Seeing the clouds and seeing the sun, the wind and thunder suddenly rose, so amazing but it can't distract Luoyang and Liangtai Gongyu.

There is only a sword in their hearts, and the two of them are only calm in their eyes, looking at their opponents, the slight movement of their toes, the looseness of their shoulders, and the deformation of their waists and hips are constantly changing according to the changes of their opponents.

The formless sword intent that filled the void was also silently testing each other, and the seven-colored streamers born from inadvertent touch were very eye-catching.

The willows in front of the city danced even more vigorously, the temptation was abrupt, two diametrically opposed sword intent climbed to the top at the same time, the bright light flashed in the eyes of the Lingtai Gongyu, and the sword was the first to come out, and the beating plain white sword wrapped the three-foot Qingfeng embedded with nine stars, the sword fell, and the glow of the bright light was engraved into the void, dazzling, sharp and moving.

This sword can destroy the city and open the mountain, cut off the river and open the sea, in the face of such a sword, Luoyang did not choose to retreat, but pursed the corners of his lips to meet the sharp sword light and stepped forward, drawing the fairy sword into the air to hook a waning moon-like arc.

The two swords were not without an accident in one place, the deafening sonorous sound burst out, a strong force suddenly exploded in the place where the two swords were handed over, the earth continued to sink and break, the flying sand and stones in the trees seemed to pull onions, countless gray emergs fluttered up, covering the sky and the sun, and only hearing the sword chant was heard.

"Open!"

"Broken!"

The two low roars revealed gray before and after, and the next moment the sharp glow swept in all directions, and Luoyang Tongliang Tai Gong Yu was several feet away from the deep pit, and each retreated more than ten steps before stabilizing his body.

Gasping slightly, the two looked at each other and smiled, and at the same time led the sword forward, this time it was no longer a hard-to-match sword intent confrontation but a swordsmanship battle between virtual and real.

Countless fine sword shadows spread all over the void, bits and pieces formed a rolling wave, the two tides collided in one place, and the wonderful and colorful sword shadows continued to collapse, and when all nothingness faded, the two extremely sharp swords inevitably collided in one place again.

The earth continued to disintegrate, and the cracks gradually extended to Xiangyang City, and the moment it approached the ancient city gate, it was blocked and swallowed by the bright and uncertain light.

Liang Tai Gongyu stared at Luoyang's half-open and half-closed eyes, his wrist flicked, and the hidden strength poured out, as if he had broken the embankment and flooded the peak, gushing endlessly.

Such a surging impact is enough to make most of the top sword cultivators in the Six Realms hate the sword, but Luoyang still maintains the posture in front of the horizontal sword, the iron rope crosses the river, and I will not move regardless of the east, west, north and south winds.

"Enjoyable, good swordsmanship!"

Lingtai Gongyu laughed and praised, the inexhaustible sword light quietly dissipated, and the two tacitly collected the sword and retreated.

"If you die, I will send your body back to the house in Liangtai, so that you can return to your roots, no matter the ends of the world, you will do what you say!"

"If you die, I will send your body back to Kunlun Mountain, and let people die and return to the grave, not far from thousands of rivers and mountains, and a thousand gold!"

Liang Tai Gong imitated Luoyang's tone, casually threw away the scabbard, raised his sword and raised his eyebrows, stepped on the two instruments, the nine stars lingered, and the three-foot Qingfeng swallowed endless light and cold.

This sword is very remarkable, the atmosphere is vigorous from a distance, carefully observe the ethereal dust, the sword has not been cut off and there is a sense of passing through the world, floating out of the dust, it is indeed a real fairy swordsmanship!

"This sword is called Chunjiang Flower Moon Night, the sword of knocking!"

"Not bad!"

Luoyang praised loudly, the sword of knocking is an ancient saying, and in today's words, it is the strongest sword of sword cultivation.

In the face of this sword, Luoyang lightly pulled the sword flower, and the heavenly sword disappeared into the void little by little, and the moment the sharpness was hidden, the swords realized by the two young men from different backgrounds also formed a sharp contrast.

