In Zhao Qingyang's hand, the karmic fire floating slaughter is like a karmic fire burning, the light prints the sky, killing the sky and breaking the wind and rain, a knife rolls up ten thousand heavy wind and rain, the waves of the Yunshui River are surging, this invisible killing thought swept the heavens and the earth, revealing the breath of destruction!

Su Buqing's body shape is ever-changing, the dragon spear in his hand is rolled, drawing thousands of phantoms, the seven-foot dragon spear and the seven-foot dragon soul, and there seem to be thousands of dragons chanting in the wind and rain.

The two did not shy away from it, a knife shadow floated in the mountains and rivers, a gun shook the sun and the moon, the collision of knives and fire, the mountains trembled, and the rivers flowed backwards!

The two of them fought in one place, moving mountains and reclaiming the sea to fight with the true immortals, murderous Lingyun, countless qi waves of killing thoughts scattered and erupted with the impact of spears and magic knives, and there were thousands of dazzling encounters with each breath, and the entire Yunzhou City was shrouded in invisible coercion and haze, and the sky was full of destructive explosions that shattered the eardrums.

The huge Yunzhou City instantly became the battlefield of these two true immortals, and between every breath, there were countless figures flickering in the sky, and the Xuanyu Dragon Scales drew out a rain of spears in the sky, and the karmic fire floated in the air to set off layers of fiery red qi waves!

The sky trembled, the killing power tore through the space, the fiery red sword let out a terrifying and moving scream like a ghost crying wolf, and on the other side, the seven-foot dragon soul resounded through the heavens and the earth, and countless high-pitched dragon chants conveyed earth-shattering battle intent!

At the same time, this Yunzhou city is full of Su Buqing and Zhao Qingyang fighting, Su Buqing is in the realm of all things, he is everything, and in front of Zhao Qingyang's figure, every time Su Buqing appears, he will have a killing intent to attack and fight with him.

The city walls of Yunzhou all collapsed, the high-rise buildings could not help but collapse, the mountains and rocks of Baiyun Mountain were rolling, the trees were destroyed, the embankments on both sides of the river collapsed, the surging Yunshui River was rolling and rushing, the layers of turbid waves went forward and one after another, and countless collapsed and dilapidated houses were flooded by the rolling river, screaming and crying in pain.

And under the tragedy of this shocking battle, the monk held up a large Sanskrit bell between his hands, and the golden light shone brightly, covering the heavens and the earth, in a vain attempt to stop the erosion of this powerful killing intent.

On his side, he didn't feel that the monks were praying with scriptures in their mouths, and the vast sound of chanting permeated the heavens and the earth, and there seemed to be countless souls wailing faintly, gradually moving away.

When the battle between heaven and man broke out, this huge Yunzhou city became the center of the battlefield, and the powerful killing power swept out like a storm, affecting thousands of miles of land, full of devastation.

True immortals fought a battle, moved mountains and reclaimed the sea, and destroyed a city.

At this time, looking at the long sky full of Su Buqing's figure, and Zhao Qingyang's fiery red sword, Jing Ye's heart was shocked, and with the oppression of invisible killing thoughts and coercion in the air, Jing Ye felt dizzy, and he was actually a little unstable on his feet.

At this time, Jing Ye shook his head and regained a little clarity, and Huo Ran found that Dao Zun, the doppelganger of the Sancai Daoist in the distance, had actually gotten rid of the shackles of the Concentration Bead and quickly escaped into the distance!

"I want to go!"

Jing Ye snorted coldly, he ran the Three Clear Tricks and spit out a breath of turbidity, the inky cyan sword light in his hand flashed, and the seven-star sword body of the ink sword trembled, hissing, revealing Lingyun's killing intent!

Jing Ye held the Seven Stars of the Ink Sword hand in hand, and the Fire Cloud Qilin under his feet stretched out quickly, like an arrow killing towards the afterimage chased by the Divine Bead.

For a moment, he was a little surprised, at this time, Su Buqing and Zhao Qingyang had conquered the world and created the world, and the entire Yunzhou had become a battlefield for the two of them, especially Yunshuihe, but at this time, the direction of escape from the three talented Daoist doppelgangers was not far from the battlefield, but towards Yunshuihe!

