Outside the Wanfu Inn, Wu Mane looked at the sky sluggishly, with a shocked expression, the eleven natal flying swords were as long as the sword qi was like a rainbow through the sky!

In his cognition, in the history of the Golden Crow Kingdom, the person who has the most natal flying swords is only three "only", and he also shines in the way of the sword, and finally successfully soars out of the Seven Heavens.

And the Natal Flying Sword recorded in the entire Seven Heavens has at most one person, and there are only five "only" of them......

Today, these eleven flying swords came out together, as if they had directly overturned the ancient sword path!

It was hard for Wu Mane to imagine how those innate sword embryos, who were originally unique in ten thousand, would feel when they saw it, and perhaps they didn't dare to think about it at all......

It's hard to imagine that the black-robed man who lives in his mansion almost all the year round and rarely goes out is willing to be his secret guard, and he often fishes on top of the man's eleven natal flying swords......

If such a person does not seek death, what will be the height of the future......

Wu Mane tried his best to stabilize his mind, turned his head and ran into the inn, leaving more than a dozen city guards on the long street......

In the city lord's mansion, the old man Pei Mingming took a pill, and without caring about wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he flew to the city gate, Chen Twelve's natal flying sword was completely unexpected, even if he cultivated in the middle of Jindan, it was difficult to suppress the three flying swords at the same time to break out of the sword pavilion...... What's more, eleven handles come out together.

And now there is no shadow left in the Burial Sword Pavilion, and the broken stone debris has long sunk to the bottom of the lake where most of the water is gone.

Since it can't be stopped, let's wait and see what happens, maybe Chen Twelve has the strength to fight with the other party...... But in the end, he was bound to hand out a sword, no matter who the sword was aimed at, it was better to keep the Wu family out of the matter after all, Pei Mingming thought.

Outside the west gate, Wang Yougen noticed the strangeness of the people in the first ten miles of the city, and couldn't help frowning, and his divine sense immediately took off, and the eleven rays of light came from far and near, and the momentum was violent.

"Natal Flying Sword ......," Bai Yi muttered.

The next moment, all the flying swords jumped over the city, suddenly spun in the air, and the sound of the wind suddenly rose in all directions, "whisking" on the city wall with a bang, and also made the white-clothed hunting sound.

At the head of the city, the few people who bet on the black robe to win were originally enthusiastic, but at this moment they couldn't help but be a little discouraged, they didn't understand why they didn't kill people when the flying sword arrived!

However, if you are fortunate enough to bet on the innate sword embryo with eleven natal flying swords, this cow can blow for a lifetime, this is what the vast majority of people think at the moment, as for the others, they are still in shock and unable to extricate themselves.

In mid-air, Chen Twelve was waiting, waiting for the white clothes at the head of the flying sword to make a move, but after a while, the man was still looking at his own flying sword......

"Chen Twelve, I didn't expect your family to be so rich, borrow me a few tricks to play?" Wang Yougen joked.

The eleven flying swords of different colors and sizes rang out in an instant......

"Mountains!" Chen Twelve waved his sleeves......

"Hotaru!"

"Waterlogged!"

If the natal flying sword is named, the three handles fall in turn, and the speed is extremely fast!

Wang Yougen raised his head......

Ten miles in the first ten miles of the city, everyone couldn't help but exclaim, when the first long sword fell, the weather changed completely, and a huge mountain peak was transformed, more than 600 zhang higher than the head of the city, and then another one, and in an instant, there were five peaks stacked down!

The second small sword is like a ghost fire, spinning and stopping, and at the same time, the real speed is as fast as a shock!

The third giant sword was as bright as water, and before it could fall, it conjured into a column of water that soared into the sky, and became one with the mountain peaks, like a mountain flowing down with all the water!

The white clothes were full of green silk flying around, and there was an invisible pressure on his shoulders that forced his legs to sink slightly, so he simply sank down, and the next moment, the small sword of Liuying swept in front of the "high mountains and flowing water", raised his hand, and suddenly the fairy qi was running, and he punched it straight!

"Boom!"

The small sword flew out upside down, the sword qi suddenly overflowed, and a drop of blood also oozed out of Wang Yougen's fist, and on the top of his head, the illusion of "high mountains and flowing water" pressed down, but the white clothes were unmoved, and the dust was flying around......

"This!"

"Ti Xiu! He's Ti Xiu!"

"How is it possible! How can a Yuan Infant Monk be a physical cultivator!"

......

Above the city, there are countless people who have lost their voices.

The ancestor of the Zheng family, the ancestor of the Luo family, and Lingbaozhai are all incredible.

Luo Zhi opened her mouth wide, her eyes widened, and let the wind blow, at this moment, it seemed that there was a gap between her and the white clothes, and it was difficult for the woman to fly over.

Under the mask, Chen Twelve's face was solemn......

Wang Yougen was pressed by the illusion, and the bones in his body gurgled loudly, and finally, the mountains and the covered water deceived him one after the other, but the flowing fireflies also turned back at the same time!

Wang Yougen took a step forward, swept with a high whip leg, and the wind rose out of thin air, rolling stones and weeds all over the ground.

"Boom!"

Liuyi flew out upside down again, and the white clothes immediately sank and threw two punches into the sky!

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

After two loud bangs, the white clothes were no longer visible, they were all dusty, and the mountains and water shook out of the air.

In Chen Twelve's divine sense, Wang Yougen looked at a few drops of blood on his fists, wiped them casually, and smiled again......

That's not like mockery, that's appreciation?

