There was also a earth-shaking change in momentum, he was weak and couldn't help the wind, but he was suddenly shrouded in a piece of firelight, like a god with a raging flame burning all over his body, and his momentum was not weaker than Ye Bufan. "I'm going to take advantage of you. ”

After that, the sword trick was lightly introduced, and the Sun-Winning Sword suddenly won a great victory, like a blazing fire dragon, stabbing with a sword. The surrounding air seemed to burn out in an instant, and the straight line that the tip of the sword pointed at seemed to form a vacuum, and the fiery red and sharp flying sword shattered the air and pierced Ye Bufan's heart.

After all, Ye Bufan cultivates in order to attain, plus he often walks around the world, slashes demons and destroys demons, acts chivalrous and righteous, and has rich combat experience, although Ling Xuan's sword is fierce and domineering, but in his opinion, it is not to be feared, he takes three steps like a ghost under his feet, and pinched several sword tricks one after another, the jade dragon sword suddenly turned into a ray of light, and he attacked him, and faintly heard the sound of a dragon groaning.

Bite!

The two flying swords, one large and one small, one cold and one hot, but the tips of the swords slammed together, and suddenly there was a crisp crashing sound, and the flames and glow shot out instantly, and the huge impact force suddenly shattered the dead grass and gravel within a radius of several miles.

As soon as the two came into contact, they were separated. Ling Xuan's sword, which was originally a tentative blow, had not yet exhausted all his strength, taking advantage of the remaining strength of the rear momentum, his body rose into the air, grabbed the sun-snatching sword that ejected back with his backhand, and condescendingly slashed at Ye Bufan, the speed was so fast, almost the moment the sword collided with the sword, the next blow was already coming!

Ye Bufan was slightly taken aback, but he was shocked but not confused, grabbed the Jade Dragon Sword with his backhand, instantly turned into a three-foot long sword, yelled good, and raised his hand to block!

Bite!

Ling Xuan's power was more than a thousand jun, with Ye Bufan's feet as the center, a wave of qi rippled out like water waves, and within a radius of about a mile, the earth was obviously sunken.

Ling Xuan knew that the difference between his cultivation and Ye Bufan's cultivation was too great, and he also had a disadvantage in the flying sword, although the Sun Snatching Sword was terrifying in flames and terrifying, it was no match for Ye Bufan's ordinary spirit weapon-level Jade Dragon Sword after all. He flew back, but Ye Bufan seized the opportunity, did not retreat, but advanced, jumped high, and also slashed at Ling Xuan with a sword like an eagle fighting a rabbit.

Bite!

Dingdingding......

Ye Bufan's attack was like a raging storm, smashing towards Ling Xuan suddenly, but hearing a sudden dinging sound spread all over the world, Ling Xuan raised his sword every time to block, but he only had the power to block, and there was no chance to fight back, but seeing that the two of them were fighting faster and faster, gradually, they could no longer distinguish the figures of the two, and the sky and the earth were hazy, and the two afterimages flickered up and down, left and right, stirring up thousands of feet of light and waves.

This open space within a radius of about ten miles is the battlefield of the two, this station, until the sky is dark, the ghost cries and howls, the dry grass is ash, the gravel is flying, and the steep mountain walls around are cut by sword qi, like a hot blade cutting oil, and the boulders are rolling down with a bang, shocking the earth.

The two attacked each other like a storm, and before they knew it, it was already hundreds of rounds, the sky was bright, and a round of red sun quietly climbed up to the east, and the slightest golden light shone down warmly, slowly dispelling the cold left over from the night.

Bite!

The two swords collided violently together, and then they parted with a touch, and floated away far away. Ling Xuan clearly heard a wail coming from the Sun-Snatching Sword, and the flame suddenly withered by three points. Although the Sun Capture Sword is extremely powerful, after all, there is a gap between it and Ye Bufan's Jade Dragon Sword in grade, and after this tragic fight, it is no longer bearable, and if the fight continues, the sword will inevitably break the soul.

Ling Xuan floated away from afar, gasping slightly, and said in a cold voice: "Good cultivation, I actually beat me without doing my best, and I only have the strength to parry, and I have no chance to fight back." ”

Ye Bufan's face was as usual, but the trace of contempt in his sharp eyes had long since disappeared, and he looked at Ling Xuan at this time, solemn and solemn, as if he was not facing an opponent whose cultivation was more than one grade lower than himself, but a mountain that he could not shake. With a faint smile, he said: "Ling Shaoxia is modest, he is just struggling to parry, and he has a slight advantage in the flying sword." ”

Ling Xuan smiled coldly, with a move of his hand, he put away the Sun-Capping Sword, and at the same time slowly raised his hand with one hand, and flew away to hide from the side to watch the lively Red Feather seemed to understand what he meant, and flew over with a little dejected look, falling into Ling Xuan's palm, and suddenly a trace of mana was infused into his body, and the small bird's body rose against the storm, and suddenly spewed out a thousand feet of flames.

