Xiuxian is like this

Sword energy and devil energy collided fiercely, stirring up the residual clouds and tides rolling out.

For a moment, the sky and the earth shook and roared, and the entire Xiaoqian Mountain screamed under the overwhelming power.

The mountain protection array was in danger, and after holding on for a moment, it was eroded by the exaggerated darkness, and the blinding white mist dissipated, and looking around the world, there were ghostly shadows of magic fog and darkness.

Clang! ! !

The sound of the sword is like a string, and it resonates in the sky.

A white glow rose from the ground, piercing through the void, driving the sword lotus to swell and split into thousands, and a huge sword with a handle split and intersected, shooting the black claws into sieves in the blink of an eye.

The billowing black tide dissipated, and the scenery on Xiaoqian Mountain became clear.

However, the mountains and forests collapsed, the soil and rocks collapsed, and the sword marks like a chasm were engraved on the mountain, extending cracks in all directions.

On the left and right, black and white confront each other.

A group of black clothes are juxtaposed, and everyone is Jackie Chan, twisting and restless in the void.

Looking from a distance, it seems that a black dragon rises from the sting, breaks the seal and comes out. Once it ends its eternal sleep for ten thousand years, the world will shake when it comes out, and if it enters the world, there will be natural disasters.

There are very few white clothes, and they are all children under the age of a hundred, and their momentum is obviously weaker by more than a little.

He Yuluo looked around, and couldn't help but licked his lips: "As expected of God Heng Xueliu, the Chang family has been passed down for thousands of years, and the methods are really good. I want your head."

After saying that, he waved his hand and issued an order, the scattered soldiers don't need to chase anymore, and all the soldiers form an formation, he wants to cut off the head of the traitor with his own hands.

He Yuluo took off the saber at his waist and strode towards the white clothes. His murderous aura disturbed the wind, thunder and lightning, and the wind and air flow paralleled him.

On the white-clothed side, Chang Qingyu was the strongest, feeling that the strength of his opponent's fusion stage was equal to his own, and he couldn't help secretly saying that it was tricky.

Qin Tianjian has the Seven Killing Orders, the Five Dou Talismans, the Three Heavenly Seals, and the Great Stele Curse. He Yuluo is so powerful at the end of the ranking, so what about the minions above him?

For a while, the pressure skyrocketed.

A quick fight, no one will be able to leave after a long delay!

"I'll stay here to stop this person. Look for an opportunity to leave. Don't go to the stronghold. Split up and evacuate towards the Kunlun Mountains." Chang Qingyu held Qingfeng in his hand, and sound transmission ordered the white clothes beside him.

The four of them were relieved when they heard the words, they lost to He Yuluo's oppression, and slowly retreated towards the rear.

Lu Bei stood where he was. Because of his proximity, he was protected by Chang Qingyu during the demonic energy surge just now. Now that the Mud Bodhisattva crosses the river, it is difficult for him to protect himself. The four white clothes did not intend to take him away with him.

boom! ! !

The phantom of the great sword condensed high in the sky, shaking the wind and thunder, and the streamer of light and showers shot straight down with the momentum of destroying the sky and the earth, bursting with sound and howling all the way, and slashed at He Yuluo with murderous aura.

The latter has an elegant figure, but his fighting style is violent and fierce.

He roared wildly, and the front of his fist rushed out, like thunder and cannon, the fist that was powerful enough to shake the world reversed the flow of light and destroyed the phantom of the giant sword.

One blow shattered the sky, and He Yuluo criss-crossed like a black electric glow, and he killed Chang Qingyu in an instant.

The power of the black light rushed straight into the sky, like a big knife cutting through the mountains, and the surging wind pressure spread in all directions, blasting the landslides and cracking the ground, splashing countless mud, water and gravel.

At the end of the far sky, the void twisted endlessly, shooting out spider web cracks.

Amidst the roar, the sword lights of Chang Qingyu's eyes soared, and the three-foot green front opened the white curtain, pouring like mercury from the Milky Way, covering the sky and covering the earth, instantly submerging He Yuluo who was close at hand.

Got it?

With one hit, Chang Qingyu retreated violently.

