In the collision, the huge sword shadow was extremely terrifying, even if it was the cold of the galaxy, it would have to split a hole.

Yang Pi's body is intertwined with anger and ruthlessness, constantly pouring into Chongjun.

However, Qingyue's law and Qing Zhen were integrated, like a hard turtle shell, Yang Pi's knife had no effect, and even between the intertwining of power, Qing Zhen actually began to sneak attack again.

Yang Pi snorted coldly and said, "Qingyue Gate is all such goods? A contemptuous gaze, glaring at Qing Zhen.

Qing Zhen was completely unmoved, and his figure gradually emerged from the law, and said: "Strength is the last word, and I just pay attention to the result, as for the process, what can I do?" ”

The Qingyue double-edged sword is based on the Qingyue Method, and Qingzhen is completely invincible, which makes Qingzhen's confidence soar.

Especially Yang Pi's terrifying knife just now, it made Qing Zhen even more determined, as long as he dragged it long enough, then he would definitely be able to consume Yang Pi to death.

The natural knife bones, coupled with the heart of the swordsman, made Qing Zhen jealous.

"What a set of hypocritical rhetoric." Yang Pi was a little weak, he was already almost full strength, but the other party's Qingyue Law was too terrifying, and with the knife momentum of the heavy sword, it was impossible to break it.

Is it all that can be done like this? Yang Pi was anxious.

No, if this continues, the other party's consumption is very small, and as time goes by, you will definitely consume a lot, which is not good for yourself.

However, in the face of the Qingyue Law Phase, he was really powerless.

At this moment, Yang Pi suddenly thought of someone.

Yang Ning, especially Yang Ning's sword drawing technique, although this sword technique looks extremely rough, but every time the power erupts, in a short period of time, even Yang Pi has palpitations.

Knife? Sword?

Yang Pi fell into deep thought.

The knife is different from the sword, paying more attention to the big opening and closing, and the knife is more inclined to power, a knife is like a mountain and a river, and a knife shatters everything.

But the sword is different, the sword can burst in an instant, and the sword can be condensed in one point.

In other words, the sword momentum was soaring all the way, but the sword momentum exploded in an instant.

However, in between, they are both unique characteristics among cultivators.

But Yang Pi firmly believes that this is not the difference between a knife and a sword, and if he wants to find a way to break through the Qingyue Law from the knife and the sword, he still needs to study deeply.

And Yang Ning's sword drawing technique is the best example, pouring a little bit in an instant, and instantly bursting out with several times the strength of the sword momentum, this is the biggest feature of Yang Ning's sword technique.

But is it okay to have a heavy sword?

Yang Pi was skeptical.

Because between the swords, the difference is too great.

But apart from this, what method do you have to be able to break through this turtle-like blue moon phase?

Sword Drawing ...... Sword Drawing ......

Yang Pi's mind kept echoing the picture of Yang Ning once practicing this sword skill.

The sword is an extension of the arm, and you can unite the human sword, so you can already find such a balance point, so that the sword can be condensed in the blade, and this is also the essence and essentials of Yang Ning's sword drawing technique.

The knife was sheathed, and the cyan robe gradually calmed down, pondering.

Qing Zhen could only shrink into it, unwilling to look too much, Yang Pi's knife was too terrifying, and his Qingyue double-edged sword was completely uncontrollable, but now seeing Yang Pi actually began to ponder, he couldn't help but doubt in his heart, after all, such a Tianjiao could not be so quiet for no reason.

Always be on guard, the Qingyue Law Aspect has been integrated with oneself, and the consumption of oneself is minimal.

For a moment, the Baizhang space seemed to be completely silent.

On the other side, the battle of Miao Gu Holy Maiden Yuxiang was much simpler. The fingers are entwined, vivid, like a flower in full bloom, especially the battle scene, which gives people a pleasing feeling.

"It's so beautiful......" The opponent was completely calm and couldn't extricate himself.

A faint fragrance made the opponent unable to parry at all, and soon he didn't conquer it, and even the incense didn't use much force, so the other party left the throne willingly.

The sound of the hollow valley is like an orchid, which makes people reverie.

"Famous flowers and two countries are happy......"

