"Nothing is measured, the Tao is also carried, and under the clouds, they are all chess pieces!"

Wei You slowly closed his eyes, muttered at the corners of his mouth, and said inexplicable sixteen words.

Those people were also a little confused, if Wei You talked to them at length, they might fight excitedly, or simply use their strength to completely defeat their self-confidence, and they would also leave in a hurry.

However, what is the situation now, they feel that their fists have hit the cotton, and they have not yet seen the effect they should have.

After all, there are many people, and the previous clamor was unceremonious, but I didn't expect this to be the result.

They encouraged each other to come forward and test each other first, but none of them were fools and shook their heads.

"Let's go. ”

Suddenly, Wei You opened his eyes, glanced at everyone in front of him, and slowly turned around.

"Hugh away!"

Someone finally couldn't hold it anymore, and he wasn't alone.

A rainbow of light flashed, and the faint legend seemed to pour down from the nine heavens.

"Colorful Condensation Sword!"

On the third grade of the Dao technique!

Then, a half-hundred-year-old man stood up, his hands were knotted, and a rune appeared on the palm, and then a drop of essence blood was forced out, and in an instant, the sound was like thunder, rolling and flowing.

"Flying Thunder Spell!"

After that, there was another middle-aged man, holding a green sword, with a turn of his left hand, a palm print was slapped, and in an instant, the white light was dazzling.

"The place of Qiankun, the spiritual sword rain array!"

On the third grade of the Dao technique!

The three of them moved in unison, and in an instant, the wind and clouds rolled up.

Everyone retreated one after another, and these connected moves caused the heavens and the earth to change color, and from the surroundings of the three of them, a hurricane was formed, like countless sharp knives, violently attacking.

Thundered!

The sound is like rolling thunder, churning a sea of clouds, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, making people fall into a brief chaos.

The colorful color, the light is brilliant, but it is the sword shadow that accompanies it, and the momentum of the Big Dipper firmly locks the direction of Jian Yi and their departure.

Falling in a hurry, under the clouds, there are pieces of rain curtains, but the sword light is surging, depicting a series of gossip pictures.

In an instant, the three of them exhausted their means, without the slightest reservation, and the blue color of the sky suddenly turned gray and condensed under the clouds.

"Hmph, how can they resist now?!"

"This is equivalent to the attack of three upper three rank Dao techniques, even if he is strong, what can he do!"

"This Yin Yang Mountain belongs to everyone, how can you listen to him alone!"

Seeing this large-scale scene, everyone felt very shocked, and at the same time shouted in their mouths, and was full of confidence, and even made up in their minds that the four people in front of them were beaten out of their original form by the fierce attack of the three people in front of them, and knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

Especially that Tianli Wei You, who once insulted him, he was proud to repay it today, and they only felt hearty.

Jian Yi and Lao Jiuzi all stood in place, unmoved.

"Go ahead. ”

The old wine man glanced at Jane one by one and groaned.

"You go too. ”

Wei You waved his hand lightly at Wu Daoqing.

"Hmm. ”

Both nodded at the same time, then turned around silently.

Flutteringly, the figures of Lao Jiuzi and Tianli Wei You immediately disappeared in front of them.

The three of them looked at each other one after another, their brows furrowed, and they couldn't understand this sudden scene.

The two old guys actually left, leaving behind two stinky boys, and it was a big joke that these two people could stop themselves.

"Hmph!

One of them had a hot temper, thinking that sending these two stinky boys who had not dried up was simply humiliating them, and the colorful light in his hand suddenly showed murderous aura.

Jian Yi and Wu Daoqing glanced at each other, and then lightly touched their right foot, like a crane, floating in the air.

In an instant, Jian Yi's eyes were like a sword, and at the same time, the true qi in his body was running wildly, and a piece of log in his sleeve was swung out and held tightly in his hand.

The divine wood of Wanfu Mountain, without the awakening of the Ruyi Divine Stick, only feels as heavy as a thousand catties, but now Jian Yi is not the bad old man before, this thousand catties of weight, but it is still like an ordinary log, and you can feel a trace of thunder and lightning, which is the light of the thunder spirit left after the invasion of the thunder.

On the other side, Wu Daoqing stood with his hands on both sides, but he didn't take out any weapons, but his face became a little solemn.

The sword array shook, and one after another sharp qi was invincible and slashed.

Jian Yi's eyes were like electricity, and the log in his hand was lightly chopped, and the Taiyi sword qi was triggered, condensed around it, and struck upward.

Boom!

As if a boulder collided, Jian Yi and the middle-aged man who had cast the Spirit Sword Rain Array took a step back in unison, and their eyes were shocked.

The sword aura was mighty, and the middle-aged man only felt sharp, much more powerful than his own spirit sword array, and there was a kind of desolate aura from the ancient times in the aura, which made his hand holding the green sword tremble.

And Jian Yi was also a little shocked, sure enough, it was a third-grade Dao technique, and its strength could not be underestimated.

Thundered!

And at this moment, the sound of thunder suddenly erupted, like rolling rocks, and everyone retreated, their eyes full of fear.

The disciples of the Qingyun Sect who were standing at the back also turned pale, and the sound seemed to hit their hearts, and they instantly felt that their entire bodies had been violently impacted.

"Stand back, keep your mind on it, and try not to listen to it. ”

The elder of the Qingyun Sect had a somewhat solemn face, but he didn't expect that this slightly remote Thousand Bird Pian would actually have such a powerful person.

Jian Yi frowned, her mind condensed, and the roaring thunder became much smaller.

This is because he has cultivated the "Pure Heart Ming God Mantra" before, so that his soul has reached the strongest, and he can block some damage from the huge sound of the outside world.

Break!

At this moment, Wu Daoqing, who had not moved for a long time, let out a low roar, and then above his hands, something like a bell and drum appeared.

Form a fist with your right hand and gently hit it.

Knock knock!

The crisp sound is like a silk bamboo cracking, turning into a tidal wave, layer upon layer.

Burst!

The old guy who was guiding the 'Flying Thunder Curse' had a blank face, then his face turned pale, his body leaned forward slightly, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out, staining the ground red.

In his eyes, there was no strong confidence before, only a deep disbelief and deep jealousy.

In an instant, the sound of the roar of flying thunder disappeared, and the momentum of the sea and clouds suddenly disappeared.

Just when everyone was stunned, a light flashed, but it was Jian Yi's figure.

The log in his hand stood horizontally, but above it, there was purple and a mysterious sword aura intertwined.

Taiyi sword qi! Sharp, shattered!

And the purple gas of the armor incarnation wrapped around it.

A flood of desolate air, swept in an instant, the wind rose and the clouds flew!