On the island, Lin Yun opened his mouth, his eyes filled with shock.
Zhuge Qingyun was outside Kuxuan Island, fighting against six, and no one could really hurt him. But at the top of the Floating Cloud, the sword was shocking and a thousand miles away, and it pierced Zhuge Qingyun's palm.
He even scratched his face, which was a bit incredible.
"Junior brother!"
Feng Jue felt his blood boiling and clenched his right fist tightly.
Everyone was shocked by Jian Jingtian's strength, but Feng Jue had no doubts about Jian Jingtian's strength from beginning to end.
Among his peers, the junior brother is the strongest, and he Feng Jue does not accept refutation.
"The people from the Sword Sect are really annoying. They are very tough without bones. It's been eighteen years, and your temper has really not changed at all."
Zhuge Qingyun stood on the sea, and the wound in his palm slowly healed, and there was no trace of blood in the blink of an eye.
He touched the damage on his face behind him, and blood appeared in his palm, and his originally gloomy face burst out laughing.
"Outside Fuyun Island, I'm too lazy to care about you. If you dare to insult my master's sect in Fuyun Island, I will kill you!"
Thousands of miles away, on the top of the snow-capped mountain, the cold voice of Jian Jingtian came from afar.
Lin Yun looked up and saw that on the top of the mountain, snowflakes were floating, Jian Jingtian was wearing a long gown, and his head was covered with gray hair and a faint holy light.
"Hahaha!"
Zhuge Qingyun laughed and said in a deep voice: "Jian Jingtian, do you think you were eighteen years ago? For eighteen years, you have been trapped in the dragon vein. I am no longer the me I used to be. Jian Jingtian, you should be honest in front of me. I will annoy me. I have flattened you with the Fuyun Sword Sect!!"
Coldness and anger flashed in his eyes. It was eighteen years since he thought the other party would see him again.
I didn't dare to say anything, but I didn't expect that I didn't take him seriously as I did back then.
This really makes it hard for him to accept!
When he was in the Dragon Vein Realm, he was suppressed by the opponent. Ten times of fighting, one more miserable time.
Especially the last time, it is no longer a word of misery, it is the greatest humiliation he has encountered in this life.
Feng Jue took Lin Yun to Fuyun Island, and Zhuge Qingyun knew what the other party was thinking at the first time.
This is exactly what he wants!
Thirty years in Hedong and Thirty years in Hexi, he wanted to tell Jian Jingtian that Zhuge Qingyun was no longer the same as before.
On this Fuyun Island, he deliberately provoked the other party, making the other party dare not speak out, and could only watch as he humiliated his master.
But unexpectedly, eighteen years later, the sword trapped in the Dragon Vein Realm was still so arrogant.
This really made him very upset. When the other party saw him, he should be trembling and jealous of himself. How could he have the courage to attack him?
"Didn't you hear me? Zhuge Qingyun, I'll ask you to come up and die."
Jian Jingtian looked calm and said lightly.
Zhuge Qingyun looked indifferent and said coldly: "Don't worry, you and I are no longer on the same level now. My strength has long reached a point that you can't imagine. Jian Jingtian, look carefully, how big is the gap between you and me now!"
After the words came, Zhuge Qingyun stepped on the sea and the sea surface suddenly became sunken.
The next moment, Zhuge Qingyun arrived at the top of the snow-capped mountain.
Wow!
He opened his arms, held the folding fan in his right hand, and slowly fell down among the flying snowflakes.
"Walk!"
Feng Jue did not care about his injuries, struggled to get up, and immediately flew towards the Fuyun Sword Sect.
“We’re here too.”
Lin Yun held Xiao Bingfeng and followed closely behind him. He had golden crow wings behind him, and in the blink of an eye he caught up with Feng Jue.
Feng Jue was injured too seriously, and his current speed was not as fast as Lin Yun.
Before he could react, Lin Yun reached out to grab him. After a few ups and downs, Lin Yun and Feng Jue came to the Fuyun Sword Sect.
But when I wanted to approach the snowy mountain, I was blocked by the invisible momentum and bounced back directly.
Whoosh!
