Thunder dragon, lightning snake, long sword in the sky.)

The blue dragon-shaped sword aura circled and wrapped around the green sword curtain, and for a moment, it completely shocked the scene!

No one knows what level Jian Xixin's cultivation level has reached. At least the two people involved are shocked by the powerful combat power that instantly explodes!

Who is Jian Xixin? No one knows, no one knows. The second-largest person in Shenzong, who is the only one person, is definitely one person or ten thousand people.

No one has ever suspected that Jian Huaxin is very strong and can hold a high position and must have the corresponding capital.

But again, no one has ever compared the legend with a sword. Don’t talk about legends. In fact, among the people he is familiar with, no one even feels that he has the chance to surpass the top.

Ten years of abandonment, how can there be any falsehood?!

But at this moment, when he showed his fangs. As the person who knows the best of sword cleaning, as the Shura guardian who is also keen on power in Mén, Asura felt an extremely strong impact!

That is a kind of fear that penetrates deep into the bone marrow!

How did he do it! How much did he hide! What exactly did he want and what he wanted!

Asura suddenly felt that he had never seen through that man, the man who kept pulling himself into the quagmire for the sake of the Shenzong.

Asura thought of Baiyi and regretted overstepping his authority without authorization, but he had no chance to turn back.

Gripping his teeth, Asura followed the red shadow that was rushing forward!

The sword energy is unrestrained and the fist is flying.

The originally entangled battlefield has undergone some subtle changes as Le'er joins.

The violent dragon-shaped sword aura was restrained at the right time. Although it still entangled Feng Qingyang's Dugu Nine Swords from the front, it no longer had its original edge.

If we say that at the beginning, Jian Xixin and Feng Qingyang were evenly matched and even had a slight advantage. Then now, we are just guarding the mén households, but we want to be fine.

In short, the seemingly agile Thunder Dragon at this moment has actually been completely trapped in the Dugu Nine Swords. If it weren't for Le'er being restrained, he would have been defeated in a moment or three moments.

This situation seems to be in line with Jian Xixin’s usual cultivation.

Through secret techniques, you can occasionally burst out with power close to legends, but your real strength is still at the top. You are just not obsessed with joy, or Asura who is looking for fighter opportunities, no longer believe what you see...

Without the confidence to protect himself, he would never take the lead!

Not to mention the few people who were thinking differently, Feng Qingyang, who danced the sword in the shape of a curtain, became more and more courageous as he fought!

"drink!!!"

With a loud shout, nine virtual sword shadows dispersed from the curtain. Four of them surrounded the unsteady blue sword light, and three broke from the front towards the omission between the red shadow's movements. The remaining two attacked Asura who had just joined the battle group!

"My friend, do you still want to keep your hands?"

Feng Qingyang shouted angrily, and behind the scattered sword, there was only a man in gray robe with his hair and beard and hair.

Since the initial dissatisfaction with Le'er watching, the Dragon-shaped Sword Gang has been silent again. Faced with Feng Qingyang's reproach, Jian Xixin did not respond at all.

"call out!"

Just as Asura retreated in horror, Le'er sneered and waved the Piaomi-Secret Shattered Star Palm, the blue sword light that was suppressed by the greatest speed accelerated, and even formed a forced crossing effect in an instant, forcibly passing through the gaps of the four sword energy, and stabbed towards Feng Qingyang!

The Piaomiao Wuhen true energy broke out of the palm. The high blood palm print hit the unparalleled Dugu sword energy. It did not completely dissipate. It was just a little dim, but it was still pressing towards Feng Qingyang.

The second demon of Lingjiu Palace, how can you underestimate it?

For a moment, except for Asura who was a little embarrassed, the other two made the same choice in the face of Feng Qingyang's sudden counterattack!

Forced suppression!

It’s right for Feng Qingyang to be a master! Le’er even felt the smell of legend in Feng Qingyang! But this does not mean that Feng Qingyang can win with confidence!

"Since you have lost to Xiaojian, then now, die under my palm."

This thought suddenly arose in his heart, and Le'er's originally sharp eyes turned into a sad mood.

In the sadness, the figure flashed, and a red shadow appeared behind Feng Qingyang!

Depressed artistic conception!

"good!"

Facing the shadow of the palm, the sword light, and the surprise attack, Feng Qingyang was not surprised but happy!

I saw his wrist flip, and the ordinary steel sword in his hand spitting out messages like a swimming snake. In an instant, it was like an endless thorn in his body!

The blood palm print arrived first, but under the thorn, it was like a heavy rain entering the water, with a large sank, and it was easily broken.

Le'er came first behind her, and pointed her fingers into claws, bringing five blood marks to the wind Qingyangtian.

Seeing that he was about to hit, dozens of blue sword shadows appeared out of thin air and stabbed her around her at the same time!

Le'er naturally refused to retreat, and was waiting to fight for the chance of survival with the inhuman speed of attack. She didn't expect that the sword shadow, which was a little slower than her, was in vain and instantly showed a few virtual images!

Le'er was shocked and forced to retreat with her supreme light skills, leaving even a few afterimages in the air. However, when she stood firm, several big xues around her body still felt a little painful!

