The three ancient swords on Ye Xiaolou's waist were triggered by the sword qi, and his white hair was like snow and frost, his face was solemn, and he held down the ancient sword on his waist.

The four seas are boiling over.

The light of half of the sword mound flashed across the sea, and countless flying swords jumped out of the bottom of the sea and flew out mightily.

This is the most precious treasure left by the Sword Master.

【"Sword Shrine" Small World】

Flying swords and sea pearls, the jet-black blazing shadows that swept by, rushed out of the "Sword Shrine World", penetrated like thunder, and roared past in an instant!

Tearing the blizzard red robe apart in an instant—

"Tear it!!"

Ye Xiaolou suddenly stopped flying and hovered above the sea.

The blue sea tide was born, and the heroic masterpiece that was attracted by countless sword qi slowly subsided at this moment, countless flying swords came from the void, and went back to the void, and after dozens of breaths, the sea surface returned to calm.

One after another sea beads fell from the sky, lost the blessing of the sword qi, and smashed back to the sea, splashing extremely narrow waves, large beads and small beads fell on the jade plate, and finally the sea surface was filled with fog.

The figure of Lianyi, who was also galloping in the distance, stopped.

Yi Xiao and Ye Xiaolou glanced at each other and saw a trace of incomprehension in each other's eyes.

The sea is empty.

The bleak blue frost covered a small piece of seawater, and between the two of them, above the frozen sea, was the position that the original Silver City City Lord had plundered.

Now.

Countless sea pearls jumped out or fell, shattering the thin layer of ice, blowing the vanished robe of wind and snow into bursts of ice mist.

"He dispersed the doppelganger......"

Yi Xiao cast her eyes to the south of the sea.

The North Seventy-Five Sea Line, which is the farthest road.

There are three more.

Scattering a clone, this is a gecko with a broken tail to survive?

......

......

The sea line of South 37 and South 12.

Wei Qi closed his five fingers, and countless seawater rumbling were led by the majestic vitality, shrinking to the end, and the silver city robe that had lost its body was like a withered shell of a golden cicada after it had been shed, slowly falling, and turning into powder in mid-air.

Qingshi stood up from the reef with a solemn face, and the smashing blow he clenched his fist directly shattered the wind and snow, and the clone did not make the slightest resistance, and directly disappeared.

There was a voice anxiously coming from the far north.

She abandoned the three clones and condensed all her strength to force her way through the sea line of North 41. ”

Bluestone took a deep breath.

North 41 Sea Line.......

That's where Dongjun is.

The City Lord of Silver City, who had condensed all his strength, clearly chose the best point to break through from the feedback of the four clones.

Gongzi Xiaotao was thousands of miles away, like a moat, listening to the sound of the sea tide, his face suddenly turned pale.

"It's too late, it's already ...... Let's fight!"

......

......

The sea sand shook and the spring thunder swayed.

Someone stepped on the sand, one step at a time, the steps were extremely soft, the woman who stepped forward, with the divine power of the world, two big sleeves dragged behind her, and her whole body shot like a sharp arrow, almost parallel to the ground.

"Sassy-"

The "domain" of the city lord of Silver City shrouded in this moment-

All the voices have turned into nothingness.

Dongjun closed his eyes and stopped looking at the things in front of him.

The sand flew in front of him, and countless voices disappeared.

The strings of the spring thunder slowly melted, he pressed one hand on the end of the piano, and the thunder rolled down one after another in the sleeve, running and bouncing on the surface of the piano, the sound of brilliant thunder was deafening, and he walked and fought in the void, drawing a three-foot pure place.

The black robe flew suddenly, and an invisible "sound layer" fell down, swaying and dancing wildly against the surface of the robe, removing the most superficial layer of pitch black, and the whole robe, in the sea sand flying, was like a light burning in the dark night.

From black to white.

The black robe turned into a bone robe.

Dongjun opened his eyes suddenly, and a three-foot sword of wind and snow had been squeezed into front of him, and the owner of the sword crossed a great distance with his feet in a posture of extremely powerful explosion, stepped on the ground, and stabbed out such a sword, from the waist to the hips, and finally to the shoulders, and the sonic boom of the wind and snow suddenly exploded in front of him.

The three-foot pure domain intent in front of Dongjun was almost pierced by this sword, and it had been pressed into a little depression in front of him, gradually slowing down.

This was a battle of femininity, and all the time was slowed down countless times in the eyes of the two.

The sea rolled up and froze, and the sand and gravel didn't have time to fall—

Countless factors determine the outcome of this battle to the death.

Dongjun sensed that something was wrong the moment the other party ran up.

The city lord of Yincheng in front of him, at the moment when he flew over, his cultivation rose suddenly, which was completely inconsistent with the realm that Qingshi said to him, this doppelganger, I am afraid that he had broken the shackles of the great grandmaster.

And he hasn't touched the threshold of the Great Grandmaster at the moment.

He did not retreat, but his fighting spirit was even higher.

The hot strings flowing in the spring thunder piano were almost exploded by the fingertips, and above the nine heavens, there was already a thunder dragon tearing the dome light, flying in, and countless sonic booms filled the radius of the city lord of the silver city——

"Hum—"

There was a dead silence.

