Stunning beauty

The wind is rustling.

The sun shines brightly.

Lord Yunying and Li Ziye both wanted to snatch each other after seeing how powerful the opponent's saber was.

In terms of quality, neither of the two is better than the other.

As the saying goes, only villains and women are difficult to raise. Today, they are all ready.

Lord Yunying and Li Ziye looked at each other's swords in unison, and a look of longing flashed across them.

However, both of them also know that the sword is the life of a swordsman, and it is not easy to seize it.

"Xuantian, Feng Lei!"

In the Tiangang Fuxian formation, Li Ziye suppressed his thoughts, and quickly formed a seal with his left hand, reappearing the thunder method.

Immediately, thunder surged from all sides of the formation, intertwined into a net, and immediately fell with a loud crash.

Below, the Holy Master Yunying focused his attention, turned his palms and poured his energy, the power of light surged, and he blocked the power of thunder head-on.

"The wind of a gentleman!"

The moment the Lord Cloud Shadow blocked the thunder, Bai Wangyu's figure flew up in front of him, and he swung his sword across, with great righteousness and fierceness.

Fighting again, Holy Lord Yunying concentrated all his attention and didn't careless any more. The Yunling sword in his hand turned into refined steel, blocking Taiyi's sharp edge resonantly.

The two magic soldiers clashed in strength, bright and magnificent, and the two forces collided with each other, rolling up thousands of sand waves.

The Holy Lord Yunying is one against two, and his moves cannot do their best. However, even so, in terms of the situation, they still have the upper hand.

The strength and confidence of the peak of the five realms can be seen.

"Flying Immortal Art, the sword swings Liuhe Qing!"

The moment Bai Wangyu and Bai Wangyu fought, outside the battle, Li Ziye's body moved, his body was like thunder, his afterimage moved, and in an instant, he was in front of the Lord Yunying.

The Flying Immortal Jue, which can be called the fastest in the world, is unparalleled in the past and present in terms of speed.

In the battle situation, even a master as strong as Yunying couldn't fully keep up with the instant speed of Feixianjue's sword, so he had to rely on his cultivation and Yunyingyi to block it.

"boom!"

Just a short distance away, the Chunjun sword shook the armor, still in the same position, the thunder was stirring and hissing was deafening.

Visible to the naked eye, the thunder penetrated into Yun Yingyi, constantly disintegrating its material.

"Get out!"

Yun Yingyi was hit hard again, Holy Lord Yun Ying's eyes erupted with anger, and he shouted angrily, the cloud flick sword in his hand was brightly shining, the sword moved the wind and clouds, and the two people in front of him were blown away with one sword.

More than ten feet away, Bai Wangyu and Li Ziye staggered to stabilize their figures, and immediately vomited blood.

As the battle progressed, the injuries on the two of them gradually accumulated, and they were no longer as calm as before.

"It's amazing!"

Li Ziye raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, stared at the thunder-damaged armor on the chest of Saint Master Yunying, and said in a concentrated voice, "If you do this seven or eight times, her Yunying garment will be useless."

"Seven or eight times?"

Bai Wangyu heard the words, and smiled wryly, "Can we carry her seven or eight more tricks?"

Opponents of this level, other than exchanging injuries for injuries, otherwise, they would have no chance to hurt her at all.

Thanks to Brother Li, he was allowed to face the strong players at the top of the Five Realms in the early stage of the Five Realms, and he had to fight the moves of the strong players at the top of the Five Realms.

"I can't bear it."

Li Ziye replied very simply, "So, next, you carry it. I'll prepare a big move and try to destroy it with a sword!"

"How long?" Bai Wangyu asked.

"Ten breaths, don't be disturbed." Li Ziye replied.

"it is good!"

Bai Wangyu didn't hesitate too much, he responded decisively, fixed his eyes on the cloud shadow lord in front of him, and pointed at the sword, the mighty surge poured into the sword.

Commitment is ahead, no hesitation is allowed, Bai Wangyu stepped forward, relying on his own strength, he blocked the Lord of Cloud Shadow, and bought time for his best friend behind him.

