Zhu Yuan crossed his chest with a sword, pointed at Gai Zitian, and said slightly: "Miscellaneous, there is a kind of coming again." ”

The sword domain released by the cloudless sword pattern, the powerful killing power, constituted an indescribable sword aura, permeating the entire heaven and earth, enveloping Zhu Yuan, making his figure completely disappear into the void.

He is like the moon hidden in the clouds, controlling all living beings and preventing them from making the slightest disturbance.

Strict, solemn, calm, and lonely, it is like the state of a student who checks his college entrance examination results on the Internet.

Gai Zitian carelessly suffered a loss, but he didn't care, wood-based energy appeared all over his body, with infinite murderous aura and killing intent, revealing bloodthirsty eyes, looking at Zhu Yuan's half-black face, clenching the hilt of the sword, pointing at Zhu Yuan with his sword, and saying, "You kid, you are very kind." I hope you'll have that temper in three minutes. ”

Roar.

There were qi-breaking sword marks all over his body, meandering and swimming, all of them appeared from his body, bursting out, and the energy made everyone feel a sense of pressure and coercion.

Even the god-level powerhouses felt a slight pressure.

The terrifying nature of the sword qi can be seen.

Wu Qiankun felt bad, his body was close, the Xuanhuang sword was unsheathed, and said: "Gai Zitian, you'd better stay calm, if you dare to make a move, I will be the first to spare you." ”

"Haha...... Who are you? If you don't want to die, get out of the way. Otherwise, I'll make you regret it. Gai Zitian was not afraid at all, but rose to the challenge and spoke aggressively.

The Xuanhuang Sword let out a "Zheng" sound, and a powerful sword qi fluctuation erupted, approaching Gai Zitian.

Wu Xiancheng said suddenly: "Qiankun, stop." ”

At this moment, the old naughty boy coughed and smiled, waved his big hand, blocked the fluctuation of sword qi, and said, "You young man, you have a really big temper." However, this is not your world. ”

When Wu Qiankun heard this, he didn't think so, but smiled and said, "Yes, I want to see how good you are." ”

Zhu Yuan could naturally see the changes here, he stepped forward, came to Wu Qiankun's side, and said to him: "Qiankun, you step aside, this battle belongs only to me." ”

"Zhu Yuan, you are stupid. You can't be his opponent. Wu Qiankun said.

"That's just you don't know me. ”

"How is it possible, I know you better than you do. You're really no match for him. Stop. ”

"Qiankun, step aside. I don't need anyone's help. Zhu Yuan coughed and smiled, squinted at Gai Zitian, revealing a powerful sword qi, and countless sharp sword qi rushed out of him and headed towards Gai Zitian.

Wu Qiankun's eyes flashed with a strange light, and he remembered many things in his heart, he knew very well, this battle would happen sooner or later, and even he knew the ending, the only thing he could do now was to finish the work.

"Okay, Zhu Yuan, once you are in danger, I will take action. ”

Wu Qiankun looked at everyone, and a dragon's breath appeared in the Xuanhuang Sword, and he said: "I advise you not to make a move, and watch quietly, otherwise, the Xuanhuang Sword in my hand will never forgive any of you." Remember it for me. ”

The sound of the dragon's breath became stronger and stronger, even surpassing the power of Wu Xiancheng and the old urchin's charm.

Wu Qiankun's face was serious, and his voice was like a thunderstorm, which exploded in everyone's ears and made a rumbling sound.

All the god-endowed monks felt oppression, and it was the pressure from the powerful Breaking Qi and the Essence.

"How can this be? How do I feel, pressure from the dragons?"

"Ancient Dragon Clan, could this sword be the real Xuanhuang Dragon Sword? ”

"It should not be the sword, but the one who bears the sword. ”

......

The god-level powerhouses exchanged heads and whispered, all discussing the origin of Wu Qiankun.

No one knows why.

Wu Qiankun's eyes swept over everyone one by one, turned around, and everyone looked at his back, undoubtedly not seeing a real dragon shadow appear.

There was a gasp.

This is the real deterrence, the deterrence from the ancient gods, the dragons.

When they saw the dragon shadow, the god-level powerhouses all took a step back, retreated, and made way for Gai Zitian and Zhu Yuan.

Even the Zunmen woman didn't dare to make a sound, silently took a step back and stopped talking.

Zhu Yuan smiled at the corner of his mouth, looked at the dragon clan, sighed in his heart, and said, "Your identity is really mysterious." ”

Gai Zitian sneered and said, "The people who are in the way are gone." The show is only now beginting. Zhu Yuan, be ready to accept your death. ”

"Haha, many people have told me this, but none of them have succeeded. I don't think you're surprised. ”

"Arrogant, I just don't know how long you can keep it?"

Gai Zitian had lost his patience, the wound on his chest and his broken clothes made him angry to the extreme, and he couldn't suppress it.

What he wants to do most at the moment, and the only thing he wants to do, is: kill someone.

The charm of the green rain reappeared, driving the heavens and the earth to break through the holes, and setting off the whole sky green, as if the spring god was coming, paving the earth with a layer of divine light.

I saw Gai Zitian move the hilt of the sword slightly, his body shuttled through it, his fingers pinched out the sword technique, and in the Qingyu charm, a divine sword appeared directly.

The divine sword is cyan, about thirty meters long, penetrating the heavens and the earth, and slamming straight out, with fluctuations unique to the revival of all things on it, and at the blade of the sword, light waves appear, full of killing intent, and everyone can feel the killing aura and huge energy fluctuations inside.

There is reason to believe that as long as you touch it slightly, you will die in an instant below the three mountains, which is by no means a lie.

