In the black crack, the old man of the Purgatory Blood Sect became extremely serious after Meng Yanshuang defeated the powerhouses of the three sects, his eyes were firmly locked on Meng Yanshuang, and he said coldly: "Unexpectedly, he has come to this point, no matter what, he must die today." ”

As he spoke, the old man took a step forward, a strong gust of air rose from under his feet, and his clothes were rustled.

But at this time, the person next to him whispered: "Hugh the door master and slow." I think it's better to wait, you and I are tasked with protecting that little lady today, and the temper of that little lady you know, she has been planning for five years for today, if we take her first opportunity, we will have to suffer in the future, you know, she is our sect master"

Obviously, the middle-aged man's words worked, the old man known as the master of the door stopped moving, his whole body was full of momentum, and in an instant he seemed to become an ordinary old man, he shook his head helplessly, and sighed: "Hey, what the master of the Jingmen reminds is that then let this kid live a little longer." ”

Speaking of Meng Yanshuang's strength has been described by the sky, he already has all the characteristics to become the protagonist, handsome, temperamental, profound, with legendary deeds, or a person with a story, although the cultivation is not said to be through the sky, but it is enough to cross one-third of the world, the key is that he is still very young, if he can retreat this time, it will not take long for him to step into the legendary realm of heaven and earth, and achieve the most holy immortals, if there is no change, he will become a symbol of this era, but unfortunately, Ling Yun is the real protagonist。

Compared to Meng Yanshuang, Ling Yun is not bad, if he was not in the era of the end of the law in his previous life, his achievements will never be inferior to Meng Yanshuang.

Let's go a little far, back to the point.

The confrontation in the air had ended, and Meng Yanshuang's sword had never moved from beginning to end.

Shot twice, the two groups of people from the Soul Cultivation Sect and the Ghost Control Sect were abolished respectively, and the sect master of the Corpse Sect was hit hard, and it seemed that it would be impossible to participate in the battle for a while, only the five protectors of the Wuji Sect were only damaged by the natal flying sword, and their minds were slightly affected, and they still had the strength to fight.

The people of the Wuji Sect were preserved, not that they were stronger than others, but the attack methods were different, plus they and Meng Yanshuang were from the same origin, and they were both sword cultivators, so they naturally had a little more ability to deal with it.

However, the five protectors of the Wuji Sect did not seem to be in a hurry to take back their respective real names flying swords, but pinched again after the flying sword was knocked away, the flying sword surrounded Meng Yanshuang in five different directions, the tips of the five swords were aimed at Meng Yanshuang, and each sword flashed with a different luster, some red, some blue, some green, some golden, some brown, the brilliance became more and more dazzling, and finally connected into a fast, like a colorful aura trapped Meng Yanshuang in the center.

"Gold, wood, water, fire, earth, the Five Elements Breath Sword Formation!" Meng Yanshuang said softly.

The five major protectors of the Wuji Sect have five elements of physique attributes, and the combination of true elements between them will create a natural formation that is mutually restrictive and attracts each other, and those who are in the array, unless there is a force against the sky to break this balance, it is difficult to break away from it and escape.

Looking at Meng Yanshuang again, his tone was calm, there was no wave on his face, he just gently raised the frost and snow sword in his hand, and then swiped to the side very casually.

"Buzz"

There was a buzz, and the multicolored aura around Meng Yanshuang disappeared in an instant, and instead the five broken flying swords were constantly trembling in place, if you looked closely, you would find that the body surface of these five flying swords was attached to a thin layer of hoarfrost.

The faces of the five great protectors of the Wuji Sect changed in unison, no matter how they pinched the trick, their flying swords did not obey the call, as if they were imprisoned by something.

Although the five of them were all top-level sword cultivators, the current scene was beyond their cognition, in their opinion, what Meng Yanshuang was using was swordsmanship, and this feeling was like absolute control over everything

"What is this?" asked a Dharma protector of the Wuji Sect.

Meng Yanshuang glanced at him lightly, stretched out his left hand forward, and said, "Ice Sword Intent, Zero Degree!"

As soon as the words fell, Meng Yanshuang's left hand pushed forward, and the five flying swords surrounding Meng Yanshuang's body instantly broke, and the remains of the flying swords stabbed towards their owners at a rapid speed under the traction of some force.

"It's not good to retreat quickly, follow the clouds!"

The five Dharma Protectors were taken aback, they reacted extremely quickly, they immediately used the Clouds to Surprise Steps, in a vain attempt to avoid it, but at this time, they were horrified to find that their legs had lost sensation at some point, and no matter how hard they tried, there was no reaction.

The fragments of the flying sword were getting closer and closer, and seeing that their bodies were about to be penetrated by the countless fragments, at this critical moment, a hundred feet of flame Changhong fell from the sky, directly rushing towards Meng Yanshuang, the appearance of the pillar of fire made the temperature of the whole field rise rapidly, under the blazing temperature, the ice crystal road condensed under Meng Yanshuang's feet actually began to melt into water, swaying down from the air like rain.

At the same time, the five protectors of the Wuji Sect found that they had regained consciousness on their legs, and the touch on their legs was cold, as if something was melting, and just when the fragments were about to get closer, their legs were completely freed, and the five people disappeared in an instant at the same time, and the next moment their bodies appeared a few meters away, just avoiding the fragments of the flying sword.

Looking at Meng Yanshuang again, the appearance of the flame Changhong surprised him a little, but he didn't panic, Meng Yanshuang unhurriedly raised his sword and danced a sword flower in the air, with his movements, the water that fell after the original ice crystal bridge melted suddenly flowed backwards, converging in the sky above Meng Yanshuang, the scorching temperature gradually decreased, and the water turned into crystallization and turned into snow, the difference is that the snowflakes are not falling, but surging.

Countless snowflakes gathered together and condensed each other, turning into a ball of ice ball that was enough to shade the sun, when the flame Changhong was less than a hundred feet away from Meng Yanshuang, Meng Yanshuang's long sword stabbed upward, the sword entered the ice, and in an instant an ice dragon rushed out of the ice ball, the ice dragon became longer and longer, and the ice ball became smaller and smaller.

The ice ball disappeared and turned into a dragon's tail, and the ice dragon and the flame Changhong collided violently in the air, only to hear the sound of "z", and a large area of water vapor caused the entire sky to be filled with white, at first glance, it seemed like a cloud of white clouds that could not be seen.

Ling Yun's vision was blocked, and he could faintly see that the red light behind the white clouds did not seem to have disappeared.

"Why does this feel so familiar to a hundred-foot rainbow?" Ling Yun couldn't help frowning as he looked at the misty sky.

After only a moment, the water vapor in the air suddenly disappeared, as if it had evaporated out of thin air, and then looked at Meng Yanshuang, he was still standing in place, but his expression was no longer indifferent, a trace of flushing appeared on his face and he was slightly panting, and in front of him, I don't know when, a red-clothed girl with a strange long sword appeared.

When Ling Yun saw the long sword in the girl's hand, his eyes widened, and he couldn't help but exclaim, "Nanming is away from the fire!" (To be continued.) )