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The heaven and earth are solemn, and the sword energy is erratic!

A long chant, a vast wilderness!

Like thunder, like lightning, infinite sword light descends from the sky and surrounds from all directions!

The sword pillar of the sky cleavage cut through the void and slashed out an endless chasm, which was an insurmountable boundary between heaven and earth. The boundless sword rain was all collapsed into pieces. Then, a shocking sword sounded, shattering the void.

The wind disappeared and the clouds disappeared.

The sword rain gradually stopped.

In the vast void of the world, the Qingtian sword pillar was slashed in the air. In an instant, the Zhuxian Sword Formation shook with a loud bang. As the universe shook, Zhang Xiaofan, the person in the main formation, opened his mouth and squirted blood.

"You can't hold on to this level? It seems that I look down on you." After a deep speech, Jiang Chen held the sword in his hand, and the supreme demonic power was vast, filling the eight desolates and four seas, and surrounding the void.

Although Zhang Xiaofan was injured, he was not defeated, and there was no fear at all: "Who said I can't hold on anymore, I can definitely defeat you!" He endured the pain, and with a clear whistle, the sword energy in the sky trembled in the sky, and said sternly: "Please take the move!"

"It's just a futile effort, because you have a limit, but I don't!" Jiang Chen said calmly to respond, and the words fell, and the Chilin Divine Sword scattered in front of him. Then, the Chilin Sword sounded, and a powerful sword intent emerged. The void around him suddenly became a stagnant. The inexplicable power and condensed sword intent scattered into the eight wildernesses of heaven and earth, filling the universe.

Looking into the sky, the sky suddenly dimmed beyond the light of the Zhuxian Sword Formation, and black clouds rushed over from all directions and quickly gathered beside Jiang Chen.

"How much magic power is left in the Demon Lord?" Zhang Xiaofan's face was solemn, but he was not panicked at all: "Don't forget, you have time limits, but I don't!"

They each broke through the opponent's limitations, and they did not say anything, and each urged their true energy to reach their peak state.

The power of the vast world, endless black clouds gathered together, like a river flowing into the sea, flowing into the Red Row Divine Sword in front of Jiang Chen. Then, the sword body trembled, and the high sound of the sword rose into the sky, getting faster and denser, making people unable to help but feel that their heartbeat was also accelerating, faster and faster, and in the end it seemed to burst open. On Qingyun Mountain below, many monks of good and evil who were not good and evil who had insufficient Taoism could no longer resist it, and had to fall to the ground and use their skills to resist it.

The sound of the sword is like a dragon's roar. The Red Lin Divine Sword is suspended in front of Jiang Chen, emitting dazzling red light. The boundless vast sword is pressing down, covering it like a mountain torrent, covering the sky and the earth.

Zhang Xiaofan took a deep breath and forcibly stabilized his unmoving mood. Then, he slowly spread the Zhuxian Ancient Sword in front of his chest. The dazzling white light kept flashing from the Zhuxian Ancient Sword, not only wrapped the ancient sword itself, but also the entire right arm of Zhang Xiaofan holding the sword was also enveloped.

"Zhu Xian, kill the god!"

A deep shout was like a yellow bell drum, with a deep tone, and rumbling spread. I saw the evil aura flashing between Zhang Xiaofan's eyebrows. If I didn't say much, the sword aura suddenly danced everywhere at the point of the sword technique, and the Zhuxian Sword Formation was activated again.

But when the sound of the golden drum suddenly rose, from far to near, it burst into a loud bang. Seven colorful lights sped up from the ancient sword Zhuxian and shot straight into the sword formation in the sky. The sky was immediately flashing with strange lights, and the sword shadows were crisscrossing. In a blink of an eye, it had condensed into seven huge monochrome sword formations again, pointing straight towards Jiang Chen as before.

While looking at Pan, Jiang Chen slowly poked out a hand, closed his five fingers and gently grabbed the hilt of the Chilin Divine Sword.

In an instant, the universe and the universe and the void all inexplicably entered an unspeakable silence, complete silence, quietly waiting for the coming storm.

Zhang Xiaofan let out a long roar, like a mountain eagle soaring into the sky, and went straight to the sky. At the roar, the white light surged, and Zhu Xian swayed. The huge Zhu Xian sword formation moved violently, and countless monochromatic swords slowly turned around and aimed at Jiang Chen.

After a while, in the quiet sky, there was another "whoosh" sound of breaking through the air, and then the sound of sharp roars through the air came suddenly, and countless Zhuxian Qi Swords rushed across the sky, rushing towards Jiang Chen with extremely evil aura and murderous intent. In a blink of an eye, the first wave of purple Qi Sword square formation had already rushed in front of him.

Jiang Chen flipped his hand and held the Red Lin Divine Sword in his palm. In an instant, the sword light spread out, and a light sword curtain was generated. The Zhuxian Qi Swords that looked almost invincible were not at all before this sword curtain. With Jiang Chen's slight shock, they soon lost their own color and dissipated one after another.

But Zhang Xiaofan decided to fight for his life. As the sword formation turned, it was like a long river of raging waves and surging waves. The huge colorful main sword in the sky continued to separate more and more small swords. Under the control of the ancient swords Zhu Xian and Zhang Xiaofan, more Qi swords turned into endless sword rain and fell down one after another. Each Qi sword carried Zhu Xian's evil aura, and it was full of power, wave after wave, like thunder and lightning, and all rushed towards Jiang Chen.

