The Prisoner Ox's move, "Longtian Wanlu Luo", broke up the formation of the immortal cultivators. Everyone simply scattered in all directions, fighting and running, and opened up enough space.

Zhai Jinbiao and Lu Chengxuan led Jairus and Mock Wind to a flat open space at the foot of the mountain respectively, and then caught and fought each other.

Zhai Jinbiao held the Dingguang Immortal Sword and fought to a draw, while Lu Chengxuan was slightly inferior in attack power compared to Mocking Wind, and Mocking Wind's Dragon Shattering Divine Spear was wielded like a giant dragon going out to sea, with great momentum and continuous succession, and the head of the spear shone with golden light, leaving a little starlight in the space that was crossed.

Jairus and Mocking Wind haven't yet used their strongest tricks.

Lu Chengxuan's swordsmanship is not a fierce style, and there are few moves to fight hard with opponents. After discovering this, the mocking wind was even more open, as long as Lu Chengxuan didn't use the Victory Evil Sword to fight with the Shattered Divine Spear, he didn't have to worry about the damage to the natal weapon and causing injury.

"Whoa", Lu Chengxuan didn't pay attention, and was cut through the clothes in his abdomen by the broken spear, although it did not hurt the flesh and skin, but the sharp wind brought by the tip of the spear blew a hot pain in his belly. Lu Chengxuan staggered back a few steps while holding his abdomen, and the mocking wind shattered spear immediately after him, startling Zhai Jinbiao next to him in a panic: "Old Lu!"

Zhai Jinbiao left his eyes, flew over, and snatched away the head of the spear before it stabbed Lu Chengxuan.

Zhai Jinbiao barely resisted the attacks of Jairus and Mocking Wind from two directions, and said loudly: "Old Lu, where is your entangled kung fu?"

Lu Chengxuan is nicknamed "Lu Winding Silk", and what he is good at is a soft energy. As the so-called:

Soft and riskless,

Four or two dials a thousand pounds.

Light Man does not lose,

A soft is worth ten thousand.

"Ever since I had the Victory Evil Immortal Sword, I actually forgot all the housekeeping skills!" After being reminded by Zhai Jinbiao, Lu Chengxuan, who was panting, suddenly realized in his heart, why did he not make any progress when his realm was promoted to the late stage of the Tribulation? It turned out that the fundamental direction of cultivation had deviated. It is certainly a good thing to obtain the Victory Evil Immortal Sword, but why change the direction of years of cultivation for the sake of a Fairy Sword? This is really a good thing to put the cart before the horse! Although the Victory Evil Immortal Sword is not a soft sword, it does not mean that you must not use a gentle sword technique. Lu Chengxuan has cultivated all the way, relying on his perception of the soft sword, thinking about the past few decades, he has changed the swordsmanship of the hard sword because of the victory over the evil immortal sword, and if he is not good at this, he will naturally get twice the result with half the effort.

Lu Chengxuan closed his eyes and silently counted his breaths, a familiar feeling came to his heart, he suddenly opened his eyes, the corners of his mouth rose, and he joined the battle circle, Zhai Jinbiao's pressure was greatly reduced, and he concentrated on dealing with Jianyi.

"The gun is the weapon of the tyrant, and it is the right thing to overcome with softness!" Lu Chengxuan thought to himself.

In the eyes of the mocking wind, Lu Chengxuan's momentum changed suddenly, as if he had lost his bloody fighting spirit, and even his movements seemed to slow down and become lighter. The upper body is weak, and the feet are unstable, as if they are drunk. Mocking Feng hesitated, this posture full of flaws, what kind of mystery is hidden?

For the sake of prudence, the speed of the mocking wind move slowed down, and the amplitude was smaller, and he pointed his gun at Lu Chengxuan's open chest. Three-foot, two-foot, one-foot...... Three inches, two inches, one inch! The other party still did not dodge, the mocking wind secretly exerted force, and the speed of the tip of the broken spear suddenly increased, and at the moment when he touched the clothes, Lu Chengxuan turned around lightly, and thrillingly let go of the tip of the spear, leaned back, and avoided the strong wind brought by the broken spear, and his right hand had handed the sword of victory and evil to his left hand behind his back, stretched out his left arm, and attacked the right rib of the mocking wind with a move "Tree Ape Exploration Branch".