One flutters like a fairy, the spirit sword is sharp, the sword is green and vast, the sun and the moon are shining, and the other is precarious, the fairy sword is hidden and magnificent, the sword is hidden in the square inch of the spirit platform, and the ancient well has no waves.

The electric light tore through the clouds, the fighting twisted and snaked, the thunder exploded nearby, the fairy will and the self-only providence climbed to the peak at the same time, the two swords moved together, the vertical and horizontal glow was staggered in the air, and the sand and rocks were flying in an instant, and a little aurora between the vertical and horizontal made the heaven and the earth lose color.

The Heavenly Master impatiently brushed away the churning ashes, Luoyang and Liang Tai Gongyu had already changed positions, and the two talented sword cultivators stood with their backs to each other, and they were silent for a long time Luoyang opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of bright red, blood stained white clothes, and fine sword marks were listed on the body, which were innumerable.

On the other side, Liang Tai Gongyu slowly turned around, looked up to Luoyang's back and laughed, his body gradually turned into a streamer, and threw the spirit sword embedded with nine stars in his hand in front of Luoyang.

Luoyang lifted the Heavenly Sword and pressed it on the spirit sword of Xiangtai Gongyu, forcibly pressed down the sword spirit and self-destructed, turned around weakly, and nodded to Luoyang with a restrained laughter, and said, "My sword can enter the Kunlun Sword Vault?

"But, if Kunlun is here, the sword immortal will never die!"

Luoyang took the scabbard of the Nine Stars Gongyu, and the spirit sword hid the edge, and disappeared in the Sumeru ring in a frustration.

Liang Tai Gongyu looked up to the sky and laughed again, his body completely dissipated, walked through the red dust, took the sword as the pen, took the blood as the ink, borrowed the aftertaste after drinking, and flirted with the spring and autumn Haoran.

"Lively but happy at first sight, quiet is the long-term melody......"

Tang Nianyu looked at Kunlun Mountain, which was deserted by the escape of a thousand swords, and remembered such a sentence for no reason, the rugged mountain road under his feet winded into the forest, even if the lazy teenagers leaning against the shadow of the trees were gone, the bird song echoing in the mountains was still the same as in the old days, and the steps of people were always slow and slow.

The shadow of the flower swayed slightly, Haori unveiled the cloud quilt, and the distant Scripture Pavilion was close, Tang Nianyu narrowed his eyes carefully, looked at it layer by layer, and smiled lightly after confirming that Ruoshui Lao Dao was not there, and slowly approached the door, and before he could move, a bright glow rose from the distant mountain, and then Li Qinyue's shouting sounded. House

"He actually entered the sword mound in vain, and the demon was presumptuous!"

The sound fell, and the Nine Extremes and Seven Killing Spirit Sword Formations of the Zhutian Jedi swayed, Tang Nianyu didn't dare to stay longer, took out a small mirror and took a picture on the door of the building, pushed the door into the building, and before waiting to see the scene, footsteps came.

There is a way to be a thief, Tang Nianyu was so frightened that his palm shook, hurriedly pulled up a plain veil, and hid his figure, and the latecomer used the jade talisman to ban a brush in front of the door, stepped into the house, and went upstairs directly without looking at the Taoist scriptures on the first floor.

The Book of Heaven was in the middle of the building, Tang Nianyu didn't dare to slack off, followed closely, the man in black went up to the second floor and looked around, quickly took out a scroll of Taoist scriptures and turned back to the first floor cleanly.

Seeing this, Tang Nianyu was stunned, and then smiled, "Hahaha, there are actually thieves in Kunlun Mountain?"

Xu is joy and sorrow, the next moment the sharp sword groan came, Tang Nianyu tilted his head and looked, the man in black kept turning the Dao Sutra on the first floor, frantically touching those non-lethal prohibitions, lest he would not be discovered.

In this situation, Tang Nianyu didn't dare to stay for a long time, pinched the spell, fled back to Feiyun Palace, hid the plain yarn, yawned and pushed open the window door, looked at Jiang Luo, who was listening to the sword, smiled with interest, and said: "Your kid has heard the sword momentum, and he still has two strokes, so there is no pressure to practice like this, give me a good pick." ”

Hearing this, Jiang Luo turned his head curiously, and two earthy yellow talismans came into view, falling suddenly, and the sword in his hand instantly doubled!

