"Mountains and rivers fan, a thousand pounds! Okay, good, it is precisely because of the existence of a top master like you that the vast Shenzhou will not seem so boring, look at me to break you." The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info" embodied the physical monster in the windy rise of the "god word" under the falling, the hot sky tilted more excited, two feet on the ground, jumped high into the air, reached the apex, the body and the black sword formed an incredible angle, the eagle fell down like a food, a "thousand miles" to make the general come out.

"A Thousand Miles" is a unique trick of Mingyue Peak, focusing on using the terrain to overcome the characteristics of her daughter's weakness and maximize the power of Jian Gang. It's really shocking that Yan Tiantian can even use it, and use it so perfectly. Everyone didn't guess that he had any special relationship with Mingyue Peak, after all, the impression left by Mingyue Peak's lord Nalan Mingzhu on everyone was always decent, graceful and noble, and kind.

This sword stabbed out, the sword gang skyrocketed to three zhang, Yin Chaohua felt that the light above his head was obscured by the figure of Yan Tiantian, the sharp sword gang was thousands of kilometers away but seemed to be against the tip of the nose, the terrifying killing intent was pervasive, since the fight, for the first time in his heart, he felt a sense of fear, while manipulating the golden word to rush to the sky, while retreating backwards.

Heavy as Mount Tai, the word of a thousand catties pierced through the sugar gourd by the soaring sword gang, Yin Chaohua could not avoid it, let go of the knot seal hands, took a big step back, and retreated to the Xuanqing Palace. "Jianhong" landed and cut a terrifying crack with a deepest depth of one meter on the cloud viewing platform. Yan Tiantian was red-eyed, and when the sword momentum ended, his body twisted, and he had to pursue, but was blocked by Shao Baiyu with the Honghu Immortal Sword.

Yin Chaohua left the ring, and the hot sky was victorious. Uncle Yun's loud voice came from above.

Yan Tiantian's sword move was blocked by Shao Baiyu, and the eyes that were close at hand burned with crazy flames, and his mouth was open, even if he was covered by a wooden helmet, he could clearly see the long and thick tongue spitting out of his mouth, licking left and right like a lizard, crazy to the extreme.

When the sword was cut down from the sky, everyone was in a cold sweat, and they all felt that Guanyuntai would be pierced by this shocking sword, and they fell off the cliff. By the time he turned his posture and pursued, his body was already wooden, and he couldn't move. Only Shao Baiyu responded as soon as possible, and made a timely move to block the attacking sword for Yin Chaohua. If he hadn't made a move, Yin Chaohua would have died. The latter was dripping in a cold sweat, looking at the dim mountain and river fan that fell to the ground, and then looked at Shao Baiyu, who was blocking the enemy's sword for himself regardless of his previous suspicions, he got up with difficulty, and tried twice without success, and was helped up by his fellow brothers and sisters and turned to the back of the crowd. In the face of the madness of the scorching sky, he was really a little scared.

"Very good, very good. Yan Tiantian laughed madly, "Shushan is indeed the land of the hidden dragon and the crouching tiger, the next one, isn't it a wheel war, hurry up, the next one." He forced Bai Yu away with a sword and dodged into the ring. Shao Baiyu's eagle eyes shrank suddenly, staring at him closely, and the divine sword in his hand buzzed. At that moment just now, he didn't really want to help Yin Chaohua, but out of disgust for Yan Tiantian, he couldn't allow any more lives to be lost in the hands of Yan Tiantian, a madman.

Everyone swallowed their saliva hard, their hearts beat straight out, and they successively defeated Lei Zongheng, Chu Fang, and Yin Chaohua, the three top masters of the young generation who were beyond their reach, and everyone was deeply aware of the strength of Yan Tiantian, and what made them even more frightened was the madness he was showing now, as if he didn't care about being besieged at all, and even enjoyed the process of being besieged, the stronger the opponent, the more crazy he was. The moment when the eagle fell rapidly in the hot sky, it seemed that the entire sky was cut apart, and after landing, his expression obviously became abnormal, and his whole body trembled with excitement, and he pounced like a monster, which was more terrifying than any beast. Such a person, the young sect master of the Demon Sect's Hades Sect, is really a big trouble in Shushan's heart.

