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A dark cyan sword qi as thin as smoke and dust erupted from the tip of the Seven Cultivation Immortal Sword, and after the three seven-inch small swords, it came first and directly penetrated it.

The three seven-inch small swords were intercepted by the Qiankun reincarnation ruler in mid-air, but the sword of the Qiankun sword shot into the sky like no other.

Changkong's originally calm face finally changed for the first time, he stepped back again and again, his hands quickly drew circles in front of him, and the Pisces Taiji patterns similar to the Shushan School quickly blocked him in front of him one after another.

It's just that the sword qi came too quickly, and as soon as the six Taiji patterns appeared, the sword qi had already arrived.

"Bang ......"

"Bang ......"

......

With six loud bangs in a row, the defensive enchantment that was barely arranged by Changkong with Taiji Xuanqing Dao was instantly pierced by the sword qi of Qiankun Yijian, and the extremely thin cyan sword qi directly passed through Changkong's left shoulder, like a bewitching plum blossom blooming in the white snow in winter, giving people a shocking feeling.

On the south side of Tianshu Yutai, Kunlun Sect Leader Taixuzi's face sank slightly, and he didn't seem to expect that his proud disciple Changkong was injured.

He said slowly: "Senior Brother Yun, the sword of Shushan Qiankun is really powerful, admire, admire ......"

Yun Canghai smiled faintly, without the slightest hint of pride, and said: "The real person has won the prize, and the disciple Changkong cultivation is exquisite, but I am afraid that the disciple under my sect is not the opponent of the nephew of the Changkong master." ”

Taixu Zhenren's face recovered, but he was sneering in his heart, and he didn't answer.

The righteous demon disciples who were watching the battle in the seventh ring on both sides were in an uproar, and Dao Gongzi, who was known as one of the six princes, was actually injured under Feng Yuanji's sword, which was really beyond everyone's expectations.

The disciples of Shushan were silent for a moment, and then they reacted and erupted into cheers like a torrent, all waving their flags and shouting for Feng Yuanji.

In the crowd, the heavy face of the tall Xuanbi Daoist wearing a dark green Dao robe finally soothed a little, and he nodded slightly, as if he was quite satisfied with his apprentice's performance.

His little disciple Zhu Gou shouted happily: "Master, the senior brother is so powerful, even Dao Gongzi Changkong has suffered a big loss under his sword." ”

Xuanbi Daoren's vision is naturally not comparable to ordinary disciples, he shook his head slowly, and said, "Hey, if your senior brother cultivates for another three or five years, he may not be the opponent of Changkong." ”

Zhu Gou was surprised: "Master, what are you talking about?

Xuanbi Daoist shook his head and said: "It seems to be so, in fact, under Yuanji's move Qiankun Sword just now, Changkong has blocked the power of Qiankun Sword and Nine Layers with the six-layer enchantment arranged by Taiji Xuanqing Dao, Changkong seems to be injured, but in fact, it is not, look at it, he is about to fight back." ”

As if to confirm the words of the Xuanbi Daoist, the injured sky cleared a roar, and when Feng Yuanji's follow-up was weak, he flew up and held the Qiankun Reincarnation Ruler that was fighting with the three small swords in mid-air, and suddenly the blue light skyrocketed, directly breaking through the clouds shrouded above his head. 【For more exciting, please visit】

Under the endless blue light, the remaining three small swords conjured up by the Seven Cultivation Swords, the Golden Toad Jellyfish, the Jade Rabbit Yang Spirit, and the Divine Tortoise Xuan Turtle, were shattered by the violent green light in the blink of an eye.

Feng Yuanji's face in mid-air was like ashes, but he was unwilling to admit defeat after all, he quickly held the sword flower, first shot out a few sword qi, wanting to block the attack of the sky, and then gritted his teeth, and all the true yuan in his body forced into the Seven Cultivation Immortal Sword in his hand.

For a moment, the cyan sword light and turquoise light covered the entire ring, and the brilliance of that light seemed to dim even the light of the sun above the nine heavens.

The wind is surging, and the roar is like a mountain.

Most of the people could no longer see the figures of Feng Yuanji and Changkong in the light, and could only hear the sound of dense magic weapons colliding.

