Yi Butong and Huaqing, the seventh-rank throne versus the eighth-grade throne, the two duel, the aftermath of the battle, was so terrifying that the entire Jiuhua Palace was destroyed!

Everyone gasped!

Thundered!

Jiuhua Hall collapsed, raising smoke and dust in the sky, in the smoke and dust, two violent sword qi broke out again, setting off a violent wind, blowing away the smoke and dust, Huaqing, Yi Butong looked at each other, there was a cold surge, and the sword blades pointed directly at each other!

The two moves were evenly divided, and everyone was once again shocked by the strength of Yi Butong!

The more than 500 disciples of the Jiuhua Sect who had previously chosen to be loyal to Huaqing were even more surprised, their faces changed uncertainly, if Yi Butong could stop Huaqing, with the strength of the four first seats of Ghost Nether, Yaochen, Zixuan, and Huo Jiaofeng, they had an absolute advantage over Ling Jiannan and the three black-clothed thrones, and it was not yet known who would die in the end!

As soon as they thought of this, they couldn't help but feel a little regretful in their hearts! But they had already made a choice, even if they were lost, Jiuhua Sect might not be able to tolerate them!

And Zhang Xin even regretted his intestines, with the strength of the Seven-Rank Throne, even if he was not a disciple of Huaqing, it was not difficult to protect Qingzhuyuan and retreat!

Yi Butong can reach the realm of the seven-rank throne, and has his own unique perception of martial arts, if he can get his true inheritance, it is very likely to achieve the throne!

A throne, no matter what forces, sects, or countries it joins, has a pivotal position, and its power is monstrous!

However, now that he has made his choice, there is no turning back!

Thundered!

Qinggang decides!

Qingyun Sword Technique!

The two powerful exercises, in the hands of Yi Butong and Ling Jiannan, exerted great power, and the mighty and fierce sword qi erupted again, colliding fiercely, and the sound was like a thunderstorm in the nine days!

Invisible waves of violent air rolled out, and wherever they passed, the ground shattered, the space distorted, and even the mountains shook!

"Get out of here and go to the square!"

Zi Xuan shouted, the battle between the two, no one present is qualified to interfere, continue to stay here, I don't know how many people will die tragically in the aftermath of the battle between the two!

Hundreds of disciples of the Jiuhua Sect, the four leaders and the elders of the various peaks, rushed out of the black-clothed martial arts and rushed towards the white marble square!

"Kill them all in the square!

Ling Jiannan's face was cold, and his eyes were surging with murderous intent. The three long swords behind his back were all unsheathed, and the sword qi as sharp as a knife swayed layer by layer, and under his control, the three sword blades emitted a sharp sound of breaking the sky, killing towards Huo Jiaofeng and Zixuan!

"Who else can get you this time!"

Huo Jiaofeng and Zixuan's complexions changed suddenly, both of them had fought with Hua Qing, Huo Jiaofeng was seriously injured, and Zixuan was also weak due to the use of forbidden techniques, and in the face of the full force of the Five Rank Throne, there was no ability to resist at all!

"Assert ......"

At this time, only a grim laugh was heard, and an evil and strange aura suddenly rose, and a thick black mist shrouded the entire body of the ghost, and the black mist rolled and surged, and suddenly, a wisp of evil light flashed out from the black mist, shooting towards the throne of one of the black-clothed warriors!

This wisp of evil light, as if it came from the abyss of the ghost realm, condensed the evil qi of the world, like a powerful ghost, cold and cold, making people's souls tremble!

Yes......

The terrible scream suddenly spread out on the top of Jiuhua Mountain, and the evil light that was right in the chest of the throne was visible, and a black qi spread on his skin at a speed that was visible to his face, and then his body was strangely annihilated!

Chest, shoulders, lower abdomen, limbs, skull, ......

One part of his body disappeared one after another, without making any sound, without shedding any blood, it just disappeared out of thin air, and finally, when the only remaining pair of eyes on this throne was also strangely annihilated, everyone's faces swelled with a look of horror!

Such a strange and evil method made everyone feel a soul-deep chill from the soles of their feet, which instantly spread to their whole bodies!

After killing this black-clothed throne, the ghostly figure flashed, and swept directly in front of Huo Jiaofeng and Zixuan, and with a wave of the old arm, the three black rays instantly collided with the three long swords!