Mo Junru hid behind the crowd and took care of Lei Zongheng's injuries, he was not particularly familiar with Yan Tiantian, because when Yan Tiantian slaughtered Mo Mansion, she had already passed out, so she didn't leave too many special impressions, and took care of Lei Zongheng wholeheartedly, and took care of him with the serious attitude that he had taken care of himself. The injuries on Lei's body were uneven, and many places were bone-barred, as if they had been gnawed by not too sharp teeth. He was very distressed, wrapped a damp cloth around his fingertips and gently wiped his wounds. Lei Zongheng felt like he had ascended to heaven, and his happiness was almost about to blow up. The so-called adversity sees the truth, he never imagined that Mo Junru would show a tender side to himself, looking at the other party stupidly, and the pain in his body had already drifted out of the clouds. The only thing that made him remember was the fierce battle in front of the palace, the feeling that Yan Tiantian brought him was unforgettable, it was a person who was extremely crazy and extremely powerful, if Senior Brother Zhongli was alive, he should be able to stop it, but now...... I'm afraid I can only wait until the head coach personally takes action.

His thoughts were very pessimistic, because the sorrow and madness conveyed when the swords intersected were too incredible, and he felt that Yan Tiantian was not fighting for victory, but for death, and who could beat a man who was bent on death......

Nalan Ruoxue in the crowd had completely fallen, immersed in the scorching sky and unable to extricate herself from the peerless swing of the sword, the deer slammed into each other, trembling excitedly, the fingers of both hands were mixed together, and they were clenched on their chests: "I really want to see his true appearance, I can't help it, I really want to see it." Nalan Ruoxue muttered quietly, attracting strange glances from the people around her. Leng Gongyue was so focused on the battle outside the hall that she didn't have the time to take care of her, and let the young and ignorant grass gradually sprout and spread its branches.

"Boom. The gong sounded, and Uncle Yun's voice rang out: "The second battle will be fought by Jin Chancui, a disciple of Doomsday Peak." ”

Jin Chancui is sixteen years old this year, and he is the shortest of the six peaks, and like his master Fang Cuiya, he is used to wearing a robe as red as fire, and his sword never leaves his body. Jin Chancui has two swords, the sword name of the sword he carries is "Chopping Wind", it is a short sword with a length of two feet and one inch, the blade is thin and light, suitable for hand-to-hand combat; Legend has it that Qian'e's birth is closely related to the Doomsday Peak Lord Fang Cuiya. A few years later, Fang Cuiya passed on the sword he carried with him to his favorite disciple, hoping that the sword would help Jin Chancui achieve his ideal goal.

In everyone's sight, Jin Chancui lazily walked to the cloud viewing platform, and walked to the opposite side of Yan Tiantian, the sharpness in his eyes was self-evident, but he always yawned, as if he was sleepy, Yan Tiantian looked interesting, and couldn't help but say: "It's easy to die if you can't open your eyes on the battlefield." ”

Jin Chancui ignored him, twisted his neck, moved his hands and feet, pressed his waist, as if he was doing a warm-up exercise, with the "crackling" sound of the joints of the body, the warm-up exercise ended, he quickly rubbed his face, bent his legs and waved his arms to jump up to a high place, jumped two or three feet high, and when he landed, he was as light as a wild goose.

"I was very upset that I wasn't allowed to be the first to appear, and I fell asleep in the back, so I'm sorry. "Jin Cicada Cui is notoriously arrogant on Shu Mountain, and he doesn't take anyone in his eyes.

Listening to his words, Yan Tiantian felt even more interesting, "The first person to appear on the stage must have the strength to give me the power to get off the horse, obviously in the mind of the Shushan Sect, you don't have this power." ”

Jin Chancui's face changed, and a cold light flashed in her eyes, "It's also possible that the real person in charge thinks that you are not worth mentioning, and it is not worth my fight." ”

"Do you think that's possible?"

"I think it's very likely. Jin Chancui's face was gloomy, he hated others despising him the most, "Yan Tiantian, the only son of the sect master of the Hades King Sect, it is said that when he was born, he was born with a vision, with auspicious appearances and alien beasts to escort him. ”

"You know me well. Yan Tian said lightly.

"I know everything about you. ”

"Perhaps. Yan Tiantian's eyes radiated a fine light, and the corners of his mouth showed a sneer, "Jin Chancui, born in the family of Jinling merchants, his father is a well-known local medicinal herb merchant, famous for raising cicadas and selling cicadas into medicine, his mother Cicada was born in a lowly background, and was originally a maid in the house, because there is a word "cicada" in the name, and the person is beautiful, loved by Jin's father, after the wife of the main room died of illness, Ming Media is marrying into the door, and gave birth to a child two years later, named Jin Cicada, which is your ......"

"This ......" Jin Chancui never expected that Yan Tiantian would have his own family background at his fingertips, like a few treasures. You must know that the exposure of worldly identity is a very dangerous thing, because the Demon Sect is ruthless and unscrupulous.

"Stop talking?" Yan Tiantian sneered, "Are you worried that I will hurt your parents in the family!"

"You dare!" Jin Chancui scolded angrily.

"I dare, you know. But I'm not going to do that, because I'm threatening you with these two brushes because you're not qualified. ”

"Speak with strength, I will cut you by the sword. The sword slashed the wind, and the golden cicada cui stepped on the ground with both feet, her body soared into the air, and her arms spread out like the wings of a bird, and she pounced fiercely.

