The black shadow and golden light in the field swept away like a rainbow, and countless people outside the field were shocked, when did Chang Xi learn the beast control skills of the Royal Beast Peak?

The golden eagle of Tianjiao chirped loudly, and the speed of the rapid sweep was still three points faster than that of the master Yan Hui beside him, and the full breath of the late stage of the Jindan Realm rose like a tide, and for a while, countless golden feathers pierced through the white snow curtain and shot towards the white-clothed figure.

Nangong Congyun, who holds a half-step Yuan Infant Realm, stands still at his feet, the sound of the pure Jun sword out of the sheath is as graceful and clear as the hibiscus out of the water, and the thick power of the hidden landslide and dry water is hidden with a wave of his hand, and it is rumored that the Ou clan lineage, which is the most famous sword-casting in ancient times, has borrowed the vision of heaven and earth and the momentum of wind and rain, and took the Chijin Mountain Spirit and Ruoye Xihua, and the five swords of the heavens and places created by countless powerful monks have been created, including the noble and unparalleled sword that has been ranked in the top ten of the world's famous swords in later generations - Chunjun.

The golden feathers were amazing, and the wind and snow were transparent, and the jingling sound was dense like a drumbeat, but it still couldn't break through the three-foot sword light in front of Nangong Congyun, but in a moment, hundreds of golden feathers were buried around the white-clothed figure, and the roots of the feathers trembled, and Nangong Congyun, whose face was always unfazed, saw this scene in the corner of his eyes with a hint of surprise, his toes were a little back, and his body was clearly not fast, but he fluttered back more than twenty zhang in the blink of an eye, and hundreds of golden lights in the snow rolled back to the golden eagle.

Nangong Congyun, who had regained his steady, had a calm face and couldn't help but be a little surprised in his heart, looking at this Shenjun Golden Eagle has a cultivation strength that is no less than that in the late stage of the Jindan Realm, compared to the half-step Frost Snow Wolf and Tiger Beasts of the Frost Snow Wolf and Tiger Realm under the seat of the Royal Beast Peak Jade Qianqian, this kind of hole card was not willing to be taken out until the final, which shows that Chang Xi's ambition is great.

Nangong Congyun's eyes were sharp and his sword fingers swept across the sword body, and the eagle demon beast among the demon birds relied on the speed advantage and the sharp winged claw beak blessed by the racial supernatural power, and its difficulty was far better than that of ordinary beasts with four claws on the ground, not to mention that this kind of golden and handsome Haidong Qing xenomorph was even more unheard of, and he naturally would not be indifferent to everything he had always sought stability, but he suddenly looked at the empty place in the snow and mist in the sky.

There is a black shadow in the golden light to kill again, not afraid of you moving, afraid that you will not move!

The red shadow and the cave double sword came half a step behind Jin Ling from the left and right fifty zhang behind, the amazing sword intent and murderous aura were like substance, and they stabbed at the figure of the man in white Shengxue.

Nangong Congyun stared at the black-clothed figure without squinting, and turned a deaf ear to the two sharp swords on his side that were about to sentangle his head and disembowel, and the disciples of Qingyun Peak, who were shocked by the momentum of the black-clothed figure, reacted, why didn't the senior brother move?

He holds a sword in his right hand and bends his fingers in his left hand to make the antics of a child bouncing stones.

In the snow mist, a dazzling red shadow was dragged out in an instant, and the sword track was disrupted by the blow, and the invisible sword qi condensed into an invisible stone, breaking the wings of the red butterfly flying around the flower, and like a stone entering a lake, it caused ripples, and the ink-black hole lost its head in the air like a drunk man and fell into the snowdrift.

Nangong Congyun frowned, his inconspicuous antics like a child playing a glass ball are actually very particular, the inner gate of Qingyun Peak is prevalent in the cultivation of Shenxiao Jin, Shenxiao True Technique, this is really a high-grade cultivation method of Jindan Heavenly Rank, the contribution points can make the rest of the Eight Peaks disciples smell the legs weak, this inconspicuous finger bending action for the sake of prudence has carried the Shenxiao Jin of the four successful powers, which is tens of thousands of catties huge, and the ordinary flying sword will shatter when touched, and at the moment, the two flying swords of red and black are just messed up, and there is not even a trace of crack on the sword body, whether it is the sword master behind the sword master or these two swords are not good？

When there was no room for it, a black-clothed man came with a third sword and stepped on the snow dragon.