While stretching out his arm, Lu Chengxuan habitually shook his wrist, which is a "trembling technique" that immortal cultivators who use soft swords are very familiar with and must master. With a slight flick of the wrist between the whiskers, the shaking is transmitted from the hilt to the blade, and the sharp blade of the soft sword will tremble rapidly, making the attack sharper and the opponent difficult to defend.

But after Lu Chengxuan shook his wrist, he immediately felt remorse. This fairy sword in his hand is no longer the soft sword of the past, but a rigid sword of victory over evil! The toughness of the hard sword body is very small, not only the trembling amplitude of the sword edge is not large, the speed of trembling is not fast, and it is easy to not grasp the hilt tightly.

Just when Lu Chengxuan was hesitating what to do next, the situation in front of him surprised him: the sword of the Victory Evil Immortal seemed to be born with spirituality, and under the influence of shaking his wrist, the sword blade actually trembled rapidly! No, not only the sword blade, but also the sword body, together with the hilt of the sword, echoed each other tacitly with Lu Chengxuan's wrist, and "hissed" softly screamed on the sword body, and the sword blade condensed a white point of light, drawing a regular spiral trajectory in the air, and pierced into the left rib of the mocking wind with lightning speed, "Ding" , after encountering a layer of hard armor obstacles, a pleasant long sound erupted.

The dragon scale armor was pierced!Mocking Wind took a step backwards to avoid the Sword of Victory from harming his internal organs. Lu Chengxuan, who lost his balance, flipped the sword body and shook his wrist again at the ankle of the mocking wind, but this time the wrist shake was continuous, and the dazzling sword of victory over evil was like a wandering white python, and the sharp blade was its fluttering snake letter, whether it was aimed at the left foot or the right foot? I'm afraid I won't know until the sword pierces the foot.

The dragon scale armor was as fragile as a wooden board in front of the peerless immortal sword, and the mocking wind was shocked, and his right rib had already been stabbed, and if he was injured in the foot, the defeat would be decided. The speed of the trembling sword blade is fast and fast, where to dodge is not a good strategy, mocking the wind will be the broken god spear shaft poked down vertically, jumped up, drew the spear in the air, and sent it vigorously at Lu Chengxuan, who was about to fall to the ground, and suddenly scattered the golden gun shadow in the sky, and there was a tendency to gradually condense into crystals, mocking wind finally stopped hiding clumsy, and used the trick "Dragon Flash Crystal Light Thorn".

Lu Chengxuan was not in a hurry, his right foot twisted half a circle strangely, his legs were combined, and his seemingly weak body was like a whip, suddenly erected, and the "Dragon Flash Crystal Light Thorn" pierced the air, snow and soil splashed everywhere, and the ground was full of potholes.

After the mocking wind landed, he stepped forward and lunged, and the right arm holding the gun pulled back to gather momentum, and it seemed that he was going to pursue the "Dragon Flash Crystal Light Thorn" again.

Lu Chengxuan took a step sideways, bent his knees to exert force, and jumped up before the tip of the spear was pierced, avoiding the fan-shaped range of the crystal light thorn. Unexpectedly, this move was in the hands of the wind, he raised the spear obliquely, grabbed the barrel of the gun with both hands, and gently rotated, the crystal light thorn changed from a fan shape to a circle, the range was extremely large, Lu Chengxuan was inconvenient to dodge in the air, and he was about to fall into the attack range of the crystal light thorn.

Mocking Wind was very confident in this move. At the entrance of the East Dipper Konoha Cave, the "Blood Spirit Black Demon" Wan Yuxian was torn to pieces by the same move.

