Yueyang Building, 77th floor...

Sawdust and dust are like gunpowder smoke and war fire, fists and swords are stabbed, and the battle array is full of drums. The floor tiles between the buildings have been baptized by countless swords, fists, and air waves, and have been crushed into a thick layer of gravel dust, leaving only a hard black iron steel plate and eight huge black iron steel columns in all directions, which are steadily supporting this floor.

Besides...

"Knock knock!"

"Yikes!"

"Wow..."

“......”

The battle is still the same.

The ancient Sanskrit sacrifice yin and yang compass turned into a round of red sun to hold on, Xiahou carried the dragon like a phantom in the volley fist and attacked wildly, and Mo Xian was three feet long Qingfeng stabbed like rain on the lower road.

From the beginning to the present, there have been no less than 100 overmoves by the offensive and defensive sides. Such a fierce battle, if it is not tiring, it is all false. It's just that Mo Xian's cultivation foundation is really high, and he still hasn't seen him show anything strange. But Xia Hou was different, although his shouting was still loud, the speed and strength of his fist bombardment had not weakened much. But as long as a discerning person takes a look, he can easily see that he is actually a little lacking in confidence. Just as the old man on the small building in the north of the city said, if Xiahou and Mo Xian can't break the red sun of the ancient fan sacrifice as soon as possible, it won't be long before he and the two of them will have a big loss...

"Rejuvenation!"

The peony that was guarded in the rear, with a slender finger and a handprint, after the green vine grew at the candle of the Zhou Dynasty again, he turned his head a little, and said to Xia Xun Youyou with a little worry: "They don't seem to be able to attack." ”

"Yes. ”

Xia Xun nodded, but he didn't respond to Peony immediately. words, but faintly looked at the black shadow under Gu Fan's body in the red sun for a long time...

I saw that the edge of the black shadow had been wrapped in dozens of tiny tattooed green vines at this time, but there seemed to be some magic power in the center of the shadow, as long as the green vines tried to enter it, they would be turned into pieces by an inexplicable force in an instant.

And Gu Fan, it's even weirder...

Xiahou and Mo Xian's indiscriminate bombardment really didn't seem to pose the slightest threat to him. The two hands are empty and orderly. The Yin-Yang Compass in mid-air is slowly sending a steady stream of bright red blood mist to the outer red sun. Although he was in a state of battle, his scarlet eyes had been staring at Xia Xun gloomily, and he didn't pay much attention to Xia Hou's onslaught at all. What's even more terrifying is that his bright red lips are still condensing a sly smile that seems to have a deep meaning at this moment!

This weird appearance makes people feel furious when they see it!

"It should be able to take it. After looking at it for a while, Xia Xun said affirmatively.

But he was laughing. Peony frowned slightly, puzzled.

"Maybe he's just weak-hearted?"

Xia Xun scratched his nose with his free hand, and then smiled faintly and continued: "After all, laughter doesn't mean anything. Aren't I laughing?"

"Hehe..."

If you have a heart, you can get through it at one point.

Hearing this, Peony seemed to understand something instantly, and Yu Yu just smiled, glanced at Xia Xun angrily and said, "You are too bad." ”

Xia Xun looked very innocent and spread his hands, glancing at Gu Fan: "No, what I said is just the truth." ”

"Hehe..."

"Hehe..."

“......”

Faint laughter, faint laughter.

Xia Xun and Peony, the little lovers, casually talked and laughed, just like a bland breeze in the stormy sea. It's just that although they speak plainly and laugh peacefully, with the fierce fighting scene here, it seems so out of place no matter how you listen to it, and there is even a slight taste of contempt.

On the other hand...

Gu Fan could hear the contempt hidden in Xia Xun and Peony's words. As the laughter of the two of them lightened, the grim smile on Gu Fan's face gradually subsided, and even his cheeks were slightly angry. Obviously, being so slighted already made him unhappy. After all, with the bloodline of Wu Ancestor, the three great realms are cultivators, no matter which one of them is enough to make him proud of his peers and look up to the world. How many times had he ever been looked down upon like this?With the anger in his heart, his hands in the void slashed much faster, and the blood mist on the yin-yang compass gradually became rich and substantial with the runes drawn in his void.

"Whew..."

The blood mist is boiling, and a bloody breath that makes people palpitate is rapidly expanding outward from within the red sun! It seems that Gu Fan's counterattack should be about to unfold...

But!

It was at this time!

At the moment when Gu Fan's hands turned from slow to urgent! On the other side, Xia Xun, who was chuckling, suddenly looked stunned, as if he had torn off the mask on his face in an instant, his eyes suddenly stretched, and he stared at Gu Fan in the red sun with a loud cry!

"Don't spare your hand, go all out to attack! Turn the world, equalize! Eight desolations return to the yuan, the next three right one! The dragon soars into the nine skies, like stepping on Kyushu, in the center! All things rejuvenate, bind the shadow!"

"Yikes!"

"Whoo!"

"Phew!"

“......”

Loud, angry!

Xia Xun suddenly shouted loudly, just like the thunder in the valley, and there were bursts of echoes.

Gu Fan, who was rapidly marking in the red sun, had already smelled some abnormalities hidden in the shadows when he heard Xia Xun suddenly shout the first sentence "Don't spare your hand, attack with all your might". However, at the moment of attack, the victory or defeat of life and death is only in the slightest, his two hands have been marked, and the momentum of the counterattack has become more than half, how can he be distracted at such a critical time?

It was in the moment of his hesitation...

"Yikes!"

"Open it for me!"

Xia Xun had already drunk a series of drinking orders, and Xia Hou in the onslaught broke out first, glaring angrily, looking up to the sky and roaring angrily, and the golden red qi on his body instantly rose seven points!

