The light of the long sword was reflected in the eagle's pupils, constantly approaching, and the invisible sword qi hissed around the sword body, swallowing and swimming, more like thin and sharp barracudas, full of spirituality.

Ying Yao was surprised and delighted, he had experienced a hundred battles, but he had never witnessed such a wonderful and supernatural sword qi. The opponent's sword speed was even more unpredictable, making him feel that it was difficult to block for the first time.

With a flick of his wrist, the thin sword turned into a golden streamer and stabbed out, looking to intercept the long sword of Zhi Zhenzhen, but before the blade could arrive, it swept into the air.

He came out of his sword too early!

Ying Yao's heart screamed, and the golden thin sword retracted into his palm.

In mid-air, the long sword suddenly accelerated, turning into a bright sword light, and slashed down with lightning speed.

"When—" The golden thin sword spat out from Ying Yao's palm again, and hurriedly intercepted it towards the long sword, the power had not yet been fully released, and it had been slashed by the long sword. "Wow!wow!h His realm was already inferior to the other party, and he returned the sword in a hurry, and the difference in strength between the two sides was even more disparity.

Zhi Hunt Zhen did not hesitate to seize the opportunity, advanced and rushed forward, the long sword turned into a fierce cold light, and launched a stormy attack towards Yingyao.

The sound of the two swords Qingyue slashing resounded all around, endlessly. Zhi Hunt's true sword momentum was always uncertain, and there was no way to judge, forcing Ying Yao to retreat, tired of parrying, and had no time to exert the power of Huangquan's chaotic sword qi.

The sons of the family cheered loudly, and Ji Kang and others couldn't help but show joy. Ying Yao is too big, and forcibly suppressing the realm is tantamount to playing with fire. As long as he is the slightest careless, he will be killed by Yuan An's sword.

In the fierce battle, Zhi Zhen's long sword once again split the golden thin sword, shaking Ying Yao's chest and blood churning, and he staggered backwards. Behind it is a tall and dense banyan tree, which has no way to retreat.

Zhi Hunt really slashed straight with his sword without pause, and Ying Yao returned his sword to block it. Suddenly, the real sword move of the hunt changed, from rigid to soft, and the long sword shook out a series of sword circles around the thin sword, as if the spring silkworm spun silk, and the sword qi was born continuously, densely entangled in the golden thin sword.

Ying Yao's thin sword in his hand froze, and a strong sense of crisis surged in his heart. He did not retreat but advanced, and urged the Huangquan Chaos Sword Qi with all his strength, violently shaking away the opponent's entwined sword qi, and at the same time, the thin sword stabbed straight up, attacking against attacking, and picking at the heart of the true eyebrows of Zhi Hunt.

Everyone's hearts couldn't help but raise their throats, looking at the golden streamer with a straight trajectory, all the way through the sword circle of Zhi Zhenzhen, the speed was incredibly fast.

"When!when!when!when!when!" Zhi Hunting's wrist sank suddenly, the long sword fell, and the spine of the sword slapped on the golden thin sword again and again, which shocked Ying Yaohu's mouth numbly, and the golden thin sword was slapped in the wrong direction.

With a piercing and incessant slapping sound, the golden rapier fell downward. The bright blade of Zhijia's sword was reflected in the sunlight, casting a shadow, forming a vague wisp of sword shadow on the grass.

"When!" Zhi Hunting's long sword slapped the golden thin sword again, and the moment the two swords touched, a cold light suddenly bounced up from Zhi Hunting's sword, deceived into the middle palace, and pierced Ying Yao's throat.

Streamer swordsmanship!

At the same time, the shadow of the sword on the ground quietly swept up, silently, and shot towards Ying Yao's neck.

Shadow Swordsmanship!

The two sword lights, one bright and one dark, one positive and one strange, hit Ying Yao with the momentum of heaven and earth, forcing him to death in an instant!

Everyone couldn't help but cheer loudly, Luan An, who was watching the battle, shook his hands in shock, and the wine in the cup spilled out, drenching his hands.

With a "bang", Ying Yao's retreating back hit the trunk of the tree, and the branches and leaves of the tree shook for a while, and the two sword lights staggered.

The shadow of death enveloped Ying Yao's body and mind, his hair trembled and stood on end, and his golden pupils burst out with strange light.

This is the moment he has been waiting for a long time!

"Boom!" Ying Yao completely let go of the suppression, and the Huangquan chaotic sword qi in his body was like a roaring torrent, rushing up, instantly breaking through the bottleneck, refining qi and returning to the gods!

The huge and thick trunk of the banyan tree was cut open by the sword qi, breaking through the gap in the human shape, Ying Yao retreated through, and Zhi Jia Zhen swooped down, and the two sword lights chased after him.

Ying Yao let out a long roar, and the sword qi in his body swirled, like a huge goshawk soaring upward, circling into the air. After refining his qi and returning to his senses, he was able to show his strengths to the fullest, moving in mid-air and gliding for a short change of direction.

The light and dark sword light swept under Ying Yao's feet, and the momentum was exhausted. Ying Yao's wrist flicked, and the golden thin sword stabbed straight down, accurately hitting the long sword that Zhi Zhen was chasing.

