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The terrifying sword light spanned the heavens and the earth, bounded by this hundred zhang sword light, the south was a vast and deep blood-colored torrent, and the north was still a vast ghost-faced dark torrent.

The two colors of black and red are distinct, and the war is about to break out after a long silence.

When the Venerable Master of the Corpse Mountain forcibly broke into the Nine Shadows Xuansha Array in the Cemetery of Wanli at the entrance, he secretly took measures to get rid of the three soul guards of the puppet army, and the Xuanyin Soul Devouring Master who was sitting in Xingping, Liangnan, was also nowhere to be found.

Hundreds of thousands of Xuanyin puppet armies were leaderless, and their combat power was sharply reduced.

Roar -

Before the sword qi rushed into the sky, Yun Wubei swept away the Sancheng puppet army with one sword, and the originally dense formation suddenly dispersed, and the sword light swept out a huge open space. At this time, with the heart-pounding sound of ghosts crying wolves and howling again, the remnants of the puppet army once again charged fearlessly.

Waving claws, cold light; The chaotic pace stirred up countless smoke and dust.

After a short period of condensation, the torrent of the Xuanxi puppet army swept in the sky again.

Rushing into the clouds, Yun Wubei's eyes flashed.

The previous sword, because it was the first time to use the method of the blessing of the Taishang Xuanling, it was quite jerky between the swings, and the already loose True Monarch Realm Yuan Force was like filling the sword rain, although the results were great, but they were not satisfactory.

"Since Yuan Li is jerky and sloppy, the Western Emperor Tiangeng Golden Sword's move 'Spotted Bamboo Drizzle Tears into Death' is just where it comes in. ”

With a decision, Yun Wubei's arm muscles burst out, and the evil forces in his body gathered violently, and he suddenly shouted in the air: "The sword is coming!"

As the words fell, the sword light that hung low to the ground slowly reversed, and the sword light pierced through the void and left a shocking band of light, and finally the sword blade pointed to the north.

"Gengjin!"

There was another loud shout, and in the roar of the puppet army that shook the four fields, countless Western Gengjin Qi within a radius of hundreds of zhang was born out of thin air, and immediately turned into a dazzling golden light, and rushed into the huge sword qi pointing to the north one after another.

Below Tianyu, the jade-faced scholar Wang Lun was startled, and glanced at the two of them at the side.

"This sword style is domineering, and it draws the power of heaven and earth for its own use-"

With an exclamation, the green pine overhaul waved, sprinkling heavy cyan light and shadow in the nine heavens, blasting the puppet sergeants who broke into the blood floating slaughter array into powder.

Suddenly, the surrounding Heaven and Earth Yuan Force fluctuated violently, and more golden aura appeared, rapidly converging in that terrifying sword light.

Yun Wubei stepped into the void, his steps were slightly staggering, and he stepped on a mysterious trajectory.

"Spotted bamboo drizzle tears into death-"

There seems to be a soft groan, tactful and smart.

At this moment, the whole world was darkened.

The grand sword light suddenly ingested the golden aura in the sky, and the original dark sword light was suddenly plated with a layer of brilliant golden light. Immediately, the entire sword light shattered inch by inch, turning into a golden sword rain in vain.

Looking from afar, the northern sky, shrouded in the dark night, suddenly became golden, and then the wind surged.

The dense golden sword qi was like a drizzle of Xiaoxiang, and it was better than the water of the Tianhe River hanging upside down.

In the snap of a finger, a dense golden light bloomed into a dazzling storm of sword qi, and the storm was connected in the flickering golden light, and countless puppet soldiers howled everywhere before they were stirred into a bloody mist by the fierce edge.

The morale of the Blood Floating Slaughter army was suddenly aroused!

The Xuanguang rising on the surface of his body suddenly increased by three points.

"Kill—"

"Kill—"

"Kill—"

The earth-shattering shouts of killing suddenly started, and in the rear army of the Blood Floating Slaughter, the handsome and pure eyes of the real person who heard the Yunzong Xuanyang suddenly shrank.

"This is the Western Emperor Heavenly Geng Golden Sword in that secret realm!"

Exclaimed, Xuanyang was shocked.

When Qingfeng Canyon Yun Wuxiao was shocked, he was not present; When he was on the cloud road, he was also in the hinterland of the sect, and he had no chance to see the arrogant and arrogant demeanor of the "Ziji Zhenren".

However, now this sword is clearly the "Western Emperor Tiangeng Golden Sword" coveted by all sects!

