The cyan figure is not tall, the black hair is flying, the eyes are shining, and the whole body exudes a kind of self-respecting atmosphere.

His steps were sonorous, and every step that fell into the void was accompanied by the imprint of the Great Dao, giving people a sense of disbelief that the space was changing with his emotions.

His voice was low and sharp, but it exuded a throbbing chill, and as soon as he appeared, he disintegrated the "momentum" that the sword maniac had caused to the Great Sage of the Skeleton Clan.

He is a peak sage who came with Ji Changkong, no, he should be a world-strong man who has stepped into the realm of the Saint King for many years, and there are few people in the world who are more kind than him.

The moment he appeared, the kind of monstrous coercion brought by him made Jian Fengyu and Jin Kui both couldn't help but take a few steps back, and the sword maniac still stood in place like a long sword, without the slightest emotional fluctuation, even if one of the other party's feet entered the realm of the Holy King a few years before him, he was not afraid, after all, the other party was not the real Saint King.

The white-clothed hunting sounded, the long hair fluttered naturally, the eyes were bright and powerful, and the sword man stared at the thin cyan figure in front of him, and said, "Give way!"

Simple two words, no refusal, even if you are a supreme power, in my eyes, there is no difference between you and the great sage of the skeleton clan, the sword madness is not the kind of person who bullies the weak and fears the hard, the strong and the weak are treated equally.

The cyan figure let out a low cold snort, and his voice was extremely cold: "What an arrogant tone, such an arrogant person, this Saint King wants to see what kind of arrogant capital you have!"

Jian Xing Mania took a step forward and smiled indifferently: "Even if it is really a Saint King, how can I be afraid of Sword Madness! Besides, Your Excellency is not a Saint King,"

Heroic and domineering, this is the real sword maniac, in front of any strong person, he maintains that innate and unique spirit.

"Look for death!" The cyan voice's eyes burst into two furious flames, he waved his palms, and covered the sword frenzy with a loose hand, and suddenly, the light and rain flew between the palms and fingers of the cyan figure, and each piece of light rain seemed to cover the sword frenzy, and the entire place of absolute yin trembled with the attack of the cyan figure.

The sword line is crazy and does not retreat, but advances, the fighting spirit is high, around him, there are thousands of long swords condensed by murderous qi suspended, his momentum is like a rainbow, after stepping out, the long swords condensed by murderous aura around him shot out overwhelmingly, for a while, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the void was cut open.

The scattered hands of the cyan figure, like the rain of light that fell from the suppression of the sky, were all cut and pierced by a long sword.

The first battle between the two quasi-saint kings, the light and rain were like a canopy, and the sword light was like lightning, although there was no hard encounter, but the vast energy fluctuations also made the heavens and the earth lose color, and the absolute yin qi that rushed out of the veins of the absolute yin was all dispersed, and for a while, the thousands of spaces around them became clear, and both sides could see each other's hands.

However, the oppressive feeling and depressive atmosphere of this place are even stronger.

Especially the cyan figure that accompanied Ji Changkong to the Land of Absolute Yin, the moment he saw Yang Kai, there was not only murderous aura in his eyes, but also a kind of greed.

Yang Kai's heart "chuckled" for a moment, he knew why that quasi-saint king was looking at him like that, staring at him, and forcing him to stare at him, because Yang Kai not only had the Nine Heavens Xuanyu they were looking for, but also the Nine Veins Scroll that could hold the Nine Heavens Xuanyu.

The average Great Sage may not know, but a quasi-saint king like the cyan figure is also a powerhouse of the Blue Emperor's lineage, and he must know the secrets of the Nine Veins Picture Scroll and the Nine Heavens Xuanyu.

Whoever can master the Nine Veins Picture Scroll and the Nine Heavens Xuanyu, then whoever will master a treasure land with a rich aura, once the Nine Heavens Xuanyu returns to the Nine Veins Picture Scroll, the nine abandoned mountains in ancient times will become the treasure mountains that everyone in heaven and earth wants to occupy, just that vast aura, can establish a huge immortal cultivation force.

The quasi-saint king with a cyan figure naturally knew the secret, and his gaze at Yang Kai was blazing and greedy!

Yang Kai ran the family inheritance Xuangong, his powerful divine sense surging out, dispelling the aura that made his heart palpitate, compared to coercion and momentum, Yang Kai was not afraid of any existence below any Saint King, of course, including the Quasi-Saint King.

The remaining four Great Sages of the Skeleton Clan, their confidence swelled at this moment, and a powerful support came, as long as the cyan figure in front of them was crazy about the sword, they had the confidence to defeat Jian Fengyu and Jin Kui, and heal the other remaining Yang Kai, Jin Lin brothers and sisters, and Ling Yunxue, in their eyes, these four people were too small to be smaller.

Jian Fengyu, Jin Kui, and Jian Xing Maniac all saw the situation in front of them clearly, however, they were not afraid, Jian Xing Maniac faced the cyan figure, although they were not sure to defeat the other party, but if the other party wanted to defeat themselves, it would definitely not work, and the combat power of the Sword Sect itself was stronger than that of ordinary monks.

And Jian Fengyu is holding a blood-red long sword, he has amazing cultivation, he has fought with a strong man like the Nine Shadows of the Underworld, and he has learned a lot from it, with a sword in hand, he is not afraid of the two great sages before and after, even if it is two peerless sages, he is also confident in a battle.