Finally, after holding on for about a stick of incense, Feng Yuanji's left shoulder was swept by the Qiankun reincarnation ruler, and he screamed in pain and fell heavily on the somewhat broken ring.

A white-clothed jade tree in the wind slowly flashed out of the blue light, but he didn't seem to be easy, his snow-white clothes were stained red by his blood in many places, and his hair was quite messy, in the duel with Feng Yuanji, although he defeated Feng Yuanji in one fell swoop, he was also injured by Feng Yuanji.

When the disciples of the Kunlun faction saw Changkong winning, they all shouted one by one, and even deliberately made provocative gestures to the people of the Shushan faction not far away.

Feng Yuanji has a reputation among the younger generation of Shushan, if it weren't for the suppression of more than a dozen elders, I am afraid that these young and vigorous Shushan disciples have already begun to scold.

Xuanbi Daoist saw that the eldest disciple on the stage was not lightly injured, and said to Zhu Gou: "Hurry up and help your senior brother down." ”

Zhu Gou nodded and said, "Yes, Master!"

Not only Zhu Gou, but Fan Shaoyulong and Senior Brother Gu Yufeng, who were friends with Feng Yuanji of the Shushan faction, also swept into the ring. Without saying a word, Gu Yufeng first gave Feng Yuanji three Hui Yuan Pills, and then commanded Fan Shao Yulong and Zhu Gou to help Feng Yuanji, who was depressed, down.

At this time, Changkong put away the magic weapon and was also walking down the stairs, just one after the other with Gu Yufeng.

Gu Yufeng said lightly: "Senior Brother Changkong is a good method." ”

Changkong's body paused slightly, and said, "Luck, luck......"

Gu Yufeng said: "Tomorrow's battle for the top ten, I want to learn the master's moves." ”

Changkong's face changed, he took a deep look at Gu Yufeng, and arched his hand: "It's easy to say, it's easy to say......"

In fact, now that the Heart Demon War has reached this stage, everyone's strength is also clear, and the one with the best chance to win the championship is Gu Yufeng of the Shushan Sect, Han Xuemei, and the empty phase of the Jiaye Temple.

The void phase has strong defense and weak attack power, but Han Xuemei and Gu Yufeng can use the young masters of killing the gods, if Feng Yuanji can use the killing gods, in the battle with Changkong just now, I am afraid that he will not be so defeated.

Changkong knew that Gu Yufeng wanted to stand up for Feng Yuanji just now, and he felt a little bitter in his heart, and he couldn't fall into the prestige of his sect, so he had to bite the bullet.

In fact, he didn't know in his heart that if he met Gu Yufeng, he would most likely be defeated by him.

At this moment, it was already noon, and the fighting methods of the third ten rings ended one after another, except for the first ring closest to the Tianshu Jade Stage.

Yun Xiaoxie, a disciple of the Shushan Sect, was still fighting fiercely with Shi Shaobei, a disciple of the Demon Sect's Dementor Sect.

Since most of the fighting methods in the ring have ended, the disciples and seniors of both sides of the main and demon sides have shifted their attention to the first ring that is still fighting fiercely.

At this moment, there were some changes in the ring, and the red bone giant that was nearly three zhang high, under Yun Xiaoxie's shameless fight, the red blood light emitted from the bones gradually weakened.

Yun Xiaoxie relied on the advantage of exquisite body technique and fast speed, and did not confront the red bone giant head-on at all, and unceremoniously beat him when he saw the opportunity.

Now the red bone giant didn't know how many sticks he had received, and countless cracks appeared on the bones of his body, although he was still wielding the white bone giant blade and roaring again and again, it seemed to be majestic, but everyone knew that it was only a matter of time before the giant collapsed.

Yun Xiaoxiao was fighting, but Shi Shaobei had a black line on his face, seeing that the red bone giant she was urging was about to be defeated, she couldn't bear it anymore, she roared, and the soul bell in her hand was suddenly shrouded by a strange red light, and the sound of the bell also changed from the previous low to sharp, faster and louder.

"Die, monster!"

