"Bury the sky, the heaven and the earth lose, the sun and the moon change, and the stars cry!"

The pitch-black canopy gradually brightened again, the wind slowly stopped, the thunder suddenly stopped, and the sky changed back to its original state!

"These are all signs that the Burial Heaven Sword is about to appear!" Some old voices shouted in the crowd of Central Plains.

Aoi Tianyin Vulture's gaze swept to the battlefield, looking at the stubbornly resisting Central Plains martial arts, the wine and sword in his hand swept towards the crowded place, that direction, whether it was the Central Plains people or the disciples of Tianmen, they were all killed!

"What the hell are you little ball, what the hell are Fusang people? even your own people do it!" Tian Boguang scolded with a quick knife in his hand while resisting the attack of the Tianmen disciples.

"Idle against the wind!"

A pitch-black light swept through, and Aoi Tian was not in a hurry, and a sharp blade cut through the sleeve of his left arm from behind!

The ghost dance sword in Jiang Nanfeng's hand did not stop, and he turned around and kicked the former, Jiang Nanfeng's long sword was in his chest, and he used the sword body of the ghost dance sword to block Aoi Tian's fatal kick!

"Bang!"

Around this, Jiang Nanfeng was also shocked by the aftermath and spit out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew upside down for a long distance and fell on the grass!

"Huh!"

A silver light flashed, and a flying knife shot towards Aoi Tian, shooting at the latter's body, but it did not pierce his skin, and fell to the ground silently!

"Black rider, white rider, you two traitors, this seat will take your lives now!" Aoi Tian roared angrily, and with a wave of his big hand, a terrifying wave of qi swept towards Jiang Nanfeng and Bai Xue!

"Bump!"

The energy emitted by Aoi Tian collapsed, and an old man with gray hair and a linen shirt appeared with a long sword in his hand.

"The old man hasn't drawn his sword for more than thirty years, it seems that I have to try to see if this old bone can still be used today!" said the person in a hearty voice, without the slightest appearance of a dragon bell.

"It's the Huashan Sword Immortal who is blowing clearly!" The seriously injured Gu Sword Soul was overjoyed when he saw the old man.

"What? Isn't he dead a long time ago?"

"Don't worry about it so much, now we will be saved!"

Lao Yue turned his head to look at Feng Qingyang, and there was a faint complexity in his eyes. But more than that, it's rejoicing.

Aoi Tian looked Feng Qingyang up and down, and said in a gloomy voice: "It turned out to be you, the competition thirty years ago was not scored, I, Aoi Tian, has always been unwilling, and here today, I am bound to fight you to the death!"

Feng Qingyang said with a smile: "Hahahaha, it's a pity that I've buried my sword in seclusion for more than 30 years, this old bone is already old, how can it compare to your eternal youth when you practice peerless martial arts?"

"Without further ado, you get out of the way. I'll kill you after I've cleared the portal!" Aoi said with a smile.

"Unfortunately, these two children are the children of my two deceased people, so you can't kill them!" said the wind and the clouds said lightly.

"Are you in such a hurry to die?" Aoi Ten's hand holding the sake sword tightened again.

Feng Qingyang looked somewhere, his eyes flashed, and he turned to smile and said: "If you want to do it, then I have to sacrifice my life to accompany this old bone." ”

"Good!"

Aoi Tian's hand wine is too knife, and the cherry blossoms are also flashing, and the oysters are on the forehead, and the pole is flat, and the pan is hot, and the south is the south of the sword

Feng Qingyang's index finger brushed over several acupoints on his body, and his aura instantly surged, and a strong internal force was attached to the sword body. With just one wave, he blocked Aoi Tian's sword.

Aoi Tian was taken aback and said, "Absolute Qi against the sky! You actually use the absolute qi against the sky?!

Feng Qingyang smiled weirdly and said, "That's exactly what I mean!"

A sword gang tore through the space and slashed towards Aoi Tian. Aoi dodged sideways and did not choose to hard-connect. Now Feng Qingyang does not hesitate to consume his vitality to increase the strength of his attack, so it is very unwise to use his ultimate move to fight again!

"Dugu Nine Swords - Nine Swords in One!"

Feng Qingyang slashed towards Aojing Tian with a monstrous sword momentum, making the latter unavoidable. In desperation, I had to take it hard!

"Bell !!!!!"

Jian Gang and Dao Gang handed over, and the sword qi and sword qi swept through this area, and the wind overflowed again!

The two figures are staggered. It seems that everything is frozen there, the sword is handed over, and the energy is rolling!

"Boom, bang, bang, !!"

The long sword in Feng Qingyang's hand shattered instantly, and the whole person was lifted upside down and flew out, falling into the crowd of desperate people, spitting blood, but there was still a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

Aoi Tian laughed and said: "Hahahaha, the wind is clear, you are still defeated in the hands of my Aoi Tian after all!"

Feng Qingyang smiled very easily, and said weakly: "You were defeated in my hands......"

"Hmph! When you die, you still have to be hard-mouthed, today I will let you, you Central Plains, completely lose your breath!"

Aoi Tian stepped on the void to the sky, grasped the handle of the sake sword with both hands, and then slashed down with all his might!

"Shura Purgatory Slash !!"

As the space tore apart and collapsed, the people below seemed to see death beckoning to them, and the despair and powerlessness in their hearts spread to their whole bodies!

"Bang !!"

An even more terrifying wave of qi came from afar, and then a silver light flashed, and a white-clothed sword stepped into the air, twisting all the swords that were pressed by the sky into annihilation!

"We ...... Saved!" Many people on the battlefield below exclaimed.

Ying Ying looked up at the white-clothed young man who was stepping into the sky above her head, and blurted out a long-lost title, "Brother Chong-"

"Hehe, did you finally catch up?" Feng Qingyang whispered to himself.

This person is Ling Hu Chong, he came up from the bottom of the valley of ghosts and sorrows, changed into a piece of clothing, returned to the purple bamboo forest and did not see Ying Ying and the little junior sister, listening to Liu Zhengfeng and Qu Yang said, at this time the Central Plains and Tianmen were launching an unprecedented battle, so they rushed towards the place where the sword qi was the heaviest.

"It turned out to be you, but I didn't expect you to be alive!" said Aoi Tian with a gloomy look in his eyes.

"I haven't killed you yet, how can I be willing to die?" Ling Hu Chong chuckled.

"What are you waiting for, kill them all!" Aoi Tian roared angrily at the unmoved Heavenly Gate disciples below.

A gust of wind blew, and those Heavenly Gate disciples fell down in unison, and there was nothing out of the ordinary!

Hundreds of peerless masters were killed in an instant, this is very grand and domineering?

"You did this?!" Aoi asked, his eyelids twitching, and his tone was gloomy.

"Guess?" said Ling Hu Chong with a smile.

"I want you to die!!" Aoi Tian conjured a knife in his hand, and conjured a knife gang towards Linghu Chong, about to slash the sky and the earth.

"Really?" Ling Hu Chong's silver-white sharp sword waved in front of his eyes, and Aoi Tian's sword instantly turned into annihilation.

At this moment, Ling Hu Chong's sword qi began to grow, and the sky changed again, the sun and moon alternated, and the stars loomed, as if crying...... (To be continued......)