The long wind howled over the mountain road.

The majestic mountains that were lifted up by the great divine power of Nirvana were suspended in the air ten feet above the ground, and from time to time rocks, sand and dust, and a foggy killing aura spread like a tornado.

And after Shen Yuanjun spoke, Zhu Mi did not react.

This Nirvana, who has always spared his life and even hid from Lu Sheng's limelight in the coffin for five hundred years, has been so tough for the first time in eight hundred years.

Holding up the majestic mountain with both hands, the linen robe kept shaking in the fierce wind.

His voice was also heard steadily in the wind.

"In terms of talent, you may be in the top 10 for 500 years. ”

"The old man has only seen it in his life, except for Lu Sheng, no one can stabilize you. ”

Along with Zhu Mi's words, there was a fine and noisy "noise" in the wind, and wisps of void sword qi invisible to the naked eye overflowed from the inside of the linen robe layer by layer, like a swimming fish at first, swept into the air, it was like a dragon, and quickly became thick, rippling around the old man in a circle, near and far away.

"But it's a pity...... You're going to die here today. ”

The first four words of Zhu Mi's voice gradually became smaller, and when he reached the latter sentence, outsiders could not hear it, it was more like his own muttering alone.

Fifty zhang away, Shen Yuanjun still had that calm and calm expression.

A wind blade suddenly exploded in front of him, and the sudden sword qi was as fast as thunder, and it couldn't be caught by the naked eye, only the shape of "nothingness" slashed through-

This sword qi exploded suddenly, sweeping towards Shen Yuanjun's back like fireworks, and at the same time erasing a semicircular arc barrier, the man sitting on the horse's back did not change his expression, he didn't even blink his eyelids, and dozens of explosive thunderbolts exploded in front of him in an instant.

Fifty zhang apart, the sword qi flashed away.

I don't see how Jumi moves.

I didn't see how Shen Yuan responded, but a faint golden flame ignited in his eyebrows.

The wildfire burned, and the sword qi of the Little Wuliang Mountain exploded in dozens and hundreds of ways, shattering continuously, and turning into a torrential rain in a row, completely outlining the outline of Shen Yuanjun's protective barrier, which was like an airtight barrier, no matter how the sword qi attacked, it never showed a flaw.

The first man in the north straightened his spine, and the big man was swept by the wind and rolled backwards—

Zhu Mi suddenly moved.

He clasped his palms together abruptly, and his raised hands suddenly clasped together.

Shen Yuanjun raised his head, and the two majestic giant mountains were lifted by Zhu Mi with the magic power of "moving mountains" and smashed towards him.

In the Nirvana realm, there are very few people who can move mountains, not to mention the sword cultivation who has never been able to temper his physique, because he has lived too long, so Da Sui's information about Zhu Mi is very old and very backward...... This "Great Sword Immortal" who sacrificed his body to steal the sky from the Holy Tomb of the Little Wuliang Mountain has not made a move for hundreds of years.

"Move the mountain!

The mountains roared loudly and fell like a millstone.

The original shape itself was like a withered Zhu Mi, and the moment he raised his arms, his big sleeves swollen into a circle, and the ground that his feet stepped on continued to explode with strong energy, the earth cracked, and the cobwebs shattered.

There were two dragons on his arms, and his snow-white eyebrows and hair were on fire, and the already small Shouyuan was burning desperately at this moment, in exchange for the peak of "a flash in the pan".

Zhu Mi's chest bulged, his back bones made a "click" dislocation sound, and the whole person became tall and strong, and the black linen robe was stretched out by the muscles.

He did his best to align the two mountains and smash them down—

In the midst of a loud rumbling bang.

Darkness engulfs the Abyssal King!

......

......

Shen Yuanjun raised his face expressionlessly

When he came out, his eyes were indifferently staring at the mountain that was getting closer and closer to him, and the shadow was getting bigger and bigger...... But there's still plenty of time.

Even if the mountains really fall to the top.

In a split second, he could get out of his horse.

People who have not experienced the battle of Tianhailou in the northern realm can't understand his "extreme speed in the world", let alone imagine the picture of him racing with the fire phoenix.

But now it's not the battle of Tianhailou.

After the battle with the White Emperor, only he knew what "happened" in Shen Yuanjun's body.

It only took one breath.

The Northern General made his own choice, and the Great Commander rolled up against his waist in the wind and air pressure, and Shen Yuanjun, who had always straightened his back, suddenly bent down, and the two mountains struck down at the same time, one left and one right.

One hand gently pressed on his mount, and instantly turned over, and at the same time ran around the horse, and a round sword light bloomed like thunder in the dark night—

The knife was as smooth as flowing water.

Shen Yuanjun had already shot out like an arrow off the bow, his speed was much slower than the battle of Tianhailou, in front of him were endless mountains and thick rocks, his left hand pressed on the hilt of the sword, his right hand drew the knife and turned his wrist, like chopping flowing water, it exploded the weight of moving mountains with ease, and the stone walls were cut open by the sword, and these stones mixed with the divinity of Jumina were broken like a river, and they were vulnerable to attack.

This man who was running "slowly" on the earth, like a cheetah, bowed his body, slashed a distance of fifty zhang in the retrograde, and came to Zhu Mi, who had climbed to the peak of the cultivation realm, and when the last stone wall was broken, the eyes of the two met.

"Boom".

Shen Yuanjun's throat was sweet, and a piece of armor scales exploded on his right shoulder without warning, blood burst out through his skin, and a heart-piercing pain surged into the Divine Sea, which was suppressed by him with incomparably strong willpower.

