Sword Peak.

In front of the Purple Bamboo Forest, Qi Tian killed the killers, abolished the cultivation of dozens of eight-vein disciples, and even crushed the knowledge seeds, completely cutting off their paths.

Gu Luoxiao and the two fled in the air, Qi Tian's killing machine was too strong, they didn't dare to attack the edge, so they could only avoid the edge for the time being.

"You can't go!"

The two of them had just risen to eighty zhang of the sky, and Qi Tian's voice sounded, and the sound of the sound shook the void, and the figure condensed a few feet in front of the two.

"Qi Tian, you have to kill them all!"

The right king of the Xuanbing Sect shouted angrily, he stood up in recent years, has grown up, and is a top figure in the sixteenth generation, he is a great figure, wearing a Xuanhuang Dao robe, which is imprinted with a deep golden soil Dao potential, and it is actually a five-grade Taoist weapon.

Gu Luoxiao trembled all over, Qi Tian made a ruthless move, everyone abolished cultivation, destroyed the knowledge of seeds, and completely cut off the back road.

"Qi Tian! If you dare to do it again, we will definitely ask Senior Brother to take action!

Gu Luoxiao put down his cruel words, he really has no way out, once the road is broken, it will be difficult to continue, it will take the opportunity to go against the sky, suppress the luck of one party, and it is absolutely impossible for him to have it.

Scanning the two of them with cold eyes, Qi Tian's sharp body completely burst out, and the pale golden sharp qi accompanied by an extremely ancient qi rushed to the two of them at once.

Poof--The five-grade Dao clothes shattered, and they couldn't stop the edge at all, the plasma burst out, and the two fell to the sky and the earth.

The majestic sword knowledge is far more terrifying than before, inheriting the Pangu bloodline, in the sea of knowledge, the sword knowledge is increased again, and now, there are sixty-four sword knowledge condensed into the Taiji Sword Diagram, the pure golden Taiji Sword Diagram rotates, containing an inexplicable avenue, there is a flow of yin and yang two qi, deep into Qi Tian's heart.

Falling in front of the purple bamboo forest, the sharp sword senses moved together, and Qi Tian once again cut off the path of the two.

Dozens of eight-vein disciples, one by one, their eyes were dull at this time, and in front of them, the blood gathered into a stream and poured into the spiritual stream.

The two female disciples of Lotus Peak were paralyzed on the ground, and at this moment they were crying, the path was cut off, and they were also beaten back to their original form, and they were reduced to ordinary women again.

"Qi Tian, you're dead!" After a short period of sluggishness, Gu Luoxiao looked crazy, "You are dead, today I, Gu Luoxiao, put down my words, I will use all my Dao treasures, and I will kill you completely!"

"That's right, you cut off our path, don't want to live yourself, your entire Sword Peak is destined to replace the master, you wait!"

"All of us have done everything we can to give a killing order!"

Raising his eyebrows, the next moment, Qi Tian's footwork stepped on, instantly turning into dozens of afterimages, plasma splattered, accompanied by countless broken teeth spilling into Lingxi, everyone, half of their faces collapsed, and they could no longer speak.

Stretching out his hand to summon the Angry Jiao Whip, Qi Tian's sword qi was infused, and he said coldly: "If you don't want to destroy the spirit surname, you can destroy the Dao power by yourself and accept the sword qi!"

After a few breaths, a fierce innate sword qi rose from the Angry Jiao Whip, and faintly, there was a Golden Avenue circulating in it, dyeing the entire Angry Jiao Whip into pure gold.

With a wave of his hand, the angry whip was sharp, turning into twenty zhang thick, like a golden dragon, coiling in the void, locking dozens of people at once.

"Senior brother!"

Yun Fei leaned under a purple bamboo, the blood foam at the corner of his mouth condensed, and he still laughed loudly: "Good break! These guys' paths should have been cut off for them a long time ago!"

Then, he showed a ruthless look on his face again: "I only hate that I can't have the combat power of my junior brother, Ma is good at being ridden, people are good at being bullied, the fairy road is the way of eating people, if you are not ruthless, you will be swallowed sooner or later!"

Helping Yun Fei up, Qi Tian frowned, and pondered for a moment, his sword finger slashed on his chest, and the edge burst out, and a sword mark appeared.

"Senior brother, you-"

Yun Fei's eyes vibrate, and the next moment, a drop of pure golden essence blood overflowed from Qi Tian's chest.

This drop of essence blood, for the essence blood of the sword body fused with the blood of Pangu, contains endless life essence, looking at this drop of essence blood, Yun Fei only felt that the entire sword fetus trembled, and the sharp qi seemed to be afraid, and it actually collapsed and dispersed on its own.

Undoubtedly, Qi Tianjian guided the movement and smashed it into Yun Fei's mouth.

The majestic life essence burst out, and at a speed visible to the naked eye, Yun Fei's originally broken countless muscles and bones quickly healed, and wisps of sharp qi came out of his body, and before this sharp qi was different, Qi Tian sensed a familiar aura from above.

The sword sense swept over, and Qi Tian could see that deep in Yun Fei's bone marrow, a layer of pale golden edge gradually spread.

After a few breaths, a layer of pale golden blood cocoon slowly wrapped Yunfei, and a vicissitudes of ancient breath slowly revealed out.

Sending the blood cocoon into the Jade Hall of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, Qi Tian returned to the Purple Bamboo Forest, he grabbed the Angry Jiao Whip and headed towards the bottom of the Sword Peak.

At the foot of Jianfeng Mountain, there is a spiritual stream, in front of the spiritual stream, Qi Tian's angry whip pulled, and dozens of people knelt on the ground in unison, facing the direction of the eight veins.

