There was a loud noise, and the air was filled with blazing rays of light. Ning Yuansheng's palm contained the true essence of the nine-headed lion. Therefore, Xu Shuo's sword collapsed after encountering the force of the palm, and he was unable to compete head-on.
Twist, move tens of feet laterally, swing the sword twice in succession, and set off two storms of sword energy. Since you can't fight head-on, let's deal with Ning Yuansheng.
Ning Yuansheng's eyes were sinister, his long sleeves were fluttering, and he kept suppressing. In the blink of an eye, Xu Shuo's situation was already stretched thin.
At this moment, another figure floated down in the distance. It was a demon woman wearing a white dress. She had a beautiful face and a long sword in her hand. She was the Brahma spirit of the twelve realms of the demon clan. She narrowed her eyes.
He raised his beautiful eyes, looked at the battlefield not far away, and said with a smile: "Do you need help, Lord Nine Spirits?"
Ning Yuansheng frowned and said: "Immediately, kill Xu Shuo together and take back the sun, moon, water and fire stick!"
"yes!"
Brahma Spirit's body floated up, but before she landed, there was a roaring sound in the distance. In the air, a golden thread came from the depths of the sky. It arrived in the blink of an eye, and then the sky-shaking fist overflowed,
The person who came was none other than Long Dongjun, a rebirth warrior from Furong Prefecture. Long Dongjun did not hesitate and punched Fan Ling in front of his chest!
"ah?!"
Brahma Ling gritted his teeth, his body whirled sharply, and the true appearance of a white crane dancing with its wings appeared around him. Sword energy overflowed, and he forcibly blocked Long Dongjun's awe-inspiring punch, but Long Dongjun didn't need to reply at all.
He was angry, raised his body, and punched Fan Ling's beautiful face again with a punch full of blazing fist power.
Just kidding, a martial artist in the Rebirth Realm will never play tricks on you, he will just beat you to death if you have the chance!
In the distance, two more sword lights came rushing against the ground. One was Xie Yiying, the master of Lingyan Sword Sect in Furong Prefecture, Chen Mengjun’s master, and the other was Xiao Muhan, the master of Qingluan Sect in Yunzhou. Both of them were
It was the Twelve Realm Sword Cultivator who had just arrived at Baiyan Mountain and had already joined the battlefield. Xie Yiying and Xiao Muhan each launched a transcendent sword energy and swept towards Ning Yuansheng. In this way, Ning Yuansheng, the Thirteenth Realm Nine Spirit Master
What you have to face are the three masters of sword cultivation in the twelve realms.
"Are you late?" Xiao Muhan said with a hearty smile.
"Not too late, not too late!"
Xu Shuo laughed loudly: "Just in time! Xiao Jianxian, Xie Jianxian, don't hesitate to use your sword, just chop Ning Yuansheng to death. If Ning Yuansheng died here today, it would be equivalent to cutting off the demon ancestor.
An arm!"
"good!"
The sword intent of the three twelve realms continued to rise. Thousands of sword energies swept across the air. The air was filled with dense flying swords. Under the overwhelming attack, the mighty Saint Capital Ning Yuan was somewhat overwhelmed.
On Lingque Lake.
Brahma Ling floated on the water with a long sword in his hand. The lake water around him continued to rise, and the water droplets gathered in clusters, turning into water-carrying sword energy. The sword tips were all pointed straight into the distance, and in the distance, Long Dongjun held his hands in his hands.
Behind him, a golden fist fell on the water. Today's Long Dongjun has made great progress compared to the battle of Jiuyou Longting. He has finally mastered the Phoenix Nirvana Style, the last move of the Farmer's Nine Fist, and performed Nirvana.
At this moment, the true energy in the whole body is flowing continuously, and it has reached the late stage of rebirth.
At this moment, Long Dongjun can be called a true martial arts master! Back then, Long Dongjun did what even his master could not do, so at this moment, Long Dongjun has a smile on his face, and is confident and proud in his heart.
