Seeing the sword qi penetrate the doors and windows, Qingyuan's body shook, the true yuan expanded, and the sword qi turned into decay. Seeing that the sword qi emitted was useless, Bu Qianhuai just sneered, pinched the seal method in his hand, and silently recited the spell in his mouth. When he landed, Qing Yuan only felt that the sword qi surrounded the house in all directions, and there was a chill in his heart: 'Such a battle, could it be that the imperial qi is in person, otherwise, how could there be so many pure sword qi overwhelming!'

Suddenly, I heard a rumbling sound all around, like thunder, shocking people's hearts. Qingyuan opened his mouth and roared, and the lion's roar directly emitted sound waves, trying to disturb the thunder that did not know the source of the sound, but it was useless.

The voice became more and more intense, and if it was really the imperial qi, it was definitely impossible to wear it down like this. Qingyuan couldn't bear it anymore, jumped out directly, broke the door and fell into the courtyard, but found that there was nothing outside the courtyard.

"That's not right...... Illusion!" There was a blank space in front of him, but the sword qi that should have surrounded him was nowhere to be seen, and the little novice in the house behind him had long since disappeared, Qingyuan immediately knew the illusion in his body, and directly closed his eyes and spit out the Buddha's words: "Om, what about it!"

And as the Buddha's words spoke, this illusion was directly shattered, revealing the original room, and Bu Qianhuai outside the room was shocked and nodded thoughtfully.

'Using Qingde's head to make his mind disordered, so that my dream-like method can be successful, everything was going well, but I didn't expect to be unintentionally broken by him, the Buddha's words, it seems that it does have some effect!

At this time, Qingyuan directly broke open the door, and seemed to affirm that this mysterious masked guest was a martial artist in illusion, so he naturally pursued close combat, otherwise he would not be able to touch his figure at all. And when he went out directly, he saw a person wearing a gold-rimmed black robe and a black dragon mask not far away, if he didn't see it, he couldn't even feel his existence, and secretly said that it was difficult to do. Strode directly, one step at a time on the ground, jumped up, and rushed straight to the mask guest door with both hands.

The dragon was huge, like a double dragon coming from the clouds, and he actually gave way to Qianhuai with a sense of suffocation, this injury was definitely not small for himself, especially when he was broken like a dream just now, the kind of trauma that was not above the body just made him a little dizzy. Although the impact of the Yuan Shen was not very strong, the uncomfortable feeling did make Xiang Qianhuai retreat again and again, and directly retreated from the eaves under his feet to avoid the rushing dragon hand.

Seeing the mysterious mask in front of him, he was even more sure of his thoughts, and if this kind of illusion was unaware, it was indeed possible that it had been successful, and it was impossible for him to pay attention to it all the time, so he cut the grass and eradicated the roots, this person definitely had to stay! Dodging left and right, but Qingyuan had already pressed over, the dragon was like a real dragon, and the vast dragon carried the Buddha's qi to shock the thousands of arms.

Pull out an ordinary scimitar that he brought with him, and the move was instantly started: "Panlong, let you become a dead dragon today!"

The Eight Door Lock Dragon Sword is the martial art left by Guan Long and Feng in the mysterious cave, although there are only six moves left, but it does not hinder the strength of this martial art. As soon as the move came out, the sword flashed, and the tricky angle directly blocked the offensive route of the dragon hand. Qingyuan's left hand changed his move, the hidden dragon came out of the abyss, and his right hand was still rampage, as if he wanted to succeed in one blow and take down this illusion master.

Seeing the change of moves, Bu Qianhuai laughed, and the eight-door lock dragon knife move in his hand changed accordingly, and he had been tightly locking Qingyuan's dragon hand: "The deity said, today the dragon will fall!"

The dragon hand is useless, this sword technique is very tricky, and Qingyuan unconsciously weakened the attack: "Who are you! slaughter me for no reason, but I don't know that the anger of the Buddha is unbearable for mortals?"

The Eight Door Lock Dragon Knife steadily locked Qingyuan's offensive, making it impossible for him to take a step forward. Illusion is already difficult to practice, and martial artists who can practice illusion generally don't have time to practice other martial arts, but this person is proficient in illusion, and at the same time, his sword skills are exquisite, which makes Qingyuan a little worried. After all, in addition to the Dao, Buddha, Baimei Sect, and Disillusionment Realm, only a few long-ago families still have some illusions and other martial arts, and they are unheard of at all. And Buddhism is now unified, the Dao Gate is powerful, and naturally it will not hide its figure, and the Baimei Sect is all women, and the Disillusionment Realm has been lonely for a long time, and the Lord of the Disillusionment Realm will pass on the power to keep each session of each session having a top congenital in charge, but even so, in addition to a top innate in the Disillusionment Realm, there are only a few Enlightenment Realm left to support the façade, and it is impossible to come to Guangling Dao to provoke the eyebrows. Therefore, Qingyuan has already set the true identity of this masked guest on those ancient families with illusion martial arts.

"Some strength! Seeing that there were more and more monks gathered around him and more and more monks wearing monks' robes, Bu Qianhuai also knew that although this Qingyuan had no defensive method or body method, just by relying on such an attack, he could make himself a little restrained. And in the absence of being able to clean up all the people present, many martial arts are inconvenient to use, and the most important thing is that Chopping Qiufeng and Mo Yu are not around, and the ordinary scimitar in his hand is already crumbling, if it weren't for his ten days and nine earths Divine Determination to cultivate a lot of skills, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to make it like an arm.

"It's worth my name!" With such a record, leaving a name opposite to it can also add an identity to yourself, walking the rivers and lakes, naturally the more identities the better, although there is no such ability as a gas Sanqing, a little tired, but still insurance. And the strength he has hidden is already a lot, hundreds of early martial artists, in addition to the battle death, there are more than ten acquired martial artists, and Ye Fei's strength is not low, although he has not realized his own way, but the strength of the peak of the day after tomorrow plus the ten heavens and nine earth gods can not be said to be not strong. Even Zheng Wen can dress up in disguise, and he chases the life division, embroidered clothes and points directly, the information of the sword world is available, if it is evaluated, even some second-rate forces in the rivers and lakes are unwilling to provoke such an enemy.

Put away the knife and turn around a few steps, and Qingyuan didn't want to catch up, because this person's strength was incomprehensible. At this time, the masked guest spoke: "The deity is the incarnation of the Lord of Heaven, this river and lake will be turbulent because of the deity, and you are the first to destroy the Zen realm!" The incarnation is not a legend, but many forces have similar martial arts, and the most famous in the sword world is the division of the former sect master of Wanjian Mountain. However, there are many kinds of doppelgangers, but no matter what, there are primary and secondary divisions, but there are also a few martial arts that can be used to replace the main god with the soul of the main god and live. However, the strength of the doppelganger is completely defined by the strength of the main body and the strength of the incarnation martial arts, but no matter what, the rarity of this kind of martial arts is no less than that of illusions, which also makes Qingyuan hesitate a little. After all, if the masked guest in front of him is really a clone, then this enemy does have some ability to turbulent the Bitter Annihilation Zen Realm, but this Tianfu is something he has never heard of.

"Unheard of, who knows if what you say is true or false! I think you should be from a certain family force, right?" looked at the Buddhist friends around him, but there were no monks in robes, naturally he knew that there was no innate, and he couldn't keep this mask, so he had to give up: "Don't you dare to take off your mask to show people?"