Chapter Seventy-Three: The Battle of Swords and Demons

For the first time, the sword runs through Changhong!

A strong sword qi like a violent wind gushed out, and the next moment, a vacuum appeared around Dongfang Weiming's body. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

A sword intent that destroys everything and destroys everything gushes out.

"It's not good, retreat!"

This time, although he couldn't see everything on the Fighting Stage, this would not prevent the disciples of the Shangqing Sect who were still insisting near the Fighting Platform from retreating quickly one by one.

The sword is my body, and my body is the sword.

The long sword in Dongfang Weiming's hand was unsheathed at some point, and the white mang, which was more dazzling than the scorching sun, suddenly issued from Dongfang Weiming's hand.

The next moment, Dongfang Weiming's whole person had been completely submerged by this white mang, becoming smaller, and then mixed with the white mang, turning into a sword light, and suddenly broke through the air.

The supreme heart sword, there is a sword in the hand, and there is also a sword in the heart.

There was a loud "boom", as if a meteorite flying from the sky hit the halfway point of a high mountain.

The violent crashing sounds, the sound of collapse, the whistling sound, one after another, overshadowed the wave.

On the battle platform, in the blink of an eye, the scene has become a world of sword light, the sea of whistling sounds, and the battle platform, which was originally completely shrouded by the dark fog of the Yellow Spring, has become clear under the sword roar of the unknown east.

"Why don't you cross, yin and yang are reversed!"

In the face of the unclear method of the integration of body and sword in the east, Chen Bailu urged the White Bone Spirit Bridge to the extreme, shuttling between the tangible and invisible, and within a moment, it was to move in the air, changing rapidly.

However, the unclear body and sword unity in the East is a secret method similar to the true spirit method of ten thousand beasts, once it is cast, the human sword turns into a rainbow light, and where the heart goes, it is where the sword light reaches. It comes and goes like electricity, hurts people without a trace, and is the most swift.

All of a sudden, on the entire battle platform, there seemed to be the shadow of Dongfang Weiming and Chen Bailu everywhere, and there seemed to be no shadow of Dongfang Weiming and Chen Bailu everywhere.

The art of the unity of body and sword, and the method of entering and exiting yin and yang with the white bone spirit bridge.

After a loud "bang", the next moment, Chen Bailu's White Bone Spirit Bridge and Dongfang Weiming suddenly showed their respective figures.

"Sword slaughter!"

"Demon Soul Devouring the Sky!"

Same time, same choice.

The next moment, a rotating yin and yang fish suddenly appeared in the headspace of the battle platform.

Half of it is sword qi, endless and colorful, but in each sword qi, it is full of the most terrifying destructive power.

The other half is an endless roaring demon soul, each with a hideous face, a virtual and wishful demon body, and the power of resentment that almost condenses into substance.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Like a torrent in the battlefield, the surging sword qi and the roaring demon soul were blessed, and under the blessing of the indomitable momentum, they headed towards each other in waves.

Collide, fight, annihilate.

The number of sword qi and demon souls is getting smaller and smaller, but whether it is the remaining sword qi or the remaining demon souls, it seems that they have become more powerful.

"Is it going to be a decisive victory?Killing Immortal Sword Intent, and the White Bone Spirit Bridge that can almost cast the magical power of the Nai He Bridge......"

"Neither of them has broken through to the seventh-layer heart fire realm of qi refining, but at this time, the strength they burst out is no longer below that of ordinary seventh-layer qi refining disciples.

Half a year later, the strength of the two will inevitably go to the next level, and when the time comes, they will definitely be two strong rivals!"

Just when everyone was thinking about it one by one, few people noticed that not far away, Qin Hao's lonely figure was hiding in a dark corner.

His appearance no longer looked like he was in high spirits, and a pair of eyes flashed with a palpitating light, staring at the battle platform, or rather, staring at the white bone spirit bridge above the battle platform.

"Damn, Chen Bailu, a lowly thing, actually gained power and climbed up, and was appreciated by the real person in charge.

The head of the sect is also confused, with his Chen Bailu's qualifications, even if he has taken any shit luck, it is not worth any training, and he should not pin the hope of the Gang Secret Realm on him.

This Oriental Unknown, and it's really a waste, relying on the background of Forgetting Peak on weekdays, showing off his might to us and snatching my phantom wave blood bat.

As a result, he didn't use it, but he gave it to Chen Bailu for nothing, and instead achieved the other party's White Bone Spirit Bridge and the Road to Heaven, damn, hateful!"

And at this moment, Dongfang Weiming and Chen Bailu suddenly shouted in unison.

But I saw a strange giant sword that was not copper, iron, or steel, and a pitch-black demon soul with thousands of faces and thousands of hands and feet condensed in front of the two of them.

The cold eyes and the relentless wind were the best blows and the worst blows for Dongfang Weiming and Chen Bailu. It seems that the victory or defeat will be revealed at this moment.

Roaring demon spirits obscured the sky and the sun, and sharp swords pierced the sky.

Although he has not yet been contacted, that kind of oppressive atmosphere has already made the disciples of the Shangqing faction around the Zhengfeng Platform feel the same feeling one by one, and they can't emit the slightest atmosphere.

Collision, destruction, unimaginably huge force ignited the aura on the battle platform, and in the void, the raging flames sounded like thunder.

and, each of them suffered a backlash, and Dongfang Weiming and Chen Bailu flew out upside down.

"What's the situation, who wins?"

A disciple of the Shangqing Sect wearing a strange statue on his back couldn't help but lean out, wanting to see what was going on, but unfortunately, what came from the winning face was a boundless wave of qi mixed with sword qi and demonic qi.

"Boom!"

A distant and thick bell rang out, and the next moment, the terrifying wave of qi that swept out from the arena seemed to have been immobilized. Instantly froze together, and the distance between the disciple who was carrying the statue on his back would be a foot away.

Even that disciple could clearly sense what terrifying power was contained in that condensed qi wave.

But as the bell slowly dissipated, the next moment, the terrifying power triggered by Dongfang Weiming and Chen Bailu quietly disappeared between heaven and earth like evaporating water vapor.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

With a series of long coughs, Dongfang Weiming leaned on the long sword in his hand and slowly stood up.

Not far away, Chen Bailu's appearance seemed to be much better than him, after all, although he had not urged the Ten Thousand Beasts True Spirit Method. However, the monks who cultivated the Ten Thousand Beasts True Spirit Method themselves were much better than ordinary monks in terms of physical strength.

Therefore, the injuries suffered by Chen Bailu this time are smaller than those of Dongfang Weiming.

"You've won!"

Chen Bailu looked at Dongfang Weiming, and suddenly said with a smile.

"I won, I won......"

Muttering to himself, the next moment, a mighty sword intent suddenly condensed from all directions, converging on Dongfang Weiming's body.

The swordsman fights a hundred battles, is indomitable, if he is not victorious, he will be broken, and if he is not defeated, he will be mang!