"Bang Bang"

At the critical moment, the sword gang in front of Zhu Zhen's body suddenly magnified dozens of times, but Qinglong's domineering exceeded his prediction, and he slapped directly on his double swords with an overwhelming force, his body was like a heavy blow, flying dozens of meters upside down, and the light array under his body dissipated, Jin Menghan swept forward, looking at the man who was shrouded in blue light, although his face was abnormally white because of the great consumption, but there was still a pride that could not be concealed.

"Ahem"

Zhu Zhen stared at Qin Ming with solemn eyes, suppressed the internal organs surging in his body, and said surprisingly calmly: "It is worthy of being the first person of the five great dynasties, but if you think that you can defeat me at this level, it will be too whimsical." ”

At the moment when the voice fell, Qin Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, and an extremely majestic mysterious force spread from Zhu Zhen's body, and the light array just now appeared under his body again.

"Snort"

He inserted the double sword on the ground, his handprint changed and his face turned pale rapidly, only to see a red and blue beam of light suddenly burst out from the light array on both sides of him, and said in a cold voice: "This sword skill is called the Ice and Fire Liangyi Sword, and it has never been used since practicing the sword technique, and today you are the most suitable to sacrifice the sword!"

At this moment, the speed of the light array has reached an indescribable level, if you look down at it, only the red and blue patterns are left, like the aura of the mysterious power of the silkworm cocoon densely covers Zhu Zhen in the middle, and for a time the heaven and the earth are discolored, and the mysterious power is rolling like a tide.

"Boom"

The miserable white face gradually became solemn Ghost Peak, looking at the huge energy wave generated after the two sides of the offensive was broken, a trace of deep jealousy flashed in the depths of his eyes, the woman a few feet away from the opposite side was always tepid, no matter how domineering his offensive was, the other party could easily block it, his offensive was like a fist hitting the cotton useless, and he couldn't relax at all, because once the other party caught the opportunity, he would kill in an instant.

The one-foot-long scar on his chest was the best proof of this, he had just neglected for a moment, and an invisible black light slashed through his chest, and a sharp pain came from his mind.

"What a ruthless!"

He scolded angrily.

Zhao Ling'er's apricot eyes were full of anger, containing an undisguised cold killing intent that made the temperature between heaven and earth seem to drop a lot, and the piercing killing intent made Ghost Feng's heart tremble, and at the same time, there was a sound of air bursting in his ears.

"Bang Bang"

A black crescent moon found by several zhang rushed to his side, and Ghost Feng understood in his heart that this was not the time to hide clumsy, the pale palms were lightly grasped, three feet long, and a straight long knife with a width of four fingers appeared in mid-air, and the black knife exuded a strong breath of death, and the moment the knife dissipated, the patterns carved on the back of the knife could be clearly seen, gloomy and simple and soul-catching, as if it was smelted out of countless blood mountains and corpses.

"Buzz"

The nearby void trembled slightly, and Ghost Feng's eyes were completely immersed in this long knife, and he didn't pay attention to anything else, even if it was the crescent moon knife that was already less than three feet close.

"Nightmare Divine Knife, Undead Sacrifice!"

Clear characters spit out from the mouth of the ghost peak, at this moment the demons danced wildly, everything cried, the heavens and the earth were discolored, as if the end of the world was coming, countless skulls flew out of his sword quickly, the monstrous cold black fog wrapped his entire body, the next moment, a flashing black luster seemed to poke out slowly from the black fog, and then a huge black shadow behind him condensed, the black shadow was like a demon god killed from the nine hells, a pair of blood-like eyes stared at the knife that was getting closer and closer, the giant hand was as light as the previous ghost peak lightly grasped, a giant knife like the ghost peak in the hand of the ghost peak magnified countless times was held in his hand, the ghost peak opened the closed pupils at this moment, The heavens and the earth darkened slightly, and the giant knife in the black shadow's hand swung out with his arm.

The surrounding earth instantly sank several meters, and the bright sword light covered the scorching sun in the sky, as if a single stroke of the knife could break the mountains and rivers, and destroy the sun and the moon.

"Bang Bang"

The sword of several zhang looked very fragile at the moment, under the knife of the black shadow, it only lingered for dozens of breaths and shattered without a trace, the blade did not stop, in Zhao Ling'er's eyes quickly enlarged, the blade had not yet reached the body, the earth under the latter was torn apart, full of devastation, the narrow beautiful eyes were slightly condensed, and a pair of black phoenix wings behind him quickly fanned, and in a blink of an eye, it had moved out to a hundred meters away, standing in mid-air Ghost Feng's face was tense, his eyes were like ice, and he stared at the white clothes who were dodging with all his might.

"Bang"

The moment Zhao Ling'er left the place, the ground in front of him instantly shattered into a big pit.

