The flash of swords and shadows, the sound of killing soaring to the sky.
Cangyuan Sect and Qingfeng Sect, the two sects are fighting madly.
Especially for the disciples of the two sects, it was very fierce. Dozens of Xuanyang realm warriors fought fiercely together, with various fighting spirit powers impacting, cold weapons clashing, fierce fighting sounds, and blood flowing.
Kill! Kill! Kill!~~
Both sides are full of ferocity.
There is no way, there is a feud between these two sects. Although there has been no large-scale fighting for decades, there is also a lot of friction here, but now Ling Tianyu has increased the hatred between the two sects.
Deep down, the hatred and anger that had been accumulated for many years were able to be vented crazily.
Phew! Phew!~~
A flash of light from Dawson's cold sword flashed sharply. The two sides had already become jealous.
Unfortunately, the Cangyuan Sect was much weaker and was suppressed by the Qingfeng Sect and gained the upper hand.
Ah!~~
A disciple of the Cangyuan Sect fell down, broken into pieces, and miserable. It was undoubtedly cruel.
"Fight!"
"Kill them!"
"Kill!~"
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The disciples of the Cangyuan Sect were all angry, waving the weapons in their hands wildly, squandering a stream of cold light, and attacking the disciples of the Qingfeng Sect crazily. But the disciples of the Qingfeng Sect were really much stronger than them, and their overall strength was the same as those of the Qingfeng Sect.
They have a complete advantage in terms of numbers.
Xi Jiangyuan and Lei Li also fought fiercely together. In the battle circle where they were, the evil spirit was raging, no one dared to come close, and the two of them fought evenly.
But Du Tianhe was not so good. Facing Yun Rufei's strength, he pressed forward step by step, and his body was already scarred. If Du Tianhe hadn't been supported by the heavenly weapon Zhenshan Bell, he would have been defeated long ago.
However, if Du Tianhe continues to remain in a stalemate, he will eventually lose. It is only a matter of time now.
At this time, Feng Hen, with murderous intent all over his body, rushed into the disciples of the two sects who were fighting fiercely. When he rushed in, he demonstratively killed the two Cangyuan sect disciples with the long sword in his hand, directly forcing them to
Arriving in front of Ling Tianyu.
"Boy! Let's see how you can escape this time!" Feng Hen said angrily.
"Escape? Do you need it?" Ling Tianyu sneered disdainfully.
"How dare you be so arrogant even when you are in a doomed situation!" Feng Hen moved his long sword, his eyes flashed, and he shouted coldly: "War spirit! Wind injury!~"
As soon as he drank it, a strong wind with extremely ferocious aura rushed out. The airflow in the air was shocked and became chaotic, the strong wind raged, and the cold and purgatory-like aura surged out.
Those who were fighting fiercely around them were forced to retreat due to this powerful force, and an airspace expanded.
Boom!~~
The fierce murderous aura in the sky, carrying waves of invisible wind light, covered Ling Tianyu like a dragnet.
Faced with such power, Ling Tianyu remained calm and stood there coldly and proudly.
"It's just looking for death!"
"Senior Brother Yutian!"
"Be careful!~"
Some disciples from the two sects in the fierce fight noticed Ling Tianyu's side and shouted, some were worried, some were contemptuous, and some were sympathetic. After all, if a Xuanyang realm warrior met a Xuanyin realm powerhouse head-on, then
It is absolutely certain to die.
"Death!~" Feng Hen shouted coldly, and the powerful force like a violent wave had already swept around Ling Tianyu's body.
Ling Tianyu was surrounded by the strong wind. He stared coldly and shouted: "Chongyu!~"
Silently, within the strong wind, a powerful heavy pressure suddenly appeared. With Ling Tianyu's profound battle soul power of the Mysterious Yin Realm, the heavy domain had already reached more than fifty times the power.
Boom!~~
After a while, there was a burst of explosions, and the originally violent wind was crushed by a powerful and strange pressure. The flowing cyclone was instantly destroyed, and exploded wildly, setting off wild sand all over the sky.
