Above the wasteland, the sword swirls.

At first, Wen Tiantian didn't know how to break the formation, but when Fang Qiuyan used her sword qi, she understood.

His feet were firmly sunk in the snow, and his sword still glowed with silver light in the absence of moonlight.

Suddenly, the Immortal Venerable on the opposite side moved. The pitch-black figure blended with the night, moving through the air like a phantom. Where is his knife hidden?

In the blink of an eye, Fang Qiuyan's sword let out a loud roar, and it was instantly unsheathed.

Clang!

The swords collided, and only this blow sparks flew in the air.

In the next second, the Hades Venerable retreated sharply, the black robe flew up, and his body fell heavily. The snowflakes were rolled up by the robes and scattered like smoke under their feet.

Fang Qiuyan didn't move, standing in place with a sword in his right hand.

"Your skills have improved a lot, and you can see that you have indeed been practicing penance all these years."

The Hades Venerable snorted coldly: "You are not bad, just like back then. ”

These words are obviously ridiculing him for being wasteful, and in the past four years, his martial arts have only been the same as before, and he has not improved.

Fang Qiuyan was a little helpless, "Really? Fight again! ”

The air currents around the Hades Venerable swirled rapidly, and his figure gradually disappeared into the night, and he could no longer see where he was at all.

At the same time, the murderous aura around him skyrocketed, and even Wen Tiantian, who was watching, couldn't help but take a few steps back. Frowning, the exercises used by this person are really strange, and they always have to be hidden, is it an assassination technique?

In fact, the assassination stream is not suitable for a head-to-head showdown. Most of their jobs are killers, and hiding themselves and secretly giving their prey a knife is what they are good at. And face-to-face fighting requires refined martial arts, every move and style are placed in front of the opponent, and it is necessary to fight directly compared to the high.

Fang Qiuyan obviously had no resistance to the Immortal Saint Venerable's body, nor was he anxious, he still had that calm and breezy appearance. This time, though, he moved.

Zheng!

The long sword slashed through the air, and a silver sword light faintly tinged with a golden halo.

He straightened his sword and rushed forward, but his figure became illusory. It is divided into three, and the three phantoms are not real but they are like entities.

The two hedged, and the swords, swords, and shadows fought together, and for a while, they couldn't tell the truth from the fake of their staggered shadows.

"These two people, both use assassination techniques, boring."

Wen Tiantian's eyes were always staring at Fang Qiuyan, and she couldn't know his personality better. If the other party takes the path of assassination, he will use more exquisite assassination techniques to subdue the opponent.

Watching the two fight with his hands on his chest, he completely forgot Qiu Yan's instructions to let her break the formation to exorcise evil spirits, and she was very idle.

Just as Wen Tiantian was watching with interest, a golden light exploded between the two. The shadows of Fang Qiuyan and the Immortal Venerable dissipated instantly, and their bodies both retreated, falling ten zhang away from each other.

However, they didn't give each other time to breathe, Fang Qiuyan's right hand shook, and the long sword flew up instantly, slashing through a dazzling golden light in the night sky, straight into the sky.

Immediately after, the sword light split in two. In just a moment, the two sword lights turned into countless long swords suspended around their bodies, and the blades of the swords pointed directly at the other party.

"Ten Thousand Swords Changhong?"

The Immortal Venerable let out a cry of surprise as he backhanded the long knife in front of him. The blade seemed to be infused with powerful techniques, and the dark light suddenly turned into a barrier, obviously intending to forcibly block the blow.

Fang Qiuyan smiled at the corner of his mouth, and explained unhurriedly: "It is rumored that I can use eight kinds of martial arts, but few people know that I am actually not good at learning, and the move you see now is the real Ten Thousand Swords Changhong." ”

Countless sword lights are connected together, as bright as day, like a glow covering the sky, illuminating the night scene of the wasteland beautifully.

"You ......"

Before the Hades Venerable could finish speaking, the sword light in the sky poured down like a torrential rain. He immediately mobilized the true qi of his whole body, expanding the barrier to a distance of eight feet around his body, forming a huge and hard cover that firmly protected his entire body in it.

Wen Tiantian looked at this scene and couldn't help but sigh secretly, what kind of mind did Fang Qiuyan have in mind when he was looking for Budong Immortal, compared to her, he was more like the one who could fight against the evil sorcerer, right?

I couldn't help but think of Jiang Simo's cold face in my mind, and the two of them joined forces, I am afraid that they really have the ability to go to heaven and earth.

Her thoughts were just a flash, but the originally imposing Hades Venerable over there seemed to be almost unable to hold on.

A rain of swords poured down from the sky, frantically striking at the barrier he had set up. Each sword light that fell could stir up a point of light on the barrier, but it was a powerless way to fight back after all.

Soon, Wen Tiantian, who was watching the battle, heard an extremely light cracking sound, and her eyes were as clear as she immediately looked at it, and the barrier actually cracked a gap after countless blows.

"It's now!"

Wen Tiantian's eyes lit up, and she immediately mobilized the spiritual power in her body. The flow of breath flowed rapidly, and the movement of the seal of the hands almost became a phantom.

The blood under his eyes was surging wildly, and the pale golden spiritual power condensed in his palm was also coated with a layer of blood red.

The spiritual power that was completely released condensed into a huge golden ball of red light, Wen Tiantian's slightly narrowed eyes suddenly widened, and his hands drew an arc in the air with knots.

The powerful force wrapped all the spiritual power she could use blasted out towards the two people below!

Fang Qiuyan and the Pluto Venerable were both at the peak of the confrontation, and when the two were at a stalemate, they suddenly felt a light on their bodies, a red light flashed, and the pressure was instantly sucked clean.

There was even a momentary dazedness in the eyes of the Immortal Venerable, who was almost unable to support it, and all their strength was evacuated, and even the long knife that was deeply nailed into the ground fell.

The red light that had gathered the strength of the three of them slammed towards the sky, bringing up a pillar of light connecting heaven and earth, and rushing into the layers of thick dark clouds.

Bang!

A thunderous explosion echoed through the wasteland, and the troops encamped in the distance rushed out, ready to meet the enemy.

However, the thousands of people who ran out did not notice the enemy army, and when they looked up, they saw a vision from the sky. There were countless red electric flashes in the inky black clouds, followed by thunder falling one after another.

Countless red balls of light fell from the sky, and before they reached the ground, they exploded in mid-air, illuminating into a dazzling silk thread, covering every corner of the wasteland.

The surrounding thick fog gradually thinned as the silk threads fell, until it completely dissipated, and even the dark clouds in the sky slowly disappeared.

The silvery moonlight shone down and reflected the snow on the moor. The weathered rocks and low trees became clear in the moonlight, and the fires in the direction of the barracks could be seen in the distance.

The woman was wearing a snow-white fox fur coat and slowly walked towards the two. The moonlight fell on her, emitting a soft halo, as beautiful as the fairy in the painting.

"Go back, it's a little cold."

The woman's eyes were as bright as stars, and she stretched out her hand to take the initiative to shake the man's big hand, and her eyes were full of love when she looked at him.