Sneer......

In the dark clouds scattered in the sky, there were suddenly countless terrible sounds of breaking the air.

More than a dozen slender sword shadows shot out from the nearby mountain forest and fell on the body of this Northern Wei cultivator who had just jumped towards the sky.

These more than ten sword shadows are exactly the same, but in fact they are just one sword, but the speed is too fast, leaving a sword shadow in the air that is difficult to distinguish between virtual and real.

This is a battle formation, not an absolutely fair competition.

Therefore, this Northern Wei cultivator was not encountering a formidable opponent at this time.

It's just that this Northern Wei cultivator doesn't seem to care.

His face was indifferent, and the posture of the knife did not change, but the other hand slapped towards the place where the flying sword came from.

More than a dozen red-gold projectiles slammed into those sword shadows like meteors from his hands, and the dull explosion sound of thunder continued to sound.

The crimson-gold projectile burst into a huge ball of fire, scorching the vitality on the flying sword, causing the speed of the flying sword to slow down suddenly.

The sound of these crimson projectiles exploding was already loud, but the moment the knife in his hand almost disappeared and met the sword light falling from the sky, all these sounds were gone.

It's like two mountains colliding.

In the loud sound that was dull enough to cover everything, whether it was the Southern Dynasty Divine Mind Realm cultivator who fell from the cliff, or the Northern Wei Dynasty cultivator, the flesh and blood of the two people's bodies were trembled at extremely high frequencies by the near-substance sound wave impact.

The cultivators of the Northern Wei Dynasty fell to the ground like a meteorite, smashing out an even bigger pit.

The Southern Dynasty Divine Mind Realm cultivator above flew out like a kite with a broken string, blood spurting wildly from his mouth.

The flying sword, which had burned in the flames and seemed to have disappeared, was extremely insidiously floating in the smoke and dust that spread outward at this moment, and then accelerated in terror.

The Northern Wei cultivator let out a low muffled snort.

His left hand stretched out like lightning, and the powerful True Yuan passed through his fingers like a storm.

His hand landed on the flying sword accurately, but it was still a line slower, and he grabbed the tail of the sword.

This flying sword pierced the black armor on his body, pierced deep into his abdomen, and then he grabbed it and pulled it out, bringing out a wave of blood!

The True Yuan Storm in his left hand continued.

The frantic impact of the fine and powerful True Yuan on this flying sword quickly wiped out all traces left by the original owner.

Then the Northern Wei cultivator inserted this flying sword directly diagonally into the notch of the black armor behind his back, and in the next moment, the Northern Wei cultivator began to flee in the opposite direction where Yuan Yan had left.

On the other side of the mountain, Lin Yi, who was still marching, did not see those phosphorus fire swords that had risen into the air in a hurry, and the dense forest and thick rain clouds blocked him so that he didn't even hear the explosion sound of those red golden projectiles.

But the moment this Northern Wei cultivator's sword and the Southern Dynasty Divine Thought Realm's sword met, he also heard this earth-shattering dull loud noise.

He looked up in shock.

Even though he was far away, he still felt the terrifying clash of powers.

This should be another battle above the Divine Mind Realm.

This level of battle had made him feel terrified before, but at this time, it could make him feel a little at ease.

The battle between the gods and minds can at least show that there are still very powerful cultivators in the nearby mountains and forests on the side of the Southern Dynasties, so that no matter who these Northern Wei people are plotting for, they will not be so wishy-washy.

The battle between the two Divine Mind Realm cultivators was extremely simple.

It's just a sword and a sword, and the winner is divided.

There were many onlookers above the cliff from which the Southern Dynasty cultivator jumped, many of whom were wearing the clothes taught by the Nantian Academy, and one of the women was Wu Guzhi, who was familiar to Lin Yi and the others.

Her face was still peaceful, but there was admiration in the depths of her eyes.

The more advanced the cultivator, the more he knew what kind of grandeur was contained in such a simple battle.

This sword-wielding Northern Wei Divine Realm cultivator is the Beiyu Sword Saint Tuoba Slash.

Although it was only a half-saint and occupied a holy word in advance, Fang Cai's sky-killing sword really had some taste of the sacred realm.

However, no one knew that when she looked at such a knife at this time, what she thought of was Lin Yi.

Lin Yi's fighting style is really similar to this Tuoba Slash, brutal and direct.

She actually appreciates this way of fighting.

It's just that she knows that this Tuoba slash is going to die.

......

The figure of Tuoba Chop walked sharply through the forest.

His way of fleeing was also very direct, flying straight in front of him.

Blood was dripping from the black armor, originally a vivid red, but gradually turning purple and black.

His eyes gradually turned purple and black.

This is not because of his unique technique, but because the sword fetus of that flying sword contains some kind of terrible poison.

This poison could not be eliminated even by the antidote he had on his body.

"Lord Tuoba. ”

An anxious call rang out in the forest in front of him.

Tuoba suddenly felt slightly relieved.

He recognized the black-armored cultivator in front of him.

It was a young cultivator from Yueze in the Northern Wei Dynasty, who also used a knife, so he had asked him many times before about cultivation and sword skills.

In the previous battle, this young practitioner from Koshizawa also performed well and won his approval.

Although this young cultivator's cultivation was too lowly for him, it could at least help him gain some time to dispel the poison.

"You carry me away. ”

He fell in front of the young cultivator with a nervous and shocked expression, "Don't stop, don't cherish the true yuan, I need half a cup of tea." ”

Without any hesitation, the young cultivator of the Northern Wei Dynasty turned around and carried him on his shoulders.

However, just as he closed his eyes and had just mobilized the true element, a fallen leaf fell from above and landed on him.

A sharp sword qi suddenly appeared from under the fallen leaves, accurately passing through the petals of the black armor on his body, the light and small sword fragments, the moment they pierced into his skin and flesh, they burst out with terrifying power, directly from his back to his chest, instantly crushing his heart.

Rumble!

A terrifying wave of qi burst out between him and the young cultivator.

Both he and the young cultivator flew out in a daze, each falling heavily to the ground.

"Despicable southerners. ”

When he felt that his black armor was filled with blood in his body, Tuoba, who was still sitting up tenaciously, took one last look at the young cultivator who was also sitting up.

Under the natural counterattack of his True Yuan, although the young cultivator was severely injured, he did not die.

This can only show that this young cultivator has succeeded in hiding his cultivation in front of him.

This young cultivator was definitely not the kind of cultivator who had only reached the middle level of the artistic conception, and he was definitely not a swordsman, but a very strong swordsman.

......

When Tuoba slashed his death, Wu Guzhi walked towards the dark clouds ahead.

Then she jumped off the cliff as well.

An exclamation rang out.

No one would have thought that she would kill herself, but even many of the Nantian Academy's teachings were in absolute shock.

Only a cultivator of that kind of divine thought realm could have jumped directly from such a mountain cliff unscathed.

However, before, even if some of them knew her real name, they didn't know that she had such a cultivation at all.

Her figure sped down in the mist.

The True Yuan in her body began to rage, making a sound like glass shattering under her feet.

An aura that only a demi-saint could possess encircled her body, turning her body's straight fall into a diagonal flight out of the air.

The scattered True Yuan escaped and impacted the water vapor in the air, forming a white rainbow, like a wisdom tail.

Her real name is Xi Huiwei.