The Villain's White Lotus Halo

Yan Xing's saber is very fast, from drawing the saber to cutting it down, the short period of time is almost non-existent.The blade reflected the golden light of the formation in front of the mountain gate, and the cut was like a straight golden thread.

Lin Yuangui's sword came out of its sheath very slowly, the sword body collided with the scabbard intensively, and the echo was like a torrential rain blowing dry lotus.When his sword was finally out of its sheath, Yan Xing's saber intent was right in front of him.

"Zheng-"

The golden thread collided with the long sword, and suddenly a ray of light burst out, clearly illuminating the dead leaves and snow in front of them.Lin Yuangui stared directly at the dazzling light, followed the posture of drawing his sword, and raised his wrist slightly.

The Shuoyue Sword is even thinner than the heavy Duan Shui Knife.His sword is not considered a move.

But Yan Xingfei retreated quickly.A retreat is more than ten feet.

"Clank, clank—"

At the same time, more than twenty knives were thrown out from the wrist, and the golden light lit up one after another, like a dragon swimming in the sky.

His robe has touched the stone steps of the mountain gate, and there is no way to retreat.Another ten knives were fired, and the Qingming that collided with the sword energy was dense and sharp.

It took a total of 36 knives to finally resolve the opponent's first sword.

Lin Yuangui still stood where he was, without moving the corner of his robe.

Yan Xing's body-protecting true essence was split by the sword energy, scattered and overflowing.And his chest was disgusted, and his throat was unbearably sweet, so he simply spat out a mouthful of blood and foamed on the ground.

All the previous ideas about this battle were all invalidated the moment Lin Yuangui drew his sword.

He doesn't know how strong the other party is, just like he doesn't know how strong the big brother is.

Just like just now, the opponent just wanted to draw his sword out of its sheath, and easily and casually pulled away his long-prepared knife.

It doesn't even need a sword on Hengduan Mountain, Shuoyue, clear light for thousands of miles, just a random move of 'Qingyunchuxiu', can beat him like a dog.

Faced with this situation, another person would probably feel desperate.What's more, Lin Yuangui's second sword had already been raised, the jackdaws flew in the distance, and the dead branches beside him were broken.The more than ten miles below Cangya Mountain were all shrouded in the sharp sword intent, like a net covering the sky and covering the earth.

After Yan Xing vomited blood, he wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand.Without retreating or evading, the knife was fired again.

This knife did not have golden light, and it was not very fast, because he did not rely on the power of the mountain protection formation.

A gust of wind blew up from the ground, and the remnant snow and wild grass were smashed into powder and raised high, but they retreated wherever the blade went.An absolute vacuum formed in front of Yan Xing, cutting a passage through Lin Yuangui's net.

The second confrontation between Duan Shui Knife and Shuo Yue Sword!

The sword intent like weaving a net quickly gathered together, Lin Yuangui lowered his wrist and pressed the sword, and rushed along the intersection of the sword and the sword with a mighty force.

He asked the other party to take the first shot, which is the etiquette.Going all out now is respect.

The ground under Yan Xing's feet trembled, sank three inches, the gravel collapsed, and deep cracks were opened like spider webs.The sword energy pressed down along the edge of the blade, like the entire Hengduan Mountain pressing down on the wrist, the wrist bone was overwhelmed and made a crisp cracking sound.

"boom--"

Yan Xing flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, the ground was smashed out of a deep hole, and the smoke and dust filled the air.

He also had two broken ribs, and the blood he coughed up was mixed with fragments of organs, and his body was covered in dust and blood.Supporting the ground with a knife, he didn't kneel on the ground.The remaining sword energy raged in his spiritual veins, and there was a sharp pain.

I can't help but clearly realize that it doesn't matter if you can cut off the water with a knife, the person on the opposite side is not water, but a mountain.

Stronger than steel, unattainable.

Then he tore off the already broken sleeve robe with his left hand, and tied it around his right wrist flexibly.Wrap the handle of the knife tightly around your wrist.After completing this action, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, his face was pale and bleeding.

The true energy in his body began to burn wildly, his eyes were as bright as fire, the sword energy in his spiritual veins was temporarily suppressed, and Yan Xing swung his sword again!

The battlefield between Jun Yu and Yu Shi is in the sky above his head, and the magnificent mountain gate of Cangya is behind him.

How can I return.

*******

On the turbulent sea of ​​clouds, Yu Shi stood with his hands behind his back, with a very indifferent expression.

"After tonight, there will be no inheritance of Wei Jingfeng in the world."

Just thinking about it made him extremely happy.

He would kill Jun Yu, and the others would either die at Moxiu's hands or in front of the Cangya Mountain Gate, there was no difference.In his opinion, Duan Chongxuan's status is special, and now he inherits the Northern Continent, so naturally he cannot be regarded as a disciple of the Sword Master.

Wei Jingfeng had much brilliance in the past, but meteors are fleeting, and he can't even leave a legacy after death. After thousands of years, who will remember that there was a sword master?What a joy.

Wei Jingfeng's insolent life was always cursing, it was really retribution.

Yu Shi thought, for this day, it was worth going from Tao to Demon.

As night falls, the phantom of Baopu Bagua Sword continues to expand until it covers half of the sky, like an ancient giant beast that chooses and devours people in the dark.In comparison, the golden light of the mountain protection formation was somewhat overshadowed.

