The Nine Song Sword made an instant move in Luo Qingyang's hand, and the sword move was different from before, this sword was extremely dangerous.

"The Great Priest Sword Dance!" Yang Ming raised his eyebrows, he knew that from this moment on, Luo Qingyang was serious, and there would be no more temptations, nor would he show mercy.

Yang Ming's four swords came out together, and this time, he also spared no effort.

The aftermath of the sword qi generated by the collision of multiple swords easily cut through the bricks on the city wall.

In a moment, the originally majestic and magnificent city wall was now full of holes, as if it was about to be toppled by the wind in the next moment.

At the end of the move, the corners of Luo Qingyang's clothes were already in tatters, and he wiped the blood on his forehead with his left hand. The original plain face was overshadowed at this moment.

"I'm going to make the next move!" Yang Ming's right hand was raised, and the four swords lay around Luo Qingyang.

Guiding the Thunder Sword Array, this is what Yang Ming learned from the cheats during the retreat in Snow Moon City. The four swords stood in the front and back of Luo Qingyang, and for a while, in front of the gate of Apocalypse City, the wind was blowing.

"Hiss!" A powerful electric current is emitted from the sword.

At the same time, the sky that had been gray became darker and darker.

"Boom!" As the first lightning bolt fell, the sword array had already been deployed.

Luo Qingyang's sword momentum turned, and the sword qi became eerie. The Nine Song Sword flew in his hand, but it didn't make the slightest sound.

Sword after sword fell, the howling wind stopped abruptly, and the sky returned to its previous calm.

"You're strong, but that's all!" Yang Ming drank violently, and the four swords shot at Luo Qingyang from four different angles.

The sword momentum became more and more powerful, and Luo Qingyang quickly rotated his body, each sword accurately blocking Yang Ming's attack.

Ke Luo Qingyang is not a three-headed and six-armed, no matter how strong his strength is, he only has one Nine Song Sword in his hand, how can he be the opponent of Yang Ming's four swords.

Luo Qingyang's sword momentum shattered instantly, and the short silence ended, and the sound of a howling wind sounded on the city again.

Yang Ming lifted the heart sword in his hand, and several sword qi struck out in a row.

Suddenly there was a dragon roar in the wind, and I saw that every sword qi of Yang Ming had changed, turning into a swimming dragon.

They danced their teeth and claws one by one, as if they were going to tear Luo Qingyang apart in the next moment.

"Humph! Come again!" Luo Qingyang raised his head to the sky and roared, and the unprecedented battle spirit was also stimulated at this moment.

The vast internal forces around him formed barriers, firmly blocking Yang Ming's attack.

He held the Nine Song Sword high on the top, and another fierce wind struck.

It's just that in this strong wind, there are bursts of mournful roars and wails.

The sound was endless, and Yang Ming also felt an unprecedented sense of oppression, like the souls of thousands of soldiers on the battlefield, constantly impacting Yang Ming's heart.

"Insect carving skills!" The momentum on Yang Ming's body was raised a notch.

At the same time, all four long swords returned to him. With a casual throw, the Heart Sword returned to Lei Wuji's scabbard.

"Luo Qingyang is so strong, in the face of the strangulation array just now, he actually relied on his own strong strength to completely tear apart the sword array." Lei Wuji stared intently at the scene in front of him.

At this time, Xiao Se's expression tightened, and he frowned, "Yang Ming didn't make any mistakes just now, and he didn't leave any hands. It's just that Luo Qingyang's response was unexpected by him."

"Not bad." Xie Xuan interjected, "If my guess is correct, this is Luo Qingyang's Nine Songs Sword Dance, the real battle at the pinnacle of the sword path, and it officially begins at this moment."

Xie Xuan looked at the scene in front of him, and his heart suddenly surged, and the handwriting in the ink pen gradually drifted away.

