Li Daoxuan's expression was cold, his slender fingers kept sealing, and he quietly looked at Yuwen Chengdu who was running towards him.

"The sun rises in the east, the black is raging, the eyes are confused, the hands and feet are difficult, the mixed elements are angry, and the weight is more than the landslide. Haste as a law, certain! ”

Sou!

A talisman flew out and turned into golden light and shot towards Yuwen Chengdu.

The galloping Yuwen Chengdu's body suddenly froze, as if petrified, and stood in place, but in the blink of an eye, the talisman was torn apart and turned into pieces.

Obviously, with Li Daoxuan's current cultivation and realm, the fixed talisman he played could not have much impact on Yuwen Chengdu.

However, it was also at this moment that a cyan giant sword flew and slashed at Yuwen Chengdu's double phoenix golden crown, directly cutting the golden crown in two.

Clang!

Like ringing a golden bell, Wu Qiubai's Qingxia sword slashed at Yuwen Chengdu's head, leaving nothing but a scorching spark.

Yuwen Chengdu roared angrily, grabbed the Qingxia sword and threw it at Wu Qiubai.

Rumble!

Qingxia Sword flew over Wu Qiubai's scalp, if he hadn't dodged fast enough, I'm afraid this head would have become a piece of flesh.

Yuwen Chengdu was still staring at Li Daoxuan, as if he understood that he was the most threatening enemy.

At this moment, he had arrived in front of Li Daoxuan, and the phoenix wings and gold pistol in his hand were chopped down, stirring up a gust of wind, blowing the fallen leaves on the ground into a wild dance, forming a vacuum.

Li Daoxuan's eyes froze, the wooden hairpin that bound his hair was blown away by the strong wind, and his long hair fluttered in the wind.

Rumble!

The phoenix wings smashed on the ground, and suddenly the dust flew and the ground shook, forming a huge pit.

Yuwen Chengdu's eyes showed a hint of doubt.

Because Li Daoxuan just now turned into hair and disappeared.

He looked at the dense yellow talisman in the pit, frowned, and felt a sense of crisis in his heart, and wanted to jump out of the pit.

But it was too late.

Li Daoxuan's real body stepped on the branch of a locust tree, light as a feather, and he had already pinched the thunder seal in his hand and finished reciting the mantra silently.

Bang!

The moonlight was shrouded in dark clouds, and dozens of thunderbolts fell in a row, like a thunder and lightning storm, about to split the earth to pieces!

When everyone saw the brilliant thunder sea, Yuwen Chengdu's god-like body was completely submerged, and they couldn't help but perk up and show a look of hope.

Li Daoxuan showed a slight smile, the battle just now was just luring the enemy deeper, his true body had already dived into the ground, hollowed out the underneath, and put five thunder talismans, and what remained on the ground was only his clone.

Yuwen Chengdu smashed his doppelganger, smashed the ground, and naturally fell into the trap he dug, and what greeted him was the bombardment of the five thunder runes!

The young Taoist priests of Wanshou Palace watched this scene blankly, and they understood for the first time what it meant to wash the ground by artillery fire.

The earth was constantly shaking, the thunder and fire were spreading wantonly, and the thunder continued to fall like rain, and the turbulent air currents made them can't help but take dozens of steps back before they felt better.

I don't know how long it took, but the thunder finally dissipated.

In the thunder and fire in the sky, a figure stood with a gun, charred black, and the golden chain mail also turned black.

His body was constantly smoking, and the smell of barbecued meat filled the air, but it made people vomit.

"This ...... It's damned! ”

"Yes...... Why is he still standing? ”

"Isn't it, can you still live like this?"

……

Sou!

Wu Qiubai urged the Qingxia Sword and shot towards the charred figure.

100 zhang, 10 zhang, 3 zhang, 1 zhang!

Yuwen Chengdu didn't react, as if he was really dead.

But just as the flying sword shot an inch in front of his eyes, he suddenly stretched out his blackened palm and grabbed the Qingxia sword.

Zheng!

Qingxia Jian struggled hard, but to no avail, as if he had been choked by a seven-inch poisonous snake.

Yuwen Chengcheng opened his eyes suddenly, and he let out a roar, and the charred black skin on his body exploded, revealing tendons and flesh.

