What surprised the three of Yunliu the most was that Nangong Ting was not only outstanding in swordsmanship, but also a fourth-order array mage, Yunliu's half-tone was not enough, and several obstacles were easily broken.

Yunliu Broken Sword and Long Yin were entangled with Nangong Ting, but before ten moves passed, Nangong Ting sacrificed a gold bracelet, which was indeed domineering, Yunliu's broken sword was directly taken away, if it wasn't for Yinchen to escape in advance, I'm afraid Yunliu would regret it for a long time.

Nangong Ting carefully looked at the broken sword in his hand, "The sword is a good sword, but it's a pity that I followed the wrong master, and if it falls into my hands, it can be regarded as abandoning the darkness and turning to the light!", the mockery on his face was very dazzling, Yunliu's face was calm, but the cold killing intent in his eyes was difficult to hide, it was left to him by his mother. This battle can't be avoided.

"Leave people behind, self-cultivation, and I will leave you with all your corpses. Nangong Ting said with a smile.

Mu Nansheng said angrily: "Nangong Ting, what do you have to do with my Mu family's grievances with others, it's nothing more than a life, give it to you, let them go!"

"Mu Nansheng, your life is not that valuable, and befriending you is already the enemy of my Nangong family, Nangong Ling, I'm right!" Nangong Ting looked at Nangong Ling beside Su Yunliu with a smile.

Nangong Ling was about to speak angrily, but Su Yunliu said lightly: "Nangong Ting, you are very indebted!"

You...

Nangong Ting's face was flushed, and he could choke to death when he talked to this person!

"Little wolf, take them away! Whoever dares to stop you, you will bite him to death!"

Woo, the little wolf let out a long roar, a pair of blue eyes glanced at everyone coldly, the fourth-order coercion was released without reservation, everyone's hearts tightened, Nangong Ting's brows were tightly locked, and a pair of peach blossom eyes stared at Yunliu.

"You guys go and go find Lin Qing!"

"What about you..."

"They can't help me!"

"Then be careful!"

Yunliu and the two of them transmit sound.

Mu Nansheng and Nangong Ling are not coquettish people, and they left quickly with the little wolf, and at the same time, several children of the Nangong family were just about to follow, Yunliu's figure flashed, and instantly blocked the way of several people, only to see a black light, screaming, and those people fell to the ground, with a red line in the center of their eyebrows.

So fast!

Nangong Ting was shocked in his heart, this kid's body was very weird, and his pair of heavenly pupils only captured a phantom.

But the death of several children in the clan made him tremble, "You dare!"

A fierce sword qi went straight to Yunliu, a black shield appeared out of thin air, blocking Yunliu's body, the sword qi was rebounded, Nangong Ting's head was tilted, and the rebounding sword qi hit the trees behind him, and a row of trees fell to the ground, stirring up smoke and dust.

Yunliu's eyes narrowed, so strong, his heart moved, the black shield turned into a black sword two fingers wide, the surrounding aura turned into wind, Yunliu disappeared into the wind mass in the surprised eyes of everyone, leaving a wind shadow, the wind shadow left an afterimage, killing Nangong Ting, the broken sword in Nangong Ting's hand was full of purple light, a high-pitched dragon groan, the sword qi turned into several purple phantom dragons to attack Yunliu from different angles, and the sword qi turned into dragons!

Whirring, the aura of the clouds turned into a wild wind, the sky was full of smoke and dust like a fog shrouded everyone, in the wind and sand, a black narrow sword was like a ghost, which made people unguardable, Nangong Ting was annoyed in his heart, this kid's strength is indeed good, especially this weird body style, which makes him very taboo.

Right now, the rest of the people are shrouded in smoke, except for himself, the other few people have already hung up their colors, if he didn't have this dragon spirit robe, I'm afraid he wouldn't be spared.

He let out a loud shout, purple sword qi scurrying in the smoke, I want to see how much sword qi you can dodge.

Casually, the golden bracelet is thrown.

"Dang", someone shouted bitterly.

