Dong Xiaotian's Tiangang Sword was indeed unexpected and powerful, which allowed him to gain the upper hand in this round of battle.

Golden patterns spread throughout every inch of skin on his body. Dong Xiaotian looked serious and he used all his strength to activate his golden body and silver bones, maintaining a high combat state.

Huo Donglai's face turned ashen, and he looked at him coldly. The blood beads in the palm of his right hand soared into the air and turned into blood swords, containing peerless killing.

The void was twisting, the night wind was roaring, and a extremely cold murderous aura filled this area, causing Dong Xiaotian to have goose bumps all over his body.

"What a terrible murderous intent."

Lin Feng exclaimed, his eyes full of worry, feeling that Dong Xiaotian was probably in danger.

Huo Donglai is too famous and strong. As a genius in the ten-vein lineage, he is a genius, and there are not many people in Tianqingzhou.

Although Dong Xiaotian is not weak, the gap is still very big compared to Tianjiao and his realm is not high.

Huo Donglai was angry and roared like flames, tangling outside his body.

"Oh my God, that's spiritual fire. He actually merged into his martial arts vein, and the spiritual fire turned into a sword, like a fire god of war."

Some people recognized the flame outside Huo Donglai, which was a very high-quality spiritual fire, which was compatible with swordsmanship and more powerful.

Huo Donglai walked towards Dong Xiaotian, the dust rolled under his feet, the gravel flew into the sky, and was shattered by the sword energy, forming a fog, highlighting his extraordinaryness.

Dong Xiaotian looked alert, and he led the sword technique with his left hand, and his right hand blinked like a sword. His tight body rushed out instantly, breaking through the speed of sound, tearing the void, forming a sonic boom.

That sword was like lightning, combined with the speed of body movements, which was quite terrifying.

Huo Donglai sneered, twisted his body, like light and shadow shattering, and it moved at high speed.

The broken void cannot withstand the pressure of the speed of sound, forming a huge shock wave, flying like waves in the sword energy that crisscross the sky, turning into pieces of fragments.

Huo Donglai's sword energy was flying outside, and countless sword lights automatically shuttled through, forming an attack and defense integration, and engaged in a fast and fierce battle with Dong Xiaotian.

Huo Donglai carried his hands on his back, looking arrogant to the heavens, and did not take Dong Xiaotian seriously at all.

The sword light outside the body automatically runs like an activated sword formation. No matter how Dong Xiaotian attacks, he cannot break through.

This is Huo Donglai's power, like a king, wherever he goes, his sword energy breaks through the air, destroying it wither and rotting, forcing Dong Xiaotian to retreat continuously.

"I am worthy of being the genius of the Nine Swords Sect, and I am indeed powerful."

Everyone who watched the battle was amazed. Huo Donglai's arrogant temperament showed his conceit and strength.

Dong Xiaotian's face was solemn, and he attacked hundreds of times, and he didn't even touch the corner of his opponent's clothes. This gap made him feel bad.

From the very beginning, Dong Xiaotian knew that the gap between him and Huo Donglai was quite large, but he never thought that the real gap was even bigger than expected.

Taking a deep breath, Dong Xiaotian suppressed the random thoughts in his heart, quickly adjusted the combat plan, and adopted a method of avoiding the most important things.

The Qiancao Sect’s sword technique is mainly agile, and its power is simply incomparable to the Nine Sword Sect.

It is obvious that you will suffer a loss when you compete at the same level.

"You guys say that the kid's realm is not as good as Huo Donglai, and his sword skills are not as good as Huo Donglai. This battle is even more furious. Is he brain sick?"

"It's not that he's brain-related, it's because he has no choice. Huo Donglai wants to kill him. How can he not fight?"

Some latecomers didn't know the situation, and felt that Dong Xiaotian had no hope at all.

"If you have only this little ability, you can die."

Huo Donglai was extremely cruel. He would not let the other party live for too long as a clown.

