Outside the hall of Shen Yuan, there were many people from all factions in the square, and they had already surrounded the place where the two were fighting, watching the two of them in the field.

In the field, Shen Murong and the Eagle Pavilion have been fighting for several times, and they have not divided the winner or loser, as the two of them rose to the sky, they turned into two red lights and collided again, when the red lights collided, the two of them were facing each other with one palm, and the sword shadow was fighting, and suddenly a strong wave circle quickly spread to the two of them, and then both of them turned over and rotated backwards and stood in the air.

Shen Murong's body trembled slightly, took two steps back, and tried his best to stabilize his body, thinking that it was affected by the backlash of the Dao power, which showed how strong the pulse qi contained in the palm power exerted by the two of them, and the Eagle Pavilion also floated back a few steps lightly, and then exhaled lightly.

In his opinion, this Shen Murong really has a high level of cultivation, and he can fight with himself for several times, but he does not fall behind and shows defeat, which makes him have to admire, this Shen Murong, as the master of Shen Yuan, is not a waste of fame, and it is not a way to consume it like this, and he secretly said in his heart: It seems that it is time to use the hole cards.

I saw that this Eagle Pavilion face was ruthless, his face was gloomy, the pulse of his whole body was greatly swelled, and the condensed qi enveloped his body into a body of golden light, and the broad sword in his hand was full of sword qi and brilliance, and it flew between his palms in an instant, and the sword body suddenly exploded several times, and the sacrifice in his chest was already transformed into twelve sword bodies, and the twelve sword shadows were in the air side by side. Pointing horizontally at Shen Murong, each sword blade reveals the momentum of no death and no splitting, the blade and the sword body are all golden light flowing, when the pulse is in full bloom, the strong wind is blowing, and the invisible sense of coercion makes most people in the field a cold sweat, and unconsciously retreats back, and everyone in the field knows that this Eagle Pavilion has used the ability to watch the house, and the twelve swords of one of the twelve swords of East China come out together, saying that the twelve swords of East China, each of them is majoring in a sword trick, and the twelve people each create a deep sword trick to form a sword array, which is infinitely powerful. Megatron has the reputation of the Twelve Sword Immortal Array in the cultivation realm, and this Eagle Pavilion uses this move of the Twelve Swords Together, which must also be one of the sword tricks of its major cultivation, and the people of all factions in the field are all emotionally emotional, this kind of momentum is worthy of the Twelve Sword Immortal Array, in the eyes of everyone, this has opened their eyes.

When the Eagle Pavilion used the Twelve Swords Qi, on the side of the Shen Courtyard, Ye Lao's eyebrows were solemn, his face had changed greatly, and he secretly said in his heart: It's not good, the Twelve Swords Qi.

Everyone in the Shen Courtyard fell into a solemn color, and Yin Qing didn't know the power of this sword technique, with a sad face, she had already leaned out half of her body, staring at the twelve sword shadows cast by the Eagle Pavilion, her slender snow-white fingers tightened the pure white sleeves, and she had already made all the preparations.

The scorching waves on the twelve sword blades, like a fierce hungry wolf, made a crackling sound, the Eagle Pavilion controlled the sword waves, his face showed pride, and his originally cold face slowly revealed a sneer: Senior Brother Shen, as long as you are willing to give up and hand over the Panlong Seal, why do you want to make a big move.

The two of them stood in the air, only a few feet apart, facing this Eagle Pavilion had already used its killer twelve sword waves, Shen Murong was only deeply surprised, and he was not panicked in his heart, the other party only fought with him for a few times, that is, he used his housekeeping skills to the fullest, and he must have done the final blow. In order to fight quickly, he knew very well in his heart that the twelve sword waves in East China were one of the twelve sword tricks, each sword trick was amazingly powerful, and it had already moved the entire Xiuzhen world, although he had never seen it before, but he could be famous in the world in the Xiuzhen world.