.
According to common sense, martial arts practitioners and sword cultivators of the same realm can compete with each other. Sword cultivators have the offensive advantage, while martial arts practitioners have the physical advantage. No one can really crush the other. But this common sense is limited to those under the 12th realm.
When a martial artist reaches the realm of rebirth, he will undergo a completely different transformation. The true target of a martial artist of the twelfth realm will always be the sword cultivator of the thirteenth realm, not the twelve realms. Long Dongjun did not kill Xie Yiying in the first place, just because
Be merciful, because I don't care, not because I can't kill. If a martial artist is lucky enough to become a top martial artist in the thirteenth realm, the target will be a sword cultivator in the fourteenth realm. Unfortunately, after Mr. Bai in the world,
, there are not many thirteen realms.
Therefore, Brahma Ling's heart is pounding now. Can he, a twelve-level sword cultivator, be able to stop Long Dongjun?
"Forget it."
Long Dongjun laughed, and with a sweep of his body, he came towards the waves. The moment he raised his fist, a terrifying wave was set off behind him. The moment his fist exploded, he said: "How could you possibly block it?!"
"Peng!"
With a loud noise, Fan Ling fell out with his sword. When he faced Long Dongjun, he unleashed the ultimate Nirvana punch. She couldn't even resist the punch, but the moment Fan Ling flew out,
The murderous intent in his eyes was also surging, and wisps of water drop sword energy were killing Long Dongjun from all directions, with a terrifying momentum.
"You little kid!"
Long Dongjun laughed heartily and suddenly stamped his foot into the lake. Suddenly, a rebirth-level warrior aura appeared around him, like a golden barrier condensed by golden martial arts. In this "little world" belonging to the warrior, Long Dongjun
Dongjun is the most powerful person in the world. Those water drop sword energy crackled and exploded in the periphery, without causing any damage to Long Dongjun. This move really opened the eyes of Brahma. Is this possible?
Isn't this much more splendid than the ordinary fist-gang body protection of a martial artist in the upper five realms?
The next moment, Long Dongjun raised a fist and landed on Fan Ling's abdomen, and said with a smile: "Little beauty, you look like you're going to die..."
"Peng!"
The Brahma Spirit flew out of the sky, vomiting blood.
Brahma Ling's heart was filled with despair. This guy couldn't help but harden his fists and harden his heart. He really had no pity for himself, the most beautiful woman in the southern realm of Demon Ancestor!
"..."
Ning Yuansheng used his skills and suddenly exploded a flaming lotus flower, forcibly breaking open the corner where Xu Shuo was, and immediately escaped, with a pair of long sleeves in the air, and said in a deep voice: "Brahma Spirit, let's go, it's too late!
"
The Brahma Spirit took advantage of the situation and flew away, showing its true form, turning into a white crane with great speed. In the blink of an eye, it got into Ning Yuansheng's sleeve, and Ning Yuansheng flew like lightning, and the Thirteenth Realm Great Demon
His speed was astonishing, and he disappeared into the forest in the blink of an eye. There was no way, not even Long Dongjun could catch up.
Moreover, there is no need to chase.
Long Dongjun and others came north to Shuzhou in order to protect the large array that Xu Shuo was about to set up. As for the other things, it was not important. Whether they could kill one or two big monsters must be closely related to the ups and downs of the human world.
It's nothing.
…
Deep in the mountains and forests, the war is still going on.
Lin Zhao killed the immortal with one sword, and Fu Sheng's offensive power was suppressed. He was holding back his anger. The sword intention contained in Lin Zhao's sword lingered in his heart, like some kind of power.
As if the great road was overwhelming, Fu Sheng's attacks became very weak within a few breaths, while Huang Tingyu and Gao Zhi seemed to be getting more courageous as they fought.
