"It's incredible! The sword qi is actually fused and superimposed, it's terrifying! The sword qi of this person is unparalleled in the world, and now after the continuous superposition and brewing of the treasure gourd technique, I am afraid that it will have the power of the sky!"

"This kind of treasure technique! This kind of treasure art is really incredible!" bursts of admiration rippled through the crowd, even if Gu Chuanxia and most of them were in opposition to each other, they could not offset their praise for Gu Chuanxia at the moment. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Rumble!

All the sword qi finally unified, turning into a purple-red sword light in the green gourd. And Meng Qianluo and Xu Rufeng finally got rid of their astonishment, and the mighty attack under the panic had swept towards Gu Chuanxia at a rapid pace, and under the crisis, the cooperation between the two went to the next level, and the flames spit out from the gourd already had a trace of black, like the heavenly flame that destroyed the world.

Among the treasures, Gu Chuanxia pointed a little finger, as if Ling Xuan had stabbed out a sword, and the purple-red sword sword flew out of the gourd mouth, circled around the gourd mouth twice, and flew towards Meng Qianluo and Xu Rufeng.

Rumble!

The purple-red sword sword collided with the purple-black flames, and an indescribable loud sound, like the thunder of the Nine Heavens, suddenly resounded through the heavens and the earth. The terrifying energy shock wave spread, and the mountain peaks under the feet of the three of them instantly collapsed into stones.

The bright bright light emanated, causing countless people with horror on their faces to squint their eyes slightly, and then forcibly opened them again, looking at the sky extremely nervously.

"Poof!"

With a crisp explosion, the purple-black sea of fire, like a balloon that had been punctured, disappeared without a trace.

The ancient legend emptied everything with a sword.

Xu Rufeng's blue clothes were torn, and blood seeped out, looking extremely embarrassed.

"Roar!"

An angry roar came out, as if it was a roar from the abyss hell, Meng Qianluo was shrouded in a bronze treasure bell, obviously an extremely strong Dao Gate Defense Treasure Technique, but it still couldn't stop the progress of the purple-red sword killing machine step by step.

Meng Qianluo, who was covered in sores and scars, kept retreating until his entire body was embedded in the mountain, and then penetrated the entire mountain.

Patches of silence appear on top of mountain peaks.

No one would have thought that Gu Chuanxia would combine swordsmanship and Daomen Baohu Technique to create a move that would be so powerful. The entire Daomen Holy Land fell into an oppressive dead silence. One after another, they looked at the two embarrassed figures, and they were speechless for a while.

It was just one move, and Meng Qianluo and Xu Rufeng, the two leaders of the Dao Gate Breaking Fate, were repelled like this. Although they haven't been defeated yet, as long as they continue, don't say that they are defeated, and whether they can save their lives is still a matter of saying.

With one move, the ancient legend took back that bit of killing power, held it in his hand, and constantly felt and looked at it.

In fact, he was already very restrained, if he used his best swordsmanship in that treasure technique, using the mountain and sea divine sword, that wisp of killing power brewed might be able to directly cut the entire Daomen Holy Land.

But Gu Chuanxia is still measured after all. He can beat everyone in the Daomen into dogs here, but he is bound to not really let go of his hands and feet and kill on a large scale.

Because doing so will only force those Dao Sect Grand Masters who are standing on Buzhou Mountain and looking towards this place to choose to return, and then teach him how to behave as a person.

Gu Chuanxia himself knew in his heart that no matter how powerful he was at the level of breaking his life, he was even a little too powerful. The gap between him and the Grand Master was still obvious. That's a difference in the nature of life. He didn't break that limit, so even the weakest Grand Master was invincible.

defeated the Daomen Shuangjie in one fell swoop, and Daomen Zhong no longer sent people to challenge Gu Chuanxia for a moment.

One is because the Yuqing vein has intervened, faintly blocking the people in the Shangqing and Taiqing veins, and the other is because they really can't send anyone to fight against the ancient legends.

There are not a few people who break the door here, and they may have their own abilities and gods. But in a head-to-head battle, there is no one who can match the ancient legends.

Everyone's eyes shifted to the battle between Ling Hu Cong and the Three Holy Mother.

At this moment, the only hope that the two veins of Shangqing and Taiqing can do is to make Hu Cong completely anger the Three Holy Mother, let the Three Holy Mother exert all their strength, and if he misses, he will kill Hu Cong.

In this way, the crisis will be solved, and Yuqing will have nothing to say.

At this time, the flying dragon sword in Ling Hu Cong's hand has been shattered by the Three Holy Mother, and as soon as he grasped the palm of his hand, a long sword quickly appeared in his hand, and the halo of the stars quickly and frantically condensed on the long sword, and then directly turned into a bright pillar of light, roaring towards the Three Holy Mother.

"Heavens and Stars!"

Ling Hu Cong's eyes were fierce, the long sword flashing with starlight suddenly swung down, a star's light swept by, and the space suddenly appeared a little distorted, and the star's sword flashed, actually piercing the void, and then appeared in front of the Three Holy Mothers in the next moment.

Immediately after that, the sword wings behind him shook, and countless sword rays, mixed with crazy and terrifying power, rushed towards the Three Holy Mothers like chaotic feathers. This gesture is not like a fiancée, but an enemy of life and death.

Gu Chuanxia saw it but nodded, which means that Ling Hu Cong has completely woken up. Fearful, how can the two ends of the first rat succeed? Qingqing, I and I are the joy of the boudoir, how can we tolerate the love at this moment?

The two attacks came at the same time, and the feathered sword attack blocked the retreat of the Three Holy Mother. And the sword that pierced through the void pierced directly into the heart of the Three Holy Mother, which seemed to be ruthless, and it was simply fatal.

With such a fierce attack, even if it is a character who has established the way, I am afraid that if I face it, I will be seriously injured in an instant. Countless people frowned as they watched Ling Hu Cong's tyrannical attack.

No matter what kind of people and horses they are, after all, the Three Holy Mothers are also the immortals they have worshiped for so many years, if they are really injured by Ling Hu Cong, they don't seem to have a good time.

The black sword light containing boundless starlight pierced through the void and went straight to the heart of the Three Holy Mother. And at this moment, the eyebrows of the Three Holy Mothers suddenly bloomed, as if there was a faint lotus flower, suddenly opened, but there was a jewel-like purple pupil wrapped in it, and in the pupil, a majestic energy emerged like substance.

"Heavenly Eye!" Gu Chuanxia was slightly stunned! This third eye was originally the signboard of Erlang God. There is never any record of it, and there are three virgins. Now it seems that perhaps the identities of the Three Holy Mothers and Erlang God are strange, and the third eye may not be the unique supernatural power of Erlang God, but a certain characteristic unique to them. It's like blood.

Boom!

The next moment, a silver-purple rainbow that seemed to condense the infinite brilliance of brilliance appeared in front of the Three Holy Mother, colliding with the sword light full of starlight.

Creak!

Like the sound of glass rubbing, the two are facing each other, and they are not giving an inch to each other.

Syllable!

Cracks began to fill the sword light of the stars.

Ling Hu Cong vomited blood and retreated, his expression was gloomy, and he seemed to have been defeated.

It was as if he had heard the sighs of many people, and the whispered cheers of many more.

Looking at these big and small Taoist priests, Gu Chuanxia shook his head slightly. These people practice Taoism and martial arts to create amazing treasures, but they are all extraordinary. But I don't know anything about the relationship between men and women.

At the beginning of Gu Chuanxia's fight, he never thought that Ling Hu Cong would win. But I don't feel that Ling Hu Cong has lost!

(To be continued.) )