In the village of Lijia, the phoenix woke up, Ling Li's red clothes in the void, and his breath continued to revive and reborn.

Above the nine heavens, the heaven and earth were touching, and thunder was thunderous. With the rumbling and vibration, one by one, one by one, amid the heavenly punishments, preventing the phoenix from returning from the underworld.

The punishment of heaven was surrendered, and ten thousand swords protected their masters on their own, turning into swords and rising into the sky, endless, traversing hundreds of miles.

The sword light that covered the sky and the sun shook the world. Below, all the people were shocked by this divine power scene. They looked at the young man in red who was surrendering to the sword and showed awe.

That's, God?

Ten thousand swords protect it, and the punishment of heaven is hard to come. The red clothes that have not yet opened their eyes gradually return, like a tide, reflected in the soul.

The phoenix of Nirvana returns from the underworld, and the huge phantom appears in the sky, and the sounds of phoenixes resound through the world.

The next moment, the red clothes opened their eyes, and in the dazzling light, endless phoenix fire rose into the nine heavens, reaching the sky and the earth, burning the flames of the world, and reappearing on the earth.

In front, Qi Huan and the other two looked at the figure in red clothes whose breath was rising, and their expressions became solemn. They were in trouble.

"Three senior brothers, please come back"

The red-clothed spoke with a calm voice without any threat, as if it was just a negotiation, but the oppressive force of the words and words made the three of them feel stagnant, so heavy that it was hard to say.

"Be careful, he is different from before." Feeling the pressure from the past, Qi Huan reminded in a narrow voice.

"kindness"

On the sixth peak, the seventh peak nodded at the same time, not daring to delay any more, and the figure flashed by and took control of others first.

The palm of the body arrived, and the phoenix fire lingered, the star soul appeared, and the red dress drew out the sword, and the sword instantly shook the two strong men back.

"Yin'er, come behind me"

Ning Chen's eyes moved, looked at the little girl beside him, and spoke.

"Um"

Yin'er heard this, wiped away the tears from her face, nodded obediently, and walked behind the former.

"Junior Brother Ninth, I offended it"

Qi Huan sighed lightly, his figure flashed by, the immortals gathered in his palm, and his seal flicked towards the former.

The vast palm power and power are completely different. The master of the two peaks is full of immense true energy stirs the wind and clouds, separates the thunder, and the dull pressure makes people crazy.

The sword palms collided, and the second move, ten thousand swords fell from the sky, turned into endless swords and broke out into the air, and started the battle.

One retreated, and the two advanced again. The sixth peak and the seventh peak were the masters of the bully again. The vastness of the great power was like a wave, opening up mountains and breaking the sea.

The second move is that the Phoenix Fire opens the sky, the Star Soul Sword moves, the dragon and the phoenix are scattered, and one sword is dyed red.

The muffled groan sounded, and the blood reflected the setting sun. The red clothes that disappeared instantly appeared in front of the throats of the two men who had already crossed their swords.

"Since you didn't kill Yin'er just now, I'll spare you once, but this time, let's leave."

Huangquan lifted the ban, and his cultivation level was instantly sealed. Ning Chen waved his hand and shocked the two of them out of the battle. He immediately looked at Qi Huan opposite him and said calmly, "Fifth Brother, I really didn't expect that there would be a day of war between us."

"I can't help myself, sorry"

After a word fell, Qi Huan didn't say anything more. He stepped on his feet, and the colorful rainbow light lingered in his palm. The light of the immortal magic shone, pulling the power of the laws of heaven and earth, breaking through the sky.

The sword light blocks the immortal technique, the red clothes take a step back, the sword momentum turns, and the yang aura rolls out, the Nine Yangs rise, and the glory shines brightly in the world.

The Nine Yangs appeared, Ning Chen pointed at the sword with his left hand and used the power of the Sun's True Sutra together. Suddenly, the red light shone like stars in the sky. The two extreme Yang techniques complemented each other and gathered together.

"The 100 Yangs are coming to the east again"

In an instant, hundreds of suns gathered in the sky, coiled and turned, and then fell from the sky and descended to the earth.

"Immortal Technique, Shocking Rainbow"

In an instant, he avoided the divine suns. Qi Huan waved his hand and appeared an immortal rainbow, lingering in the colorful circles, crashing into the falling suns of the sky.

The rumbling thunderstorm, the sky collapses, the earth falls, and the aftermath roars, shaking the storm and clouds for hundreds of miles.

Ning Chen pulled the little girl behind him, and his figure flashed, avoiding the aftermath, then swung his sword and broke out of the air.

The sword light passed by, the wind roared and the clouds separated, and the mad mist that was more than a thousand feet long came to us in an instant.

Qi Huan concentrated his mind, his palm condensed his true energy, and blocked the sword light.

The palms and swords collided, and the sword intent swung everywhere. With a sting, the clothes and silk cracked and the vermilion dripped.

"Junior Brother Ninth, you are really different"

Qi Huan waved his hand to seal the wound on his left shoulder, looked at the person in front of him, and sighed.

"Winning life, defeat and death, we cannot let our lives stop and move forward"

The battle situation is difficult to resolve. Ning Chen's left hand shines, Bai Hong's edge appears, and the sharp sword edge shines with dazzling light in the sunset. This battle is no longer tolerant of mercy from the beginning.

"Yin'er, you back down"

With a second instruction, Ning Chen's figure disappeared instantly, and the white light of the two swords Linghua started a new chapter in the battle.