Immediately after, Mo Xian was almost at the same time as Xiahou's outbreak, Qingfeng broke through the wind and gathered momentum, and the condensing sword finger of his left hand slashed along the blade, the fingertips broke the skin, and a wisp of blood was sprinkled on the blade of Qingfeng's sword!

"Buzz!"

"Turn around!"

The blood entered the blade, causing Qing Feng to tremble, and the green mang on the sword body suddenly skyrocketed! Without hesitation, taking advantage of the sword momentum in the back of the back, Mo Xian shouted violently, and stabbed out with a sword towards Gu Fan's feet!

The last one to shoot was the peony...

Her move was very simple, just a coquettish shout, and the two palms with a faint green glow sank down! And all around here, whether it grew up or not, all the green vines grew in vain at this moment, countless thorn hooks, small vines turned into swords, and big vines turned into knives and guns, with the momentum of a violent storm, towards the red sun in the center of the field and the surrounding shadows!

"Chirp!"

"Poof!"

"Whew!"

There is a dragon elephant bombardment, there is a green front attack, and there are endless green vines in all directions. This attack can be said to be the desperate killing of the strongest killing move of Ji Xia Xun's side.

Maybe it's confidence in its own strength, or maybe it's something else to rely on. In the face of such a lore, Gu Fan did not show more surprise except for the initial hesitation. There is only a trace of anger left over from the previous contempt, and three points of caution born of hesitation!

"Yunsheng Yuhai!"

"Buzz!"

I saw him grit his teeth and leak out the six-character mantra fiercely. Immediately afterwards, the right hand clenched his fist to turn into a yang fish, and his right hand opened his palm to turn into a yin fish, and he slapped the yin and yang compass with endless blood mist!

"Rush Rush!"

The Yin-Yang Compass is a holy weapon, and the holy weapon is the weapon of the saint, and what thing can be taken lightly by the saint? No, even this holy weapon, which was said to be unpopular by the old man in the small building in the north of the city, actually burst out in vain with an ancient aura that complemented the previous bloody breath under the gentle sacrifice of the ancient fan! Although there are only a few wisps of this breath, even if there is only one wisp of the saint's might, it can directly suppress ordinary people and breathe!

"Bang bang!"

The saint was mighty, and the blood mist that was intertwined into the red sun suddenly bloomed, rich as water. There is constantly blood and gas bursting between the interweaving of blood and mist, and the cracking sound is like boiling beans in an iron pot, and the ups and downs are endless. And the light of the red sun is like a scorching sun hanging at noon, piercing people's eyes.

It's just that it's too late, that's fast.

Whether it was Xia Xun's drinking order, or the move of Xiahou and the others, or Gu Fan's counterattack, everything actually only happened in a few breaths.

"Boom..."

A bang!

There is no doubt that the collision broke out!

Xia Hou carried a huge dragon elephant phantom and smashed directly on the barrier of the red sun, causing ripples of several feet. Mo Xian followed, and a sword Qingfeng actually followed the ripples extremely skillfully, easily breaking through the red sun's insistence and stabbing at the black shadow at Gu Fan's feet. And the endless green vine that was attacked in the end was like a huge palm, easily bypassing the bodies of Xiahou and Mo Xian, and directly slapped on the red sun on the front that was intertwined with blood mist...

However, Gu Fan is indeed worthy of being the genius of this generation.

Except for Mo Xian's sword, which broke through the defense of the Yin Yang Compass, whether it was the dragon elephant fist blasted out by Xiahou or the blue vine from the peony sacrifice, they were all fended off by the red sun. The layers of blood mist in the red sun were like sharp knives, as long as Qing Teng tried to force his way inside, he would be crushed by the endless blood mist in an instant. Even the dragon elephant phantom that Xiahou sacrificed with all his might was also cut down thousands of fine cracks in this moment of confrontation!

Even so...

Even if Gu Fan was so powerful, he could only do this at this moment. Because, for some people, the key to tonight's victory or defeat is actually not only Gu Fan. Therefore, whether or not you can break Gu Fan's yin-yang compass to win a game is actually not the point, but the real point is that Mo Xian's sword has broken through the defense of the yin-yang compass!

It pierced in!

"Eight Desolations Return to the Yuan!"

"Poof!"

At the next moment when Qing Feng pierced the Red Sun defense, Mo Xian suddenly let out a soft drink, and the qi of his whole body suddenly soared!

This turn to kill is not ingenious...

The strategists hold orders, and the warriors hold the troops, each performing his own duties, which is an eternal law. Before this, Xia Xun's order was to let Mo Xian attack the shadow at Gu Fan's feet. But who would have thought that when the two armies were in a desperate confrontation, Mo Xian, who had always been cold and stubborn, would actually disobey Xia Xun's orders, abandon his target and suddenly attack Gu Fan's abdomen?

Unexpected, unexpected...

Maybe he was paralyzed by Xia Xun's drinking order, at least at this moment, Gu Fan didn't have this idea before this. And at this moment, he thought about it and saw it, but it was too late. Mo Xian's sword, has always been known for its fastness, there are dragons and elephants attacking more than once, and there are green vines in all directions to kill, if Gu Fan rashly withdrew his hand to prevent Mo Xian's sword, then it can't stop Mo Xian's swift sword, let's not talk about it first, at least Xiahou's fist and the green vine of peony will inevitably take half of his life in the next moment!

It's just that even though the situation is so critical, Gu Fan's scarlet eyes still haven't revealed a trace of fear of death! Except for the surprise caused by Mo Xian's sudden change of moves, he didn't even have the slightest hint of panic!

Five-inch...

Three inches...

One inch!