"Zishan, everyone has finished preparing. This time, all the experts with certain strength are all masters. Others with poor strength are not necessary to die." Yao Tong said softly. Zishan smiled happily and said, "It's great! Then should we set out now? An unprecedented battle! It must be very lively and exciting!"

Yao Tong chuckled and held the purple shirt, while the love shirt was holding the purple shirt, and the little dragon girl next to the three of them whispered, Li Ying walked down the mountain first, Ming and Jiaze protected the four people and led the way at the same time.

Zishan smiled and looked back at the top of the palace with hundreds of cold blades. Each sword on the top of the palace was a rare treasure that was placed on the rivers and lakes. Yiyun spent nearly half of his property for these swords. Of course, others did not know about this, only Zishan knew. Zishan withdrew her gaze and set out towards Lingjiu Palace with Yao Tong and others.

Only Zishan knew that there was a sword in the center of the dense sword on the top of the hall, which was unique. Even in the sheath, there would be a faint dark purple light flowing, just like Beiluo purple shirt on the waist of Zishan...

More Sky Blade masters rushed into the top of Piaomiao Peak. In the garden, Rong'er angrily said, "The Zixiao Sword Sect brings people to attack! The people of the sect were temporarily entangled by the Zixiao Sword Sect, and the people of the Tianzhi Alliance are rushing up the mountain."

Le'er, who was in the formation, was extremely anxious, 'If it weren't for me, I wouldn't have allowed me to continue to increase my murderous aura, you might not have trapped me...'Le'er's resentment makes sense. Le'er's murderous aura, Xier is not allowed to continue to strengthen her cultivation, otherwise Le'er's murderous aura will always be so low?

The auxiliary bonus is different from other attributes, which are improved by murderous aura and other auxiliary attributes, and will also increase the actual useful value. Le'er is unwilling to practice the auxiliary skills of Lingjiu Palace, the sect. After understanding the secret of murderous aura, the few people looked down on the murderous intention of the sect at all. It is too inferior. If they practice high, their minds and nature will be as ruthless as the old boy in Tianshan. Le'er will look down on this simple and ruthlessness.

There were more and more experts from the Sky Alliance that rushed to the top of Piaomiao Peak, and there were more than a thousand people. Seeing Rong'er, Ming'er was about to be besieged. On the side of the Lingjiu Palace Garden, dozens of disciples dressed in Lingjiu Palace costumes suddenly emerged. Everyone's eyes were cold and indifferent, and their bodies were covered with purple-red energy. Dozens of people appeared behind and greeted the masters of the Sky Alliance rushing into the entrance of the garden.

Dozens of people cooperated very well with tacit cooperation. The masters of various sects of the Sky Alliance who poured in, were shocked by these people in the blink of an eye and killed more than 70 people. Dozens of Lingjiu Palace disciples slaughtered the masters of the Sky Alliance who were constantly pouring in like tigers entering a flock of sheep.

Yao Tong, Love Yi, and Xiaolongnu protected Zishan and turned over from the edge of the cliff to the top of the peak garden. Zishan happily smiled and said, "Wow! It's so intense!" As he said that, he pointed to the fierce intercourse in the field, and clapped loudly from time to time. Yao Tong did not take action. He came here at this time, but came up to join in the fun and watched the show. The battle at the foot of the mountain did not come out. The masters of the Sky Alliance and Lingjiu Palace were not killed, so Yao Tong would certainly not take action.

The most intense fight was Qunfang's jealousy and Ling'er. Ling'er had already taken off her black clothes and had already hit the small cliff opposite with Qunfang. The cliff was hit by the two of them from time to time, and the shatters were flying. It seemed that the two of them had a equal battle. Qunfang's jealousy could not do anything to Ling'er, but Ling'er could not defeat Qunfang's jealousy.

Yi Yun and sword intent in the array were activated frantically, and the actual usage values ​​of various attributes had reached a level that had never been reached. The impact suffered by the meridians was extremely heavy, with three holes blasted by Yi Yun, but it was instantly compensated. Yi Yun couldn't help but admire that this formation was really great unless the number of people deploying the array outside was reduced to a certain number, otherwise, this formation would probably never be broken.

Zixiao Mountain, the top of the hall, nine hundred and ninety-nine swords trembled faintly. A sword with a deep purple luster flowing in the center, with a particularly special shape, and the bright light emitted was getting wider and wider. This is a magic sword, a magic sword created by Yiyun for effort. The magic sword is not created just by trying to make it. The price paid for each is that the true energy cannot be recovered within a month, the spirit is in a state of exhaustion, and the master is completely unable to fight with the masters.

Therefore, Yiyun only made two, one hanging on the waist of Zishan, and the other placed on the top of the hall. Yiyun told Zishan that this sword would always be placed on the top of Zixiao Mountain Palace, and it was the magic weapon of the formation sect of Zixiao Sword Sect!