Then everything went back to normal.

I don't know how long it took longer.

Maybe it's a moment, maybe it's an eternal eternity.

On the shore, the shattered Spring Thunder Qin smashed heavily into the sand and stones, the strings scattered and collapsed, and a large piece of flesh and blood on the shoulder of the bone robe had turned into nothingness, and even the ten fingers that pressed on the surface of the piano to pluck the strings should have been blurred with flesh and blood, but after an instant, along with the flesh and blood on the shoulder, they were cut away by the wind and snow.

Wang Xuezhai fell heavily in the sea sand, the tide of the sea ebbed and flowed, and among the five senses of blockade, only pain was fermenting and brewing, until he roared.

He didn't care that Chunlei was destroyed.

All he cared about was his ten fingers.

Immediately after, he was stunned.

Dongjun's eyes were confused.

His throat was screaming in pain, and he couldn't hear anything.

The humming sound of the Spring Thunder Piano shattering.

The sound of the sea carrying sand and gravel back and forth.

A screaming sound that should have hurt to the bone.

None of these.

The world is silent.

He slowly stretched out his hand, losing the flesh of ten fingers, dripping with blood, clutching his throat, and really felt the vibration coming from there.

Dongjun choked up.

The tears that did not flow when he lost his ten fingers came out of his eyes under the vibration sensing of his throat.

He lost the most important sense of hearing.

......

......

Above the sea, a figure of wind and snow was bloody.

The woman's face was desolate and fierce, and countless snowflakes flew out of her robe, many of which were mixed with blood, and one by one they flew away and scattered, scarlet and shocking, paving a bloody path above the sea.

The "too void" celestial phase, under the bombardment of the bone-robed man's voice, was almost shattered.

She thought that among the four roads, choosing Dongjun was the most correct approach.

But in retrospect, it seems like one of the stupidest options.

On the sea line of the North Seventy-Five, there is Ye Xiaolou in front and Yi Xiao in the back, except for Yi Xiao, who is holding "cause and effect", the rest of the roadblocks are nothing more than to make themselves jealous and can delay for a while.

Qingshi's physique, Wei Qi's great grandmaster realm, is much more difficult than Dongjun.

But she never expected that this great cultivator of the sound path would almost completely blow away her "Taixu" with the realm of a grandmaster under the confrontation just now.

The face was as delicate as porcelain, and the scarlet blood snake had broken through the cheeks, rendering this beautiful woman's face like a demon, and the seven orifices were shocked to the point of bleeding.

She paid a great price.

If she had to do it all over again, she would rather choose the southern sea line.

"Celestial Pole Sea ......"

"Putuo Mountain ......"

Above the sea area, the city lord of Silver City, who was frantically urging the Taixu Heavenly Phase, subconsciously muttered these two words in his mouth.

Tianji Sea and Putuo Mountain.

In her mind, a young man in a white linen robe appeared, and the moment that figure appeared, she seemed to grasp the last straw, and the look between her eyes was still in the tremor of the "sonic boom", and in a trance, a great struggle flashed.

She wanted to survive—

As long as that person is willing to do it, then he will definitely survive.

The sea in the distance is vast, and the sea fog is so vast that it is impossible to see where to go.

Damn it...... Have you ever reached the Pole Sea now?

Where is Putuo Mountain again?

My brain was blank, I had no thoughts, and I didn't know how to orient myself.

Damn, shit, shit, shit!

All of this was made by Dongjun who stopped in front of him! I shouldn't just cut off his ten fingers, if it weren't for this precious time that I couldn't delay, I would definitely have to break that person's body into ten thousand pieces!

Her face turned hideous.

She was almost about to wail, and the roaring voice in her heart suddenly retracted, like a pitiful young beast, praying incessantly.

How far is Yi Xiao, who is carrying "cause and effect", from himself?

Where is Mr. Gen......

She was almost in despair.

At this moment, in the vast sea fog, there seemed to be a silhouette of a short figure of white linen emerging, and that figure ...... Standing at the end of the sea mist, his face was calm, with a feather fan tied to his waist, and he didn't say a word.

They just looked at each other for a moment.

The face of the city lord of Silver City was stunned for a second, and she was about to sweep away, but the white hemp young man on the other side of the sea fog suddenly shook his head, showing regret on his face.

The plain white linen robe fluttered in the sea breeze, and the boy fell backwards, and the white sea mist embraced him.

The city lord of Yincheng swept out dozens of hundreds of zhang in an instant, and he went crazy, but he couldn't find the original white hemp boy no matter what.

Why......

Why?

Until a voice interrupted her thoughts.

"Master. ”

She turned her head a little bewildered, and saw a familiar, pale face.

The man stood on the boat, and the boat rose and fell with the waves, and within three feet, all the frost that had spread and stopped was shattered.

His face was calm, and he didn't see the slightest expression.

Li Changge said: "I know everything about Yincheng and the little junior sister. ”

Take the two people as the center of the circle.

Within a mile radius of the sea, the frost swayed and shattered, condensing into one hanging sword after another, turning the tip of the sword and aiming at the robe.

"Everything...... That's it. ”