The mountain wind is howling, the cold wind is hunting, and the sword fighting of Shixin Peak in Huangshan is still continuing.

Although it was dark night, the sword light was shining, and the rainbow light was full of sky, and there was no difference between the bright hall and the day.

After all, the Mixed Yuan Patriarch and Miao Yi Zhenren are still the Yuan Shen Sword, like two heavenly dragons, soaring in the sky, dancing and fighting together.

The five immortal swords of the Mixed Yuan Patriarch are one, and the poisonous dragon transformed has both five poisonous forms. The long whip of the dragon locust sword, the wide mouth of the clam's cheeks, the poisonous green tail of the blue scorpion, the snow-white body of the silver frost centipede, and the hideous snake letter of the purple python. The hundred-ten-zhang poisonous dragon was churning vertically and horizontally, up and down, and from time to time there was a roaring thunder, but the speed of the sword was too fast, cutting through the sky and causing a sonic boom.

Miaoyi Zhenren's golden thunderbolt sword is also turned into a Changhong, shocking the earth, straight to the Beidou, and the Xiaohan Galaxy is not as bright as it.

The two dragons dance side by side, twisted into a ball, a gold multicolored accompanied by rolling thunder, jumping between the peaks, the illuminated dense forest brilliance flashes, blurred illusions, just like a fantasy world.

Pang Xian couldn't wait to grow thousands of eyes and understand the mysteries of the two sides of the sword path. The two patriarchs are in harmony with each other, as fast as a meteor flying, colorful and bright, beautiful and beautiful. Pang Xianxin was fortunate to come to participate in the second sword fight, and watched the two masters perform the unparalleled magic method, which greatly broadened his horizons, and this alone was not something he could obtain from a hundred years of closed-door penance.

The next morning, a great sun broke through the clouds and shone on the earth. Just in time for the two godfathers Ling Hong through the sun, reflecting the morning sun, the golden light is shining, majestic, difficult to describe and difficult to paint, thrilling to the extreme.

Xu Feiniang's expression was a little relaxed, and she said to Pang Xianyan: "The ancestor has advanced skills, and has gradually grasped the initiative, Qi Lao'er is completely behind, and he will definitely be able to tell the winner before noon." ”

Pang Xian fixed his eyes and looked at it, and sure enough, the ancestor's five poisonous sword lights were furious, and the hundred poisonous smoke covered the sky, and all kinds of poisonous insects and moths loomed inside. Although Miao Yi Zhenren's golden thunderbolt sword was still scurrying and jumping, it was full of wit, but it was restrained and suppressed by the poisonous miasma of Mu Xu and was difficult to get rid of.

At the same time, her heart moved, and she hurriedly reminded Xu Feiniang: "Senior aunt, be careful that Emei sends dogs to jump over the wall in a hurry and plot against the ancestor." ”

However, at this time, the Emei ancestor Changmei Zhenren has been flying for less than forty years, because he has not reached the period of great prosperity, and he has not yet revealed his fangs. Although Wutai is hostile to Emei, he also admires the bearing of the Xuanmen Sect, coupled with his trust in the ancestor, Xu Feiniang does not believe that the three immortals and two elders will be so tasteless to make a sneak attack.

Xu Feiniang casually glanced at the reed shed where the Emei faction was located, and found that the Emei immortals were all in the shed, so she no longer cared. Although Pang Xian is still worried, one believes in Aunt Xu's ability, and the other is that the patriarch has the Nine Heavens Yuan Yang Ruler and Taiyi Wuyan Luo Protection, and he must not be as miserable as he was destined.

Before he could make up his mind, he heard a miserable howl tearing the clouds. Looking at the sky, Pang Xian's face suddenly turned pale.

I saw that the patriarch was like a projectile flying from the sky, and Qi Shuming's sword light skyrocketed, like a golden dragon of dozens of zhang, and he was frightened, and he wanted to devour the ancestor. Fortunately, the Five Poisons Immortal Sword is extraordinary, and the Transformation of the Five Poisons automatically protects the master, but it can only be spared, and it is difficult to get rid of the sword light of the Golden Thunderbolt Sword.

Xu Feiniang was terrified, and she really couldn't figure out how the patriarch could be defeated in the blink of an eye, and there was no sign of this!

Pang Xian had prejudices, turned his head to look, and the ascetic head had a smug smile on his face, beckoning to the same door Xuan Zhenzi and the two elders of Songshan, and broke through the air. The four of them swung out six sword lights to separate the flying swords of Miao Yi Zhenren and the Mixed Yuan Patriarch, wanting to mediate between the two families.

The five immortals in this compartment rushed up and tightly protected their ancestors. The Poison Dragon Venerable and the Flame Patriarch also didn't expect that the Mixed Yuan Sect would be defeated for no reason, they glanced at each other, and walked forward to confront the three immortals of Emei with a bitter face.

