"Linyuan!"

The dazzling three-zhang light sword roared, and the chaotic sword qi swept through the void, tearing up a large cloud of smoke, and the crimson sword light covered the clearing, causing the blue leaves to sassle endlessly.

The blazing Immortal Demon Yan emitted a hazy purple aura, enveloping the entire holy mountain, protecting every grass and tree in it.

Nan Nuo hurriedly rushed out of the Demon Capital, and saw that Mo Yan was even more anxious in his heart, and his body was three points faster, and the purple flow flame swept through the void, and jumped up the cliff in an instant.

The sword qi slaughtered the clearing, the sweetheart stood with a sword, the white clothes gradually dyed bright red, Nan Nuo pursed her cherry lips, clenched the red skirt with her bare hands, endured the heartache and pressed down the word "dodge" that she almost blurted out, staring at the broken wooden sword full of cracks, and the invisible flame was beating in her eyes.

Fighting for the sword and dying for the sword, since Luoyang chose to believe in her sword, she also chose to believe in Luoyang's sword.

Luoyang, who was standing with a sword, sensed the movement, glanced at Nan Nuo with his afterglow, took a deep breath, and raised his sword to meet the three-zhang sword light that fell on his head as he did in the past.

A sonorous sword roar sounded in the clearing, and Luoyang slowly hooked the corners of his mouth, and his eyes reflected the fireworks-like golden sword light on the wooden sword.

"Broken!"

With a soft shout, the two swords faced each other, and the crimson light sword was completely torn apart by the extremely bright golden sword light after only resisting for a moment, and disintegrated into a piece of falling cherry blossom-like streamer.

Luoyang tilted his head and smiled at his sweetheart, playing a handsome swing of the wooden sword, and the enemy chieftain who retreated a few steps and the sword momentum that cut off everything accompanied his graceful demeanor, making the already romantic sword cultivation even more proud, so that Yiren couldn't help but move.

"Sword momentum, how can a person with broken meridians urge the sword momentum?"

Li Fan looked at the dazzling sword on the broken wooden sword in disbelief, and unwillingly raised the long sword again, and slashed it quickly, the sword light was like rain, and the white-clothed sword cultivator standing with the sword was submerged in it when his breath was paused.

Nan Nuo's hand holding the red dress loosened, his brows stretched, and he looked at the dazzling light with a chuckle, at this time, the lover in the girl's heart is invincible, not to mention a Li Fan, even if it is a hundred, a thousand cannot hurt the lover in the slightest.

The sword under the light rain was silent for a moment, and then rushed straight to the dome, the sword rain converged, and Luoyang stood in place unharmed, smiling calmly at Li Fan, as if asking if he had any other moves.

"This is impossible, this is impossible, how can the sword light be stronger than the sword light, this is impossible, this is impossible!"

Luo Yang chuckled and shook his head, the sword qi is born because of spiritual power, and the ultimate is the sword light, but the sword is born because of the sword power, the spiritual power is limited, but the sword power is unlimited, how can the sword light be compared to the sword light?

"You don't know the sword, so you don't know, let the horse come, I just said, this sword will defeat you!"

Li Fan's expression was awe-inspiring, he looked at the wooden sword in Luoyang's hand, took a deep breath and calmed down, took a few steps back, collected the sharp edge around him, erected the sword sideways, and turned from attack to defense.

The bloodthirsty ability of the Fire Thorn and the Fire Nightmare Demon Thorn is even more different, this waste man's meridians are all broken, and it is impossible to resist for too long with the weak body of the human race, as long as he blocks a few more swords, he will be sucked out of the blood by the Fire Thorn and die, at that time he wants to see if Nan Nuo, a slut, can still laugh so happily.

Luoyang clearly captured Li Fan's cruel eyes when he looked at Nannuo, raised his eyebrows and took out his sword, and stepped out like a ghost behind Li Fan, the wooden sword pointed obliquely at the dome, the golden sword was quietly extinguished, and the entire wooden sword and the Nightmare Demon Thorn all turned into powder and dispersed with the wind.

This sword is too sharp, and it is not at all something that ordinary wooden swords can withstand.

A few chaotic leaves involuntarily floated across the Dongshan path, and the disciples who couldn't suppress the Gu worms raised their swords to attack the same door, and the orderly sword formation on the top of the mountain and at the foot of the mountain gradually became chaotic.

"Boundless killing, the demons in the heart appear, Kunlun Mountain has been punished by heaven, take advantage of this to break through the formation and kill the enemy, rush!"

"The heart is ecstatic, if you put down the mountain, it will be a disaster for the people, and you must not show mercy to the people and eliminate the harm for the people. ”

......

Several highly respected cultivators spoke up and back, and the decadent momentum of the Quartet Alliance suddenly rose, and they raised their swords, guns, swords, and halberds again, stepping on the bones of the same door to charge again, and with the help of hatred, the momentum was even better than before.

