The silver snake sword held by Zhou Jia turned into a beam of thunderous sword light, like a thunderbolt in his hand, and the golden black sword of the cyclamen randomly turned into a beam of sword light burning with the true fire of the sun, like a sun wheel in his hand. The two Seven Turns Divine Sword both dissolved the different iron sword shapes, releasing the true form of the five elements essence and gathering.

The length of the two beams of sword light is also uncertain, Guan Hong is practicing a halberd dagger, according to the mind of the Lord; the weight is also uncertain, or a lamp grass, or a broken Sumeru mountain pestle; rigidity and softness are more uncertain, if the soft finger silk thread can bind the mosquito feet, just wear the solid god god ancient rock.

The two walked around the pavilion, the uncertain sword edge was missing, but they didn't catch a move. Martial God Zhou Jiahan is raining down, his face is fierce, his spirit is depleted, but his body is safe. Yun Xianke's attitude was calm, but the hand holding the golden black sword burned, and the sun true fire went up against the fingers of the cyclist holding the sword, and it was devoured at him.

Fan Wuxie shouted at us: "The two Taoist friends are too unreasonable. The patriarch instructed the martial gods, but you cheated on the sword. ”

Princess Lin confessed calmly: "Yes, it was I who was urging the Golden Crow Sword to hurt your ancestor's swordsman - we all respect your ancestor's unattainable Taoism, so we gave Zhou Jia a little more weight to win." Forgive your ancestor Yun, and I don't care. ”

"It doesn't matter. Yun Xianke still looked at Zhou Jia, his voice like a clear spring.

I said: "Then we will add a request: this pair of swords was given to us by Ancestor Yun Kunlun, and now we are competing with the Martial God, I hope that Ancestor Yun will not damage it, and keep my silver snake sword and Lin'er's golden black sword intact." ”

Ancestor Yun not only allowed the martial god Zhou Jia not to die, but also added to the burden of the sword, and Zhou Jia could use a scoundrel and a fearless suicide attack. And Princess Lin and I are blessing the power of the dual swords, Princess Lin uses the sword to hurt the cyclamen, and I enhance the power of Zhou Jia's sword. The three of us work together to try our best to keep the Cosmic Front, even if the chance is slim, how can we know if we don't try!

"The sword is like a man, who can't bear to be reunited. Yun Xianke said. The true fire of the sun completely engulfed the palms of the cyclamen, and he continued as usual.

Then, the silver snake sword is in the hands of Zhou Jia, it is the powerful winged evil tiger, and the golden black sword is in the hands of the cyclamen, which is the Lu of the wild horse that hinders the lord.

"Thousands, thousands of pieces!" Zhou Jia attacked first. The cyclamen before the cyclamen, the cyclamen after the cyclamen, the left cyclamen, the right cyclamen, the upper and lower cyclamen, in an instant, Zhou Jia and thunder and lightning, there is no place for the cyclamen to hide.

The first sword intersects!

"Answer the sword. "Zhou Jia, before Zhou Jia, after Zhou Jia, Zhou Jia, left, Zhou Jia, right, Zhou Jia, Zhou Jia, Zhou Jia, and under Zhou Jia, in an instant, it was the true fire of the sun of cyclamen and anti-cyclamen. In an instant, the cyclamen stood on the right time for every place Zhou Jia attacked, and each time it was the last to come, waiting for the weight, length, rigidity and softness, straightness, and virtual reality of the incoming sword, and then turning the edge horizontally, the sword side touched the sword surface, blocked back, and the two swords did not hurt.

Fan Wuxie and we were all dazzled and shaken.

After answering the sword, the divine thunder on Zhou Jia's sword was all led to the Golden Black Sword by the cyclamen, and the sun true fire offset the two. The cyclamen's technique was too fast, and I didn't have time to guide the direction of the divine thunder.

Zhou Jia and the cyclamen separated.

Zhou Jia still stood still like an iron pillar.

The cyclamen wiped away the ashes of the true fire of the sun from the swordman's hand, but the swordman left the scars of Princess Lin's deception.

