Ye Wen's two swords pierced through the void, and at the moment when they were about to clash with Ning Gongzi's Wind and Thunder Sword, they suddenly merged into one, and the aura around his body suddenly condensed, and exploded at the tip of the sword, the snow-white sword shadow flashed again, the sword momentum changed, and the speed increased several times.

A cloud of white ice mist rose with the stabbing of the sword, and the sharp roar was ear-wrenching at the moment it tore through the air, and the crystalline ice crystals swirled out between Ye Wen's fingers, refracting a faint white light, blooming in mid-air with amazing beauty, but it contained a terrifying killing machine.

Syllable!

Suddenly, the sound of ice crystals shattering sounded, but it was not a symbol of defeat, Ye Wen's ice sword struck the back of Ning Gongzi's wind and thunder sword first, and at the moment of stabbing, it was followed by another sword, and one sword after another slashed down like a storm, but the aiming place was always the same weakness.

One sword is heavier than the other, one sword is faster than the other, and Ning Gongzi's Wind and Thunder Sword is still in the middle of stabbing out, but it has already suffered unimaginable setbacks.

Ning Gongzi snorted, only to feel that the Dao power condensed in his hand began to flow backwards, the Wind and Thunder Sword in his hand was not a physical thing, but an illusion condensed through Dao power, and as his own Dao power began to get out of control, this Wind and Thunder Sword, which was far stronger than a metal sword, suddenly collapsed.

When the countercurrent was about to invade the heart, Ning Gongzi shouted angrily, a flash of essence flashed in his eyes, and a condensed breath burst out from his body, and then he took a heavy step back, this small step was as heavy as Mount Tai, and the whole ground seemed to shake in an instant.

"Awesome!"

Ye Wen's eyes showed a solemn look, he knew very well that under the constraints of the prohibition, the display of Dao power was no longer in the form of outward explosion, but was forced to converge and condense and squeeze inward, in this case, even if the Dao power was strong, it would not be able to perform the tricks with amazing destructive power.

The blow that was originally enough to collapse the house was not even a big rock in Dongcheng District, and naturally it could not affect the stability of the ground, and it was absolutely impossible for the ground to shake in an instant.

In other words, the shaking was not the ground, but the consciousness of the witnesses.

Ye Wen's eyes narrowed slightly, and a vigilant heart rose in his heart, he instantly understood that this was caused by the sword momentum of the man in white, and this was not the effect that the wind and thunder could do, his feet took a step back, as steady as Mount Tai, obviously focusing on the mountain momentum that intersected with the breath of the earth.

The other party was able to use the effect of the mountain sword to defend and attack at the moment of defeat, just the switch of these two sword postures proved that the man in white in front of him was not trivial, and he did have a strength that ordinary people could hardly reach.

When the realm of Dao power is promoted to the top of the sixfold, the competition is not only the accumulation of Dao power, but also the combination with the aura of heaven and earth, and whether it can penetrate the will and reach the talisman soldiers in the hand.

Syllable!

The white sword light that Ye Wen forcibly attacked suddenly stagnated, and the original continuous momentum came to an abrupt end, as if a gap appeared in a perfect circle, and a trace of flaw appeared in the perfect state of mind, and the momentum was suddenly discharged, and the aura of the sword intent also weakened suddenly.

Seeing Ye Wenyue's figure suddenly stagnating from the stool, Ning Gongzi was overjoyed in his heart, and at the same time, there was a hint of sharpness in his eyes, knowing that this was a great opportunity to fight back, and it was also a key step to victory, and he would never be missed, and he would never be put in danger because of the underestimation of the enemy, this kind of stupid thing would never happen to him again.

Silver snake-like arcs flickered by, the broken wind blades spun upward, and at the same time, a majestic and majestic momentum erupted, and the power of wind and thunder and the power of the mountains were perfectly combined under the control of Ning Gongzi, forming a three-color sword like a dragon, carrying the thunder light wind blade to stab at Ye Wen.

But at the moment when Ning Gongzi thought that Ye Wen was helpless, he suddenly found that Ye Wen's originally declining momentum rose again, and it was even much more powerful than at the beginning, as if a monster that had been showing weakness to the enemy and was ready to attack finally opened its real fangs.

Ye Wen's eyes were cold in the depths of his eyes, revealing a touch of snow white as cold as frost, obviously urging the ice system Dao power in his body to the peak, and his whole body exuded an extremely dangerous aura. He roared violently, and the ice light between his fingers finally condensed into an ice crystal long sword, and the sword shadow instantly turned into a dragon and slashed the past, facing Ning Gongzi's three-color sword head-on.

This move is a fusion of the essence he absorbed from observing the actual combat on the battlefield, a seemingly ordinary sword, but it can explode the most terrifying power in this area where the Dao power is imprisoned, not seeking the most destructive power, paying attention to the momentum that runs through everything, and hitting all the Dao power on the point of the sword.

"What-"

Ning Gongzi's eyes changed suddenly, his heart was shocked, and he finally realized at this moment that the sword momentum of the young man in front of him just now was just deliberate, in order to lead him to a trap. He was originally good at wind and thunder, and the wind and thunder Dao method is the unique mastery of the cold wind Zhai Ning family, and he is the best at avoiding danger, controlling rigidity with softness, and being good at burying thunder and lightning ambushes when retreating, making people unguardable and killing people invisibly.

However, the momentum of the mountains does not come from the family mind, but a Taoist technique that he learned from another place, focusing on suppressing the ten meetings with one force, and as soon as he makes a move, he competes with all his strength without any tricks.

The two techniques themselves have their own merits, and they are even more integrated under his hands, and the speed of switching is as if they were innate, and they will not be hindered by the conflict of attributes, and the blend of the two skills makes him more adept at improvising, launching different offensives with the characteristics of the opponent, so that the monks who fight with him often end up hating because of miscalculations.

But now it seems to have been seen through the hole cards, played by the opponent between the palms, the timing and choice of the move is wrong again and again, I thought it was to see through the flaws and was ready to take advantage of the victory to pursue, but I didn't expect that I became the prey in the spider's web, and I accidentally fell into a situation where the outcome was difficult to predict.

But how did this hateful young man in front of him see through the order of his moves? Could it be that he had already penetrated all his strength with just a moment's of confrontation? How was this possible?!

Rumble!

The Ice Crystal Sword and the Mountain Sword stabbed head-on, and at the moment when the tip of the sword hit, a wave from the depths of the ground suddenly rose up, spread upward, and shrouded the two sword rays, making the Dao power that was about to explode into a ball, but this time not only did not eliminate the power between each other, but fell into a more fierce competition because of the compression of power.

Zizi!

It was as if two peerless famous swords were rubbing fiercely without reservation, and they would not stop stabbing forward until the moment the blade cracked, the bluestone slabs on the ground trembled slightly, and the crackling sound of falling leaves around them sounded, as if they were shattered by the impact of some kind of energy.