"It's over, you fool, I'm going to go crazy again. ”

Not far away, Tuoba Poppy, who had been paying attention to Chen Tai'a's battle situation from beginning to end, suddenly sighed.

Looking at Mrs. Chen again, I saw that the figure flew violently into the sky, until it stopped under the clouds and looked down on Song Daoran below.

Then his eyes lowered as if he were meditating, but it was only a matter of thought, and his eyes suddenly opened again, and a flash of electric light flashed from his eyes.

I saw him holding the sword in both hands, and pointed at the sky suddenly, and a huge sword pressure spread out, and purple electric patterns flashed around the crow nine in his hand, and the entire sky began to be covered by criss-crossing sword qi, stirring up the sky and dancing wildly, and the scene was as if the end was coming.

"Nebula Falls to the Earth!"

He snorted coldly, held Ya Jiu horizontally with both hands, and stomped on the void under his feet, and the whole person was like a meteor flying out of the sky, with purple electric sparks, followed by a "boom" gas explosion, and flew down towards Song Daoran below.

"Count you kid as a seed!"

Song Daoran was stunned, and then scolded with an ugly face.

He didn't expect that this Mrs. Chen would really use the nebula to fall to the ground, and the power was not inferior to Chen Qingzhi.

However, as the strongest pavilion master in the Taichu Pavilion in a hundred years, he would not be frightened by this sword.

I saw that the five bright fans in his hands were magnificent, and the wind control trick in his body turned with all his strength, and he fanned seven fans towards Chen Tai'a.

Seven layers of thick wind walls covered with clouds and mist, there are Dao runes flickering on this wind wall, and the ambilight is extremely spectacular, they are like pieces of rapidly rotating round shields, covering Song Daoran below.

"Look how you break my Wind Aegis!"

Song Daoran looked at Mrs. Chen, who was carrying great power and flying down like a starfall, with a heroic face.

However, he waved the Wuming Fan seven times in a row, and even he Song Daoran felt a little out of strength.

Almost instantly, only to hear the sound of "bang", Chen Tai'a, who was holding a long sword and turned into a starfall, directly penetrated the top of the Wind God Shield, followed by the second layer, the third layer...... In the blink of an eye, five layers were broken in a row.

But fortunately, when he reached the fifth layer, Chen Tai'an's figure that flew down like a starfall finally stopped.

Seeing this, Song Daoran breathed a long sigh of fear in his heart.

"It's so dangerous, the power of this immortal sword is too terrifying, if you are here with a sword, you are only afraid of ......"

Just as he sighed like this, the scene above his head suddenly made him speechless for a while.

I saw that Chen Tai'a did not choose to retreat when the power of this sword was exhausted, but then lifted the sword in his hand, once again condensed the true yuan, and stabbed at him with a starfall Wind God Shield.

With two "bangs", Song Daoran's Fengshen shield broke in response.

Without the hindrance of the Wind God Aegis, Chen Tai'a was holding a long sword, his body was like a starfall, and bursts of purple lightning were flashing around his body, accompanied by a thunderous roaring sound, flying down from the air, and the blade of the sword pointed directly at Song Daoran, who was wrapped in a wind tornado.

"Is this a human or a ghost?"

Song Daoran's face was stunned, in his opinion, using two types of "starfall to the ground" in a row was simply a ghost and god move.

But at this moment, he didn't have time to sigh, he knew very well that if he couldn't block Chen Tai'a's sword, he would not be ruined, and he would probably fall here.

He threw away distracting thoughts, closed his eyes and concentrated, stretched out his left index finger and pointed directly in the direction of Chen Tai'a, and the Wuming fan in his right hand began to fan towards his fingertips rapidly, and a very small whirlwind began to grow at his fingertips.

The Gangfeng tornado, which was originally protecting his body, was rapidly expanding at a speed that was visible to the naked eye at this time, and in an instant, the tornado had covered the entire square west of Lutai, and a huge suction force spread to the surroundings, and the cultivators who were closer were a little unsteady in their footsteps, and their bodies involuntarily sucked the tornado.

