Sixteen sword rays flew through the sky and hit the mountain devouring snail with unmistakable accuracy. In fact, it would be strange to say that such a terrifying attack would not be hit, such a large body moved extremely slowly, and the sword was powerful.

The gray-robed old man didn't even need to turn his head, just by his voice, he knew that the strange beast he had worked so hard to summon had been broken.

"This trick you use is April Cold Spring?"

His long and narrow eyes stared at Qiu Fuxu, and the old man's chest began to rise and fall violently.

April is a cold spring!

After Zhao Beihong got the book of life, combined with his own cultivation, he used two hundred years of penance to create his own stunt. The last time he fought with him in the Chaos Heavens, the old man thought that Zhao Beihong had eaten him to death. At the last moment, he wanted to take off his head in one fell swoop and win the first prize for the Holy Venerable.

Who knew that the Confucian student not only pretended to be invincible, but also hid a set of killer weapons with sixteen consecutive slashes. The distance between the old man and the Confucian was only a few inches at that time, and Zhao Beihong made a lightning shot and hit the knife. The condensation of the sword intent, the swiftness of the sword move! If it were the other seven Venerables, maybe Zhao Beihong would have already succeeded.

It's a pity that this Black Venerable is a mountain spirit master, the only and independent existence among the nine realms. There were so many people who wanted to kill him, but they couldn't.

The Realm of Misfortune is a special realm, and it is from this realm that this old man known as the Black Venerable comes from.

This realm was originally called the Mountain and Sea Realm, and there were only two kinds of people in the realm, mortals and mountain spirit masters, and mountain spirit masters were the honorific titles given to cultivators by secular mortals. The reason why the old man changed his name to the Mountain and Sea Realm to the Mi Blame Realm was precisely because he was so disappointed in this world.

By chance, as a mortal, he obtained the Heavenly Ruler of the Guardian Divine Treasure! A long ruler in dark blue, measuring the balance of heaven at the top and the nine shades at the bottom. Energy demons are evil, and even more energy is absurd.

The gray-robed old man was already tormented by the gods on the mountain. When he obtained the divine treasure cultivation and enlightenment, when he became a great achievement, with a glimmer of hope, the old man traveled all over the mountains and seas. However, he was disappointed, and no one could satisfy the old man under the measure of the ruler.

The slaughter began, and the old man was invincible with his divine treasure. When no wizard in the world can go through ten rounds under him, the fate of the loser is very simple. There are no more immortals in the mountains and seas, only scattered mortals who are like ants and lingering. When the old man broke the boundary and left, he used the ruler to re-depict the boundary monument.

Mike the world!

The realm of Sumeru, absurd beings, take the blame and die by themselves!

"What's the matter? Now that I think about it? I thought that the immovable mountain was enough to make you remember it vividly, but the mountain-devouring snail is no longer in the world of misfortune, right? ”

The gray-robed old man seemed to be told that he was in the sore spot, and the fierce light in his eyes was exposed. The big sleeves fluttered, and two thin palms like claws stretched out. The dark green magic light flickered between the hands, and they snapped together. The demonic energy rippled out like a wave.

Qiu Fuxu's brows furrowed slightly, this old demon still didn't give up. I'm afraid I'm going to use the Heavenly Ruler, right? Gently rubbing Youmei in his hand, he secretly thought in his heart. The soldiers defending the city under their feet could not live without the golden rain curtain, once they could not continue to maintain. I believe that it will not be long before the entire front collapses.

The huge body of the mountain devouring snail had slowly disappeared, and the old man put his palms together and pulled it to both sides with difficulty.

Can't wait any longer!

Qiu Fuxu jumped off the city, clicked twice under his feet, and quickly rushed to the front of the battlefield. Flying quickly at low altitude, the Youmei in his hand was already out of the sheath.

"The sword of the king, catch the sea and chase the waves!"

The figure stopped in the chaos of the army, and a sword trick was slashed out, and he immediately put the sword into his arms. The plum returned to the sheath, and the white mangs suddenly skyrocketed!

"I have a sword, and everywhere I go is peaceful!"

Another sword trick was struck! Qiu Fuxu chose the wisest solution, first cleaning up the trash fish and preserving his own combat strength. No matter what the gray-robed old man does next, the top priority is to stabilize his own position first!

