The moon stands in the sky, the cold chill is even more terrifying, and the surrounding flowers and trees are all covered with a layer of frost, just like the frost and snow in winter, everything is dead and silent, and all are withering.

Everyone looked at the two in the air intently, knowing in their hearts that the first all-out fight between the two just now was that Yan Nantian had the upper hand. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Even if Ying Yue's hearing is unparalleled in the world, even if her light skills are ethereal, her body is as light as a swallow, and she is void in the sky, under Yan Nantian's domineering sword, even if the palm changes are complicated, the flying clouds are changing, light and extremely graceful, it cannot stop the power of this sword.

Seeing this battle, Song Que said lightly: "The power of condensing Qiankun is incorporated into your own body, and you can enter the Tao with martial arts." Yan Nantian's swordsmanship may not be the strongest, but it is definitely the most fierce and domineering. In this battle, if the Lord of the Inviting Moon Palace is unable to restrain Yan Nantian's swordsmanship, he is afraid that it will be dangerous. With his realm, he can naturally see the advantages and disadvantages of the two, although he did not say who won and who lost at the moment, but the balance of victory in his heart was already biased towards Yan Nantian.

Yan Nan Tianyun sword stands, like a mainstay, as steady as a rock of Mount Tai, an iron bucket, not leaking, the corners of his mouth are bleeding from his palms because of the body bearing the moon, but there is no frustration on his face, because the blow just now is his own advantage. Ying Yue's injury was far more serious than his own, the long sword in Yan Nantian's hand rolled back, the sound and shadow moved, the sword light was dazzling, as if there was a thunder and lightning lingering around the sword body, moving with the wind, straight forward, the sword qi pierced the void, and blasted towards Ying Yue with all his strength.

Invite Yue's eyes flashed coldly, she was still angry about the failure of the blow just now, no longer hesitated, elegant as a fairy, her clothes fluttered, like riding the wind. The palms were slapped out, and the hands seemed to have turned into seven or eight pairs of hands, only to feel that there were palm shadows everywhere in front of him, and he couldn't tell which was just real and that was just virtual, and he didn't know how to parry and dodge. But that's just for ordinary people, Yan Nantian's wedding dress is running with internal force, a sword falls, and the sword edge has not arrived, but he has already felt a pressure coming from the mountains and seas, like a flame-like heat hitting his face, a volcano erupting, destroying the world and destroying the withered and decaying.

"Bang~" The sword clashed, and in an instant, there was a sonorous sound, radiant, and the sparks of strength and sword body friction spurted out, and the power of the explosion was extremely strong, overwhelming, destroying everything, and Ying Yue was repelled by the long sword again, and the anger in her heart was even worse, her cold eyes flashed, and she looked at Yan Nantian in a daze, she only felt strong, the strength was so strong that it was unreasonable, as soon as she came into contact, it was overwhelming, and thousands of huge waves swept over, violent, fierce, domineering, invincible, invincible, and invincible.

In the face of an opponent like Yan Nantian, in the face of such a swordsmanship, no one dared to fight in close quarters. It's just that with the pride of Invite Yue, will she retreat? With the light skill of the Shifting Flower Palace, if Invite Yue avoids and fights with a flexible body, it may be a different scene.

Invite Yue's eyes were uncertain, and in the end, she was sure and blasted directly towards Yan Nantian. She will never admit defeat, this is where her belief in victory lies, and he found that Yan Nantian's internal strength is deep and not below her. The figure of the moon moved, like a fairy riding the wind, fluttering. The shot was like lightning and thunder, and it exploded violently, and the palm wind reached it, and the flowers and trees all rose with the wind, following the palm wind.

Yan Nantian stood with a horizontal sword, and when the moon was close, he strode forward, and the long sword in his hand danced with it, vertical and horizontal, clumsy, the attack was unstoppable, indestructible, and the defense was as solid as a rock, splashing water and not entering. I saw the long sword in the air spinning, stabbing straight at the moon. See the magic in the plain, and see the power in the solid. Plain and simple, but deep in the power of ten thousand jun, the sword light is like thunder and lightning, the sword is fierce, and the power is earth-shattering.

Above the sky, the long sword groaned, and in an instant, there were thousands of sword shadows overlapping, falling like raindrops like snowflakes, enveloping the attacking Moon in the sword net.

Invite Yue's eyes were cold, a killing machine flew out, only to feel that there were sword shadows in all directions, and the sword qi was everywhere, like a big net wrapping itself, Invite Yue snorted, flipped in the air, and shouted: "Transferring flowers and catching jade", both palms were slapped out, the figure disappeared, and it was already the place where Yan Nantian's long sword was about to fall again, Invite Yue looked at the sword body that was about to fall, and with a float of his palm, he moved Yan Nantian's attack elsewhere, and at the same time dismissed part of the power from Yan Nantian's body.

"What a 'Shifting Flower and Jade', in the face of such a terrifying blow from Yannan Tianyan Hero, he can still move at will, which is worthy of being a mastery of the Shifting Flower Palace. Everyone was full of praise when they saw that Ying Yue had dissolved this sword so easily. Even Han Fei was taken aback. On that day, he fought against the two of them, and he had also seen the extraordinaryness of [Transferring Flowers and Jade] with his own eyes, but compared with Inviting Moon's, Pixing's [Transferring Flowers and Connecting Jade] was really small and could not be compared. However, Han Fei thought about it carefully and knew that the mastery of this Jianghu was only able to exert its power by the great grandmaster, even if the merciful star was infinitely close to the great grandmaster, he could only play six or seven points.

