The exclamation came suddenly, and Yun'er's figure also turned into light smoke and shrank into the light cloud sword. Zhuang Wudao was alarmed in his heart and looked behind him. I found that it was not only people who came, but also a blood-red flying sword!

This person was 2,000 zhang away, and he was sensed by Yun'er. However, the speed of the escape is really beyond the world. It only took three breaths to pass through this entire thousand zhang land and reach Zhuang Wudao's back.

And just after discovering Zhuang Wudao's figure, this person did not hesitate, and locked him with his divine thoughts. Man and sword merge, Fei Ling slashes!

After being reminded by Yun'er, Zhuang Wudao didn't have time to react at all, and the blood-red sword light had already reached a hundred feet behind him. The tip of the sword is full of energy, reaching ten feet, showing that the person holding the sword is strong and powerful, and the vast true yuan is like the sea of waves. And that sharp sword intent was like a sharp cone, breaking into Zhuang Wudao's eyebrows!

Zhuang Wudao only felt that as soon as the sea of souls exploded, he was like an incomparably sharp weapon that penetrated in.

However, fortunately, this person's mental power has not surpassed the level of Qi cultivation realm too much.

This is a Jindan powerhouse! This thought flashed through his mind, and Zhuang Wudao didn't think about it, he had already used the boxing technique that he had studied the most in the recent period of time, and was also the most familiar.

"Move the flowers and trees, give me back!"

Zhuang Wudao's intent suddenly erupted, and Xing Wuji and the shattered mountains and rivers fist intent were integrated, and the sword intent that stabbed directly was completely dispersed.

At the same time, a layer of incomparably thick magnetic yuan was densely packed around the body in an instant. The fist led to the crimson sword light head-on, and it slammed out with a punch!

With the blessing of the world's demonic energy, the mighty punch of the ultimate four hundred elephant power directly smashed the sword gang. But at the moment when his fist and the crimson blood sword were staggered head-on. But it suddenly changed, and it was leaked, attracting energy.

Even if Zhuang Wudao usually practiced, this boxing fight that felt extremely difficult was extremely smooth and perfect under the pressure of life and death at this moment.

Unleashed the fierce sword power, and then swam around the magnetic Yuan Gang around him. Even with the naked eye, you can see the fluctuations of Qi Gang outside Zhuang Wudao's body.

Only one lap later, the sword power from this attack was bombarded back by Zhuang Wudao. Thirty percent of the strength of them dissipated when Zhuang had no Dao guiding force. But there were still seventy percent left, and they were controlled by Zhuang Wudao and fused with the big monument hand, and slapped back with one palm. The momentum is overwhelming, and it is magnificent!

"Dang!"

There was a shock, and the person who came let out a 'eh' exclamation, and the whole thing was shocked by this Zhuang Wudao's palm, and it flew hundreds of zhang away!

couldn't even resolve it in the air, and after stepping on the ground with both feet, like a plow, and drawing two deep marks on the ground more than 100 zhang, he stopped.

But it was a green-robed monk with a white mask on his face, and he couldn't see his face clearly, and he didn't know his age.

I could only see a little surprise in those eyes.

"Are you Zhuang Wudao?"

The green-robed monk stopped three hundred zhang away, holding a blood sword, and the cold killing intent still shrouded Zhuang Wudao from afar. The voice is hoarse, with a commanding air.

"No wonder, the Heavenly Dao Alliance will evaluate you as the number one in the Qi Refining Realm. Only this fist method can indeed be ranked within 100,000 Tianji Monument. I pity your talent, and I can't bear to let a genius like you fall. Put down all that you've gotten, and I'll let you go—"

The words came to an abrupt end, and the blue-robed monk felt a burst of alarm in his heart, and he felt a wave of strange magnetic force suddenly spread out from Zhuang Wudao's body and spread thousands of feet away.

At the same time, five wrestler giants who were more than five feet tall and full of thunder and fire also rose out of the ground and divided into five directions.

And Zhuang Wudao's momentum at this moment also suddenly transformed. While the green-robed monk was speaking, he had completed the accumulation of the occult 'Great Shattered Cloud'. With a move, he held the Lei Xing sword hairpin in his hand, and the sword technique in his body instantly separated a great compassion sword qi and injected it into the sword body.

The sword intent is direct, and it is incomparable!

"Connect the tricks and veins, secret style, punish the gods!"

Zhuang Wudao's figure flashed, and the whole person turned into a light smoke and disappeared in place. Under the acceleration of the double magnetic field, the speed of the body and the sword have exceeded the limit!

The Yuan Magnetic Escape Method, which was already close to the Jindan Monk, was ten times faster at this time! It was indescribably fast and incredible!

With just a flicker, he was in front of the green-robed monk.

When this person made a sneak attack, it was already clear that this person was bound to get the treasure he had just collected! He had no way to give up.

Since there is no possibility of reconciliation, then why talk nonsense!

Monk Jindan, even if he cultivated to the realm of Qi cultivation, his strength was still several points stronger. At this moment, only the occult powers, only the surprise, can have a few chances of winning!

He wanted to see if he could compete with this Jindan cultivator if Yun'er didn't make a move!

The eyes of the green-robed monk were first stunned and puzzled, then awe-inspiring, frightened, and incredible! The blood-red sword light in his palm hurriedly swung out a sword shadow, intending to block it.