The waves rose from the ground, and the waves crashed on the nearby hillside, and countless boulders were instantly shattered! The waves alone have such a domineering power, so if they were in the midst of this terrifying wave...

The first sword trick is naturally the immortal method of senior brother Zhao Beihong. But this second sword trick is the Taiping Sword Technique that Qiu Fuxu has just recently comprehended and created himself.

At first, it was just unintentional when practicing calligraphy, who knew that the pen power was too domineering, and the jade soul steel desk used for writing was directly divided into two from the middle!

Later, after careful deduction and little by little improvement, this Taiping Sword Technique was finally created. I didn't have time to discuss a thing or two with my senior brother, and now I have thrown myself into the battlefield.

The Taiping sword is out, and the world is peaceful!

It is not only Qiu Fuxu's beautiful vision, but also the career he has pursued all his life!

The magic of this sword is that it can be used together with Zhao Beihong's sword trick!

The tip of the sword cut through the void, drawing a white line a hundred feet long. The white line chased the waves and soon merged with them. The tumbling waves moved forward mercilessly, and the demonic beasts wrapped in the huge waves were repeatedly strangled by the white threads twisted in them!

The combined use of the two sword tricks is really a means of heavenly punishment! The sword tricks of catching the sea are more powerful than they are delicate enough, and they often leave fish that slip through the net in the face of a large number of enemies. And the Taiping Sword Technique just perfectly solves this problem. If it weren't for the last resort, Qiu Fuxu would never have used such a murderous trick.

Overhead, the old man had already successfully pulled out the ruler of the sky! The blue light shook in the old man's hand, and the dark clouds in the sky also stirred. The old man in the gray robe saw that he had suffered heavy losses and planned to return the salute immediately.

Qiu Fuxu was slightly out of breath, danced a sword flower in his right hand, his legs sank, and he flew up! The tip of the sword pointed directly at the old man, and the Confucian turned into a white streamer, and came to the old man in an instant.

It's very dangerous to interrupt someone casting a spell, especially if they're a master of their level. Once the entry point is not well controlled, the huge backlash energy is likely to hang the two of them in the endless void in an instant.

The gray-robed old man looked at the middle-aged Confucian in front of him in disbelief, was he crazy? He actually wanted to exchange his own life for the lives of those who were about to die?

Li Tianqi's magical power has been urged, and the old man turned his heart sideways, and Li Tianqi and the fairy sword Youmei smashed together!

"Squeak...... Tom!!!"

In mid-air, a spherical ball of energy suddenly exploded! The clothes on the gray-robed old man's body were directly blown into wisps of rags, and Qiu Fuxu was obviously also seriously counterattacked. The front of the green shirt was scorched black, the sleeves of the arm holding the sword disappeared without a trace, and blood slowly dripped down the arm.

Yumei was shot down about ten paces by her side, and the tip of her sword went straight to the ground.

The defenders of Pinglan Fort were under the command of Han Shan, and as soon as Qiu Shengren flew into the sky, they collectively fell down. Han Shan, who was experienced on the battlefield, knew by his intuition only that he could escape by lying on the ground.

Standing up with difficulty, the rain had dissipated. Everyone dusted off the floating dirt from their bodies and looked ahead. In the distance, the demonic beasts charged again, and they quickly crossed the Yuyong River and rushed towards this side. Among the beasts, the figure of the Weeping Night Spirit appears and disappears from time to time!

Oh no, there are too many of the gray-robed old man's back hands. Struggled to support his body and pull out the Youmei on the ground. Looking at the approaching demonic beasts, Qiu Fuxu sighed softly.

A gentleman has something to do and something not to do. Abandoning the weak and living alone is not something he can do. The gray-robed old man should be a little worse than himself, because Li Tianqi was directly collapsed into the sky by the huge energy. Don't think about finding it for a while.

Without the weapons at hand, the gray-robed old man couldn't beat himself at all. But how to solve the beast tide in front of you?

Han Shan had already rushed up with a large army, and he and Qiu Fuxu stood side by side. They exchanged a look, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

As the so-called drunk and lying on the battlefield, how many people came back to fight in ancient times?