If he faced the palm of Invite Yue, Han Fei estimated that he didn't even know a move, and all the ants under the great grandmaster were ants. Although there are no exceptions, in general, this statement is the truth. With Han Fei's current strength, in the face of an ordinary great grandmaster, Yizhongtian, he may be able to insist on ten moves and eight moves, and in the face of Zhu ignoring such a pseudo-great grandmaster, there is a chance of winning, and it is not a problem to insist on dozens of moves with all his might. It's just that if Na Zhu ignores the comparison, then it's too unambitious.

In the air, Yan Nantian's move was broken, and the next move has struck again, this time the power is more majestic and domineering, the long sword goes straight into the sky, and with a stroke of two fingers, the wind and clouds suddenly converge, and the wind and rain in the sky are coming, flying sand and stones. In an instant, a sword slashed, carrying the power of ten thousand jun, shaking the heavens and the earth, like opening the heavens and the earth, the axe split Huashan, the sword blade fell, directly locking the moon and inviting the moon.

[Divine Sword Duel] and [Transferring Flowers and Connecting Jade] are the same level of martial arts, and now both of them are attacking with all their might, even if Invite Yue is strong and flexible, the fierce palm wind that shakes the heavens and the earth cannot be transferred by Yan Nantian's attack. Seeing that the long sword was about to fall, there was no way to avoid it, and Ying Yue could only resist with his palm.

"Boom!"

There was a loud roar, and a white-clothed figure flew out upside down, and a cold light flashed, instantly flattening the small mountain range in front of him, and the sword formed by the condensation of the power of heaven and earth was terrifying. The afterglow did not stop, and it also flew towards the people in the rivers and lakes who were watching, and everyone was shocked and retreated sharply, but not everyone had the ability to escape, only to hear the cold light flashing, and the screams were endless. The people who escaped with their lives saw the corpse that fell in front of them, and their hearts palpitated, and at this moment they really felt the battle between the great grandmasters, and not everyone could watch it. Moreover, the people who came here were all good players in the rivers and lakes, and their lowest strength was in the Shangqing Realm, and now they couldn't bear the sword light emitted. Everyone thought they were standing far enough, but they still underestimated the power of this battle.

Invite Yue flew out upside down, but it also diverted most of Yan Nantian's attack, and the power of the rejection also injured Yan Nantian, Yan Nantian spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his blazing eyes became more and more fierce, and he attacked Invite Yue again. This time, Yan Nantian's hands kept waving, not only a sword was issued, but more than a dozen sword rays fell, the sword style was endless, like the tide of the shore, the power was getting bigger and bigger, in an instant, the heaven and the earth roared, the huge thunder exploded, Yan Nantian had no foreign objects in his eyes, only Invite Yue alone.

Song Que was shocked and exclaimed: "Wonderful ginseng creation, no sword and no self." No trace, no indestructible. Yan Nantian's sword has reached the realm of "no one, no self, no forget", if his strength goes further, even the old man is not fully sure to catch this sword. It's a pity that Yan Nantian is not a person who cultivates swords, otherwise the old man's whetstone will definitely have Yan Nantian's name, and it will be the first. ”

Seeing this scene, Lian Xing exclaimed: "Sister~~" If he hadn't known that he would definitely die if he went up, Lian Xing would have already run up to block Yan Nantian's sword.

However, Ying Yue had no intention of caring about Pixing's shouting at the moment, because Yan Nantian's endless sword moves bombarded her, where did she still have the mind to distract from external objects. Yan Nantian's sword was as fast as a meteor, and Ying Yue could only jump up, and the posture of riding the wind greeted Yan Nantian's sword. "Bang!" the two clashed with their swords, staggering past, and the blood floating in the air was also beautiful.

Ying Yue only felt a burst of pain coming, and there was no pain in her whole body, as if she was about to fall apart. His expression was sluggish, blood stained his clothes red, and he turned around with difficulty, his eyes still cold and looking at Yan Nantian in front of him.

Yan Nantian also spurted out a mouthful of blood, his arms trembled a little, and he only held the long sword that had been inserted into the ground to prevent himself from falling. Secretly lucky, pressed the injury, shook his wrist, and took out the sword again.

The long sword shock, whether it is strength or speed, is far inferior to Yan Nantian's sword move just now, but for a person who has been unable to move, this sword is enough to kill.

Seeing that Ying Yue was about to fall under the sword, Lian Xing shouted: "Don't~~" The figure moved, wanting to rush over to the rescue. It's just that a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, it was Han Fei. Lian Xing was desperate at the moment, and struck with a wave of his palm, hoping to force Han Fei away. But is it so easy for Han Fei to be broken through? Even though Pixing's speed is amazing, and his light skills are like ghosts, Han Fei is also not weak, and his body is also Han Fei's strength, and he follows him like a shadow, and once again stops in front of Pixing.

After Han Fei's resistance, Lian Xing had no time to rush to the rescue, so he could only watch Invite Yue die under Yan Nantian's sword.

"No!" Mercy Xing's face was like ashes, and his body seemed to be hollowed out, and he fell to the ground with a bang.