The two blood flame cones rose up with cold blood flames, cold to the bone, and were held in the palm of Zhang Yuanhao's palm, and blasted towards the fastest two.

The Blood Flame Cone slashed through the air with a bewitching luster, knocking down the two elegant stone walls that stood in front of it, and then continued to blast towards the two spiritual power halos.

The first two were the town guard monks of the Yi Yan Sword Sect stationed in Qiyuan City, and they were the cultivators in the middle and early stages of foundation building. The two of them were dressed in the robes of the elders of the Yi Yan Sword Sect, their eyebrows were as sharp as swords, and their bodies were full of sword intent, like two sharp swords out of their sheaths.

Yi Yan Sword Sect Combined Fencing - Liangyi Pure Light Sword Technique.

A sword yin, a sword yang, yin and yang are round, which is for the two instruments, both the main defense and the main killing.

A pair of yin-yang fish appeared in front of the two of them, head and tail linked, quickly circling, forming a huge yin and yang grinding plate, and the air waves rolled and lined up.

Rumble!

Two flaming blood flame cones slammed into the Yin Yang grinding plate, exploding the monstrous blood flames, and the violent momentum instantly collapsed the small half of the Sword Pavilion, filling the smoke and dust, and the huge movement made the entire Fang City hear.

The Yin Yang Mill Disc exploded in response, turning into black and white points of light and dissipating, and the two Yi Yan Sword Sect monks flew out upside down, blood spurting wildly from their mouths, and their breath was sluggish.

"Dacheng Technique!"

In the darkness, there was a pillar of the foundation whispering, and his tone was both shocked and afraid.

At the same time, the slightly slower training of the two spiritual powers has also arrived.

Both of them are monks who are attached to the Yi Yan Sword Sect, and on weekdays, only the Yi Yan Sword Sect is the leader, but at this moment, when they saw that the two Yi Yan Sword Sect's foundation building combined attacks were broken by the menacing demon cultivators, they were so frightened that they turned around and left.

Zhang Yuanhao ignored them, and shot straight towards the Sword Pavilion treasure house.

Gradually, more and more monks gathered, most of them were watching the excitement, but there were also a large number of disciples and disciples of the Yi Yan Sword Sect distributed in Qiyuan City, and all of them gathered at this moment, which was also a big force.

"Disciple of Yi Yan Sword Sect, form the Nine Nine Heavenly Palace Sword Formation, and kill this wing with me!"

With the angry shout of the sword pavilion guard monk in the middle stage of foundation building, nearly a hundred qi cultivators dressed in the clothes of Yi Yan Sword Sect disciples gathered, nine people formed a formation, and the formation turned into a formation, a full eighty-one people formed a sword formation, and the spiritual power was frantically condensed, turning into eighty-one pure white swords, and shooting towards the inside of the Sword Pavilion.

The monks of Yi Yan Sword Sect were also dizzy, and they did not hesitate to destroy a huge Sword Pavilion, and vowed to kill Zhang Yuanhao here.

Originally, several foundation-building beings who were still stationed in the Sword Pavilion and watched the fire on the other side flew away one after another, and the power of this sword array gave them a feeling of palpitations, which posed a great threat to them.

At the same time, the two town guard monks who were injured by Zhang Yuanhao's blow also took a breath, held the spirit weapon long sword, and deduced an amazing sword light, slashing towards Zhang Yuanhao's spiritual power fluctuations.

For a time, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, the sawdust was splashed, and the first floor of the Sword Pavilion, which covered an area of dozens of miles, collapsed, and the smoke and dust were filled, and the buildings on it were crushed down like Mount Tai pressing down, making a loud noise, the rubble was rubbling, and the smoke and dust were billowing, which made a monk who was watching the battle from a distance sigh in amazement.

"Yi Yan Sword Sect belongs, pulled by my qi machine, the sword is going here!"

Sensing that Zhang Yuanhao's spiritual power was still fluctuating, the faces of the two town guard monks were as gloomy as water, one of them shouted loudly, took the lead, and rushed towards the collapsed sword pavilion with a sword, while the other person knelt in mid-air, slapped his chest with his palm, and spurted out a mouthful of blood in his heart, turning into a fire of essence blood burning in mid-air.

