The three rays of light bloom, but what they contain is attitude, but also determination and persistence. This is the persistence of the teenagers, and this resoluteness can be felt by all the monks present.

Whether it is the Buddha's light or the blue and black sword, its momentum is like a rainbow, and it is majestic Compared with the first sword of Dugumu before, it is not a star and a half, but several times more powerful.

But that didn't help them win in one fell swoop.

Bei Shu's face was calm, but the corners of his mouth were upturned, which was a look of interest.

That's true, Rao is attack like this is enough to defeat the junior powerhouse of a small world, but in the face of the harvest, he only has an interested posture, and he can't see a trace of solemnity at all.

In fact, this level is really just an interest for him, nothing more.

He took a step forward very calmly.

As soon as he fell, the sea breeze rose, and his clothes stirred, but there was no great sound or momentum, because even if there was momentum and sound, they were all eclipsed by the triple attack.

The blue was hidden in the cold black light, and another golden light fell from the sky, these three rays of light carried the determination of the teenagers, but in an instant, they were brilliant, and then they swallowed up the whole harvest.

However, before the monks present had time to cheer, an even more powerful and majestic golden color instantly burst out, and then reversed and flew out with two swords and a Zen staff, and three rays of light flew to the side at a faster speed.

Many monks were stunned, the wave-like gold had quickly converged, and finally revealed the appearance of a sword, narrow and sharp, with a golden yellow body, and one person was holding the sword and looking around.

It was the harvest that held the Jin Feng Sword with a calm expression, obviously the determination and persistence of the young men just now did not hurt him in the slightest.

Jin Fengjian was gently raised by him, there was no expression on his face, everyone felt something, glanced at Dugumu, who was vomiting blood, Crazy Moon and Xitong, the three of them, couldn't care about anything else, and prepared their most powerful moves.

Because, Qin Fan felt it.

Dugumu felt it.

Xitong felt it.

Mad Moon felt it too.

Jin Tianshi's hands holding the Nine Dragons Zen Staff also began to tremble slightly.

At this time, everyone felt it.

Attracted by the momentum, the hand that was slowly raised held the Jin Feng Sword was held. Then, the Jin Feng Sword suddenly became full of sword light, but in the blink of an eye, the golden light converged into the Jin Feng Sword.

Then, the Jin Feng Sword that was held high fell again, and the seemingly insipid sword fell. It's just that it didn't deliberately target anyone, just like a sword that fell aimlessly and randomly.

But everyone felt it, felt a strong oppressive force, and everyone who was suppressed couldn't move. It was not deliberately directed at any one person, but deliberately against all the monks present.

After using this bland sword, a monster with a human face and a tiger body appeared behind him. The whole body is covered with scales, the feet are ridden by two dragons, the ribs have wings, and the left ear pierces the snake.

As soon as this monster of several zhang size appeared, it brought an unimaginable huge oppressive force to people, and just when all the monks were frightened and found that they could not move, the brilliance flickered, but the monster turned into a ball of light and drilled into the golden blade sword in his hand.

Although many of the monks felt that they were able to move since the light and shadow disappeared, none of them did.

Because the sword had fallen, the many monks who were still standing on their own suddenly could no longer stand, and their necks were cold, and everyone felt the breath of death.

Including Qin Fan, everyone stood quietly, their faces pale, and they seemed unable to make any movements.

It was like rehearsing hundreds of times, and everyone fell down at the same time.

Some monks had even subconsciously closed their eyes, and they fell so suddenly, as if they had been torn apart by a violent wind, and it was like countless hills on the ground had collapsed.

The oppressive force is just too strong.

And at this time, the Jin Feng Sword that fell from the harvest also came in front of everyone.

That's right, everyone.

Although there is only one sword, the golden blade sword that has been harvested has the characteristics of being extremely sharp, and when the wind is full of golden light, the whole heaven and earth can no longer distinguish where the sword is and where is not the sword.

The people were powerful, but no one thought it would be so powerful.

A sword, a person, everything in front of him will be surrendered.

This is close to the Tao.

People couldn't believe it, they couldn't believe that it would be easily defeated by an unknown person. I can't believe that this person can be so powerful.

So, everyone waited, waited for death, waited for that sword to fall.

People's panic and panic have become more and more real. In the end, the people shouted out their voices. It's just that the voice just came out, and it was suddenly suppressed by the howling wind.

A purple-red streamer fell like a meteor, and in the process of falling, it kept squeezing the space, causing this piece of heaven and earth to set off a violent gale.

The wind was blown chaotically, and the formidable sword qi was also blown wildly, unable to lock on to the target.

Then, a flaming flame fell from the sky, and the originally frantic wind was instantly quelled, and the burning flame rushed towards the harvest with unimaginable speed.

The golden blade sword suddenly lit up with a bright light, and the monster image with a human face and a tiger body appeared clearly again, but instead of hiding behind the harvest, it appeared in front of the burning flames.

Jin Feng is clumsy!

The flaming flame that rushed over and touched the monster with a human face and tiger body immediately stopped in the air, and it was only then that people were shocked to find out what was burning in front of them, but an ordinary wooden sword. It's just that the wooden sword is wrapped in a layer of scorching qi, and because of its incredible speed, it looks like a burning flame.

Seeing this wooden sword, many monks who were already desperate all showed joy on their faces. Because they all knew who the seemingly ordinary wooden sword in front of them belonged to and who it represented.

Even those who have never seen this wooden sword can guess who is coming just by guessing.

Although it was a little late, it was better after all, let alone at this critical moment.

"Pavilion Master, I haven't seen you for many years, your strength is amazing!"

A faint voice of praise sounded, but no one would hear it as a compliment, and it was true, because the words were full of disdain and contempt. It's like mocking and bullying these juniors.

"Chi Songzi, I haven't seen you for many years, and you are still so venomous. ”

As if expected, since the flat voice sounded, Bei Shu stopped moving, looked at the direction of the sound, his face was calm, and his tone was indifferent.

The person who came was Chi Songzi, the head of Bashu Jianshan, who had not been here for a long time! And listening to the tone of both sides, it seemed that they were familiar with each other.