Chasing Yunsuo Bai Guyi saw that the disciples of Wutai looked at each other angrily, as if they were facing the enemy, so he stepped forward and persuaded him:

"Although the sword fighting between the two families of Emei Wutai is caused by a catastrophe, if the root cause is still caused by the criminals. The obstacle is completed and the cultivation violates the rules of the Qing Dynasty and betrays the teacher. Insider Ling Xuehong captured the traitor, what does it matter to you Wutai? Your ancestor wants to meddle in his affairs and shield him. Now the two sword fights are all big defeats and losses. So far, it is the best policy to obediently apologize, and the Emei faction, as the great sect of Xuanmen, has immeasurable implications, and will forgive Er and others for unreasonable provocations. ”

Fa Yuan, Lin Yuan and the other uncles were so angry that the three corpse gods jumped violently. This Bai Guyi is arrogant, obviously mediating the dispute between the two families, but his expression is clearly looking down on the side factions, consciously superior, and preaching in a rewarding tone, but anyone who has a little temperament can't bear it.

Pang Xian knew that the senior division commander was not good at debating, so he hurriedly said: "Great defeat and loss? Thanks to your old face, I can also say that my ancestor is clearly going to win, why did he lose for no reason?

There was fire in his heart, and he glared angrily at the ascetic head and said: "The famous Three Immortals of the East China Sea turned out to be just dirty villains, and the upright sword fighting still has to play tricks, which is really despicable. ”

Pang Xian's words were really shocking, and all the immortals present were shocked, and they were all shocked. Emei never expected that a Wutai junior would break his own hole cards, and the well-known sword immortals of Wutai were first shocked, and then exploded their lungs.

The golden-bodied Arhat Fa Yuan scolded: "Xuanmen Sect, fuck you! Despicable and shameless, the scoundrels in the world are almost the same." ”

As the first major faction in the side gate, the Wutai faction still respects its identity after all, and the two factions in western Yunnan and Huashan do not have this scruples, and all kinds of foul language splits their heads and faces are noisy and noisy, especially a few lustful women in Huashan, and all kinds of greetings to the genitals of the old Qi family.

Not to mention that the Emei faction is all red-faced and red-eared, and they can't wait to stab to death the soul-hooking girl Li Sigu, the fragrant lady Hu Caichun and others, even Pang Xian can't stand the heavy taste of these aunts.

Hey, will Xuan Zhenzi eat your milk? Aunt Caichun, the ascetic head is tactfully acknowledging joy under your crotch? That picture is so beautiful, I don't dare to imagine it.

There was such a group of chaotic people, and Pang Xian suddenly couldn't suppress the scene. The Mixed Yuan Patriarch ate an invisible sword, and was counterattacked by Qi Shuming taking advantage of the situation, and at this time, he was dizzy and didn't bother to order the disciples of the three sects.

In fact, the two families are purely fighting swords, and when they are fighting for life and death without reservation, which Cheng wants to be an ascetic head and attack shamelessly, otherwise he will definitely use Taiyi Wuyanluo to protect himself in advance.

The dwarf Zhu Mei and the ascetic head have a fight, no face, no skin and no bottom line. At this time, seeing that the demon girl of the Huashan faction was making a fuss, he was so happy to tear his face with the Wutai faction, so he simply drew his salary from the bottom of the kettle, and completely broke it, and immediately made a look at the ascetic head.

Although the ascetic head couldn't bear to make a plot before, he couldn't watch the elder brother in charge lose. I wanted to stop there, but a few demon girls from the Huashan faction were obscene, and they couldn't hear it. Zhu Mei jumped to the side, adding fuel to the fire, and no longer cared about her identity.

Although Pang Xianren is steady and awake, but in the end, his Dao power is shallow, and the Mixed Yuan Patriarch did not expect that in this case, the Emei faction would be so ruthless and desperate.

The invisible sword is invisible, unpredictable, and difficult for anyone to guard against when it first appears. The Mixed Yuan Patriarch, who was closing his eyes and breathing in the midst of the crowd of immortals, suddenly opened his eyes angrily and roared: "You dare!"

Keen as Fei Niang, she only slightly sensed a wisp of breeze, and then looked at the red line on the patriarch's forehead, her eyes were bloody, and the fairy wind bones turned hideous. With a wave of the big sleeves, five colored clouds and smoke appeared leisurely, but it was finally sacrificed to Taiyi Wuyanluo.

Before the Mixed Yuan Patriarch could fight back angrily, he heard several thunderbolts that shook the heavens and the earth, carrying thousands of golden lights and thousands of thunderbolts, and smashed down. The brilliance is dazzling, and the momentum is not terrifying.

Pang Xian only felt shaken, the mountains collapsed, his eyes were blood-red, he was pulled in a hurry, the light flickered, and he appeared ten miles away.

Looking at the field again, the three immortals and two elders raised their hands and waved them down, it was the Xuanmen Taiyi Divine Thunder. There were corpses lying on the ground, thunderbolts flashing wildly, and the aroma of burnt meat was overflowing. The Mixed Yuan Patriarch is as straight as the mainstay in the waves, with five colors of smoke and light, and it is born with the extinction, and the changes are endless, but in this sea of thunder and lightning, it seems to be crumbling, and it is not thin.