But Ren is green-robed monk's reaction was so swift, the thunder apricot sword hairpin still preempted the blood-colored sword light, stabbing at all, Zhuang Wudao was not moved by the blue-robed monk's sword momentum at all, he was still straight, and the sword light was still only a little bit of this person's chest.

"Ding!"

There was another trembling sound of metal clashes, and the sword shadow of the Zhuang Dao was about to pass through the chest. The blood-colored sword light finally arrived. In a single shot, it was at the end of the blade of Lei Xing's sword hairpin.

The strength of the two of them as high as hundreds of elephants suddenly collided between the blades, but Zhuang Wudao's sword was gaining momentum, not only as fast as lightning. The strength is even more powerful, the big shattered clouds and the death of the demons, the power of the entire eight hundred elephants is poured into this sword body!

Directly caused the blood-red sword shadow to bounce back, but Zhuang Wudao's sword momentum was only slightly skewed. It was still passing through the chest, only the position was slightly offset, and the sound of 'Peng' brought up a large piece of flesh and blood, and blood was splashed.

There were also more Great Compassion Sword Qi, which was frantically injected into the body of this green-robed monk, rampage in all directions!

The green-robed monk let out a terrible roar, his voice both startled and angry. After being injured, the others did not retreat but advanced, and the entire figure spiraled up, harnessing the blood-colored sword light and slashing down violently.

When the sword light fell, it turned out to be a huge yin-green fire phoenix, which also flew down violently behind the blood-colored sword shadow. The sword is pressing, but the monstrous cold and inflamed power also makes people feel suffocated!

"Sword master be careful, this is a second-grade Lianmai mystic, from the Red Yin Phoenix nerve, Huangyan Zhaotian! But this person's occult technique still has flaws, in the upper left of the sword momentum——"

When Yun'er sounded a warning, Zhuang Wudao couldn't listen to it at all, and was already engrossed in the sword momentum above.

He couldn't see where the flaws in this man's sword were. However, there is still a way to deal with it, and the previous style of 'grafting' made him more confident than ever!

Pseudo-occultism, the stars are moving!

The magnetic energy around his body suddenly increased several times. The Lei Xing sword hairpin in Zhuang Wudao's hand also fearlessly went up to meet it. Collide with the blood-colored sword light.

Rumble!

As the huge fire phoenix flew down, Zhuang Wudao's entire figure was wrapped in the cold flames. The crackling sound was mixed with the crisp sound of sword strikes, and there were hundreds of collisions in a dozen breaths.

Until the phoenix of fire gradually dispersed and turned into a great mass of flames. The sound of sword light clashing still never stopped.

And at this moment, Zhuang Wudao's feet have also sunk into the ground. One after another, Shen Xiong's incomparable sword power continued to slash down, even if the strength was as strong as his, it was extremely difficult. But the most palpitating thing is the change in the sword momentum, which is unpredictable, at least better than that Sima Yuntian!

However, Zhuang Wudao did not feel afraid at this moment. On the contrary, the whole body is full of blood burning, and the response is extremely calm.

In addition to constantly blocking and cracking, he constantly slashed out the Great Compassion Sword Qi in his body, triggering the residual sword qi in the body of this Tsing Yi cultivator.

And at this time, every time he took a sword, Zhuang Wudao could feel his swordsmanship, and he entered the realm a little. The sword theory that Yun'er had taught him before resurfaced in his mind again, and he felt extremely thorough and obvious, and the sword momentum was changing, and it was imminent. Unloading force, handy.

This person's cultivation may be better than him, but when it comes to swordsmanship, it is nothing more than that!

I can gradually feel that this person's sword power has declined from wave to wave, and it is far inferior to the beginning.

The previous style of punishment of the gods, although it failed to kill this person and hit him hard, but the injury was not light. And the tricky and sharp of the sword technique 'Great Compassion Sword Qi', Zhuang Wudao has a deep understanding. If this person can't expel the sword qi in time, he will only get weaker and weaker the more he fights.

Sure enough, it only took a moment for the green-robed monk to snort, and after another sword, he suddenly rose into the air with the help of the rebounding force, breaking away from contact with Zhuang Wudao.

And at this moment, Zhuang Wudao's eyes were shining.

Want to get out of it and regroup? That's so easy!

"Move, move flowers!"

The sword momentum waved, and the flames around Zhuang Wudao's body suddenly converged again. A yin-blue fire phoenix took shape again, but it was only half smaller than the fire phoenix that this person's 'Phoenix Yan Zhaotian' had recruited. Zhuang Wudao raised his sword upward, and with the momentum of super-pulling, he rushed into the sky, with the mighty cold fire behind him, and soared into the air.

At this moment, the green-robed monk opened his eyes violently, and his face was full of disbelief.

"Huang Yan Zhaotian, what kind of ghost swordsmanship are you!"

When he exclaimed, the blood-colored sword shadow in the blue-robed monk's hand slashed out thousands of sword lights within a breath. But he couldn't stop Zhuang Wudao's upward sword shadow. This seemingly indestructible sword curtain was shattered by a single blow. And the cold and fiery phoenix also enveloped the whole person of the green-robed monk.

However, in the next moment, within that cold flame, more than a dozen sword qi slashed out at the same time. Extinguish all those cold flames.