Just when Fu Sheng was stunned, all the defenses above his shoulders were lost, and Huang Tingyu gave him a blunt sword. Suddenly, Fu Sheng's body flew out, crashed through a mountain, and fell not far away.
In a lake, Lin Zhao and Zhi Zhi hurriedly chased and killed them. Zhi Zhi controlled ten demon soul swords and bombed in the air.
For a moment, water waves in the lake rose into the sky, and Fu Sheng was severely injured again. Blood holes appeared on his back and legs. The injuries were already quite serious, but he had no intention of retreating. On the contrary, there was a look in his eyes.
With calmness, he turned around and stood on the water, looking at Huang Tingyu, Zhizhi and Lin Zhao.
It was impossible to kill Lin Zhao. The boy was as cunning as a fox. As soon as he got close to him, he used his sword to escape. Fu Sheng tried to chase Lin Zhao, but was chopped down by Zhi Zhi and Huang Ting Yu, leaving wounds all over his back. The gain outweighed the gain.
, but without killing, his sword slashed the immortal and the flying sword Xinhuo were really annoying, especially Xinhuo. Fu Sheng could already figure out something. The true meaning of the flames in Xinhuo came from the demon king Man Yuan.
, so Lin Zhao's attack using Xinhuo was like Man Yuan's stick falling on him one after another. It was too painful.
In fact, Fu Sheng had already made a plan in his mind. Since the opponent was coming fiercely, what if he risked his life and paid a life item to kill the two great swordsmen in the snowy Tianchi!?
The next moment, a golden book appeared in Fu Sheng's hand. It was his fourth natal object "The Secret Scroll of the Sea of Books". It was the treasure he found in the ruins of a saint somewhere. In order to grab this book,
In Hai Mi Juan, he did not hesitate to transform into an extremely seductive woman to seduce a Taoist monk of the twelfth realm, and beheaded him with a knife at the last moment, which was really satisfying.
Now, this secret volume of books is Fu Sheng’s magic weapon to win!
"Shua——"
In an instant, Fu Sheng presented the secret scroll, and for a moment the whole lake seemed to have opened up a new world. Huang Tingyu and Zhi Zhi were in a golden secret realm of books in the blink of an eye.
Carrying volumes of ancient slips, countless words were looming among the mountains and forests, like a small world, trapping Huang Tingyu and Zhi Zhi.
Unfortunately, neither Huang Tingyu nor Gao Zhi liked reading, so they were defeated by the law of heaven.
"Fu Sheng!"
Huang Tingyu gritted his teeth and rose into the sky with his sword, but Fu Sheng knocked it down with a flick of his sleeve. The same was true for Zhi Zhi, who was trapped in this secret realm of books. Although Fu Sheng could not kill them,
But they can't get out either.
At this moment, Fu Sheng took out a slip, crushed it, and threw it directly towards Lin Zhao.
Amidst the loud noise, although Lin Zhao was protected by golden armor and immortal clothes, he was still blasted into the depths of the lake. When he crossed the river with a reed and rushed out of the water, he felt as if he was in a secret realm, and a wave of waves floated not far away.
There was a small boat. Lin Zhao jumped off the boat and looked at the world around him. He found that Huang Tingyu and Zhi Zhi were missing, and he suddenly became confused.
At this moment, a man carrying a long sword flew towards the lake and slashed Lin Zhao's back of the neck with his sword. Gu Yanshu finally took action!
"Um?!"
Lin Zhao suddenly turned around, only to find that although Gu Yanshu, the Eleventh Realm, raised his long sword to kill, the speed was very slow. In the water in front, a huge jade-onion-like finger surfaced, and with a "snap", he slashed.
Gu Yanshu flew out with his sword and bullets.
…
"who?!"
Lin Zhao held Zhanlu in his hand and felt a chill in his heart.
A few dozen meters away, a beautiful face emerged from the water and said with a smile: "We have met in Qin Suihan's book shop, have you forgotten?"
She has a demonic aura, dressed in red, with nine tails swaying behind her.
