"Stand back, you're no match." Yang Chen nodded slightly to Cen Ying and Shi Shang, and then stepped forward, holding the Streamer Divine Sword in his hand and spreading it horizontally, but saw the streamer on the sword flickering, like a dragon coiling. As he took a step, Yang Chen's momentum gradually increased, as if his pocket was full of qi and he was about to fly. Sure enough, after taking ten steps, Yang Chen suddenly soared up, like a great peng spreading his wings, like a harrier turning over, the sword light flashed sharply in the twisting of his body, and a sword qi slashed towards the black dragon demon moon.

The black dragon demon moon raised her eyebrows lightly, smiled coldly, and let out a slight laugh from her mouth, and the black long sword in her hand floated up like a wicker in the breeze, and a sword qi was born silently towards Yang Chen. With a "bang", the sword qi collided, like a mountain cracking, and a strong air flow surged in all directions. Yang Chen was like a flowing cloud floating upwards with the surging air current, and the Streamer Divine Sword in his hand glowed silver in the sunlight. The black dragon demon moon squinted her eyes slightly, a cold face floated on her face, and the black long sword in her hand surged out a faint halo, which looked even more cold in the sun.

The Black Dragon Demon Moon stared at Yang Chen's face, as if she wanted to pierce his soul. The glimmer of light spread in this star field, and it looked even more frantic against the backdrop of the sword qi. I only heard the sound of a dragon's groan, and then a black figure pierced through the sky, and the long sword in the hand of the black dragon demon moon was already wrapped in black streamers, like a cold moonlight in the darkness, the long sword was like a black dragon that broke through the sky, and the roar stirred up layers of killing intent.

Yang Chen's body was still slowly climbing, and there was not much left of the previous sword qi agitation power. There was a violent and fierce sword qi shooting out from below, Yang Chen's heart was like water, and his arms stretched out like a kite fluttering in the wind. Just when the ascending power was exhausted, Yang Chen's hands were folded, his head and feet swirled down, and the Streamer Divine Sword was like a streamer of light swept across the sky, and the sword qi enveloped the entire sky. The eyes of the black dragon demon moon shrank sharply, this sword was very wonderful, the sharp sword qi pierced the sky, and there was a chill that could not be extricated. The vitality in his hand surged, and the momentum on the black long sword was even stronger, and the sword qi that gushed out was like layers of Lang tide coming from each other.

"Hum—" There was a faint hiss, like a sword cutting through the cloth. With the surging sound, the black sword qi was like a mushroom cutting through it, turning into two pieces. The Black Dragon Demon Moon, who was under the sword qi, felt a trace of coolness slashing in front of him, and when he looked back, a few pieces of cloth flew down, and several holes appeared in the clothes, if he hadn't avoided it quickly, he might have been split in half by now. The smile on the face of the Black Dragon Demon Moon quietly disappeared, and then a layer of frost floated, and a circle of blood appeared in his eyes, and a bloodthirsty feeling erupted. Under the shock of the sword qi, the two of them were suddenly separated, but the shape changed sharply, Yang Chen was in the lower position, and the Black Dragon Demon Moon was already in the upper position.

Yang Chen knew that there was a huge gap between himself and the Black Dragon Demon Moon, especially in terms of Yuan Li, it was not easy to take advantage of the winning side, and he had to move back to the unfavorable situation in the sword style, although he had just broken the dead end, it was also unexpected, how easy was it to win the Black Dragon Demon Moon steadily? At this time, the body figure was still thinking about the sword intent when he entered the Nebula Realm, and the sword styles of the Thunder Venerable and the Black Dragon Demon Moon that had been peeped from the cliff peak before this were also integrated into it and referred to each other, if others were in this instant, they would not be able to gain anything, but Yang Chen's mind was sensitive, and the more he came to this critical moment, the more calm his mind became, and the simple move just now was already flashing in his mind.

Suddenly, the wind above his head was like a tide, Yang Chen looked up and saw that the black dragon demon moon turned into a black image and fell like a meteor, and the surrounding air was compressed and burst, making a dull roar, like a tide overflowing, breaking the embankment. His figure was like a stray arrow, it looked like it was falling straight down, but it seemed to cut off all eight sides around him, and Yang Chen couldn't dodge in either direction. Yang Chen's figure flickered, like a gust of wind suddenly disappeared, and only a chaotic air flow remained in that place.

The Black Dragon Demon Moon was still falling, and it didn't seem to notice that Yang Chen had already wandered away. Yang Chen suddenly revealed his figure a hundred meters away, and suddenly felt the sound of breaking wind coming from the top of his head, he saw that the black dragon demon moon was still above his head, as if he was staying in place, the humming sound of the black long sword pierced through the air and came into his ears, like a swarm of bees flying over to make his mind crazy, and the streamer of the black long sword was clearly visible, Yang Chen was already frightened in his heart, the technique of escaping the sky did not have the slightest effect in front of the black dragon demon moon, could it be that this space was also imprisoned by him? It was at this moment that Yang Chen suddenly found that the sword style of the Black Dragon Demon Moon was so familiar, and suddenly a spirit suddenly stirred in his mind, he found that the sword style of the Black Dragon Demon Moon was the same as the sword style he had just cast, but it was more powerful than his own.

