The clouds cracked, the golden sunlight fell from the sky, and the young man in white stepped on the air, as if walking on the sun.

The sound of the sword has not disappeared, and there is a faint whisper between heaven and earth, and the sword looks unpretentious.

But when it was held in the hands of that person, it bloomed with endless brilliance and was very dazzling.

Mr. Er's figure was extremely tall, the ridicule and sneer on his face all converged and disappeared, he looked at the man in white in front of him, and did not look down, because this person flew in the air and was at the level of his line of sight.

The battle continued, but whether it was the dozen or so desolate people You Ye or Yang Buding and the others, they were all shocked to see this scene, and even the Pingzhen army that went behind the enemy in the distance was full of morale.

No one and no word can describe the whimsical nature of that sword, like an antelope hanging on its horns, nowhere to be found, but it is natural.

If you have to say it, it's a peerless style!

What is Elegance?

There is no ancient, and there is no ear after!

The drunken spring breeze spear took the lives of several desolate people with a light turn, and then looked up at the white clothes in the sky, sighed, and his mouth snorted, he didn't think that this guy was still one step faster.

It's really unfair!

Thinking of this, Drunken Chunfeng felt the need to disgust him: "Zifei, you shrunken turtle finally came out? It's really a big shelf, and if we come a little later, we will all be dead." ”

Ye Xiao, who was not far away, almost crooked his nose when he heard this, and his heart was drunk, and the spring breeze was really the most unserious one on the grass yellow paper.

"You are Zifei, it seems that you have succeeded in breaking through the five realms, but you want to congratulate!"

Mr. Two showed a smile, and it was rare to formalize, he belonged to the kind of person who devoted himself to cultivation under the high priest, and he didn't care about foreign affairs, if he hadn't begged him in vain this time, I'm afraid he wouldn't have participated.

"But after all, you have just entered the Five Realms, even if I can only exert fifty percent of my strength now, how can you compare with me?"

Mr. Two said lightly.

The confidence in the words was about to overflow, and it might be an exaggeration if it came from someone else's mouth, but as we all know, the high priest had a total of six disciples.

The little apprentice knows that Bai Zhizhi is unparalleled, and uses all living beings as chess pieces to calculate all the major events in the world.

Mr. Five acted the most domineering, disdained intrigue and trickery, but all enemies were crushed to death by him all the way, and he was arbitrary, nicknamed Futu.

Mr. Four Jiang Linyu is nicknamed the Yin Side, the most vicious temperament, ruthless, and ruthless when he kills people, but he is extremely calm, no matter when and where he will not be swayed by emotions, he can be called the most terrible person.

The second gentleman is much quieter, he has been cultivating under the high priest and has never left, he is a divine monk, his methods are extremely strange, but his temperament is capricious, and he will kill people when talking and laughing, which makes people unguardable.

He is a peak powerhouse of the Five Realms who became famous early, and his strength is peerless.

Few opponents.

But Zifei didn't seem to hear it, his eyes drooped, his eyes swept over the body of the drunken spring breeze, and he said in his heart that this person really didn't remember to eat, and he warned him last time that he was not allowed to get close to Xiaonanqiao within a hundred miles, and he even dared to come over.

Zifei is a gentleman.

Speech and demeanor are quite personable, and extremely polite.

But he's also a ruffian.

Once it rises, it will tear off that gentleman's coat, such as when he was leaving, he plucked the plum blossoms in Chen Zhimo's yard.

It's all about rising, that's why it's done.

It is also called from the heart.

It's like he doesn't pay attention to the second gentleman in heaven right now, it's not that he doesn't care, he just doesn't want to pay attention.

If you don't want to, don't do it!

It's also from the heart!

"Sir, it's really a big shelf, then let me give it a try, how long can the rumored generation of people last under me?"

The smile on Mr. Er's face disappeared, and it was a very uncomfortable thing to be ignored, especially if he was in a hurry.

So he stopped talking nonsense, the Five Realms Divine Cultivation, and with a single thought, he could change the color of heaven and earth and transform the wind and clouds.

The darkness obscured the sky, the sunlight disappeared, and a tornado appeared all around, rolling up snow and frost in the air towards Zifei.

At the same time, the space fluctuated, and a drop of blood rose from the ground, floating in front of Mr. Er, spinning slightly, and turning into a black hole in an instant, expanding as if it was about to devour everything, and slowly moving towards Zifei.

Along the way, both the air and the aura were sucked clean, and a vacuum was created out of thin air, which was terrifying.

The movements of the battle in everyone's hands slowed down, and Qi Qi looked up at the sky, his heart trembled, and he was inexplicably frightened.

The earth began to crack inch by inch, and the snow-capped mountains in the distance collapsed, and Mr. Er's eyes were full of confidence and arrogance.

He just stretched out his hand and lifted it.

The earth shakes and the mountains shook, the universe collapsed, and the heavens and the earth changed color.

Sun Sheng took the opportunity to come to Murong Tiancheng's side with Yang Budding and Xu Yingxiu, although he broke through the Five Realms, he was seriously injured and his strength was limited.

But Rao is in his heyday, and in the face of such an attack by Mr. Er, there is no way.

The four of them turned pale and looked worriedly at the white clothes in the sky.

Zifei has been in retreat for more than eight months, and he has only entered the Five Realms directly from the peak of his wandering wilderness until today, which is too long.

It's so long that you forget how strong he used to be.

The fierce killing intent in all directions brought a strong wind to blow through Zifei's body, and the corners of the white clothes rose slightly.

He looked at the black hole in front of him, his face was unwavering, and his eyes were as calm as winter.

His body was straight, and he took a step forward, and a sharp sword intent penetrated his body and went straight into the sky.

The sword was raised, held high in the air, slashed before his eyes, and fell.

That's all there is to it!

The sword qi spans 30,000 miles!

The black hole split in two from the middle, and the tornadoes around it subsided, and the snow and frost fell back to the ground.

The darkness in the sky disappeared, and the sunlight broke through the clouds again and fell on him.

Flying in white!

Everything returned to calm, but the sword light did not disappear, it was still moving forward!

Passed through the illusory figure of Mr. Two, split it in two in his incredible gaze, and before he could even say a word, he turned into a point of aura and disappeared between heaven and earth!

Continuing forward, the sword light broke through the sky, and I don't know where it went!

Still onward!

Zifei fell from the sky, but the sword flew out, killing more than a dozen Youye monks in a breath.

The terrifying silence eroded the audience, and then the remaining hundred or so Nanqiao border troops let out an earth-shattering roar.

In contrast, the remaining hundreds of thousands of desolate soldiers were in a panic, losing the head of the main general, and Mr. Two was even more slashed by a sword.

Their morale had fallen to the bottom, and the Pingzhen army was like a long dragon rushing left and right.

The desolate man was defeated and fled!

It became a one-sided massacre.

Zifei fell from the sky, countless sword lights were born from his body, and the whole person turned into a sharp sword and passed through the military formation of the desolate sergeant, bringing up an empty blood path, and then left this place, like a streamer sweeping towards the depths of the snowfield.

That sword light continues!

Onward, onward!