Yan Tiantian is still the old countermeasure, swinging the sword without any fancy skills, forming a sword gang, and slashing through the distance, "Fight with me with a wind cutting sword, you really don't know how to write dead words." He smiled grimly.

The Dark Sword Gang swung up and down with the Yan Tian and swung the sword frantically, both in density and strength than in the previous battle, and the figure of the golden cicada cui wandered in the gap of the Dark Sword Gang, one into two, two into four, four into eight, manifesting eight afterimages, and pounced at the same time. These eight afterimages are different from Zhong Lirui's eight clones, seven of them are fake, they are virtual images, and only one real body is hidden in them. This trick is called "Shadow Step", and it is a trick unique to Doomsday Peak.

Yan Tiantian had never fought with the people of Doomsday Peak before, although he had heard the legend of Shadow Step from the mouth of the elders in the faction, he had not witnessed it with his own eyes, seeing that the golden cicada cui was divided into two, two into four, and four into eight, and at the same time divided into eight clones and rushed towards him, and he didn't know what to do for a while. Raise the Immortal Gang for defense.

"Brush. But I didn't want to, the immortal gang qi cover that the lightning thunder couldn't break no matter what, was easily pierced by the "broken sword" slashing wind in Jin Cicadacui's hand, and if it wasn't for the timely response, Yan Tiantian's left arm would have been cut off. He didn't get flustered because of this, on the contrary, the stronger the opponent, the more damage he could inflict on Yan Tiantian, the happier he was.

Eight afterimages circled around Yan Tiantian, and the sword blades that stabbed from time to time could easily tear through Yan Tiantian's body protection qi shield, and Jin Cicada Cui had the upper hand.

"It's strange, how could such a heavy body protection shield as Yan Tiantian be easily torn apart by Cicada Cui. Even Yun Lie, the battle-hardened Tiger of Shushan, couldn't see the mystery in it.

"Although the Wind Slashing Sword is not well-known, it is an authentic Wind Breaking Sword, and defensive means such as body protection air shields are the most invisible in front of it, which is why Cicada Cui carries it with her. From the perspective of exercise collocation alone, the Wind Chopping Sword is even above Qian'e, but the name is not so big. The dark clouds on the face of the master finally dissipated a little, "Maybe we have misunderstood Cuiya and Cicada Cui all along, in fact, these two people are really wise and foolish, and they are breaking through the shackles of this peak in their own way." ”

"Okay, Senior Brother Jin. ”

"Kill him, Senior Brother Kim. ”

"Senior brother, as long as you kill Yan Tiantian, I will give you a week's footwater. ”

"Senior brother, as long as you defeat Yan Tiantian, I will promise you. ”

"Huh?" Everyone turned around curiously, saw a greasy face, and immediately vomited, "Senior brother, you better not win, lest you be harmed." ”

"Get out. Seeing that Jin Cicada Cui had the upper hand, the brothers cheered and cheered loudly for him, and the atmosphere in the Xuanqing Hall that had become depressed with the arrival of the hot sky was rarely relieved.

On the Guanyun Terrace, the wind was overflowing, and Yan Tiantian re-examined the opponent in front of him, found that the investigation of Jin Chancui was biased, and realized that the other party was deliberately hiding his strength.

The eyes under the wooden helmet radiated fine light, the corners of his mouth hooked up with an evil and crazy smile, and the blood in his body boiled again.

"I thought it would be a boring battle, but I didn't expect it to be interesting, okay, give me some more surprises, give it to me. The insolent laughter of the hot sky was like a woman's strong desire to moan "I want, I want to ......" when a woman is about to reach a blowout.

Jin Cicada Cui cast a shadow step, surrounded him with eight afterimages, and stabbed a sword from time to time, Yan Tiantian could always avoid it at critical moments, which made him understand that the other party's application of Xiangang was not only limited to hardness and thickness, but also could perceive it like a tentacle.

It can be both fierce and fine!Jin Cicada Cui deeply felt the power of the Yan Tianlu, and the eight clones took a step back at the same time, and then raised their swords and stabbed out.

Yan Tian leaned his knees and bent his strength, rose against the sky, and rose straight into the air, the long sword piercing the soles of his shoes, unable to keep him. Yan Tiantian tilted his body in the air and fell vertically, and the black sword stabbed out in a row, and the speed was almost a circle, stabbing through seven of the eight clones, leaving the last real body, and the flying swallow flew backwards. Seeing that he had finally forced out his true body, Yan Tiantian used the tip of his sword to borrow his strength, bounced up again, and rose to a high place, and the dark demonic energy gushed out in one go. (To be continued.) )