Jing Jiu looked solemn, with a sword in his right hand and a formation using Chengtian Sword Technique. This is very serious, and it can even be said to be in a state of facing a great enemy.

How many people in the world can easily snatch the sword from his hand in this state?

Zhao’s twelfth lunar month does not count.

Jing Jiu himself was right. Among the swordsmanship of Qingshan Jiufeng, he was the worst in Chengtian swordsmanship. It only depends on whether Gu Qing can improve in the future.

Of course, if he really wants to do his best, he can compete with Xue Ji. After all, the universe is his own sword. But he felt very clear that the other party was only interested in the sword. More importantly, Wang Xiaoming was not far away with the Fiery Sun Banner, and he had to seize this opportunity.

After Xue Ji arrived at the scene, the flames like clouds and rivers drifted towards her in the air. The sky fire in the clouds no longer fell to the Qingtianjian, but kept bombarding her. The stream sometimes condensed into ice, sometimes evaporated into smoke, and the red and hot stones instantly frozen by the cold water, and the scene was extremely chaotic.

There was obviously something wrong with the Lieyang Banner. The Yanggang Fire in the Banner actually began to attack Xue Ji on its own and no longer obeyed Wang Xiaoming's will.

The cold wind rose slightly, and Jing Jiu disappeared from the spot and came hundreds of feet away. His right hand broke through the air like a blade and slashed at Wang Xiaoming.

He did not use the Seal of the Emperor of the Underworld because it was still a little while before he could fully exert his power. He did not use anything else to put his head in the box, but his right hand was used.

When Qing'er said that Qingtianjian could not be used for fighting, Jing Jiu was very puzzled and thought that the heavenly magic weapon that he could not fight would be different from broken copper and iron.

So what does the heavenly magic weapon that can fight means?

He wanted to try how much power his right hand, from spring to autumn, and then to spring, has recovered.

The fiery sun banner protected it and stood up in front of Wang Xiaoming.

At this time, all the Yanggang Fire was attracted by Xue Ji. The Lieyang Banner was still a very powerful magic weapon, but it could not block this right hand.

There was only a slight sound when I heard it, and a clear crack appeared on the banner full of black soul fire!

Wang Xiaoming showed an incredible expression and thought to himself how this is possible!

The Lieyang Banner was connected with him, and his body was damaged. His mind was also greatly impacted, and he vomited blood with a puff.

He groaned, and the magic skill was used quickly. The banner rolled up huge waves, shocking Jing Jiu, and at the same time, he sent him into the clouds. In an instant, he came to the high altitude.

With a buzzing sound, the clothes fluttered, and Jing Jiu also came to the sky, just like Wang Xiaoming's shadow, and a sharp light was cut out with his right hand and slashed it down.

Wang Xiaoming's magic skills were indeed amazing. He shouted violently, turned into several black smoke, forcibly regained control of the Fierce Sun Banner, rolled up the breath of fire in the clouds, and slammed Jing Jiu's body.

A muffled thunder sounded in the sky.

The gloomy but constantly burning clouds shattered and then quickly dispersed.

The fire wall that emerged in the cracks gradually fell down until it disappeared.

Two straight lines appeared at the rise of the muffled thunder.

A line sinks into the snow-capped mountains, and a line falls in the distance.

...

...

There is a big pit on the distant wasteland.

Wang Xiaoming closed his eyes, the magic armor on his body had been broken into two pieces, blood was everywhere on his chest, and his face was pale like paper.

Black smoke lingered around him, and he suddenly opened his eyes and let out a howl like a wounded beast.

He never thought that at the most critical moment, there was a problem with the Lieyang Banner. He only knew how to attack the snowman who came from somewhere and actually let Jing Jiu go!

In order to seize the Qingtian Jian, he prepared for so long, but now he is in a mess and destroys a high-level magic weapon to save his life. The most annoying thing is that even the Lieyang Banner was stabbed into a crack by Jing Jiu!

