Chapter 117: Chang'an City Rebellion

Whoa......

Forty swords frantically pursued Xia Yi, and they were about to bombard Xia Yi down.

Summer is intended to walk on the ground in the air, jump in shape, and perform wonderful swordsmanship, pulling forty swords into his sword momentum with the sword wind.

The twin swords were as fast as the wind, as powerful as thunder, and the rolling thunderclouds gathered, making the entire sky of Chang'an dark.

Boom Boom –

The thunder was deafening, and Xia Yi used Lu Ziwei's sword to create an incomparably huge tornado, shaking the entire Chang'an.

"The world faces east. ”

Su Yi muttered to himself, and Li Huasoul also narrowed his eyes.

In the thunder and lightning, within the sword wind, the summer intention turned into countless afterimages, as if he was practicing the sword technique by himself, and he was dazzled to watch.

Lu Ziwei frowned, and he didn't rush to make a move, because he couldn't stop Xia Yi, and if he got close, he would only reduce his chance of dodging.

With a wave of his right hand, a stream of light flew out of his sleeve and flew above his head.

There are five hundred swords, and the quality level is not inferior to the forty swords that are restrained by the summer will.

"How many swords does this guy have?"

Su Yi muttered, eager to loot Lu Ziwei.

But Lu Ziwei was kind to him, and it was impossible for him to do that.

I saw that the five hundred swords began to separate into sword shadows, and Lu Ziwei was ready to cast thousands of sword tricks.

The two kendo masters are ready to collide with the strongest moves!

The whole city is boiling.

"I'm going to play this big at the beginning?"

"If their tricks fall, we'll all die!"

"It's the first time I've seen such a powerful sword qi ...... in my life"

"Is this the Sword God and the Sword Master...... It is difficult for us to reach such heights in our lifetimes. ”

"What a terrible coercion!"

Everyone felt short of breath and felt as if they were carrying a heavy load.

The maximum diameter of the sword qi tornado condensed by the summer will has reached a thousand meters, and the sword shadow above Lu Ziwei's head has reached 100,000.

Su Yi knew the power of these two moves, if they collided together, Chang'an would be destroyed.

"What the hell are they trying to do?"

Su Yi frowned, Lu Ziwei and Xia Yi chose to duel in Chang'an, did they have other plans?

Not only him, but many began to worry.

Li Mengde and Li Zuxuan in the palace were even more anxious like ants on a hot pot.

Su Di Zong.

Li Zuxuan: If my Datang is in trouble, can you help Emperor Su? 100,000 urgent kind of help!

Blue Demon Lord: Tsk, are you empty?

Tang Tiantian: What kind of bird is Datang? I've never heard of it!

What is the fate: Could it be that Lu Ziwei and Summer want to destroy Chang'an?

Shangguan Wuji: Of course, why would you choose Chang'an? Among the Seven Dynasties, there are so many cities.

Su Di: Yes!

......

Seeing Li Zuxuan asking for help, Su Yi had to use his identity as Emperor Su to agree, he could use the Divine Shadow Legion to make a move, pretending to be Emperor Su's will.

By the way, use the Shadow Legion to clean up the Demon Cult!

At the same time, the momentum of Xia Yi and Lu Ziwei has reached its peak, alarming the wind and clouds, the earth trembling, and all the buildings in Chang'an are shaking.

One after another demonic qi suddenly entangled Chang'an, and I saw Wei Niantian appear in the sky above Chang'an City, surrounding Chang'an City with his own demonic energy.

The demonic qi surged, and soon formed a barrier, enveloping the entire city, guarding against the great moves of the two kendo masters.

"Is that demonic energy?"

"I didn't expect the demon cultivator to choose to protect us. ”

"Cut! Chang'an is a puppet of the Demon Sect, and they are only for their own interests. ”

"With such a powerful demonic qi, could it be the Demon Sect Leader Wei Niantian?"

"Even if it's for your own benefit, but it also protects you, waste, you know how to speculate on other people's good intentions!"