The spiritual sense sensed the huge mouth of the sunken abyss of the earth, and did not believe that He Yuluo was defeated by her sword.

Lu Bei raised his brows, the young man is in good shape, very strong.

All of a sudden, there was a roar of sound waves, and the Baizhang Fist printed across the sky.

Under the majestic force, the air seemed to become the surface of the water, swaying layers of ripples and spreading, and the next second, the water surface turned into a mirror surface, crackling and shattering to expose the darkness of the void.

The edge of the darkness seemed to have split the sky and the earth, pushing it out across the sky.

Pointing at the front of the fist, the violent pressure was unleashed, only the three-foot cold light remained undiminished. It opened the dark curtain and went straight to the fist mark.

When the two powers clashed, the air flow turned into wind dragons and earth dragons, and they swallowed them down. Xiaoqian Mountain, which was already in danger, was hit hard, and half of it was wiped out.

Two figures fought each other in the dust and mist.

Time slowed down for a moment, and it could be seen that the sword light was raining, hitting the vital points of He Yuluo's body like raindrops.

He Yuluo ignored it completely, and waved his fists and palms with both hands, violently attacking the void again and again.

Lu Bei: "..."

A cup of tea, I haven't seen you for a while, why is Senior Sister Shao so lazy?

Obviously when we met last time, I just fell down.

Unable to fight for a long time, He Yuluo gradually lost his patience. With a sweep of his cross arm, his fingertips slid down along the three-foot green edge. When the sword edge touched his heart, he raised his two fingers together, clamped the sword edge like a rock, and moved no.

"Break!"

The physical body of the body cultivator is strong, and his two fingers have been tempered thousands of times, which is no different from the diamond rock. With his sudden force, he bends the three-foot green edge to form an extremely exaggerated arc.

But that's it, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break this gorgeous female sword.

magic weapon!

He Yuluo's complexion changed, he didn't think much, just walked away.

Chang Qingyu's face showed a playful look, the sword light was hidden in his eyes, and the three-foot green sharp edge burst into endless sword blades.

The light beams spun and entangled He Yuluo's limbs. Under his terrified gaze, the air was so sticky that it was hard to breathe at this moment.

"cut!"

The sword light swelled into a ball, and thousands of light blades cut repeatedly, round after round of deboning and cutting flesh, causing He Yuluo to scream.

When the sword light dissipated, only a bloody skeleton remained in place.

呵呵味——

Before Chang Qingyu could kill them all, the skeleton raised a large cloud of white smoke, and a black light shone from the sky, raising the dead and bones, dragging He Yuluo out of the precarious state forcefully.

full HP resurrection!

Lu Bei let out a sigh, and looked up at the sky, the black light came suddenly, it was by no means He Yuluo's own supernatural power.

In a second, He Yuluo, who was half dead and riddled with holes in his soul, was brought back to life...

Except for no clothes, there are almost no shortcomings.

Zhaoqin Qintian Supervisor, there is indeed something.

This reminded Lu Bei of Wu Zhou's Xuanyin Division. In contrast, the old Zhu's family was simply...

Forget it, don’t compare, after all, Xuan Yinsi was trained by his godmother, not only does he receive a salary + perfect attendance award every month, but his eldest brother is also dressed in dog skin and fish meat.

boom!boom!boom!

The four figures landed on the ground, sinking into a deep pit like a cannonball, raising a large cloud of dust.

It's not that he has a lot of loyalty and wants to go together. Seeing that Chang Qingyu was defeated, he specially returned to support, but a more fierce one came behind.

Chang Qingyu looked at the four companions whose bodies were deformed with a livid face. His divine sense swept over and saw a figure standing in the sky.

Swish!

The black brocade robe flashed, and his feet fell silently, standing beside He Yuluo.

This is a middle-aged man with a refined temperament, with a personable demeanor, and the scent of books is mixed with a noble and upright spirit. At first glance, he is a frank and positive person.

Jintong.

Qin Tianjian, Wudou Talisman.

"My subordinates greet you, my lord!"

He Yuluo bowed down, took out a black robe and hurriedly put it on.