Ling Tianyu is like Jiuyou Demon Controller, carrying the Burning Dragon Sword in his hand, showing his domineering side.
"How is that possible!" Feng Hen shouted in surprise, and everyone around him was also shocked.
Previously, Ling Tianyu had shown outstanding physical skills in the white mist, but they believed that Ling Tianyu only had an absolute advantage in physical skills, and that his true strength was only within the scope of a Xuanyang realm warrior.
But now, the battle soul power displayed by Ling Tianyu is not only extremely weird, but even Feng Hen's most proud battle soul skill, Wind Injury, has been destroyed by Ling Tianyu's battle soul power.
evildoer!
Simply a monster!
"I don't believe it! You have to die!" Feng Hen screamed frantically, and was hit hard. When he moved the long sword in his hand, wind blew under his feet. With the power of the fighting spirit of the wind, Feng Hen's speed could almost be said to be one step.
Ten feet away.
He forced himself in front of Ling Tianyu and waved his sword angrily. The powerful force caused the air around him to become like water waves, seemingly forming cracks, and a network of Xuan Yin Qi covered the sky.
Ling Tianyu smiled coldly, shrank suddenly, and appeared out of thin air.
Feng Hen was dumbfounded and flew past with his sword.
The next moment, Feng Hen suddenly felt a strong cool breeze blowing from his back, and a ferocious sword energy hit his back completely unreasonably. Such strange movements made even Feng Hen, who boasted of possessing the fighting spirit of the wind, be stunned.
Ashamed of myself.
But as a Xuanyin realm warrior, his strength is not weak. He reacted very quickly, turned around and slashed with his sword.
Ling Tianyu was slightly startled, but was not afraid. He raised the Burning Dragon Sword in his hand and directly touched Feng Hen's sword.
"Explosive!~"
"Cut wave style!~"
The broadsword swept across, and an arc of light visible to the naked eye swept away.
Dang!~~
There was a loud sound of metal clashing, billowing smoke and dust, and fierce waves rushing out all around.
Ling Tianyu's whole body trembled, his feet rubbed against the ground, and he moved back a few meters.
Feng Hen was shocked. Although this sword forced Ling Tianyu back, Ling Tianyu was too strong. With his cultivation in the Xuanyang realm, he was able to withstand the attacks of the powerful Xuanyin realm head-on. This
It has completely broken the rules.
"Heaven-level weapon!?" Feng Hen locked his eyes coldly on the Burning Dragon Saber in Ling Tianyu's hand. He was really jealous, and said with a ferocious smile: "Jiejie, I never thought that you would have such a treasure in your hand, but...
What you have in your hand is a waste of money, so please hand it over obediently!"
"Brother, do you still want to be shameless? You can't even defeat me, and you still want my weapon. Aren't you slapping yourself in the face?" Ling Tianyu sneered disdainfully.
"You bastard!" Feng Hen blushed, stretched out his figure, and flew past like an arrow from a string.
Ling Tianyu smiled coldly, turned into a shadow instantly, and disappeared strangely.
Bang!~~
Fenghen slashed the air with his sword, and the force fell on the ground, stirring up a cloud of wild sand.
"Shameless rat! How can you hide!" Feng Hen yelled angrily. He was really going crazy with Ling Tianyu. With his powerful cultivation in the Xuanyin realm, he was actually treated like this by a Xuanyang realm warrior.
tease.
"Haha! I think I am no match for you, so of course I have to hide!" Ling Tianyu laughed wildly while hiding in the dark.
"Get out!" Fenghen's long sword struck out with force.
"Don't worry, those who should be killed must still be killed!" Ling Tianyu said with a playful smile.
"Fuck you! If you dare, I'll die right now! I'll pull out your skin! I'll tear your bones out!" Feng Hen swore directly, losing his so-called grace.
Suddenly, at this moment, clouds of white mist were like surging waves, accompanied by cold screams. The crowd in the fierce fight did not notice at all that the huge white mist had enveloped the entire place.