At the critical juncture, all kinds of exclamations and angry scolding sounded in the city.

Originally, they all admired the Sword Saint and the Sword God, but now they were all full of hatred for the two Sword Dao Grandmasters.

Lu Ziwei's eyes froze, and his right hand waved towards Xia Yi.

The hundreds of thousands of sword shadows above their heads struck like a torrent, extremely exaggerated, setting off a rolling strong wind and crashing into the demonic qi shroud that shrouded Chang'an.

Summer intends to follow the world to the east, but unfortunately, Lu Ziwei is not in his east.

His eastward orientation was weakened by this.

Even if it weakens!

It can also destroy the world!

He stopped suddenly, and his twin swords slashed towards Lu Ziwei, and countless sword qi blasted out.

Compared with Lu Ziwei's thousands of sword skills, his world facing east is not weak visually.

Boom Boom –

The two torrents collided together with an unstoppable momentum, stretching for thousands of meters, and in an instant, the demonic qi shield was crushed and deformed.

The dragon-like currents danced in the air, stirring up thunderclouds.

Lu Ziwei and Xia Yi's faces were extremely grim, and now they were all fighting for spiritual power.

In terms of power, the two sides are comparable, and it can only be seen who lasts longer.

"If it is east-facing...... I could lose ......"

Lu Ziwei's heart sank, the word defeat had not appeared in his heart for a long time, which made him a little flustered.

Boom!

The two torrents suddenly multiplied, tens of thousands of meters long, and were connected together, as if dividing the heavenly dome in two.

"Why doesn't it feel like they're fighting?"

Xiangyu suddenly asked out loud, swordsmen pay attention to speed, accuracy and ruthlessness, and rarely compete in spiritual power like this.

Su Yi didn't speak, he faintly thought of something.

Li Huasoul pursed his lips and snorted: "They didn't start a duel at all, there are things hidden under Chang'an." ”

Below?

Su Yi and Xiangyu subconsciously looked towards the ground.

"What is it?" asked Su Yi.

Li Huasoul said calmly: "A very dangerous thing. ”

As soon as these words came out, Su Yi's brows furrowed even deeper.

No matter how he asked, Li Huasoul just didn't say anything.

Boom!

The demonic qi cover was shattered by the sword might, the strong wind pressed the city, countless buildings collapsed, and many people were shocked to death, the earth shook violently, and the entire Chang'an fell into turmoil.

Countless monks and civilians fled in all directions, all running out of the city.

Lu Ziwei and Xia Yi stopped suddenly, and before the torrent of sword qi dissipated, the two rushed towards each other.

It was as if two sword lights were shuttling in the torrent.

Boom!

The swords of the two struck each other again, and then the two began to compete in swordsmanship.

On the other side, Wei Niantian wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, looking at Xia Yi and Lu Ziwei, his face was extremely ugly.

Even if he tried his best, he couldn't stop the sword power of the two, and he was also injured.

"What the hell are they trying to do?"

Wei Niantian gritted his teeth and muttered, and the surrounding demon cultivators all looked at the sky in fear, for fear that another sword qi would fall.

Phew-

The sound of breaking the air came, and Wei Niantian subconsciously turned his head, just avoiding Zhou Wujian's stabbing attack.

Zhou Wujian quickly flew upward, and finally flew back into Su Yi's hands.

I saw Su Yi stepping on the broken heart sword and flying.

"Demon Sect, it's time to settle accounts!"

Su Yi said coldly, taking advantage of the chaos in Chang'an City, it is just right to solve Wei Niantian.

Wei Niantian smiled disdainfully, without his move, the purple-clothed demon lord came to kill Su Yi.

"Die!"

The purple-clothed demon lord roared angrily and slapped his palm at Su Yi.

Su Yi didn't dodge either, and blasted out with all his right fist, with the power of seven hundred dragons, tearing the air.

Boom!

Implying the clicking sound of a broken bone, the purple-clothed demon lord vomited blood and flew out, crashed through buildings, and fell into the ruins, his life and death unknown.