Lin Yun and the other two could only land on the mountain near the Holy Sword Peak.
“It has started
Fighting."
Feng Jue looked solemn and said in a deep voice.
Lin Yun knew that he was talking about the confrontation of energy, the two people confronting each other on the top of the snow-capped mountain seemed to have not taken action, but their aura had already been overwhelmed and was everywhere.
In the void that is invisible to the naked eye, each of them is engaged in a terrible confrontation.
Once you show weakness, you will be devastatingly hit by your opponent in an instant.
Huh!
The sound of breaking through the air sounded one after another, and all the bigwigs of the life and death realm of the super sect broke in.
They didn't want to miss this battle.
In the realm of the dragon vein, they dared to fight against life and death, which really made them feel a little unbelievable.
"Old guy, you must win!"
Lin Yun looked calm, but deep down, he had never been so nervous.
Because once the battle is defeated, what is waiting for the sword to shock is death, and even a more terrible humiliation than death.
Lin Yun had arguing with the old guy several times, but in his heart, he had already regarded the other party as his elder.
If the other party had not rescued him, he would have died in the Cang Xuan Demon Realm long ago.
Without the other party's guidance and resources, he would not be able to master the seven flowers gatherings in the realm of the Star Lord.
The other party is his leader and his best friend, and both of them have a very similar temper.
boom!
Suddenly, a tremendous sound came from the top of the snow-capped mountain, and a circle of white energy spread like ripples.
The majestic sword power surged out from Jian Jingtian, and Zhuge Qingyun was forced back several steps on the top of the snow-capped mountain.
Obviously, Zhuge Qingyun firmly gained the upper hand in the confrontation of momentum.
This scene surprised everyone, his chin was almost falling, and the dragon vein realm was overwhelming life and death?
"Shenxiao!"
Jian Jingtian took this opportunity and put his fingers together to form a sword, pressing directly towards Zhuge Qingyun.
The fingertips are radiant, a hundred meters long, like the light of a meteorite blooming, dazzling and dazzling.
The swordsman showed his sharpness and succeeded with one blow. He had to fight to suppress the opponent with one blow, without giving him any chance.
"How is this possible?"
Zhuge Qingyun seemed extremely shocked. In his vision, nine dragon veins behind the other party extended out, each of which was 100,000 feet long, covering the sky and the sun, and it was infinite.
He is in the Dragon Vein Realm, but this Dragon Vein is a bit too exaggerated and completely unreasonable!
Wow!
Before he could think about it, nine mysterious lights on his body instantly spread out, and each mysterious light condensed a different weapon.
There are swords, swords, guns, fans, and long halberds. Without exception, they are all Thousand-patterned Holy Soldiers.
The nine holy soldiers quickly turned around, and finally merged together and evolved into a nine-colored holy cauldron, colliding with the sword sacrificed by Jian Jingtian.
Boom!
The place where the two collided, dense innate holy energy was immediately born, rolling towards all directions like a wave of water.
Some of the innate holy energy even shot thousands of miles away, and still burst out with extremely terrifying lethality.
In everyone's eyes, these aftermaths cut through the sky like meteors, reflecting the dim world so dazzlingly.
Such a scene seems to be terrifying as the Doomsday version.
"Hahaha, Jian Jingtian, how does my Xuantian Holy Cauldron taste like? You guy actually accumulates such a terrifying dragon vein, but my Holy Cauldron has come out, let's see how you break it!" Zhuge Qingyun stabilized the situation and gradually gained a considerable advantage, and immediately laughed wildly.
"It's broken!"
The sword was shocked and rose up in the sky. He stretched out his right hand, and flames burned in his palm. The next moment, a dragon shadow burst out from his body. The sword power on his body, with the blessing of the dragon shadow, burst out with an extremely violent pressure.
His eyes were now filled with a sharp cold light, and the flames in his palms were burning wildly, as hot as dragon flames.
Dragon Sword Body!
Everyone immediately saw that this was the innate dragon sword body, and it was also the foundation of the sword that was shocking and scattered in ancient times.
When Jian Jingtian's palm was completely raised, the entire void was trembling, and then a lightning strike directly hit the Xuantian Holy Cauldron.
