Seeing that the three disciples of Xuantian Peak were all in the foundation building realm, and the spiritual power of the foundation building realm was permeated, the honest young man and the stammering fat man were shocked on their faces, but they didn't expect that they would be unfavorable, and they had just encountered such a powerful opponent not long after they had just moved forward.

But now that the arrow is on the bow, it has to be fired, not to mention that their side still has the advantage of numbers, and no matter how powerful the other party is, it is only three people.

The honest young man who took the lead was holding a slender gray-black flying sword in his hand, and he used the sword qi to pass the Xuantian Chapter, which was the first form of the Xuantian Sword Duel.

A silver sword light flashed instantly, and waved it at Zhao Jiuge fiercely, Zhao Jiuge's words before made him very unhappy, and at the same time humiliated them Xuanluofeng, so as soon as he made a move, he went away at Zhao Jiuge, as for Leng Rufeng and Bai Qingqing, he directly ignored them.

Looking at the honest young man who was so ruthless as soon as he made a move, a sense of pride surged in Zhao Jiuge's heart, sword duel, then I will also use sword duel, sword duel against sword duel, even if I don't use other means, I can deal with you!

Since I am so ruthless, then I have nothing to talk about. The Qingmei Sword fluoresced and flowed through the sword body, and its own spiritual power was constantly pouring into the sword, and the exercises in the body were already running rapidly.

Zhang Fan lifts the ropes, the soft Lu does not apply, the small boat is light, the Tiaoxi is weeping, the flat boat is a leaf, the river is like practice, and the vicissitudes are vast.

The Xuantian Sword Duel's first layer of the Xuantian Sword Duel appeared in Zhao Jiuge's heart, and then a more brilliant silver light gathered on the tip of the Qingmei Sword, and the silver light carried a sharp aura.

After the cast, he couldn't help but say something to cater to the sword light that flew towards him. Since the sword duel was comprehended that day and took this opportunity to break through to the foundation building realm, Zhao Jiuge has not practiced, and because he does not have a good flying sword in his hand, and the second layer of the Xuantian Sword Duel, Zhao Jiuge has not used the sword duel much for a long time.

If you don't use it for a long time, it doesn't mean that you are worse than a simple boy, the gap in the realm is not at all something that can be made up by hard conditions, compared to the spiritual power of his spiritual realm, Zhao Jiuge's spiritual power in the foundation building realm is undoubtedly more condensed and domineering.

When the two sword qi collided, they emitted a dazzling light, allowing the two people who were close to each other to feel the tingling sensation in their skin.

Poof.

Like silver flowers and fireworks, the innocent young man's sword qi exploded in all directions, and when it hit the surrounding flowers and plants, it instantly pierced through the branches and leaves, causing a tremor and a constant bang.

And the honest young man obviously has some strong actual combat experience, what happened was just as he thought, when he swung out a sharp sword qi, at the same time, the spiritual power of the whole body was urged, the spiritual power was externalized, and the space around the body was firmly helped, resisting Zhao Jiuge's residual sword qi, and at the same time, he secretly raised his qi, ready to continue to attack after resisting this blow.

But he guessed the beginning, but he didn't guess the ending, and the fierce frontal sword qi instantly hit the protective aura in front of him.

The honest young man only felt a buzzing sound in his head, and then his whole body seemed to receive a backlog, and a heavy blow knocked him a few meters away, and the shining aura of his whole body suddenly dissipated, and the bones in his body emitted a burst of pain. Even around him where he was standing, the grass on the ground was forced by the residual strength of this sword qi, and it was swept behind with the body of the honest young man.

The honest young man snorted, endured the pain, supported his right hand alone, the facial features on his face were distorted together, he gritted his teeth, and his eyes showed a fierce light.

But Zhao Jiuge didn't give him a chance to get up at all, the lion fought the rabbit, and he still needed all his strength. What's more, now that the other party is overwhelmed, he has to make a sharp move and make an example of the chicken.

The golden spiritual power externalized into the body, and a rich golden spiritual light was about to come out, and then condensed together, turning into a huge yellow palm, and slapped it at the honest young man who wanted to get up, but he kept in mind the words of the senior brother who sent him here, and when he encountered the other two peak disciples, he didn't need to worry about anything else, but he couldn't kill him. Therefore, Zhao Jiuge's blow, looking powerful, actually did not use all his strength.

Soon, the golden palm slapped on the honest boy who couldn't react. The sword robe on the honest young man's body was suddenly shattered, and the skin on his body turned bright red, as if the blood was about to spurt out, revealing weirdness, the corners of his mouth were already full of residual bloodstains, and he looked extremely embarrassed, and his right hand, which had just been propped up, instantly lay flat on the grass, unable to move, only after a few gentle twitches of his fingers, the whole person was silent, if it wasn't for the breath still existing, everyone thought he was dead.

Only Zhao Jiuge, who had left his strength, knew what was going on in his heart, if it weren't for the fact that this kid had the physique of the Spirit Transformation Realm to support him, even if he had spare strength, he would not be able to escape death.

All this happened between the lightning and flint, except for the four people who were holding flying swords at the head of them, who had already moved, and the rest of the dozen or so people had not moved, this honest young man was beaten to the ground, covered in blood.

And when the two of them fought, the other two people on the field also quickly ended the battle, after all, the foundation building realm and the spirit transformation realm are not separated by a little bit of spiritual power.