Lu Chengxuan suddenly turned into a posture of holding a sword in both hands in the air, his body turned upside down, his head and feet upside down, raising his sword over the top, and quickly wielding the sword of victory over evil. Wielding may seem casual, but it's not. The trajectory of the fairy sword is like silk, the corners are like dew, and the white light vaguely forms a large net, which is the real "dew winding silk"!

The golden light of the "Dragon Flash Crystal Light Thorn" crashed into the white net of the "Dew Winding Silk Entanglement", the dazzling gun shadows and sword shadows were mixed and intertwined, and the sound of "jingle bells" of gold and iron was dense and urgent, with the help of the thrust of each other's attacks, Lu Chengxuan did not fall into the attack range of the crystal light thorn, and the mocking wind also took a step back. The two of them finished their tricks and closed the momentum together.

The mocking wind pestle was on the ground, his face was pale, he was in a cold sweat, and the blood in his chest was surging, and he couldn't hold it back, and it gushed into his throat and ooped out from the corners of his mouth. Lu Chengxuan gasped rapidly, the green tendons on the back of his hands were rising, and there were several wounds on his body.

Lu Chengxuan was afraid for a while, the attack power of the mocking wind was really amazing, if it weren't for the trick "Lu Winding Silk" that could be resolved, he might have been torn apart in the air. The hardness of the Aolong Shattered Divine Spear, Lu Chengxuan has already felt it, it is by no means comparable to the ordinary best fairy sword, except for the peerless immortal sword, I am afraid that any weapon will be shattered by the Shattered Divine Spear. He was saved by the Sword of Victory.

The mockery is stuffy, and no matter how hard the broken spear is, it can't compare to the Evil Fairy Sword. He suddenly pulled out his spear and quickly retreated, Lu Chengxuan was stunned, not knowing what he meant.

A heat wave suddenly hit behind him, Lu Chengxuan hurriedly turned around, Jairus had already turned into a "fire man", and there were as many as nine fire dragons that sprang out from the top of his head and limbs, flying up and down with Jairus as the center, and the fire reflected the sky. For Zhai Jinbiao, who couldn't attack for a long time, Jianwei also released a trick, and planned to involve Lu Chengxuan in the fire.

"Let's go!" Zhai Jinbiao's eyes were bloodshot, the green tendons on his forehead were bulging, and his face was red, I don't know if it was because of the firelight or the reason why the blood was surging. He plunged the Dingguang Sword vertically into the ground, kneeling on one knee behind the sword to support it, resisting the spinning Jiaolong Bone Knife. The blade of the Bone Knife slashed at the Dingguang Immortal Sword, and sparks splashed everywhere. "The power of this move is so great...... Zhai Jinbiao sighed in his heart. Looking at the eyes in the fire again, the anger soared to the sky, the sword eyebrows were upside down, and the eyeballs were no longer visible in the eye sockets, only two dazzling flames remained.

Lu Chengxuan was about to move, and there was another wind behind him, it turned out that the mocking wind did not retreat far, just to block the way, the broken spear was ready to be fired, seeing that a crystal light stab was about to pierce the two into a hole, Lu Chengxuan hurriedly resisted Zhai Jinbiao's back, and once again performed "Lu Winding Silk Entanglement" against the mocking wind. It's a pity that this time the speed of the shattering spear is a little faster, and before Lu Chengxuan's "silk" has been woven into a "net", the crystal light thorn has already pierced in front of him. "Boom......" The shattered spear is like a shuttle weaving, constantly stabbing at Lu Chengxuan's body. Lu Chengxuan was seriously injured, his mouth was spitting blood, his arm was also weak, he couldn't swing the sword of defeating evil, the "white silk" gradually dimmed, and the "big net" was not formed after all.

Hearing Lu Chengxuan's muffled snort, Zhai Jinbiao hurriedly wanted to stand up, but Jianwei noticed this, and the rotating bone knife generated a huge pressure, which made Zhai Jinbiao unable to stand up a bit. Zhai Jinbiao was furious, his legs squatted together, the muscles on his legs were bulging, he pressed down on the sword with both hands, and kicked the ground violently, like an arrow from the string, and even the light sword was pulled out of the ground, and his terrifying explosive force actually stepped out of the cold ground with two deep footprints, and the vicinity was full of cracks and fine lines.