Ten breaths is not considered long, but ten breaths is too long to completely stop a strong man at the peak of the five realms.

Especially the current target of Lord Yunying is still on Li Ziye.

Sure enough, at the same time as Bai Wangyu moved his body, the figure of Holy Master Yunying also rushed out in front of him. The target was Li Ziye!

"boom!"

Bai Wangyu swung his body to block in front, too easy to swing, his awe-inspiring righteousness surged, and his power was even stronger than before.

Holy Master Yunying frowned, swung his sword to block Taiyi's edge, and immediately slapped out with a palm, forcibly knocking back the big Confucian disciple in front of him.

Three steps, Bai Wangyu took three steps back, forced himself to stabilize his figure, and then, with a twist of the sword in his hand, he attacked again.

"Ok?"

Seeing this Confucian disciple's life-threatening fighting style, Holy Master Yunying's expression became slightly condensed, and he sensed something was wrong.

what happened?

At this moment, outside the battle situation, Li Ziye put the sword in his hand in front of his body, and immediately formed a seal with both hands. The complex mark was dazzling.

In the Li family, Li Ziye was the only one besides Ge Lao when it came to the attainment of spells.

Under normal circumstances, Li Ziye could do most of the spells with one hand, or even without the seal.

In this world, there are only a handful of spells that require Li Ziye to form a seal with both hands and prepare for such a long time.

The reason why it took such a long time was that the maximum power of the spell could be exerted only after the imprint was completed.

Just as Li Ziye was quickly closing the seal, in the battle ahead, the Holy Master Yunying, who sensed something was wrong, forcibly rushed through, trying to interrupt the young man's forward swing.

"The world of mortals is rolling!"

Bai Wangyu immediately stepped forward and blocked the Holy Lord Cloud Shadow time and time again, buying enough time for the people behind him by exchanging injuries.

"What? The young master went to the Western Regions?"

At the same time, in the unknown place, in the Misty Rain Building.

Li Hongyi, who was recuperating from his wounds, heard the news that the young master was going to Wanmo Ridge, and said anxiously, "Old Ge, the Western Regions are full of crises, how can you let the young master take the risk himself?"

He went to the Western Regions before, and if Mr. Ge and Sister Hua hadn't rescued him, he would never have come back.

In that place, there is not only a scholar who is a master.

"fine."

In the underground spring, Ge Danyang opened his eyes, and said calmly, "Xiao Ziye will not do anything that is not sure, and, with the information you brought back earlier, there should be no danger in Xiao Ziye's trip."

"Old Ge, we only have information about the Nine Great Temples and the Galo Twins Hall of the Twelve Temples of the Western Regions. We hardly know anything about the other two temples."

Li Hongyi said anxiously, "Even if the scholar doesn't make a move, the masters of the Twelve Temples alone don't have a single person who is easy to deal with. If the young master runs into each other, the consequences will be disastrous."

"do not worry."

Ge Danyang shook his head lightly, and said seriously, "You overestimate the Twelve Temples, and you underestimate your young master too."

"The heavens and the earth are natural, the Taiyi is mysterious, the yin and yang are united to transform a hundred qi, the mysterious sky gives thunder, and the eight dragons."

In the Western Regions, in the Tiangang Fuxian Formation, just when Bai Wangyu was about to be unable to hold on, above the formation, ten thousand thunders galloped and gathered to form.

With the complete imprint and the blessing of the formation, under the scorching sun and the sky full of thunder, the dragon roared to the sky, and the eight dragons raised their heads, appearing shockingly.

"Old Bai, back!"

Li Ziye let out a deep sip, reminded him, and immediately drew his sword out, turning into a thunderbolt and rushing forward.

During the battle, upon hearing the former's reminder, Bai Wangyu immediately retreated without hesitation.

The next moment, Li Ziye rushed over with the power of eight dragons, and the move of shaking forward for ten breaths showed a ferocious appearance.

"Roar!"

But amidst the earth-shattering roar of dragons, the eight dragons against the world instantly engulfed the two of them.