On a touch of blue clear sky, the sword light is still better than the morning glow, splashing unscrupulously, the two groups of sword qi confronting each other and the majestic sword qi cluster is distinct, and the silver-haired woman in white has three thousand six hundred swords, and her hands are standing on preference. The black-haired and black-clothed young sword immortal opposite the woman was full of calmness, surrounded by four thousand eight hundred life and death yin and yang sword qi that was already like a substance, and the two swords beside him, one black and one white, were full of agility.

Ran Xiao Xiaolian's feet were light, and the immortal stepped on stilts and stood on the square inch of the tip of the sword, with an indescribable fairy bearing. After many years, she once again showed the solemn expression that she had when she fought with Yun Lan in front of the Kunlun army. Now that the two of them had already tried hundreds of tricks on their own, she felt that she could use the unfathomable word to describe the thousand-year-old monster of the cultivation path on the person in front of her.

What kind of half-step refining void is this, even the elder of the Void Refining Realm who has been cultivating swords for hundreds of years in Kunlun is not as tricky as him? The woman couldn't help but feel angry when she thought about it, what kind of person is this Qingyun Mountain, and the powerful guys are one after another!

"Senior Sister Ran, Senior Brother is offended. ”

Chang Xi of the Lingxu Imperial Sword smiled slightly, and when he thought of it, the sword moved, and the four thousand eight hundred life and death yin and yang sword qi heavenly maidens around him spread out under his feet, and every few zhang there was a sword qi paving the way, and the roads were connected, and in the high air of the howling wind on Kunlun, a broad road made of sword qi was paved.

The black-clothed sword immortal stepped out on the sword qi one step at a time, and so on, he began to run wildly.

The sky was clear over Kunlun, and there was rolling thunder.

The sea of blood boiling and humming in Chang Xi's chest continued, and his figure running wildly in the sky could even drag out the magnificent and dazzling Hui tail behind him like a comet sweeping the sky, and his body was covered with the golden light of the Dragon Emperor's immortal body or the morning glow shining behind him, his momentum was unstoppable, like the impassioned spirit of Kunlun Million's Cultivator who never retreated when facing the Demon Clan.

Chang Xi cut off the river head-on, and his strength was all restrained on the palm of his hand.

The white-clothed Ran Xiaoxiao, who was three thousand six hanging swords, preferred to hold it in his hand, and the white sword suddenly burst out with a light that was more dazzling than the sun, and then a sword was handed out.

Circles and circles of ripples visible to the naked eye rippled in the clear sky.

The woman retreated more than a thousand feet, and the man tilted his head back slightly, only half a step back.

Ran Xiaoxiao stabilized her figure, exhaled deeply, her beautiful eyes closed slightly, and she saw that her whole body began to radiate light like a dazzling scorching sun, and the heavy breath that was only one foot away from refining the void realm was like a river flowing into a river, and her skin, face, and even every strand of hair were dyed with holy white, along with the thousands of cloud swords beside her, and the immortal silk made of holy white light fluttered around her in the wind, making her whole person like a Nine Heavens Xuannu who descended from heaven to mortal dust.

The woman's beautiful eyes opened again, and the momentum was completely incomparable.

Under the light, the incompatible black robe was particularly dazzling.

"I heard that Xiao Xiao has only used this kind of magic power to urge the light spirit root with full load twice before. Yu Che, who was obliquely hugging Cunyin, said softly: "The first time was to face Yun Lan, who had just traveled north, and the second time was when the Xinghai Department was used when the front line encountered a catastrophe, and we didn't have the chance to see it both times, so today is really a feast for the eyes." ”

Kunlunzi shook his head and said: "If Chang Xi's son really single-handedly competed against Zeng Jiuhe of the Ten Thousand Immortal Sect at that time, then the little girl may not be able to take advantage of it even if she uses the magic power of the light spirit root." ”

Facing the holy woman in the distance who was dazzling and did not lose the scorching sun above her head, Chang Xi's face was not shocked, and he only heard him say softly: "Hanguang, green frost, red shadow, no work, apricot blossom branches." ”

For example, the general points the male soldiers on the platform.

The five sword fetuses were ruyi, and the flying swords with perfect sword intent came out of their sleeves and hovered beside their masters.

