The big war opens

Catch the right tear o

Nearly eighty mortal cultivators fought a fierce duel for this immortal jade vein

......

All kinds of attacks bloom in the sky

The rumbling sounds, one blow after another, seemed to burst people's eardrums

The mountains below, as if they were the most fragile things piled up by snow, disappeared in large swaths, half of them became flying dust, and half of them were swept into the cracks of space

The huge wave of qi, clearly visible to the naked eye, strangled in all directions at a terrifying speed

Like Ji hesitated, a casual cultivator like the old man who picked up the stars, or a monk in a small force, he didn't even dare to intervene, and flashed out in a farther direction

The power of the Sword Cultivation Alliance is too strong!

This thought arose in the minds of all the onlookers, and there were already so many who came, and I don't know how many did not come

......

After the drunken real person took the old man in black, Fang Junmei flew away

Just remembering the words of the drunken real person, he came to the periphery of the battlefield and fought with another sword cultivator in the early stage of mortal metamorphosis, and a monk of the Eastern Pole Demon Sect in the middle stage of mortal transformation

Swords come and go, and magic clouds roll

The three of them fought very fiercely, but not to the point of fighting to the death

Most of the other monks are like this

While Fang Jun's eyebrows were fighting, he had been observing the movements around him, and his pupils gradually condensed

It stands to reason that in such a competition, the sword master in Tsing Yi in the sky, Qi Xiaoyun and several other real bigwigs are the protagonists

As long as they divide the winner and loser, there will be a conclusion as to who this newly discovered immortal jade vein is, as for their side, the meaning of fighting to the death is not big at all

But the sword master in Tsing Yi still made them fight this o

Fang Junmei was not a hot-headed monk, and after coming to the Eastern Sacred Domain, he put his posture extremely low, and the time to use his brain became more and more

At the same time as the fight, a pair of eyes, secretly watching the movement in the vicinity

......

Rumble!

There was a heavy thud, and the light went away

Not far from Fang Junmei, a sword cultivator in the realm of the early stage of mortal transformation was blasted out far away

Although there are some injuries, but that's all

No one pursued him, perhaps because he was worried that he would blow himself up in a hurry, or maybe he had other plans

The sword cultivator who was blasted out, after exiting the battle circle, healed his injuries a little and joined the battle circle again

The number of people in the Sword Cultivation Alliance is more, and it will definitely be more calm

On the battlefield, light and shadow and human figures flickered together

From time to time, people were injured, but there was never a single monk, who was so badly injured that he was chased and killed to the point of self-destruction

......

"Brother Dudrunke said that before, did you think about it too much, or did you have another deep meaning?"

Fang Junmei slapped the Void Distortion Mark, and after injuring his opponent, he said in his heart

......

While he was pondering, another voice came from the sky

"The two of you, your strength, with me and Brother Xiaoyun, is only between the two of you, and if you continue to fight, there is no point in it"

It was the voice of the sword lord in Tsing Yi again, a little less domineering and a little more unfathomable than before

"Why don't they decide the winner, the four of us, responsible for suppressing the other forces later?"

The sword lord in Tsing Yi said again

When the words fell, the movement in the sky was already a little smaller, as if the sword master in Tsing Yi had received the attack first

"Did I hear it wrong? When did Brother Tsing Yi become so good at talking, didn't you just want to see the real chapter under the sword?"

The gloomy and slowly rising old man's voice came again

The sword master in Tsing Yi said: "I just don't want you and me to be four people, fight until we lose all four, and in the end we cheapen others for nothing."

It's also a good reason to o

After speaking, he said: "Besides, I'm not so good at talking."

At the end of the words, there was a sudden cold, and the roaring sound was heard between heaven and earth

"Are you all messing with me? If that's the case, get out of the Sword Cultivation Alliance as soon as possible, and your path of cultivation will end here!"

The indifferent and domineering voice of the Tsing Yi Sword Lord roared from the sky, and the sound alone shook the void and trembled

The monks of the Sword Cultivation Alliance listened with a pang of heart

Here comes the handful of oil that was poured on the fire!

Fang Jun's eyebrows flashed, and he immediately thought of the drunken real person, this old guy, did he expect it before, would the Tsing Yi Sword Lord say this?

An inexplicable feeling once again rose in Fang Junmei's heart, and once again he felt that the Sword Lord in Tsing Yi didn't care about everyone's lives at all

"Give me your means, monks who have made great contributions, and a lot of rewards are waiting for you, and if you unfortunately die, I will also personally collect your corpses, and the rewards you should take will be passed on to your disciples' descendants."

Tsing Yi sword said again

These words have somewhat inspired a little morale

In the eyes of many sword cultivators, the murderous aura rose, and they finally began to come up with means

The obscene and cunning old man like Purple Smoke, an old ghost like Liu Yidao, once again left his opponent and killed the juniors in the lower realm, first scooping up a few heads and then talking about o

The monks of the Eastern Pole Demon Sect and the Heavenly Gold Alliance naturally rose up to resist

The scene became more chaotic

......