Chun Shanxiao sensed the other party's killing intent, buzzing and vibrating in Jun Yu's hands.

They stood motionless on the clouds.

A battle of this level is far beyond the concept of martial arts and moves.Just like when Rong Zhuo pointed at Hengduan Mountain, it turned into a sea of ​​blood for thousands of miles.Yushi's Bagua sword is also everywhere in the sea of ​​clouds.If Jun Yu and the mountain guards were not in the way, such an overwhelming Nirvana sword intent would be enough to collapse the six peaks of Cangya Mountain.

Jun Yu faced the opponent directly and felt this terrible power.

Holding Chunshan Xiao in his hand, he fought with each other in every place above Cangya, fighting with thousands of swords.

Yu Shi thought, it's just a peak Mahayana, no matter how powerful it is, how can it be against the sky?The difference of 500 years of monasticism between them is more than a gap in the sky.

Unless the opponent can break through Yasheng overnight, this kind of battle is meaningless, the only difference is the length of support.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help sighing, "Even if I haven't crossed the catastrophe, there is no difference between the old man and the saint."

He obtained a secret method to increase his strength in a short period of time as one of the conditions in exchange for cooperating with Rong Zhuo.Yu Shi is confident that if Wei Jingfeng is still in the world at this time, he can also kill him by the sword.

Jun Yu seriously corrected him, "It's not a saint, it's a false saint."

There was no mocking rebuttal, and the tone was calm, as if he was just stating the facts.

This was the first sentence he said tonight, and the words were like a sword, which made even the cold-hearted Yasheng Fengfeng angry.

Yu Shi said coldly, "Looking for death."

The huge Baopu Eight Diagrams Sword phantom quickly solidified, piercing through the wind and clouds, and stabbing at Jun Yu.

******

Except for the Dao Demon War a million years ago, there is no other war that can exceed tonight, no matter the scope of the war or the cultivation of the participants.On the five continents, nine out of ten cultivators are fighting, or on their way to the battlefield.In the tragic bloody sacrifice, the night seemed extraordinarily long.

Yin Biyue fought against twelve powerful demonic powers in front of the Changyuan Hall from daytime until night fell.I don't know the structure of Changyuan Hall, what kind of strange materials are used, no matter how sharp the sword intent or powerful attack is, it can only leave shallow scratches.

However, there is no snow and dry grass in a radius of ten feet, only bottomless cracks are scattered all over, criss-crossing, which shows that the battle is fierce.

Yin Biyue was only slightly injured, but his face was pale and tired, and his sword was not as precise as before.In fact, he was able to survive under such a siege until now, only to show a slight weakness in his successor. In the eyes of those powerful demons, he is already an incredible combat power.

After all, they have dominated the Eastern Continent for a long time, and their cultivation and combat experience should have been far superior to this young man.Now each of the 12 people was injured, and it was only when the other party showed signs of fatigue.It is rumored that the disciples of the Sword Saint are best at outnumbering the outnumbered and defeating the strong out of the weak, which really makes sense.

Yin Biyue's sword flowed like cold water, with a majestic force.It's just that the true energy is weak, and he deviates half an inch to the right, and the sword energy brushes past the opponent.It was too late to return the sword, and the empty door behind him opened wide.

A rare opening, a chance to kill the other party, is fleeting, and there is no room for thinking about it.

The positions of the 12 people changed rapidly, and the five with the strongest cultivation bases went all out, striking out palms decisively without any scruples, and releasing all the magic breath in their bodies.As long as the rest of them can restrain Yin Biyue for a moment, the battle will be over.

"boom--"

In the dark night, the earth trembled, and the tide-like magical breath swept across the world with earth, stone, smoke and dust.

However, the expected scene did not appear, but the sound of the sharp blade piercing the flesh was particularly clear and piercing.

The moment the five people's attack failed, their heart screamed badly, and suddenly their heart felt cold, and the severe pain spread.Before he even had time to turn his head, he collapsed to the ground with an unbelievable expression, dying in an instant.

Yin Biyue showed his figure from behind the five people, the remaining sword energy was wantonly, and his whole body was surrounded by the rolled up dust.With one strike from Thunder, he didn't want to fight any more, he broke out of the encirclement in a short time, and ran towards the direction of Tongtian Xuefeng.

The situation has changed so quickly that the living people can't believe it.In such a fierce battle, the opponent's aura is tightly locked, how to escape, and make such a swift and fierce sword, and complete the counter-kill accurately?

Yin Biyue had already appeared dozens of miles away in the blink of an eye, his figure was only a gleam, and when he reappeared, he was already at the foot of Xuefeng!

He was the fastest in the world, and he was in danger several times in the battle without revealing the slightest.Just to wait until just a moment ago, kill five people with one sword, and then get out of trouble.This is much faster than his breaking through each one, but it requires more patience and endurance.

He outputted all his true energy violently, as if he wanted to burn his spiritual veins, he rushed past twelve sentry posts one after another at the speed of breaking through space, and rushed straight to the top of the snow peak!

The demon powerhouses who were chasing after him were even more shocked than before—if they wanted to escape, they should rush out of the snow field. Even if the lord of the Golden Palace was not there, it would not be easy to go to Tongtian Xuefeng.There are not only the disciples of the Golden Palace, but also the Heavenly Demon Array protecting the mountain on Xuefeng.What is the difference between throwing yourself into a trap?

Is this person in a daze and going the wrong way, or is he out of his mind? !

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