The golden edge of the cyclone was getting closer and closer, and the whistling wind swept the ground through deep traces.
The reflection of the golden light became bigger and bigger in Gui Ming's eyes. A stream of air slashed over his cheeks and found that there was a deep bone-visible wound on his face.
Boom!
The cyclone hit the ground and immediately cut deep into the ground.
The ground of the rocks trembled violently and gravel flew around.
A huge ferocious gully appeared in the places where the cyclone was cut, and the air waves surged, completely blocking the angle that Gui Ming could dodge.
As he saw the sight, he was about to be cut by a cyclone. Gui Ming gritted his teeth and endured the pain of the wound. A stream of blue light surged into the Zhutian Zhu Yan Sword in his hand.
As the blue light shone more and more, waves of wail sounded from him. After a moment, a little gray light suddenly came out of his body, and there was a tiny twisted face on the gray light.
The gray light gathered densely around him like fireflies, and then injected into the Zhutian Prison Flame Sword with the blue true power.
Looking at the cyclone that was so close, a trace of extreme fanaticism flashed in Gui Ming's eyes.
"Zhu Tianzhuo Yan Sword, front!"
With a swish, a purple arc surging with the miasma, as if it was ripping up a huge wave. The miasma swelled around, and the purple arc leaped high, slashing from bottom to top towards the cyclone.
go.
"Do you dare to compete with the sun and the moon for brightness?" Liang Xi snorted heavily, and reminded Qingyue in his arms, "Hurry up!"
After saying that, he twisted his body, and then the twisting force threw the rotating Tianyuan Reverse Blade out.
Getting rid of Liang Xi's Tianyuan Reverse Blade, the rotation speed became faster, and the cyclones that rotated around it whirred and almost condensed into substance.
Half of the cyclone was submerged into the ground at this moment, and the rest collided violently with the purple arc.
Om -Boom!
A long sound came out, followed by a powerful explosion.
The power generated by the explosion completely collapsed the ground, and the hard rocks that had just condensed and formed completely shattered again. The rocky ground was up and down like a rough sea surface, and there was almost no complete ground.
Gui Ming's whole body shook, his muscles bulged high, and blue veins were squirming under the skin like earthworms.
The ground around him was shattered, and his body was knocked back dozens of meters by a cyclone. Two deep marks were rubbed from the ground, and blood kept pouring out of the wound.
However, the cyclone was blocked by him.
Gui Ming took a deep breath and let out a loud shout. The purple arc light driven by the true power pulled wider and larger, like a wave of waves rushing forward.
Bang!
A wave of energy impact flashed in the air.
The purple arc cut into the center of the cyclone and hit the rotating Tianyuan Reverse Blade.
The high-speed rotating Tianyuan Reverse Blade suddenly stopped, splashed out a series of dazzling Mars and fell to the ground.
"This is what you call fostering more than ten thousand people? Hahaha!" Gui Ming laughed wildly, "But that's it!"
"It's not over yet." Liang Xi's faint voice came out through the arc of miasma that splashed around the light curtain.
Looking up at the sky, Gui Ming's pupils instantly contracted to the size of a needle, and hesitated and took a breath of cold air.
I don’t know when a huge round light wheel appeared in the air.
Next to the light wheel is an ice-blue arc light.
The red flames and the ice-blue arcs shine in the air, making Gui Ming think of the moment when the sun and the moon alternate.
Gui Ming's mouth was wide open and he never stopped.
"He just threw out the Tianshu Sword to gather true power?" Gui Ming felt the two powerful true power fluctuations in the sky, and a fine cold sweat burst out from his forehead.
For some reason, facing the two true powers of water and fire in the air, Gui Ming felt like he was trapped all over his body.
The fine pain on his skin made him frown. He looked down and his eyebrows suddenly jumped.
There were some thin marks on his body at some point. These marks cut his skin, and blood penetrated, and straight blood lines were drawn in the air.
"This is—" Gui Ming's heart was pounding, and he looked at the bloodlines in a fixed manner.
His heartbeat almost stopped suddenly.
Only then did he realize that at some point did spider-shaped thin vines grow on the ground beside him.
Although these vines are slender, they are indeed very tough, and are tied to their wrists, legs, waist, ribs, chest, and even neck like steel ropes.
The vines cut his skin, and blood flowed down the thin vines, forming a thin blood line in the air.
Gui Ming tried to move his fingers and wanted to break free from the vine, but the thin vine was indeed sharp as a blade. With a slight pull, he cut off a large piece of flesh from his fingers, revealing the white bones inside.
"Tibetan true power!" Feeling the sharp edge of the thin vine, an incredible look flashed in Gui Ming's eyes, "How can the woodtan true power have an attack power?"
It seemed as if he felt the pressure of falling from mid-air. The sword of Zhutian Yu Yan Jian let out a slight sound, and gray souls surged out one after another, wandering around Gui Ming, as if they were very anxious and uneasy.
"Want to trap me with these green vines?" Feeling the dangerous aura in the air becoming stronger and stronger, Gui Ming bit his tongue and spit it on the sword of Zhutian Zhuyan.
After sucking blood, the scattered souls around him were sucked back into the body by the sword body, and a hidden purple light flashed through the Zhutian Zhuo Yan Sword.
"Huh!" Gui Ming looked at the Zhutian Prison Flame Sword and let out a puzzled voice.
He wasn't sure if he had read it wrong just now, and a different light seemed to flash across the sword.
However, at this time he had no time to think so much. He endured the severe pain and pulled up the Zhutian Zhuyu Yan Sword from the ground and stroked it around his body a few times.
The toughness of these vines exceeded Gui Ming's imagination. The blade of the Zhutian Yu Yan Sword could not be easily cut off. One of them was finally broken. His wrists were also covered in blood, and white bones emerged from the flesh.
"Damn it!" Gui Ming looked up at the air. Even though he was hundreds of meters apart, he could still feel the violentness in Liang Xi's eyes.
"Dead!"
Liang Xi shouted loudly, and the ice-blue light blade in his left hand slashed down angrily, and the light wheel in his right hand followed closely.
The burning fireball flew into the air, and with a loud bang, it expanded a thousand times, instantly turned into a meteorite that fell to the ground, followed by the light blade and smashed it toward Gui Ming.
The light blade expanded the moment Liang Xi took action.
The sharp sword light blasted a huge bottomless gully through the ground hundreds of meters below with its energy alone.