The river was turbulent, and Mu Zizhen tried his best to stabilize his body, affecting the injuries on his body, and he grinned in pain.

wants to float, but as long as his body moves, he will be swept by the undercurrent and lose control.

Although the water is perfect and soft, the dripping water can pierce the stones, and the water gathers into a river and pours for thousands of miles, and the waves are magnificent and wash away everything in front of it.

And his sword is like a tide, and he has always used his sword qi to destroy the enemy's attacks, relying on never any impact power, and he has not shown the essence of this sword style at all.

At this moment, all kinds of enlightenment hit my heart, maybe it was a moment or maybe a few breaths, the corners of Mu Zizhen's mouth hung a trace of arc, and the sword was like a tide.

Ling Yuanli shook with all his strength, and his body soared into the sky. Before he could completely rush out of the water, he swung his sword towards the shore and slashed, "The sword is like a tide." ”

The sword qi wrapped in the river and rolled up, obviously blessing several kinds of avenues, but the power was not visible at all, and it looked like an ordinary river to the naked eye.

Seeing this, the Huayun brothers and sisters hurriedly retreated, and one of them first struck out a golden palm print, and then the mana condensed into a defensive shield.

Rumble!

The overwhelming power erupted, the two palm prints were destroyed in an instant, the castration of the sword tide was only slightly slow, the mana shield of the two people was broken, and the body shape vomited blood uncontrollably and flew upside down, flying out of a mile.

Mu Zizhen flew out of the river, turned his direction and swooped down on the injured two, his hands at the same time, "Infinite Finger!" Two finger prints shot out.

Hua Yun originally thought that Mu Zizhen would be seriously injured even if he didn't die, but he greatly underestimated the defensive power of the sword armor and the strength of his physical body, so he was caught off guard.

"The golden scales are falling. The brother and sister drank at the same time.

The golden dragon appeared, the dragon's body shook, and all the scales of the whole body fell off, and they flew out between spins, forming a golden torrent.

The two late Yuan Infant monks struck at the same time, and their fingerprints were instantly cut by the swirling scales.

Hum, the shadow shook, and it reappeared above the torrent of scales, and the tip of the sword reversed and stabbed straight down. Pressed down with unparalleled force, the ground sank for several miles, and the scales shattered one after another.

"Shadowless Splitter. Immortal Feng shot out, and what made people's scalps tingle was that as the flying sword flew forward, a flying sword with the same handle was revealed, forming a sword curtain to stab at the two.

Mu Zizhen followed the flying sword, he did not have any advantage in the spell attack, the speed and power of the two spells were not inferior to him at all, and only by closing the distance and fighting in close quarters could there be a glimmer of possibility.

The dragon roared, and two waves of golden qi collided with the flying sword, and the sword qi burst out and the spiritual power was confused, forming a storm of hundreds of zhang sword spirits.

The destructive power of the center of the storm is no less than that of a frontal blow from the spell.

The two flying swords of Xianfeng and Stygian pierced directly into the storm, and Mu Zizhen followed closely behind him wearing sword armor, and when he passed through the storm, the sword light dimmed, and the sword armor was distorted and deformed.

What greeted him was a dragon tail, a dragon claw, a body accelerated, grasped the hilt of the fairy blade, and slashed out horizontally with a sword, and the stygian shadow drew an arc, stabbing straight at Hua Yun.

The sword qi cut off the dragon's tail, and was smashed by the dragon's claws, his power decreased slightly, and his fingertips grabbed at Mu Zizhen.

"Eight poles collapsed. ”

A punch swung towards the tip of the claw, and the fist was easily pierced, but the huge force contained in this punch also shattered the dragon claw.

The dragon's groan sounded again, and two waves of golden qi swept in.

"The lion thunder has changed. In a low voice, a hundred-foot thunder lion appeared, enveloping Mu Zizhen entirely.

A lion roared, a circle of transparent sound spread, and vibrated at a terrifying frequency, this is the seventh way of Mu Zizhen, the way of sound.

