In this sword shadow in the sky, this deity is the key to breaking this sword technique, Ouyang Yan struck with a sword without hesitation, and the sword Wufeng was frightened in an instant.

He didn't expect that almost in an instant, Ouyang Yan already knew where his true figure was.

"Your swordsmanship, your cultivation is too lacking, and it is vulnerable. Ouyang Yan spit out a sentence, the collision of swords and swords, at this moment, the sword shadow in the sky disappeared.

Burst!

Jian Wufeng spit out a mouthful of blood, and the swordsmanship of the three parts of the world was broken by Ouyang Yan, and at the same time, the huge power of Ouyang Yan's sword was monstrous, and he couldn't stop the tumbling qi and blood in an instant, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

With the strength of his physical body alone, Ouyang Yan was more than capable of beating him.

The power of one palm is 100,000 catties, which is a height that many young people can't reach.

At this moment, Ouyang Yan felt a danger looming over him, and when he looked up, a book that exuded a simple brilliance was suppressed like a mountain.

This was supported by Gu Moxuan, and the three words in this book were imprinted into Ouyang Yan's eyes.

"What kind of sage is the sage, a pseudo-saint, and he dares to call himself a sage and a sage?" Ouyang Yan rushed up, and the ninety-six formations of the Eight Yang Sword in his hand ran in a cycle, and one sword was not fancy, pointing at the sage book that was suppressed.

The golden light in the tip of the sword surged, like a giant dragon soaring, "Boom." As soon as it sounded, the moment the sword and the book collided, it was as if the space had cracked, and the entire space trembled.

The candidates who were watching from a distance, frightened, all knew how terrifying Ouyang Yan's strength was at this time.

With one enemy and two enemies, he also had the upper hand, and Jian Wufeng was coughing up blood there, and he shot a hundred steps away.

Now they don't dare to participate in it at all, this kind of confrontation of strength, they have a chill in their hearts.

A candidate shouted in horror: "I don't want Wu Zhuangyuan, it's terrible." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he directly used the power of the death free order and disappeared in place, because he was a member of the team without a blade.

Now he was directly frightened by Ouyang Yan's divine might, and he was afraid of dying here.

In an instant, hundreds of people chose this method, because they couldn't stand the sight of this kind of battle.

Thundered!

The loud noise in the sky was like a rising mushroom cloud, and the quaint book that was as thick as a mountain vibrated and was picked up by Ouyang Yan's sword.

Sitting cross-legged in the void, like a young and old Gu Moxuan, at this time, he opened his mouth like thunder and said a few words.

"Thirty merits, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and moons. ”

As if he was reciting a book, as soon as a majestic sentence came out, there was a boom, and the book that was as heavy as a mountain flying in the air suddenly burst into light.

Airplanes!

The heavy sage book froze in the air in the blink of an eye, and with a violent shock, the space rippled, like a mountain smashed down from a lake, and the terrifying fluctuations swept towards Ouyang Yan in the blink of an eye.

"Good magic weapon. Ouyang Yan couldn't help but admire, this book was as thick as a mountain, and the sage's articles were transformed into monstrous battle spirits, which really opened his eyes.

Gu Moxuan may really be the reincarnation of a saint, Ouyang Yan thought in his heart.

Facing that terrifying ripple of light, like thousands of sword light sword qi coming, Ouyang Yan was not afraid, the Eight Yang Sword in his hand was roaring.

Rumble!

With only the sword in his hand and the ordinary wind sword technique, with the power of one sword and 100,000 catties, the space exploded.

A rainbow-like sword erupted for dozens of feet, shaking the space like a violent wind and rain.

The terrifying wave of light couldn't withstand the power of his sword at all, and it dissipated in the blink of an eye.

His body was like thunder, and a sword pointed directly at Gu Moxuan, who was sitting cross-legged in the void.

He is the one who manipulates the "Book of Sages." Ouyang Yan's speed is extremely fast, and his sword is like a golden dragon and he has been chanting for nine nights.

Meng Wuxian still didn't make a move, the look on his face became more and more exciting, and he murmured lightly: "You still have reservations, are you waiting for me to make a move?"

He knew that Ouyang Yan's strength was actually seen by him, but he was still watching the show, and he had no intention of making a move.

Now the road to the martial arts examination has just begun, the mountain has not yet passed, and the city behind the mountain is where the champion hat is.

And he also wanted to see if it was possible for Jian Wufeng and Gu Moxuan to take down Ouyang Yan.

If he can win it, then he overestimates Ouyang Yan.

Rumble!

Ouyang Yan's sword was like a dragon, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Gu Mo Xuan, and suddenly the thick sage book stood up, like a simple portal, towering in front of Gu Mo Xuan.

Ouyang Yan's sword instantly lit up in the sage book, and it was suddenly brilliant, the sky was full of brilliant light, countless mist steamed, and the violent aura swept out like a storm.

The space shook, and the candidates standing on the ground all had a kind of horror that their bodies were involuntarily swinging.

Then from the aftermath of Ouyang Yan's sword, it hit like a raging storm.

"I'm a mother, run......" A candidate lost the knife in his hand and ran wildly, frightened and pale.

But in the blink of an eye, several screams rang out, and several candidates who didn't react and were still in a sluggish state didn't even have time to use the death waiver order, and they were divided into a rain of blood by this terrifying impact.

The battle circle is expanding, and many candidates dare not watch it anymore, so they directly take advantage of the current opportunity to either flee for their lives and leave, or march towards the mountains.

This part is to maintain neutral candidates, they want to take advantage of Ouyang Yan and the others to fight to the death, they want to take the first step through the mountains and reach the city to win the champion hat.

But there were so many dangers in this mountain that the terrifying stone men as big as a small hill blocked their way in the blink of an eye.

A bloody battle unfolded again, and in the mountains where fierce beasts were rampant, it really created a tempering of blood and fire.

If you want to win the honor of champion, it is really not so simple.

It seems that this is really fought with life, and even if you lose your life, you may not be able to fight it.

Ouyang Yan pointed at the thick sage book like a mountain portal in the sword, the book trembled, shrank in the blink of an eye, turned into a normal book size, and fell into Gu Moxuan's hands.

He stood up in an instant, opened his mouth and spit out, and suddenly the rhyming words erupted like golden light.

"The way is the way!"

As soon as these three words come out, the space seems to sound a long song, like the morning bell ringing in the deep mountains, and the dusk drum is hitting.

A force that enveloped the ten directions like a prison came like a tidal wave, imprisoning Ouyang Yan in it.

"You're too weak, even if you have such a magical weapon. Ouyang Yan shouted, his footsteps stomped, the void shook, and his momentum was like a rainbow.

His sword was like a dragon's chant, and the golden light of the sword dragged a terrifying light, as if it was burning like a golden fire.

Rumble!

The sword dance was glorious, like a raging wind, like a torrential rain, and Ouyang Yan's figure was gone.

I only saw that the sword light was like rain and wind, countless sword lights were rushing, and the wind sword technique was in his hands, which simply surpassed the person who created this skill.

The huge force that surged like a wave, like a mantra, and one by one brilliant runes were scattered all over the sky, forming a quaint bell that fell from the sky to suppress him.

It also witnessed that Gu Moxuan's people are small and big, and he is only seven years old at this age, and he can be called a prodigy.

He has reached a height that many adults can't reach, and his life experience must have a big background.

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