Although this crack will not have much impact on the Lieyang Banner, how many people will he need to kill if he wants to re-sacrifice to perfection?

What made him most angry and unwilling was why he was inferior to Jing Jiu?

He rushed out of the bottom of the pit with the Lieyang Banner, and was about to step up and continue to fight with Jing Jiu.

Several sounds of wind breaking out sounded, Gao Ya and several elders of Xuanyin Sect rushed over, looked at the scene in front of him, and quickly stepped forward to stop him.

The leader suddenly disappeared from the main hall, and then there was a strange movement of the Lieyang Banner. They knew something had happened. When the fire clouds of the Lieyang Banner dispersed, they rushed over. Who knew that they had seen such a picture. Even though they were quite dissatisfied with Wang Xiaoming's actions, these elders did not dare to do anything and begged him to leave quickly.

This is already the northern foot of Lengshan Mountain and very close to Baicheng. Today, the Lieyang Banner made such a big noise, which will inevitably alarm those decent and powerful people.

If Zenzi and others rushed over and took advantage of the opportunity to take away the Fiery Sun Banner, wouldn’t the Xuanyin Sect be over?

When leaving, Wang Xiaoming looked at Xueshan with a resentment, thinking that one day I will kill you!

Shortly after the Xuanyin Sect left, the righteous strong man indeed rushed over.

Those who came from the Kunlun Sect, Zhenren and Feng Dao Cultivator.

They stood in the clouds, looking at the devastated wasteland and the collapsed snow-capped mountains below, frowned deeply, thinking to themselves what was going on here?

The melted stones should have been burned by the Xuanyin Sect’s Lieyang Banner, but the person they were dealing with was not left at all.

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...

Earlier.

The fire in front of the Great Snow Mountain was extinguished.

The fiery sun banner was taken away by Wang Xiaoming, and the rootless fire naturally could not be ignited again, and the fires underground also returned to their original place.

Jing Jiu stood up, wiped away the ice and snow on his face, his face pale, and looked into the distance and frowned slightly.

Unexpectedly, Wang Xiaoming had a magic armor on his body, which was shattered by his sword, but he saved his life.

Xue Ji was still standing there, looking down at the cosmic front holding both hands, feeling the breath above.

A lot of her body melted, and the clear water fell to the ground and turned into ice in an instant, but she didn't seem to notice that she was seriously injured by the Yanggang Fire of the Lieyang Banner. It may be because she had no experience in combat, or because in her original cognition, human magic weapons like Lieyang Banner could not cause essential damage to her.

Jing Jiu walked out of the snow without even looking at her, nor even looking at the cosmic front in her hand. His body suddenly disappeared and he went several miles away.

Qingtianjian has returned to its original size and is quietly resting on the ground. Qing'er waved her wings and looked at the direction of the snow-capped mountains. Her little face was filled with fear and confusion.

Jing Jiu said, "Let's go."

Qing'er woke up and pointed to the snow mountain and said, "Your sword is still there."

Jing Jiu ignored it, reached out to pick up the Qingtianjian, tied it behind him with white clothes burned by the Fiery Sun Banner, and the next moment he was several miles away.

Tongyan stood there, looking at the figure disappearing from afar, thinking that this is a robbery?

Qing'er didn't notice that Tong Yan was thrown off and reminded: "Your bug is still there."

Jing Jiu didn't say anything, thinking that even Bu Er and A Da wouldn't care about it, so he could go as far as he could.

Soon, he came to a snow-capped mountain with his Qingtianjian on his back.

He felt something was wrong, and then he realized that he should go south and not walk in the snow-capped mountains.

There are no trees in the snow-capped mountains, and the cliffs seem particularly clear.

He landed in front of the cliff and was silent for a while.

When the wind blows, the universe flies.

Xue Ji sat on the sword, with a small figure, and her white hair scattered behind her, like a gauze skirt, and the chilling cicadas were tied between her hair, looking very cute.

She looked at Jing Jiu quietly, her black eyes were deep and she had no emotions.
Chapter completed!