The golden qi wave was easily defeated like smoke and dust, and the sound wave directly hit the two golden dragons, silently, and dozens of dragon bodies turned into points of light and dissipated.

Mu Zizhen threw out the fairy blade, and the sword turned into a streamer of light and went straight to the Huayun Face Gate.

Pieces of golden dragon scales overlapped in front of Hua Yun, the tip of the sword stabbed straight into the dragon scales, hum, Xianfeng let out a low roar, Hua Yun only felt that there was a thunder explosion in the sea of knowledge, the shield wall composed of dragon scales instantly collapsed, the moment of life and death, Hua Yun subconsciously tilted his head, and the flying sword cut her cheek and stabbed behind her.

"Brother, beware of sonic attacks. "I had palpitations in my heart and re-condensed the defensive technique, which was able to block the sword back of Xianfeng's sword.

"Shoot with all your might, this son can't be kept!" "What kind of evil is this? The seventh kind of avenue is simply unheard of. Hua Feng would rather disobey the orders of the sect than inherit it and kill Mu Zizhen, such a talent made him frightened.

Dozens of golden rays shot out, and it was this spell that knocked Mu Zizhen into the bottom of the river before, but at that time there was only one.

If you retreat immediately, and then cooperate with the spell to completely block this wave of power attacks, you can fight to be injured before you break into the fifty zhang, once you retreat, the previous efforts will be in vain.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, the sword armor on his body condensed into a sword shield, and his body continued to fly forward with the sword and shield on his head, while controlling the fairy blade to entangle Hua Yun.

Ding Ding Ding... The sound of a dense collision sounded, Mu Zizhen trembled, his internal injuries continued to worsen, and blood spurted out one after another.

But even with his best efforts, his body still flew backwards in one collision after another.

A piece of dark gold leather was taken out by Hua Yun from the Na ring, although the surface was old and mottled, and there were black blood stains left after drying, it exuded a supreme ferocity. Spiritual power was injected, and the leather skyrocketed instantly, directly wrapping the Xianfeng Sword into it.

Stretching out his hand, a dragon claw followed the golden blade and slapped at Mu Zizhen.

Boom! The sky trembled, and Mu Zizhen was slapped into the ground.

The whole body seemed to be about to fall apart, the seven orifices were bleeding, the sword and shield had long since collapsed, a claw mark on the left chest was half a palm deep, the lobes of the lungs were cut, and only half of the left arm was left.

So tired and painful, Mu Zizhen just wants to faint to death at the moment, but there are still disciples of the Qianyun Sect waiting for him to save him, and he is still in danger, how can he rest?

But he is not the opponent of the two at all, and he is not afraid of attacking alone, but once he faces the torrent-style spells of Golden Thorn and Golden Mang, he can't parry it in an instant.

It's not that his attack power is weak, but that the follow-up power of Ling Yuan Power and Sword Qi is insufficient, which is limited by cultivation.

took out a handful of healing pills and swallowed it, and took out a spirit pill and swallowed it, this is when the peak monk of Jindan broke through the Yuan Infant, the auxiliary spiritual power was transformed into mana, and he was only in the late stage of Jindan, how could he easily swallow it?

But at this moment, Mu Zi really can't control so much, it's better to die than to be killed, so it's considered suicide!

I have been comprehending the Great Dao for all these years and have not cultivated, but every day the Spirit Yuan Power and Sword Qi operate independently, and they are still increasing little by little, and the cultivation is only a trace away from the peak of the Jindan.

The ferocious medicinal power spread in the body in an instant, every cell in the body was moaning in pain, cold sweat instantly soaked through the tattered robe, and the skin was like a boiled prawn, red and shiny, and the medicinal power must be vented, otherwise there would only be one death.

As soon as he flew out of the pit, two golden rays slashed through, his right rib was pierced, and a wound was pulled out of his left leg, and the bone was deeply visible.