Under the black curtain was a hot and burning golden talisman armor.

Qianzhen always said that the senior brother is an impulsive person who uses the "power of Nirvana" at any cost.

It is this "impulsive" abyss that can support the General's Mansion in the north.

And what supports Shen Yuanjun is the talisman armor left by Shizun, which is now deeply integrated into his blood and bones.

After the battle with the White Emperor, his injuries had deteriorated very seriously, and he had reached the stage of "no cure" - Nirvana Realm cultivators were already the most powerful beings in the world, and if their injuries were so serious that they could not "heal themselves", then there was nothing that any of the doctors of the Holy Mountain in this world could do.

And this armor can allow him to continue to maintain the combat power of the Nirvana Realm at the cost of overdrawing his life.

Though...... It's not the pinnacle.

But at least you can swing a knife.

The right shoulder of the armor was shattered, but Shen Yuanjun's knife still swung out.

The majestic sword array of the Little Wuliang Mountain, as well as Zhu Mi, who had reenacted the pinnacle, were all overwhelmed by the magnificent sword light, the land shattered, the killing machine undulated, and the two mountains were left behind by Shen Yuanjun, and the tremor under the continuous sword intent alone shattered all the mountains raised by the mountain-moving technique, like a sandstorm sweeping backwards and exploding-

......

......

The grand sword light cut a hundred-foot ravine on the mountain road.

Such a knife was already extremely shocking, but it was a pity that compared to the power of the sword drawn by Shen Yuanjun at the moment when he stepped through Fengming Mountain...... It's not enough.

Shen Yuanjun drew his sword that day and directly killed the White Sea Demon Saint.

And today's knife wants to kill Nirvana...... It's still a long way off.

In the smoke and dust, the smell of blood overflowed.

One sits down

The young and sturdy figure in the rubble of the stones, his eyes shining red, half of his shoulder and flesh were cut into a blur, but he was laughing.

"Young" Zhu Mi stared at Shen Yuanjun after the knife, and his laughter broke the silence of the long night.

"Hahahaha......"

He smelled blood in the air.

And not just their own blood.

And also...... Shen Yuanjun's.

"You're bluffing. ”

The knife wound on his shoulder was very serious, even if he had long expected that Shen Yuanjun would draw the knife, Zhu Mi still couldn't dodge it, the hemp robe was shattered, the Dao fire burned, and the qi of that knife continued to penetrate into the wound, and then it was shattered by the fire of his nirvana, and wisps of smoke rose.

Zhu Mi smiled happily and said in a hoarse voice: "At the Northern Border Conference, you are deceiving people...... In a battle with the White Emperor, your body will not be able to withstand it for a long time. You have to make a move to dispel the suspicions of the crown prince, the Northern Territory Conference was held, so many Nirvana meetings, only by urging the General's Mansion to ban the art and suppress a certain Nirvana, can the Northern Territory continue to be strong. ”

He figured out all the causes and consequences at this moment, so he smiled very heartily and gloomily, "Everything after that is acting...... If you don't slap that slap when you pass by the Little Boundless Mountain, you're dead by now. ”

"Young Zhu Mi" slowly stood up, he pressed the knife wound on his shoulder with one hand, and with the force of his five fingers, the raging flames burned, the remaining strength of the knife was shattered, and the wound recovered, leaving only a faint scar.

"Shen Yuanjun, acting is so good, everyone has been deceived by you. He exclaimed expressionlessly, and said lightly: "But His Royal Highness Tiandu has seen through your tricks, and I didn't dare to take risks...... I didn't expect it to come true. ”

The young man Zhu Mi smiled and asked, "I will exchange my life with you, how long can you last, half a stick of incense, a stick of incense? Or in the process of drawing a knife, the forbidden technique collapses, and the whole body also collapses?"

Shen Yuanjun lowered his eyes, silently clutched the ancient sword with one hand, and at the same time, with the other hand, he pulled out the long sword in his scabbard, one sword after another, overlapping and pointing to the ground.

He asked softly, "You haven't thought about it, there is another possibility...... Before the forbidden spell collapses, I'll kill you directly. ”

The wind is loud and small.

Zhu Mi said softly: "I am such a person who is afraid of death, if I am not completely sure, how can I dare to face you alone?"

With these words, an extremely complex ancient formation flashed under the linen robe.

"The Lord behind me is a transcendent genius throughout the ages, only one step away from an immortal monument, covering countless saints of the ages. ”

Zhu Mi regained his jet-black hair, taking on a flame-like green color.

His aura was still rising, and it had climbed to a level that even Shen Yuanjun found "tricky...... This old man, who sacrificed his coffin for 800 years, obviously got an extremely terrifying creation.

What kind of existence should be able to make a Nirvana so praised?

Shen Yuanjun frowned.

"You should know that...... The person who really wants to test your depth tonight is not me, but the prince. ”

Zhu Mi, who was burning with green flames all over his body, stretched out a finger and pointed in the direction of the Heavenly Capital Imperial City in the distance.

"The iron law has been retracted, the law has receded, and we can meet here. ”

Zhu Mi pointed sideways at his back again, and said, "Yan Xiling, if you can't catch up, Ning Yi will die." You're all losing tonight. Will His Highness the Crown Prince let you live?"

This Holy Mountain Ancestor stared at Shen Yuanjun and suddenly smiled.

Zhu Mi said word by word: "Even if I can kill you, I won't kill you, I will consume you...... Wait for the Nirvana of the Red River to come. Tonight's win is decided. ”