A blooming flower, you can't see your face, but the graceful figure is enough, and the graceful and delicate shadow makes the person on the throne completely unable to extricate herself.

"I can't imagine that the dignified Mao Yongyi still can't escape the poisonous hands of the saint Yuxiang."

"Mao Yongyi, the most outstanding disciple of Qihan Pavilion, is said to have practiced penance for ten years and finally became what he is today, but now it seems that it is average."

"No, you're wrong......"

"Wrong?"

"Wrong." The person who spoke paused, and then said: "Mao Yongyi is not weak, it is said that he is above the Bai Xiaosheng rankings, which is enough to rank in the top two hundred, but alas, the opponent is the Holy Maiden of Miao Valley. ”

"Moreover, Mao Yongyi's strength is very strong, but after ten years of hard work, his actual combat experience is worse after all."

"This throne, but it's already in the thirteenth ......"

"The Holy Maiden of Miao Valley, naturally there is more than that."

As the figure of Hongxiang gradually dimmed, a blooming stamen completely disrupted Mao Yongyi's heart.

After all, the penance cultivation still couldn't resist the practice of redundant incense, and he was taken off the throne and left the Baizhang space here.

The saint is out of the world, and the breath of dust is like a clear water hibiscus, which makes people pity, and Mao Yongyi just now is even more weird about defeat, which makes many people puzzled, after all, but before he started, Mao Yongyi directly failed, such a battle picture is really unacceptable.

But those who understand understand that the practice of the Holy Maiden is too weird.

And at the back of the throne, Yang Ning had fought fifteen battles in a row, and in each battle, the killing sword started with the sword light of drawing the sword, and even two people couldn't take the next sword at all, and they were directly defeated.

"Yang Ning, you can take a break......" Qiang Rong knew that he couldn't be persuaded, but he still had to persuade. In the past, it was not that no one had done this, but they all failed, you must know that being able to fight all the way up from the mountains and rivers to the palace of the king already represents that this person is extraordinary, not to mention that such a battle is extremely consuming to yourself.

After the sword, the heart of the sword is clear.

Yang Ning is going to march in this direction, but the sword heart is clear, it needs endless battles, only by experiencing the killing of the sword, only by experiencing the sword tempering, only in this way, can we truly understand the sword heart, in order to truly understand the mind of the sword.

Yang Ning is realizing the sword at the moment, and the killing sword is no better than other spirit swords, its own past is the cultivation history of a sword, which is why Yang Ning wants to completely release the killing sword in the killing sword.

"Out of the way." Yang Ning broke through the sixteenth throne space.

And not far away, a white shadow emerged, in Bai Xiaosheng's hand, the white wall was ready at any time, it seemed that for others to come, the very important battle of the king was completely insignificant to him, and it seemed that only the ranking above the white wall was his real core.

"I can't imagine that Ning Zun will not follow the old path, and he will rise with a sword." Although Bai Xiaosheng didn't know what Yang Ning had experienced, there must have been something unusual about being able to make this powerhouse who once stood at the top of the world give up his previous cultivation path.

"But, why doesn't there be any news about Ning Zun in Shenzhou?" Bai Xiaosheng was puzzled.

One hundred thrones, each of which represents the king of a certain field, is not only a symbol of strength, but also the honor of identity.

Although it is only a battle of the king, Tianjiao, who can enter it, as long as it does not fall, will definitely shine in Liangzhou in the future.

Dongfang Ye is also in a fierce battle at the moment, the strength of the opponent makes him gradually a little powerless, but Dongfang Ye never gives up, his bare upper body, two wolf patterns continue to emerge, and a murderous aura is becoming more and more terrifying.

"Are you from the Eastern Wolf Clan?" It seems that he recognized the origin of Dongfang Ye.

"If you want to fight all over the battle, what nonsense?" Dongfang Ye turned into a swift warrior, waving his fists and howling in the wind.

"The Oriental Wolf Clan, five hundred years ago, was forced to retreat by the strong, and had no choice but to retreat, and I didn't expect that five hundred years later, it would actually reappear in the rivers and lakes." This person knows that his guess is right, because according to legend, the body of the Oriental wolf clan is engraved with wolf patterns, and when fighting, he incarnates as a wolf king and has extraordinary combat effectiveness, and this wolf king is the incarnation of a blue wolf, as long as he grows up, he is the ten major gods, and he must temporarily avoid the edge.

