The sword qi is still condensing, and it is becoming clearer and clearer.

Chen Yuanyuan was not in a hurry at all, and muttered, "I see how long you can hide?"

But any great array, there must be the strength to support his operation.

The power of Chaoyang Mountain's great array comes from the ninety-nine dragon veins that Chaoyang Mountain's ancestor detained, but it is obvious that no matter who is arranging the formation now, he has such a great means to seize the creation of heaven and earth, even if it is a dragon vein.

Since it is not a dragon vein, then his strength must not be too long-lasting, because the consumption is too great.

Therefore, Chen Yuanyuan wanted to see the third wave of sword light, even if this sword light was reduced to rigidity and unchanged.

Chen Yuanyuan's hand touched the mirror.

The mirror is cool, slippery, and feels good.

Chen Yuanyuan didn't look at the gradually condensed sword light this time, but seriously touched the mirror, over and over again.

Until the sword light takes shape.

Only this time, the sword light finally changed.

Chen Yuanyuan and Li Guotao raised their heads and watched those sword lights circling and crashing together.

There is no spark, no extinguishment, but like a small drop of water, it gradually turns into a big droplet.

Those sword lights turned into a large sword light, the size of a double bed, thick as a brick.

It doesn't look like a sword anymore.

Li Guotao wanted to stop him on the way, but Chen Yuanyuan stretched out his hand to stop him, and instead carefully observed the condensation of the sword light, very seriously, and did not let go of any detail.

After the formation of the sword light was very oppressive, Chen Yuanyuan only felt that there was a great pressure to press himself to the ground, Li Guotao was even more obvious here, the blood at the corner of his mouth was directly like being attracted by the earth, smashing it fiercely, making a symphony of gold and iron.

At this moment, the female voice appeared again.

"If you can't stop it, you might as well tell the little girl, so that you can open this formation for the two of you and welcome the two of you. ”

I can't hear any sarcasm or disdain in it.

But Chen Yuanyuan refused, saying, "Thank you Madame for your kindness, I understand the two of you." ”

It's not because of the thin skin, it's not that Chen Yuanyuan has the idea of being a hero, but Chen Yuanyuan knows that if he admits defeat and relents now, I'm afraid that the things that will be very troublesome later.

It's better to break this trouble now.

Anyway, there are already eyebrows.

Success or failure is here.

Chen Yuanyuan said to Li Guotao: "Uncle Li, can you transport capacity twice in a very short time?"

When Li Guotao heard this, he said, "Yes." ”

Chen Yuanyuan snorted, if Li Guotao said yes, it would definitely be possible.

Even if he used his strength twice in a very short period of time, this was impossible in the eyes of ordinary martial artists.

Chen Yuanyuan said to Li Guotao: "The next sword." ”

Li Guotao's face was solemn, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the sword from afar, and his true qi gushed out, condensing but not dissipating.

After the sword was formed, I don't know if it was because the woman wanted to speak, so it didn't attack or if it was absorbing other attacks, but now, it finally moved.

It's a "click" sound like a broken egg.

The sword light slowly began to shrink again.

Big doesn't mean powerful, maybe it means nothing.

In the same way, being smaller doesn't mean being less lethal.

After the sword light became smaller, it began to have the texture of a real sword, the metallic texture of a real sword.

It turned out to be like a real sword.

Li Guotao didn't care, his five fingers were curved like eagle claws.

True qi is infused like gold and iron.

The sword light rises, and the wind comes.

Li Guotao's hair fluttered.

Chen Yuanyuan's eyes narrowed.

Drops of blood fell to the ground.

Li Guotao's hand wound can be seen to the bone.

But Li Guotao's hand was still so steady, without a trace of trembling, and there was no expression on his face.

Chen Yuanyuan didn't look at Li Guotao's hand either, he looked at the sky.

Stretched out his hand and pointed to a certain place in the sky, and said, "Uncle Li, attack there with all your might!"

Li Guotao no longer hesitated.

Blood splashed everywhere, it was the result of the excessive circulation of internal force, and Li Guotao had already grabbed the sword light with his hand.

Or rather, the sword.

Because it resembles a sword too much, he loses the function of sword light.

But it got a strong offensive ability.

But it is still not as good as Li Guotao's hand, which is full of Li Guotao's lifelong internal strength.

It hurt him, but he didn't really play his part.

But on the other hand, it's also useful, it restricts Li Guotao's hand, the hand that is really commonly used.

But Chen Yuanyuan needs Li Guotao to use this hand, what should I do?

In Li Guotao's opinion, it was very simple, he used his strength to crush the sword light.

It cut off almost his entire palm, but his hand was free.

But the blood still splashed on Chen Yuanyuan's body.

This made Li Guotao very dissatisfied.

That's why I used extra strength.

It was a void, or so it seemed.

Until Li Guotao's strong internal force appeared there, there was a shattering sound.

It sounds like the sound of a mischievous child smashing precious glass with a stone.

A sword appeared in the place that had been empty.

The space around them became full of cracks like shattered glass, falling down piece by piece.

The sword was inside the crack.

Chen Yuanyuan smiled, very happy, he knew that it was the eye.

He deliberately chose this moment, when it used all its strength, when he still needed to gather strength, when he was at his weakest.

Found it.

Li Guotao jumped up and wanted to take it down.

A black shadow appeared above the sword, because it was so fast, even Li Guotao didn't react, and he couldn't even see whether it was a man or a woman.

Even the dress wasn't black, just because the woman was too fast, or maybe it was pitch black all around him.

Li Guotao couldn't react, but that didn't mean Chen Yuanyuan couldn't react.

Chen Yuanyuan seemed to know in advance that this would happen, so his move was unexpected.

Chen Yuanyuan didn't make any physical movements, the man just snorted, and his body shook.

Of course, only for a moment.

But this moment is enough.

Li Guotao is very good at seizing opportunities, so his hand is directly on the hilt of that sword.

Let your own blood run down the hilt of your sword.

It looks bloody.

But the bloodier is yet to come.

Li Guotao really couldn't see whether the person was a man or a woman, but this did not affect him to attack.

Like an antelope hanging on its horns, a sword without a trace pierced the abdomen of the black shadow.

Mount Tai poured Kyushu and sank.

It's that sword intent.