Yun Xiaoye dodged the oncoming white bone giant blade, and his body rushed straight up, stepping on the huge shoulder of the red bone giant, and his entire body seemed to be not on the skeletal head of the red bone giant.

He borrowed force from the Red Bone Giant's shoulder, and his body bounced up, and then he dived down, and the nameless short stick in his hand penetrated through the Red Bone Giant's head, and in an instant the entire stick was submerged in the Red Bone Giant's head.

Time seemed to have stopped, and the endless wind had dissipated.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the red-boned giant, and even the loud cheers stopped strangely at this moment.

Under the gaze of tens of thousands of eyes, maybe a moment passed, maybe a few breaths.

I saw an unimaginable scream suddenly erupt from the quiet ring, and thousands of unjust souls roared out of the bones of the red bone giant, as if they were hiding from the most terrible thing in their lives.

However, a mysterious and huge suction force penetrated through the cracks in the bones of the red bone giant's body, and the fierce spirits who escaped turned into wisps of green again in the frightened screams of unwillingness and despair, and were sucked into the bones of the red bone giant.

The strange scene made some of the Demon Sect seniors look different, especially the Sect Master of the Dementor Sect, Ghost Jiu, whose eyes flashed with blood and a look of surprise on his face.

Suddenly thinking of the ugly short stick in Yun Xiaoxie's hand a few rounds ago, he instantly absorbed the fierce spirit summoned by Chen Mo, a disciple of this sect.

A bad premonition surged into the hearts of Ghost Nine and some Demon Sect seniors, and even several Demon Sect seniors who were sitting on their chairs slowly stood up.

"Ahh......hh

Countless fierce spirits screamed throughout the sky, and just when most people still couldn't understand what was happening, Shi Shaobei on the stage suddenly screamed, and his body flew out upside down, directly hitting the ring barrier behind him, causing waves like water waves.

Before everyone had time to be surprised, the three-foot-tall red-bone giant was suddenly enveloped in an extremely rich bloody aura.

And then......

Rapid shrinkage.

The strange atmosphere overwhelmed everyone, and everyone could see it clearly, countless fierce spirits were quickly sucked into a small red light among the red bones.

The source of that light was the ugly blue-gray short stick that had been holding Yun Xiaoxie's hand.

Netherworld!

It's back to power!

In the crowd, Xu Tiandi sighed, shaking his head and muttering something to himself.

At this moment, of course, no one would care about this old man's muttering. Only the little fox slowly withdrew his gaze and looked at the short and fat white-haired old man beside him.

The two of them glanced at each other, faintly worried.

Perhaps, the last thing they wanted to see happened after all.

On the stage, off the stage, there was a dead silence, after the red-boned giant completely shrunk, everyone silently looked at the young man who had not yet faded his childishness when he landed in the ring with an ugly short stick.

It's just that, maybe it's the countless fierce spirit qi absorbed, the young man who stood in the ring gasping for breath, his skin was red......

His eyes are even more red and terrifying!

A bloody aura that made people want to vomit enveloped the entire square, and everyone here was a master of cultivation, so they could naturally feel the source of that terrifying bloody aura.

It's Yun Xiaoxie!

Yun Xiaoxie is a disciple of the righteous path of Shushan, and he is also the son of Yun Canghai, and the fierce demonic power and rich blood qi exuded from his body at this moment made even the predecessors of the Demon Sect change color. Not to mention those righteous disciples and seniors.

What does that feel like?

The cold aura quickly traveled through the meridians of the whole body, and the condensed evil qi essence suppressed by the purple light near the Yongquan point on the soles of his feet also seemed to feel uneasy, and began to frantically impact the purple light curtain on the periphery.

Yun Xiaoxie's whole body was cold, as if he had fallen into the abyss, making his essence and blood almost turn into ice blood.

He slowly lowered his head, looking blankly at the familiar nameless short stick in his hand, a bloodthirsty fury that had never been seen before seemed to burst out from the depths of his soul, and could no longer be suppressed, instantly sweeping his entire body and mind.

"Ah...... Yes...... Ah......h

Yun Xiaoxie was in pain, let out a continuous scream of pain, looking up to the sky and roaring, like a peerless demon in anger and despair, facing a miserable world that was equally painful in his eyes.