The sword body of the Liuyun Sword has gradually changed, the sword body has turned into a purple gold color, there is a faint carving of a nine-clawed purple gold dragon on the hilt, and an ancient god text has emerged on the sword body, exuding a breath of contempt, when the Liuyun Sword is completely fused with the sword spirit of the Ziwei Emperor Sword, its sword body is completely transformed into the same appearance as the Ziwei Emperor Sword Sword Spirit, and shoots out a purple-gold light, straight to the sky!

"Boom!"

A roar sounded, and the Ziwei Emperor Sword exuded infinite divine power and poured into Zhao Anbang's body, only to see Zhao Anbang roar angrily in the sky, his eyes completely turned into purple gold, and a majestic imperial bearing emanated from Zhao Anbang's body, and there was a faint purple-gold nine-clawed dragon virtual image emerging around Zhao Anbang's body, looking up and groaning. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The divine power of the Ziwei Emperor Sword continued to integrate into Zhao Anbang's body, and it actually promoted the "Twelve Golden Medals of Yuqing" in Zhao Anbang's body Successfully broke through the second level and reached the point of the third level, only to hear a burst of bones emanating from Zhao Anbang's body, a large number of filthy impurities in the body were forcibly forced out, and his body reached the limit of his physical strength under the forging of the divine power in the Ziwei Emperor's sword, which completely made up for the shortcomings of Zhao Anbang's lack of foundation, and made Zhao Anbang step by step across the middle and late stages of the day after tomorrow, and reached the peak of the day after tomorrow, but it was comparable to Yuan Quan's strength!

Feeling the powerful power in his body, Zhao Anbang took a step forward, instantly came to Yuan Quan's side, and said to Yuan Quan with a smile: "Now my strength is not lower than yours, it shouldn't be holding you back, it's enough to help you." ”

Listening to Zhao Anbang's words, Yuan Quan looked at the white fan who stood up from the water that was gradually scattered around, and without saying a word, he bit the Shaolin Great Returning Pill in his mouth, swallowed the pill into his stomach, and then said to Zhao Anbang: "Cut, if you don't have my Liuyun Sword, how can you really summon this Ziwei Emperor Sword, and then again, after this time the matter is over, remember to pay me the Liuyun Sword, it is a ground-level weapon, and it is very valuable." ”

"Yuan Quan, you guy, you are really out of the eye. ”

"Hey, don't talk nonsense, that guy is here, I just consumed a clean internal force, and then you will be the main attacker, and I will cooperate with you on the side. ”

"Haha, that's no problem, just let my Uncle Zhao protect you well! It just so happened that when the Ziwei Emperor Sword was in the world just now, it made me comprehend a sword technique in the "Son of Heaven Divine Sword", which can be regarded as letting me try the power of this move!"

When the words fell, Zhao Anbang clenched the hilt of the sword with both hands, his body strength was fully mobilized, and there were faint ancient Taoist texts around his body, which continued to circulate around his body, and at the same time, Zhao Anbang quickly rushed towards the white fan, his body turned, and his hands stabbed out with his sword, and at the same time shouted in a low voice: "The Divine Sword of the Son of Heaven - pointing to the country!"

"Boom!"

As soon as this sword came out, the internal force in Zhao Anbang's body was almost instantly drained, but when he saw a momentum that looked at the world, a brilliant sword emanation emanated from the top of the Ziwei Emperor's sword, and there was a great aura of crossing thousands of miles and crossing the Yangtze River, making the white fan facing this sword seem to see countless mountains and rivers, and a feeling of being unmatched, but unable to dodge, rose from his heart.

The brilliant sword attacked, and the white fan's complexion changed greatly, but after all, he was a late congenital martial artist, only to see him grit his teeth fiercely, the clothes on his body swelled suddenly, and streams of blood-colored mist flowed out of his body, and his palms were slightly raised, as if carrying a huge force of 10,000 tons, and he waved his palms towards the sword ray.

"The second layer of "Lost Spirit" - the sky is full of blood mist!"

"Boom Rumble......

A continuous roar sounded, and a huge vortex formed by blood mist collided directly with the sword stabbed by Zhao Anbang.

The sword was extremely sharp, and mixed with an astonishing momentum, and it slammed into the blood mist vortex with an indomitable head, and the two forces continued to collide together, making an amazing roaring sound.

However, when these two forces were competing with each other, the sword stabbed out by Zhao Anbang was gradually consumed by the blood mist vortex, dimming little by little, and the blood mist vortex backed by the true qi in the white fan's body was as powerful as ever, and slowly shrouded Zhao Anbang.

Seeing that Zhao Anbang was about to be swallowed by the blood mist whirlpool, there happened to be another sword light attacking, but seeing Yuan Quan rushing from behind with one hand holding the Heluo Qiankun ruler, the internal force in his body was surging, and it seemed to gush out endlessly, with the power of Yuan Quan's sword, it was completely injected into the Heluo Qiankun ruler, and the front pierced into the blood mist vortex.

At this time, Zhao Anbang looked at Yuan Quan's shot, and gritted his teeth fiercely, completely poured the remaining internal force into the Ziwei Emperor Sword, and stabbed forward again, the two of them merged their swords, stirring up an extremely amazing sword qi, under the frightened gaze of the white fan, directly penetrated the blood mist vortex through the body of the white fan, causing the white fan to spew out several mouthfuls of blood, quickly retreated, and looked at Yuan Quan and Zhao Anbang in disbelief, he had no way to imagine why two martial artists at the peak of the day after tomorrow joined forces to inflict heavy damage on themselves, a late congenital martial artist！

Blood overflowed from the mouth and nose of the white fan, constantly dripping on the ground, at this time Yuan Quan and Zhao Anbang, is gasping for breath, the two of them are now on the verge of the limit, swallowing Shaolin Da Huan Dan Yuan Quan is good to say, under the effect of the medicinal power, the injuries and internal force in his body are recovering rapidly, but Zhao Anbang did not swallow such elixir, the internal force in the body has long been exhausted, and there is not much strength to continue to fight.

Just to bluff the white fan, the two of them made a big appearance, looking at the white fan with fierce eyes, and it made the white fan who was too shocked in his heart really dare not do it again, and the three of them were so deadlocked.

At the same time, Feng Qingcian and Yan Chiliu also performed a trick successively, beckoning to each other, the two sides collided together, Feng Qingcian waved the star whip with one hand to attack, and turned into a palm with the other hand to defend with the whip method, that Yan Chiliu completely gave up the defense, and his claws continued to greet the key points on Feng Qingcicada's body.

The right claw with the remaining claw sleeve grabbed the Star Whip violently, and at the same time grabbed Feng Qingcicada's shoulder with one claw, at this time, Feng Qingcicada swung out with a palm and cut it on Yan Chiliu's left wrist, and then the true qi in his body swirled, completely poured into the Star Whip, and a force of seven evil qi stronger than before emitted out, entangled, and then exploded.