"Why, will you just hide, where did the momentum go just now, and I am a person who pities the fragrance and cherishes the jade!"

Ghost Peak's cold voice echoed in Zhao Ling'er's ears, and at the same time, the speed of the knife in his hand became more and more intensive.

"Bell"

Like the impact of Hong Zhong, Zhao Ling'er held the sickle above her head with both hands, forcibly blocking the huge blade falling from the sky, and the earth under the jade foot suddenly shattered like a spider's web, and a trace of blood extended from the corner of her bright red lips to the white skin, which was particularly eye-catching.

Zhao Ling'er's heart moved, the small tower in her body that was exactly the same as Yang Hao trembled slightly, and the lotus-like jade arm was covered with green tendons.

"Buzz"

The black sickle trembled slightly, and an unprecedented strong momentum escaped, and the light lines in Zhao Ling'er's beautiful eyes flowed.

"Bell"

The soft figure rotated, moved out from under the giant knife, the palm of his hand loosened, the sickle disappeared, his eyes were slightly closed, and his two fingers were quickly sealed, Ghost Feng looked at the girl whose breath disappeared like an ordinary person, and a cruel killing intent flashed in his eyes, and then the knife and his chest were erected, and his fingers gently brushed the blade of the knife, and the fluctuations that had been at their peak skyrocketed again, it can be seen that he didn't want to drag it down, his fingers were attached to the center of the knife body, and he said slowly in a calm but very dark voice: "A knife solves you, so that you will be less painful." ”

After he finished speaking, he waved the knife down, and the giant shadow behaved exactly like him, the huge blade with the wind and thunder at hand, and the cold will that destroyed everything slashed down in the air, and the surrounding space quickly distorted, and the mysterious power escaped.

Zhao Ling'er's eyes below were slightly closed, indifferent to the crisis in the outside world, the handprints changed, the fingertips were circulating, and the speed of the fingers was getting faster and faster, and finally only a snow-white finger shadow and a wonderful finger flower could be seen, but the next moment was weird, with her as the center, countless phantoms derived from her back, each of which was exactly the same as her posture.

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

Ghost Feng looked at the Qianying below, and his appearance and movements were all the same, and after a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, he still didn't have the trajectory of the blade, and continued to cut down.

"Qiankun Yin and Yang Formula, Extinguish the Aoi Huang Dance!"

The real Zhao Ling'er spoke like a bead, and the other Zhao Ling'er also spoke, neatly and uniformly, the ethereal voice was sacrosanct, but it was extremely majestic, when Zhao Ling'er finished saying these words, the handprint suddenly stopped, and there was no emotion in the phoenix's eyes.

Her jade hand was lightly held, and the black scythe returned to her hand, and the figure derived from her was exactly the same as her, holding a black scythe in her hand, and a pair of black flame phoenix wings several feet behind her.

"Bang"

Her figure swayed, her skirt swayed, like a white lotus blooming, a radius of dozens of zhang like a huge lotus pond, and the white lotus bloomed one after another, competing for beauty, sacred and undesecrated.

At the moment when she slashed forward, the cloned Zhao Ling'er behind her quickly fused with her, chaotic and dazzling.

When all Zhao Ling'er fused, the momentum around her changed suddenly, mysterious and unpredictable, as if it was integrated with heaven and earth, and the next moment thousands of swords formed a phantom of a phoenix with wings stretched dozens of zhang large, looking up to the sky and whispering, it was impossible to tell whether it was the sound of the sword breaking through the air or the chirping of the phoenix.

The knife is the same but different, and thousands of knives are hard to regret a ten-zhang sword.

"Bang Bang"

The deafening explosion of Xuan Li was the first to resound in the sky in this square, and all the black light was filled in the range of a hundred zhang, and the strong Xuan Force fluctuations spread out to the surroundings in an extremely arrogant attitude, like a blooming black lotus, and the eyes of the other people who were fighting all shot to this side, the black light had completely covered the figures of the two, and a trace of worry flashed in Yang Hao's eyes.

"Puff"

Some cultivators within a hundred zhang all turned into blood mist, and when they got closer, they felt an irresistible suffocation, and their eyes were full of horror, and some of them were weak and were directly blown away dozens of meters, this level of battle had already exceeded the scope of the Transformation God Realm.

Several places in Tianzhou walked out one after another, one after another old people with white hair and beards, and at the same time, in the ghost path that had been silent for a long time, all the ghosts felt a sense of oppression, and they all trembled and knelt into the depths of the ghost path, and from there spread a strong wave that had not appeared for thousands of years, whether it was Tianzhou or here, the eyes were unexpectedly looking at this mysterious space, and this group of young people who they regarded as the future.

"Instead of worrying about others, think about your last words!"

Dao Chengkong withdrew his stunned gaze looking at the battlefield and sneered at Yang Hao.