"Flying Eagle on a Snowy Night" Zhai Jinbiao, the proud skill is the extraordinary foot strength and unique body technique, as well as the special swordsmanship created by combining the characteristics of the body technique.

After Zhai Jinbiao jumped up, a large gap was revealed behind Lu Chengxuan. The dragon fire of the eyes was over, the corners of his mouth were raised, and the bone knife suddenly fell, and the three and a half arc knife waves hit Lu Chengxuan almost instantly. The flesh and blood on his back were blurred, and he was hit by the thrust of the knife wave and spurted out a large mouthful of blood, staggering forward, and the Mocking Wind Shattering Spear struck, and with a golden light disappeared into the middle of his brow. Lu Chengxuan's hands hung down weakly, his knees were bent, and the Victory Evil Immortal Sword fell to the ground. Mocking Wind drew back the Shattered Spear and spun around to shake off the blood. Lu Chengxuan knelt on the ground, fell down, and returned to Huangquan.

It's a pity that if Lu Chengxuan hadn't changed his hard sword swordsmanship, but had been focusing on cultivating a successful soft sword, I'm afraid the ending would not have been like this. At the very least, in the face of the sudden Crystal Thorn, he was able to skillfully and quickly cast the "Dew Winding Silk". A person's life time is limited and his energy is limited, even if he is a long-lived immortal cultivator, he is only one hundred and sixty years before the tribulation. He has not touched a soft sword for decades, and of course he will be alive.

Zhai Jinbiao saw it really in the air, and he was sad and indignant, he was really helpless to jump up, and if he didn't act, the two would definitely die together. He said in his heart: "Lao Lu, see me avenge you!"

Zhai Jinbiao turned upside down in the air, raised his sword and landed on Jair, who was bending down to pick up the evil sword.

As if she hadn't seen it, she wasn't worried, and Mock Wind stepped forward and poked the Shattered Spear into the air.

Zhai Jinbiao snorted coldly, just twisted his body slightly, and actually changed direction. The momentum of his fall was extremely fierce, like an eagle swooping down, and he struck a strange number of swords at the mocking wind. The sharp blade of the sword was like an eagle's claw, and the amplitude of the sword was extremely small, but the sword shadow had many paths, densely gathered together, and pierced into a huge cone towards the tip of the shattered spear.

"You're going to have to fight with me again!" Mocking Feng didn't dare to solve this trick, he put away his gun and dodged, but Zhai Jinbiao turned again in the air, and the sword pointed directly at Jianyi, who had just straightened up.

Mocking Wind was taken aback, it was true that Zhai Jinbiao jumped very high, but why could he change direction at will twice in a row in the air? Could it be that he really couldn't fly like an eagle?

"Second brother!" Mocking Wind didn't care that he would be injured, and flew to Jair's body, blocking the shadow of the Dingguang Sword.

But Jairus slapped Mock Wind's back sideways, pushing him away.

The shadow of the sword has arrived, and in the middle of the right arm that Jianxi has not had time to retract, there is a "bang" sound, and the dragon scale armor is penetrated by the Dingguang sword, and the blood of Jianxi's forearm is like an infusion. He frowned, he didn't expect that the blade of the fixed light sword was very sharp, and after penetrating the dragon scale armor on his forearm and the inner and outer sides, the momentum was still unabated, piercing through the dragon scale armor on his body and piercing into his right chest. This is not the end of the momentum, the fixed light sword then penetrated the back of Jairus and the dragon scale armor on his back!

The mocking wind next to him was stunned, and the Dingguang Sword didn't even enter the sword butt into Jianxi's forearm, and blood continued to drip down the sword body.

The Dingguang Immortal Sword is so sharp, and he is puzzled, and he is also puzzled.

In fact, this is due to Zhai Jinbiao's special swordsmanship.

Even if the prey is running, the eagle can quickly change the direction of the capture by swinging its tail and flapping its wings, and finally pierce the body of the prey with extremely sharp claws and firmly grasp it, so that the prey cannot move.

