Previously, under the shroud of the surrounding fog, regardless of the distance traveled from east to west, north and south, within a hundred miles of his vicinity, as far as the eye could see, densely packed with all kinds of swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hammers and spears, some were more than ten zhang long, and some were as short as children's arms, some were broken and some were complete, and even some of the blades that did not seem to have lost the slightest loss because of the passage of time, they were still so murderous and awe-inspiring, and the momentum was amazing!

Can't get by!

This was Wei Wouji's first reaction after seeing the blades like a mountain of swords and a sea of swords!

He didn't know how it was before, but now the entire Burial Soldier Valley seemed to be moving, and the sword and soldier qi that had been silent for many years gathered together, and it was no longer so casual to pass!

Suddenly, Wei Wuji's expression suddenly moved, because outside the endless sword in front of him, there was still a long distance from the huge stone sword in the center of the valley that pointed straight to the sky, and there was still a long distance away, a woman dressed in red, her body was churning like a cloud, and between her palms flying, the aura of Haoran was surging like a sea, slapping and repelling the fierce spirits and alien powerhouses that swooped down one by one!

That person, not Ding Yiyi, who is it?

With a snap, Wei Wuji had already stepped in front of Xia Qi, grabbed the other party's neck before he could react, and he shouted, "How did you get over?"

"How did you get there?"

Xia Qi sneered when he heard this, and then he pointed in one direction, and said with a playful face: "This demon has its own way to get over, as for you, you can only break through like him!"

Wei Wuji's face suddenly turned cold when he heard this, and then he looked in the direction that Xia Qi was pointing, only to see that between the sword qi and the vertical and horizontal, Murong Zhantian, who was holding a snow-bright long knife, was slashing at the endless sword soldiers in front of him, and he was actually preparing to break through like this!

"Wei Wouji!"

The whole person instantly became soft and boneless, Xia Qi directly broke away from Wei Wuji's locks, and then his body retreated, and he had already appeared among the swords!

He smiled at Wei Wuji and said, "Don't forget what I told you before, this demon is waiting for you inside!"

The body was like an illusion, like a dream bubble, Xia Qi's body sank and he had already sunk into the sword soldiers behind him, and disappeared without a trace in an instant!

"Damn it!"

Seeing that the Enma still had such an ability, Wei Wuji couldn't help but let out a low roar, and then he looked at the mountain of swords and the sea of swords in front of him, and his brows couldn't help but deepen!

The current Burial Soldier Valley, because of the bizarre fall of Confucianism, is obviously not what it was arranged by Confucianism before, and until now, except for Ding Yiyi, let alone Biyusheng, other Confucian disciples have not seen it, which has to make him feel greatly puzzled and shocked!

What happened to Confucianism, and why did Confucianism fall so easily?

"Wuji!"

You's Sword Spirit Tianwee suddenly said loudly: "Don't think about it, if you delay any longer, it is estimated that you will not be able to leave!"

Wei Wuji glanced at the rear when he heard this, and sure enough, the few people who were chasing after him before were temporarily intimidated by the momentum of Chiyan Shura and Mu Beifeng

After that, at this moment, his body has moved, and he is coming towards his side!

With a flash of the sword, the stone knife Heavenly Cry had already appeared in Wei Wuji's hand, and the Sword Spirit Heavenly Cry also moved, sinking straight into the stone knife!

While!

With a knife groan, Wei Wuji had already slashed forward with a knife, and in an instant, the sword qi swayed like snow, and the power of the stone knife was suddenly revealed, and where the sword light passed, the blades within five zhang in front of him suddenly folded, and a road appeared!

Whoa!

Like rain hitting the pipa, the torrential rain poured down, and was pulled by Wei Wuji's knife, and the aura of the sword soldiers gathered around it was as if it had suddenly found a gap, and it rushed towards this side frantically, and then rushed down violently!

"Dragon Slash!"

As soon as the stone knife was drawn, the sword qi burst out, and Wei Wuji slashed out again, instantly splitting the surging sword qi in half, and then his body moved, and he had already rushed over!

At this moment, he has no time to use the sword qi here to temper his physique, not to mention, the sword qi in front of him does not have to be before, the slightest carelessness will cause a huge loss, and even bring danger, yes, using the incomparable ability of the stone knife is undoubtedly the most suitable means at the moment!

Whew!

One of the fastest powerhouses had already arrived at the place where Wei Wou-Ki had just stood, and before he could rush along the path that Wei Wou-Ki had split, the sword qi that had been split by Wei Wou-Ki was like a stream of water, gathering together again, heading towards him!

"Broken!"

The man's face changed slightly, and then he shouted, his fists swung out like a dragon, and with a bang, the aura of the sword soldier overflowed, and the figure shook suddenly, and he couldn't help but retreat a few feet away!

Hiss!

At the same time, a sword cultivator and a swordsman used the swords in their hands to break through the sword qi that was a little disordered by the man, and then their bodies moved and quickly rushed over!

"Damn it!"

Seeing that someone actually used his strength to take the lead, the previous person couldn't help but scold angrily, compared to that sword cultivator and swordsman, although he was the fastest, he was not good at this kind of strong attack, in front of the rolling soldier in front of him, which was obviously different from other places, his advantage could be said to be gone!

Boom!