The black-robed man flicked his sleeves, and eleven flying swords swept into the dust at the same time!

For a while, a vision appeared in the sky, and the dark clouds quickly condensed, and there was lightning and thunder in an instant!

And where the eleven natal flying swords are, in addition to the "high mountains and flowing water" and the "ghost fire" illusion, there are also "stars"!"waning moon"!"sunset"!"xuanwu"!"vermilion bird"!"green dragon"!"white tiger"!"an old man with a forked waist preaching"Faxiang!

In the flow of brilliance, only a few people in the city can stare, and the vast majority can only squint and glimpse.

At this time, Pei Mingming also jumped onto the city, and couldn't help but be shocked by what he saw, his body trembled, he only knew that Chen Twelve and Three Swords were mountains, covered with water, and flowing fireflies, and he didn't know anything about the other eight swords, it was unbelievable that the remaining eight swords were so huge, and the old man's law was even more unexpected......

Such a Dharma Aspect Natal Sword is really born against the sky! It is completely conceived by virtue of the obsession of the innate sword embryo!

At this moment, Pei Mingli understood why Chen Twelve wanted to bury the sword under the pavilion, because he was afraid that the heavens would not allow the existence of the old man's law, and he wanted to cover a flying sword that should not exist in the world with ten natal flying sword sword qi!

"Boom, boom, boom......"

"Boom! Bang ......"

The dust sky, the roar is endless, and under the lightning, the illusion of a flying sword falls and soars into the air!

There is only one preaching old man who still has the same appearance, not moving like a mountain, this natal sword that is considered extraordinary by the people at the head of the city is indeed powerful, but only Chen Twelve can see it really, the sword is against the chest of the white cloth, but it is not allowed to enter!

Under the mask, the man's expression was complicated, and the other party only shot at the ten swords, and did not touch the sword of the law phase......

This made Chen Twelve hesitate, originally planned to use that "bloodline" to lead the heavenly tribulation to the world, and take the opportunity to abolish Jin Dan and end up with the surname Wang, but at this moment, his sword heart was a little unstable......

"Seventh brother...... "The black-robed man muttered......

The next moment, the lightning pierced the sky and slashed at the old man's Faxiang, but in an instant, the Faxiang shook up, and the lightning did not stagnate, and fell directly into a mile of dust, pointing directly at Baiyi.

At the head of the city, everyone looked horrified, and was greatly surprised by this unexpected scene......

The voice that Luo Zhi blurted out was swallowed up by a loud roar.

Chen Twelve's divine consciousness was shattered in an instant, but the law phase in mid-air was bright, and the lightning afterglow was also dazzling, but the next moment, nearly ten zhang of residual light exploded, and a flying sword was thrown out of the dust.

"Chen Twelve, take care of your father!"

The blood stopped beside the black robe, Chen Twelve's clenched fists slowly loosened, and his divine sense penetrated into the dust again, the white clothes were no longer snow-white, and in some places they were torn apart, and it was pitch black, and the man's face was covered with dust, and his hair was full of green silk.

At the head of the city, everyone gasped, and the strength of Yuan Ying and physical cultivation made people tremble.

At this time, someone exclaimed, it turned out that the long sword beside the black-robed man had submerged into his body.

"Wang Gushan! dare to fight!" Chen Twelve shouted.

Before he could respond, the man rolled up his sleeves and threw out a quaint fist in the air!

"He's actually a physical cultivator!" the ancestor of the Zheng family exclaimed.

"Physical cultivation! This Chen Twelve is also physical cultivation!"

"Two major body cultivators!

Pei Wusheng's pupils swelled, she didn't expect the other party to be in the Wu family for many years and hide so deeply!

Low in the air, the ten long swords were still attacking, and the black-robed man flew into the dust in the next moment!

A white dress stepped out of several holes on the ground, and then jumped up, and under the eyes of everyone, two fists struck! And there are flying swords piercing the white clothes! Fantasy is layered on top of each other!

"Boom!"

The black robe flew out five or six feet upside down, and moved around in a low altitude before landing steadily.

Wang Yougen also fell to the ground, and then waved his arms, knocking the ten flying swords away one by one, he spat out a breath of turbidity, and there were already spots of blood on the phantom clothes, all of which were on top of the fists, caused by flying swords, and even more by the lightning strike!

Hitting the lightning before, the natal dragon claw in his body was quite profitable, which made him a little surprised.

At this time, he didn't think that Chen Twelve was actually a physical cultivator, he clenched his fists, turned his head, and looked at each other!

The two collided together, punching each other, and flowing, but Wang Yougen was obviously a few points faster, he not only had to deal with the fists of the black-robed man, but also broke ten flying swords.

In the sky, the lightning seemed to have lost its bearings, and began to be irritable, roaring continuously, exploding among the dark clouds, and then striking the two on the ground in an instant.

The white robe and the black robe punched at the same time, and a huge lightning bolt burst out! After the white light leaked, the rain poured down, and the sky was full of dust for a while, but it soon disappeared without a trace.

On one side of the city, layers of light curtains were lit up, and the rain flowed down the city wall along the light curtain, and there were also people with a decent realm who flew to the ordinary people on the other side, and they released their cultivation, and the light curtain was lit up to block the rain for the neighbors who were also in Shoucheng......

At this time, everyone also saw the scene of the two fighting each other outside the city, and only then did they realize that there was a flying sword that did not have the slightest brilliance, but it fought against ten flying swords! The sword aura was not small! It was very majestic!