However, Yang Tian's will was so firm, he reacted in an instant, and that soul-locking sword qi had already locked Yang Tian. Yang Tian's figure changed, turning into a phantom, and the sword qi accompanied him like a shadow, and he couldn't get rid of it at all.

Since he couldn't dodge, he simply destroyed this sword qi, Yang Tian fixed his body, the sharp edge in his eyes flashed, he raised his right hand, his five fingers opened, and thunderbolts thinner than a hair burst out from his fingertips, sizzling.

Immediately, the thunderbolts were intertwined, turning into a great net of thunder, disillusionment, shining, like a net of heaven and earth, towards the sword qi cover.

This crescent moon sword qi crisscrossed everywhere, constantly struggling, trying to escape from the thunder illusion net, but no matter how much this sword qi struggled, it was useless. This net changes from the heart, it can be big or small, a sword qi has not yet escaped from it, and with the passage of time, this sword qi will be consumed by the power of thunder in the heaven and earth net.

Yun Feng couldn't help but feel afraid when he saw this scene, he was full of confidence before, thinking that Jian Wuxian could solve Yang Tianqing by making a move alone, but now he didn't think so. He has dealt with Yang Tian many times, and knows that Yang Tian is unfathomable, and he must have hidden a lot of hole cards, if it weren't for the cold night here, it would be impossible to say that Yun Feng would have fled at this time.

Yun Feng looked up at Leng Yehan, and found that the other party had an indifferent face, and he didn't even look at Yang Tian directly, Yun Feng couldn't help but put his mind at ease and observed Yang Tian calmly.

Yang Tian's situation was actually not optimistic, and the sword that was cold and cold before pierced into his body. It was almost a serious injury for him. Although the sword was pulled out by him, there was still an invisible intent that scurried through his body, shattering his vitality.

This caused his qi and blood to continue to dry up. Mentally sluggish, if this situation had been replaced by someone else, Yang Tian would have been unconscious at the moment, Yang Tian was running his true qi at the moment, trying to force that invisible will out of his body, but he found that his true qi had no effect on that sense at all.

"Invisible power...... Yang Tian pondered this invisible meaning, and his eyes suddenly lit up. The spiritual power in the body diffused out, turning into a large net, temporarily stabilizing this invisible meaning.

Jian Wuxian strode towards Yang Tian with anger on his face. shouted loudly: "I won't show mercy to my subordinates in the future, if you obediently admit defeat now, I will open the net and only abolish your cultivation." If not. There is only one dead end!"

Yang Tian didn't pay attention to the words of the sword without a trace, and with a wave of his right hand, a flame spear appeared in his hand, and this snatch was used by Xiao Li and was obtained by Yang Tian.

Yang Tian didn't plan to use a sword in front of Jian Wuxi, firstly, the other party's swordsmanship was exquisite, and it was probably difficult to take advantage of it with a sword. Yang Tian also wanted to make a quick decision, and didn't want to delay any longer.

The flame spear was held in his hand. Yang Tian was still a little rusty, his true qi was poured into the spear, and there was a faint force of resistance. Yang Tian snorted coldly, and one by one the true qi from the fire was instilled into the flame spear, this time there was no resistance, and it was instilled into the spear very lightly.

Moreover, Yang Tian gradually has a feeling of heart-to-heart connection with this gun, this gun is like an extension of his flesh and blood, this gun is like a living, shining, and it is also very easy to control. Yang Tian seemed to think of something, smiled slightly, his body flashed, and he went straight to the sword without a trace.

The sword without a trace of the momentum around the body is rising, like a peak in general, unattainable, he suddenly jumped forward, towards Yang Tian a sword slashed, this sword is like a mountain, if you are afraid of the sky, as if under a sword, the mountains and rivers are going to be broken, and all things will no longer exist.

This sword is a famous stunt of the sword without a trace, the sword mountain style, he has cultivated this sword to the point of perfection, a sword out, the mountains and rivers move, and all things die.

"Yang Tian, see if you are not dead this time......" Yun Feng said with a smug smile, he was also familiar with the move of Sword Without Trace, plus he found out that Yang Tian's injuries just now seemed to be relatively severe, so in his opinion, even if Yang Tian did not die under this sword, he would not be able to fight anymore, and at that time...... Yun Feng wonderfully thought about how to torture Yang Tian in his heart.

But at this moment, the flame spear in Yang Tian's hand suddenly raised, pointing directly at the sword without a trace, the momentum around his body condensed but did not disperse, turning the invisible momentum into tangible power, the flame spear in his hand suddenly raised, towards the sword without a trace.

His move was not as gorgeous as the other party's, silent, and in an instant, swords and spears collided, and sparks flew everywhere, deriving brilliant fireworks.

Boom! Suddenly the ground was shaken out of a big crater, Yang Tian's body sank sharply, the earth was buried to his knees, and wisps of blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

"Hahahaha! Yang Tian, this time I'll see how you fight me. Yun Feng laughed when he saw this, however, the next moment, his laughter stopped abruptly, and his face was full of horror, because he saw that the hand holding the sword without a trace suddenly sprouted flames and burned his entire arm, and these flames spread towards his right arm at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it seemed that it would not be long before they spread to the entire body.

