With a sound of ten thousand swords!

The sky where the sun is shining brightly, there is an inexplicable extra round of sun, blooming with incomparably dazzling light.

A black-scaled lizard dropped the corpse from its mouth and let out a low roar.

Sou!

There was a piercing sound in the sky.

I saw a white streamer falling from the sky.

The next moment, pierce the black-scaled lizard's head and pin it to the ground.

As Ying Meng waited for the final battle to the death, a dozen streamers fell as the voice sounded in the sky, killing all the black-scaled lizards besieging him.

Is that!

Ying Meng dropped the mutilated straight knife in his hand and stared blankly at the corpse of the black-scaled lizard with more than a dozen strange weapons inserted into it.

It looks like a sword without a hilt.

It looks like a knife with two sides of the blade.

There seems to be white light flowing on the body, as if it is about to overflow.

But Ying Meng didn't dare to touch it, looked up at the sky, and saw white light shooting out of the sun and falling into Maojia Village.

Whoosh!

The sound of breaking the sky, like thunder and lightning, is endless.

……

Back to the top of the mountain.

Li Xian squatted on the steps of the palace, bored with a grass stalk teasing ants.

Suddenly.

A majestic voice was heard from the sky.

Li Xian guessed that it should be the rescuers brought by Yuan Ziyi.

I just don't know how strong it is, whether I can beat the white-haired demon in the palace.

Then.

Heavy footsteps can be heard from the underground cavern leading to the top of the mountain.

The black-scaled lizard named Blackhead stumbled out of the hole, a few strange and colorful weapons stuck in its back.

Flying Sword!

In an instant, the name corresponding to the strange weapon appeared in Li Xian's mind.

I'm a mother!

Isn't this a fantasy world?

How can there be a flying sword that only Xianxia can have.

Seeing that Li Xian did not come up to help, the black head stood in a daze, glared at Li Xian viciously with those vertical eyes, moved his injured body, climbed into the palace, and cried and shouted.

"Dharma protector, if something is wrong, the disciples will be killed."

Li Xian, the audience who eats melons, naturally will not let go of the opportunity to watch the play, and follows behind.

The white-haired middle-aged man sitting under the sacred tree heard the blackhead shouting and slowly opened his eyes.

"Don't be noisy."

A few tears were squeezed out of the black head's hideous vertical pupils.

"Protector, the disciple was ordered to go down the mountain to inspect, he was secretly attacked by the traitors of the Zhenguo Division, the other disciples were killed, the disciples resisted desperately to run back, you must avenge the disciples!"

"Step back for now, this Dharma Protector is going to meet old friends." The white-haired middle-aged man stood up.

As soon as the words fell.

The hunchbacked old man fell from the sky, and when the old man saw the white-haired middle-aged man, he couldn't help but smile playfully.

"Who should the old man be? It turned out to be a monkey cub, isn't it good to hide in Beiban honestly, I have to come to Daqin to find death. ”

The white-haired middle-aged man had a little more hatred in his flat eyes.

"Heavenly Sword, I haven't seen you for a long time, the sword wound forty years ago, this Dharma Protector has not forgotten it to this day."

"It's a pity that I didn't kill you at that time."

The hunchbacked old man had a look of pity on his face, and when he saw Li Xian probing his brain at the gate of the palace, his eyes couldn't help but pause for a moment, and he seemed to move away quickly after sensing something.

The white-haired middle-aged man raised the corners of his eyebrows, and said viciously, "Let's see who dies today." ”

After speaking, he raised his foot and stomped on the ground hard.

Suddenly, the entire palace shook violently, and the sacred tree on the altar, which was more than forty meters long, danced like crazy with dense vine-like branches.

Click!

Countless cracks appeared on the bluestone ground, and a white-haired beast hand poked out of the crack, followed by another white-haired beast hand, white-haired beast head, body, and legs.

I'm Cao!

Li Xian, who was hiding in the distance, looked amazing.

