"Beyond the Mountains?"

It is unacceptable what kind of adventure can make a mountain building realm cultivator have such a flame.

Moreover, judging by the situation, it should be that he used the foundation to directly take the flame as his own, that is to say, this flame has already merged with this terrifying low-level cultivator in front of him.

It is a lore sword, and it already has the power to destroy the world, plus such a flame, how can it be stopped?

The powerhouses of the Yin Wind Valley and the Demon Sect who were not far in front of Yang Ning finally had a sense of fear.

I feel that in front of this sword, it is too weak and pitiful.

But will the sword pity them? Will Yang Ning pity them?

No.

Yang Zhen is still fighting bloodily, and his life is in danger at all times, and with the tenacity of Yang Ning's soul, how can he let it go.

Such a sword is even stronger than Yang Ning's regret sword drawing technique at the peak of his life.

Flames became the only hue in Flowing Cloud City.

The fiery red streamer, as Yang Ning's feet fell, formed a terrifying wind, which could incinerate everything, not to mention the cultivator's body.

"Ah......" One person was just blown by the sword wind, and he instantly became powder.

At a distance of more than ten zhang, it seems that it is impossible to form a barrier under this sword.

In an instant, there were several strong men, devoured by the killing sword.

It was as if the killing came from hell, it was very direct and miserable.

But the world of the jungle, there is no sympathy.

Weak, is wrong.

Yang Zhen is fighting bloodily at this moment, and the enemy will not let Yang Zhen go because of sympathy. In the same way, Yang Ning can't be soft.

The only word, just kill.

Yang Ning was wrapped in flames, like a walking killing machine, several strong men were swallowed by the flames, and the sword momentum did not weaken in any way, and finally broke through the dozen or so strong men who blocked Yang Ning's footsteps and came to the outside of the battle circle surrounding Yang Zhen.

The sword kept falling, and it seemed slow, but no one despised it, or even feared it.

The hands of dozens of strong men trembled, and the magic wheel reflected the uneasiness in their hearts in the roar, as if they were wailing.

"Quick, stop him, you can succeed in a moment......" Holding the Yin Wind Extinguished, a strange aura, full of peculiarities, only a foot away from Yang Zhen.

The sharpness seems to be unbreakable, and Yang Zhen's unparalleled strength around him is not in his eyes.

There is an inexplicable temptation in the divine body that makes that person crazy, although such a cultivator's cultivation is lower than his own, but once the Yin Wind Destruction is truly successful, then the promotion of him will be huge, because only at that time can he fight with the person in front of him, and even get the thing that the Nine Hall Envoy explained.

Therefore, the man knew in his heart that time was a race against time, and perhaps it was just that little bit of time.

The flames were all over the sky, and there was a feeling that black clouds were about to destroy the city, which made people chill.

Dozens of strong people are also measuring, after all, life is their own, and no one is willing to give their lives in vain.

Such a sword, once it really falls, no one can stop it. At least they, the powerhouses of the Mountain Building Realm Sixfold Realm, can't stop them.

The blood-red sword light was wrapped in fiery red, and even the sword intent space three feet in front of Yang Ning was changing color.

Blooming in the midst of slaughter, like a flower in the dawn.

Bloody and enjoyable.

In Yang Ning's heart, he is as eternal as iron, and he does not have the slightest wave because of excessive killing.

Killing is a cruel way. But the killing at this moment is the most worthwhile.

Because of love, he killed, so Yang Ning did not waver in the slightest.

The sword momentum is still the same, and the speed of falling is very slow.

The slow ones make people see the track, and the slow ones make people feel that they can avoid them.

However, in the sword light, there seems to be a strange mystery, which is clearly visible but cannot be avoided.

With the killing sword in his hand, Yang Ning finally unleashed the seven-step killing sword.

Triggering the dual foundation of the Purple Mansion and the Sea of Knowledge, the power of a sword is shocking.

"Yang Zhen, hold on to ......" Yang Ning roared, reminding Yang Zhen.

"Ah......h

……

Blood splattered, like water falling on a solid stone, splattering in all directions.

In less than a breath, more than a dozen strong people disappeared in the rain of blood.

