This elbow blasted out purple lightning through the sky, and as far as the eye could see, the boundless azure was cut in half, and the glittering light swallowed up the white clothes, and it was impossible to see the situation in Luoyang.

Even so, Yang Tianfeng did not stop the offensive, and then advanced, his left fist was like an arrow, only half of it was blasted out, and the thunder rose again, and the sword light was like a reversing wave, shattering the thunder, and colliding heavily with the surging iron fist.

The sky trembled, the sun dimmed, and between the sword and the fist, the crimson streamer expanded wildly, swallowing Luoyang and Yang Tianfeng at the same time in the blink of an eye, slowly dominating the sky, and the storm swept endlessly.

The lonely city of the Four Seas Alliance seems to be helpless withered leaves, but fortunately, the magic circle that has just been repaired has played a role, and the glow is uncertain, like a candle in the wind, which really can't give a sufficient sense of security.

The rear city gate was gradually blocked by carriages and horses, and those pampered rich and noble people quarreled and fought regardless of their faces.

Let's fight, it's better to die here, everyone is born like a human, and what are those things that are like a human?

Bang!

The earth shook again, the delicate green tiles rose into the air, and the mud and masonry huts next to the rich and noble's homes crumbled, along with their hopes.

At this moment, the skyline suddenly disappeared, Luoyang collected his sword, Yang Tianfeng withdrew his fist, retreated quietly, glanced at the city under the clouds, and swayed up very tacitly, towards the chaos outside the sky, fighting while flying, the breeze was slow, leaving a series of moving brilliance scattered like smoke and rain, calming the frightened and restless world.

Before long, the sky was quiet, several birds rose into the air, and the city was even more noisy, and the Fugui people who were still frightened did not want to stay here, and they hesitated when they saw that they wanted to go out of the city gate.

Every year, if you worship ten thousand gold to live here, the most powerful alliance in the world, if it is not safe here, the world is huge, where can you go?

What's more, they looked up at the sky, fantasizing about the unwarranted tranquility in the heavenly palace, clenching their fists angrily, their bones constantly vibrating, hating to soar immediately, wanting to revive the world, but they never thought that every time the fire of revival sprouts, they are the first to splash water.

Chaos is still the way it used to be, not changing with the gaze of a group of people or the presence of two sandy stones, maintaining the depth of the solitary heights, domineering not allowing anything to make a sound that he can hear.

As for those streamers, they should be there, like fireworks, and who doesn't like to watch fireworks?

Iron Fist and Wangsi met again, maybe they were far away from the world, or they were stimulated by this vast stage to perform, and Yang Tianfeng's fighting spirit became stronger and stronger.

The strength violently swallowed and shook Luoyang, followed by the bullying attack, the fist was wrapped in flames, the color was like bronze, accompanied by fine purple electricity, and each punch was several times heavier than before.

"Battle Dragon's Breath?"

Luoyang turned sideways and gave a punch, squinted his eyes and carefully looked at the fireworks on the fist, and shook his head after whispering in his heart, this is very similar to fighting dragon breath, but the color and function are completely different, the real fighting dragon breath should be guided by the gangqi, the gas is endless, and the fireworks are not extinguished.

But the fireworks on Yang Tianfeng's fist are more like qi and blood, if it weren't for a supreme powerhouse like Yang Tianfeng, he wouldn't need to be burned into ashes by this firework in a moment or three!

"Why, seeing something familiar is a little bit of a sight to think about people?"

"Don't be sentimental, you are simply a stand-in puppet used to divert the attention of the Heavenly Palace, do you think Chen Yu dug the demon heart to save you so that you can live well?"

"Wrong!"

"She doesn't care about you at all, those are all last resorts, if you die in the Heavenly Palace, you won't let Bai Shaohan go, only if you die in the hands of the gods, Bai Shaohan can be truly safe. ”

Yang Tianfeng began to look for opportunities outside the chessboard, and while saying the words of punishment, he kept waving his iron fist, and his fists flew in all directions, covering three feet in front of Luoyang, and he could not advance an inch because of the sword light.