"It's not good, spread out!"

Seeing this, a Tsukiji existence's face changed greatly, as if he remembered something, and regardless of the others, he flew out hundreds of meters away alone.

Buzzing!

In the huge Qiyuan City, all living beings seemed to hear a trace of sword sound in their ears, followed by a sharp sound of unsheathing, and a pure white spiritual light shot out from the City Lord's Mansion in the center of the city, penetrating the heavens and the earth, and was particularly conspicuous in the night.

"It's Yi Yan Dao Sword!"

The knowledgeable Tsukiji existence exclaimed in surprise, and also learned that the original person fled to the periphery of the battlefield, for fear that he would be affected by the slightest slowdown.

The Yi Yan Dao Sword is the magic weapon of the Yi Yan Sword Sect, with a total of 7749 handles, of which 48 are sub-swords of the lower grade magic weapon level, and only one is the mother sword of the top grade magic weapon, which is guarded in the mountain gate of the Yi Yan Sword Sect.

was forced to use the Yi Yan Dao Sword, this is interesting!

This was a thought that popped into the minds of the monks who were watching the battle.

As soon as the sub-sword in Yi Yandao's sword was used, the mother sword immediately sensed it, that is to say, the Jiedan Zhenren who had suppressed the Cangfeng Kingdom for hundreds of years had already known about the use of Yiyan's Dao sword just now.

At this moment, Zhang Yuanhao was at the bottom of the ruins of the Sword Pavilion, his eyes were blooming with two golden rays, looking around for the flaws in the formation outside the Sword Pavilion Treasure House.

What made him frown was that the formation on the Sword Pavilion Treasury was a genuine defensive spirit array, which was laid out by the formation master who had comprehended the true meaning of the formation, and it would be difficult to break through it without the power of the Jiedan.

"Okay, I'm worried that I don't have a chance to see where the limit of this bloodline is, so let me see if it's your spirit array that is hard or my bloodline is strong!"

A pure white spiritual power sword shot from the outside world, which was blocked by Zhang Yuanhao's spiritual power shield and a layer of gray stone skin that appeared on the surface of his body, without causing the slightest damage to it, but soon, a pair of small golden scorpion phantoms were reflected in his eyes, and his body grew stronger, and even the gray stone skin was shrouded in a faint golden glow.

In the midst of absorbing all the power in the blood core of the Strange Treasure Demon Spirit, the mysterious Golden Scorpion bloodline once again burst out with all its power.

Bang –

Zhang Yuanhao's right arm, which was full of thick circles, glowed with golden light, and slammed into the wall of the metal treasure house at the bottom of the ruins, making a suppressed muffled sound, and the sound wave spread, raising a circle of smoke and dust.

Whew!

Zhang Yuanhao punched down, a deep fist mark was smashed on the metal forbidden wall, and countless subtle formations collapsed, and just as he was about to charge up his strength to punch again, there was a sudden sound of dense sword roar in his ears.

I saw that at the beginning, the Yi Yan Sword Sect who was blasted with blood by one of his blood flame cones was holding a sword in his early stage of foundation building, and countless pure white sword gangs flashed behind him, rushing towards Zhang Yuanhao, his eyes were red, as if he wanted to eat Zhang Yuanhao.

"Not good!"

At the same time, Zhang Yuanhao also sensed the fluctuation of Yi Yandao's sword, and that sharp sword intent made his heart tremble, this was the fluctuation of the true intent of the sword, and the existence of the Jiedan realm sealed the true intent of his sword.

"I'm looking for death!"

Zhang Yuanhao's heart was full of anger, his eyes narrowed, his right arm puffed up again, and the majestic strength gushed out, like an avalanche, colliding with an oncoming spiritual weapon long sword.

Boom!

The Tsukiji beings who were watching the battle all widened their eyes at this moment, and some of them even had trembling lips, as if they had seen something unbelievable.

At this moment, the blood mist in front of Zhang Yuanhao drifted away, a storage ring was grabbed by him in his hand, and the ruins all over the ground were dripping with blood, and he let countless swords bombard his body, without frowning, but showing a cold smile.

One punch! Bomb the foundation of the Yi Yan Sword Sect, which has gathered the power of the sword array, into a sky full of blood!