Just when many cultivators felt that they were about to lose their support, as a roaring thunder exploded, a purple lightning light flew down from the sky and slammed into the huge Gangfeng tornado.

With a "boom", the originally terrifying Gangfeng tornado, together with the clouds and mist absorbed around it, was shaken open by this sword.

Without the barrier of the Gangfeng tornado, Song Daoran's figure appeared unhindered under the sword blade of Raven Jiu.

And almost at the same time that Crow Nine pierced Song Daoran's protective body Gangfeng tornado, Song Daoran met Crow Jiu's sword edge and sent out a finger.

"The god of wind fingers. ”

He shouted with a sharp gaze.

With his loud shout, the tiny whirlwind of his fingertips collided with Raven Nine's blade.

The seemingly extremely small mass exuded an extremely terrifying power at the moment of the collision of the crows, like a hurricane that could capsize a huge ship, which was sealed in Song Daoran's fingertips, and finally suddenly released.

As this terrifying power collided with Chen Tai'a's Starfall power, the entire western square was enveloped by a roaring storm in an instant, and some cultivators who were not strong were even directly photographed off the cliff by the air waves swept up by the wind.

And Chen Tai'a and Song Daoran were also shocked by these two huge forces.

That Song Daoran was directly installed on the bluestone ground, even if it was a bluestone slab with rune protection, it was quickly shattered by him at this moment.

"Ahem, cough, cough"

Song Daoran coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, and after inhaling a few breaths sharply, he was relieved.

"I guess that kid doesn't feel good, but this finger is the embodiment of what I've learned all my life. ”

He gasped and thought to himself.

"But I'm a person who has lived for more than a hundred years, isn't it not good to deal with a child like this, and this kid is still Chen Qingzhi's only bloodline, if he dies in my hands, he will go to Huangquan in the future, and it will be difficult to explain to Chen Qingzhi." ”

He immediately thought worriedly.

In fact, his relationship with Chen Qingzhi is not an enemy.

Both of them became famous at a young age, and they unconsciously regarded each other as opponents, although Song Daoran lost more and won less, but he had no grudge against Chen Qingzhi in his heart.

When Chen Qingzhi's body fell, he happened to be in retreat, and when he came out, he heard that his old opponent had fallen, and he didn't recover for a long time.

Therefore, when I heard that Chen Qingzhi still had descendants, I was more surprised in my heart.

The reason why I told Mrs. Chen that the two were enemies was just because I wanted the other party to let go of the fight with him.

What he didn't expect was that Chen Tai'a's strength was so strong that he greatly exceeded his expectations, and in the end, it even reached the point where he had to use the killing move of the Wind God Finger.

"This kid can't really not have been fingered by me, right?"

The more he thought about it, the more panicked he became.

Just as he was trying to get up, a figure suddenly broke through the clouds in front of Song Daoran and came out in front of him.

"You lost. ”

The man pointed his sword at Song Daoran, and said with a confident and sunny expression.

The person who came was Mrs. Chen.

Although he had another wound on his shoulder and his clothes were even more tattered, his breath was calm, and he did not look like he had been severely injured.

Song Daoran looked at Chen Tai'a, who was pointing at him with a sword, he was stunned at first, and then he leaned on the ground, lying on the ground on all fours, and laughed like crazy:

"Yes, I lost, I lost, I lost. ”

It's good that the son of the old man didn't die.

He thought to himself as he spoke.

Seeing this, Chen Tai'a didn't say anything, but silently returned the crow nine into the sheath.

"Why, won't you kill me?"

Song Dao asked suddenly.

As he spoke, his eyes did not blink, staring straight at the clouds in the sky.

"I remembered. ”

Mrs. Chen also glanced at the sky, and suddenly said without a beginning or an end.

"What do you remember?"

Song Daoran asked.

"When my father was a child, he told me a story about a friend who only knew about retreat and cultivation all day long, and one of the most powerful moves of this person was the Wind God Finger. ”

Mrs. Chen glanced at Song Daoran with a smile, turned around straight after speaking, and waved her hand with her back to Song Daoran as she walked.

"So he thinks he's a friend of me. ”

Song Daoran was still lying in place, staring straight at the floating clouds overhead.