At this time, the sword moved, and 998 swords around it slowly flew up together. The 998 sharp blades were covered with deep purple luster. In the blink of an eye, they formed a flat circle, rotating and dancing at high speed and flew towards the distance...

Yi Yun in the formation did not know that his impact had just happened, and thirty-two people had killed the expert of the Tianbian formation outside the formation, but there were thirty-six more people to make up for the gap. However, for Yi Yun, it was not important to know whether this situation was...

A deep purple light cut through the sky like a meteor and rushed towards the seventy-six Sky Blade masters. The sky Blade masters were shocked. A tornado composed of deep purple swords suddenly rolled up, and quickly rolled up from all directions. Blood splattered, and almost instantly, seventy-six Sky Blade masters with deep internal strength were penetrated by the sharp blades in several vital points of their bodies, and they fell to the ground with anger.

999 sharp blades, suspended in the air, flowing with deep purple light. All the illusions in front of Yiyun disappeared. Yiyun drank a glass of wine, put the wine pot and wine glass back into the vacuum bag, glanced at the corpse on the ground, and said lightly, "Although you have the strength to trap me, it's a pity that you don't have the strength to trap my sword. Amitabha, I am merciful..."

Yiyun carried out her light skills and ran quickly towards Piaomiao Peak. Behind her, 999 sharp blades followed closely...

At the top of Piaomiao Peak, there was no figure of Keming. He was not busy watching the battle situation. He had forgotten Keming beside him. He could not even notice when Keming left. On the cliff of Piaomiao Peak, two people in Taoist robes held each other.

Keming bowed softly at the morning dusk and said, "Junior Sister Dusk, I know I advise you not to go up, you won't listen. But if you want to go up the mountain, you have to pass my level first." Wuse looked calmly and looked at Keming for a long time, unfolding his body without saying a word, and climbing towards the top of the peak. Keming's waist descended westward and Wudang was quickly unsheathed.

The light ripples on both sides spread out almost at the same time. The two swords were as if they were sticking together and could no longer be separated. The two swords were constantly drawing circles, which was called active, and the dusk was passive, and sometimes the dusk was active, which was called passive.

But in the end, no one could get rid of the other party. No matter how much the other party changed, the other party could always keep up with the changes in the opponent's sword posture. The battle between the two was very strange, and Ke Ming was very confident. After so many years of training, even facing Yi Yun, Ke Ming still had sufficient confidence!

This seems to be extremely unsevere, like a child playing...

At the foot of Lingjiu Palace Mountain, a deep purple tornado swept across. 999 sharp blades that continued to emit deep purple light flew into the field and attacked regardless of the sect camp. The tornado formed by sharp swords left behind corpses, all of which were splashing blood in the throat and killed instantly.

The three troops who were originally fighting fiercely unconsciously resisted the sudden arrival of Zijian. The masters of Zixiao Sword Sect involuntarily led their hands and slowly retreated. More cold blades in the field flew out of their hands without being controlled by their original owners, and flew towards the people who were still taking action.

At the foot of the mountain, a figure suddenly appeared out of thin air. The masters of the Zixiao Sword Sect yelled loudly, "The head of the Zixiao Sword Sect said loudly, "The people of the Zixiao Sword Sect immediately stopped and retreated, and those who took action died." Although the tone was plain, it was clearly heard by everyone at the foot of the mountain. More and more people in the Zixiao Sword Sect broke out of the battle circle and carried out their light skills to return to the foot of the mountain. In a moment, they had gathered into a dense sea of ​​people.

Yiyun walked up the mountain. The sword net composed of purple blades around her body was assembled within a certain range and shot out quickly. The mountain road behind Yiyun was soaked in blood and accumulated by corpses...

Who can stop Yiyun from moving forward?

Yi Yun frowned slightly, and her figure flashed and disappeared from the mountain road. The 999 sword seemed to have never existed before, and disappeared at the same time.

Halfway up the cliff, Keming and Wuse's sword were still stuck together. Both of them were exhausted and sweating profusely. Obviously, the internal strength was consumed extremely strongly. A purple shadow appeared beside the two of them out of thin air, and the purple shadow's body was surrounded by a sharp blade that flashed purple light. Keming pulled back, Wuse did not pursue it.

"Yi Junior Brother, Ke Ming really didn't expect you to come in the end." Ke Ming looked calm, Yi Yun said in a calm tone, "Ke Ming, you have already lost your bet." Ke Ming said calmly and said, "Yes, Ke Ming has indeed lost. Only after the sea of ​​blood can there be peace and stability."

"So, you have to promise me something today. Don't let Wuse draw his sword on the top of the mountain. No matter what method you use, I know you can do it..." Yi Yun said that, and after a few flashes, she left two people behind and climbed towards the top of the mountain.

Wu Se shook his head gently, looked up at the direction of Yi Yun leaving, and said softly, "Even Brother Yi can't stop my steps." Ke Ming said calmly, "Twilight, you are wrong. You can't interfere in today's battle after all, unless..." Ke Ming's sword in his hand gently rested on his throat.
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