We all have insight in our hearts: in the first sword encounter, the cyclamen has defused Zhou Jia's attack, and then has no intention of pursuing. Otherwise, Zhou Jia would have fallen sideways in the Jiangshan Beauty Pavilion.

"It's my turn to ask the sword. Cyclamen said.

Zhou Jia bowed to the ground, like a fried cat who had been full of vigilance. His whole body was listening, from his eyes, ears, nose, tongue and mind to his divine sense, the Jiangshan Beauty Pavilion was all included in Zhou Jia's consciousness, even if the entire pavilion immediately decomposed into an immeasurable amount of fine dust, he would not miss a single grain.

The cyclamen sword pointed at Zhou Jia's eyebrows.

I couldn't see the movement of the sword, and the cyclamen sword pointed at Zhou Jia's eyebrows.

With the divine sense of Yuan Ying, we sword watchers have slowed down the cyclamen's movements countless times in our six senses, and we can't see his sword movements!

In other words, the cyclamen didn't even make a sword move! He skipped the sword and nodded straight to the center of his eyebrows. Unstoppable!

To put the beads in the box, there are three steps: there is a bead, open the box, and finally put the beads in. Who would have thought that the second step, "opening the box", could be skipped!

Zhou Jia's whole body was all in vain, how could his seven senses capture the link that didn't exist at all.

"Integrity is convenient, but it is said that there is no supreme sword!" Fan Wujie admired.

"Immovable seal!" Zhou Jia, who was about to be hit by the sword, cast it. The cyclamen's sword stepped back half an inch from Zhou Jia's eyebrows, and Zhou Jia was not hit. In the spell this seal is called the immovable waterfall, the highest realm can stop all the Dao arts, that is, but not, in the martial arts this seal is called the immovable flying arrow, the supreme realm can stop all the fist and sword qi, that is, but not.

The waterfall may be visible, and the flying arrow is not moving, and we only see the martial god Zhou Jia using it for the first time.

Half an inch away, Zhou Jia narrowly escaped. The whole person stumbled and fell in front of us.

The cyclamen withdrew his sword, and his second sword had no intention of pursuing. We can't even imagine this time, and it is even more impossible for Princess Lin to urge the sun on the Golden Crow Sword to really burn him.

The third time, Zhou Jia turned over and got up, full of fierce gods. He tossed my silver serpent sword aside.

"No self seal! Immortal seal! Old horseman, Lao Tzu must break you!" Zhou Jia, the martial god, made two seals on himself, and no longer had any martial arts skills, and waved a pair of bowl-like fists towards the cyclamen. The three of us couldn't understand the path of the Martial God's fist, we only felt that his boxing skills were like picking gold from sand, and nine hundred and ninety-nine thousandths of his fists were all blind in the air, and he only relied on his life-level body to tear and stab countless holes in the seventh formation.

The cyclamen also threw the golden black sword back to Princess Lin, picked up the wooden sword on the stage, and wandered in Zhou Jia's chaotic dance. It seems that only Yun Xianke in the whole world has penetrated those messy boxing principles that even Zhou Jia himself does not understand, Zhou Jia's air fights and blind fights are like the wind, and half of the thousandth of the blind cat and mouse are guided back to Zhou Jia himself by the cyclamen with a wooden sword, and half of them are eliminated.

Zhou Jia was hit by his countless broken void old fists, and his blood was like a spring. Rao has no self seal to avoid lore, there is an immortal seal to seal the injury, and the injury of the mountain is finally critical.

"Ahhh The bloody martial god is like a gossamer, and he is still alive. The uncyclinarians spared him death.

Yun Xianke brushed away the only fist mark of Martial God Zhou Jia on his robe, and said, "Fourteen Moons, can it be consummated?"

Zhou Jiawu gasped to himself: "Split the road of life and death with both hands, turn over and jump out of the void." ”

"Entering and returning to the void is the beginning of learning. The cyclamen smiled, no longer looked at Zhou Jia, but said to Fan Wuxi, "Avoid." ”

Fan Wuxie's face was still confused, but his body jumped away after following Patriarch Yun's intentions. A large iron rod with an aconitum suddenly appeared in the void, and it was split down according to Fan's unresolved head, but there was no one in the same place.

