Guo Jing and Huang Rong looked at this time, and saw that the pine forest in front of them no longer had the nature and handsomeness they had before. The pine needles piled up on the ground had been swept away by the strength of Zhao Zhijing and Hong Qigong at this time.

Some of the waist-thick pine trees were cut off at the waist and fell in the forest, and some of the straight trunks left scars torn by force, turning the trees that could be used as pillars into firewood, bringing some warmth to the poor.

Looking at the scene of broken and torn pine trees in front of them and the long sword marks on the ground, Guo Jing and Huang Rong couldn't help but sigh in their hearts at this time, how profound the martial arts cultivation of Zhao Zhijing and Hong Qigong was.

If it weren't for the fact that the two of them had been watching the battle from the sidelines, they wouldn't have believed that everything in front of them was just created by the two of them, Zhao Zhijing and Hong Qigong.

Just when the two of them were shocked by the scene in front of them, they saw the purple sword in Zhao Zhijing's hand shake, and let out a sharp sword groan, and the arrogance on the purple sword body that was manifested by the true qi was restrained one by one, and the purple emperor would return to the purple and simple sword body, but the sharp tip of the sword revealed a purple brilliance at this time.

Zhao Zhijing instantly touched the ground on his toes, and the Quanzhen Sect's light skill "Golden Goose Gong" was running in an instant, and the figure in a white robe flashed and changed to Hong Qigong's body. The purple sword with a purple glow on the tip of the sword slowly stabbed towards Hong Qigong's chest.

This seemingly slow sword was unavoidable in Hong Qigong's eyes, and he could only connect this sword hard, and in an instant, Hong Qigong's heart was full of thoughts, but he gathered his mind in an instant. The right hand hangs down the shoulder, and the left palm is shot out in an instant, this palm is the eleventh palm in "Eighteen Palms of the Dragon" said to be sudden. Hong Qigong used this trick to be Zhao Zhijing's sword in this lightning and flint, which was really sudden.

Hong Qigong slapped this palm, and a golden dragon shadow appeared, roaring towards the Purple Emperor Sword in Zhao Zhijing's hand. Looking at the Purple Emperor Sword wielded in Zhao Zhijing's hand, a touch of purple brilliance on the sharp tip of the sword was a pure and abnormal True Qi bead condensed by the True Qi of the Ruins. This is the point star sword in the heavy sword technique, this true qi bead is a star, when the Purple Emperor sword hits the enemy, it is punched into the enemy's body, and it explodes in an instant, as if the star explodes. Enemies that are hit are seriously wounded, if not killed.

The pine forest will, I don't know when there is a strange slight breeze, and the branches of the pine trees sway with the wind, making a rustling sound, which brings a touch of warmth to the solemn forest at this time.

When it was too late, the Purple Emperor Sword and the golden dragon shadow intersected instantly, and a tiny bead of true qi on the sharp tip of the purple sword was instantly smashed into the golden dragon that Hong Qigong's palm turned into. I heard a loud bang suddenly in the forest, and the tiny True Qi bead exploded in an instant, blasting the golden dragon shadow into dissipation in an instant.

With this loud sound came a lot of air waves, the grass and trees in the forest were blown by the air waves, and the pine trees that were not small also left traces of air waves.

If it weren't for Zhao Zhijing and Hong Qigong seeing the opportunity, running light work, their figures flashed and rose and landed on the treetops, avoiding this wave of qi, even if the two of them were not injured, the clothes on their bodies would be torn open by the wave of air.

Guo Jing and Huang Rong looked at it, Zhao Zhijing and Hong Qigong at this time were both standing on the treetops of a pine tree several zhang high, although they had been fighting for so long, but the one=robes of the two of them had not changed at all. Zhao Zhijing was still holding the Purple Emperor Sword, and his white robe was slowly fluttering in the breeze in the forest, like a sword fairy.

And Hong Qigong, who was opposite Zhao Zhijing, although his robe was about to have holes, which could be described as ragged, he stood on the treetops, with an awe-inspiring aura suddenly appeared, with a trace of golden light crossed by the pupils, unusually majestic, like a god who ignores the world.

The two of them tapped their toes on the treetops, and the branches as thin as little fingers bent slightly, and the two of them were about to rise up. I saw the Purple Emperor Sword in Zhao Zhijing's hand raised flat on his chest, and quickly stabbed out at Hong Qigong, who was rising up. At the same time, Hong Qigong, who rose up, danced with his palms, and swung his whirling palms at Zhao Zhijing.

Zhao Zhijing looked at it and knew that this was the six dragon whirlwinds in "Eighteen Palms of the Descending Dragon", which was the exquisite trick of "Eighteen Palms of the Descending Dragon", one palm was divided into two forces, one was outward, the other was retracted inward, and the two energies blended to form a sharp whirlpool.

Hong Qigong waved this palm, and Zhao Zhijing saw a golden dragon shadow flash out in front of him, intersecting head and tail, rotating rapidly, forming a golden vortex. It seems that this palm is so similar to the previous dragon battle in the wild, but the truth it contains is very different. The former uses the spinning dragon claws as blades to tear apart the energy of others, while the latter is a vortex of two qi forces, which sweeps the enemy's qi into the vortex and dissipates it.

In an instant, the sword body of the Purple Emperor Sword in Zhao Zhijing's hand had been swept into the whirlpool formed by this energy, and suddenly Zhao Zhijing only felt a huge force coming from his Purple Emperor Sword. This qi pulling and squeezing at the same time, suddenly made the Purple Emperor Sword in Zhao Zhijing's hand shake slightly, if he didn't immediately use the true qi in his body, clenched the long sword in his hand, and wanted to peel off the Purple Emperor Sword in Zhao Zhijing's hand with this palm.

Feeling the Purple Emperor Sword in his hand tremble slightly, as if it was about to leave his palm. The pure and domineering Guiru True Qi in Zhao Zhijing's body was poured into the Purple Emperor Sword in an instant. Taking advantage of the shaking of the Purple Emperor Sword, Zhao Zhijing shook the long sword in his hand, and sword qi slashed out from the sword's body, slashing through the golden vortex swung out by Hong Qigong's palm.

Zhao Zhijing, who had separated from the whirlpool with the long sword, stabbed a sword towards Hong Qigong, only to see Zhao Zhijing and the Purple Emperor Sword in his palm turn into a purple lightning at this time, and quickly attacked towards Hong Qigong.

Hong Qigong looked at the purple lightning in front of him, and he didn't care that the two of them were still in mid-air at this time, his right arm was bent inward, his right palm drew a circle, and with a snort, he pushed towards the oncoming purple lightning.

I only heard two crisp sounds in the pine forest, and Zhao Zhijing and Hong Qigong, who were still in mid-air before, had already fallen to the ground at this time, but the two figures at this time were staggered, standing with their backs to each other.

Looking at the two of them at this time, Guo Jing and Huang Rong felt deeply surprised, but at this moment, a waist-thick pine tree opposite Hong Qigong suddenly broke off the trunk with a click and fell to the ground. When the two of them were still shocked by Hong Qigong's palm, a waist-thick pine tree in front of Zhao Zhijing suddenly exploded on his waist and fell to the ground when he heard a bang.