"Innate Spirit Treasure!"

As soon as he saw the red feathers, Ye Bufan's complexion changed slightly. But seeing Ling Xuan suddenly shook his hand, the red feather broke through the air like a red dragon, its shape resembled a coiled and burning dragon, the momentum was like a fight, in its scream, Ye Bufan clearly saw that the air around him suddenly distorted, and the raging flames burning on the body immediately caused a chain reaction in the air, burning a sea of fire, in a sea of fire, the red feather was a dragon that took off in the sky, burning and changing, changing in an instant.

And almost at the same time as throwing the red feather out with his hand, Ling Xuan jumped into the air again, like an eagle with wings spreading, his hand changed, and a silver flying sword suddenly appeared in his hand. As soon as the flying sword appeared, it skyrocketed instantly, and it grew to a thousand feet in an instant, like a silver rainbow, like a rainbow, and it was like a king above everything, and everything around seemed to be wailing and trembling under the power of this sword!

It was snatched from the hands of Mo Shaohua, and after being refined again by the Creation Immortal Hu, it was automatically better than Ling Xuan's master, the superb spiritual weapon Proud Dragon Sword, and compared with Ye Bufan's ordinary spiritual weapon Jade Dragon Sword.

Ye Bufan's complexion changed and changed, and he didn't dare to be careless anymore, he pinched countless sword tricks in an instant, and roared in his mouth: "One sword breaks the sky, and laughs at the power of the world." Dan broke the sword and was born, and the proud sword smiled at the sky......"

In fact, the two of them fought from the first rooster crow to the rising of the red sun, but they were all worried in their hearts, and they did not go all out, after all, they were too close to the Heavenly Sword Sect, if the movement was too big and alarmed the people of the Heavenly Sword Sect, this battle might not be good. However, Ling Xuanxiu was inferior to Ye Bufan, and at the beginning, he chose the Flying Sword Capture the Sun Sword, which was not as good as Ye Bufan's, causing a situation of being passively beaten, although he did not suffer any damage, but he had already accumulated a lot of stuffiness in his heart, and he was bent on killing Ye Bufan at the beginning, but at this time, he had no worries, and he struck with all his strength to win the battle.

And Ye Bufan was under Ling Xuan's domineering aura that was above everything, and he passively fought back with all his might!

"Pride - Sword - Trick !!"

Almost the word 'trick' landed, and the jade dragon sword of a certain size suddenly emitted a thousand zhang of glow, and it soared dozens of times with a roar, like a mountain peak standing on top of the sky, and suddenly let out a heaven-shaking dragon groan, and rose into the air, like a divine dragon taking off.

As soon as the proud sword trick comes out, who will compete?

The thousand-foot silver light of the Proud Dragon Sword was like a silver dragon across the southeast sky, cutting through the sky and smashing down, with momentum like a rainbow. The Jade Dragon Sword is like an angry dragon, as if it has already transcended the shackles of time and space, and it is actually like a high mountain standing between heaven and earth that does not move for a long time, slowly and unstoppably piercing the sky, angrily fighting bulls!

He actually gave up the sea of fire that was coming to him, and chose a hard way to fight hard and fight hard with Ling Xuan's sword!

Bang!

Poof!

Two terrifying giant swords, slammed into one place, quiet, terrible silence, as if everything stopped running in an instant, visible to the naked eye, the entire sky was distorted, a circle incomparable, as if the waves of light that could destroy the heavens and the earth rippled silently, everything fell into a brief silence, and then a huge roar erupted, like a thunderclap on the ground, and a great earthquake trembled. And in that wave of light, Ling Xuan's weak body was like a fallen leaf in a storm, and like a sword in the wind, it flew out silently, smashed on the cliff behind him with a bang, and smashed the hard rock out of a big crater before falling to the ground fiercely, vomiting blood again and again.

And Ye Bufan gave up resisting the red feather, almost at the same time as the two swords collided, the sea of fire swallowed him whole, and the red feather was like a sharp arrow burning with anger, piercing through his chest. The sea of fire disappeared in an instant, and Red Feather returned to the shape of a palm-sized bird's body, while Ye Bufan took dozens of steps backwards one after another, after all, he couldn't resist the huge impact of the rocks that fell from the sky, coupled with the huge damage brought by Red Feather, he fell to his knees with a bang, and spit out three mouthfuls of blood in a row.