Cloud City Weiyang Lake

The wind and clouds are moving, and the sword light is like a shadow.

At this time, it has been a full hour since the Yellow Robe of the Chixiao Sect performed the "Great Wind Sword Song".

The clouds and shadows on Weiyang Lake change, and the water mist is churning.

The piercing sound of sword clashing was endless, like the sound of river waves hitting the reef. Occasionally, the aftermath of the sword qi and sword fell, and the ground cracked and flew sand wherever it passed, shocking the bustling monks near Weiyang Lake into chaos.

Rao is like this, and there are more foundation-building repairs in the Eastern Regions that are flocking to Weiyang Lake in Cloud City.

I don't know when, the sky is cloudy, there is no thunder, only a slightly cool wind. After a while, the smoke and rain were dripping, and the sea of fog was overflowing.

On the official road of the city gate of Yuncheng, a rush of footsteps came from far and near.

After a few breaths, the two of them came in a hurry, and the visitor glanced at the restaurant hall that was full of guests in the past, but now it is full of people, and couldn't help but glare fiercely at the man who came together.

"What about that Ziji real person appearing, just as the so-called gentleman does not stand under the dangerous wall, you must know that junior brother, your divine thoughts have been destroyed three times by the aftermath of the Jindan Fighting Method——"

The man beside him couldn't deny it, but the hand holding him tighter, and the escape method under his feet became faster and faster.

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Such a scene is staged everywhere in the huge cloud city.

Many of the cultivators who affected the pond fish, the thoughts of the gods and souls were extinguished, and without complaint, they frantically flocked to Weiyang Lake again like moths to a fire.

And the figures above the lake are like waterfalls.

"Brother Wang, with the combat power of the Star Lord, how could he be entangled with this person for an hour?"

The person who spoke was shrouded in a black robe, and his whole face was hidden in the darkness, and he couldn't see his face clearly, but the voice of his words was hearty. On his side, there were also more than ten black-robed people standing still, all looking up at the battle in the Jindan Realm in the sky.

The aftermath of mana, sword qi and sword light poured into the wind and rain, and occasionally rolled up the black robes worn by these people, revealing the blood-red battle armor.

This battle armor is clearly the armor of the Blood Floating Slaughter under the command of Yun Wubei!

"What Brother Nie said is extremely true, with the Star Lord's Dao cultivation, if you want to kill this person, it will only be instantaneous. ”

The jade-faced scholar Wang Lun was dressed in a black robe, hunting in the wind, and the long sword in his hand reached the ground, as steady as Mount Tai. The shadow covered by the hood hid his handsome face in the blurred darkness, and he lost the gentle swaying style of the feather fan in the past, but at this moment it suddenly became a little more solemn and calm.

When the words fell, Wang Lun's eyes showed a look of reminiscence.

A long time ago, in the dispute over the Tongtian Monument, he Wang Lun was standing on the sixth floor of Weiyang Pavilion, as the descendant of Qingxin Pavilion, he seemed to be high-spirited, but in fact, the people in the sect were moving and struggling.

When it was, he was forced by the people of the sect to compete for the Mixed Yuan Dan. Several big wars, several life and death; Now he is still on the shore of Weiyang Lake, but he Wang Lun is already a cultivator of Jindan, with innate killing sword intent, commanding hundreds of thousands of male soldiers, and entrenched in the northern land.

Thoughts were flying, Wang Lun tightened his grip on Qingfeng's hand, bowed slightly to the more than ten people around him, and said with a smile: "The stargazing master sword move should be a new method obtained after entering the Listening Cloud Sect. Being able to kill this person in an instant has been fighting for so long, and the star lord is not suspected of practicing swords. Look—"

As soon as he raised his arm, there was a sword qi venting in the direction he was pointing, and Hao Haoran hit the waves of more than 100 zhang falling into the sky, and the ripples on the surface of Weiyang Lake were a few zhang at first.

"The military master is reasonable, according to the deity's opinion, at the beginning, the sword qi rushed into the sky, and the aftermath could instantly kill more than 100 people watching the battle, and the sword qi could penetrate the bottom of Weiyang Lake; Now that the leaked sword qi has been sharply reduced by ninety percent, the occasional aftermath is cathartic, but it is only a flash of relief. The Star Lord's attainments in this sword path have become more and more profound. ”

Qing Song's face was indifferent, but his face was full of energy!

The power of blood in the body is gone, and all the inferior exercises cultivated in the past years have been replaced by the inheritance of the Greedy Wolf Star Palace, and the cultivation of the Tao has not decreased but increased, in less than a year, the Xuantian Palace has been in the Great Array of Returning to the Yuan for nearly twenty years, and its cultivation realm is impressively close to the Great Perfection of the Jindan Realm.

Now, he Qingsong has more hope for a baby!

The only thing that made him unhappy was that in the past, the Xuanyin Golden Pill was overhauled and forbidden, and it was also a fast improvement.

Thinking of this, Qing Song subconsciously glanced at the forbidden real person beside him, only to see that this person was looking into the distance for a long time, but there was a faint murderous intent brewing in his plain eyes.

