Boom boom boom boom-

In the sky, the fight continued, incredibly intense.

The void is shattered, and the wind and clouds are broken.

The world collapses!

If the two fight in the Danxin Sword Sect and keep this sect in a while, they will become the dust of history!

...

I don’t know when, but another color has become more in the sky, which is the deepest and most heavy black.

In the golden light, among the thunder, there was a huge and vague black shadow. He held a golden giant sword and continued to slash out golden ball-like sword patterns, like a dark demon.

The golden ball-like sword pattern seemed to be not complicated. After being blasted out, there was only the simplest explosion, and no other things popped out. However, the explosion was extremely powerful, blowing the thunder into nothingness and sweeping into the crack of the collapsed space.

Before he knew it, the Master of Swords in Qingyi changed his methods again.

There was a violent roar coming from the battle place.

Everyone couldn't help but once again amazed at the power of the Sword Lord in Qingyi.

...

In amazement, another flower was in front of me.

The Jun Buyu also used the technique of increasing the size of the sky and the earth. His figure became very high and reached a height of a thousand feet in a few breaths, and there were thunder and lightning flashes on his body.

If this person had just given him a sense of being upright in terms of temperament and temperament, he would have really been upright now.

Jun Buyu used his fists to fight against the sword master's sword-do magic powers, but his movements did not show any courage and violentness, but were full of elegant beauty.

With his own hands, thunder was generated and rushing away under his urging.

This person seemed to have reached an extremely high level of perception in the Way of Thunder.

Boom-

The explosion became louder and louder.

The figures of the two were soon flooded by golden light and silver thunder again. High in the sky was a vast ocean of gold and silver.

The ocean of gold and silver is rolling, boiling, roaring, spreading, tearing the sky apart!

The scene was not seen with your own eyes, and it was unimaginable.

...

At this moment, I don’t know how many mortals in the mountain villages and cities fell to the ground, looking panicked.

The monks watching were shocked, and a deep sense of loss surged in their hearts.

This is the real master.

What does that little achievement count as?

After losing, the monks with a brave nature, such as Dao Lang, who was naturally brave, were soon so excited that their eyes shone, and they wished they could come to that realm now and join the battle.

Yang Xiaoman has never fought for it, and he did not have an extremely urgent or strong pursuit in his practice. But at this moment, he also felt a burning ball in his heart. It was the fire of a natural monk, and the deep dream and hope of seeking the Tao.

...

Time passes by little by little.

In any case, this battle will eventually be decided.

boom--

After an extra huge explosion, the wind and clouds surging, and the gold and silver rays burst out in the sky, splashing in all directions.

In the explosion of Mangcai, two more figures flew backwards and shrank rapidly.

The white one flew backwards for two or three thousand feet and then settled down.

And the black one was poured out four or five thousand feet before it fixed its body.

Everyone looked at it from a distance, thinking a lot, but they didn't dare to look at it in their spiritual sense. However, their naked eyes could no longer see it after the other party's body shrank, and they had no idea what the situation was now.

After waiting for a while, there was no sound of fighting.

It seems that the dust has settled.

"Everyone goes back to the mountain city with me!"

After another dozen breaths, the voice of the Sword Lord in Qingyi finally came from the sky.

In that voice, unlike the usual coldness and toughness, it was extremely low and filled with inexplicable loss and melancholy.

...

Obviously, he lost!

The cold and tough Sword Master of Qingyi lost.

He lost to a monk who appeared inexplicably at the middle stage of the Ancestral Orifice.

If this news spreads, I don’t know how much shock it will cause.

...

Cheers came from the ragged Danxin Sword Sect.

After looking at each other, the monks from the Sword Cultivation Alliance did not stop any longer and headed back together.

Of course, this also includes the rebellious disciple of the Danxin Sword Sect who threw the sword cultivator alliance.

call--

As soon as he flew out, a purple vortex swept straight towards the man in the high place of the sky. In the vortex, it had a strong suction force.

"Senior, please spare me, Sword Lord save me!"

The rebel shouted.

The Sword Lord of Green Clothing could not save him. The other monks of the Sword Cultivation Alliance no longer looked at him, and they were afraid that they would not be able to avoid the purple vortex.

...

Bang!

After a while, an explosion started.

The ignorant disciple exploded into a blood mist and died on the spot.

...

In the sky, the light and shadow had long dissipated, but when Jun Buyu fell down, his whole body seemed to be covered with a layer of light, shining brightly.

His clothes naturally exploded a lot, and even large pieces of blood stained red, and his chest seemed to be pierced. After all, the Lord of the Sword in Blue is not an ordinary person. With the character of the Lord of Blue-Clothing Sword in Blue, even if he loses, he will never make his opponent feel better.

But the man fell down and walked into the void again, but he was extremely calm, and he didn't even frown, as if he had just gone to an ordinary appointment.

"Thank you for your kindness in protecting the sect!"

When the disciples of Danxin Sword Sect saw him come back, they roared again and all bowed to the ground, including the white sly wind.

Jun Buyu's eyes were faint.

That was a strange expression that was remembered, but it was vague and difficult to chase.

In the past years, has he also accepted such tsunamis?

He remembered life after life, but still didn't know who he was?

Who is he?

...

In that dark underground cave-like world, Fang Junmei was still fighting with Shen Wanche, and realized the way of sword patterns from the battles one after another.

This is definitely the most common period of time Fang Junmei has fought in her life.

Every ten days, it’s a battle!

Compared to his understanding of the sword pattern, his combat experience is almost growing at a terrifying speed. These combat experiences are like stars and fire, shining with light. If they can burn in pieces, it may be a big gain.

Sometimes, even when the sword was slashing, Fang Junmei could feel that she wanted to deduce some new methods. Unfortunately, because she focused on the sword pattern, Fang Junmei had no time to pay attention to those things.

And he is like this, isn't there any god?

This person can be accepted as a disciple by the Sword Lord in Qingyi. In addition to his bloodline, he must also have extremely high talent for practicing Taoism.

Fang Junmei's fight against him was a great experience for him.

"Come on, call again."

On that day, Fang Junmei stood behind her and said again.

Shen Wanche, who was meditating with his eyes closed, heard this, opened his eyes and glanced at him. Deep in the eyes, there was a cold plot passing by.

...

Bang bang bang-
To be continued...