Saying that, Ziyun took the lead without the slightest warning, his body was like a butterfly dance, fluttering and flying, and when his body turned, a sharp sword qi was contained in the dance, cutting through the sky, as fast as lightning.

Long Chen was helpless, he didn't dare to be careless, this Ziyun's cultivation was much stronger than the original Dou King, his fists were clenched, and the golden light outside his body flowed, like a golden armor immortal, with a thunderous momentum, he blasted up.

One of the two is gentle and charming, the other is domineering and mighty, according to the momentum, Long Chen is not weaker than Ziyun, which makes many people impressed.

Boom, boom, boom

Long Chen's fist bombarded the sword qi, although it could shatter the sword qi, but the fist was also slashed by the sword qi, it was okay for a short time, but if it lasted for a long time, it would be a loss.

In the eyes of outsiders, it was a different scene: "Can you take it?"

"The punch is so domineering!"

"This kid is not simple!" Venerable Chiyun stared at Long Chen, and found that he couldn't see through this guy with his cultivation in the late stage of Mahayana, and it should be impossible to be higher than his own cultivation, probably because he had cultivated some hidden method.

Ma Hong was also extremely surprised, the sword qi of the Purple Cloud Venerable, even he had to be very careful, and resisted with the Xuanjin Wheel, but this kid just smashed the sword qi with the strength of his body, and this strength was not weak.

Ziyun is fearless of Longchen's bombardment, with excellent qualifications, full of sword energy, and pervasive, so that Longchen will be inevitable, and he will definitely use up his yuan power for a long time, and thus fall.

Long Chen's face was solemn, the golden light outside his body suddenly triumphed, turning his fist into a palm, the jasper luster in his palm flashed, and in this moment's breath, there were already dozens of sword qi falling on his body protection elemental power, if it weren't for his own cultivation of Xuantian Bu Po such a defensive cheat, I am afraid that this sword qi alone would be enough to make him lose his combat effectiveness.

"Drink, Cangyu Palm!" Long Chen suddenly shouted, and when his palm rolled, it turned into a jasper-colored giant palm with a size of dozens of zhang in mid-air, driving an extremely fierce Gangfeng and pushing forward, and the sword qi collapsed where it passed.

A trace of surprise flashed in Ziyun's beautiful eyes, and then the dance steps stopped, and his body floated out like a fairy, and at the same time as he retreated, a small sword like mercury appeared in the air, his eyes were slightly closed, and his sword qi soared with his heart, tearing out an inscrutable trajectory in the air, and he was under the horizontal batch.

The sword qi fell, the three fingers on the giant palm were cut off in unison, the sword qi at the incision was surrounded, and it was still devouring the yuan force in it, Long Chen was frightened, the silver sword light flashed again, several times in a row, Long Chen had completely lost contact with the giant palm, and finally collapsed, turning into a sky of yuan power.

"It's so strong, but is it Edgeworth?"

Long Chen's eyes also closed, but the small silver sword in mid-air had already broken through the clouds and rushed towards him, and the speed was as fast as ever.

"Is this guy going to die, he dares to be distracted in the battle with the Purple Cloud Venerable!"

"It's a pity, if he is cultivating for a while, he will definitely be the number one person on the demon punishment list!"

Ma Hong also looked at the battle situation nervously, spread his palms, and was ready to go to the rescue as soon as there was a special situation, even Ziyun was a little puzzled, is this guy really ready to give up?

Sonor!

But an extremely incongruous collision sound broke everyone's contemplation and tension, and when they looked at it, there was an extra golden long sword in mid-air, which was now on top of the silver sword, only a few inches away from Long Chen's chest

Chen Yanyan breathed a sigh of relief, and the boulder in her heart also fell.

"Edgeworthiness!"

Everyone was shocked again, the sword technique has great requirements for cultivators, it is difficult for ordinary swordsmen to control the sword body with their hearts, to achieve what they want, if they can't take this step, then sword cultivation can never be called sword cultivation, this technique is also about cultivation, only care about perception.

Chiyun's complexion changed again: "No, this sword qi also contains the meaning of destruction!"

All the Venerable Beings looked at Long Chen, for fear that they had missed the slightest.

"Hmph!" Although Ziyun was surprised, he quickly recovered, he had only been cultivating for more than ten years, and he had only cultivated this sword art for no less than thirty years, how could he be able to defeat himself.