Jin Tong nodded, and didn't blame He Yuluo for underestimating the enemy and being careless, almost costing his own life. He sent an order in a cold voice: "The bandits of the Chang family want to live, and they must not be killed."

"Subordinates take orders."

He Yuluo tightened his black robe, trying to save himself from a bit of embarrassment, looking at Chang Qingyu with an unfriendly expression, his fingers creaking.

After a cup of tea.

Chang Qingyu flew upside down and fell to the ground, her head was bleeding, and half of her pretty face was red.

She stood up slowly holding the green blade, looked at He Yuluo and Jin Tong, the enemy was strong and strong, and then looked at the four companions who were seriously injured and dying, she had no generals to use.

It is inevitable, the situation is already very clear.

A mere fatal injury is not fatal to a monk like Chang Qingyu in the combined body stage. As long as the primordial spirit is intact, the body can be healed even if it is gone.

The key was the blow to her beliefs. She couldn't see any hope of winning, so she thought about walking decently with the green blade in her hand.

"Hengxueliu's name is spread all over the world, and King Yan admires it very much. The Chang family and Qin Tianjian have never been enemies. When King Yan puts the chaos in order, the Chang family can still exist in Zhaoqin." It seems to have seen through Chang Qingyu's mind. , Jin Tong spoke in no hurry.

While speaking, black light surged in his eyes, as if there was a demonic thought bewitching people's hearts, which caused Chang Qingyu's will to shake, and his hand holding the long sword slowly dropped.

"untie!"

She snorted, her plump chest heaved violently like a blower, one eye was stained with blood, and she raised her long sword in front of her.

"Qin Tianjian shouldn't have so much nonsense, but Yan Wang's southern line is tight, so you have minions like you smiling faces?"

"Stubborn."

Jin Tong snorted coldly. Seeing this, He Yuluo made a large black seal in his hand and raised it high above his head.

Seeing this, a row of black clothes clasped their hands together, and spread out a formation under their feet.

The black mist surged, and a phantom of a golem that was hard to see its true face rose from the ground, its robes fluttered, its sleeves fluttered in the wind, and clusters of magical thoughts turned into mist, rushing down like a tide.

At the target position, Chang Qingyu held the three-foot green blade in his hand, opened the curtain of sword power, and struggled to resist the frenzy of demonic energy.

One person protected the four companions, and after only holding on for a few breaths, they were completely submerged in the darkness.

The tide of magic sweeps across the land, and where it passes, everything loses its original heart, not to mention monks, even flowers and plants become extremely strange due to the black light.

Chang Qingyu's eyes turned black, his pupils were red and glowing, and the five fingers holding the hilt of the sword were stretched with black veins, trembling all over, fighting against the evil thoughts for the last time.

As for the four white clothes, they are so black that they are colorful at the moment, so I don't need to mention them.

"Take people..."

Jin Tong gave the order, and suddenly realized something was wrong, so he looked behind Chang Qingyu.

In the eyes, one eye is blind, the old man with disheveled hair is carrying a sword box, looking at his gray eyes, it is clear that he has not been swallowed by evil thoughts.

Refining Void Realm?

impossible!

"Who is Your Excellency?"

He Yuluo also felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly asked questions.

He fought with Chang Qingyu for a long time, and the void was shattered and healed several times. Not to mention a monk in the Void Refining Realm, he should have died hundreds of times even in the ordinary fusion stage.

Also, he has ignored such a big living person on the battlefield until now, and has not paid attention to him several times...

has a problem!

"Boundless Sword School, Tian Mingzi."

"Immeasurable Sword Sect..."

He Yuluo turned out the arrest order, and was taken aback: "Impossible, the Wuliang Sword Sect is dead, who are you?"

"Um?!"

The veins on Lu Bei's face were exposed, his gray eyes burst into sword light, and his beard burst into flames.

He raised his hand to untie the sword box, and shook the cracks in the spider web with a bang.

The sword box was opened, sweeping away the tide of darkness, and the nemesis continued to devour the magic thoughts like a steady stream.

Immediately afterwards, a black iron sword was slowly pulled out.

"you.

Are you saying that the Wuliangjian sect is dead? "