That sword is as powerful as a sword! That sword is as powerful as a prison sea! Zhang Yifan's cold hair stood upside down, and he only felt as if there was only one sword left between heaven and earth, and that sword was coming towards the center of his eyebrows. Although his whole body was undamaged, he couldn't move at all, and could only watch as the Huanshan Sword in Gan Ping's hand approached his eyebrows. Although the others are close at hand, they are like they are far away in the world, and they can't be rescued at all, it is the sword intent that the Venerable Master Ling Meng has comprehended on the battlefield in the world, and this sword is the essence of it, and the head of the general is taken in the army of millions!

Sure enough, this sword stabbed out, it was really like probing for something, and it went straight to Zhang Yifan's eyebrows, with an endless posture. Since we are enemies, the best enemy is the dead! Speaking of Gan Ping, like a fire, under the gentle and amiable appearance, there is a heart like a volcano about to erupt, and anyone who touches its scales will pay a bloody price.

Obviously, this Zhang Yifan touched Gan Ping's reverse scales. Seeing that the sharp tip of the Huanshan Sword was about to reach Zhang Yifan's eyebrows, a blue light shone under the cold, Gan Ping only felt a strong force coming, and his own stab towards Zhang Yifan's long sword swung away, and it was shaken away. Before he could see it clearly, another blue light came towards him diagonally, and the sharp and cold blade made Gan Ping shudder, and quickly dodged to avoid it.

But the man ravaged up, his body was extremely fast, Gan Ping hurriedly returned his sword to meet the attack, only to hear a metal clash in the air, and the two fought like a whirlwind. The figures passed by, it was like a hurricane passing through, making those Xianling Sect disciples avoid one after another, and it was difficult to intervene.

The more Gan Ping fought, the more frightened he became, he never expected that there would be such a good hand in this crowd, this person in front of him had obviously formed a golden pill, and the foundation was stable, far from being comparable to the vain golden pill of the Mo Ye brothers. Even if his physical body had reached as much as six thousand two hundred stones, he was helpless against this master who suddenly appeared at the beginning of the Jindan.

The person in front of him, dressed in an aqua blue suit, outlined thousands of waves with five-colored gold threads on his chest, and the blue waves were rolling. And his whole person was as endless as the monstrous waves, rushing towards Ganping one after another, refusing to stop. The two willow eyebrow knives in his palm, which were as thin as cicada wings, flew up and down, and I don't know what material it was refined, but it was on par with Gan Ping's Huanshan Sword, and it was obviously a good blade.

The knife momentum was like a storm, one knife was as fast as a knife, and one knife was as tight as a knife, enveloping Gan Ping's whole body. Gan Ping was shrouded in this crazy knife momentum, and it was difficult to get out, so he couldn't help but shout violently, and the sword light flashed all over his body, and the whole person turned into a giant sword, and cut off the people who came. Whatever you can do, I will break it from one piece, and I will reduce it by ten times with one force! It is from the art of transforming the sword with the body taught by Mo Yifeng.

The giant sword of Gan Ping's painting swept away with a sword, forcing the man in blue to retreat again and again, not daring to direct his edge. The two knives in his hands swung continuously, and they continued to hit the huge sword blade that swept in, making a series of explosions. The two fought this time, but it was like lightning, and before the onlookers could react, the two had already separated.

Gan Ping forcibly suppressed the blood that had reached his throat and swallowed it hard. No matter how strong his body is, but his cultivation is still in the middle stage of liquid, compared to the master who has formed a golden pill, it is still much worse, if he does not compete with the magic weapon, but he is so hard, he will inevitably suffer some dark losses.

The blue-clothed man in the aqua blue suit on the opposite side had a long knife-like face that was also white, and he secretly suppressed the churning qi and blood, and he was secretly frightened in his heart, where did this Miaocheng Sect disciple come from? Why had he never heard of such a person? His Xianling Sect and Miaocheng Sect had been fighting for many years, and he knew all the strength of those personal disciples, but he had never heard of such a strange young man.

Although the disciple of the Miao Cheng Sect in front of him has only cultivated to the middle stage of liquid, this huge power is really terrifying, if he hadn't realized the ultimate law of the water channel, he would have already been defeated in his hands. I thought that I had had adventures over the years, and I had comprehended the ultimate law of the waterway, and this time I came to Miaocheng Sect, I would definitely be able to suppress the disciples of his sect, but I didn't expect such a strong strange boy to pop up, which made his original confidence feel terrible.

Gan Ping's eyes were shining, showing an excited look, it was obvious that the person in front of him was also the same as himself, he had practiced a body forging skill, and the strength of this physical body was not small. Since his cultivation skyrocketed, he had never officially fought with anyone, and now that he had met such an opponent of equal strength, how could he let it go? In an instant, the belligerent blood from the sword cultivation immediately boiled, and as soon as his arms shook, the fire on his shoulders flew out upside down, and fell straight into the arms of Leng Yu, who had just arrived, "Look at the fire for me, don't be caught by Xiaoxiao!"

As he spoke, Gan Ping let out a long roar, rolled up the sword qi in the sky, enveloped the blue-clothed man in it, and fought. Leng Yu had been here for a long time, but when he saw so many foreign sect monks, he hesitated in his heart and did not show up. However, seeing Gan Ping's divine power of killing all directions, thinking that this place was under the peak of the inner gate immortal capital, it was expected that these people would not dare to mess around, and when would they stay if they didn't come forward at this time?

The fire kept writhing in the arms of the cold rain with the smell of wine, and kept rolling its eyes, it was obvious that it was not very cold to the cold rain. Leng Yu smiled slightly bitterly, he didn't expect this little thing to despise him, so he hurriedly patted it on the back a few times, wanting to appease it, but he didn't expect Huo'er to make more trouble.

The previous shocking stick was Huo'er's full attack, which seemed to be boundless, but the pain in it was only known to this little monkey himself, how could it be so easy to resist with a joint blow from several masters of the chemical realm? Although it was intentional or unintentional, Huo'er was also injured by the force of the anti-shock, and Gan Ping also saw this, so he threw Huo'er into Leng Yu's arms.

Fortunately, Zhang Yifan and the others on the opposite side paid close attention to the battle between the two, and they didn't shoot at Huo'er again for a while, Leng Yu was stunned and looked at the two people fighting in a group with a shocked face.

The two of them in mid-air were like two extreme powers of water and fire, and each impact would cause the spiritual power of heaven and earth to tremble violently. One is the innate fire spirit body, a young handsome man who has cultivated the true technique of the dragon clan's forging body, and the other is a master who has comprehended the ultimate attribute law of the waterway and formed a golden pill. The two of them hovered in the air, and their weapons collided, making a loud noise that shook the sky.

As if there was a tacit understanding, the man in blue did not rely on the magic power of Jindan to urge the magic weapon to fight with Gan Ping, and Gan Ping was even more powerful magic weapon on his body, and he fought with him endlessly with a mountain sword. Neither of them had the intention of using the magic weapon, but they just fought hard with the Xuan soldiers in their hands, and it was extremely fierce for a while, and the sword qi and sword light in the sky were roaring, and everyone was dazzled.