Attacking inside and outside, the array of light was illusory, seeing that the formation of Po Zixuan and Fang Jingqi escaped from the sword mound before and after, the two major arrays of sword cultivation shot at the same time, and the array talisman sprinkled into the void, once again guarding the Quartet alliance army at the foot of the mountain.

"All the disciples obey the order, change the formation, and lock the immortal trapped soul!"

Zixuan's divine sense swept through the array, transmitted the sound in ten directions, and printed the decision in succession, cooperating with the uncontrolled group of disciples to form three sword formations.

Four discs, the golden flying sword fell in the air, and it was pinned to the side of the puppet disciples with teeth and claws, and the fine sigils stretched out like chains, locking the body and trapping the soul, turning into golden cocoons, tightly entangling the puppet disciples.

Looking at Wu Chen and Ling Yin, who were entangled by Fan Sui and the Quartet Sect, Zixuan sprinkled thousands of arrays again, forcing the elders who took the lead in rushing down the mountain to retreat, and shouted to the group of mountain guards who were gasping for breath: "The disciples of Ziwei Palace are inscribed with the Nine Heavens Guiding Thunder Seal, and the rest are covering!"

"Command!"

More than 300 flying swords rose into the air, carefully protecting the senior brothers who carved the Dao pattern on the light cocoon, and before long, all the thunder seals were carved, and the pale Zixuan withdrew the formation, turned around and shouted: "Retreat to the ladder to receive the sky!"

All the children retreated onto the trail in an orderly manner, passing through the messy Dongshan battlefield, and couldn't help worrying about the kidnapped little uncle, but Fang Jingqi had no time to care about the safety of Luoyang, unfolded his divine sense, and detonated all the formations under the mountain, roaring everywhere, the aurora filled the foot of the mountain, and the offensive of the allies everywhere was once again stunned.

The aurora was scattered, the night sky was not silent for too long, the high dragon chant resounded through the nine skies, the stars shifted, the candle dragon broke through the boundary, the slender and terrifying figure was all over the dome, the demonic energy covered the moonlight, more than a dozen golden-winged Dapeng broke through the sky, the wings moved lightly, the nine-day Xunfeng swept across the earth, uprooted the mountains and trees, cut off the rivers and dry up the lakes, and killed the Terran allies under the mountain.

"Kill, kill me, Kunlun Xianmen actually colluded with the demon clan to harm my human race, so the Daomen that eats inside and climbs outside should not stand in Kunlun Mountain, fellow Daoists, kill!"

"Kill......"

The shouting of killing overwhelmed the cry of the Dapeng bird for a while, and the crazy scattered cultivation coalition rushed up the mountain, and some scattered cultivators who found a different way staggered into the mountains and forests on the two paths, and did not take a few steps to touch the prohibition, and were stirred into minced meat by the plain white sword qi......

The young patriarch returned from breaking the boundary, and after his divine consciousness of Wufeng, he fixed the puppet disciples who set fire to and looted everywhere in place, brushed his sleeves and snorted coldly, and said: "Enough, this battle is over here, and there are those who are stranded and do not retreat, kill!"

With that, the endless sword qi rose into the air, directly killing the candle dragon in the dome.

A streamer flashed in the eyes of the candle dragon, the sword qi and the mountains and fields were all frozen, and the claws were used to smash the space full of sword qi, the streamer flashed in his eyes again, and the frozen time returned to the same as before, and the broken space returned to its original state under the rules of heaven and earth.

Stretching the dragon's body, the candle dragon approached Kunlun Mountain, looked at the young ancestor like an ant, and said, "After so many years, you are still so shameless, you said that this is the end?

The young patriarch squinted, and the starlight slashed through the void with a sword, and a person and a dragon hid into the outer heavens, attacking and killing each other, destroying countless stars.

Zixuan waved his hand to lure the dragon in the forest back to the top of the mountain, took a golden pill for him, raised his hand to pat Fang Jingqi's shoulder, and rushed towards more than a dozen golden-winged Dapeng birds alone, the sleeves of his robe danced, the three thousand sword arrays were scattered in the void, and most of the small half of the sword arrays were swept apart by the Nine Heavens Xunfeng before they could be fully expanded.

Fang Jingqi had red circles in his eyes, looked at the master who was blocking the demons alone, and shouted with tears: "Xuanwu Seven Killing Sword Formation, get up!"

"Tao Yan: The fortune of the husband and the earth, there is also an end. The sun and the moon have five stars, and there are also losses. The most holy man of God also has a rest. The husband of the last school also has diseases and injuries......"

The disciples chanted loudly, saving others and themselves, guiding the fairy sword, the Xuanwu Void soared out of the sky, the seven stars in the sky were bright, the crimson sword qi was criss-crossing the wilderness, trapping and killing and stirring, like a spring of blood water trickling down the long bluestone steps, and the verdant Kunlun Mountain turned crimson.