Nangong Ting was secretly happy, hit?

It did hit, not that he hit it accurately, but that Yunliu wanted to test whether his golden spiritual power was useful for the bracelet, and Taixu Jing said that this bracelet is a good thing, but unfortunately Nangong Ting, this kid can't use it.

Impartially, the bracelet just hit Yunliu's waist, if it weren't for the black flow gold turned into defensive armor, I'm afraid the waist would be broken.

That's it, Yunliu couldn't help but cry out in pain. It hurts!

Too void mirror hates iron and does not become steel, why are you so stupid, that bracelet is a high-imitation product, and at worst it is a high-grade spiritual weapon. If it weren't for the fact that this black stream gold grade is not low, you would have been cut off by the waist a long time ago.

Yunliu grinned, and his heart was sullen, this is an afterthought.

endured the pain, made the smoke a little thicker, and still consumed their combat power unexpectedly.

Nangong Ting saw that although the other party was beaten by the bracelet, he cried out in pain, the person was fine, and he was also shocked in his heart, this person was resistant to beating.

It seems that I underestimated him. He shouted, "Wait and stand down!"

When the children of the Nangong family heard this, they hurriedly retreated one after another.

Nangong Ting practiced the ancestral "Lingbo Sword Technique" of the Nangong family, comprehended the "Illusory" swordsmanship, and recently cultivated the "Sword Qi Transformation Dragon" has been nearly completed. With a high-pitched dragon roar, a purple sword qi rose into the sky, turning into nearly a hundred lilac swimming dragons, shuttling through the smoke, dispersing the smoke, and the smoke was much lighter.

Faintly, the vortex of the aura of the clouds was exposed. Nangong Ting sneered, and the purple dragons rushed towards the aura vortex.

With a loud bang, the aura vortex was shattered by the swimming dragon, and the sword qi hit the ground, and the earth and rocks flew away, blasting out a huge deep pit.

When the dust fell, there was a pool of blood on the edge of the pit.

He's dead!

Nangong disciples were all happy, but Nangong Ting frowned, did he escape?

The divine consciousness was released, and no trace of Yunliu was found within a few miles of the surrounding area, nor was there any trace of Mu Nansheng and others.

While......

A long bell rings through the heavens and the earth, the sky is full of colorful streamers, in the distance, an illusory mountain peak appears from time to time, the mountain peak is towering into the clouds, and you can vaguely see that the mountain peak has red, yellow, blue three color roads and merge into the spiritual clouds.

Top of the Clouds......

On.

Nangong Ting's heart was also infected by the magnificent momentum of the towering peak, he glanced at the blood on the edge of the pit, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and said coldly: "Even if you don't die, you will lose half your life, you are really the first person I have met since I entered the Eastern Emperor who can be called an opponent, I really want to fight with you again on the top of the clouds." ”

"Let's go", Nangong Ting retracted his mind and took Nangong disciples straight to Yunque in the distance.

Not long after they left, a hand stretched out from the deep pit, followed by another, and a disheveled head also stretched out, Yunliu spat out a mouthful of mud, looked at the back of the Nangong family with resentment, and roared violently, "Bastard, you really think you are the first in the world, on Yunque Peak, I will never die with you." The monstrous anger made the demon beasts who had planned to come over and eat some scum tremble, turned their heads and ran.

Yunliu who crawled out of the pit, his eyes were full of fighting intent, the sword style, the spiritual power in the dantian qi sea was surging, the black narrow-mouthed sword in Yunliu's hand danced with countless phantoms dancing with the wind, splitting, pointing, collapsing, erasing, picking, and strangle, every move and style were so ordinary, but countless sword shadows made people unable to capture the deadliest sword at all.

Pounced, and a narrow slit appeared on the thick trunk of the tree in the distance.

The wind and dust are gone, Yunliu collected the sword, a dust mantra, the whole body was spotless, she helped her forehead, she didn't expect to comprehend the sword intent in this situation, false and true, true and false, what she showed just now was the first style of "several swordsmanship", the phantom sword style.