Realizing that he had lost contact with the Eight Array Diagrams, Tianxingzi had already discovered a complete picture scroll in the air that was slowly merging together. He glared at Li Xuan viciously, and he felt that his soul mark on it had also been completely erased.

At this moment, feeling the coercion of the Eight Array Diagram erupting against him made his heart feel as uncomfortable as eating dung.

I saw that Tianxingzi's face turned from red to white, and then to black, and his beard kept shaking. In extreme anger, he couldn't help but cough up a mouthful of blood in his throat, this half of the Eight Array Diagram was his most precious treasure!

He couldn't understand why the Eight Array Diagram with his own soul imprint could still be easily controlled by Li Xuan!

It's just that Tian Xingzi didn't understand that the eight array diagrams in his hand were just scrolls. Moreover, no treasure could resist the temptation of the vitality of the Hetu Luo book......

Tian Xingzi's chest continued to rise and fall, gritting the teeth in his mouth and gurgling, now he had already lost the appearance of the fairy wind bones, and under extreme anger, he roared: "Li Xuan, die!"

Then, the whole person turned into a thunderbolt, and the sword was raised and attacked at Li Xuan. The hurricane of spiritual power that flowed from his body shook the snow foam on the top of the Drunken Immortal Pavilion and fell one after another.

Seeing the sword coming from Tianxingzi, Li Xuan just moved his senses, and the eight arrays in the air directly enveloped Tianxingzi, making his entire figure suddenly disappear into the field.

The words of the machine spirit sounded from the bottom of his heart, with a hint of joy: Little master, now the complete Eight Array Diagram, even if it traps Tianxingzi for three hours, it is not a difficult task.

Looking at the Drifting Rain Sword suspended in the air, Li Xuan's eyes showed scorching heat. The Rainy Sky Sutra was running in the meridians, like a dragon going out to sea, and his right hand slowly stretched out against the Floating Rain Sword in the air, only to see that the entire sword body shook violently, and there was a trembling sound suddenly.

Under the call of Li Xuan's divine sense, wisps of dead qi flowed from the sword's body, and as if it had encountered some obstruction, it fell crookedly in Li Xuan's palm.

Looking at the black gas that continued to erupt from the sword body, the Drifting Rain Sword had clearly been forcibly sealed by Tianxingzi before.

Li Xuan's eyes showed endless affection, he gently stretched out his left index finger, condensed a little vitality on his fingertips, slowly slashed across the sword body, and removed the sealed dead qi in it one by one, looking at the cold light of the Drifting Rain Sword, he took a deep breath, and sighed: "Old man, I haven't seen ...... for a long time."

As if he understood Li Xuan's words, the Drifting Rain Sword let out a buzzing sound at this moment, bursting out with a dense light, responding to Li Xuan.

The treasure has a spirit, and Li Xuan can deeply understand the meaning of the Drifting Rain Sword for his thoughts.

Stroking the cold sword body, a feeling rose in his heart that his previous life himself could not urge a trace of Hetu Luoshu.

After being reborn, as the power of vitality covered the body of the Drifting Rain Sword, he only felt that he was holding the sword in his hand, and in his thoughts, it seemed that he was about to merge with heaven and earth.

Holding the Drifting Rain Sword in his hand made him feel the unity of human and sword, as if the Drifting Rain Sword had become his arm, lifting as if it was light.

Li Xuan hooked up a trace of arc, and his gaze coldly swept over the ten Ten Thousand Sword Sect cultivators in front of him.

Wang Yun's expression was miserable, taking advantage of this gap, he had already broken free from Li Xuan's suppression, and fled to everyone's side with the blood-colored palm print on the left side of his face with his hand, and the sharp pain on his face made him sweat coldly.

The previous female cultivator felt that all this was a little incredible, gasped, looked at Wang Yun beside her, and stared at Li Xuan not far away, her heart was still difficult to calm down.

After Wang Yun got rid of the suppression of the vitality force, his whole body bloomed with black light, quickly repairing his injuries, his eyes were full of endless killing intent, and he shouted at the Ten Thousand Sword Sect cultivators behind him: "Column Sword Array!"

After the nine cultivators were stunned for a moment, they all rushed into the sky with a divine rainbow, and the boundless power shattered the top floor of the Drunken Immortal Pavilion into powder. Wang Yunbu stepped in the air like a swimming dragon, and said in a loud voice: "Join the sword!"

With a swipe, the ten cultivators of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect pointed the long sword in their hands at the same time, and the brilliant swords gathered together, making the people of Beiliang who were watching below shocked!

How had they ever seen such a scene of a Dacheng cultivator fighting, in this snow-covered capital, everyone only felt that the beads of sweat on their backs were rolling down like soybeans.

"Sword formation, turn!"