The small sword changed its trajectory again, stabbing out at an extremely tricky angle, Long Chen also controlled it, Long Lone was not weaker than the former's sword with strength alone, he was not afraid of anything, the sword body was flat, and once again resisted the attack.

Ding Ding Ding

The sword blades of the two constantly collided in mid-air, sparks splashed everywhere, the sword qi collapsed, and the deafening sound was heard for a long time, and the performance of the flying sword dazzled everyone, and even they couldn't keep up with the speed of the sword body.

After a long time, Ziyun was surprised to find that with his own swordsmanship, he couldn't help the former at all, and in addition to being surprised, the external Yuan Force surged, and the luster on the flying sword also increased, and then extended dozens of zhang of sword light, and a sword slashed down.

In the face of this sudden change, Long Chen was a little unexpected, so he had to hurriedly set up his long sword and resist in front of him.

Rumble!

An earth-shattering voice sounded, and Long Chen's entire person with his sword fell backwards, and the golden light outside his body brought a trench dozens of zhang deep on the ground, and his face became much paler.

"Ziyun's sword skills are becoming more and more mature!" Chiyun was not surprised, after all, Venerable Ziyun was a cultivator of hundreds of years, and it was extraordinary.

Sou!

The silver sword light flickered again, and the sword body of dozens of zhang gave people a sense of intimidation.

Long Chen's soles suddenly stepped on the ground, bringing up the smoke and dust in the sky, and with the help of his strength, he held Long Gu in his palm, and used the surging yuan force in his body to gather within the sword body, and in an instant, the golden sword body was also enlarged in mid-air: "The first style of the Son of Heaven Sword Technique!"

Thundered!

The golden sword body covered the sky and the sun, as if it came from the clouds, with a sharp sword aura, and fell down!

The air through which the sword qi passed avoided one after another, like a vacuum, and the whistling sound was deafening, causing a sense of depression in everyone's hearts.

The two finally intersected, the huge sword body in the air was like two huge beasts, biting each other, Ziyun was looking solemn, and the yuan power in his body continued to pour into the sword body, resisting the oppression of the golden sword qi.

"The second style of the Son of Heaven Sword Technique!"

With Long Chen's low roar, another golden giant sword fell sharply from the top of the firmament, turning into a golden dragon and landing directly on the first giant sword.

Boom, boom, boom

Finally, the cyan sword qi couldn't hold on, and it was forced into the ground by these two golden sword qi, and in an instant, the ground with a radius of nearly a thousand zhang trembled, and the smoke and dust swept up like a tornado, sweeping the heavens and the earth.

Most of the monks were covered in dust and looked extremely embarrassed when they escaped from the blast space.

When the smoke and dust cleared, a figure thousands of feet away was revealed, and only the seniors of the Seven Sects and Chen Yanyan could stand here smoothly, Chen Yanyan was protected by Ma Hong, and the two people who fought were still standing in place, but their feet were deep in the ground.

Long Chen and Ziyun's faces were a little pale, but fortunately, they didn't suffer much damage.

Ziyun's face was gloomy: "I didn't expect it, I still underestimated you!"

Long Chen smiled helplessly: "Senior Ziyun, we might as well stop here, how about it?"

"Hmph, then you never want to be with Yan'er!" Ziyun said mercilessly.

Suddenly, the Purple Cloud Venerable grabbed his long sword in mid-air, and the silver sword light suddenly magnified in Long Chen's eyes, and then differentiated into a dense sword qi, swarming upward.

Long Chen hurriedly used the sword qi, this Ziyun said that he would do it without mercy, his body was in line with the sword, and he was always in the sky, everyone just saw that his body flashed with golden light, and a sword actually jumped out of the package of countless sword qi.

"Is that okay?"

Long Chen didn't have time to care about these discussions, because he had already heard the sound of Ziyun chanting the mantra, you must know that he had exchanged several moves with Ziyun, but he had never seen her give a mantra.

Sure enough, Long Chen found that the Yuan Force around him was surging towards the former at an extremely crazy speed, and the sword blades that were floating in mid-air had gradually turned white due to the convergence of Yuan Force, and an indestructible earth-shattering sword intent gradually rose in mid-air.

The Red Cloud Venerable not far away had a solemn face, and said slowly, "This seems to be the first type of sword blade among the three styles of the Purple Cloud Breaking Blade!"

"What!"