The surging battle spirit rippled in all directions, and the sword light and sword shadows were surging vertically and horizontally.

Boom, the battle roared, the golden light and the fire flickered, and the two figures separated.

One is Long Yuntian who is dressed in white, and the other is Qin Liancheng who is wearing a golden robe, both of them have blood stains on the corners of their mouths, and Long Yuntian's injuries are relatively serious.

The battle qi is similar, the combat skills are similar, and the rest of the comparison is the surname of the battle qi, and the battle qi of the yellow metal surname is obviously superior in power.

"Haha, happy" Qin Liancheng's eyes when he looked at Long Yuntian already had the meaning of sympathy, but a battle maniac is a battle maniac.

The nine strikes of Chiyan and the Nine Swords of Death just now made Long Yuntian and Qin Liancheng wander on the verge of death, and even both of them suffered certain injuries because of this, but Qin Liancheng didn't care about it, the golden sword was raised, and the sword light was destroyed, which was the prelude to the Nine Swords of Death.

"Damn, madman" Long Yuntian scolded in his heart, no wonder this Huyun Pavilion and the Dark Cold Tryst deliberately avoided you, and it was definitely a very painful thing to be entangled by a madman like you, this guy was not only ruthless to others, but even more ruthless to himself.

Looking at the raised war knife, Long Yuntian secretly thought - the one who plays with the madman is either a madman or a fool, buddy is not crazy or killed, buddy pays attention to 'tactics' for you.

Stepping on the Beidou to launch, Long Yuntian flashed a figure in place, dodged the slashed sword, and then fought with Qin Liancheng.

Stepping on the Beidou is worthy of being a peerless step that can be compared to this netherworld step, Qin Liancheng has a brilliant sword and a strong fighting spirit, but he can't even touch the corner of Long Yuntian's clothes.

The attack power of the Golden Battle Qi is strong, but if it can't hit the target, then it's useless to say anything.

So there was a very interesting scene in the battle, Qin Liancheng was holding a golden knife and was extraordinary, the sword light flickered, the battle spirit was bright, Long Yuntian's white clothes were fluttering, and he was like a casual court in the sword light, so chic.

Just can't be long, don't add this word, continue to consume the war qi with the surname, so that Qin Liancheng's war qi is sharply consumed, and the golden battle qi is fierce and turbulent, but it is still worse to talk about the lasting surname.

Long Yuntian's stepping on the Beidou is also an extremely consuming exercise of battle qi, but when it comes to the recovery speed of this battle qi, Qin Lian's achievements can't catch up with Long Yuntian.

Unconsciously, there was already a clear difference in the amount of remaining battle qi between the two, and this was what Long Yuntian wanted.

"Long Yuntian, what's the meaning of this kind of fighting, I admit that your Beidou is exquisite, I can't catch up with you, but if you are entangled like this, when will the battle end?

"Okay, then let's decide the outcome with one blow" Long Yuntian felt that the time was not short, and the other party's battle qi was definitely not as much as his own, so he agreed with a sneer.

"Dragon Cutting Sword" Long Yuntian shouted, Zhou Sheng's battle qi was surging in the river, and the rolling Yangtze River rushed towards the Chiyan Sword in his hand, the Chiyan Sword buzzed and trembled, and the devastated sword was a foot, a meter, and a zhang .......

"Soul Breaking Knife" Qin Liancheng also shouted, his golden hair flew in the golden battle qi, and the whole person looked even more unattainable.

One of the two is the rolling flame battle qi, the other is the golden battle qi, the other is like the purple gold god of war, and the other is like the golden armor god of war.

The two figures each wrapped their own strength, colliding together like two meteors.

rumble

After a brief pause in the space, the tyrannical aura of war began to spread in all directions, and the space was like a pond that had been thrown into small pebbles.

The two figures suddenly separated, a familiar scene, but a different ending.

Long Yuntian only took three steps back, but Qin Liancheng took five steps back, and then spat out a mouthful of blood.

"You lost," Long Yuntian looked at Qin Liancheng coldly with the Chiyan Sword in his hand.

"Yes, I lost" Qin Liancheng was stunned for a while, and then nodded with a wry smile, "But why is this happening? It should be me who should win, and my battle spirit is obviously superior? Could it be that you deliberately showed weakness at the beginning?"

"I'm sorry, this is my secret," Long Yuntian replied lightly.

"Hehe, yes, I asked too much" Qin Liancheng's eyes couldn't hide the loneliness, and it could be seen that this failure was a bit unexpected to him.

"Papapapa" A footstep came, and Huyunting came wearing a yellow skirt and holding a blue water sword.

Her steps are graceful, her body is plump, and the corners of her mouth are smiling, but none of these can hide the fact that there is a murderous aura in her eyes that is difficult to hide.

"What's the matter, Huyun Pavilion, are you going to take advantage of the danger of others?" Qin Liancheng said with a sneer as he swiped his sword in his hand.

His eyes looked at Hu Yunting with a contempt that could not be concealed.

This girl is really ghostly, I didn't expect it to appear in this situation, Long Yuntian secretly complained, originally thought that she could be completely left behind with a void talisman, but now it is impossible to use her own strength, do you want to use the last Xuanyuan sword qi? It's just that she seems to be a little reluctant, this last sword qi should be reserved for a martial saint.

"Gongzi Qin is above board, Yun Ting admires him, how can he do such a shameless thing to Gongzi?" Hu Yunting lightly opened his lips, "Yun Ting came here this time for Long Yuntian, it has nothing to do with Qin Gongzi, even if Qin Gongzi leaves, Yun Ting will never stop him, if Qin Gongzi wants to share the victory or defeat with Yun Ting, after Gongzi's injury heals, Yun Ting will definitely accompany him."

Hu Yunting smiled: "I hope that Qin Gongzi will not meddle in this matter, this is a private matter between me and Long Yuntian"

"Hehe, since the tiger girl knows that Qin is above board, then she shouldn't say what she just said, you and I have nothing to do with Qin, but from the perspective of others, they will think that you and I will join forces to fight against Long Gongzi, Qin can't afford to lose this person" Qin Liancheng sneered, and the little remaining battle qi actually began to condense again.

"With Gongzi Qin's current state, can he still stop Yun Ting?" Hu Yun Ting sneered, and the blue water sword came out of his body, driving a burst of cold light.

"Hehe, I can't stop it, but I'll die in front of Long Gongzi" Qin Liancheng replied with a sneer.

"Hehe, Qin Gongzi's kindness Long Mouxin has it" Long Yuntian stood up with the Chiyan sword, "But this chick can't kill me, Qin Gongzi should leave first, I'll stay and play with her"

Long Yuntian had already decided, once this Qin Liancheng left, he would use the sword qi of this last Xuanyuan Sword, and if he didn't leave this Tiger Cloud Pavilion completely, it would definitely be endless trouble.

"You go first," Qin Liancheng sneered, "I also want to see what is so special about this Tiger Saintess, who is known as the number one wizard in the perfume pavilion for thousands of years?

"Hehe, it's not just the two of you who have this idea, but you also want to try" A smiling figure appeared.

This person was wearing a gray robe, which was the cold and secluded path of the netherworld.

Hey, Long Yuntian sighed in his heart, this time Huyun Pavilion couldn't die.