However, listening to this Eagle Pavilion mouthing wild words, his heart seemed to be humiliated, and a trace of fanatical restlessness rose, he knew that once he started today, everything that should come would not be exempted, but the picture of Shen Feng's tragic death in the lobby flashed in his mind, which made him even more bloody, his body muscles exploded, and he ignited the fire of rage, and he scolded with his halberd fingers: Eagle Pavilion, as the head of the big faction, has repeatedly threatened my Shen Yuan, just for the non-existent coiling dragon seal, for which you have lost your humanity and indiscriminately. Kill my Shen Yuan disciples at will, you are also a decent person, you are no different from that evil demon, today I, Shen, will get rid of you, an arrogant person with no humanity.

Saying that, the pulse of his whole body swelled, and he sacrificed the long sword, both palms, and a thick pulse qi was injected into the long sword, and the purple light of the sword body flowed in an instant, and the long sword was purple in front of the chest, and it rotated into an impermeable sword shadow, and the sword shadow was stirring, and the power was getting stronger and stronger, and the originally quiet and weak breeze around it slowly became loud at this time, and the stirring sword shadow formed a vortex, gradually showing the Taiji pattern.

Seeing this, the people in the field were shocked, but the people of Shen Yuan were in their own moods, seeing this Tai Chi sword shadow came out, they all knew that this was also the Tai Chi sword trick of Shen Yuan, and it was also the superior sword trick in Shen Yuan, and it was very few people who could use this sword trick to defend against the enemy in Shen Yuan, but there were very few, this sword trick in Shen Yuan only those who had entered Dacheng could learn it, and at this time, seeing the master of the courtyard used to resist the enemy, one was ashamed, and the other was very worried in his heart, after all, these two sword tricks were against each other, and they were already representing the exercises of the two factions who could be better.

Seeing the Tai Chi sword trick offered by her husband, a trace of haze flashed on Yin Qing's face, her face was more solemn, her palm had already pinched out a cold sweat, her right hand unconsciously tightened, and slowly took a step towards the field, in her heart, she knew that her husband was deep and shallow, although she could resist the enemy of this Tai Chi sword trick, but this sword trick is a superior exercise, and the power of the pulse cultivation level is different with the different realmsShe knows the crisis better than anyone else.

Everyone saw that the two of them were already fighting for the last blow in the air, they all held their breath and watched, and they all sighed in their hearts for the pulse method fight performed by the two, and the master of Tianyun on the side saw the situation in the field, which was already powerless to stop the situation, so he closed his eyes deeply, shook his head scoundrelly, and the corners of his mouth moved lightly, as if he was reciting the Buddha's scriptures, and several people from the Baimai Sect looked at the field calmly, but what surprised them was that this Shen Murong forcibly sacrificed the Tai Chi Sword Technique at the last moment, which was a fatal point in the confrontation between the two of them, but it was difficult for them to predict the next road of Shen Yuan, where they would eventually go, and the rest of the factions in the field were quite calm, It's just that the East China Twelve Swords people are crowded to the front, always observing every move in the sky, but the Lan Pavilion headed by is staring at the people of Shen Yuan, for the final battle between the two in the sky, he is not worried about his senior brother Eagle Pavilion, but always watching the every move of the people in Shen Yuan, his face is obviously gloomy, and no one notices that the disciples of the East China Twelve Swords, inexplicably seem to be less numerous, not like the large number of people in the hall just now.

The huge energy condensed by the two of them blew the strong wind around them and shouted wildly, as if blowing a few dark clouds, shrouding the sky above this Shen Courtyard into a gray cloud, the two stared at each other, their eyes were full of deep and instant drums, and with a big palm, they instantly pushed out, and the twelve sword waves like crazy wolves rushed towards Shen Murong's Taiji Sword Vortex, and the Taiji Sword Vortex still smashed towards the sword wave in a stirring manner.