Dongfang Ye roared.

"Whew!"

Echoing in the hundred zhang space, he jumped like a real blue wolf and pounced on the enemy.

"However, before the blue wolf grows up, it is only a cub after all......" In the face of Chang Xiao, there was no panic, and the sword in his hand slashed out with sword light.

"Cubs?" Dongfang Ye was angry, and actually said that he was a cub, and the wolf patterns on his body gradually condensed, and the real blue wolf came.

"Howling Moon."

Dongfang Ye was furious, and only drinking the enemy's blood was the end.

The blue wolf roared in the moon, his eyes were empty, and only the enemy remained.

There is only the enemy in his eyes, even if the opponent's sword skills are unmatched.

A sword light cold Kyushu.

The wolf fist and the sword shadow collided in the air.

Thundered......

The sound of the explosion came, and the figures of the two of them shook, and they were actually indistinguishable.

"I can't imagine that your wolf pattern has evolved to such an extent, you can't be left behind." Above the sword light, killing intent was revealed.

"Kill me?"

"Whew!" With a long roar again, a pair of silver moons appeared in his eyes, and a wolf shadow gradually formed.

Oh......

On the throne, a terrifying aura gradually enveloped the other party.

"Evil animal, still not ambushed?" It seems that the boy with the sword wants to kill Dongfang Ye.

"As a disciple of the Divine Sword Sect, you should work hard for the peace of the world." The sword shadow was fierce, and in the midst of the ruthlessness, the sword skills gushed out.

The other party is none other than the Divine Sword Sect's Shocking Sail.

"Excalibur leads to thunder." High in the sky, thunderbolts exploded.

"A bunch of lackeys of the Qingyue Gate, how can they punish the heavens?" The reason why Dongfang Ye found Jingfan was precisely because of Yang Ning, as a friend, he should help.

It's just that Dongfang Ye didn't expect that Jingfan, who was almost killed by Yang Zhen in seconds, actually made a breakthrough in a short period of time, and was stronger than two days ago.

"Royal!" Jing Fan was angry, as a disciple of the Divine Sword Sect, especially after the battle that day, he transformed in adversity, and even did not hesitate to use secret methods, after his spirit sword collapsed, he was reborn in adversity, so he had today's strength, but he didn't want to meet the people of the Eastern Wolf Clan who almost subverted the entire Liangzhou five hundred years ago.

The thunder exploded, and above the spirit sword, two silver dragons flashed, and the terrifying Heavenly Dao aura was strong.

"Blue wolf blood, howling moon soul." In Dongfang Ye's eyes, the two silver moons burst out with a cold glow, and with the two fists dispatched, even if he faced the Divine Sword Thunder Command, one of the four major sword techniques of the Divine Sword Sect, he did not panic at all.

The swiftness of the figure is amazing, even compared to Yang Ning's swallow swing, it is not much better.

This is also the characteristic of Dongfang Ye as an Oriental wolf clan, which can explode at a terrifying speed in a short period of time.

And what Dongfang Ye has to do is to defeat the Amazing Sail at the moment when the thunder falls, otherwise when the thunder falls, Dongfang Ye himself will fall into a bitter battle.

Although he is not afraid of thunder, this is the power of the Heavenly Dao after all, and the terror in it cannot be measured at will.

The silver moon rose, mixed with Dongfang Ye's figure, striking nearly twenty zhang, and instantly approached.

The thunder hasn't fallen yet, and this is his chance.

But Dongfang Ye still underestimated the strength of Jingfan, it should not be said that he underestimated the transformation of Jingfan in the past two days.

The thunder instantly accelerated, like a dragon soaring, tilting down.

Rumble......

Boom bang.

The forces are intertwined.

Between the fist and the thunder, sparks splattered, and countless ripples rippled like water waves.

The two figures were constantly forced to retreat, constantly impacted by the aftermath of terror.

The wolf pattern emerged, constantly resisting the aftermath.

Jing Fan was also working hard, and the power of his fists intertwined made his sword hand tremble.