Qiang ......

The black mang collided with the long sword, and it actually made a metallic crisp sound, and in the rolling of the qi wave, the three long swords were forced back by the black mang, and retreated to Ling Jiannan's side!

At this time, without the help of the ghosts and the netherworld, the medicine man was alone in the face of the attacks of the two thrones, and he was suddenly a little unable to resist, and accidentally, his left shoulder was cut by the blade of the sword, and a deep wound was visible!

"Huo Jiaofeng, Zixuan, you go to help the medicine Dao people, Ling Jiannan will be dealt with by me!"

The two nodded, turned around and left, their hands sealed, and the fire phoenix and the dragon crashed towards the two black-clothed thrones!

With the help of the two, the pressure of the medicine people was greatly reduced, and the three of them joined forces, and there was a faint tendency to counter-pressure!

"The old ghost of the Netherworld, the strength of the eight-rank throne of the elder brother, and many back-hands, it is not easy to match at all, you are an evil person, why do you have to pretend to be a righteous and Ling Ran, the one who knows the times is a handsome man, if you can join the country of Sheng, with your strength, in the future, it will be the status of one person under ten thousand people in the entire southeast land!"

Ling Jiannandao, the strength of the Ghost Netherworld Six Rank Throne, and the evil and strange methods, made him feel deeply jealous, and he immediately tried his best to win him over.

"Ling Jiannan, this seat is a person of the same generation as your master, who has lived in this Jiuhua Mountain all his life, but he can't do something like you to deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors!"

The ghost ghost smiled, and in the wide black-sleeved robe, a dagger blade no more than half a meter long was revealed, and the whole body was as black as ink, and an ancient evil aura spread out, which was terrifying!

Heavenly Evil Blade!

Ling Jiannan's pupils shrank, this is a peerless evil soldier handed down from ancient times in the Netherworld Cave, it is rumored that when killing people, even people's souls can be killed together, it is extremely powerful, and Qingyun Peak is as famous as Qingyun Sword, but everyone has just heard that no one has ever seen the true face of this evil soldier!

"Ling Jiannan, you and Hua Qing want to cut off the foundation of my Jiuhua Sect, and this seat will kill you on the top of this Jiuhua Mountain today!"

The black mist rose and rolled, and the ink-like Heavenly Evil Blade could not reflect a trace of light in the sunlight, and the monstrous evil and cold aura diffused from the Heavenly Evil Blade!

"Zole!"

Holding the Heavenly Evil Blade, his body was like a ghost, killing towards Ling Jiannan, the Heavenly Evil Blade let out a loud roar, bringing up rolling black mist, as if it was coming from the Nine Abyss Hell, evil, weird, and gloomy, revealing the breath of death everywhere!

This blow has reached the peak of the six-rank throne, and even surpasses it, Ling Jiannan did not dare to snatch its edge, controlled the three long swords to collide with the Heavenly Evil Blade, changed the trajectory of its attack, and then avoided it with an agile body, and launched a guerrilla fight with the ghost and the nether, only hoping that Hua Qing could quickly solve the easy problem, and then kill the ghost and the ghost with a sword!

On the other side, the disciples of the Jiuhua Sect and the black-clothed warriors were in a mess, the two black-clothed thrones were defeated and retreated under the attack of Huo Jiaofeng, Zixuan, and Yaochen, and the disciples were defending and attacking under the leadership of the elders of each peak, advancing and retreating in an orderly manner, and they did not fall behind at all, Zizhu, who had the realm of first-class spiritual arts, was unstoppable and invincible among the black-clothed warriors with the strength below the throne, and no one could approach Yi Qian'er by his side!

The situation took a sharp turn, the peaks of the Jiuhua Sect, which were originally completely at a disadvantage, now had the upper hand, more than a thousand black and dancers were defeated and retreated, and Ling Jiannan was also attacked by the ghosts and ghosts, and he was so anxious that he had no power to fight back at all!

However, all these achievements have been achieved only because Huaqing, the head of the Jiuhua Sect, the powerhouse of the Eight Rank Throne, was stopped by Yi Butong, once Yi Butong was defeated, with the strength of Huaqing, it was enough to sweep the first of the peaks, and everyone would be buried on the top of this Jiuhua Mountain!