The sound of the sonic boom produced was like a piercing bone, which made people tremble in their hearts, and the ashes produced by the blasting filled the entire sky, affected by the power of the powerful wave, Shen Murong was shocked back a few steps, his body trembled slightly, and a mouthful of blood was already overflowing from the corner of his mouth, he was feeling strange, and he remembered that just a moment after the move, Shen Murong only felt a familiar white shadow flashing on his side, and with the moment of the explosion, a white light quickly attacked the sword wave, and then the ashes that exploded filled the entire sky, and when the ashes dispersed for most of the time, slowly revealing a beautiful and familiar white figure, looking at Shen Murong and screaming softly.

Yin Qing, dressed in white, volleyed on Shen Murong's side, staring at the Eagle Pavilion with a sword, her long hair fluttered in the breeze, and her white clothes fluttered lightly, although she was hit by the ashes just now, it did not damage her beautiful and beautiful appearance at all, taking advantage of this gap, she looked at Shen Murong on the side, her face was full of concern, and it was not difficult to see the anxious look on her face.

Shen Murong saw that his wife showed a caring look, so he shook his head slightly to her to indicate that it was okay, and the two nodded slightly, and then looked at the Eagle Pavilion.

After stopping his body, his eyes were slightly closed, and his hands pinched the trick for pranayama, it is not difficult to see that his face has turned slightly pale, and there is a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, after a while, he opened his eyes and looked at Shen Murong and the two, still gloomy and arrogant, revealing a sneer, obviously the blow just now did not have much impact on him, but there was another person on his side, I don't know when that Lan Pavilion also joined this, Lan Ge is also one of the main sword tricks in East China's twelve sets of sword tricks, just listen to the world's name for Ying Lan Erge, the power of the two swords is even more terrifying, everyone at the scene exclaimedIn the eyes of everyone, the situation has changed, the two main swords of the Twelve Swords in East China are against Shen Murong and his wife, even if they have the help of Mrs. Yin, but how can they resist the combination of the two masters, this contest Shen Murong and his wife are probably gone, and they are powerless to return to the sky if they struggle, and Shen Yuan is afraid that it will be difficult to escape this time.

Seeing that the Yinglan Second Pavilion did not come for a while, Yin Qing drew the sword trick in his hand, and while concentrating on vigilance, he moved his body and leaned towards Shen Murong, the two looked at each other, feeling each other's tenderness, and Fang Cai's tense and dignified heart was much more relaxed at once, but he still didn't dare to despise every move of the Yinglan Second Pavilion, Yin Qing glanced at Shen Murong and hurriedly said: Are you okay?

Shen Murong shook his head slightly and said: I'm fine, he groaned and said: It's you, your body is heavy, you shouldn't be involved in this fight, if you have something to do with the flesh and blood in this belly, I... , He paused, and said urgently: Yin Qing, listen to the husband, quickly, hurry up with this thing, go as far as possible, I don't regret dying, but you and the child must live well, I have this wish in this life, otherwise I Shen Murong is dead, and I am also worried in my heart, live well, and raise this our child, his voice seems to be getting softer and softer, and every word he spits out seems to be blurred, and it goes away with the wind.

Yin Qing shook her head desperately, looked at Shen Murong quietly, two tears poured down, the hair and white clothes in the breeze were a little dusty, and they looked out of the ordinary beauty, but this beauty seemed to have a hint of humor, indescribable inexplicable turbidity, every word of her husband stabbed her every nerve like a knife, making her heart tremble, and she couldn't calm down for a long time, she never thought about what it would be in the future. What will happen, as long as she can be by her beloved's side at this moment, she will never give up, even if everything waiting for her is doom, she never regrets it, although she also understands in her heart that the child in her womb is always the pain she has to face, but her heart is like a shadow in the traction, Summoning himself as a general and going towards his attachment to love, is this his fate, Yin Qing, who was in tears, said softly: Murong, even if there is an accident today, you and I can get along with each other, Yin Qing will never regret it, Yin Qing will not leave you, so don't persuade Yin Qing to leave.