboo forest, a bang resounded through the sky, and the boundless black curtain was only in a moment of breath, it was penetrated by the morning sun, expelled one by one, and swallowed in a trance under the sun.

Before everyone could turn their senses, they saw that Yan Zizi's body flew upside down more than ten zhang away, and a bright red blood light gradually appeared in the air.

And that night sword attendant, at this moment, is a hidden sword style, followed closely......

"Look! it's raining!"

Who knew that at this critical moment, in the Optimus Bamboo Forest, there were people who did not pay full attention to this battle, but the first to inadvertently found that under the clear sky, there was a rain of white petals floating in the Optimus Bamboo Forest.

"Three Life Petals!" A female disciple of the Imperial Sword Sect couldn't help but stretch out her palm as she looked at the white petals falling in front of her, gradually becoming distracted.