Boom, the flowers do not retreat but advance, let you make big waves, I will move forward.

Hua Wuyi's body was impartial, and he was at the center of the power of the sword that was gradually leaving the night.

The golden sword light and the black sword light collided violently, making an earth-shattering sound.

Hua Wuyi took three steps back, a trace of blood oozing from his mouth.

The night faded away, his face was a little pale, but his body was as immobile as a mountain.

This time the savage impact was clearly the night drifting away that prevailed.

"Again, dye the cold snow. ”

However, it was still night that attacked.

Another sword slashed at you.

Hua Wuyi's face sank like water, and the vitality of his whole body was agitated, and the sword light of the sword pill grew a little longer.

It's still a tough one, attacking against attacking, and hitting black with a golden sword.

This time, the sound seemed to be much quieter, as if two small wooden sticks had collided.

However, Hua Wuyi's figure shook a little, his face flushed, and when he opened his mouth, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The red blood lit up the white snow with small flowers, just like the name of the move that the night faded away, "Dye the cold snow." ”

And the night is fading away, but the pale face is even paler.

"Come again!" Hua Wuyi shouted two words with a firm gaze.

"Draw desolation!" the night gradually left, holding the sword in his right hand and the magic trick in his left hand.

Suddenly, a sad mood enveloped Hua Wuyi's heart.

And the night gradually left, and suddenly the figure flickered, suddenly appearing on the right side of Hua Wuyi, and suddenly on the left side, like a ghost.

But every time it appears, there will be a very powerful sword slash, bang bang bang, Ye gradually left and slashed out thirty-six swords in a row, and the sword sword did its best.

But no matter which sword it is, it can only hit Hua Wuyi's sword pill.

Choking, the night gradually left the sword into the sheath, raised his head and glanced at the sky, the dark clouds that were pulled by his own change of heaven and earth, at this moment the flowers were superimposed together.

Suddenly, most of the light in front of him was blocked.

"Thank you, Brother Night. Hua Wuyi said sincerely.

And Ye gradually left and looked up at the dark clouds, and couldn't help but be a little frightened, this power seemed to be much stronger than his own Heavenly Tribulation.

After thinking about it, he didn't return the salute with Hua Wuyi, and swept away into the distance.

The dragon in front of the Kunlun mirror swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and couldn't help but glance at the master beside him worriedly, "His Yuan Infant Heavenly Tribulation seems to be much stronger than the average, can he handle it?"

"Hmm!," the pen elder replied vaguely, "whether you can handle it or not, you have to deal with it." ”

Hua Wuyi was excited in his heart, the power of Yuan Ying, this is the power of Yuan Ying.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly took out a few pills and swallowed them, he would not be arrogant enough to face the Yuan Infant Heavenly Tribulation with an injured body.

"Boom, the first thunderbolt struck, but what was different from the previous one was that this thunderbolt actually had a shape. ”

It was a sword, a golden sword-type thunderbolt, striking at Hua Wuming, and he could clearly feel the golden origin power carried by that sword-type thunderbolt.

Instinctively, he raised his sword pill.

However, at this moment, the phantom of the spiritual platform appeared again, and with a slight press of his fingers, Hua Wuyi's sword pill swished, and automatically sank into the spiritual platform.

The phantom pointed to the thunderbolt again.

Hua Wuyi suddenly understood that this was to use thunder and lightning to refine the golden spirit of the sword.

In the flash of light, he could only spread his mind and let that sword-type thunderbolt slash at him.

He suddenly felt a sense of out-of-body dissociation hit him, but his body was unscathed.

Hua Wuyi was a little dumbfounded.

Boom, the second lightning bolt struck, but it was no longer a sword type, but a fist type, an incomparably huge golden fist.

The golden fist seemed to carry the attack power of an entity.

Hua Wuyi only felt a burst of depression in his body, and was bombarded into the snow by a strong force.

And the sense of dissociation of his soul seems to be stronger.

The third lightning bolt came down, but it was a golden giant palm.

Hua Wuyi sadly found that he was really out of his body this time.

He watched as he floated in mid-air, and the golden palm pressed against his body lying in the snow.

He felt a little numb in his scalp, didn't he die inexplicably?

However, the fourth path slashed down again, and it was still a golden sword.

But this sword did not slash at his body, but towards the soul in mid-air.

Hua Wuyi was shocked, he felt that the sword had the power to tear his soul apart.

In an emergency, he flew towards his body.

Bang, the sword-type lightning followed, but after burrowing into the body, it disappeared.

Hua Wuyi's head is full of questions, how can this be?

However, the Tribulation won't give him time to think.

Then came the fifth thunderbolt.

This time it was actually a figure, a figure who couldn't see his face.

The figure glowed brightly, and rushed straight towards Hua Wuyi.

Bang, no matter how Hua Wuyi dodges his body, the figure can follow him, he uses the Qilin step, and the figure is also a Qilin step.

He raised his hand to attack, and the figure also raised his hand to attack. The movements are almost identical to his.

Hua Wuyi took a step back, and the figure also took a step back.

In front of the Kunlun mirror, Long looked at this strange scene and couldn't help but open his mouth wide in shock.

It took him a long time before he came back to his senses, "Master, this is a goddamn tribulation? How do you feel that it is a wonderful set of exercises!"

"The first is a sword with the power of the Heavenly Dao. The second way is a majestic fist, and the third way is so similar to the legendary Buddha's palm. ”

"The most terrifying thing is the fifth path, is that person going to hone all of Brother Hua's exercises?"

"Look, look, Brother Hua's punch is obviously a few points more powerful than Fang Cai. ”

"Well, and this sword. Wonderful, wonderful. ”

"You're done?" said the pen elder's face was full of black lines.

Hua Wuyi suddenly felt a big deal in his heart, and unfolded his body to attack the figure, wandering the spirit to resist the qi, condensing the silk with energy, and resisting things with qi.

In the end, even the golden spirit of the sword was swayed out, the more he fought, the more excited he became, the more natural he became, and finally after all the magic techniques were used up, he simply tried to mobilize the sword pill.

As a result, Kenmaru really came out.

"Hahaha, happy. Every time he swung a sword, he could see the merits of his sword from the other party.

Half an hour later, he felt that he seemed to have taken a big step forward, whether it was the Qi Divine Object, or the Sword Technique, or the Golden Spirit of the Sword.

An hour later, the figure slowly returned the fist, as if to return the salute.

And then in his incredulous eyes.

The figure actually turned into a streamer of light and drilled straight towards his dantian.

Immediately afterwards, he heard the sound of the golden pill in his dantian, and then he saw the figure holding his golden pill in both hands, and his mouth was devoured for a while.

Isn't it? Hua Wuyi was terrified.

But after the figure finished eating the golden pill, he actually spread his hands, and suddenly a feeling of blood connection came.

This figure is actually my Yuan Baby? Hua Wuyi sweated profusely in her heart.

Wonderful!