Feng Qingyang raised his lips and looked at the dragon-shaped sword energy that was the first to take action but was just a little touching, and he held his sword and stood firm.

The blue sword light fell in the distance and turned into a young man in blue. Le'er glared at him angrily, as if he was quite dissatisfied with the other party's retreat. As for Asura, although he stood in a leap with the two, he seemed to be surrounded by Feng Qingyang in the middle. In fact, it was more than one step behind, and even the other party had to carefully resolve the attack with a casual blow.

Chuchujiujiu has already divided the clouds. This is the best master in Huashan, so powerful!

Le'er stared at Feng Qingyang, feeling shocked and depressed. Feng Qingyang was already so powerful, so where is the imaginary enemy she had always insisted on - Xiaojian.

Feng Qingyang did not look at Le'er, not because of "not being polite", but because more than 90% of his mind was concentrated on the man in blue robe. For some reason, he felt a strong threat in the man!

"My friend, I'm willing to fight me."

With his feet in his arms, he stood up with a sassy voice. Feng Qingyang suddenly chuckled and called for battle.

Jian Xixin silently glanced at the other two comrades and curled her lips.

"What's wrong?"

As the words fell, a blue sword aura streaked ten feet away and appeared three feet in front of Feng Qingyang like teleportation.

clang!

A green arc appeared, blocking the sword aura. The arc trembled slightly, and it actually bounced back the sword aura like a thunder dragon.

At the same time, a blood palm print came from the sky and pressed down at Feng Qingyang.

Le'er actually took advantage of the situation without regard for the fairness in the duel!

But when Feng Qingyang snorted coldly, he seemed to be really angry.

The arc photoelectric shè is still the broken arc!

As the green shadow moved, dozens of blue arcs crossed the blood palm shadow and all wrapped around Le'er.

In the flash of lightning, Asura, who was originally watching the battle, seemed to be unable to take action, suddenly opened his eyes and burst into his pupils.

Two sword lights, one black and one blue, were swept away together! The blue sky seemed to be able to tolerate the earth! The thick black like ink, there was no trace of embarrassment!!!

When Feng Qingyang took all his strength, when his emotions fluctuated, it was the time when the flaws arose!!!

The masters fight, and only compete for that moment!

............

boom!

A hundred feet of huge trough suddenly surged on the calm sea. The surging sea could not hide the white light in its burning eyes!

call out!

A white lightning flashed through the air and left, and the sound came just a few seconds later. The aroused flower had just fallen halfway, and another even more vicious head rushed out of the sea. A red light column seemed to be like a fairy demon steering the làngcháo, breaking through the sea, and escaping with white light from afar!

After a long time, the sea surface returned to peace. After a long time, another sword light broke out, but the young man in white in the sword light stared at the distance for a moment, finally shook his head and left in the other direction...

System announcement: The Divine Sword Alliance initiated a destruction system to the Huashan Sect, and the Lingjiu Palace initiated a destruction system to the Huashan Sect.

System announcement: The disciples of Huashan Sect were killed and injured, the supreme mark of the Mén Sect was destroyed by the acting leader of the Divine Sword Alliance, the acting leader of the Divine Sect, Jian Xixin, and the Huashan Sect was officially disbanded...

In the white light, Chu Xiang smiled bitterly.

It's too late, this is the announcement a few months ago...

Who else would believe in yourself? But do you still need others to believe in yourself?

............

Feng Qingyang looked at the tip of the blood-cut sword that was coming out of his chest, smiled bitterly and shook his head, the faint voice was almost undetectable.

"Since you... why do you still want... I... die with my eyes open..."

Jian Huaxin listened silently, silently, and came up with the excellent textured weapon.

Blood flowed out like a spring, and Feng Qingyang fell to the ground. On the messy battlefield, why was Qingyang the only one who fell down?

Asura hung on the distant wall, with bones all over his body shattered and his meridians broken. The surrounding walls were covered with dense air, and the sunlight outside the house shone into a foot, making the ground mottled.

If he hadn't been hanged with his true energy, he would have been reborn.

Le'er in the distance was also seriously injured and fell to the ground, not much better than him. Compared to others, under the terrifying sword intent, Le'er was the first to bear the brunt.

Who would have thought that Dugu Aoyi was so powerful, and Feng Qingyang would be so terrible when he fought back before his death.

What's even more surprising is that Jian Huaxin can even take an attack of this level!!!

The man in blue robe dragged his sword toward the crystal stone, squinted his eyes, and his face was filled with an unpredictable smile, and he slashed it with one sword.

The sword keeps moving, bringing a stream of light.

The person moved with the sword, and in Le'er's astonished gaze, a cold line passed through her throat...

System Announcement:...

Thousands of miles away, Zero received the system announcement, with a cruel smile on his face, and waved his hand to signal his subordinates to move forward!

On Mount Hua, with the destruction of the Huashan Sect, the battle did not stop.

I saw countless disciples of the Divine Sword Alliance in shock, but more of them quickly turned the spear head and rushed towards the disciples of Lingjiu Palace who were also shocked!
Chapter completed!