The divine birds on the bronze ancient lamp hissed, and the divine fire surged, sweeping up the sky, covering the dense sword snow in the sky.

The woman with a beautiful figure licked her lips with her tongue under the tulle, looking at the black-robed man who was striding forward, such a demeanor, it was really the best delicacy in the world.

The barefoot man clenched his fists and ran wildly, his fists carrying the wind and slamming into Zhang Sanmian's door.

Zhang San didn't dodge or dodge, the sword in front of him swirled, fist to sword qi!

The circulating sword qi was dented, and the barefoot man fell back, and the blood on his fist was speckled with blood, revealing white bones.

The man shook the empty wine jug, a little worried, how could he do without wine against such a strong man.

The man jumped from the top of the mountain, and the howl of Changge in his hand sounded, and he slashed at the black-robed man's head!

The golden-armored man standing with the sword held the giant sword, and when he ran forward, the giant sword rubbed a string of sparks against the ground, and stabbed out a sword at the sword qi that had just been dented by the barefoot man, and the giant sword penetrated the sword qi and stabbed into front of Zhang San's body.

The iron chain slowly tightened the black-robed man like a python, and the woman with a beautiful figure smiled lightly.

No one holds it up, one-on-one and Zhang San fight alone, as soon as he makes a move, it is a close siege!

The man who was entangled in the chains stopped, and a giant sword was about to be stabbed on his body in front of him, and the blood-red Changge with a wail above his head was about to split himself in half, and the chains on his body were still locking.

Zhang San smiled, stretched out his hand, and clenched the chain.

The woman with a beautiful figure was suddenly pulled in front of Zhang San from the stone pillar, the woman panicked, the man lifted the woman's veil, a good beauty, the woman's eyes flowed, and she smiled at the black-robed man in front of her.

The giant sword was stabbed on her body, Zhang San didn't care about it, the woman with a beautiful figure looked at the black-robed man and stretched out his hand to her stunning face, and laughed secretly in her heart, what about Zhang San, isn't he a hero who is sad about the beauty pass?

The next moment, the woman's blue nose and swollen face flew out upside down and smashed on the side of the mountain.

The black-robed man stretched out his hand to touch it, it was simply a punch to the face of the beautiful face!

Zhang San withdrew his fist, pinched Chang Ge who smashed down on his head with his fingers, and the sword roared between his fingers, suppressing ten thousand wails.

The golden-armored man couldn't believe it, the giant sword in his hand was stabbed on the black-robed man's body, there was no unimaginable blood donation, and even the black robe was not pierced, the big man only felt that it was stabbed on the tip of a sharp sword!

The sword was majestic, the iron chain was shattered inch by inch, Zhang San's fingers flicked, Chang Ge collapsed, and he took the man who was full of wine in his hand, and smashed his hand downward, and the gravel collapsed.

Every time the man took a step forward, the golden-armored big man took a step back, and the big man tried his best, and the giant sword stabbed on Zhang San's body trembled, and finally it broke off by itself.

Zhang San looked at the golden-armored man in front of him, who was still holding a sword, and reached out to grab it, and there was another big pit on the ground.

Lin Fan, Song Zhi and the others were just about to make a move, but on the sea of clouds, Bai Yunfa raised his fist and smashed it towards Zhang San with one punch.

The wind and snow rose again, and a snow-white crystal long sword was pressed against the fist of the law minister!

With the long sword and the law as the center, a roar sounded, and the shaking floating sea and mountains shook!

In the-for-tat confrontation, Fa Xiang's right arm was shattered, and the snow-white and crystalline long sword was shattered into a gap.

In the sea of clouds, Fa Xiang's right arm recovered as before, and his fist fell again, Yun Youya smiled: "Come on, come on, Zhang San, see if you can take a few punches from the old man!"

Zhang San raised his head, and for no reason remembered the picture of the immortal demon exterminating in the storytelling building, smiled, put the long sword behind him, took a deep breath, and punched the Fa Xiang who smashed down on his head!

Song Zhi and the three of them looked up, in the sky, punch after punch, and the sea of clouds was stirring!

Bai Yun Fa Xiang withdrew his hand, this time there was no scar at all, Yun Youya stroked his palm and laughed: "What, you Zhang San don't use a sword anymore?

Zhang San looked at the blood stains on his fist and did not speak.

Click!

The voice of the old man above the head of the law minister stopped abruptly!

On the sea of clouds, the white cloud law phase was covered with spiderweb-like cracks, and it collapsed with a bang!

The law phase was shattered, and Yun Youya floated in the air, laughing angrily, "What a Zhang San, the old man will see with you today whose fists are harder!"