At the beginning of the secret battle, the wind and clouds gathered.

The younger generation of the Eastern Regions Sects came out, and after several battles, the secret realm was suddenly closed. Of the three articles of the world-famous kendo Dafa in the past, only the first part fell into the hands of the sects.

It's just that the income of the sects is only eighteen sword styles, and there is no mental method attached, and it instantly becomes chicken ribs.

"I heard that Wubei has some emotional entanglements with the Han family, and Yun Wubei's method should be derived from 'that one'. It's just that this sword style that doesn't have a complementary mental method, how can it be so powerful in Wubei's hands?"

Suspicious, Xuanyang Zhenren suddenly raised his head.

Dozens of breaths of effort, the Xiaoxiang sword rain that was originally like a silent moisturizing thing, fell from the sky, and quietly erased tens of thousands of puppet soldiers.

The monstrous blood mist rolled, and countless Yin Souls roared with visible visibility.

As far as the eye could see, the dark torrent was suddenly shrouded in a layer of heavy crimson, and Xiaoxiang's sword rain suddenly became violent at this moment.

Yun Wubei's sword-wielding right arm suddenly opened a cloud of blood mist, and blood flowed down his mouth and nose repeatedly.

Rao is like this, Yun Wubei still doesn't care.

The left palm suddenly sank, and the Xuanguang breath of the surging blood floating slaughter army on the ground was captured in the palm of his hand. Above the heavenly dome, the Taishang Xuanling Beidou Natal True Talisman was also flourishing at this time, and the wisps of it were drilled into the limbs and hundreds of bones of Yun Wuqing.

There was no wind and waves, and the drizzle sword qi storm suddenly became urgent.

The wind and rain overturned, and the sword light that rushed into the puppet army burst out with countless brilliant cold lights, and the blood mist became thicker.

。。。

North of the entrance, above the cemetery.

The suddenly hot True Monarch Fighting Method was stagnant in vain.

The true monarchs of all the sects present were stunned!

A hundred miles away, for others, the mountains are high and the road is far away, but for them like the True Monarch of the Yuan Infant Realm, it is just a stone's throw away.

When the sword qi of the junior called Yun Wubei condensed, many true monarchs did not think so.

This "Western Emperor Tiangeng Golden Sword" is included in all sects, but without the assistance of the mental method, this sword move that enjoys the power of the gods is displayed in vain, like chicken ribs.

But now—

In the midst of consternation, the cloudy eyes of the Emperor Extreme True Monarch flashed brightly.

"When the wind was blowing in the canyon that day, the 'spotted bamboo drizzle' that this son cast was commonplace, although a sword defeated the foundation building junior called 'impermanence', but it was still in vain. There's something strange about this son!"

As soon as he thought of this, his thin figure suddenly stood up, and a dragon gon stretched out in the hunting wind.

Suddenly, the bronze coffin was wide open.

Huangji Zhenjun swung away the sword qi that attacked his face with one palm, and his lips burst into thunder.

"Capture it alive, or draw the soul to refine the soul, and take its mental method!"

The thunder sounded at a moment's notice, and it was immediately enveloped by a layer of heavy black light, and in vain it turned into a floating light and flew into the northern sky!

Hundreds of zhang away

Hearing the suffocation of several true monarchs of the Cloud Sect, the regret in his heart suddenly spread like a surging river.

Ye Yunzhenjun's jade-like face showed an extremely rare trace of remorse.

Under the observation of his divine thoughts, the sword qi on Xingping's side was like rain, and in the palpitating storm, the remaining 200,000 Xuanyin puppet troops were wiped out in an instant!

Changing places, even if you take action yourself, the results are far less!

And this junior, his own Taoist realm is just a Jindan real person!

After thinking about it, Ye Yun secretly regretted.

"Nine bells were born, and the true monarchs present are all determined to win. However, when the dozen True Monarchs started fighting, there was actually no difference between one more person and one less. At that time, if one person was left in Xingping, even if it was futile this time, he could protect this son well. And with the help of this machine room Emperor Tiangeng Golden Sword Heart Method, the sect will fill in the world-shattering Dafa in an instant!"

But now—

Looking around, after this son's sword was swept out.

The pressure of Xuanyin, who was originally in danger, dropped sharply.

The two true monarchs of Heavenly Thunder Valley and Ethereal Pavilion quietly distanced themselves, but their divine thoughts suddenly reversed, pointing directly at the location of your senior brothers!

。。。 (To be continued.) )