However, Jiang Chen was an ancient monument standing in the endless sword energy in the long river of endless sword energy. Facing the crazy baptism of the storm like a storm, he was not afraid at all. The sharp edge of Chilin, the sword curtain covering the sky, and the endless sword rain were all cut off by him in the air and scattered between the heaven and earth.

Zhang Xiaofan couldn't hold it for a long time, and his body kept shaking, and his mouth spewed out of his red blood, and every bit seemed to fall on the ancient sword Zhuxian.

There was a moment of silence in the sky and the earth.

The Zhuxian Sword Formation in the sky seemed to be affected, and it swayed and shaking, and the sword shadows in the sky were turbulent, but finally it finally stopped. I just don’t know if it was because of the damage to the true method. The Zhuxian Sword Formation, which was originally covered by the sky, was now more than half smaller.

Wiping away the blood at the corner of his mouth, Zhang Xiaofan looked at the palm of his hand, and the red blood marks flowed on his palm, and the corners of his mouth twitched, as if he was smiling bitterly. Then, he looked up silently and looked up to the sky. The strange light of the ancient sword of Zhuxian reflected his face, and suddenly, there was a strange spirit.

"The ancestors of Qingyunmen, masters, master's wife, master's wife, master's uncle" Zhang Xiaofan suddenly spoke, but the tone of words was low and slightly painful, and said, "Please bless your disciples, defeat the powerful enemy, and protect the Shenzhou!" As he spoke, he saw his left sword technique suddenly thrust and cut straight towards the ancient sword of Zhuxian in front of his chest.

The white light shone, and suddenly the red light flashed. Zhang Xiaofan inserted his left hand into the white light. When he came out again, blood was already sprinkling. Although his face was pale, there was no trace of pain. His left hand quickly scratched a strange pattern in the void. The blood dripping from his fingers did not fall down, but condensed into the air with his gesture, showing the pattern.

A bright red, bloody Tai Chi pattern!

As Zeng Shushu said, this battle is not only a decisive battle, but also a death battle. Only by defeating the powerful enemy in front of him can we protect the land of China. The bright red blood, with his belief, quickly began to flow on the Tai Chi diagram, becoming brighter and brighter, almost like red jade, and the Tai Chi diagram itself also began to rotate quickly. Then, Zhu Xian's sword penetrated the Tai Chi directly. At the same time, he roared and shouted:

"God! Machine! Print!"

Drink like a roar. Every time I drink, the clear sky, which is without wind and clouds, is accompanied by a thunderous thunder, which shocks the earth, and a powerful force descends from the sky, but seems to be of magnificent quality, penetrates the top. At the storm, at his feet, above the vast earth, the huge Qingyun Mountains rumble, and the earth begins to tremble slightly. The seven peaks of Qingyun Mountain towering into the clouds, without exception, the sky, the dragon head, the sun, the setting sun, the wind returns, the seven veins of big bamboo, the deep valleys of green mountains, and the huge rocks of the majestic walls, the golden light is getting stronger and brighter, gradually gathering into shape, the golden light is as if projected from the depths of the spiritual peaks of the mountain range, and it is like these many mountains, which have life in themselves. In this dazzling golden light, the huge peaks breathe slowly.

And in the swaying and dazzling golden light, seven different huge golden patterns finally gathered together, and on the top of the earth, facing the ancient sword above the sky, Zhu Xian.

Shining the sky!

Glorious and brilliant!

Even Jiang Chen was as strong as he was, he couldn't help but be moved by it!

The Zhuxian Ancient Sword gathers endless evil spirits for thousands of years, and the spirit veins of the entire Qingyun Mountain, the power is so powerful that it has surpassed ordinary land gods and ancestors of Qingyun Sect. It is really an admirable master!

Such a sword formation is really extraordinary!

The ancient Zhuxian sword trembled more and more violently, and the Tai Chi diagram that was coagulated with blood that it penetrated was already rotating rapidly and could not be seen clearly.

A hint of pain appeared on Zhang Xiaofan's face, but in an instant, he was forced to suppress it again, and a loud shout suddenly broke out from his mouth:

"break!"

In an instant, the sword shadows swayed and swayed violently, and the sky was vast and dimmed. The wind blew the stones, the mountains swayed and the earth blew, and the strange rocks fell one after another. The originally solemn and magnificent golden patterns of the seven veins seemed to be torn by some huge force and began to gradually disperse.

Almost at the same time, the light on the ancient sword Zhuxian became stronger and more intense, with dazzling white light, and even wrapped Zhang Xiaofan's entire figure in this thrilling scene of the earth shaking, the seven-colored strange light that originally rose from the peak of the seven-class mountain suddenly disappeared, and the sword shadows in the sky gradually faded away, leaving only the seven-color main sword in the Zhuxian sword formation, which became more and more dazzling.

"Boom!"

A thunder sounded through the world, and the earth shook even more violently. The golden apertures on the seven-vein mountain peaks had reached the last moment, and finally, they completely disappeared.

The rumbling thunder echoed and surged in the sky like a tide, but the ground under my feet suddenly became quiet, no longer vibrating or splitting. Then, almost at the same time, various colors of light that were more than ten times stronger than before, rumbled up, soared into the sky, and gathered again on the ancient sword Zhuxian.

In an instant, the blazing light shone on the heaven and earth like an explosion, shooting in all directions, and incredible light enveloped the entire heaven and earth. Above the ancient Zhuxian Sword Formation, thousands of streams of light gathered and gradually merged, condensing into an ancient giant sword emitting blazing white light. At this moment, the light shines brightly and shines in the world! To be continued.

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