Click!
Almost instantly, the ancient holy cauldron, which seemed to be ruining the world, was blown to pieces and turned into nine mysterious lights again.
Rumble!
The aftermath of the Holy Cauldron and the shadow of the Dragon Sword storm surging in all directions, delving into an extremely terrifying picture.
Huh!
The sword shocked the sky like a sharp sword, and rushed out of the chaos. His sword light shone all over his body, and the divine dragon in his palm roared, destroying the opponent's Xuantian momentum constantly tore apart.
"court death!"
Seeing that the other party came directly to kill, Zhuge Qingyun roared and activated Xuantian Baojian to come forward with a punch.
Bang bang bang bang!
Two figures suddenly passed through the top of the snow-capped mountain with floating clouds, crisscrossing, and fought hundreds of moves in the blink of an eye.
The momentum of the two people kept colliding, causing extremely terrifying waves in the sky.
Too powerful!
At this level of battle, a little aftermath can be swept thousands of miles away.
Every time the two fought in the air, it was like a roaring divine thunder in the sky, making everyone's hearts tremble.
This is a fancy match-up without any tricks.
That shock could no longer be described in words. Many elders from the realm of life and death were stunned, and a look of panic flashed in their eyes.
Is this the style of the first place in the third list that year?
Dragon Vein Fights Life and Death!
Cross-border killing was not inferior to Zhuge Qingyun at all, and even suppressed his opponent.
It completely subverted everyone's common sense, but when I saw nine majestic dragon shadows behind Jian Jingtian, I felt that it seemed understandable.
Compared with him, the ordinary dragon vein is like a drop of water, melting into the sea.
He is a dragon vein, but his cultivation is more than ten times, a hundred times, or even a thousand times stronger than the dragon vein of the same realm.
Everyone's scalp was tingling. With such a foundation, if he was promoted to life and death, he would not be invincible in an instant!
Click!
The two figures separated each other, but the momentum on their bodies was violent to an unimaginable extreme.
In an instant, the energy surged into the sky.
The floating cloud island is full of sounds of broken sky, endless!
Zhuge Qingyun's face looked very bad, and the background shown by Jian Jingtian was beyond imagination. He did not take that step, but he did not stop in the past eighteen years, but it was all accumulated in the realm of the dragon vein.
"Zhuge Qingyun, I have a sword, so please give me some advice!"
At this moment, a loud shout came from the world. The sword standing in the air was shocking, with long hair showing off and sharp eyebrows.
He reached out his hand and let out a move in the void, shouting: "Come on the sword!"
clang!
The Thousand Thunder Sword in the sword box on Lin Yun's back instantly cut through the void, like a storm of lightning, landing in the latter's hands.
The moment he held the Thousand Thunder Sword, Jian Jingtian released a dazzling golden light. He was like a glorious sun standing on earth, rendering the world into a golden light that could not be seen directly.
This scene was extremely gorgeous, with swords standing in the void, his long hair flying in the wind, standing in the sun like a god.
Can compete with the big sun!
His originally gray-white long hair became black and bright, and his old face became extremely young as time went by.
In the blink of an eye, a young man with handsome and flawless facial features appeared in everyone's eyes.
He is not old at all. He is the youngest disciple of Yaoguang Saber Saint, only fifty years old.
But the sad past was a hundred heads a night, and since then, I have been jailed, trapping myself and the originally passionate and young heart.
At this moment, the storm was turbulent. At this moment, the first place in the third list, my invincible sword Jingtian came back.
"Here I'm back!"
Feng Jue was beside Lin Yun, tears streaming down his eyes. He was back, he was back, and his junior brother was back!
When Jian Jingtian held Qian Lei and raised it above his head, his eyes were filled with rage. The light of the holy sword and the roar of thousands of thunder made the heaven and earth tremble, and the starlight waterfall that was rolling in the sky lost its light.
Majestic vision shocked the world.
"Yaoguang cannot be humiliated!!"
When the sword force reached its limit, Jian Jingtian roared and slashed at Zhuge Qingyun with one sword.