Seeing that dazzling Ouyang Yan exuding golden light, that momentum could simply make ordinary beings worship.

Because he is like a man of God, shining there.

Meng Wuxian's palm slapped, and it could be seen that there seemed to be a starlight vortex sweeping in the palm prints, and the terrifying power space was trembling.

Ouyang Yan's eyes cleared, the power of pure yang in his whole body surged, and the Eight Yang Sword pulled out violently.

Recite!

A rainbow-like sword sprayed, and the entire sword evaporated with dazzling golden light at this time, like a golden dragon coming to life.

As soon as his sword was sharpened, the entire space slammed into a bang, and it slammed with the palm that Meng Wuxian slapped.

The swirling sight in the palm of his hand vanished, and the whole person flew in the air before finally falling to the ground.

A terrifying impact swept out of the space where he was two confrontations, as if the space was shaking.

All the candidates were so frightened that they were scurrying, causing the radius of their battle to expand several times again.

Standing here, you can already see the magnificent city at the foot of the mountain.

A champion hat is in the air extremely high in the city, waiting for the first person to stand out to take it off.

At this time, the battle between Meng Wuxian and Ouyang Yan became the focus of all the candidates.

They are very much looking forward to this battle of Tianjiao, but they all want to see a result and then go to the city to win the champion hat.

However, some candidates began to run to the city, wanting to take advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to win this honor.

Meng Wuxian and Ouyang Yan were a hundred steps apart, and both of them looked at each other.

Just now, Ouyang Yan was just a little bit buried, and he was buried in the hands of Meng Wuxian, but that little bit was the ravine that Meng Wuxian couldn't pass through.

Ouyang Yan smiled softly, his smile was a kind of mocking contempt in Meng Wuxian's eyes.

Meng Wuxian hated this kind of look very much, and his chaotic eyes surged with a terrifying whirlpool.

Ordinary people do not dare to look into his eyes, and if they look at it, they will sink into it and die in their dreams.

"Brother Meng, your goal is to stop him from winning the champion hat, and now the matter of winning the champion hat will be left to us. Gu Moxuan smiled, and in the blink of an eye, he drove the tiger towards the city.

With Gu Moxuan's words, the other candidates did not hesitate and went to the city one after another.

This is truly a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Ouyang Yan and Meng Wuxian, the favorites to win the championship, fought here to the death, and everyone's chances were increased countless times.

"Killing you is worthless compared to my dreams. Ouyang Yan frowned slightly, shouted, and said, "In the next battle, I will have no reservations, you had better be prepared to die." ”

Ouyang Yan's words were full of endless killing intent, he didn't want to confront him here, he couldn't ignore his dreams for the sake of a dream.

He is a very sensible person, and the champion hat in the city must not fall into the hands of others, otherwise the gain will outweigh the loss.

"Do you want to go? I'm not going to give you that chance. Meng Wuxian's cold words came out, and his tone was several times calmer than before.

An illusory mist surged all over his body at this time, as if he had been immersed in a turbid world.

And that cloudy world is like a dream world, and when you wake up, you can't remember anything, but you have an impression.

He put the flute to his lips, and in an instant, a dreamlike fairy sound, the rhyme of the Tao incomparably floated out.

The runes in the sky suddenly appeared, each rune dazzling, dreamlike, but extremely real.

Ouyang Yan's expression was straight, and he knew that this battle was inevitable.

The runes in the sky were transformed by the immortal sounds in his flute, each of which turned into a sword of light and darkness, a Taoist, a beast, and all other illusions.

The space was shaking, and endless killing intent rushed towards Ouyang Yan.

"Today, let me see how powerful your Dream Family's Dream God True Scripture is?" Ouyang Yan shouted, and at this moment, a golden light like a rising sun gushed out from the center of his eyebrows.

His soul was out of his body, and he turned into a person exactly like him on the ground, his whole body was steaming with golden light, shrouded in a thousand rays of light, the dazzling light, and the majestic power of pure yang was surging.

At this time, his divine soul treasure body was like a rising sun, the Eight Yang Sword in his hand was groaning, and the momentum of the whole person was like a sword immortal descending at this time.

A hint of surprise flashed in Meng Wuxian's expression, because Ouyang Yan at this time was truly unreservedly displayed in front of him.

The terrifying and majestic momentum is like the sky, and it is not like words.

"Second Tribulation Scattered Immortals? I was not mistaken. Meng Wuxian said such a sentence.

"Take my sword and let you die. Ouyang Yan's incomparably elegant posture swept away with a sword.

Bang!

The space shook, the sword shadows in the sky overlapped, and a sky-like sword river appeared, and countless sword lights flew out, enveloping all directions.

A huge round of scorching sun fell into the river, and five majestic sword blades towered into the void, forming a monstrous sword array in the blink of an eye.

At this time, Ouyang Yan, the first sword and the second sword of the Three Realms Sword Technique, had already cultivated to a kind of realm where one sword could penetrate the gods.

The runes in the air were collapsing, and a roar sounded, and they were all shattered by Ouyang Yan's sword light.

Five towering void five directions, shrouded the dream of immortality of the sword array, sword qi branches, countless golden light swords gushing, vowing to wipe out the dream of immortality.

Airplanes!

Ouyang Yan's sword appeared in front of Meng Wuxian, and the space exploded, and the style of this sword was unstoppable.

Meng Wuxian felt a sense of danger, and he only felt it at this time, not only did he not overestimate Ouyang Yan, but underestimated him.

"Dream of three thousand ways, all outside the world. ”

His lips didn't move, but there was such a rhyming word that came out ethereal.

His cloudy eyes showed two huge dream wheel whirlpools at this time, like a storm in the sea of stars, terrifying and numbing to the scalp.

A meteor fell from the sky, and a huge will permeated in this dream seed.

Ouyang Yan had seen this trick in the hands of Meng Jinhua, but Meng Jinhua was nothing compared to this Meng Wuxian.

Under Ouyang Yan's fatal sword, Dream Wuxian's figure began to be illusory, which was the magical power of the Dream God Sutra.

Everything seems to have become an extraterrestrial body, and none of them is his real body, all of them are illusory.

That's like the flow of the fall and the "seed of dreams." The roaring voice of the god of dreams, like an ancient god, shook the heavens and the earth.

Even the five huge sword formations that towered into the void and enveloped the five directions had the possibility of being exploded at this time.

Ouyang Yan was not afraid, the sword light was like fire, and between the swords, the heavens and the earth changed color.

The Gengjin sword qi swept violently in the sky, and the sword river that reached the sky appeared, and he ran in the sword river, turning into thousands of swords, and pointed at the seed of dreams that was rolling and galloping, with a strong will.

ps: I've been too busy at work lately, I just got off work, three is indispensable, maybe four is hard to say, everyone supports a lot