High in the sky, four figures fell down

In addition to the Tsing Yi Sword Lord and Qi Xiaoyun, there are also two monks who look like old men

A person is as fat as a mountain, and his face is red and beardless, not like a human being, but a little similar to a flame demon, two eyes, as if they are made of gold, golden light flashing, and the momentum is extremely terrifying

The other person, thin as a bamboo, wearing a wide gray robe, gray hair, eagle face, a pair of eyes, evil and terrifying, with his hands behind his back, fell from the sky like a strange cloud

The breath of the two, and the sword master in Tsing Yi, Qi Xiaoyun, are only between the two

The sword lord in Tsing Yi had an indifferent and domineering face, his eyes were unfathomable, looking down at the movement below, and no one could guess what he was thinking

Qi Xiaoyun next to him, the corner of his eye swept over him, and there was a glint shining darkly

Even after being in the Sword Cultivation Alliance for so many years, he still hadn't figured out what kind of person the Tsing Yi Sword Master was, what he wanted to do?

......

Not to mention that these four bigwigs have their own agendas

In the midst of the battlefield, the situation has changed dramatically

"Ahh

A long scream sounded, and a young monk, half of his head was cut off, and blood was spurting out

This person seems to be a monk of the Tianjin Sect, and the one who attacked him was Liu Yidao, a seemingly elegant guy who was actually insidious and evil

Swish!

The young man was seriously wounded, and did not dare to stay any longer, so he hurriedly fled into the distance first

"Get in here!"

flew out a thousand feet away, and there was a sound of shouting

The guy who was close to Shen Wan Che, after forcing his opponent back with a sword, shot a series of sword patterns towards the fleeing young man

Bang bang bang –

The sword pattern exploded in the middle of the road, and a terrifying golden wind erupted, shaking the sky and the earth, and the wind and clouds were rolling

The young man didn't notice it, but he was hit, and was blown out quickly by the golden wind in the direction of the side

And in the direction of his side, several huge and black spatial cracks are slowly closing, this person is seriously injured, and he has been attacked again, and he can't even fix his body

"Uncle save me!"

The young man's face was as pale as earth, and he called out loudly

This uncle, shouting was the old man who was as fat as a mountain of Jinzong that day, like a flame heavenly demon, the old man looked in his direction from a distance, his eyes narrowed slightly, after all, he didn't intervene, because - Tsing Yi had already released his breath and locked it on him!

Whew-

As soon as the wind rolled again, the young man was swept into the spatial crack, and he was basically dead or alive

God Wan Che came out on top

Liu Yidao, who was taken advantage of by him, looked sinked violently, but he was helpless

......

The death of this person also kicked off the prelude to death

Everyone once again realized that today's battle is by no means a child's play, and the four big men on the head will never give up easily

The roaring sounds, the screams, became more and more numerous

Sneering –

After a terrifying tearing sound, a miserable scream sounded, and an old man looked like a sword cultivator in the middle of metamorphosis, as if he had been cut by a thousand knives, and his body was full of blood

The old man's situation is not good

But this man was much more cunning, and instead of fleeing to a distant and remote place, he flew out into the crowd

"Brother Luo Dao, save me!"

While sweeping away, he transmitted the sound to his leader, a middle-aged man in soap clothes, this middle-aged man in soap clothes has the realm of the late stage of mortal transformation, named Luo Chu, and he is also one of the most famous monks in the Sword Cultivation Alliance

Seeing this, Luo Chu abandoned his opponent and rushed to the aid of this person

Whew-

I was only halfway there, and the alarm in my heart was already sharp, and I suddenly heard a strange sound of wind in my ears

When the spiritual sense looked at it, his heart trembled

I saw that the silver-haired young man in the early stage of the Heavenly Gold Alliance actually abandoned his opponent Xiao Xinghan at this moment and killed him

The silver-haired young man laughed extremely evilly, and the strange Dao heart aura on his body was surging, and the index finger of his right hand pointed out, and a ray of light came out

Light, golden light

But it was obviously light, but it was like the wind spinning, fluttering, which was strange, and the eyes of those who watched it were wide open, and it was certain that what the other party released was at least a seventh-order golden spirit thing

"Remember, this move of my 'Golden Divine Son' dynasty is called Guangfeng!"

The silver-haired young man said with a smile

The pure light is already super fast, and if it rolls like the wind and attacks, the speed is even more unimaginable

"Your Excellency also remembered for me, this trick of my Xiao Xinghan is called - Heart of the Storm!"

The dynasty's voice fell, and a voice came from behind him

Xiao Xinghan, the gentle and chic sword cultivator, was full of domineering and unruly color at the moment, and his temperament was completely different from before, as if he felt that he was being looked down upon by the other party and was excited

Chasing behind the dynasty is a knife to cut out!