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There was no imaginary explosion, but the sound of the tooth-aching "Ng" flickered low and high all around, Peng Dusheng crossed his two swords between his chest and abdomen at this moment, and a flat and substantial cyclone flying blade was against the center point of the intersection of the two swords, cutting and rubbing constantly. I'll tell you, the fastest update of the novel is the eye.

Peng Dusheng's eyes widened as he stared at the terrifying qi blade in front of him, he didn't expect that this whirling qi blade would be like a seventh-grade attack magic weapon, and it would actually push his figure backwards inch by inch, and even the two fifth-grade flying swords in his hand were shocked and almost out of his hands.

However, he didn't know that the 'Spiral Yin Kill' that Yi Ting had displayed at this time was only about one percent of his power after his completion, otherwise he would be even more shocked.

But the moment Yi Ting came into close contact with Peng Dusheng, the whole person also exploded seven or eight zhang away, and at this moment, the true qi in his body seemed to be sucked out in an instant, and he was also in a defenseless state for the time being, and his right palm was already cracked everywhere by the move, and the blood stains were scattered all over the ground with Yi Ting's retreating trajectory.

Yi Ting was also holding a sixth-grade flying blade in his palm at this time, because this move had to use the amplification of the magic weapon to be able to burst out with amazing lethality, but he found that using a flying blade as thin as a cicada's wings could stimulate the true power of the 'Spiral Yin Kill' more than a short sword.

But the relative backlash of the moves will also become heavier, but for Yi Ting, after all, this is just a flesh injury, when the true qi in his body is condensed again, the blood flow in the palm of his hand can naturally be stopped, and the wound will not affect the next attack and defense.

"What a vicious move!"

Peng Dusheng was also forced to retreat five or six feet away, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but ooze a line of blood, but he knew that this move had been blocked by him, but he still couldn't help but admire.

Immediately, Peng Dusheng let out a loud shout, the true qi in his body gushed out, and the two swords in his hands struggled to cut outward, and finally completely dispersed the aftermath of the 'Xuan Yin Kill'.

But because he urged Zhenyuan violently regardless of the injury, his body was also injured at this moment, but he didn't dare to slow down for a moment, his hands barely luckily moved, and the five flying swords flew back quickly, and then Peng Dusheng gritted his teeth and spit out a mouthful of essence blood, and his face began to form the handprints of the sword formation with a pale face.

As soon as the time of three breaths passed, the Torrent Sword Formation had already been formed, and the seven five-rank flying swords were all pointed towards the sky, and they swirled around Peng Dusheng slowly, if they responded to another move like 'Spiral Yin Kill' at this moment, it would definitely not be as hard as before, and it would not even be possible to be injured, at most, it would consume a large amount of true yuan.

And Yi Ting also recovered his breath, but he didn't think about stopping Peng Dusheng from forming the sword formation, because what he wanted to do most at this moment was to try the power of this 'Torrent Sword Formation', what kind of point would it reach.

Therefore, Yi Ting did not hesitate to sacrifice the first style of the Thousand Illusions Skillful Hand 'Falling Leaves', this move was used to use the six-grade magic weapon flying blade, and strangling the monks in the late Peiyuan period was just a cup of tea, but at this time, it was only used to test the power of the opponent's sword array.

The blade cloud composed of hidden weapons pressed down towards Peng Dusheng's head, only to see his hand into a sword trick lightly, and three flying swords shot out into the air, with an almost invisible speed, instantly weaving a sword net above Peng Dusheng, and the flying blade sword cloud was easily resisted and could no longer advance downward.

Immediately after Peng Dusheng's other sword trick pointed directly at Yi Ting, the other four flying swords crossed out at the same time, with a spiral trajectory, rolling and rushing like a swimming dragon, during which the flying sword was looming, sudden and slow, unpredictable, seemingly undisciplined, but like layers of huge waves, wave after wave, gradually becoming a row of mountains and seas, daunting, but I don't know how to resist.

Yi Ting's heart seemed to be touched, and he saw that with only four flying swords, he could form such an endless, like a stormy wave, and knew that it was through the traction of the formation that he could turn one into ten, and then from ten to hundred, so the offensive formed by the four flying swords alone would not lose to the ethereal shadows that threw four hundred flying blades at the same time, so if it was swallowed up by this sword momentum, it would be even more difficult to get out.

As a last resort, Yi Ting had no choice but to manipulate the 'Sky Cover' to step forward to resist, but no matter how large the wall was, it could not stop the attack of the waves, and only a moment later, the sword momentum overflowed from the edge of the Sky Cover, and began to converge bit by bit, gradually forming flowing water, and then returning to waves, and surging towards Yi Ting's location again.

At this time, Yi Ting seemed to be at the bottom of the abyss, and the overflowing sword momentum was like a waterfall flowing down rapidly, which could swallow and submerge Yi Ting in an instant, but the existence of the sky cover still played a very strange role, and the second wave of sword momentum was already much weaker than the first wave, otherwise if it was directly impacted, it might be crushed into ashes in an instant.

"Cold Flame Crystal Body!"

Yi Ting saw that there was no way to avoid it, even if he used the second type of the Thousand Illusion Skillful Hands to be ethereal, he might not be able to block the pervasive sword momentum like flowing water, and finally in Peng Dusheng's first wave of offensive, he was forced out of another hole card, the fifth stunt of the Extreme Frost Cold Flame Technique: Cold Flame Crystal Body.

At this time, a faint glass-colored flame came out of Yi Ting's body, and the skin on his body was also slightly translucent, like a crystal jade, and there was a trace of flowing flame waves flowing slowly, it looked like a human figure made of crystal gems, but it exuded an alluring but extremely dangerous aura.

This is a full-body shield made of a frost shield fused with an extreme frost flame, and two thick layers of mist can be seen around its body, condensing into different shades of different air shields.

When the torrent sword momentum penetrated the outer layer of the qi shield, the sword qi seemed to be frozen, and the originally continuous waves seemed to be stuck in the mire and became extremely slow.

Gradually, the tide was cut into sections of flowing water, and then, the flowing water was compressed back into water droplets, and finally the four flying swords were forced out of their true bodies, and the original storm-like offensive was completely disintegrated when it passed through the first layer of air shields.

Immediately after that, the four flying swords pierced into the second layer of air shield, but the sword body was immediately covered with a layer of frost, and as if a red-hot soldering iron had been thrown into ice water, fierce smoke could not stop coming out of the sword.

At the same time, Peng Dusheng's face also changed greatly, because he was shocked to find that the true qi in his body was violently sucked away through the four flying swords, and escaped into the second layer of dense mist shield around Yi Ting's body, disappearing without a trace.

At this moment, Yi Ting was like a flame fueled by true qi in Peng Dusheng's eyes, no matter how much true qi was poured into it, the result would only be burned to the ground.

"There is such a subtle and terrifying body protection technique, while disintegrating the enemy's attack, it also makes the enemy pay almost twice the price of the move!"

It's just that Peng Dusheng didn't know that the true qi that had been sucked up by the 'Cold Flame Crystal Body' before, although it could not enter Yi Ting's sea of qi and turn into his own cultivation, it was temporarily accumulated in the mist interlayer on the surface of his body, and could be used to return to the enemy in the next attack.

Peng Dusheng's surprise only lasted for a very short moment, and he did not hesitate to withdraw the four flying swords that had been scattered, but while withdrawing them, he still formed a wave of small waves, and easily scattered the hidden weapon blade cloud of the 'Falling Leaves'.

Then the seven flying swords gathered in front of Peng Dusheng again, and as the seven swords swirled more and more, a new wave of offensive was ready to take shape.

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