What's more, just when the look on his face was cloudy and uncertain for a while, with a muffled sound, the air flow in front of him surged, and a figure swept back violently, and the long knife in his hand that was originally overflowing, the brilliance on it had dimmed a lot, obviously, although the other person was fine, but the knife was damaged to a certain extent!

The stone knife Tianwai should be very happy at the moment, but the sword spirit Tianwai is very depressed, because the blades around are left by the ancient gods and demons back then, and the materials cast are not ordinary gold and stone, and the essence of the hardware in it is in line with the appetite of the stone knife Tianwai, but unfortunately it is not what he needs as a sword spirit, because his growth is no longer a pure need for these hardware essences, relatively speaking, the fierce spirit condensed by the qi of the sword soldier before, the essence in it is what he needs!

hand

Zhongtian Cry seemed to be sharper and sharper, this was Wei Wuji, who was holding the Sky Cry, the first feeling at this moment, and he felt that after the Heaven Cry devoured the essence of those blades, its power seemed to have risen to a new level, and it seemed that there was a more powerful force, which was gradually waking up!

"Drink!"

Wei Wuji shouted, and with a flash of blood, the billowing ice and fire qi surged out from his body, sweeping away the remaining sword qi around him!

Suddenly, he took a slow step forward, and under the pace of Aragami, his whole person disappeared in an instant!

With a hiss, just as Wei Wuji had just left, with the flash of sword light, a sword cultivator in iron clothes had already appeared where he had just stood!

Looking at the sword cultivator who was holding the long sword in his hand and had a cold face, Wei Wuji's face turned cold and said, "Who is the master?"

Airplanes!

The sword in the hand of the person who came shook and let out a trembling sound, and he looked at Wei Wuji with a cold face and said, "Zhuo Yifan!"

The sword light flashed, and after the person who came reported his name, he actually shot directly, the sword in his hand had not arrived, the sword intent had already taken the lead, Wei Wuji's body moved, and it was already swept up like a whirlwind, and then a knife slashed out!

As if he knew the power of the knife in Wei Wuji's hand, the sword in Zhuo Yifan's hand swirled, but instead of colliding with Wei Wuji, the tip of the sword was pointed on the surface of the sword of Tianwee, making a pleasant jingling sound!

"Kill!"

A sword swept away Wei Wuji's heavenly tears, Zhuo Yifan suddenly shouted, others followed the sword, and his body shook slightly, Wei Wuji only felt a flower in front of him, Zhuo Yifan actually rushed directly in front of him, and blasted towards his chest with a punch!

Good body!

Zhuo Yifan's strength is not too strong, it should only be an elite power of the Seven Reincarnation Realm, but the other party's hand-to-hand fighting method made Wei Wuji's heart slightly cold, his eyes lit up, and without the slightest hesitation, he retreated slightly, and raised his hand to bombard with a punch!

With a bang, his fists intersected, Wei Wuji couldn't help but be stunned, he felt that Zhuo Yifan's fist power was the same as himself, containing an extremely cold ice qi!

"Interesting!"

With a light drink, Wei Wuji's right fist shook, the ice qi in his body moved, and the power of his fist suddenly increased by several points!

Click!

Between the ice and debris, Zhuo Yifan's figure retreated suddenly, and then he looked at Wei Wuji with a cold face and said, "Okay, the power of the immortal ice silkworm is really worthy of its reputation, take me another sword and try it!"

Whew!

The heat wave was like a tide, and an incomparably hot flame suddenly rose from Zhuo Yifan's body, and then swept towards the surroundings, and immediately, within a radius of five zhang was already a sea of fire!

Zhuo Yifan stood in the sea of fire, and an extremely condensed sword intent had already emanated from him, and then the sword came out like a dragon, the flames soared into the air, and a sword qi fire dragon had already rushed directly towards Wei Wuji!

Fire and Ice!

Wei Wuji didn't expect that Zhuo Yifan in front of him was actually the same as himself, he was also a double line of ice and fire, and the quality of ice and fire in the other party's body,

It's still very extraordinary, compared to the ice and fire qi in his body, it's only a few points inferior!

"Ten thousand swords are gone!"

The sword qi fire dragon roared in, Wei Wuji did not slack off in the slightest, and in a flash of sword light, the colorful cold light sword behind him had already automatically jumped into his palm, and immediately, thousands of sword qi swayed out!

Cangchangchang!

Accompanied by a series of dense sounds of gold and iron, in an instant, the swords in the hands of the two did not know how many times they collided, sword qi, fire qi, and ice qi splashed in all directions, and the sound of a trace of space shattering came from time to time, and the ground where the two of them were standing had already cracked, and it was a mess!

Granary!

With a sword groan, forced by Zhuo Yifan's sword qi, Wei Wuji's figure retreated three feet, but the colorful cold light sword in his hand was a shocking buzz, and it seemed to have a sense of excitement!

And Zhuo Yifan also retreated, but compared to Wei Wuji, he retreated a little farther!

Looking at the long sword in his hand that was full of potholes, lost its brilliance, and obviously scrapped, Zhuo Yifan still said coldly with an expressionless face: "Good sword, good physique!"

It is true that if it weren't for the texture of the sword in his hand just now, it would still be a little worse than the colorful cold light sword in Wei Wuji's hand, plus Wei Wuji's physique was far superior to him, between the two swords, under the power of the other party's **, there were a few times when the sword in his hand almost flew out of his hand, otherwise, he would not have retreated so far!

(End of chapter)