Zhu Yuan didn't dare to be careless, he unleashed a powerful force, slightly changed the law of the void, let out a muffled snort, and a divine square appeared on his body, and countless shadows bloomed on it, emitting divine light.

The Cloudless Sword seemed to have received the order, and rose into the air slightly, standing on Zhu Yuan's body, all the murderous aura was restrained, without half a point of fluctuation, as if an iron-blooded man saw his family, revealing iron-clad tenderness.

In less than a minute, a sword pattern emitted from the Cloudless Sword, appearing in the sword domain, merging with the previous twenty or thirty sword patterns.

The power of the sword pattern technique was suddenly shocked, and a huge energy suddenly appeared, forcing the cyan divine sword to shoot.

The speed of the cyan divine sword suddenly slowed down, but there was no sign of stopping.

Gai Zitian was full of Shen Yun, resisting the Sword Domain, and the cyan Divine Sword set off towards the Sword Domain step by step, the tip of the sword was like a mountaintop, straight into the Shen Yun.

The Cloudless Sword emitted another sword pattern, causing the heavens and the earth to fluctuate.

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The sound that resounded in the sky directly hit the Excalibur, but it did not have the slightest effect, and turned into nothingness.

The Excalibur had a monstrous momentum, and it was still ten meters away from coming to the Sword Domain.

The powerful energy made the Sword Pattern Technique tremble slightly, and it felt like it might shatter at any moment.

Zhu Yuan waved his hands, holding the Cloudless Sword, frantically entering the broken qi to resist the attack of the Divine Sword.

His efforts pale in appearance, and the Excalibur carries an energy that cannot be disobeyed, it is a true Ancient Excalibur, and the will above is obedience and submission, without resistance and disobedience.

Gai Zitian was engrossed in the divine sword, his face was peaceful, and the whole person listened to Xianlun, not emitting the slightest deterrent, but like a messenger to save the world.

He was not flustered, his movements changed from fast before, to very slow, slow like a turtle, and finally, in the eyes of others, there was no movement, and the divine sword advanced so slightly, directly inserting into Zhu Yuan's sword domain.

Zhu Yuan's face was embarrassed, and his mouth moved slightly, as if he had suffered bitter gall.

His muscles were exposed, his teeth were gritted, and he resisted the Excalibur.

As the minutes ticked by, everything seemed to slow down, there was no sound and no shadow.

All that remained was the sound of heartbeats and breathing.

Among them, Zhu Yuan's breathing was the heaviest and fastest.

He already felt the pressure, the pressure that was everywhere and all the time, eating away at him at any time, making him clearly feel how close death was to him.

This is Zhu Yuan's current state.

But he didn't give up, the cloudless sword made a clanging sound, and with the sound, sword patterns erupted one after another, blessed in the sword domain, but he couldn't resist the speed of the divine sword's advance.

Ten minutes passed.

The divine sword was only five meters away from Zhu Yuan, and Zhu Yuan could feel the sharp momentum and killing intent on it.

Gai Zitian always looked at Zhu Yuan relaxedly, showing a slanted smile, as if he was strangling an ant.

As the cyan divine sword advanced, the power above it became more and more powerful, like a huge mountain, driving thousands of troops and horses to slowly walk towards Zhu Yuan's side, piercing into his throat and taking away his life force.

The pressure was innumerable, Zhu Yuan's fingers trembled more and more, he breathed quickly, and his heart seemed to have a motor.

He had clearly felt the threat of death, and the coming of death.

Zhu Yuan still insisted that the sword patterns had always appeared, and at least forty or fifty sword patterns were combined.

A few more minutes later.

A thud appeared in the sky.

The fluctuations made everyone take half a step backwards, whether it was a god-level or many geniuses.

The energy inside was like a tidal wave, tilting out, shining brightly, filling the sky, for a long time, lasting for three minutes before gradually disappearing.

Everyone looked at the light and couldn't believe their eyes, they suspected that they were wrong.

The Excalibur and the sword pattern touched together, forming two high walls that were level with the sky, pointing directly at the resistance.

The tip of the Excalibur sword burst out with energy that turned the heavens and the earth into cyan energy, and unreservedly attacked the killing aura composed of forty or fifty sword patterns, and two waves of light suddenly appeared.

One green and one white, entangled.

The sword technique in Zhu Yuan's hand was still the same, and he didn't dare to change it in the slightest.

The Divine Fang in the body seemed to be motionless, and energy continued to appear, and the Cloudless Sword was about to merge with the Divine Fang.

Once combined, according to the records of the gods, unparalleled energy will burst out, and the sword pattern technique will obtain even more violent energy.

This is Zhu Yuan's last hope.

After a full three minutes, one blue and one white light wave appeared.

A scream appeared in the air.

Zhu Yuan retreated three hundred meters with the Shenfang Cloudless Sword, and those wounds that had not recovered were reopened, bleeding blood, staining his red clothes, and with a trail of white light, Zhu Yuan showed his body.

There was a bloody glint in his eyes, and he looked at the majestic figure in front of him.

Gai Zitian was not injured in the slightest, as if he was standing upright in the air.

"Prepare to accept death. Zhu Yuan"

"Foolish dreams. ”

"I really don't see the Yellow River. ”

Zhu Yuan didn't know where the power appeared, advanced a hundred meters, and continued to confront Qingyu Shen Yun.

With his hands behind his back, his fists clenched, he was trying to hold on.

The spirit grass frantically entered the broken qi, making him worry-free.

But there are times when everything runs out, and psychic grass is no exception.

A trace of blood emerged from Zhu Yuan's hairline, and it was hot and red, emitting a burst of bloody smell.

Zhu Yuan's right index finger was dyed a little, his tongue licked it, and let out a chuckle.

"You're wrong. My show is only now begining. ”

"Remember, this is me, Zhu Yuan said. ”