Dong Xiaotian felt angry and smiled angrily: "It's just the beginning, do you think I will definitely lose to you?"

Huo Donglai said contemptuously: "A mere ants, how many moves do you think you can hold on my hands?"

Dong Xiaotian was furious and laughed wildly, "How many moves? If you can kill me within a hundred moves, even if you have the ability."

Huo Donglai snorted: "You are the only one, you can't stand ten moves!"

Dong Xiaotian retorted: "It seems that you have forgotten the injury on your hand. This is the first time I have encountered such a forgetful person."

Huo Donglai said angrily: "You are looking for death!"

The words were still in my ears. Huo Donglai instantly moved horizontally and appeared in front of Dong Xiaotian, slapped his right hand in the face.

"Tiangang Sword!"

A cold voice spread from Dong Xiaotian's mouth, with a ruthless anger, full of indomitableness and strength.

Dong Xiaotian's chest was glowing, his long hair was flying, and a violent force was relaxing, as if he wanted to storm the sky.

At that moment, Dong Xiaotian's eyes were particularly bright, and an invisible temperament was revealed, which surprised everyone who visited the exhibition.

"The Heart-piercing Sword!"

Huo Donglai suffered a loss once, how could he be deceived again?

Huo Donglai's chest was glowing, a sword light overflowed, and the spiritual fire was entangled, like lightning, releasing the light of destruction.

Dong Xiaotian's eyes widened, his left hand was bent like a hook, and a sword flew out of his palm, casting a chilling light.

"Thousand Swords Red Makeup!"

The cold sound was filled with shocking killing. The entire night sky was lit up in the moment it sounded.

Thousands of sword lights burned in an instant, turning into red sword makeup, like the roar of the wronged soul of hell, covering Huo Donglai!

"Left-handed sword, this is..."

Ye Mochen and Tie Huajun both exclaimed, with a light of excitement in their eyes.

Huo Donglai roared angrily, and he didn't expect that Dong Xiaotian was so cunning, the Tiangang Sword was just a false move, and the real killer move was on his left hand!

A red light dispersed to form a defensive cover.

Huo Donglai soared into the sky and tried to avoid the Qianjian Hongzhuang, but unfortunately it was too late.

At that moment, the sword energy was flying in the night sky, and the fire trees and silver flowers were burning. The sword energy strangled was like a cocoon of light, leaving Huo Donglai nowhere to hide.

The void was twisting, and the sound of the impact of the sword gathered into a bolt from the blue, triggering a harsh roar.

Huo Donglai was covered in blood, his long hair was messy, and he was almost mad.

He was hurt by Dong Xiaotian again, which made him so angry that he felt so embarrassing!

Dong Xiaotian was wrapped in a strong wind, his long flying hair spreading upwards, and a faint green light flashed at the ends, swallowing and spitting out the moonlight.

"The genius of the Nine Swords Sect is nothing more than that."

Dong Xiaotian sneered and slapped Huo Donglai in the face.

"Shut up!"

Huo Donglai scolded him angrily, saying that he underestimated the enemy, but he could not tolerate the ridicule of his opponent.

"In three moves, I will take your dog's head!"

Huo Donglai's murderous aura soared into the sky, his broken clothes were flying, accompanied by blood flowers, and turned into sword lights under the night, hovering outside him.

Huo Donglai stretched out his right hand, and the sword light gathered in his palm, turning into a light red sword, flashing with a bright light.

It was a seventh-grade spiritual sword, with sharp energy soaring into the sky and stunning. The sword was sucking and spitting out spiritual fire, releasing a devilish smile.

Dong Xiaotian's eyes were cold and arrogant, and his heart was as crazy as fighting in his chest, but he was not afraid at all. The long sword in his left hand trembled, and the shattered sword sounded like an angry wave, one wave higher than the other.

The moonlight shrouded in the sky, Dong Xiaotian was unparalleled in temperament, like a grass in the strong wind, not afraid of the sky or the earth.
Chapter completed!