A lot of sword styles flashed in his mind, the "Xingtian Sword Technique", the "Ziluo Sword Technique", and even the sword style of the Guiding Thunder Venerable flashed quickly, the black dragon demon moon came too fast, and Yang Chen had not yet come up with the corresponding move, and the light of the black sword also flashed between his eyebrows. The "Hum" Streamer Divine Sword suddenly slashed out, and the last thing that flashed in Yang Chen's mind was the move that corresponded to his sword before the Black Dragon Demon Moon. However, this sword looked clumsy in the eyes of the Black Dragon Demon Yue, and the trajectory of the long sword flying was like a beginner cultivator learning the sword and exposing his entire body to the sword qi.

The sword qi slashed by the Black Dragon Demon Moon was like a canopy suppressing Yang Chen below, and the sword qi shot out by Yang Chen's Streamer Divine Sword was like a flash of light under the moonlight, and the sword qi that pierced into the black canopy disappeared at that moment. "Bang" and "snort" sounded softly, and Yang Chen was thrown high like a flying stone, and blood in his mouth was splashed in the air. At the moment when the sword qi approached Yang Chen, the Black Dragon Demon Moon found that the sword qi emitted by Yang Chen suddenly turned into a soft belt and wrapped around his sword qi, just so inadvertently swirling his sword qi was like the Yangtze River bursting its embankment, and the swirling sword qi immediately pierced his arm, and at this time, several blood marks snaked down his arm.

Yang Chen was like a fallen leaf fluttering in the wind, and when he stood up, he was already a hundred zhang away, blood was constantly spurting out from his mouth, and his face was as pale as withered autumn grass. He wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, let out a chuckle, laughed a few times and coughed and gasped, spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, but there was still a look of joy between his eyebrows.

The Black Dragon Demon Moon's expression was complicated, with surprise, anger, pity, and absoluteness. He slowly raised his arm, stretched out his tongue and sucked on the undried bloodstains, feeling the saltiness of the blood, his eyes suddenly burst into a fine light, his palm clenched a little on the hilt of the sword, and his body swept out like a violent wind.

Yang Chen saw that the figure of the Black Dragon Demon Moon turned into a flowing wind, and the Dao Phantom Shadow flashed in the air, as if it had turned into countless Black Dragon Demon Moons, and in an instant, the Phantom Condensed Black Dragon Demon Moon was already approaching. Shi Shang and Cen Ying both let out exclamations, and the aura of the Black Dragon Demon Moon at this time was condensed like a wandering ghost, and the black long sword in his hand left a cold current in the air as he wandered.

Yang Chen reversed the Streamer Divine Sword behind him, and his figure stood like a weak willow standing in the wind, his clothes hunting, and his hair fluttering.

The two figures in the air were like two dragons fighting, and the sword light flew through the light and shadow, like countless mirrors hanging in the air and swaying. The clanging sound of swords echoed in the air, like a cold wind blowing on the winter snow. Shi Shang saw clearly, in an instant, the Black Dragon Demon Moon and Yang Chen had already docked more than a dozen swords, but they were all attacked by the Black Dragon Demon Moon and Yang Chen defended, at the beginning, Yang Chen was suppressed by the Black Dragon Demon Moon, but at this time, he had already turned around, although he was still defending, it was obviously much easier.

After a few moments, I suddenly heard a roar and a tremor, one like a wild goose flying high, and the other like a meteorite falling. The black dragon demon moon had countless holes in his clothes, and the body was also stained with blood, at this time, flying high in the air like a bloodthirsty mad god, the black long sword waved in his hand, and pursued Yang Chen again. Yang Chen fell to the ground suddenly, and a deep pit was smashed out of the mountain peaks, and a black figure was seen in the dust and mist.

A long roar shattered the sky, and a cold light suddenly shot out from the dust and mist. The Black Dragon Demon Moon raised his sword to resist, and there was another loud bang, but at this time, he saw the figure of the Black Dragon Demon Moon flying up, and then saw Yang Chen's figure also flying out of the dust and mist to follow the Black Dragon Demon Moon, and the sudden reversal made Cen Ying and Shi Sheng open their mouths in surprise.

The black dragon demon moon slowly stopped his body, hanging in the air like a god, his violent eyes turned red, I saw him roar angrily, the long sword volleyed in the air, his left hand was raised to his abdomen, and then slowly rose up, as if holding an extremely heavy object. When the palm of his hand reached his mouth, he saw that his mouth was open, and a red Danzhu appeared in his hand. The Black Dragon Demon Moon then spurted out a mouthful of essence blood, and the red Danzhu was suspended above the head of the Black Dragon Demon Moon, and then it rotated rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, the surrounding of the Danzhu turned red, like a sea of blood, and the Black Dragon Demon Moon was quietly suspended in the center of the sea of blood. With the rotation of the Danzhu, the starry sky seemed to vibrate, and then I saw the surrounding space objects converging around the Danzhu, swimming in the red sea of blood with the rotation of the Danzhu.

The annular hanging island also stopped spinning at this time, and slowly moved towards the sea of Danzhu blood, the gate of the golden space, and the Shenlong hanging island all trembled violently, like the annular hanging island, there were signs of movement, but Yang Chen seemed to be imprisoned by the sea of blood at this time, and his body was also floating towards the sea of blood.