The dim dense forest was torn apart by the dazzling silver light, like a complete curtain of expressions, suddenly born countless openings, fine and dense, seemingly chaotic, but implied that the rules were unavoidable.

But in an instant, the fine and dense silver light suddenly changed, like a waterfall falling to the ground, like a tsunami surging, spilling unstoppable towards the demon beasts below, as well as the defenseless flickering sleeves.

The sword aura contained in the silver light was not only extremely powerful, but also mixed with a formidable power, and when the silver light swayed to the ground, the entire space of the dense forest seemed to shake for a moment.

The power of time and space generated by the Xuanniao Wing Feather and the Vermilion Bird Wing Feather swept across the sword light, and the grass and trees cracked along with the ground, and then swept up into the air under the impact of the air current, and the dust rose in the rumbling sound, dyeing large areas of the sky a dim yellow.

The formidable flesh of the second-order demon beast on the ground was like a piece of tissue paper under the sword light, and the blood marks burst in the blink of an eye, and the blood splattered everywhere, wailing all over the ground.

She instinctively struck a sword at the ground with her right hand, and regained her foothold in mid-air with the force of the impact, avoiding falling into the trampling of the berserk beasts.

"Who!" Fu Yi felt a kind of embarrassment in her heart, and the secret attack was obviously aimed at her, making her feel an irrepressible anger.

Cultivating to the early stage of foundation building in a short period of time made her convinced of her identity as the "Chosen Daughter", coupled with the overwhelming victory every time she fought the method, her self-confidence was growing day by day, and it was difficult for someone to dare to take the initiative against her.

She couldn't see the figure in the air clearly, she couldn't catch the other party's spiritual breath, and when the sword qi swept in endlessly, she felt a wisp of familiarity with an unfamiliar aura.

"Whisking?"

With a look on his sleeves, he finally had a trace of vigilance in his heart. This is the biggest stumbling block in her cultivation path, and if she can't solve it, her road to the top will be bumpy, and even fatal.

"What kind of sword cultivation is sneakily hiding, and he doesn't show up quickly!"

Flicked his sleeves and shouted, two gray and black afterimages burst out behind him, the sword energy contained in the dark light is not pure, but the aura is more sufficient, and it is better to use a sword than a spell attack when speaking.

Seeing this, Fu Yi secretly pursed his lips, it seems that the spirit of the machine is not willing to teach the sleeves any real materials, this kind of fancy sword move, it looks quite imposing, but in fact, it is strong on the outside and inside, and it can't withstand her few moves at all.

She was completely unstimulated by the words of the flicker, sometimes hidden in the air, sometimes like lightning behind the opponent, the sword qi hit the defensive aura one after another, and the angle was extremely fast, making it impossible to guard against.

With the ghostly figure and the mysterious sword aura, Fu Yi suddenly felt that his strength had increased more than twice as much as before.

The Qiankun Sword is a mixture of Sycamore Wood Breath, Phoenix Fire Breath, Qilin Earth Breath, and Alien Mineral Essence's Golden Fire Spiritual Breath, which greatly suppresses the sword moves that are similar to the Five Elements Spell. Coupled with the gentle aura of Bai Ze's bones as a harmony, the power of gold, wood, fire, and earth can be exerted to the extreme after fusion.

Seeing that the basic power of the Qiankun Sword was so strong, Fu Yi couldn't help but feel happy in his heart, and at the same time quickly urged the mirage coral breath contained in the sword, and the silver light suddenly changed, like a dreamlike light and shadow that made it difficult to distinguish the color, and the surrounding space seemed to be distorted, swaying and swaying, as if breaking into the dizzy world of a drunken person.

Seeing this, he was shocked, thinking that this was because the Qiankun Sword itself was so powerful that it could cause space distortion, and at this thought, his body had already felt a powerful tearing force, as if it was about to be torn apart by the irresistible power of space.