"Blow!

With a false punch, Yang Tianfeng suddenly reined in his offensive, and transmitted the sound twice, Luoyang only felt that his heart was tight, and the meridians were sometimes burning like fire, sometimes cold as ice, and the surging spiritual power suddenly frustrated, and the iron fist like a meteor fell heavily.

"Fleeting Walk!"

The line of death and life, Luoyang urged the instantaneous shadow to withdraw a hundred steps away, thoughts rose and fell, the bright moon was born on the sea, a thousand lotus called the stars, under the Bodhi tree, the wisdom sword roared softly, and the forgotten mixed element method flowed through the bottom of the heart, and the domineering turn swallowed up the two cold and hot breaths for no reason.

"Humph!"

Yang Tianfeng's arms shook, and he let out a deafening cold snort, ringing like a morning bell, and the white light broke through the air, shaking the soul.

"Hah!"

Seeing Luoyang's figure staggering, Yang Tianfeng opened his mouth and spit out a yellow gas, like a desert sandstorm, rolling towards Luoyang.

No matter how sharp the sword is, if you don't get the truth, it's just a tangible sword, although it can break ten thousand laws, but it is useless in the face of this invisible attack related to the divine soul.

"Up!"

Facing the surging yellow gas, Luoyang turned his hand and summoned the map of the mountains and rivers, and after temporarily blocking the yellow gas, he turned around and flew back to the world.

"The leader of the Yang League is really invincible in the world, and he will ask for advice again the next day!"

"You demon, where can you escape!"

Yang Tianfeng snorted coldly, chased towards Luoyang with steps, and the streamer fell back and forth to the sea with black and white, and finally Luoyang took the first step, standing leisurely in the waves, smiling at Yang Tianfeng with interest, and also changed his words.

"You evil demon, pretending to be the leader of the Yang League, you dare to recover the Six Realms, you should be punished!"

As he spoke, he led the sword to attack, the moon flashed and there was no trace, and the distance of a hundred steps was instantaneous, and the sword body that was as white as snow was beating with glazed treasure light, and it was accompanied by the sound of the Heart Sutra when it was waved.

Yang Tianfeng was so annoyed that he frowned, his fists danced wildly, fist to sword, sword technique changed and fist technique changed, and there was an endless stream of changes.

After fighting like this all day, Luoyang slashed out a cut of plum, with sharp sword intent, but there was no lonely height of Hanmei Aoxue, and he was smashed by his fist, and the whole person was shocked dozens of steps away.

"Hahaha, don't say anything else, just in terms of this Haoran righteousness, you are far inferior to Midnight!"

Yang Tianfeng laughed loudly, still with that set of punches, grasping Luoyang's weakness and shooting hard, his heart was full of happiness of revenge.

Yesterday you cut off my path, today I will destroy your Dao heart, what is the battle situation of the true self, I don't admit myself, I am not the true self!

Luoyang retreated again and again, and his neat sword intent became hesitant, and he was almost injured several times.

The empty port is approaching, the rocks pierce the air, the waves crash on the shore, Luoyang seems to have suddenly realized, leading the sword to cut the air, and the sharp sword light connects the sea and the sky, splitting Yang Tianfeng alive.

The seventh of the nine secrets of Kunlun, open the battle!

Flying seabirds leisurely, crashing into seven or eight clouds, Yang Tianfeng is not easy to stabilize his body, the next sword light is coming, it is still open, it is still irresistible, one trick is fresh, and it is eaten all over the sky.

Retreating from the port to the deep sea, Yang Tianfeng's leg technique finally showed grandeur, and without any movement, in an instant, the sword light was kicked and shattered.

Raising his hand and waving his hand at Luoyang, Yang Tianfeng smiled and grabbed the wide robe, tore it with his hand, crossed his arms over his chest, his muscles and flesh squirmed, countless bronze needles broke out of his body, and bronze fireworks instantly covered his whole body.

