Above the cloud top, melting potholes constantly appeared in the sea of ​​clouds, and then quickly reassembled under the rules of the cloud top. If any mortals were watching this battle that took place above the cloud top, they would definitely be shocked from ear to ear.

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In the spectacle created after continuous destruction, Shang Yunjian's ethereal figure occasionally appeared. He tried many times to get close to Sima Wuhua, who stood above the sea of ​​clouds. However, when the meaning of annihilation that could destroy everything disappeared, he finally appeared.

His cuffs leaked, and he had no choice but to retreat.

"It seems like this old guy has really wanted to kill me for a long time."

Shang Yunjian laughed at himself.

More than ten attacks failed to harm the opponent's hair, which was extremely embarrassing for the famous Wu'an Sword Immortal, but he did not feel ashamed of himself.

The unique skills that Sima Wuhua displayed were all aimed at his fighting style.

His swordsmanship is unparalleled in the world. There is also a blood demon with a hidden edge sword, and Sima Wuhua can break it with his clear sword.

He held the talisman sword Mo Li, and could use the sword to summon spells, and Sima Wuhua used his spirit to break them.

His cloud wandering steps are unparalleled, his flowing cloud hand can turn over the sea of ​​clouds, and his penetrating sword intent can easily penetrate mountains and shatter clouds. Sima Wuhua occasionally uses the scroll of destruction to defend his body and attack back occasionally. That annihilation that can swallow everything

This means that he and his sword will cannot get close at all, and the occasional attacks can accurately block his attack trajectory, forcing him to retreat.

Not to mention the occasional bombardment of thoughts by Sima Wuhua. If Mo Li's sword spirit hadn't been waiting carefully, he might have fallen into Sima Wuhua's way.

The key to the battle is to break Sima Wuhua's Word-Destroying Scroll.

In fact, there is a very simple way to break Sima Wuhua's Word-Destroying Scroll.

Use stronger power to forcefully overwhelm the dead space, blocking his control over everything around him, and destroying the Word Scroll.

But this approach is almost impossible.

Shang Yunjian had to admit that Sima Wuhua knew him very well.

He had only three ways to break Sima Wuhua's Word-Destroying Scroll.

Call out all the swords in the sword pool and pierce them with ten thousand sword intentions, or take out countless bottles and hit them head-on, or... pull out the Tianxuan Sword.

The first method is not feasible. If it is struck with ten thousand swords, most of these spiritual swords that have been warmed by Shang Qingtian for dozens or even hundreds of years will be destroyed by the all-devouring power. Shang Yunjian does not want the master's treasure house to be destroyed.

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The second method... is not very safe. The Wuliang Bottle is the fairyland left by the wine fairy Jiang Yuebai before he passed away. If part of it is destroyed, Jiang Yuebai will definitely not let him go a hundred years later.

As for the third type... he didn't dare to take the risk.

Looking forward and backward, worrying about gains and losses, this is the weakness of Shang Yunjian's character, and it is also his biggest weakness in Sima Wuhua's eyes.

That's why he was able to suppress Shang Yunjian with the power of the Miezi Scroll.

Shang Yunjian knew almost nothing about Sima Wuhua.

Shang Yunjian stepped on a white cloud and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

Fortunately, Sima Wuhua is right

He didn't understand it absolutely, and his mind moved quickly enough, and he quickly thought of the fourth way to deal with it.

With a muffled sound, the infinite bottle was held in his hand.

The wine gourd that had been pinned to his waist quickly grew in size in his hand, and soon became even bigger than him.

Although this looks like an inconspicuous wine gourd, it is indeed the wonderland created by Jiang Yuebai.

At first, in order to show the nobility of his fairyland, he forcibly named the wine gourd Wuliang Zun. After it was passed into the hands of Shang Yunjian, the name was completely fixed.

When it comes to the sturdiness and space capacity of the fairyland, it is the unshakable supreme in the fairyland.

Just like its former owner Jiang Yuebai.

Sima Wuhua frowned slightly, then revealed a sneer.

He bet that Shang Yunjian would not dare to throw countless bottles.

Shang Yunjian did not throw the infinite bottle, he just opened the stopper of the infinite bottle and pointed the mouth of the gourd at Sima Wuhua.

A majestic and huge column of water immediately shot towards Sima Wuhua, and there was a faint smell of alcohol spreading above the sea of ​​clouds.

Jiang Yuebai was addicted to wine all his life and loved to make wine and taste wine. This is how he got the title of Wine Master.

He created countless bottles just to have a container to store fine wine.

The container should be large enough for him to drink all at once.

As a result, the Infinite Bottle has an almost infinite capacity, and can even swallow many fairy lands.

When the Wuliang Zun was passed to Shang Yunjian, although Shang Yunjian was good at wine, he was not an alcoholic. He didn't need such a big jug, and he didn't have much chance to fight with it. So the Wuliang Zun was mostly used as a wine bottle.