A terrible cry of "Master" sounded in his ears, and in a blink of an eye, Aunt Xu had her hair scattered, her face was bloody, and her expression was panicked.

Pang Xian gritted his teeth and said hatefully: "The ancestor has a talisman treasure, I see how a few of them can break the double protection of Taiyi Wuyan Luo and Nine Heavens Yuan Yang Ruler." ”

Pang Xian didn't say this, but when he said it, Aunt Xu was even more teary-eyed, and said miserably: "Ah......! I hurt Master!"

A red shadow flickered, and Xu Feiniang was already running towards the ancestor. Pang Xian was puzzled, but before he could come up with a clue, he saw that the patriarch's Taiyi Wuyanluo had been broken.

"Boom"

With an earth-shattering explosion, the Mixed Yuan Patriarch was blown away, and the mud plough slid out a deep ravine on the ground.

The three immortals and two elders were about to take advantage of the situation to push Wan Qing Lei Bo to kill the Mixed Yuan Patriarch and destroy his form and spirit. I saw Xu Feiniang take out a purple jade ruler, and pointed at the golden light thunder sea, and saw nine golden flowers, a ball of purple gas, coming out in response to the situation, covering the ancestor's whole body in a blink of an eye.

The thunderbolt and thunderbolt exploded like a thunderbolt destroying the world, the golden flower purple qi was vigorous, and the golden light of the hundred and ten zhang was like a canopy, not missing the slightest bit of the state, and it was really worthy of the treasure of Guangchengzi's cultivation and demon refining defense.

When Pang Xian saw this, why didn't he understand? He sighed, his fate was destined for a few days, and he couldn't help anyone at all. It must be that the patriarch failed to raise Xu Shigu, and he used the Yuanyang ruler to compensate for his aunt.

Now, there is no other thought, I sacrificed the silver sword, jumped up, the body and sword were one, and a silver rainbow crossed by, and I came to Aunt Xu's side.

At this time, the immortals of the three sects of Wutai, Huashan and Western Yunnan had all come back to their senses, raised all kinds of sword lights, and went straight to Emei to attack the general. The three immortals and two elders couldn't see through the protection of the Nine Heavens Yuan Yang Ruler, so they turned around and killed the three sect monks.

Pang Xian saw that Senior Aunt Xu was heartbroken, and hurriedly persuaded: "Senior Aunt, go quickly." Only by returning to the mountain gate can the ancestor be saved. ”

Xu Feiniang was sad and blamed herself, but when she heard Pang Xian's reminder, she immediately knew the severity. slapped his hand to the ground, the five-colored smoke cloud churned, and he used Taiyi Wuyanluo to protect himself and his little nephew.

The two of them set up the patriarch and were about to run away, when the eyes flashed colorfully, a silver frost centipede slid by, the Zen fragrance was far away, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a snow-white flying sword that was pinched in the hands of the ascetic head, still like a spiritual snake, bending and stretching, scurrying and jumping. But it was the ascetic head Tuo who was using the Xiao Zhan Tan Miao Method to take away the patriarch's five poison fairy swords.

Pang Xian's eyes were red, and he was angry, and as soon as he swung his left sleeve, a golden circle of light slipped out of his sleeve. This golden circle is good in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it becomes the size of a grinding plate, and a suction force is born out of thin air, and it fixes the dragon locust sword, the most valuable of the five poison immortal swords, after all, it is the same source true qi sacrifice, and after a little struggle, it is taken away by Pang Xian's Taiyi circle.

However, the other three fairy swords were too far away, and the scene was chaotic, Pang Xian didn't dare to delay a little, so he and Xu Feiniang escaped through the air.

The ascetic head thought that the Five Poisons Immortal Sword was extremely powerful, and even the treasures of Tianfu could be matched, lest it fall into the hands of the alien faction and still be the enemy of the sect in the future, so he wanted to take it away after fighting the law.

The Five Poison Yuan Spirits lost the control of the Mixed Yuan Patriarch, and they were still unruly, and it took a lot of effort to suppress them. And now on the field, one fighting method is blazing, and the other is difficult to break Xu Feiniang's Nine Heavens Yuan Yang Ruler defense. The ascetic head had no time to withdraw, and took advantage of the chaos to be taken away by Pang Xian. In the future, Pang Xian rerefined the Five Poison Sword, and the blue was better than the blue, and only beat the Emei group of juniors with a gray face and was embarrassed.

Pang Xian was above the sky, looking back, only to see the Poison Dragon Venerable sacrifice the Supreme Treasure Ten Thousand Demons Soft Red Sand, like an endless sea of blood falling from the sky, the waves were turbulent, the white bones were up and down, and the magic sound was used to the brain, shocking the earth. And the fire on the ground is surging, noisy and noisy, billowing smoke, and the sky is shading, and the Huashan Fire Patriarch is also doing his best.

The sky was full of green fire, sword light, red line, and golden light like ten thousand dragons and snakes, flying in the air. The scene was so prosperous, and the momentum was so noisy, but Pang Xian's heart was miserable, and the great world of Wutai was about to come to an end.