Above the top of the clouds, there were constantly dissolving potholes in the sea of clouds, and then they quickly reunited under the laws of the top of the clouds, and if any mortal watched this battle that took place on the top of the clouds, they would definitely be shocked and couldn't close their mouths.

And in the midst of this wonder created after continuous destruction, Shang Yunjian's ethereal figure also appeared occasionally, trying to get close to Sima Wuhua standing above the sea of clouds many times, but when the meaning of silence that could destroy everything leaked out of his cuffs, he could only retreat helplessly.

"This old thing looks like he's been trying to kill me for a long time. ”

Shang Yunjian laughed to himself.

More than ten attacks failed to hurt the opponent's hair, which was extremely embarrassing for the well-known Shoreless Sword Immortal, but he didn't feel ashamed.

Sima Wuhua's mastery was all aimed at his fighting style.

His swordsmanship is unique in the world, and there is another blood demon hidden in the sword, and Sima Wuhua breaks it with Ming.

He is holding a talisman sword and Mo Li, and he can use sword tricks to turn into spells, and Sima Wuhua will break it with his spirit.

His cloud wandering steps are incomparable, the flowing clouds can overturn the sea of clouds in his hand, and the sword intent through the body can easily penetrate the mountains and break the clouds, Sima Wuhua occasionally counterattacked on the basis of defending his body with the extinction scroll, and the silence that can devour everything makes him unable to get close to his sword intent at all, and the occasional attack can also accurately seal his offensive trajectory, forcing him to retreat.

Not to mention Sima Wuhua's occasional bombardment of thoughts, if it weren't for Mo Li's sword soul being in full battle, he might have already fallen into Sima Wuhua's way.

And the key to the battle situation is to break Sima Wuhua's extinction scroll.

In fact, there is a very simple way to break Sima Wuhua's extinction scroll.

Use stronger force to forcibly overwhelm the silent space, blocking his domination over everything around him, and destroying the scroll of extinction.

But this approach hardly works.

Shang Yunjian had to admit that Sima Wuhua knew him too well.

There are only three ways for him to break Sima Wuhua's extinction scroll.

Summoning the swords of the sword pool, forcibly piercing them with ten thousand sword intent, or taking out the immeasurable bottle and touching it, or ...... Pull out the Heavenly Sword.

The first method is not feasible, if it is attacked with ten thousand swords, these spirit swords that have been cultivated by Shang Qingtian for dozens or even hundreds of years will definitely be destroyed by the power that devours everything, and Shang Yunjian does not want the master's treasure house to be destroyed.

The second method...... It's not very safe, the immeasurable bottle is the fairyland left to him by the wine fairy Jiang Yuebai before his death, if a part of it is eroded, after a hundred years, Jiang Yuebai will definitely not let him go.

As for the third ...... He didn't dare to take any chances.

Looking ahead and looking backwards, suffering from gains and losses, this is Shang Yunjian's personality weakness, and it is also Sima Wuhua's biggest weakness in his eyes.

That's why he was able to suppress Shang Yunjian with the might of the exterminating scroll.

And Shang Yunjian knew almost nothing about Sima Wuhua.

Shang Yunjian stepped on a white cloud, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

Fortunately, Sima Wuhua didn't know him absolutely, and his brain turned fast enough to quickly think of a fourth way to deal with it.

With a muffled sound, the immeasurable bottle was held in his hand.

The gourd, which had been pinned to his waist, quickly grew larger in the palm of his hand, and soon became even larger than him.

Although it looks like an inconspicuous wine gourd, it is indeed a fairyland created by Jiang Yuebai.

At the beginning, in order to show the dignity of his fairyland, he forcibly named this wine gourd Infinite Bottle, and after it was passed into Shang Yunjian's hands, the name was completely decided.

When it comes to the solidity and space capacity of the fairyland, it is the unshakable supreme in the fairyland.

Just like its former owner, Jiang Yuebai.

Sima Wuhua frowned slightly, and then showed a sneer.

He gambled that Shang Yunjian didn't dare to throw the immeasurable bottle.

Shang Yunjian didn't throw out the immeasurable bottle, he just opened the stopper of the immeasurable bottle and aimed the mouth of the gourd at Sima Wuhua.

A huge column of water shot out towards Sima Wuhua, and the smell of wine spread faintly above the sea of clouds.

Jiang Yuebai has been a lifelong drinker, and likes to make wine and taste wine, and the title of wine fairy is also derived from this.

He created the Infinite Bottle in order to have a container for storing fine wine.

The container had to be big enough for him to drink all at once.

As a result, the immeasurable bottle has an almost immeasurable holding capacity, and can even swallow many fairyland realms.