Sure enough, not long after Qingsong's words fell, Yu Ban bowed slightly, and sneered: "A Jin Dan of the 1,500th rank sent by the Heavenly Cloud Road for more than ten days dares to besiege the Star Lord on this Weiyang Lake, and he should be killed!"

Just as he was about to speak, the situation over Weiyang Lake suddenly changed!

In the midst of the storm and smoke, Yun Wubei closed his eyes and lowered his head, and the sword finger was tapped in front of him again and again, and more than 300 sword styles in "Mixed Yuan Xuantian Jin" were found, sometimes split and sometimes combined, and suddenly a sword obliquely knocked the sword shadow away, and suddenly split Huashan and bloomed with heavy blue light.

On the other hand, the shadow of the sword hidden in the blue light of the wind has been declining after an hour of fierce battle!

"What a weird kendo extraordinary!"

The Jin Dan of the Chixiao Sect was hidden in the clouds, and after a fierce battle, he felt exhausted, and the mana in his body was already very little. That's not it, what makes it even more uncomfortable is that there is no sword light to sweep in, and after knocking away his own sword shadow, there will be a strange force attacking his body along the trajectory of Xuanao.

This power devours the assimilation mana, and the place it passes through is extremely fierce, urging the flesh and blood meridians in its body, if it weren't for the strength of his own Jin Dan's body, and the refining of the Heavenly Fire of the Chixiao Sect, I am afraid that he would have been defeated at this moment!

Just thinking about it, he suddenly saw Yun Wubei in the extreme distance, and he was stunned, and immediately swung out a knife without hesitation.

At the same time, Yun Wubei's ears also heard the cold voice of the old demon of Qingdai.

"The old man was ordered to collect the moon into the greedy wolf, and after entering the secret realm of Cloud City, he found that this person did not know where to go, and only a wisp of breath remained. ”

"Qing Yue doesn't know where to go in the secret realm of Cloud City?"

Yun Wubei waved away the sword shadow, his brows suddenly frowned, and he secretly thought: "If you want to really go out of the cloud road, you must pass through the gates on all sides of Cloud City. As far as I know, there is no connection between the secret realm of Cloud City and the outer world, so how can I not know where to go?"

However, he has already seen the Taoism of the old demon of Qingdai, and said that he didn't know where to go, so presumably Qingyue was definitely not in the secret realm of Cloud City.

As soon as he thought of this, Yun Wubei was bored.

And after an hour of sword moves against the enemy, he has a deeper understanding of "Mixed Yuan Xuantian Jin", but it is meaningless to drag it on.

Thinking of this, Yun Wubei's eyes flashed with light, and the momentum of his whole body changed suddenly, and the sword rolled back and fell into his palm, and in an instant, a dazzling light rose to the sky.

At this moment, the yellow-robed Jin Dan hidden in the clouds suddenly tightened his mind, only to feel that an extremely dangerous qi machine locked him far away. This kind of perception was only experienced more than 100 years ago when it was on the verge of despair!

"Fellow Daoists, stay, the deity admits defeat!"

The cold in the body rose, and the Chixiao Jindan suddenly dispersed the clouds and mist around him, and the big knife was put into the scabbard, and his body turned upside down, flying upside down for hundreds of zhang. It was only at this time that he had time to carefully look at Yun Wushuang, who was still standing proudly in the sky.

Seeing that this person looked calm and relaxed, he saw that his mana fluctuations were still full and majestic; On the other hand, although he has no appearance of embarrassment, he is already strong in his body.

With a wry smile, the Chixiao Sect Jin Dan grabbed the bitterness, and saluted Yun Wubei from afar, "The magic power of the Purple Pole Daoist is high, and the poor Dao is convinced." Then he withdrew from the cloud road and no longer paid attention to the affairs of Zhao Guo. ”

The words fell, and the killing intent in Yun Wu's eyes was still blazing in the corner of his eyes, and he immediately bowed, ignoring the uproar and astonishment of the countless foundations below, and swept towards the gate of Cloud City, disappearing into the sky.

Until this time, the cultivators of Cloud City were boiling violently.

For many monks who have built the foundation realm, the battle for Jindan is already a high mountain.

Those Jindan realm real people who are rare to see on weekdays and whose eyes are above the top, which one is not a deep and simple person who cultivates hard. How rare is this kind of golden pill to see a big war?

And the previous battle method can be described as a sudden drop in Huanghuang Tianwei!

Don't you see the hundreds of monks and gods disappearing in the aftermath of the fighting method? Weiyang Lake, which was originally peaceful and quiet, can be described as a ruin and a mess at this moment.

Among the countless people who built the foundation with flushed faces and longing in their eyes.

Chu Tianqi tightened his black robe, unconsciously stroked the eyebrow stick on his waist, looked at the Chixiao Sect Jin Dan who fled in embarrassment, and couldn't help but smile and said: "Hey, this one is smart, and he will take a step late, so as not to fall here." ”

The sound of laughter came out, and it was drowned out in the noisy boiling sound.

Chu Tianqi shook his head with a smile and looked up, but when he saw that the sky was cloudless, he nodded slightly towards himself and the others, and his body fell from the sky.

At this moment, a sneer suddenly came from the sky.

"Purple Pole Daoist, where to go!"