Chang Xiti used to be the red shadow of Cheng Yao's sword in his hand, holding it high to the sky, and the clear sky suddenly set off a fire cloud and rolled towards the woman opposite, which was a miraculous power.

At this moment, the woman who was almost divine preferred to hold it in her hand, and the three thousand six hundred cloud swords beside her slammed straight into the fiery red cloud tide, and in just an instant, she crushed this sword move that could easily drown a Divine Transformation Realm Consummation Cultivator into nothingness.

Chang Xi was not in a hurry to mention the apricot blossom branch again, and the once famous Tianyong City's great sword-style divine communication hand pinched it, and a rain of apricot blossom petals suddenly floated on Kunlun Jade Everest Peak. Many Kunlun disciples who have never left Suzhou have never seen apricot blossoms, and they can't love them in the palm of their hands.

"Absolute Sword Style? Apricot Blossom Ballad!"

"Instant Fanghua?

It's actually two sword moves at the same time!

There were still three thousand glorious cloud swords left beside Ran Xiaoxiao, and once again collided with the two great sword-style supernatural powers with the fierce and fearless rushing momentum of the Kunlun army, and in the strangulation of the sword qi in the sky and the numbing cutting sound of the scalp, the three thousand radiant cloud swords and the four thousand eight hundred life and death yin and yang sword qi fought together.

In the coquettishness of the Kunlun woman, Chang Xi's two-style magical powers were broken again.

Suddenly, Ran Xiaoxiao suddenly felt an alarm in her heart, and among the apricot blossom petals flying in the sky, an arrow light that was so cold that it made the heavens and the earth lose color pierced through the canopy and went straight to her eyes!

Her unprecedented complexion became solemn, and even the white light that shone on her body was condensed, and in an instant, it condensed into six white wings behind her back, making her already ethereal and traceless smart body suddenly go up a new level, and the next moment, its almost moon-by-moon arrow light almost grazed her face and shot into the distance, almost killing the country with one arrow.

Ran Xiaoxiao was forced out of a slightly embarrassed figure by the strong wind around the arrow light.

In the distance, Chang Xi reluctantly put down the longbow of the fire spirit in his hand, and he really estimated in his heart that Ran Xiaoxiao, who was almost a celestial posture, would not be easily succeeded by him like this. He looked at the direction where the arrow light disappeared, and sighed, looking at the strength of his bow and the blessing of the sword qi, the light and unwork that he had just shot out on the bow, I am afraid that it would take half a day to fly back.

Chang Xi jumped down from mid-air, stepped back into the open-air dojo with the soles of his feet, and slowly landed in front of the statue of the Human Emperor, facing the female Human Emperor with his back to Ran Xiaoxiao, who was like a celestial descending into the world.

Ran Xiaoxiao was not arrogant or proud because he broke Chang Xi's triumphant powers one after another. He only calmly looked at the man in black on the other side of the dojo, and subconsciously held his hand tighter. It was obvious that the master of the sect had the upper hand in the duel, but everyone in the Xinghai Department in the open-air dojo did not dare to take a breath.

For some reason, they have the illusion that the wind and rain are about to come and the wind is full of buildings.

It seemed that he had a premonition of something, and Kunlun Zi, who had always been paying attention to the top showdown of the younger generation in the Immortal Dao Alliance, got up and stared at Chang Xi deadly.

Chang Xi's eyes were half golden and half silver cross.

The Moon Rainbow Sword and the Cave Shadow Sword merged into one, turning into a solemn and simple golden long sword.

He stood with his sword in hand, his hands folded on the hilt of his sword, and his face began to blur.

The majesty was so great that the sword momentum that was no longer invincible rose like the sun.

The statue of the human emperor under the Jade Pearl, under the almost trembling gaze of Ran Xiaoxiao and Kunlun Zhongxiu, seems to be alive, the phantom of the human emperor stands between heaven and earth, and the six ancient swords in the star wheel behind him are out of the sheath, and the red-shirted woman who can already vaguely see the appearance of the country and the city turned her eyes and looked at Ran Xiaoxiao, who had six wings spread but no longer knew how to fly.

Then there is a finger that obscures the day and is under the empty spot.

In front of the human emperor, where is the celestial man?