The dragon sword in the realm of Dacheng is magnificent, and the hundred zhang flying snow condenses into the appearance of a dragon, and the black-clothed figure on the top of the giant dragon head wipes off the corner of his mouth because of the agitation of the divine consciousness on the winding double swords, and spits out a touch of red, his eyes reveal ruthlessness, and he steps on the dragon and raises the sword and then cuts the white clothes.

At the moment of Baizhang Xuelong, the eagle chirped behind him, Nangong Congyun did not move like a mountain, took a deep breath, his chest bulged high, and the Shenxiao True Technique was running to sixty percent. Ah Ying's golden wings, sharp claws and beak, according to the plan set by the master before, and the dragon sword momentum to attack this powerful guy back and forth, but he never thought that this time he waved his wings and flew close to this person's body There was an unsustainable sense of powerlessness, and there seemed to be countless bone scraping swords hidden in every air around him, and there were no wounds on his body, but all kinds of powerlessness and Ling Chi's stinging pain made this handsome eagle scream and scream.

Chang Xi's eyes were suddenly red as blood, and the hundred-zhang snow dragon created by the sword momentum of the dragon slammed into Nangong Congyun's body three feet in front of him, and he couldn't move an inch in front of him, and the moon rainbow in his hand was like a short halberd in the throwing hand in the military array, and the pure white sword shadow that let out a roar was close at hand, and the gentle man's gaze, who was known as the ten sword geniuses in front of the inner gate of Qingyun Peak, struggled and changed several times, and finally chose to avoid its edge, and the Shenxiao True Technique in operation inevitably stagnated, and Ah Ying hurriedly got out of the quagmire of Shenxiao Sword Intent.

The situation in the five hundred zhang flying snow is unpredictable, the black-clothed and white-clothed attack and defense alternately dazzled between the rabbit and the falcon, the black and white sword intent of life and death and the majestic sword intent of the landslide and water are entangled with each other, and the one-sided situation in everyone's imagination not only did not appear, but the black-clothed Chang Xi, who seemed to have lost a lot of anger today, once again suppressed Nangong Congyun like a mad demon. Countless people from the sect family quietly wiped the cold sweat from their heads, how many demons are there among the younger generations in this Qingyun Mountain, the Jindan Initial Realm is pressed by the half-step Yuan Infant Realm, is there anything more ridiculous in the world?

The second senior brother in the back mountain seat looked at the two people who were showing an anxious trend in the field, and his eyes were vicious: "Chang Xi's cultivation of the stacking waves is actually not much inferior to Nangong Congyun's Shenxiao strength, which is why the two of them can still fight at present." But Chang Xi shouldn't have started a war of attrition with Nangong Congyun now, there is too much difference in cultivation between the two, even if Chang Xi's background is much higher than that of ordinary disciples, but he still can't be compared with the real elite of Qingyun Peak's inner gate, unless he has more hole cards, this situation won't last long and will be self-defeating. ”

Xin Tong rarely did not snort coldly at the second senior brother's comments, and only the figure of a slight advantage in the field came into view, her ten fingers were clasped against the tip of her nose to prevent herself from crying, she also knew in her heart Chang Xi's shortcomings, the time God gave him was too little and too little, and it was already an impossible miracle to fight to the finals with the Jindan Initial Realm, and it was difficult to defeat this Nangong Congyun who could step into the Yuanying Realm at any time.

The handsome woman who was ranked third in the line glanced at the second senior brother beside her, who didn't understand the love of children and daughters, and only had one thing to say, and she was well versed in the way of formations, and was also called "everyone" by Wan Xiu of the world's formations.

She covered her mouth and chuckled: "Sure enough, it's a slippery little guy." ”