The wooden sword of the uncyclinarian was connected to the large iron rod of the aconite. The prop wooden sword was smashed together with the hand of Ancestor Yun holding the wooden sword. The big iron rod of the aconitum also showed eight cracks and retracted into the void.

There was still a soft laugh in the void, "General Ben has lost another one. What the Demon Ancestor said was that Yun Xianke was most afraid of distraction. Ahhhhh......h It's the long-lost demon monkey Dejian.

The demon monkey Dejian injured Luo Shenyao's hand, stole Xiao Longyuan's head, and even deceived the cyclamen, which can be regarded as a defeat and three returns.

Yun Xianke recovered from his severed hand. Fan Wujie presented the cosmic edge, "Please ask the ancestor to kill the demon monkey!"

Yun Xianke signaled to stop and said, "This demon monkey should not be killed today, and he will have his own fate." ”

Princess Lin and I stepped forward, with mixed feelings. Frustrated, the Cosmic Edge returned to the hands of the Immortals, and the cooked duck flew away. Far worries are, the Sword Sect has regained the cosmic edge, will Yun Xianke go straight to the Demon Heights Tower?

Without waiting for us to speak, Yun Xianke said directly: "I will go to the mountains and rivers list." Universe Feng has since been in charge of Fan Wuxie, and he promised not to hurt you Kunlun Sect people with this sword, and you can trust his promise. ”

I said, "I will tell the Guanshui Patriarch and the Kunlun Sect people." ”

Then, I asked, "Are you Xie Zhuang?"

Yun Xianke said: "Wei Zhengrong suggested that I use Xie Zhuang's name, he doesn't want others to think that the Sword Sect is infighting. After I won, I wanted to leave this world, but Wei Zhengrong left me to continue to maintain the Sword Sect. Wan Liyun doesn't love the Sword Sect, Wei Zhengrong regards the Sword Sect as his life's work, and I want to repay Wei Zhengrong - without his assistance, Wan Liyun will always avoid sword competition with me. ”

I understand that the ambition of the Uncyclians has always been to fight Lan Chin in a decisive battle. Yun Xianke and Lan Qin are both masters of the Cosmic Edge.

I mustered up my strength and poured out all the doubts that had accumulated in the past, "Then why in the past, Ancestor Yun sat back and watched the decline of the Sword Sect, and even allowed the universe to leave the mountain, and only today did he decide to go to the mountains and rivers list?"

Yun Xianke said: "A generation should only do the things of a generation. The Dao tree is old and not withered, but it hinders the growth of the fairy seedlings. This is also the practice of the Daomen in the past: all the old people will leave this world and go to Tallinn. When I went to the list of mountains and rivers, I just ended the cause and effect left over from 500 years ago. ”

I said, "The Dao Gate has disappeared, and all the cultivators in the world are demons. ”

Yun Xianke said lightly, "Since there is no Dao Gate, how can you talk about demons." Demons are not born, and the Tao is not long. In today's world, there is no one preaching. ”

He used his fingers to distract the seventh formation from the middle, and entered the void with Fan Wuxie.

I caught up with the last thoughts,

"Where did Wei Zhengrong go?"

"You are not there, he is not there, take care of your life. ”

Yun Xianke and Fan Wujie disappeared, and the seventh formation was broken by him at will. I summoned the Purple Electric Flying Dragon, and Princess Lin, Liu Ziyue, Hua Luoluo and other Gathering Immortal Ban all boarded the mighty dragon's spine like a convoy. I want to pick up Zhou Jia, the martial god waved his hand and refused, and he jumped out of the formation alone.

"Martial God, don't you keep your Ming Mingde?The demon monkey is here, we missed the cosmic edge, and there is still hope for a word mistake!" I shouted in the sky. The Purple Electric Flying Dragon led everyone away from the Ten Absolute Formations, leaving only three black qi to envelop the Monkey Mountain.

"In the fourteenth month, only one night is owed, do not disturb me with mundane things. Zhou Jia stumbled out of my field of vision.

I sighed, and the Purple Lightning Wyvern turned to Shattered Leaf City.