On the other side, the stammering fat man was holding a huge black flying sword in his hand, exuding a dark light all over his body, and the width of the light sword was more than a foot, equivalent to the width of five or six sword bodies.

This stammering fat man, although he spoke funny, but when he entered the state of battle, he seemed to have changed a person, and his temperament was killed a lot.

Holding this huge flying sword with both hands, the sword body was crossed on his chest, resting on his right shoulder, showing a wide opening and closing trend in front of him, running all the way, his goal was the cold as the wind, after all, if he wanted to attack Bai Qingqing, it would be more difficult than killing a pig. Although the speed of the run is agile, the pace is not messy in the slightest.

Different from Zhao Jiuge's somewhat disdainful, there was a strong battle intent in his cold and dark eyes at this moment, although the other party was only a spirit realm, but this was the first time he had fought with a flying sword!

No one could understand how happy it was for these ordinary disciples to have a magic weapon, a lowest-level flying sword, soon after they got started, but it was actually very difficult to achieve even this overly demanding.

The same moves, the same sword duel, the same silver sharp sword qi. The difference was that Leng Rufeng's posture of using this gray flying sword was a little awkward, after all, it was the first time, and his heart was full of excitement and nervousness.

Because he was thinking about the flying sword, Leng Rufeng forgot to ask his subordinates to be merciful, and he left no room for his shot, his movements were like thunder, his hands rose, and the sword fell.

The sword qi was like an earth dragon directly sticking to the ground and going straight to the honest young man, which made the stammering fat man who liked to walk hard stunned slightly, and the short-term shock brought unaccustomedness, but when the skin tingling all over the body appeared as if it was about to burst, he knew that he was not playing in the mountain peak like usual at the moment, but a real fight.

But he didn't have time to use the sword to decide, so he could only use the spiritual power of his whole body to surge wildly outside his body, and the body protection spirit armor was tightly attached to his surroundings. At the same time, the spiritual power in the body also frantically poured into the huge black flying sword in both hands, and while doing a good job of defending and resisting, he even wanted to resist the fierce sword qi with his own brute strength at the same time!

At this time, the stammering fat man clearly flashed a crazy look in his eyes, but the result was still in vain.

The silver sword qi was enlarged in the dark pupils of the stammering fat man, and then a burst of light flashed in the eyes of the stammering fat man, this was this time!

Holding the huge dark flying sword in both hands, he slapped it diagonally to his chest, and with a feeling of great strength, he went towards the brilliant sword qi that was as cold as the wind.

"Bang..."

A deafening roar resounded through this mountain forest, even the towering trees around were constantly dropping leaves, the branches were constantly trembling, and the surrounding trees were all so big movements, not to mention the stammering fat man who wanted to touch with his own hands, not to mention that Leng Rufeng didn't leave his hand like Zhao Jiuge this time!

Burst......

The fleshy face of the stammering fat man then looked up to the sky and spat blood, and the blood was like rain and mist, and it was gone. The tiger's mouths on both hands were shaken open, and the cracked wounds were stained with blood, like a scar on the hand.

Even the sleeves of the green sword robe on his body had been shredded into strips of cloth and hung in front of him, which was cut by the sword qi.

Bang.

The fat stammering man flew upside down across a parabola through the air and fell to the ground with a dull thud, raising up the dust on the ground in the mountains and forests, mixed with the falling leaves.

At this moment, the fat man who stuttered was more seriously injured than the honest boy just now, and he didn't even have convulsions after falling to the ground, and he didn't seem to be seriously injured on the outside, but his internal organs had actually been shattered.

As for Bai Qingqing's movements, they were much simpler and neater than the two of them. Fenghua's aura instantly shone brightly, and he didn't use a sword duel, nor did he use other moves, he simply picked out two sword flowers, and relied on the power of the spirit weapon to slash at the two Xuanluo Peak disciples who were a little twisted in their movements.

The green sword robes on the two of them immediately split apart, revealing only the close-fitting white underwear inside, and the long black strands of hair on their heads turned into roots, just like the dead grass that had just drifted up because of the movement, flying and circling in the air, and then falling to the ground.

This hand can be said to be more amazing than Zhao Jiuge and Leng Rufeng, and the control of spiritual power has reached a point where it can be retracted and released freely, although the two of them have not suffered any physical damage, they are shocked in their hearts, and there is already a shadow.

The two teenagers licked their lips that were a little dry, and glanced at each other in unison, feeling that the spiritual power on Bai Qingqing's body had not yet dissipated, they did not act rashly, and the palms of the hands holding the flying sword tightly in their hands were already green and tendony, and even a little white, but they still didn't dare to move easily, staring at Bai Qingqing, waiting for her actions and the next reaction.

The movements of the three of them were very fast, just a blink of an eye, which made the spiritual power that was about to erupt from the bodies of the dozen or so Xuanluo Peak disciples who were originally behind them and was like a rainbow immediately stagnate, and looked at the two injured two compatriots who did not dare to move easily, as if they did not expect that the other three could cause this scene even though they had a foundation building realm!

Forced by the shock on the field, more than a dozen Xuanluo Peak disciples did not speak, and at the same time looked at the expressions of their companions with some hesitation.

The menacing appearance just now is gone at this moment. Zhao Jiuge couldn't help but hook the corners of his lips, smiled a little playfully, and said playfully, "Now it's the turn of who to hand over the flag quickly." ”