A tough, sharp, and cold force penetrated through the sword body, interrupting Zhi Hunt Zhen's subsequent sword momentum changes. There was a soft sound of "click", and where the long sword was hit by the golden thin sword, a fine line cracked, and Zhi Hunt really flew back in response.

Ying Yao's figure spread, calmly landing on the canopy of the banyan tree, and the golden thin sword condescendingly pointed at Zhi Jiazhen.

Zhi Hunt Zhen did not move in a disorderly manner in the retreat, the long sword swirled, and the layers of defensive sword qi were laid down, and his eyes were calm and waveless, and he did not waver in the slightest because of a miss.

Ji Kang and others secretly shouted that it was a pity, Ying Yao successfully broke through the barrier when life and death were hanging in the balance, the situation between the two sides reversed, and the future of Yuan An was worrying.

Luan calmed down, and only then did he take care of wiping the wine stains from his palms.

"Today's refining qi to restore God and break through life and death are all thanks to you. Eagle dazzled at Zhi Kari and burst into a high-pitched and arrogant laugh, "Thank you for making my wish come true for many years." He bowed slightly, and then his eyes showed a cold killing intent, "But now, you're useless." ”

Zhi Hunt Zhen did not answer, and silently confronted each other with his sword. He also has spare strength, but he has not shown his strengths, and if Ying Yao underestimates the enemy because of the rise of the realm, it is even better.

Wang Yifu looked at Zhi Hunt Zhen without saying a word, and his heart was worried. Xie Xuan said in a low voice: "Don't worry, Yuan An, this kid is very ghostly, and he deliberately shows weakness." ”

Ying Yao's gaze fell on the crack of the Zhijia Zhen long sword, and shook his head slightly: "Your sword can't work, I'll let you change it." ”

Ji Kang and others changed color one after another, secretly scolding the birdman for being vicious. Ying Yao rushed through the realm, and his momentum seemed to overpower Yuan An, if Yuan An listened to what the other party said, he would undoubtedly lose a step in momentum and completely fall into disadvantage. But if Yuan An insisted on refusing to change the sword, he would inevitably worry that the sword body would break during the fight, so he would be restrained and difficult to play at full strength.

This is undoubtedly a sword that Ying Yao struck from the spiritual level.

"No need. Everyone heard Zhi Hunting's quiet voice, "It's a man, not a sword." ”

"Well, in that case, let me listen to the last song of your life, and I will die a well-deserved death!" the eagle roared sharply and leaped high, like a falcon circling in the air, pounced on its prey.

The golden thin sword turned into a dazzling golden ray, stabbing at the center of Zhijia's true eyebrows, and the trajectory was as straight as a line. However, Ying Yao's figure hovered in the air, looking ahead, suddenly behind, and the whole person moved at high speed in a curved trajectory.

As a result, the sword becomes curved and straight, giving rise to infinite angles, making it difficult to determine where it falls. Everyone was shocked to see it, Ying Yao's blow was also integrated into the spiritual power of refining qi and restoring gods, and the golden streamer seemed to hit from all directions, not knowing where to resist.

The silent sound of the sword sounded, Zhi Hunt really stood still, the long sword slashed around his body, and the ripples of sword qi rippled outward layer by layer.

There was a loud bang, the air wave exploded, the sword qi burst out, the golden thin sword touched the sword circle, and it crashed back, Ying Yao jumped up with his strength, his posture was like an eagle flying in the sky, and he couldn't help but leap and change.

Feather Sky Flying Sword Strike!Luan An snorted, completely relieved. This is the upper-level swordsmanship of the "Feather Sword Sutra", which gives full play to the air superiority of the Feather Clan. Every time Ying Yao pounces down, he can use the power of the shock to give birth to a stronger force, which can be described as a sword qi stacked on top of each other, and one sword is better than another.

The sword qi roared like a tide, and Ying Yao swooped down again, and the golden thin sword was shaken open by the ripples of the sword qi, and rebounded, shooting down from the sky with a sharper and more sharp sword qi.

Zhi Hunt's true heart moved slightly, the long sword shook, and the ripples of sword qi began to shrink inward, taking a defensive position. Ying Yao let go of his hand, and the golden thin sword launched a wave of fierce attacks stronger than a wave, pressing Zhi Jia Zhen to retreat again and again, and the ripples of sword qi shrank smaller and smaller, trembling endlessly, as if it would be broken at any time.

Ying Yao shouted loudly, and the human sword merged in an instant, like a swift golden meteor striking down.

"Boom!" The golden thin sword stabbed with ripples of sword qi, and instead of bouncing up as before, it forcibly went deeper.

The sword qi of the two sides emitted a rapid and dense scream, bursting out one after another, and the surrounding forests were full of holes, and flowers and leaves were scattered and thrown in all directions.

A terrifying phantus shadow appeared behind Ying Yao: a forest of bones and a river of blood, countless hateful-looking ghosts carried a looming sword, slowly crawling out of the gloomy fog.

"Kendo Dharma!" Ji Kang's expression changed drastically, and he shouted in a lost voice.

The powerful ghosts raised their heads to the sky and howled, thousands of hands were raised high, and the sword broke out of the shadow, inserting ripples of sword qi!