"Ah~~" The sword light in Jian Wuji's hand slashed, cutting off his entire right arm, decisive and ruthless, he lay on the ground, looked up to the sky and roared bitterly, looking at Yang Tian's eyes full of viciousness.

The flames really stopped, and if he hesitated for a moment, he couldn't say that his whole body would be useless, and blood gushed out from his severed arm, and he continued to stop the blood with his true qi.

In fact, if the arm of the sword is broken, his whole person can be said to be invalid, he is a sword cultivator, and he uses a right-handed sword, his right arm is broken, and he can hardly use the sword anymore, unless he turns to the left-handed sword.

If this happens, his current swordsmanship can be said to be completely useless, and it is difficult to say whether he can make achievements in the left-handed sword, and the broken arm is no less than killing him for him.

Leng Yehan's cold face finally changed, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, "You go kill him!" Leng Yehan ordered towards Yun Feng.

"Yes! Yes!" Yun Feng saw that Leng Yehan had changed like this, and hurriedly nodded yes, suppressed the panic in his heart, and walked towards Yang Tian step by step.

Yang Tian closed his eyes at this time and sensed the situation in his body, he had just fought with Jian Wuxi, and it could be said that it was worth it for him to exchange injuries for injuries. Moreover, the injuries in his body were actually not much, and the attack of that sword was certainly strong, but there was not much change, and with the strength of Yang Tian's physical body, it could still withstand it.

Moreover, the invisible meaning in his body was also worn out by the spiritual power in his body before, it can be said that the situation at this time is much better than before, and the true qi of creation is constantly repairing the wound on his chest, where the blood scab has coagulated, and there is no longer blood spilling.

Before, he used two percent of the fire true qi to attach to the flame spear, and unexpectedly injured the sword without a trace, which was all expected by Yang Tian. However, he didn't expect that Jian Wuxian would have the courage to break his arm, and at this time, Yang Tian turned his head to look at Yun Feng.

Looking at each other, Yang Tian's eyes contained the intention of killing, while Yun Feng's eyes contained viciousness, and there was a trace of fear hidden under the viciousness. "Senior brother, come here, I will never kill you!" Yang Tian said indifferently.

"What are you talking about......" Yun Feng was furious when he heard this, boundless anger grew in his heart, and he had nowhere to vent, "You forced me, don't blame me for not caring about my fellow disciples, give me death!"

The folding fan in Yun Feng's hand was thrown out abruptly, turning into a streamer, floating above Yang Tian's head, and the folding fan suddenly opened, clicking, and differentiating into nine fan blades.

The nine fan blades turned into nine streamers and shot towards Yang Tian, Yun Feng knew that Yang Tian was terrible, and at this moment, he didn't have a trace of clumsiness, and shot with all his might.

"Hmph!" Yang Tian snorted coldly, in his heart, Yun Feng was no different from a dead man, this time Yun Feng dared to unite with outsiders to deal with him, which made Yang Tian's killing intent towards him even more determined, and included him in the ranks of killing.

Ding! Ding! Yang Tian's flame spear in his hand turned, flicking the fan blades away, he jumped out of the dirt, patted his shirt, and came to Yun Feng's body, the flame spear pointed directly at Yun Feng's eyebrows.

"You ......" Yun Feng was frightened at this time, he looked like a ghost, and his right hand trembled and pointed at Yang Tian. At this time, Yang Tianna still looked injured, he was completely alive, and he didn't seem to be injured at all.

"I said I wouldn't kill you. The flame spear in Yang Tian's hand slashed, and strange flames grew from Yun Feng's chest, and instantly began to spread from his chest, he was not as decisive as the sword without a trace, and he did not cut off the flesh on his chest in time, so that in just a moment, he turned into a ball of fire, and he couldn't even say words begging for mercy.

Yang Tian did not kill Yun Feng, but burned him alive, but Yang Tian was not at peace in his heart, he knew that the matter was not over, he abolished the sword without a trace and one arm, and his senior brother would definitely not give up.

Sure enough, Yang Tian turned his head and saw a small cyan sword surrounded by Leng Yehan, he looked at it and found that there were a total of nine hundred and eighty-one swords, each of which was connected to each other, forming a lore sword array.

"Not everyone can hurt my disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, if you cut off your arm, I will not pursue this matter anymore!" Leng Yehan looked at Yang Tian and said in a commanding tone.

"Don't pursue it anymore?, am I still afraid that you won't succeed?" Yang Tian replied coldly, he looked calm and relaxed, without a trace of fear.

"Hmph, stubborn, go!" Leng Yehan said as his right hand raised, pointing towards Yang Tianyi, nine of the eighty-one swords buzzed and trembled, and the sword light flickered, turning into nine streamers, heading towards Yang Tian, these nine sword lights formed a subtle connection with each other, and the nine swords were arranged in an arc, locking Yang Tian to death, it can be said that there is no way to go to the sky, and there is no door to go down. (To be continued......)