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At some point, at the top of Piaomiao Peak, hundreds of men in black were suddenly added. The strangest thing is that each of these hundreds of masters of Tianbiao, each holding a woman or a man, regardless of the gender, looked extremely calm.

It is really strange that there are so many people suddenly in this kind of fierce battle. What's even more strange is that these men and women have deep internal strength, so this is naturally impossible to hide the perception of masters of the level of demon eyes, love clothes, and Xiaolongnu.

Hundreds of men in black in Tianbian were motionless, like wood, and their eyes stared at the ground. Yao Tong was so strange that these people were obviously experts of the Tianmeng, especially with more than a dozen people's cultivation, which shocked Yao Tong. It was unimaginable that there were such a number of terrifying masters in Tianbian.

But why don’t these people move? Why don’t they take action?

The ball of deep purple luster and cold light shining with sharp blades swept towards the green sword surrounded Xier with a diameter of more than 500 meters. The high-speed rotating purple blade rang continuously with continuous metallic attacks as it collided with the green energy.

The originally airtight blue sword net was cut into a gap by the purple tornado under the stunned gaze of everyone. The green energy spread out. After a moment, it all spread. The little sword looked coldly at Yi Yun who appeared in front of Xier.

The misty wind was blowing wildly, and Xier had extremely long purple-red hair, but it seemed to be surrounded by the external wind, dancing slowly and irregularly. 999 cold lingered with deep purple energy, spread out and floating around the bodies of the two. Yiyun was covered by the rich deep purple energy, and her eyes were cold.

Bei Luo Zixiao suddenly unsheathed from the sheath, pointed to the small sword below, and used his skills to shout coldly, "Let's fight! If you think you're consuming a lot of internal energy just now, you can refuse. But, I will still kill you."

999 sharp blades flashing with deep purple light flew around, scattering the Tianblade master surrounded by cruel, gentle and Le'er, and retreated with great knowledge. The formation was broken. The purple sword slowly flew back around Yiyun's body, and Xi'er laughed and floated away on the side.

The long hair of Xiaojian tied up with his tied hair danced in the wind behind him, his eyes as cold as before, staring at Yiyun for a while, and said in a cold tone that seemed to never change, "Are you going to challenge the white dusk of the Unbeaten Legend, or challenge the Unbeaten Legend, Xiaojian?"

Yi Yun raised her left hand gently, wearing the purple-red Antarctic palm, and suddenly gasped purple flames. "In the way of killing, you will die if you lose. No one can stop the sword that I had to kill you. After rebirth, there will be no difference between you, no matter what your identity is."

Xiao Jian held the sword in both hands, raised his chest up, and said in a cold tone, "I accept this challenge." Countless sharp blades covered with green energy flew from everywhere toward the top of Piaomiao Peak, completely blocking the sky of Piaomiao Peak. At the top of Piaomiao Peak, there was no sunlight.

"Only my sword sect comes out, and thousands of swords in the world are worshipping you, be careful." The little sword's tone was still cold, and the blue sword clouds rushed towards Yiyun like wind. 999 deep purple swords, with Yiyun's crazy swords, quickly approached Yiyun. Yiyun's body rotated rapidly, and instantly, the surrounding sharp blades turned into a tornado.

Countless blue sword energy rolled towards Yiyun. Compared with the blue energy in the sky, the purple tornado looks really pitiful. It is as sharp as a small hill standing on the side of a mountain, but it makes people unable to notice the existence of the hill without paying attention.

But the small deep purple tornado twisted all the green air swords that were rolled up from all directions to smash. The tornado was extremely fast and moved towards the small sword at a high speed. The small sword flew towards Yiyun, who was rushing towards him.

Thousands of blue swords suddenly transformed into one another, "All things return to one..." The deep purple tornado collided head-on with the little sword, "speed can also be power..." It seemed that the moment the two of them collided, countless deep purple swords were stabbed towards the East Summer Mountain in the hands of the little sword, and the sound of the deafening sword energy hit the sound.

The fierce battle between the two Fangs and Ling'er stopped at the same time and looked towards the center of the fierce battle. At this time, both of them clearly saw that the North Luo Zixiao in Yiyun's hand and the East Shenghua Mountain in Xiaojian's hand, and the sword blade burst out with fragments, showing a large gap.

"I will regret it...you will regret it..." Xier murmured to herself. However, at this moment, Le'er, who had just taken out of the formation, was watching the duel between the two with all concentration. Who would pay attention to Xier's muttering?

There is a person, a purple shirt who can always watch the battle seriously while portraying it seriously with one hand and playing the piano in the other while chatting about Yiyun seriously with something that he thought was very interesting.

However, Zishan seemed to think that the duel was even more exciting, and she stared at the battle in the field without blinking. She clasped her fists tightly, and she seemed extremely nervous in her heart. It was no wonder, after all, this was a duel between two legendary masters, Yi Yun's opponent was an undefeated legend, Xiao Jian.

