Fifty-one Deadpools rolled in a storm, surrounding Xinyun, Danyu, and Lu Lingfeng in the center, with no way out. They had no intention of fleeing, even though they knew that this would be a vicious battle and that they might fall here if they were not careful, but they had no choice.

"Steady, as long as Yu Xiaoyao is dragged away by his clothes, the people from the clan and the four major pavilions will be able to arrive soon. Xinyun has already sent a message from the outside through the passage, and although the reply received is intermittent, it is enough to see that the cabinet is prepared.

Before she could finish her transmission, she saw eighteen aura lights with completely different aura powers, enveloping violent waves and whirlpools towards her. Her figure trembled and became huge, her snow-white hair dancing wildly in the storm.

Roar Roar Roar –

The tiger's roar was earth-shattering, her sharp teeth made her look fierce and hideous, the tiger's claws were no longer plush pink cushions, and the moment she stretched forward, her snow-colored pointed nails cut countless stars and moons in the air. The raging storm was defeated by the stars and moon in less than a moment.

Eighteen Deadpools looked shocked, and the tiny Terran body was like ants in front of the huge white tiger, fragile and uneasy. Their realms are all in the late stage and consummation, but Xin Yun, who has just advanced to the late stage of Yuanying, is dozens of times stronger than them.

On the other side, eighteen Deadpools volleyed up into the sky, offering Extreme Yin or Water Spirits with rich natal spirit weapons, and wave after wave of torrents swept away from bottom to top, forming an ocean with no edge in sight in the sky.

The ocean slowly ascended, trying to drown the flames, and the closer they got to the flames, the more hazy they became, and gradually, the newly formed huge ocean was turned into mist by the flames that could not be extinguished.

Danyu's body shrunk through the deep air, and she spewed flames at the eighteen monks below with great speed, and she sacrificed the Thousand Bird Order obtained in the Dongqing Temple, and countless phantoms of the Ancient Bird Clan fluttered their wings and swooped downward.

The Thousand Bird Order can not only emit a fluctuation that can only be sensed by the Bird Clan, but also call all the Bird Clans within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, and awaken the Thousand Bird Soul stored in the token when they can't find the same kind of Bird Clan.

This is the secret treasure of the Phoenix clan in the ancient flood period, created by the first generation of demon ancestors, and the grade and realm cannot be assessed by today's standards. Just like the Yuqing Sword Soul and the Shangqing Sword Soul, it is one of the supreme weapons in the world.

The eighteen monks who were full of confidence were shocked by the Thousand Bird Souls, and the power contained in these phantoms far exceeded their realm, leaving them powerless to fight back.

On the other side, fifteen monks took the initiative to choose to besiege Lu Lingfeng, thinking that it was just a primordial infant early stage sword cultivator, even if he was the first disciple of the Lingxiao Sword Sect, Dingtian could exert the strength of a primordial infant.

What they didn't expect was that Lu Lingfeng's sword moves were extremely domineering, and as soon as he attacked, he attacked two of them without his life, and in just half a day, he defeated these two flesh primordial infants.

The remaining thirteen monks had to be cautious, and the division of labor between the main attack and assist was clear, but their skills and moves were not of high grade, and the teachings they received were not as good as Lu Lingfeng. The Dao essence contained in the sword made people have to retreat one after another.

At the top of the twin peaks, the fierce battle continued, and the clothes had long since turned to dust, and they reached the entrance of the valley silently.

Yu Xiaoyao's black hair was tied behind her back, and she was extremely thin in a black gauze skirt, she stood proudly in the air, holding a dark red long sword covered with runes, her eyes were cold and fierce, and the whole person did not look like a living Terran monk, but like a humanoid incarnation of a spirit sword.

Without saying a word, he put away the secret technique and raised his sword to split, and the moment the sound of breaking the air sounded, Yu Xiaoyao had already moved.

"Doesn't you claim to be the ninth in the world? Yu Xiaoyao's tone was full of excitement, she had long wanted to fight with Fu Yi, and today it was finally realized, she will step on this rumored first sword to advance to the Yuan Infant Consummation, and realize her own sword momentum!

"Ahem, who made you the eighth in the world? What can I do if I'm not careful!" Fu Yi didn't dare to ignore it, Yu Xiaoyao was now in the late Yuan Infant stage, and her strength was far stronger than Lu Lingfeng, and the gap between her and Lu Lingfeng was only because her sword qi was unusual.

"You are self-aware. Yu Xiaoyao's black hair flew in the furious sword qi, and the sword in his right hand swung forward flatly, and the space was immediately shrouded by the sword qi that was about to turn into nothing.

"Yu Xiaoyao, you are a sword cultivator at the top of the Three Thousand Domains, how can you be reduced to listening to Erxiao's orders to do things? If I were you, I would take his sacrificial sword to the next level!"

This is the first time that someone can compete with the Tai Chi sword light, and Yu Xiaoyao is clearly affected by the power of the source, but she just doesn't move, standing in place with a cold face, her back straight.

She does not attack wildly with her sword, but finds every opportunity to swing a sword or two, and each time she can force Fu Yi to dodge everywhere, and can effectively prevent the condensation of Tai Chi sword light.

Fuyi's tone of voice was relaxed, but he didn't dare to slack off in his heart. But she knew that Yu Xiaoyao was the same.

"When I kill you, it's not too late to take his sword. Where would Yu Xiaoyao really obey Xiao Xiao's orders, I don't know if he was in a good mood when he met a desirable opponent, and he had the heart to say a few more words about it.

"If I want to advance to the Upper Domain, I need a large number of Yuan Infant Stage Sacrifice Swords that are not weak, he has a lot of people, and counting his deity, it should be enough. ”

As a killing Taoist monk, Yu Xiaoyao's reason for acting has always been simple and rude, if he can kill, he can advance, so he will do it. As for Fu Yi wanting to provoke her resistance to Yan Xiao, she didn't care at all.

The two sword qi collided in this space, resisted each other, and fought.

The sword qi of the cloth is filled with the purest Dao essence between heaven and earth, the golden spirit is very powerful, but the moves have her unique harmony, between the virtual and the real, everything is born and everything is destroyed.

Yu Xiaoyao's sword qi is always a simple and direct killing intent. It is the domineering of killing all the strong people in the world, the pride above all things, and on anyone, this pride will make people feel stupid and conceited, but it is her, and this pride does not seem abrupt at all.

In the two completely different sword qi, there is a similar arrogance and absolute power, and the entire valley is shaking, roaring, the mountains are shaking, the earth is broken, and the finger-thick spatial cracks are covered with thousands of miles.

For the first time since her rebirth, Fu Yi felt such pressure, as if this fight was no longer just a sword fight, but a comprehension of the way of the sword between the two sides. Moves and sword qi were no longer important, and they were all scratched with countless scars on their bodies, but their eyes were shining with excitement.

Fu Yi is no longer obsessed with condensing the Tai Chi sword light, she is immersed in the Taoist meaning conveyed by the opponent's sword qi, and feels from the opponent's strength, forming a more complete process of Taoism in her heart.