Battle circle.
"White mist!?"
Everyone was horrified. How could they keep fighting so well that the white mist actually came over on its own?
Woohoo!~~
The cries of ghosts and wolves were extremely desolate, carrying deep resentment, and all kinds of negative invisible forces, impacting the hearts and minds of everyone present.
"Well! What's going on?"
"Why did the white mist come over me?"
"Damn it!"
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Everyone was confused and their vision began to become blurry.
The difference is that the resentment of the charming spirits in this white mist seems to be getting stronger and stronger, and the hearts and souls of those Xuanyang realm warriors in the fierce battle have been greatly impacted.
But they did not stop killing. While resisting the impact of the evil spirit's resentment, they fought frantically with red eyes. The scene looked very chaotic.
Xi Jiangyuan and Lei Li were also greatly affected. Their fighting spirit power was no longer functioning properly, and they could only rely on force to fight.
Du Tianhe was able to relieve a lot of pressure. Yun Rufei lost the assistance of his fighting spirit power and his power was greatly reduced. Du Tianhe relied on the power of the heaven-level weapon to be able to sustain his force for a while.
But the person who suffers the most is probably Feng Hen.
Previously in the white mist, Ling Tianyu was like a ghost hiding in the darkness. Not even thunder and lightning could stop Ling Tianyu, let alone Feng Hen.
Unable to help, Feng Hen suddenly felt a little more fearful in his heart. Inexplicably, he felt afraid of a warrior whose cultivation level was lower than his own. He stared intently at the melting white mist around him and the soul-stirring cry.
, cold sweat began to break out on Feng Hen’s forehead.
This feeling is really depressing and uncomfortable.
"Boy! Get out! Get out!" Fenghen roared, but there was only the surging white mist and the blood-curdling screams around him, as if he was trapped in a cage.
"Are you anxious to die?" The evil voice struck my ears faintly.
"Go to hell!" Feng Hen turned around following the sound and stabbed with his sword.
However, this sword was only filled with white mist that melted like tentacles, and there was not even a human figure.
Crazy! Fenghen is simply crazy!
"Beast! You are playing with me! Get out of here if you have the guts! Fight to the death with me in an honest and fair manner!" Feng Hen cursed wildly, and the feeling of being played with between his buttocks made Feng Hen burst into anger.
In his anger, coupled with the resentment attack of the charming spirit, Feng Hen's mental willpower seemed to have reached the edge of collapse. After Ling Tianyu's provocation several times, Feng Hen actually danced his sword wildly like he had lost his mind.
"Come out! Get out!" Feng Hen roared incessantly.
Sudden!
Phew!~~
A ray of cold light whizzed over, completely based on precise calculations.
"Huh!?" Feng Hen looked stunned, and finally regained his sanity.
Unfortunately, Feng Hen was completely in despair. A bloody broken sword had passed through Feng Hen's dantian. There was a bright red blood in his belly, and his bloodshot eyes were full of fear and unwillingness.
"Why don't you scream? Didn't you have a great time screaming just now? Why don't you scream now?" Ling Tianyu suddenly appeared, cold and evil, like the god of death in purgatory.
Feng Hen stared at Ling Tianyu, his eyes almost bulging out of his eyes.
"Then go to hell!" The residual blood sword in Ling Tianyu's hand was twisted. Fenghen's Dantian was like an overflowing river. The mysterious yin energy and blood essence in the body were lost crazily. The residual blood sword was like a terrifying bottomless pit, drawing out
All the power in Fenghen's body.
However, this power was not absorbed by Ling Tianyu and was completely integrated into the sword spirit.
"Ah!~~"
With a scream of pain and despair, Feng Hen's entire body quickly shriveled up.
Then, Feng Hen's dry body fell down hard.
Ling Tianyu scraped off all the items on Feng Hen's body, kicked Feng Hen's mummy away, followed the faintly flashing figure with his cold eyes, and said with a sinister smile: "Haha, here, I am the one