A smile appeared at the corner of Jing Ye's mouth, he seemed to understand something!

"Shen Shanyue! Phantom Divine Walk!"

With a bang, Jing Ye had no reservations, and directly Shen Shanyue with the sword of heaven and man, at this time, he was disturbed by the killing power of the true immortal in the sky, and the power of this sword move was greatly reduced, Rao is so, Jing Ye walked through the nine swords of Shen Shan Yue in one go!

Nine swords are one, and the dust falls.

The figure of the Sancai Daoist running in the distance suddenly froze, and almost fell to the ground one by one, and at this time, the phantom magic walk, the afterimage floating like the wind came from the thorn leaves, and it had already reached the back of the Sancai Dao doppelganger.

In front of me is the rolling turbid current, the big waves of the Yunshui River crashing on the shore, washing the shore, it is the other side of the Sancai Taoist dream of escaping.

In just an instant, the seven stars of the ink sword in Jing Ye's hand were accompanied by inky blue light, and a thunder suddenly erupted in the air!

"Boom!"

With a thunderous shock, the Seven Star Sword Qi of the Ink Sword swept through and distorted the figure of the Dao Zun, the doppelganger of the Three Talents Dao Man, followed by a terrible scream.

At the last moment, the doppelganger of the Sancai Dao Sect turned his head reluctantly, looking at this demon who had killed Deshu Mountain!

It's just that his face is distorted, and in the blink of an eye, he becomes a curling cloud, and I don't know if he has seen the face of Jing Ye clearly at this last glance, of course he still has a chance.

In front of Jing Ye, a person with a messy face climbed ashore from the turbid current of the Yunshui River, this person's eyes were cold, and his eyebrows raised and looked at Jing Ye viciously with bloodthirsty killing intent and resentment!

This person is the Sancai Taoist deity!

Fang Cai Su Buqing killed all the powerhouses of the six realms of Yunzhou, and Qianshui Sleeve chased after Li Dangxin, but only let these three talented Taoists take advantage of the loophole, and hid in the Yunshui River as soon as possible, in a vain attempt to hide people's eyes and ears and make people forget his existence!

Moreover, in the midst of the battle between this true immortal and the distraction of Jing Ye, the Sancai Daoist even picked up a great advantage in grief, as long as he could keep a clone, his strength in the sixth realm could come back!

As the so-called green mountains are here, I am not afraid of no firewood, as long as I can keep my doppelganger, and I have the holy weapon Peacock Feather in my body, he will return to the Heavenly Master Dao one day, with the savings of these years, plus the Yan Kingdom Protector Master, how can the master not be impressed.

When the time comes, the Heavenly Master Dao will be inherited, and the mantle of the master will be him!

However, at this moment, seeing that he could escape the robbery and escape, his last faint hope, the only remaining doppelganger Dao Zun, was wiped out on the spot by this son!

He is talented, when he was in the fifth realm, he practiced two Dao Zun at a time, and he was known as one in a hundred years in the Heavenly Master Dao, and today one has been destroyed in the hands of the thrush boy of the swallow building, fortunately, the thrush boy or Jing Thirteen was entangled by the thousand-faced ghost magpie, and now he can't get out, and he finally waited for a great opportunity.

However, at this moment, everything has become dust and ashes, the two doppelgangers have been destroyed, there is no way to return to the sky, and he has no possibility of reaching the Five Realms for a hundred years.

Sancai Daoist looked at his doppelganger Daozun in ashes, his eyes were blood-red, he raised his head coldly and looked at the young man, you ruined my Taoism, I told you to crush your bones and raise ashes!

Sancai Taoist straightened up, angry hair rushed to the crown, white light appeared, the three-leaf flying knife swam around him, and a feather fan appeared above his right hand, which was given by the Empress Yan to shock the thirteen states, Peacock Ling!

"Today, Lao Dao doesn't want to die, and he is bound to break your body into thousands of pieces!"

Sancai Daoist gritted his teeth and said, followed by the peacock feather in his hand and began to shine.

Jing Ye smiled at the corner of his mouth, and said confrontedly: "Do you think you can leave alive today? Jing people will take revenge if they have revenge, and today is your death date!"