As Wang Yun spoke again, the sword qi of the ten long swords shone brightly, and the wrists of the cultivators of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect all shook slightly, making a buzzing sound, and the tips of their swords seemed to be buzzing, with an extremely evil aura slowly flowing out, which made this sword light mixed with a trace of evil!

Immediately after, they methodically put the tips of their swords together, forming a round spiritual power sword pillar, and slashed towards Li Xuan in the attic below.

The speed of the sound seemed to make the air have a slight burning meaning, and the sword light filled dozens of feet, and the people of Beiliang who were watching under the fierce sword pressure couldn't raise their heads.

Their strands trembled, and they just looked at each other, as if their pupils were injured by the sword qi.

There was a hint of surprise in Li Xuan's eyes, this was the Ten Directions Balance of Power Array that the Ten Thousand Sword Sect was proud of.

This kind of combined sword formation can fuse the strength of ten people without missing any omission. Previously, when Li Xuan was sacking the Ten Thousand Swords Gate Hidden Palace, he was repelled by this array.

Wang Yun in the air showed a fierce look on his face, and shouted: "Break!"

I saw that the ten cultivators of the Hehuan Sect condensed one after another of pitch-black spiritual power, which was injected into the falling sword, and the pressure of this blow skyrocketed several times. The pitch-black sword glow revealed an extremely evil meaning.

The burst of sword qi had already overturned the top floor of the attic, making the entire Drunken Immortal Pavilion crumbling, turning into a magnificent sword light rushing forward, and it seemed that the ground of the beam was slammed down a little.

Before the sword arrived, the strong wind had already shaken the attic under it to pieces, and under the reminder of Li Xuan's eyes, the three of them had already flown out of the air.

Li Xuan held the Floating Rain Sword in his hand, stood up, there seemed to be a trace of nostalgia in his eyes, and sighed softly: The rain is coming......

I saw that tomorrow was suddenly clear, and several explosions of thunder suddenly sounded in the sky, the sound was shocking, lightning and thunder, and the sky of Liangdu was already dark in an instant!

With the assistance of the Drifting Rain Sword, the range of the Heavenly Rain Shower this time was almost covering a radius of thousands of zhang, and almost half of the city suddenly rained downpour!

Standing with a sword, Li Xuan's eyes were extremely sharp, looking at the attack coming in the air, the spiritual power in Li Xuan's body seemed to be boiling, buzzing.

With the extreme urging of the Rainy Sky Sutra, there was a burst of joy from the Floating Rain Sword, and the next moment, Li Xuan only felt that the spiritual power of the limbs and hundreds of bones was integrated into the tip of the sword, as if the ocean was rolled up into the sky, and this magnificent sword light seemed to be blinding the eyes of everyone in Beiliang.

The whole process, in just one breath, has already happened, Li Xuan kicked his feet, volleyed into the air, and whispered:

"Three-foot rain sword, mountains and rivers are a coat!"

The white glow of the sword light was like a flowing cloud, swinging in all directions, like a white sun, shining in the sky, the air in this area was completely rioted, and the Drifting Rain Sword was filled with a kind of killing intent that made people's hearts palpitate.

The brilliant rainbow-like sword with a hint of the taste of judging life and death slammed into the attack of the cultivators of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect lightly.

The sword qi that burst out seemed to be able to pick up the mountains, the power was strong, and the rage was unmatched, like a thunderbolt.

"Boom!"

This is the ultimate collision of black and white, the piercing metal trill, as if two iron mountains have collided together, and everyone's ear drums are buzzing.

Li Xuan swirled his backhand, the power of the tip of the sword suddenly soared, and the rain in the air suddenly and strangely stopped.

The second sword of the Drifting Rain Sword Technique - a sword is stormy, and there are no gods in the four seas!

"Rumble"

Knowing the sea rushing, the fluttering rain swordsmanship is dazzling under the blessing of the tip of the sword, and it spreads out layers of ripples in the air, as if it is about to tear the sky!

I saw that the black pillar of spiritual power light in the air suddenly froze, and under the surprise of the cultivators of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, they found that the combined power of their sword array was dispersed and dissolved by a circle.

The strong wind that collided and exploded had already turned the entire Drunken Immortal Pavilion into powder.

When Wang Yun saw that he was invincible, he wanted to get rid of it, but what frightened these ten Ten Thousand Sword Sect cultivators was. At this moment, there was an infinite suction force coming from the Drifting Rain Sword, making it impossible for them to dodge at all, and an extremely rich white light followed the exploding sword qi into everyone's bodies, making them unable to resist at all. Exactly the river Tuluo book!

Seeing this, Li Xuan's whole person turned into lightning, and with a backhand sword, the sword light swept away, and ten heads were cut off.

Below, all the Jin troops in Beiliang were stunned when they saw this, their mouths opened, and they couldn't help but mumble in their throats.