Qi Huan flipped his palms and tried to move, and suddenly felt the pressure doubled. The two swords around him changed, one hard and the other soft, complementing each other, and there was no way to avoid it.

Blocking one sword into another, blood splattering, and the huge gap between cultivation and foundation was infinitely narrowed in extreme confrontation.

The energy is insufficient, and the move is weak. The phoenix is ​​getting faster and faster. The sword is shining, and the more you dance, the more you dance, the more you become.

The sword is on the sword, the sword light is scattered, and Xuan Cang roars together, and illusory chains appear in the nine heavens, echoing the extreme martial arts of the world.

Qi Huan flipped his palm and shook the sword light, and the colorful light lingered out all over his body, just like an immortal king descending to the mortal world, with each move and move, and his power continued to increase.

There is no more turnaround, and the helplessness of victory, life, defeat and death cannot allow the two of them to show mercy, extreme martial arts, fairy skills, and peak encounters.

After fighting several moves, Bai Hong condensed her fingers and wrapped her arms around the former, blocking the immortal technique to start a momentum.

The left arm was restrained, Qi Huan's expression condensed, and he pointed to Ning Haoyuan, and his fingers broke through his heart.

It is so close that it is extremely powerful, and the star soul condenses the power of the phoenix fire in the sky, and moves forward.

With a loud bang, the world was vast and the aftermath was wild. The red clothes turned back to avoid the aftermath, and immediately bullied themselves again.

Absolute power and absolute degree, collided violently in the afterglow of the sunset, and they gave up their friendship and had a life-and-death confrontation.

A powerful person in the real world, with the body of immortal arts, and the master of the fifth peak who has been transformed into a completely terrifying power between his actions. Even if he is extremely restrained, it is difficult to completely check and balance.

The battle was hot and the snow was dyed red. If I had known that everything would eventually become enemies, why would I sigh that my family was in love?

"If there is a next life, I hope I will never meet again."

The palm shook the sword's edge and blood flowed down. Qi Huan raised his hand to hold Bai Hong, looked at the person in front of him, and a deep helplessness flashed in his eyes. With a long shout, the black rushing crown.

In an instant, the colorful colors were in full swing, dazzling, and blood mist gushed, dyeing the surrounding heaven and earth into a touch of sad and beautiful red.

Seeing this, Ning Chen's expression condensed and stepped out ten feet. His eyes opened and closed. The four phenomena appeared in the world. A stream of eternal power of a god descended, and a black head changed in an instant, dazzling red, and flew with the wind.

After stepping into the divine realm, the power briefly broke through the perfect limit and reached the virtual realm. All the strange feelings I had never experienced before were so clear that it made people sink into despair.

The final showdown is not a matter of victory or defeat, but only life and death. The last emotion in Ning Chen's eyes is also restrained, and he steps away instantly.

The extreme, the phoenix returns to the ancestors, the gods on earth, the astonishing red, and the dazzling world all lose their color.

On the other hand, Qi Huan was surrounded by colorful colors, the blood mist in the immortal arts kept burning, and the light of life bloomed like a lotus.

In the final confrontation, the entire sky was shaken, like a battle situation of a godly battle, and the people below were trembling constantly.

"Immortal Art, Seven Rainbow Burial Day"

The rainbow light across the nine heavens draws out beautiful journeys to return to the underworld, and the magic of immortals is amazing and cannot be seen in the world.

"Dragon Bird Change"

The seven rainbows draw, the four symbols go against the world, the red clothes instantly swing their swords, the green dragon, and the vermilion bird flew out, using each other's power, and the sound of swords sounded and resounded throughout the sky.

The two poles collided, the gods destroyed the immortals and buried them, the boundless turmoil was turbulent, and the two people who were fighting were shook off.

The sunset is about to set, and the fierce battle sounds will also be drawn to the end. Ning Chen's star soul swings, and the sword heroic aura scattered in the sky continues to gather, endless and brilliant.

"Nirvana"

The next moment, the sword light soared into the sky, crisscrossing, magnificent and unparalleled, the sword of Nirvana, experienced life and death, and reached its peak again.

In an instant, the red clothes disappeared, and the sword lights in the sky also disappeared.

The star soul comes to the body, and thousands of swords follow, breaking the sky and the sea.

Qi Huan concentrated his mind, transformed the immortal essences all over his body, protected the seven-colored body, and had the strongest defense to resist the strongest opponent in this life.

The fierce collision, the sword energy and immortal energy are constantly consumed, and the trembling star soul breaks into the seven colors inch by inch by inch by inch by inch by inch.

At the end, a minute of the sword entered, blood overflowed, a vermilion red blew down the corner of Qi Huan's mouth, the palms gathered, the vast sky power trembled sharply.

"One sword, invisible"

Without hesitation or mercy, Ning Chen's star soul rotated rapidly, and he penetrated his body with a sword.

"Well"

With a muffled groan, he retreated several times. After ten steps, Qi Huan stopped and looked at the eyes of the person in front of him. A complicated emotion flashed by, and the breath of his right palm gradually dissipated and did not fall.

At the end of the battle, snowflakes drifted, and a waterfall kept gushing blood, dyeing the blue clothes red, dyeing the sword edge red, and a battle without a winner finally stopped.

Ning Chen looked at the figure in blue in front of him, his expression was gloomy, not saying anything, nor saying anything.
To be continued...