Dozens of sharp qi entered the bodies of everyone, in front of Lingxi, Qi Tian pointed like a sword, a pale golden sharp qi floated out, his sword fingers swiped, the edge entered the ground, and the next battle word was imprinted.

As soon as the battle word was formed, there was an ancient and vicissitudes of sharp air rushing into the sky, and the sound of the sword roaring like thunder and dragon roar spread throughout the entire Qingyun Sect in an instant.

In front of Lingxi, Gu Luoxiao and the others couldn't speak, and a mortal was suppressed by Qi Tianfeng and fell to the ground.

At this moment, everyone was completely stunned, and there was no longer any heart, Qi Tian glanced at it and knew that in the future, these people would have a fairy fate and break the road, and they would soon give birth to a demonic barrier, which was a shame for a lifetime.

He turned to leave, stepped on the sword peak, and sat down cross-legged in front of the purple bamboo forest, in front of him, in the spiritual stream, blood and water gurgled to the depths of the purple bamboo forest.

The battle word was imprinted, and the entire Qingyun Sect was shaken, and countless Dao Senses descended on the foot of Jianfeng Mountain, and they saw an amazing scene.

Poof-poof--The words of war were sharp, fierce and soaring into the sky, and the Dao consciousness that descended was completely shattered the moment it fell.

Even Panyi, who was a six-axe Pangu, couldn't drop his gaze, needless to say that the masters of these Dao Senses couldn't compete at all.

The sound of the sword chant was endless, echoing between the nine peaks, there was no intention of stopping, the peaks shook, the disciples went down the mountain, in the Qingyun Valley, the Temple of the God of War and the sea of Dao were empty, all of them converged towards the foot of the Sword Peak.

When the first eight-vein disciple came to the foot of Sword Peak Mountain, he was stunned.

The Xuanbing Sect was headed by the Dharma King, and dozens of eight-vein disciples knelt in front of the Sword Peak, facing the Eight Peaks, each of them collapsed half of their faces, their teeth were broken for half of their mouths, and their blood was murmuring, gathering in front of dozens of people, staining a spiritual stream in front of them.

Before Lingxi, the battle word on one side was sharp in the sky, and as soon as his eyes fell, he was instantly shattered, and before the battle word, he couldn't get close at all.

After another half a pillar of incense, countless roars sounded at the foot of Jianfeng Mountain.

"Qi Tian, you deceive people too much!"

Many of the Eight Vein disciples were stunned, and dozens of them were all cut off from the path and completely turned into mortals, among them, even the top figures of the Xuanbing Sect and the Sixteenth Generation were not spared.

"The sword body is so rampant, it actually abolished so many people!"

"There is going to be a big storm, and the top people of the eight veins are going to go out. ”

Many seventeenth-generation disciples were beating wildly, and such a method was beyond their horizons.

"Bi, Bi Yuan-"

A female disciple of Lotus Peak spat blood and reluctantly spoke.

On the opposite side of the Lingxi, Yun Biyuan arrived, the fairy xia around her disappeared, there was a bad aura hidden between her eyebrows, and the blue cold light rippled around her body, and the next moment, she stepped out and descended to the other side of the Lingxi.

Hum - her figure has not yet fallen, in front of Lingxi, the pale golden battle word rushed out of a sharp edge, volleying and slashing.

With a cold snort, Yun Bi Yuan's Dao power surged, and a majestic Dao rhyme poured out, turning into a ten-zhang glacial river and pressing down.

"The pinnacle of knowing the gods!"

"The leader of the eighteenth generation of eight peaks has actually grown to this point!"

Many sixteenth generation disciples were shocked, although it was only Yun Biyuan, but it can be seen from this that the remaining seven people are definitely not weak.

Poof--Before everyone could open their mouths, the pale golden edge was like a bamboo, cutting open a vacuum path, the glacier was torn apart in an instant, and the clouds and ducks were like thunder, and the whole person flew out upside down and fell back to the other side of the Lingxi.

Poof-A mouthful of reverse blood spit out, Yun Biyuan showed an unbelievable look, and immediately, she noticed that the eyes of many disciples were focused on her body.

She lowered her head and looked, the sharp edge actually cut her skirt, from the right shoulder to the lower abdomen, a three-foot-long opening was suddenly opened, the crystal white and greasy body manifested out, the fragrance bursts, and a snow peak was faintly visible, and a little red loomed.

At this moment, she was ashamed and angry, and she was so angry that she fainted.

The cold air overflowed, several Lotus Peak female cultivators stepped forward and protected them in the center, their beautiful eyes glared in all directions, and many seven-vein disciples reluctantly looked away, but the corners of their eyes were still involved, hoping to find a gap.

At this moment, in front of Lingxi, the eight-vein disciple who was originally eager to try suddenly stopped his body, the battle word was too weird, they were not sure, they could only wait quietly.

In front of the purple bamboo forest, Qi Tian slowly opened his eyes, a cold light appeared in his eyes, and closed them again.

At the foot of the mountain, the disciples were silent, and on the other side of the Lingxi, dozens of eight-vein disciples were crumbling, their bodies were stained with blood, and the blood on the ground was almost dry.

The path was cut off, and now they were almost no different from mortals, except for a Dao body, and nothing else.

The wind and clouds converged, and with the passage of time, a layer of haze gradually condensed on the top of the sword peak, and a depressing trend condensed at the foot of the mountain, and was torn open by the sharp edge of the battle word, straight into the nine heavens.

Some of the Eight Veins disciples sat cross-legged, they couldn't stand such a sharp aura, and their minds were greatly oppressed.

No one looked at the other side of the Lingxi anymore, because they couldn't take their eyes off, their cultivation was insufficient, and their sharp qi traced back to the origin, and even their Dao knowledge had to be shattered.

(To be continued)