Floating sea and mountain, the sea of clouds rolled, and once again converged into a Dharma Phase, and a punch was like a meteor sweeping across the sky, blasting towards Zhang San.

Zhang Sanyi punched out, met the law phase with a punch, Yun Youya snorted coldly, behind Zhang San, another law statue rose from the ground in the sea of clouds, and there was a punch behind Zhang San!

Zhang San stretched out a palm backwards to block his fist, one in front of the other, and the two Dharma statues surrounded Zhang San and began to fight.

Looking at the two people fighting in the sky, Song Zhiqingyi vibrate, thunder sounded in his body, and the five qi were spotless.

The liver is the wood of the east soul, the wood thunder is in the liver palace, the lungs are the gold of the west spirit, the gold thunder is in the lung palace, the heart is the fire of the southern god, the fire thunder is hidden in the heart palace, the spleen is the soil of the middle palace, the soil is buried in the spleen palace, the kidney is the water of the north essence, and the water mine is in the kidney palace.

Song Zhi pinched his hands.

"Tiangang Five Thunder Rectification!"

The thunder and lightning are endless, like a thunder river, pouring out from the five internal organs in Song Zhi's body, rushing towards Zhang San!

After Zhang San punched Fa Counterpart, his body retreated, the wind and snow roared under his feet, and he stepped on the wind and snow with one foot, dodging the rushing Thunder River.

Yun Youya looked displeased, and smiled at Song Zhi: "Song Zhi, do you doubt that the old man can't take this three?"

Song Zhi pinched the magic trick with two fingers, and said indifferently: "It's just that I am happy to see the hunting!"

Thunder and lightning frantically attacked Zhang San, Yun Youya shook his head, Zhang San, how did you get out of this floating sea and mountain today?

Zhang San's figure dodged, the wind and snow under his feet turned into a sword, and the sword qi became a river, meeting the rushing thunder and lightning river, and the two rivers surged together, setting off countless sword flowers and thunder.

The sword light flashed in front of Yun Youya's eyes, and there was a long sword that came in an instant!

The old man's demeanor was calm, and the invisible wave of qi resisted the long sword, the long sword hissed, and the sea of clouds shook backwards.

Yun Youya took a step forward, holding the long sword between his fingers, and the old man's fingers trembled slightly as the sword qi rolled.

Looking at the snow-white crystal long sword between his fingers, Yun Youya smiled slightly.

"There is a basket of truths in the world, but it is difficult to reach the length of three feet of azure?"

With a force of two fingers, the tip of the sword was broken, the broken sword screamed, Yun Youya flicked his fingers, and the tip of the sword and the broken sword flew away, turning into a snowstorm.

"Zhang San, where is your Azure Sword, this sword is not enough to see!"

Beside Song Zhi, the divine ring behind Lin Fan was bright, and the light flickered, pointing at Zhang Sanyi in the sky, and the three colors of the divine ring behind him flowed.

"Three Calamity Curses!"

"Curse decay, curse death, curse mourn!"

Invisible telekinesis swept through Zhang San, and vaguely, he could feel that the man's body was gradually aging.

Suddenly, in the middle of Zhang San's figure, on the left side of the sea of clouds, there was an unstoppable punch, knocking Zhang Sanyi away, and in the rear, in the sea of clouds, another statue of the law was revealed, stretched out a big hand, threw it towards the sky, and each of the four law ministers stretched out a palm, surrounding Zhang Santuan!

Song Zhi pinched the trick and pointed at it, above, the thunder river rushed, and below, the fire was blazing.

As the purple qi filled the air, Chu Yun took out a golden arrow and prepared to attack.

The light was shining, and there was a telekinesis that shrouded Zhang San from Lin Fan's divine ring.

There is no way to heaven, and there is no door to the earth!

Yun Youya sat in the void and said with a smile: "Zhang San, who gave you the courage to dare to come to the Floating Sea and Bitter Mountain to be presumptuous?"

Surrounded by big hands, Zhang San smiled, "I never thought that you would be in charge of this place." ”

Yun Youya sneered, "Why, did you start to repent when you fell to this step?"

Zhang San muttered to himself, "Is it just you?"

Rumble!

On the floating sea and mountain, Yun Youya seems to be in the sword pool, the whole body is cold, and there are ten thousand swords in a trance, melodious and agitated, and the Dao sword qi rolls away the dragon and snake in the sea of clouds, and it is meandering!

The Thunder River exploded, torn apart from the fire, and a statue of the White Cloud Law shattered!

At the foot of the bitter mountain, a figure fell, setting off a splash, and the old man was chopped down the sea of clouds by a sword!

The sword qi surrounds the floating sea and mountains, what does it matter if there is no sword in the hand?

Zhang San is a sword!