Feng Qingyang raised his hand and greeted the cyan dragon with a backhand sword.

The Great Dao runes flickered, and the mana of the king's peak was all released, and this was only secondary, he actually wanted to get close and break through the opponent's sword domain with his sword, as long as he broke through the opponent's defense, then the battle would be over.

He struck one after another, and the snow danced all over the sky, and the monks of the Quartet could no longer see the figure of the wind clear, only to feel a red light in the void surrounding the two huge dragons.

The screams were repeated, setting off a huge wind and waves, and the violent energy overflowed, making countless people watching the battle fall backwards again, it was terrible, just the aftermath, it made people tremble, so, how terrifying were they in the center of the battle?

Everyone had different thoughts, at this time, they had already been completely immersed in this great battle, the Dao sound roared, and countless avenues intertwined the runes of heaven and earth, shooting out in all directions, easily shattering the void.

The same thing is that the same moves are played from the two of them, almost worlds apart, not to mention anything else, just with this diffuse Dao sound and the charm of the Dao, it is not something that ordinary people can do.

Bang, boom!

The dragon roared, and one of them bent its body and let out a painful hiss, covered in blood, and after being surrounded by the swirling red light, a force suddenly appeared visible to the naked eye, and under the close staggering of the wind, it almost exploded to death.

"You can kneel down," Feng Qingyang licked his lips, and the figure that had turned into a streamer suddenly stopped, and the monks who were watching from all directions only felt a flower in front of them, and saw that Feng Qingyang, who was originally missing, suddenly stood on one of the dragons, and waved the blood dancing demon sword in his hand downward.

Boom! Boom! Screams came, and the bloody rain and bloody wind sprinkled down, like red moonlight, soaking the sea below, dyeing it into a blood-red color, he was arrogant and domineering, he turned around and took back the Blood Dance Demon Sword again, and was greeted by a punch on the other dragon.

After ten full breaths, the Canglong exploded, and countless small sword qi gathered swept in all directions, like cutting, just the aftermath of the explosion made countless monks change their faces.

The dazzling golden light blasted the void out of a big black hole, all of which was actually deliberately done by Feng Qingyang, he just wanted to be so high-profile.

He wants to dominate the world, defeat countless peerless Tianjiao, step on their bones and shoulders step by step towards the emperor's Dacheng, knowing that he has become the top of the spiritual world and the moment he is invincible in the world.

With the help of the energy generated by the explosion of Canglong, he went the opposite way, and counteracted the sword domain that spread around countless peerless sword saints under the counterattack, he swung his sword and stepped forward, and the distance between the two of them was forced to close the distance almost instantly, once he was pulled closer again, it was obviously a fool's dream to shake him back.

The face of the Peerless Sword Saint remained unchanged, on the contrary, there was actually a hint of pride at the corner of his mouth after the plan was successful, as if all this was under his control.

He did not advance or retreat, holding the sword in both hands and jumping over in the air, like a dexterous eagle shuttling through the void, his sharp eyes locked on the wind and clear, and when the two of them were only ten zhang together, he staggered up and down, and instantly drew a cross in the middle of heaven and earth.

"Extermination—Cross Knife!"

As soon as these words came out, a layer of essence light suddenly appeared on his body, and after this light appeared, all of them entered the cross knife, and at that moment, Feng Qingyang suddenly found that he couldn't move his body.

The heaven and earth slashed by the cross knife seemed to have completely cut through this place, so that his body, as well as the meridian qi and blood, were nailed to the void under the terrifying rules of the other party's sword.

When he was stunned, the Peerless Sword Saint held the sword in both hands, and under the rotation of his body, he slashed at the void again, this time, not a knife, but countless knives.

This is not a sword qi, but a sword path mystery, the sword qi flying in the sky, has not spread outward in the slightest, but after gathering, it quickly converges in the void, its speed is so fast, almost at the moment when Feng Qingyang is locked by the extermination cross sword path mystery, the countless condensed sword qi gathered in the rear is vigorously advanced.

"Sword Dance!"

The Peerless Sword Saint roared furiously, his eyes were gloomy, and a huge pillar of light fell from the sky, directly cutting the void, and everywhere he passed, there were large swaths of falling off, so that they couldn't glimpse the slightest of it, in the eyes of everyone, this was a broken void slowly moving forward, but in Feng Qingyang's eyes, this was almost about to reach the peak of the mystery.

He couldn't move, his whole body was nailed to the void by the cross knife, he could feel the deadly sharpness in it, and he could also appreciate the power,

Feng Qingyang's heart was shocked, at this moment, the strength of the Peerless Sword Saint almost made everyone's face change, even the Fire Spirit King not far away, as well as the Quartet monks watching the battle, or the billions of pairs of eyes of the entire spirit world.

But all sword cultivators are working hard to suppress the swords in their hands at the moment, those swords, uncontrollably want to converge to the Tianxuan Ancient Star, to be precise, they want to converge on the Peerless Sword Saint, it seems that there is their emperor there, and this emperor is the center of worship for these swords.

Heaven and earth have lost color, and there is no longer any light and shadow, compared to the surging flesh of Emperor Tian, the mystery of the sword path released from the Peerless Sword Saint at this moment is enough to shock the sky.

The bottomless sea below was deeply cut into two halves, and the Tianxuan Ancient Star shook, almost shattering and crumbling under this super mystery.

Thundered!

The void collapsed, and a huge void exploded here, engulfing the Quartet, and the powerful force caused the Quartet monks to flee backwards in panic.

Because, they found that their distance was actually subject to the aftermath of the center, and under the strangulation of this aftermath, there were tens of thousands of monks who suffered from the fish pond, and all the meridians of the poor body were broken, and they were hit hard and fell to the clouds.

The roar almost never stopped, even the Fire Spirit King, subconsciously retreated backwards, and at the moment when the aftermath swept away, the flames on his body withdrew and rose a few feet high, blocking the aftermath from the battlefield, he was not in the center of the battlefield, not to mention, he was also the peak powerhouse of the ancients, if he couldn't stop the aftermath, I was afraid it would be a big joke.

His eyes were full of shock, this Peerless Sword Saint was also a Tianjiao in the ancient era, but he was a rising star, he originated in the initial era of antiquity after the ancient shattering, and he sealed himself after becoming famous, and only now is he gradually awakening, he naturally does not know the details of the Peerless Sword Saint. But now it seems that the other party is strong enough to threaten him.

"Is it dead? Is Feng Qingyang dead?" When the aftermath dissipated, such a thought suddenly appeared in the hearts of many monks.

The hundred zhang void in the center, in which countless sword path mysteries flickered, constantly strangled the recovered void into flying ashes,