"It's not good......" Flick sleeves showed a little panic in his eyes, and his heart was even more mixed, and his hatred and disgust for Whisk clothes became more and more intense, and he even couldn't help but complain that this Fang Tiandao had arranged the opponent too strongly.

Fu Yi didn't know what the other party was thinking, so he only tried his best to try his sword, and it would be best if he could inflict fatal damage. Her divine sense noticed the green-clothed and white-dressed nun on the other side, because the demon beast was frightened by the sword qi, her pressure was reduced a lot, and she finally had no worries about her life.

Fuyi didn't mean to ask her to help, but what she didn't expect was that the nun solved the last four-winged bird, and she didn't care about the attack in this direction, and the spear in her hand was like a bolt of lightning, roaring across the air, directly attacking the lifeline of Fu's sleeve.

"Looking for death!" Flicking his sleeves without hitting one place, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and he took out one of his two swords and rushed towards the spear, followed by a crisp sound followed by a piercing sound of hard objects rubbing, sparks splashed in the air, and were soon dispersed by a heavy aura vortex.

Seeing that the situation was favorable, he no longer concealed his whereabouts, and sacrificed the deep mist suspended in mid-air, and with a wave of his right hand, the Qiankun Sword buzzed and broke through the qi waves, flashing in the air, and with the help of the breath of the mirage coral, countless identical swords were conjured, and it was impossible to distinguish between the virtual and the real.

There was a strong attack by the green-clothed nun below, and there was an amazing sword rain on it, and the sleeves sandwiched in the middle could no longer support it, and it swayed with the disc under her feet. She could still feel the pull of the force of space, and everywhere she could see was a distorted image, causing her attacks to fall into place.

Qiang Qiang Qiang –

The silver sword gasified and rained down, and the light of the void and reality collided with a black sword with a crisp sound, and the black sword body obviously showed fine cracks, and the chest of the sleeves connected to the heart was dull, and it looked like it was about to fall from the magic weapon.

The female correction below manipulated the spear to fight with another black sword, and the sword that lost its master's control finally couldn't support it, and was stabbed by the spear and broke through the middle, and then flew deeper into the dense forest under a single pick.

"I hope that the machine spirit will not occupy the physical body......" Fuyi saw that the spiritual light around her body was dissipated, and the spiritual breath and vitality were all passing in the sword rain, and the killing intent in her heart suddenly appeared, and she wanted to take this opportunity to kill her.

The soul of the sleeve is not a high-level instrument spirit, and once the dantian is destroyed, the soul will definitely die.

The Qiankun Sword sensed the master's intentions, and buzzed excitedly in the air, and in an instant, the dust swept up into the sky like a storm, and a large area of dense forests was shrouded in darkness. It stands proudly in the air, like a master who looks down on all beings.

"Kill her. With the thought in his heart, a complex and mysterious aura suddenly burst out from Qiankun's body, and the dazzling silver light rose to the sky, and for a time it was brighter than the daylight.

That mysterious aura was formless and substantial, but it was as pervasive as air, and the green-clothed nun below only felt that the spear was uncontrollable, and the spiritual power in her body was difficult to operate, and she inexplicably gave birth to a sense of surrender.

The already exhausted sleeve finally fell from the disc to the ground, spitting black blood clots in his mouth, convulsions and twists all over his body, confused by the illusion of "space distortion" in his mind, and hit hard by the mysterious aura in the sword qi, his eyes rolled and gradually lost consciousness.

Fu Yi was happy in her heart, and urged the Qiankun sword to slash straight at the center of her eyebrows, as long as she destroyed her sister's body, the disgusting otherworldly soul inside would no longer have the possibility of jumping!

Click...... Click......

Boom Boom Boom –

A cloud of dust and smoke burst into the sky, and the Qiankun Sword sank deep into the ground, but the sleeve that should have been pierced was nowhere to be seen, just like every time it disappeared, silently, not even a wisp of breath was left.

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