When the immeasurable bottle reached Shang Yunjian's hands, although Shang Yunjian was a good wine, he was not drunk, and he didn't need such a big wine jug, and he didn't have much chance to fight with it, so the immeasurable bottle was more often an ornament.

It's just that this ornament is always filled with a certain restaurant in Jiangnan with high-quality and inexpensive osmanthus brewing, and this time it was not filled with urgency, Shang Yunjian filled some water into it by the way, so now it has become a pot of water and wine.

Water wine is also wine.

Wine in an immeasurable bottle. Love me

A huge column of water shot at Sima Wuhua's body, illuminating his eyebrows and eyes.

Sima Wuhua never drank alcohol in his life, because he thought that this thing would only make a mistake, so almost no one in the Holy Pavilion dared to hide wine and drink it secretly.

At this time, he was sprayed with wine, and the anger in his heart was also burning.

But he remained calm, and the performance of the Extinction Scroll was not affected at all.

A huge black hole appeared in front of Sima Wuhua, no matter how big this water column was and how strong the impact was, it could only be swallowed by the black hole, and there was no sound.

The spray of the immeasurable bottle was completely resisted by Sima Wuhua, but Shang Yunjian did not mean to be discouraged, and continued to let the immeasurable bottle squirt out water and wine.

Sima Wuhua's face was pale, and he lifted the extinction scroll to devour all the water and wine.

A quarter of an hour passed with this swallow.

The immeasurable bottle is still spewing out a steady stream of wine.

Sima Wuhua's fingers had begun to tremble slightly.

He had thought that the Infinite Bottle could hold a lot of wine inside, but he didn't think that it could hold so much.

The consumption of the Extinction Scroll on him was extremely huge, even if his cultivation had already broken through the immortal level for a long time, it would not be able to support such a long period of consumption.

He confined the immeasurable bottle, how could he not be confined by the immeasurable bottle.

And Shang Yunjian was calmly and leisurely carrying Yunyou not far away, playing with the Moli Sword in his hand, with a look of underbeating, and the meaning was very clear.

You suppressed me for so long before, is it refreshing to take turns in feng shui?

Sima Wuhua snorted coldly, but he also understood in his heart that he was not the real master of this world after all, and the destruction of all things could not be endless, if he continued to be suppressed by the water and wine in the immeasurable bottle, once his spiritual power was stagnant, Shang Yunjian would definitely not let go of this opportunity.

"I'm underestimating you. ”

Sima Wuhua raised his head to the sky and roared, the sound waves shook the top of the clouds, and the entire cloud was trembling.

"Heartbreaker!"

Shang Yunjian had no choice but to guard his heart with the sword soul, and there was also a flaw in the control of the immeasurable bottle.

Sima Wuhua gritted his teeth, pushed with both palms, and two light prints emerged from his palms, and he was about to stop the water column for a moment.

At this moment, he himself had fallen into the sea of clouds, and his aura disappeared in an instant, and he couldn't capture the direction at all.

Shang Yunjian smiled helplessly, and stretched out his hand to retract the immeasurable bottle.

Sima Wuhua used at least four different exercises at that moment, and the use of each of them was perfect, and he deserved to be one of the two great immortal masters of the Holy Pavilion.

Shang Yunjian closed his eyes, and the ten thousand sword intent scattered in all directions, and the nearby clouds were suddenly cut into countless small pieces.

The sword intent in the northeast paused in the air for a moment.

Shang Yunjian was about to throw out the immeasurable bottle, and another column of water erupted, suppressing Sima Wuhua again.

"Give up, your extinction scroll is useless. ”

Shang Yunjian held his sword and laughed: "There are immeasurable bottles, you can't consume me." ”

Sima Wuhua snorted coldly, and a black shadow flowed out of his cuffs, shifting the water column a little, and his figure disappeared again.

The pressure on the caster is too great, and even he has to stand still before he can fully cast it, which is equivalent to becoming a target for the immeasurable bottle.

He could have tried to drain the Infinite Bottle, but he didn't dare to do so.

He looked down on Shang Yunjian, but it was absolutely impossible for him to look down on Jiang Yuebai.

Sima Wuhua's figure kept shuttling in the sea of clouds, and his cold words echoed in the sea of clouds.

"The inheritance of the Shoreless Sword Peak is three points in Shang, and seven points are in the river, which is really good. ”

Shang Yunjian also walked freely in the sea of clouds, never letting Sima Wuhua out of his sight.

"So what, these were theirs, and now they are mine. ”

Sima Wuhua suddenly stopped in mid-air and sneered: "But do you think that only you have a fairyland?"

As if a breeze was blowing, he had an extra book in his hand.

The book is somewhat old, and it is clear that it has been turned over quite a few times.

In fact, from the moment he became an immortal master, the book was always in his hand, with notes he had accumulated over the decades.

This is said to be a collection of 10,000 volumes.