The power of this sword is enough to make a strong man who has survived the five decays of heaven and man hate. Not to mention the powerhouses of these who only have the sixfold realm of the mountain building realm.

The encirclement that surrounded Yang Zhen lost more than a dozen strong people at once, and it was torn apart in an instant.

Whew......

The magic wheel roared, and dozens of demon shadows formed a possible wind, shooting towards the flames that enveloped Yang Ning from different angles.

Until this moment, the strong people present finally understood that this sword must be made to make them exert all their strength, only in this way can they be stopped, otherwise everyone present may be hated.

Furious energy, lingering around the flames.

The whistling magic wheel constantly impacted the sword.

In stopping the advance of the Killing Sword, even if it takes a fraction of a minute, it can also make the cultivation of the person who is about to hit by the Yin Wind Extinguishing be improved.

Don't fight for eternity, seize the day, only race for minutes.

But even this minute is difficult to achieve.

The divine edge of the sword killing seems to be unbreakable, and dozens of magic wheels can't stay in the slightest.

Like the breath of destruction, it shatters everything.

While...... While...... While......

A series of breaking sounds, piercing and abnormal.

At the same time, the piercing sound was accompanied by screams, and the sound of annihilation was ......

The sword is unstoppable.

Bite!

In an instant, it came to the top of the Yin Wind Extinguishment.

It was lying on Yang Zhen's chest.

And the yin wind is sharp, and it can no longer be gold.

The sharpness at this moment was only less than an inch away from Yang Zhen's divine body.

"Ah......h

The strong man who controlled the Yin Wind Extinction roared, full of unwillingness, only one inch away, he could improve his strength and absorb the divine body.

One inch has become a barrier that cannot be broken.

Blocked by the blade of the Killing Sword.

Yang Ning's figure was in the flames, looking at Yang Zhen's miserable state, and said, "Leave it to me." ”

This is a commitment, but also a kind of trust from the bottom of the hearts of the two.

Yang Zhen didn't say a word, he directly crossed his knees in the air and used a short time to recover.

The killing sword flipped over, and the divine blade turned straight ninety degrees, and the blade was aimed at the sharpness of Yin Feng Annihilation.

Wow!

A bang rang out.

The yin wind that terrified the entire sixteen countries of Surabaya was extinguished and shattered in an instant.

The chain instantly lost its supporting strength and fell down.

The inverted aura was swallowed by the flames and scattered between heaven and earth.

"Die!" Yang Ning restrained his anger and released his killing intent, and swept away with a sword of fear.

Although the sword momentum of the seven-step lore sword has been exhausted, with the blessing of the ninth-order murderer's soul fire, even if it is just a simple sword sweep, it is enough to destroy the heavens and the earth.

This is the suppression of the rank, and this is the strength of the ninth-order beast soul fire.

With destruction, burn everything.

The magic wheel is broken, and the chains are broken.

In less than an instant, the strong man was counterattacked.

The magic wheel is the natal thing of every disciple of Yin Wind Valley, and Yin Wind Destruction is connected to their hearts, once it is broken, there will be a strong backlash, and at this moment, the two sides are even more undying.

Take advantage of his illness and ask for his life.

Mixed element sword.

The giant blood-red sword took shape in an instant and flew out.

Burst......

A sword was extinguished, and the faint death qi directly entered the person's body, directly extinguishing the vitality.

Blood rained all over the sky, splashing on Yang Ning's face and clothes......

After a sword, Yang Ning hurriedly swallowed nearly twenty spirit crystals to restore his own consumption.

Although the temporary crisis is gone, today's battle is not over, and today's tragedy continues.

The death of Feng Feiyang and Feng Xing'er, and the death of Jun Yuyu all made Yang Ning's heart ache.

The Northern Xuan Sword Sect didn't give him much, and even many people didn't like him, but Yang Ning had to accept the love of those seven powerhouses.

At this moment, Yang Ning didn't even know if he could survive this big battle.

It's a short time, but recovery is essential.

After all, he was just a powerhouse who only had the peak of the dual realm of the mountain building realm.