"Fifty years, you're the first to push me to do my best. ”

Before the meaningful sigh fell, Yang Tianfeng had already come closer, only to see his fist raised, his raised left arm was kicked, and his cheek was punched.

Heaven and earth continued to retreat, the black shadow above his head flashed, the sharp tearing sound was very harsh, Luoyang did not dare to hesitate, urged the instantaneous shadow step to retreat leisurely, holding the forgetting four, the extraordinary meaning in the eyes gradually dissipated, and the golden sword on the forgetting four was extinguished.

"No, I haven't ...... yet"

Before Yang Tianfeng's words were finished, Luoyang's sword had already fallen, and it was still a simple stab, very slow, very ordinary, but even more impossible to dodge.

"Jiuyang Tianluo!"

Yang Tianfeng had no choice but to use his old skills, but he forgot that there seemed to be some great existence in the four places, and the bright glow melted silently like ice and snow as soon as it was touched.

As soon as the blade of the sword was put away, he didn't feel any pain, and another sword stabbed down, mysterious and mysterious, and the whole world was not more eye-catching than this sword.

"Kunlun disciples, congratulations to the little uncle for attaining the true realm!"

The sound of congratulations started in Kunlun, with the wind in the distance, and there was an uproar in the world, and Yang Tianfeng finally understood what was outside the forgotten four, that was the truth, the truth of Luoyang.

Immortal is mortal, everything is immortal, there is no transcendental, and the beginning of reincarnation.

"Good swordsmanship, I won't lose unjustly!"

Yang Tianfeng reined in the fireworks, hugged his fist at Luoyang, betting, betting that Luoyang would not kill him, and that there would be no chaos in the Four Seas Alliance, if there was no him, the Four Seas Alliance would be chaotic, which would be contrary to the unity of the world.

The sword is easy to lift, but difficult to put down, this is Qi Tianxiang's words, Luoyang should know.

"Promise, I still have a sword, please ask the Lord Yang for guidance. ”

Luoyang took a step sideways with his sword, and the sea king who was hiding suddenly realized something, holding the trident and jumping into the air, leading the stormy waves, with the potential of submerging the sky.

A sword fireworks fluttering, the golden light rises in the wind, and the air depicts all kinds of beings, there are bitterness and bitterness, there are seven emotions and six desires, there is warmth, there is indifference, there is mellow wine, there is pungent blood......

This is a sword with flavor, and it is also a sword that embraces all rivers and is turbid.

The Sea King fell into the sea like a flying star out of the sky, not only the monstrous waves, but also the entire sea was cut in half by this sword, and it was restored as Luoyang collected the sword.

"What does Alliance Master Yang think of this sword?"

"Unparalleled in the world!"

Yang Tianfeng hugged his fists and saluted, but he felt the ninefold sword path in his body in his heart, that's right, Fang Cai looked like he was stabbed with a sword at that moment, but in fact he was hit by nine swords, if there was no external help, it would take at least three hundred years to refine this sword dao!

"Hahaha, this battle is extremely painful, I invite the alliance leader to drink!"

Luoyang laughed and took out a jar of wine between flowers and handed it to Yang Tianfeng, followed by himself to take out an altar, untie the mud seal, respect from afar, ride the wind and sword, and laugh and disappear into the sky.

This battle won happily, of course, Yang Tianfeng may still have hole cards, but so what, he also has hole cards, now is different from the past, since he established the Tao into a mortal, Tianjian is no longer surnamed Li!

Baiyun Canggou, in a blink of an eye, it will be true, if only the old man was here......

Hahaha, if he was presumably, he would have poured cold water on him, talking about how he was back then, not to brag, but to tell him that there was something he couldn't do.

You still have to be down-to-earth, and then you will understand the way of the heavenly sword, at that time, the two swords were combined, even in the face of the gods, it was not possible to block him with one sword.