At this time, there is still time to take care of the injury, as if there is a volcano about to erupt in the body, and if you don't find the pouring mouth, your body will be burst.

After the fairy blade was wrapped in golden leather, Mu Zizhen lost his senses, and his spiritual sense recalled the stygian shadow, levitating above his head, and the sword qi formed a sword ball with a radius of three zhang, three times larger than the usual cast.

With both palms pushed towards the Huafeng brothers and sisters, the sound of rushing water sounded, and a hundred-zhang wave gushed out, and countless thunder arcs flashed in the waves, carrying a supreme momentum of slashing the common people.

The way of killing, to kill the way.

Mu Zizhen pinched his sword fingers with both hands, and the Aurora Finger, Dongtian Finger, and Immeasurable Finger struck out alternately, but even such a crazy attack was still not enough, he could even hear the overwhelming creaking sound coming from the dantian and meridians.

The figure swept straight out, and the sword ball in the sky also flew forward.

Countless golden thorns and golden mangs collided with the sword qi tide, and the sword tide continued to decrease.

A dragon claw appeared next to Mu Zizhen, and the speed of the dragon claw suppressed by the sword ball decreased sharply, but at this moment, Mu Zizhen just wanted to vent, people are a little crazy, where do you care about this.

Lingyuan power and sword qi were injected into both hands, and the sword fingers were pointed out one after another, his eyes were blood-red, only the star point, and the twelve star rings were still bright.

The whole body tightened, the body was held by the dragon's claws, the bones were brittle, the eyes were bursting, and they were almost pinched.

Hum, the sword ball shook, and it fell violently, click... The dragon claw shattered, and it was not only the dragon claw that was shattered, but also the bones of Mu Zizhen's whole body.

The sword ball disappeared, and the shadow turned into a giant sword, and instantly came to Mu Zizhen's body, as if holding a puddle of mud.

Dozens of finger prints shot towards the brother and sister, and the golden spiritual power shield was opened, and golden dragon scales appeared on the cover wall.

Boom boom...

The aurora finger came first, the dragon scale shield shook, the cave sky finger came one after another, the dragon scales were full of cracks, the shield shook violently, and the immeasurable fingers came again, and the shield shattered.

In a hurry, the brother and sister took out the shield again as they retreated.

In this way, the fingerprints are dotted on the shield one after another, and the shield breaks and condenses again, but each time the condensation time is shorter, and the defense power continues to decrease.

Until the last fingerprint, the brother and sister could no longer urge the shield in time, and at the same time, they vomited blood and flew upside down by the sword pointer.

The shadow flashed, and the Huafeng brothers and sisters who were flying upside down only felt a chill in their abdomen, and the dantian and the Yuan Ying were pierced by the shadow, and they lost their voice before they landed.

In fact, if they don't make up this sword, the two of them will also die, they don't have a strong body like Mu Zizhen, this sword is not to kill them, but not to give the two Yuanying a chance to escape.

The Stygian took the two of them and the fairy blade, which was still wrapped in leather, and transformed into a giant sword again, holding up Mu Zizhen and flying out into the distance, and at this point, his consciousness completely fell into a coma.

In a crack, Mu Zizhen's exercises operated unconsciously, his breath continued to rise, and his body swelled several times, looking like a ball of meat.

Although it is ugly, it is fortunate that it was not blown up after all.

Ran Ting, her name is very ordinary, but anyone who sees her face will be amazed, even if she is also a woman.

Clear water out of hibiscus, natural carving.

The phoenix eyebrows are bright, the nose is exquisite, the skin is like snow, and the red lips are more like a little red plum in the snow.

She looks like a fairy in the painting, and at this moment, she is frowning slightly and looking at Mu Zizhen who is unconscious in the pit.

The reason why I frowned was because I thought it was a strange beast in the distance of spiritual sense, but I didn't think that it was a person up close, but this person was so seriously injured.

Could it be that he has cultivated some fierce beast spell that causes him to look like a man who doesn't recognize him now, and a beast who doesn't recognize it?