"Is it okay?"

"Easy ......"

Jiang Luo shook his head stubbornly, it looked like Luoyang, Tang Nianyu pouted dissatisfiedly, took out three talismans, thought about throwing out two, flew out of the window, set up a bonfire, took out a fat chicken that had been processed a long time ago and put it on the fire, waved the pu fan, and let the moving fragrance continue to tease Jiang Luo's already uncalm sword heart.

The clouds in the sky drifted across the mountains and rivers, witnessing the vast glow outside the gate of Yangcheng gradually dissipating.

Unable to hear the piercing sound of the sword again, Liu Yan couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly, ran quickly across the gallery, and forcefully pushed open the unrestrained portal, Xia Huang raised his head with a chuckle, got up with the support of Xia Qixing, turned his hand and took out the human emperor seal and handed it to Liu Yan.

"Remember, this is not your treasure, it's the treasure of the human race!"

Liu Xiao nodded, took the small seal, and was about to open his mouth to ask Emperor Xia to urge the Great Xia National Weapon when he suddenly realized that he appeared in a void space, and the entire Yang City became very small, and the top people in the sky who couldn't see clearly slowed down, like ants that could be pinched to death at will.

"This is the power of the sky, the current Great Xia can only send a blow, think about it and then do it, the future of the human race is all in your hands!"

"This is the power of the sky, then Luoyang ......"

Liu Xiao looked at the swaying bright light sword light and said a little, this kind of supreme power is like a drunkard to fine wine, a gambler to dice, a hundred people to choose, there must be a hundred can't let go.

But Luoyang is one hundred and one, obviously deeply aware of this kind of power, but still have to let go, this amazing little uncle silently endured much more than everyone imagined.

"It's almost time, and you'll be addicted to it for a long time, so let's do it. ”

Emperor Xia said softly, standing at the door with Jiang Qinyue, looking at the sky, and smiling with satisfaction at the sword light that swayed, there are successors of old friends, and they should have sung lightly, but unfortunately they are not with me.

"Senior, if I use this power, can I cut off the sky in Uncle Xiao's body?"

Liu Xiao stared at the sword light, and moved for it, this sky is like a lock of the dragon, if there is no him, Uncle Xiao will definitely be able to soar to 90,000 miles!

Hearing this, Emperor Xia shook his head and chuckled: "Two stones, one of them is wrapped in the soil, and if the two collide and smash each other, the jade and the mud will not exist!"

Liu Xiao nodded, his mind moved, and a sharp glow fell in the air, and before Cao Qingfan could react, he had already fallen behind, like a storm rolling up the remnants of leaves, the young patriarch and Zhang Junbao were swept high, and when they came back to their senses, they had already appeared in the void outside the sky.

"It's not good, suppress Luoyang!"

The young patriarch glanced at Cao Qingfan's gradually shattered body, formed eighty-one seals in one breath, turned his hand and pressed down the sword finger, and the starlight fell into the sky, pressing the sword light that swayed into the red dust again.

Almost at the same time, the thunder and splashing ink fell together, the heavenly sword disappeared into the sea of knowledge, Luoyang stood on the ground, chuckled and spread his arms, like a bud to welcome the spring rain, allowing the shackles to enter the body.

The chaotic form that had just broken through Cao Qingfan's body suddenly retracted, and the hideous injuries that had been cut off from life were all healed, and Cao Qingfan smiled meaningfully at Luoyang, and then disappeared into the clouds.

"Qingxu, Zhang Junbao, Master, Heavenly Master, I will come back, it won't be too long!"

The shouts echoed above the dome, and everyone was slightly distracted, and the evil cultivators suddenly gathered together and were fished by the hook.

The blue sky is like washing, the flowing clouds are in the distance, the glow is falling thousands of miles, the sky is lucky, the zero light rain falls into the red dust, and the aura exhausted by the war is instantly restored to the past, gradually thickened, and finally it is not bad for the heavenly palace!

The sloppy Taoist pinched the stone, a little puzzled by the changes here, "Didn't the sacrifice to the heavens fail?

"Because the heavens need ......"