Meng Yanhu is confident in his swordsmanship.

He practiced the Canglang Sword Technique, the Little Wing Wind Sword Technique, the Swimming Fish Sword Technique, the Thorn Flower Sword Technique, and the Running Thunder Sword Technique.

He once felt that if he allowed himself to unleash his sword technique, no one under the sword would be able to hold on, but this time, he found that the people under his sword were like swimming fish in the water.

Obviously there, he saw it clearly, and he didn't interfere with his swordsmanship at all, he didn't leave his hand behind his moves, and each sword seemed to be able to kill the other party, but when the sword was about to fall on him, the sword seemed to be in the water.

was swept aside by the waves that happened to be rolled up, and the people in the waves were like fish, swimming along the waves, and just dodged it.

Those people in the lower courtyard of Tiandu Mountain, seeing this scene, also showed surprise in their eyes, and some of them couldn't help but say: "Could this be Da Luo waving his sleeves?" ”

"But what kind of body is this?"

He is self-enlightened in this method, and through the "Pure Yang Treasure Book", he is like the sun, floating in the darkness, feeling the power of repulsion that is ubiquitous in the void, and the power of the dragon swimming in the "Jiaolong Xingjiang Method", and then combined with the "Imperial Qi Method", and the "Da Luo Waving Sleeves".

These are kneaded together, and this kind of body style can be waved freely in the sword light.

At the beginning, everyone could see that Zhao Yingyun still had some dangerous feelings, almost all of them were dangerously avoided, and he was almost beheaded, and the injuries on his body also appeared from the beginning.

However, slowly, everyone noticed that he began to move with ease, and his figure became more and more comfortable and chic under the sword light.

And Meng Yanhu's face became more and more ugly, he never thought that one day, someone would let him use his sword technique without making any counterattacks, and he would have no way to deal with him.

And now he feels that his sword, when it stabs Zhao Yingyun's side again and again, he has a feeling of piercing into the quagmire, and in that quagmire, there is an invisible force trying to grab his sword.

Although none of them were actually caught, he clearly felt that the power was growing.

He didn't think he was going to lose, but now he had the feeling that he might lose.

thought of what the prefect Lan Wentai said before leaving: "This time, you must not lose." ”

At this moment, everyone saw that Meng Yanhu had an extra black ring in his hand, he didn't want to drag it out any longer, he didn't want to prove his swordsmanship, he just wanted to kill the other party quickly.

He believed that as long as this Yuan Magnetic Lock Body Ring locked the opponent, he would be able to immediately cut off one of the swords.

The moment the black lock ring was taken out by him, Zhao Yingyun felt a strong danger, and then he heard the juniors and disciples in the lower courtyard on the other side shouting the word 'be careful'.

A black light had fallen.

"Go!"

Just as Meng Yanhu's voice fell, everyone saw a ball of fire gushing, and the fire was thick like a cloud of fire.

The black light could not fall when it fell on the fire cloud, and the black light was washed away by the firelight, and it turned from the state of black light into a real black ring.

Everyone can see clearly, Zhao Yingyun is holding a lamp in his hand.

The lamp is dark and mixed with blue, like a lotus seat, and the fire cloud on it is like a blooming red flower.

Meng Yanhu's face changed, his hand commanded, and the sword stabbed down again, but this time, his sword pierced into the fire cloud, and it was held up by the power in the fire cloud.

He clearly felt that when the sword entered the fire cloud, the fire cloud was like a wave, first deflecting his sword, and then a wrapped force, and then a lifting force.

The sword stab he stabbed down immediately lost its nimble power.

His sword would always fall into that kind of lingering when he stabbed him again and again, but this time, his feeling was even greater.

Just when he was thinking about what magic weapon to use again, he saw Zhao Yingyun's right hand sword finger clamped in the lamplight, and then waved.

A flash of red light was thrown out, and the speed made him frightened, and his heart tightened, and a talisman jade pendant worn around his neck immediately rushed to his chest, emitting a clear light, blocking that little bit of fire from the outside.

However, at this moment, among the fire clouds above Zhao Yingyun, two hands suddenly reached out and grabbed the black ring and sword, and dragged them in.

Meng Yanhu was shocked by Zhao Negative Yun's firelight, and the moment all his thoughts were withdrawn, Zhao Negative Yun grabbed his sword and ring with a grappling method.

He could still feel the ring and the sword, but Zhao Yingyun didn't give him much thought at all, because he had already seen Zhao Yingyun's mouth open and let out a roar, and the fire cloud in the roar seemed to suddenly come to life.

A roaring fire dragon rushed out of the fire cloud, and the fire dragon carried a wave of fire that overwhelmingly surged all over the world.

The roar entered his ears, but it seemed to rush into his heart.

"Burn!"

He saw Zhao Yingyun stretching out his hand and pointing at him, obviously the fire dragon hadn't rushed over yet, but he felt that his body was about to burn.

As soon as the mana on his body condensed, he wanted to suppress the feeling that he was about to burn in his body, and at this time, the fire dragon had already roared and rushed over, and the talisman jade pendant floating in front of him was instantly broken by the fire dragon because he did not get all the mana supply.

The fire dragon roared and pounced on Meng Yanhu's body, and his body immediately felt the scorching flames rushing on his body.

He was rushed by this fire dragon, and the mana on his body was scattered, and the whole person fell to the ground.

"Ahh

Meng Yanhu screamed.

Suddenly, there was a strange light in the void that fell towards Zhao Negative Yun, and the light came silently, and the dangerous feeling in Zhao Negative Yun's heart suddenly rose, but he couldn't react.

But at this moment, there was another cloud of blue light around him that flashed out of nothingness, and that cloud of blue light was like a shield, instantly enveloping Zhao Yingyun in it.

That strange light fell on the blue light shield, and the blue light rippled, but it did not break.

All the people have a feeling of dizziness, dazzled, and don't know where to look for a while.

But most people's eyes were still looking at Zhao Yingyun's side, because beside him there was a woman wearing a black Taoist robe and a red crown emerging from nothingness, she was propped up in front of her one hand, and a black bead floated in front of her palm, and a blue light was emitted on the bead.

"Huh!"

I only heard her sneer, and with a push of her hand, the bead turned into a cloud of dark blue light and crashed into the void in front of her, faintly, as if the waves of the sea were roaring.

The void seemed to shatter in an instant.

The splendor shines within.

A figure fell out of it and floated in the sky.

Everyone looked up and saw that the person was the prefect Lan Wentai.

When Zhao Yingyun saw him for the first time, he thought that he was Zhuji, but now he actually showed the aura of a purple mansion, and he looked at the female Taoist who appeared below with an ugly face.

The female Taoist was already standing on the low wall of the city wall, with one hand behind her, holding a pearl with blue light in the dark in the other, and looking at the sky coldly.