The twenty-meter-tall white-haired ape has a hideous and terrifying face, and four fangs grow out of its mouth.

Is this Nima Vajra?

When the white-haired giant ape completely crawled out of the ground, a pair of blood-red and tyrannical eyes searched around, and when he saw the holy fruit on the holy tree, he stretched out his beast hand and grabbed the trunk.

The sacred tree seemed to know that its end was coming, and the vine-like branches frantically wrapped around the white giant ape's thick arms, sucking blood.

But the white giant ape didn't care about this attack, and stretched out his other arm to grab the tree trunk.

I heard a shrill scream.

The sacred tree was uprooted.

The white giant ape opened its bloody mouth and gnawed on the sacred tree one bite at a time, while its body overflowed with an incomparably terrifying aura.

The old man straightened his hunched body violently, and his eyes became sharp, like a sharp sword.

"Monkey cub, I didn't expect you to have cultivated into the outer body of the Immortal Gate."

At some point, the white-haired man's white hair turned red, exuding a burst of weirdness.

"Boom! That's also thanks to you, if it weren't for your sword, this Dharma Protector would have been able to break through the realm. ”

"What about the outside of the body, I could cut you back then, and now I can cut you, the sword comes!"

The old man's right hand was raised in the air.

I saw streamers of light converging from all directions, forming a gray iron sword, which fell into the old man's palm.

Burst!

As the flying swords behind the lizard's black head came out, several pillars of blood gushed out, and the injury worsened again.

"Heavenly Sword, I didn't expect your swordsmanship to be strong again." The middle-aged man looked at the dull gray iron sword in the old man's hand with jealousy.

"Each other, each other." The old man laughed.

"Humph! Today, if you get the head of the First Emperor's Palace, even if you lose your stronghold, you will earn it, and you will take your life. The middle-aged man raised his hand and pointed.

Roar!!

The white giant ape raised its head and roared, and the pitch-black demonic qi surged from the inside of the body to the outside, and the viscous demonic qi torrented, and the torrent roared mightily across the sky.

The next moment.

The huge body flew towards the old man like an arrow from the string, and the grass and stones shattered where the demonic energy torrent passed.

"That's it?" The old man sneered, and the iron sword turned with the rotation of his wrist, "Sword and shield." ”

Airplanes!

The gray iron sword threw out a sword shadow, and the sword shadow changed from one to two, two to four, four to eight, eight to sixteen...

In front of the old man, a shield composed of long swords was formed.

Rumble!

The white giant ape's fist and demonic qi collided on top of the sword and shield, and both sides took half a step back at the same time.

However, the white giant ape's reaction seemed to be quicker, forcibly stopping and retreating, waving his arms, his fists like battering rams, punching the sword and shield one after another.

"Monkey cub, if you only have this level, it is better to give your head to the old man." The old man easily controlled the sword and shield, and did not forget to take the time to ridicule.

"Really?"

Before the old man finished speaking, a sinister voice suddenly sounded behind him.

The middle-aged man appeared behind the old man at some point, and his palm pierced the old man's chest.

However, the middle-aged man did not show a happy look, but turned under his feet, quickly turned into an afterimage, and flashed out.

After settling down, he looked at the old man with a big hole in his chest in horror and shouted.

"You're a sword puppet, not your real body."

The old man stretched out his palm and stroked it on his chest, the wound disappeared, and he smiled at the middle-aged man instead.

"Only now do I find out, it seems that the Immortal Gate has really not made much progress over the years!"

"Not good!"

The middle-aged man chuckled in his heart, and his footsteps were continuously misplaced, leaving an afterimage.

Sou!

A flying sword pierced through the remnant's head.

The middle-aged man looked at the remnant of the headless with palpitations, and the flying sword appeared without notice, and he looked at the white giant ape who was frantically attacking the sword and shield with a solemn expression.

"White Ape, fit!"

Roar!

When the white giant ape heard the order, he dropped his sword and shield, and pounced on the middle-aged man without looking back.

……