Ornaments.

It's just that this decoration is always filled with high-quality and cheap sweet-scented osmanthus wine from a certain restaurant in the south of the Yangtze River. This time it was not full when it came out. Shang Yunjian put some water in it along the way, so now it is a pot of water and wine.

Water and wine are also wine.

Countless bottles of wine.

Huge water jets shot onto Sima Wuhua, making his brows and eyes look cold.

Sima Wuhua never drank alcohol in his life because he thought it would only cause trouble, so almost no one in the Holy Pavilion dared to hide alcohol and drink it secretly.

At this time, he was sprayed with wine, and the anger in his heart was burning.

But he remained calm, and his performance of the Word-Destroying Scroll was not affected at all.

A huge black hole appeared in front of Sima Wuhua. No matter how big the water column was and how strong the impact, it could only be swallowed by the black hole and make no sound.

The spray from the Wuliang Bottle was completely blocked by Sima Wuhua, but Shang Yunjian showed no intention of being discouraged and continued to let the Wuliang Bottle spurt out water and wine.

Sima Wuhua's face turned livid, he picked up the scroll of destruction and swallowed all the water and wine.

After swallowing it, a quarter of an hour passed.

The endless bottles are still spraying out drinks in a steady stream.

Sima Wuhua's fingers began to tremble slightly.

He once thought that the infinite bottle could hold a lot of wine, but he never thought about it.

It can hold so much.

The Destruction Scroll consumes a huge amount of money on him. Even if his cultivation has been above the immortal level for a long time, he still cannot sustain such a long period of consumption.

He restricted Wuliang Zun, so he was restricted by Wuliang Zun.

Shang Yunjian, on the other hand, was walking leisurely not far away, playing with the Moli Sword in his hand. He looked like he was in need of a beating, and his meaning was very clear.

You suppressed me for so long before. Doesn't it feel good that the tide is turning?

Sima Wuhua snorted coldly, but he also understood in his heart that after all, he was not the real master of this world, and his destruction of all things could not be endless. If he continued to be suppressed by the water and wine in the endless bottles, once his spiritual power had improved,

Ning Zhi, Shang Yunjian will definitely not miss this opportunity.

"I still underestimate you."

Sima Wuhua looked up to the sky and roared, the sound waves shook the top of the clouds, and the entire cloud layer was trembling.

"Heart-breaking magic sound!"

Shang Yunjian had no choice but to guard his heart with the soul of the Moli sword, and there was also a flaw in his control of Wuliang Zun.

Sima Wuhua gritted his teeth and pushed with his palms. Two light seals emerged from his palms, blocking the water column for a moment.

At this moment, he himself fell into the sea of ​​clouds, his breath disappeared instantly, and he could not capture his position at all.

Shang Yunjian smiled helplessly and stretched out his hand to take back the infinite bottle.

Sima Wuhua used at least four different techniques at that moment, and he was extremely proficient in the use of each technique. He was worthy of being one of the two great immortal masters of Sheng Pavilion.

Shang Yunjian closed his eyes, and the sword intent spread out in all directions, and the nearby clouds were suddenly cut into countless small pieces.

The sword intent from the northeast paused in the air for a moment.

Shang Yunjian immediately threw out the immeasurable bottle, and another water column spurted out, suppressing Sima Wuhua again.

"Give up, your Word-Destroying Scroll is useless."

Shang Yunjian held his sword and laughed: "There are countless bottles here, but you can't consume me."

Sima Wuhua snorted coldly, and a black shadow flowed out from his sleeves, causing the water column to shift a little, and his figure disappeared again.

The Destruction Scroll puts too much pressure on the caster. Even he has to stand still before he can fully cast it. This is equivalent to becoming the target of the infinite can.

He could try to finish the wine in the infinite bottle, but he didn't dare to do so.

He looked down on Shang Yunjian, but it was absolutely impossible for him to look down on Jiang Yuebai.

Sima Wuhua's figure kept moving back and forth in the sea of ​​clouds, and his cold words also echoed in the sea of ​​clouds.

"The inheritance of Wu'an Jianfeng lies three-thirds in Shang and seven-cents in Jiang. This is indeed true."

Shang Yunjian also walked freely and freely in the sea of ​​clouds, never letting Sima Wuhua escape his sight.

"So what, these were originally theirs, but now they are mine."

Sima Wuhua suddenly stopped in mid-air and sneered: "But do you think you are the only one who has a fairyland?"

As if a breeze blew by, there was a book in his hand.

The book is a bit old and has obviously been thumbed through many times.

In fact, from the moment he became an immortal master, this book has been in his hand, with notes he has accumulated over decades.

This is called the Hidden Thousand Volumes.
Chapter completed!