The sharp blades that seemed to have not hit each other were constantly shattering out debris. The little sword moved with all its strength to fight against Yiyun's terrifying flower-tree. The third time the little sword collided, and the people watching the battle around them could no longer see the little sword.

Yiyun threw away to the sky, Yiyun's rotating body suddenly stopped, and Beiluo Zixiao, who was holding on with one hand, was already severely damaged and ragged. However, it was completely covered by the rich deep purple qi. The energy gathered in the gap was like the substance, Yiyun's body accelerated toward the deep pit, and Beiluo Zixiao in her hand suddenly grew nearly twice.

In the air, 999 sharp blades formed a semicircle, shattering the green sword that was attacking continuously. In the deep pit, a small sword covered with green energy rose into the sky, holding the sword in one hand, facing the falling Yiyun. Dongshenghua Mountain was also in ruins, but the green energy covered was extremely deep.

Even if some swords become broken or rotten, no matter how good they are, they are definitely not comparable to any other sword. The sword itself is the supreme divine weapon. This is the case with the North Luo Zixiao, and the East Shenghua Mountain is the same, just like the person who holds them, it is unique!

Zishan said excitedly, "Yiyun is about to produce the most terrifying sword intent in history! The strongest sword intent in the world!" A strong wind blew, even if the masters of the martial arts and lakes were far away from the two, they were a little short of it. They vomited blood and threw away almost at the same time, with a very powerful force, and the wall that hit broke through a big hole.

The fierce energy burst out from the little sword, which shocked the large-scale houses and buildings on the Piaomiao Peak, all burst into pieces. On the platform, the masters of the martial arts world with deep internal strength surged a chill in their hearts. Is this still a human being? With such a terrifying power at the legend, what are the other masters of the martial arts world to them? Apart from each other, what else can the Jianghu Lake influence them?

Sadness, many experts present who made great statements in the world, felt this feeling almost at the same time... But, this is too unfair, how could there be such a huge gap, how could there be an existence like an inhuman? This is too unfair, they are humans, not NPCs...

A loud crack sounded, almost at the same time as the two of them made their fifth move, Ling'er looked like a river and lake, covered with purple-red energy, and her body flashed from the top of the cliff. The most powerful sect magic weapon in the river and lake, the north falls Zixiao and the east succeeds the mountain. At the same time, under the violent light, it shattered and shattered. The two sect magic weapons, the last released light, was brilliant and dazzling...

The two of them had their right hand and the tiger's mouth was split at the same time. The little sword's left hand had a green light, and it instantly seemed to turn into an extremely thin and narrow blade, and stabbed towards Yiyun's abdomen. Yiyun's eyes were empty, and she made a sword-breaking gesture, at a faster speed.

Punching towards Xiaojian's heart, may Xiaojian's left-hand sword be faster than Yiyun? However, can Yiyun avoid Xiaojian's left hand safely after killing Xiaojian?

A figure suddenly appeared in front of the little sword. Yi Yun's left hand pointed at the sword, burning the purple flame, turning it into bright white, and the two green qi forces pierced into the heart that flashed. However, when it was infiltrated, it was blocked by the other party's terrifying internal force.

The little sword's left hand came back, slightly slowing down. The blue thin sword suddenly opened up a layer on the outside, shaking out a small gap to the blocking Zi Xiaoyan and pierced directly into Yiyun's fatal acupoint.

Yiyun's figure was thrown away by this terrible impact, and he forced the cliffs in the distance to burst out a deep hole. The hole was extremely deep and the situation of Yiyun was invisible.

The little sword, holding a white shadow, was knocked into a deep pit by Yiyun's powerful sword, and it was hard to see it. The top of the misty peak was silent. Some people's breathing began from when, and the ups and downs were extremely violent. Was it shocked by the terrible strength of the two? Or was it aftertaste?

Who knows...

In the deep pit, Ling'er vomited blood, Xiao Jian's eyes were still cold, but he stared at Ling'er in his arms with a steady smile. Ling'er smiled with difficulty, "I knew you, you want to take care of him. I'm done with kindness?"

"I've paid it back. Everything you did is far more than what you owe." Xiao Jian, his tone, was still cold, and Xiao Jian, seemed to be always cold. Ling'er showed a look of relief and said softly, "For me, tell him that I won't say it because I'm not qualified to speak first..."

Ling'er was finally exhausted. If it weren't for the support of Xiaojian with internal force, Ling'er, who had been hit by Yiyun's sword with all his strength, would have long been able to say so many words.

"I was defeated in this battle." Xiao Jian murmured to himself. Yi Yun deliberately used all her strength to fight hard, and deliberately used the strongest sword to break up the two magic weapons, just to create a fatal hollow gate that seemed natural, just to make Xiao Jian's left hand.

In Xiaojian's opinion, although Yiyun could not avoid his fatal sword after killing him, he was fully capable of avoiding the vital points with his terrible body skills. If it weren't for Ling'er, Xiaojian would die, while Yiyun would only be injured.
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