The same is true of Zhai Jinbiao's swordsmanship. His legs are extremely explosive, he can leap three times higher than a person of the same realm, flip his body in the air, retract his limbs, and fall quickly, stabbing his sword in the air slightly, trying not to slow down the speed of his fall. In order to attack the enemy in the dodge, he also created a set of his own wonderful method of using his legs and feet to change the airflow around his body to change the direction of the attack, without effort, without slowing down, and the fixed light sword was already sharp, which created the sharp blow just now, and the final result was that the four layers of dragon scale armor on the arms and chest and inside and outside were pierced by a sword.

The angry Zhai Jinbiao did not draw the fixed light sword, but poked out two fingers and inserted them into the eyes of Jianyu. The right half of his upper body couldn't move at all, so he had to hold Zhai Jinbiao's fingers with his left hand and kick him hard into his lower abdomen.

Zhai Jinbiao seemed to have expected it, first took a step back to avoid Jian's foot, and then pressed down on one knee when the other party had no time to close his foot, pillowing his right leg under his knee. Jairus was pressed to her knees, her right leg couldn't be pulled back, and her left leg couldn't move. Zhai Jinbiao's right hand was grasped, and his left hand simply loosened the Dingguang Immortal Sword and grabbed it at Jianwei's throat.

Suddenly, a golden light flashed in front of Zhai Jinbiao's eyes, and there was a sharp pain in his left hand, and the shattered spear thrown by the mocking wind pierced his palm accurately and nailed to the ground.

Zhai Jinbiao, who was angry, only wanted to put his eyes to death, and neglected the mockery not far away. Now, it is he who has fallen into passivity. The left palm was nailed, and the right hand was firmly grasped by the eyelid, and it was all over when the mocking wind attacked.

"Let's see which of us dies first!" Zhai Jinbiao stood up with his back bent, and kicked his chest into Jair's heart.

Jairus didn't move, staring at Zhai Jinbiao coldly.

There was a muffled sound of "bang", and Zhai Jinbiao's feet were blocked by something extremely hard.

Zhai Jinbiao's heart sank, with the peerless fairy sword in his hand, he never took the dragon scale armor to heart, but he just kicked it hard, how could it compare to the power of the peerless fairy sword?

"You are dying on your own uncoolness. Jairus said coldly.

The mocking wind's feet had swept in with a whistling sound and kicked Zhai Jinbiao's neck. Taking advantage of Zhai Jinbiao's dizziness, Mock Feng stepped forward and hugged his head and twisted it hard, and with a "click", Zhai Jinbiao fell to the ground, dying.

Mocking Wind breathed a sigh of relief and stretched out his hand to Jairus.

Jairus struggled to her feet, and a stream of blood burst out of her right chest.

"Second brother......" mocking wind looked at the eyes.

"Hmm. Jairus nodded, took a deep breath, and closed her eyes.

Mocking Wind grabbed the small piece of sword hilt that was exposed outside Jair's forearm, and jerked it outward, Jairus roared in pain, and his bloodied right arm hung down weakly.

The second and third eldest of the dragon clan, who had the strongest attack power, finally joined hands to kill two late-stage masters of the catastrophe with peerless immortal swords, and they were seriously injured and lightly injured.

Mocking Wind picked up the Fixing Light Sword and the Victory Sword on the ground, and smiled at the pale Jair. He sat down cross-legged and began to pranayama. Defeating the peerless immortal sword with a natal weapon, and slashing two immortal cultivators in the late stage of the tribulation, this can be said to be a great victory for the dragon clan.

Before Jairus was able to protect herself, Mock Wind didn't dare to leave. "I don't know how the other brothers fought with the immortal cultivators......" mocking wind said softly. It's far away from the other dragon brothers, so it can't be heard. Looking at the green mountains from afar, the mocking wind remembered that the fourth brother Pu Prison was one against three, and the eldest brother imprisoned Niu with one against five, and he couldn't help but worry in his heart.