"Humph!" Yan Zhantian snorted coldly, "That's how you broke the strangulation array? That is, Yang Ming didn't know your sword moves, and he suffered a secret loss. If it's a second fight, your sword moves may not work."

"Brother Zhantian, even if you fight again, Brother Qingyang must have a way to deal with it! Brother Zhan Tian should honestly improve his strength, otherwise he really won't have a chance."

Yan Zhantian's voice was loud, and Xie Xuan also teased him rarely.

Yan Zhantian's face was full of anger, and he scolded Xie Xuan: "Dead scholar, I think you owe a beating, or I will compare it to each other!"

"No need!" Xie Xuan smiled: "There are still important things to do in the future, if you want to compare, go find Yan Xiluo."

"My day!" Seeing that he was lying on the gun for no reason, Yan Xiluo immediately replied: "Okay, you Xie Xuan, I'm still here, you can make enemies for me, and when the senior brother's competition is over, see how I clean you up."

Hearing this, Xie Xuanwan smiled and did not reply, but the handwriting in his pen became more and more elegant.

"The Shadow of the Green Dragon, the Curtain of the Great Phoenix, the Long Sword Breaking the Sky, the Holy Shadow of the Fire Emperor!"

Four swords came out in a row, and each sword was Yang Ming's full blow.

The water-stopping sword was raised, and the phantom shadows of the green dragon solidified behind Yang Ming. The phoenix sword stabbed down, and a fire phoenix phantom appeared, the fire phoenix spread its wings, and the raging fire dragged under the phoenix wings, blocking Yang Ming like a curtain.

The Quyun Sword slashed through the sky, like a meteor, falling rapidly.

The last Liuyun sword stood in front of Yang Ming, the sword body was full of fire, and a huge humanoid phantom formed by the flames enveloped Yang Ming in it.

"Pretending to be a ghost!" Luo Qingyang was not afraid at all, but shouted: "One sword rises to the nine heavens!"

The Nine Song Sword broke through the air with Luo Qingyang's figure and landed on the top of the clouds.

Luo Qingyang swung a sword, and the sky swelled, and the white clouds rolled.

Take advantage of the momentum of the sky, draw your sword and cut it!

"Roar~~~" Qinglong took the lead in rushing into battle, breaking through Luo Qingyang's defense for Quyun Sword.

The clouds are from the dragon, and the wind is from the tiger; The green dragon deep in the clouds is like a big fish entering the water, unstoppable.

"Open the sky!"

Luo Qingyang slashed towards the dome with a sword.

Quiet, deathly silent, including Yang Ming, everyone on the ground couldn't hear the sound at all.

Immediately after, in the sky, a golden light fell, enveloping Luo Qingyang.

"Actually being able to borrow the power of the Heavenly Dao, could it be that Luo Qingyang has also found a way!" Yang Ming's brows tightened. This power is the most familiar to him, and his Great Wilderness Prisoner Heavenly Finger is borrowing the power of the Heavenly Dao to have such lethality.

didn't have time to think about it, Luo Qingyang had already made a sword at him.

The green dragon shattered in an instant, and after the fire phoenix let out a mournful roar, it dissipated between heaven and earth, and the Qu Yun Sword was even bounced away by this golden light.

The humanoid phantom on Yang Ming's body was his last defense.

The golden light fell, and even if Yang Ming used all his strength, he still couldn't stop the momentum of the golden light.

"Ahem!"

There was a burst of sweetness in his throat, and Yang Ming's figure fell to the ground.

At the same time, the golden light on Luo Qingyang's body had already dissipated, and similarly, his figure also fell to the ground.

Yang Ming touched the ground with his sword, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then stood up.

"Since you can borrow the power of the Heavenly Dao."

Luo Qingyang's face was a little weak, and he said, "I still have a sword!"

"Coincidentally, I also have a sword!" Yang Ming said in a deep voice.

"Let's decide!" Luo Qingyang said.

"Just what I want!" Yang Ming nodded in response.

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