The whole person seems to have been peeled off a layer of skin, which is extremely terrifying and terrifying.

Obviously, Li Daoxuan's thunder sea bombardment just now hurt him very much.

He threw the Qingxia sword at Li Daoxuan, and then his feet shook, and he flew up under the moonlit night and rushed towards Li Daoxuan.

Rumble!

The locust tree under Li Daoxuan's feet was directly cut off, and he jumped in the air, his body had no way to borrow strength, and the situation was very critical.

Under the bright moon, a figure flew high, holding a phoenix winged gold hammer, and slashed at Li Daoxuan's head!

At this critical moment, Li Daoxuan shouted: "Sister Yu, do it!" ”

Wisps of green silk rose in the wind, like pythons, wrapping Yuwen Chengdu's hands, feet and body, constantly tightening, as if strangled.

Chen Ziyu finally made a move, she endured it for a long time, and the first time she made a move, she temporarily controlled this peerless general.

It's just that Yuwen Chengdu's flying stiff body is really terrifying, he struggled hard, and the green silk broke one by one, and the prey would get out of trouble at any time.

At this moment, Li Daoxuan's eyes lit up, and he slapped his hand to the Dragon Yin Sword Box behind him.

"Unsheathed!"

I only heard the sound of a sword, like a broken jade in Kunshan, like the first cry of a phoenix, resounding between heaven and earth, echoing for a long time, shaking off the flowing clouds.

I saw an incomparably bright sword light flying out of the sword box behind Li Daoxuan, like a white rainbow running through the sun, swirling around the phantom of the green dragon, slashing towards Yuwen Chengdu.

As this sword light appeared, the Taibai stars in the sky seemed to be brighter.

The three-foot sword in the immortal box once entered the East China Sea to cut off the dragon!

Since Li Daoxuan got the golden box to raise swordsmanship and the dragon yin sword box, he has been raising swords day and night, nine hundred and eighty-one days, and he has already cultivated a mouthful of Taibai Gengjin sword qi, slashing demons and evils, which can be called invincible, and it is really a well-deserved sword immortal method!

In an instant, Yuwen Chengdu was shrouded in the sense of crisis of death, and at the moment of life and death, he burst out of all his potential, and actually broke free of Chen Ziyu's green silk.

However, Li Daoxuan's Chixia Sword had already arrived in front of him.

The sword has a glow, and the most terrifying thing is the snow-white star sword qi on the sword's body, which is extremely sharp, and even the void is slightly distorted, as if it is being cut by a sharp blade.

Yuwen Chengdu subconsciously waved his weapon to block.

Boom!

The Chixia Sword directly cut off the phoenix wings and gold hammer, as if cutting a piece of tofu, without any sense of blockage.

Yuwen Chengdu reacted extremely quickly, he let go of the weapon that was broken in two, and reached out to grab the Chixia Sword.

Clang!

Dazzling sparks flickered, and Li Daoxuan's Chixia sword pierced deep into his fingers, more than half an inch.

"Hehe, do you really think that the flying sword of the poor road is so easy to grasp?"

Li Daoxuan pinched the sword trick in his hand and said, "Disease! ”

The next moment, the Chixia Sword spun rapidly in Yuwen Chengdu's hand, like an electric drill, rubbing out brilliant sparks.

Ten fingers flew out, and they had been cut off by Qi Gen!

Sou!

The Chixia Sword pierced through Yuwen Chengdu's eyebrows like lightning, and then the aftermath continued unabated, and it shot through a hill and flew into the starry sky.

Sou! Sou! Sou!

With the traction of Li Daoxuan's sword technique, the Chixia Sword flew back and forth, shuttling dozens of times in one breath, shooting Yuwen Chengdu into a thousand holes, and there was no longer a trace of vitality.

His tower-like body finally collapsed weakly, like a mountain collapsing, like a Xiongguan falling.

Vicissitudes!

With the fall of Yuwen Chengdu, the Chixia Sword returned to the Dragon Yin Sword Box behind Li Daoxuan again, converging all the sword qi and edge.

There is quite a kind of temperament that brushes off the clothes and hides merit and fame.

(End of chapter)