When the sword was released, the original chaotic aura vortex and the residual power of the fighting method in the distance all stopped because of this sword, and after three breaths, the sword qi overflowed into the dim sky, and the light was dazzling, but people could not capture the existence of the sword qi.

This is a sign that she is about to turn reality into nothingness, and the sword power kills invisibly, but now she has not yet been able to reach the realm of absolute intangibility.

Despite this, after the air flow stagnated for three breaths, countless small cracks burst out of the sky, like someone's long hair had been cut off and scattered in the wind, but these black lines as thin as hair were more deadly.

The sword qi that gathered the power of the golden spirit and the origin, and the sword qi full of brutal demonic energy, collided in the middle of the two of them, and in an instant, the sky changed, the ground cracked inch by inch, and the spatial crack swelled to the thickness of a finger in the blink of an eye.

This battlefield is a killing machine, and even the aura vortex mixed with the residual power of the sword qi can destroy the body of a Yuan Infant Monk in an instant.

The young demon cultivator's expression was quite calm, as if he had expected it, and he was very dexterous in avoiding every active or passive attack, and his pair of light swords became agile, no longer as heavy and arrogant as just now. Sometimes as soft as rain, sometimes as light as a flame.

The sword swept away again, and the majestic sword qi also changed, and the power of the origin was fused in the white sword light, as if to deduce the vastness of heaven and earth, the brilliance of the sun, moon and stars, and let this sword reveal the mystery of nature.

The swordsmanship of the two has long surpassed the moves, and there are no moves to win, and a fighting method has become a battle between two sword hearts. Whoever has a firmer and more stable mind will win the final victory.

But both of them also know that there is another condition for the battle to continue, that is, the Pisces sword light will not rise to the sky. Once the clothes used this move, it was impossible for the young man to have the strength to fight back.

At the beginning, the young demon cultivator still had obvious contempt, he was extremely confident in his comprehension of the sword, and he had also been distracted by the clothes just now, and at that time, the rumors were really not credible.

He had long heard that there was a sword cultivator in the outer lands, who could calm the tsunami during the Jindan period, and at that time, he only felt that the foreign monks were all jokes, and he didn't know what kind of coincidental performance was actually rumored to be so miraculous. Later, all kinds of things related to the clothes continued to be introduced to the Demon Cultivation Domain, and he began to officially become interested.

It's just that he never thinks that Fuyi is as strong as others blowing, in his opinion, the first seat of the Lingxiao Sword Sect is still worth paying attention to, after all, it is a sword cultivator who has cultivated sword momentum, and the realm is already different. All the sword cultivators who have never condensed the sword momentum, he has the power to fight.

It was only at this moment that he truly realized that there was a sky outside the sky. It turned out that the rumors were true, the female cultivator in front of her was indeed not to be underestimated, she had obviously not exerted her full strength, and he had done his best.

The young man's face was gloomy, and there was a feeling of unwillingness and jealousy in his heart, he couldn't help but think that if the Demon Cultivation Domain was connected to the Outer Domain, he might have been greatly improved in his travels, and maybe he would have the same strength as Fu Yi, or even stronger.

All she got was to take advantage of the right time, place and people. Thinking of this, the young man's heart burned with rage, and malice and murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"Why are you still angry?" Fu Yi felt his angry sword aura, only to feel confused, and secretly said that the hearts of these male cultivators were indeed needles under the sea.

After a few confrontations, she figured out the general strength of the young man, and said unceremoniously that it was equivalent to sixty percent of her, and if she really wanted to fight for her life, she couldn't compare to Lu Lingfeng.

The sword moves mixed with demonic energy have no freshness, and the sword qi that changed at the beginning is gradually filled with anger and hatred, so the advantage of no moves has become messy.

"It's boring......" Fu Yiben had the idea of honing his swordsmanship, and wanted to fight against him for a few days and nights, but he didn't expect that it was only one day and one night, and the other party could no longer stabilize his mind. As soon as the sword heart is messed up, the sword is no longer strong.

Feeling her carelessness, the young man became even more angry, and his arrogant nature was revealed again, and he said provocatively: "You still dare to call yourself the ninth in the world with this ability? It is rumored that you have a sword move that is extremely strange, could it be that you can't use it today?"

Fu Yi couldn't help but pout when she heard his agitation, and her heart said In addition to shaking the light real person, seven sword cultivators who condensed sword momentum, and the strength of Yu Xiaoyao in the three thousand domains was above her, so it was not the ninth in the world.

She is so modest, she still has to be picked, it's really difficult to be a real person!

"In that case, then it is good to satisfy you. Fu Yi was too lazy to entangle with him again, his expression was solemn, his momentum changed suddenly, and the fierce golden spirit was integrated with an aura that could contain all things, and the coercion was like the wrath of the sky.

In the depths of the sky, the two sword qi, one black and one white, quickly condensed and converged, and the Taiji sword light blended with yin and yang, and the chaotic space and air flow seemed to be smoothed. However, the almost formless and substantial sword qi contains absolute power, which is unquestionable and irresistible, and life and death are only in a single thought.

The young man's breath was disordered, the blood flow and spiritual power were no longer controlled, and even Zhihai and Yuanying became strangers, completely disobeying the call of his heart. A pair of his light swords trembled and decreased, not to mention the complete moves, and even the momentum of the sword was no longer there.

His whole body was stiff and cold, his heart was like falling into an ice cellar, and he wanted to dissipate the fear and surrender that rose from the bottom of his heart, but he felt a kind of suppression from the origin of heaven and earth.

In less than an instant, the young man knew that his life was over. At the last moment of his life, he suddenly gave birth to a strong sense of resistance, roared unwillingly, and applied exercises instead, the spiritual power reversed, and frantically absorbed all the spiritual energy and demonic energy, and the Yuan Ying reached the limit between breaths.

"Let's all die—" The young man's roar reverberated through the sky, and could be heard even in the distance as far away as Black Wind Ridge.

"If you can't beat it, you will blow yourself up?!" Fu Yi was so angry that his eyes were round, and he turned his head and ran away, where did he care what to win and bleach, she had seen the power of self-explosion in her infancy, and she didn't want to repeat it.

She fled forward with all her might, more than three hundred miles, but the loud rumbling noise and powerful qi waves still hit her, and the coercion generated by heaven and earth directly penetrated the defensive skirt barrier, hitting the meridians of the sea of knowledge, and she bared her teeth in pain.

Whew—

A tiger roar came from not far away, and Fu Yi heard that this was Xinyun's roar after eating pain, and quickly held back the sharp pain of Zhihai and said: "Take me for a ride, I can't run!"

Xinyun walked through the turbulent air flow for a moment before finding her, angrily loaded her into the storage space, and continued to run into the distance while transmitting the voice: "Look at you, I just told me to save some strength, but I ran to fight with others happily, this is fun, right?"

"Hehe, impulsively, fortunately, stay away from everyone, otherwise most of the casualties will be killed and injured this time. At the beginning, Fu Yi thought about going farther, so as not to hurt the innocent with the Tai Chi sword light, but she didn't expect that she didn't affect anyone, but people didn't care about their teammates and blew herself up.