Jin Kui was even more arrogant, the two golden sledgehammers emitted a brilliant light, and the battle intent went straight to Xiao Han, he was originally a battle maniac, in his eyes, the white skeleton in front of him was the grinding stone that he stepped on a higher level.

For the five enemies in front of them, the sword maniac and the others are not afraid, what they are worried about is that the head of the skeleton clan and another strong man beside Ji Changkong rushed over, the ghost knows what kind of cultivation those two people are, if they are also quasi-saint kings, everyone may explain this.

In front of him, the situation was tense, and Jian Xing Maniac, Jian Fengyu, and Jin Kui could only fight hard to completely break the current crisis before the arrival of those two people.

The sword line frenzied, a long sword shone brightly, his momentum rose rapidly, the long hair scattered on his chest and back danced wildly, everything he did, he was extremely arrogant, I saw him raise the long sword in his hand, a black and white sword light like lightning slashed down towards the cyan figure, if the other party did not back down, he would definitely suffer a heavy blow.

The cyan figure is not a person to be slaughtered, he has stepped into the realm of the Holy King with one foot for many years, and over the years, he has not been able to step on the other foot, he is crazy about the sword originally to sharpen himself, sublimate in the battle, and be promoted to the Saint King in the battle.

In the face of the sharp black and white sword, the cyan figure immediately judged that this was the Yin and Yang sword qi of the Heavenly Sword Sect, few people in ancient times had successfully cultivated, his body gently turned left, suddenly, the blue light flashed in his hand, and a short knife with a blue light shining and a thick and dignified back was also slashed out at the moment when the black and white sword stabbed away, and it was accompanied by the sound of "boom".

A single sword slashed through the black and white sword rays, and slashed straight towards the head of the sword maniac.

The cyan figure is worthy of becoming a quasi-saint king very early, his combat skills and strength are more fierce than the general's madness, although it is a short knife in his hand, but the sword slashed out is like a brilliant match through the sky, directly in front of the sword madman's head.

Boom!

The crisp sound of collision exploded in the space where the Peerless Earth Vein was located, and the sword line was crazy about the long sword rung, he cultivated the space avenue, and the lightning and stone fire withdrew a hundred zhang away, and the long sword of the runghead hit the fierce sword, and it really made a monstrous sound.

The sword maniac's body was extremely fast, the long sword had just shattered the lightning-like sword, and with the help of the secret technique of the Space Dao, in the disillusionment, the human sword was one, and with a "boom", he saw a condensed black and white light piercing the void, bursting towards the cyan figure, the target - the heart of the quasi-saint king.

The human sword is one, with the help of the Space Avenue, this blow is too fast, the cyan figure has no time to react, just relying on an instinctive intuition, the short knife in his right hand cuts horizontally, firmly protecting the heart, as long as the heart does not suffer a heavy blow, as a quasi-saint king, even if he suffers a blow from the other party, it is not a big deal.

Zheng!

The sound of the sword broke through the air, and the sharp long sword had already pierced the heart of the cyan figure, however, the sudden blow of the sword madness failed to pierce into the chest of the quasi-saint king, and a wide short knife blocked the attack of the long sword, but the sword qi of the tyrant and the surging power Lang tide shook the quasi-saint king upside down.

On the other side, Jian Fengyu and Jin Kui also faced the four Great Sages of the Skeleton Clan.

Jian Fengyu held a blood-red long sword, the sword aura was fierce and wild, the blood-red sword light swept all over the sky, in the face of the attack of the two great sages, he was not afraid at all, every sword slashed out There was a sound of breaking the sky, "snort" blood light flickered, one of the skull clan sage was pierced by a white bone pierced through his right arm, which made the great sage in pain, and the dark green light in his eyes became more and more intense.

Another Skeleton Clan Great Sage raised his leg and swept across, and a snow-white light tore through the void and swept heavily on Jian Fengyu's left arm, causing him to stumble and almost fall, but the blood sword in his hand slashed at the leg bone of the Great Sage with his backhand in an instant of one in ten million, causing it to fly upside down.

Jin Kui is even more tyrant, a pair of golden sledgehammers firmly protect himself, the two skeleton clan sages who want to kill him, the first thing he faces is the two golden sledgehammers that he keeps swinging in his hands, the sledgehammer transforms, like a sacred mountain and a mountain, every time Jin Kui moves, it seems to be clumsy, but in fact, it is an attack power tyrant, every time the hammer falls, it is like a low muffled thunder.

Rumble!

With a bang, the Skeleton Clan Great Sage who was looking for a fighter plane was hit by Jin Kui's sledgehammer and flew sideways, and his bones almost fell apart, and the other Skeleton Clan Great Sage was also shocked back by the aftermath of Jin Kui's wild sledgehammer, and finally stabilized his body.

"Kill!"

The voice of the Great Sage, who was slashed to the leg bone by the Sword Blade Feather, was as cold as frost, he abandoned the Sword Blade Feather and slashed it straight in the direction where Yang Kai was, although he was injured, but he tore open a hole to kill Yang Kai, Jin Lin brothers and sisters, and Ling Yunxue.

Seeing this, Yang Kai's light curtain hanging down from the Silent Ring suspended above his head became even more vast, and he didn't have the slightest fear, and the corners of his mouth showed an intriguing smile.