And around Yang Zhen and Yang Ning, there were no less than fifty strong men around, but after seeing Yang Ning's sword just now, they trembled and didn't dare to step forward.

Above the sword body, the cracks that appeared, under Ling Tianjue's recovery, quickly disappeared, but because of the overdraft of the sword, Yang Ning was extremely weak.

Yang Ning didn't care much, and directly crossed his knees in the air, Ling Tianjue was running wildly in his body.

Bursts of thunder reverberated through the bodies of the two.

"They're at the end of the crossbow......"

But the strong man who speaks is even doubting whether what he says is true.

These two are so perverted. A person's divine body is unparalleled, especially that momentum, which can tear apart any powerhouse of the same level. One person was invincible with a divine sword, and in less than an instant, nearly fifty strong men were buried.

No one dared to act rashly.

"You go to ......," a person next to him couldn't help but sneer.

"......" At the same time, the companions around him were also sneering.

A sword shattered nearly fifty strong men, with such strength, no one can guarantee whether the two of them have the strength to fight again.

For a while, this place, bounded by the square, the most middle of the square, briefly entered silence.

However, there is still fighting around, blood is everywhere, and strong people are falling all the time.

Between the Yin Wind Valley and the Flowing Cloud Country, there was already a feud, and after killing to such an extent, no one was willing to stop.

Only the other party will die.

Of the tens of thousands of iron horsemen, there are less than 5,000 left at the moment.

It speaks of cruelty, but also of fierceness.

"I hate, I hate......" In front of Yunhou Mansion, Yunhou is also fighting bloodily, but Yunhou Mansion has become history so far.

The lord of Liuyun Country did not have the slightest compassion, and directly wiped out the entire Yunhou Mansion, leaving only Yunhou and Old Yunhou at this moment.

Compared with Yunhou Mansion, Xiangguo Mansion is not equal, and it is carrying out a tragic extermination operation.

The old lord may not make a move against these two because of his feelings, but the lord of the country has no scruples.

The power of the royal family was finally shown in this big war.

The blood coagulated, stained Liuyun City red, and flowed into rivers everywhere.

The fall of every strong man will grow the river of blood in a pool of blood.

And above the sky, dozens of strong people are constantly shuttling between dimensional space and reality.

Their strength is too strong to be tolerated by the real world, but every time they enter the dimensional space, they will soon tear apart the dimensional space, and they will not be able to stay for long.

Compared with these powerhouses at the peak of the mountain-building realm, the battle between Weisi, Wuyang, the Five Hall Envoys and Ding Mo was much simpler.

Every time you make a move, it is mysterious, and it is extremely profound.

Ding Mo fought the three of them alone with one hand, and seemed to be at ease.

The two extremely cold Dharma Phases, turning into tall figures, trampled on Ding Mo, but Ding Mo did not panic at all, and pointed out with one hand, the two figures were fixed in the air, unable to move a single bit.

The five hall envoys and the strong people they brought were also attacking and killing Ding Mo, and countless demon wheels were roaring, but they were within three zhang range of Ding Mo's body, and they could only be bounced back, unable to form any danger.

"Blue Moon Mystery!" Before he shot with all his might, between the double-edged swords of Qingyue, a vast and mysterious force slashed down.

is not only desperate, but also fighting for life and death.

Such a strong man can only have a chance of winning if he does his best.

The chill is terrifying, even the sun has to avoid the edge temporarily.

Wu Yang directly embodied the mystery, like Xuan Bing, with the blue moon on his head, shining on the four fields, turning the surrounding thousands of miles into a green moon chill, attacking and killing Ding Mo.

But Ding Mo seemed to ignore it at all.

Holding up a bell with one hand, the energy is all over the place, there is no attack from beginning to end, and he is on the defensive, very confident.

The sound of the bell's body, densely covered with runes, and all kinds of textures are clearly visible, wrapping itself.

Rumble!

Rumble!

The waves were all around, but Ding Mo in the center was still standing in the wind, and he couldn't see any changes.

"This is ......" Wei Si felt that he had greatly estimated Ding Mo's strength, but now it seemed that he still underestimated this person's cultivation.

Simply invincible.