"Kill!"

The Sancai Daoist snorted, and the Sancai Flying Knife drew out three rays of light and shot towards Jing Ye first, and at the same time, the seven stars of the ink sword in Jing Ye's hand shone brightly, and the striding meteor rushed towards the Sancai Daoist.

"Bang Bang!"

Sancai Dao showed a touch of surprise in his heart, the figure of the kid in front of him floated, leaving only a trace of afterimage, it was actually the phantom clone technique like the phantom feather thief Zhuang Phantom Feather, and it was the trick of this phantom clone that made him get away that day!

Thinking of this, the Sancai Daoist felt even more resentment in his chest, and as soon as the peacock feather in his hand was spread, he heard the wind whining, which actually set off a storm in the space in front of him.

The storm was raging, the dust and sand were raging, and the thorn leaves were walking strangely, almost blowing down the demon wind, he hurriedly stopped his steps, waiting for the opportunity to move, but saw that between the fierce winds, a series of turquoise feathers galloped like talismanic arrows.

Jing Ye secretly screamed in his heart, he never thought that this Peacock Ling would give birth to so many changes, but fortunately, he stabilized his body, and now he has the ink sword in his hand Seven Stars with ease, plus the Hundred Variety Li Heavenly Sword that he has now comprehended in Tianyi Pavilion, he can now use it skillfully.

Jing Ye stood in the wind, motionless like a mountain, and the seven stars of the ink sword in his hand flickered, and the sword qi crisscrossed in all directions, giving birth to infinite changes!

As the ink sword Qixing in Jing Ye's hand quickly came out of the sword, the sword qi was intertwined, and a large net of sword qi intertwined was born in front of him.

At this time, the one hundred and ten turquoise feathers had already arrived in front of Jing Ye!

It's just that the next moment, the Sancai Daoist was stunned, only to hear the "crackling" sound, and the peacock feathers he shot out were all shocked out!

Seeing this scene, the people of Sancai Dao were greatly surprised, this son didn't know what kind of swordsmanship he used, and he had such a defensive effect, even Peacock Ling couldn't help him.

The Sancai Daoist raised his eyebrows, looked at the fan cage where the horizontal and vertical sword qi was intertwined, and suddenly saw a gap, and the sword net fan cage appeared in front of Jing Ye, but there was nothing behind him!

Sancai Daoist while casting the Peacock Feather, there was a plan in his heart, so he attacked more and more frantically, he strode the meteor, and used the feather fan Peacock Feather in his hand to the limit, and for a while, the blue arrow rain was dense and went straight towards the thorn leaves!

Jing Ye Shenhai is clear, the sword moves in his hand cover the waves, every time he applies the Li Tian Sword, he will have an additional understanding, at this time he faced the attack of the Peacock Ling, and suddenly defended with the Variety Li Tian Sword, and the effect was beyond his expectations.

Jing Ye had fun in his heart, sword after sword, and in an instant, his heart suddenly lit up, like an enlightenment, and he suddenly realized that the Hundred Variety Li Heavenly Sword was so mysterious!

Jing Ye was so forgetful that he was immersed in the sword moves, and this scene was caught in the eyes of the confused Sancai Dao, and the Sancai Dao sneered in his heart, and finally waited for the opportunity to kill with one blow!

"Die!"

His lips and teeth trembled, gritted his teeth and spit out a word, just attacked with a peacock feather, but it was just a cover-up, but he didn't expect this son to be cunning, but he also fell into his own trap, since this is the case, then go and die!

Sancai Daoist people know it in their hearts, at this time, he Peacock Ling is attacking, Jing Ye has already taken the bait, and there is nothing behind him, you must know that the standing of his Sancai Daoist is simply Sancai Flying Knife!

A huge flaw was revealed behind Jing Ye, and where were the three talented Daoists willing to let it go!

When he was thinking about it, the Sancai Daoist raised his eyebrows, and the peacock feathers in his palm became more and more dense, and he pinched his fingers under his left hand, and the three-leaf flying knife shot out silently through the dense turquoise feathers, and suddenly turned around, drawing three strange arcs, directly behind Jing Ye!