The wind whistled.
The sun was shining brightly.
After seeing the power of the opponent's sword, Holy Master Yunying and Li Ziye both had the idea of snatching it.
When it comes to quality, neither of them is better than the other.
As the saying goes, it is difficult to raise a man and a woman, but today, they are all here.
Holy Lord Yunying and Li Ziye both looked at each other's swords, a look of desire flashing through them.
However, both of them also know that the sword is the life of a swordsman, and it is not easy to take it away.
"Xuan Tian, Feng Lei!"
In the Tiangang Immortal Formation, Li Ziye suppressed his thoughts and quickly formed seals with his left hand to reproduce the thunder method.
Suddenly, thunder surged from all sides of the formation, intertwined into a web, and then fell with a crash.
Below, the Holy Lord Cloud Shadow concentrated his attention, turned his palms and poured out his energy. The power of light surged, and he blocked the power of thunder head-on.
"The style of a gentleman!"
The moment Holy Lord Yun Ying blocked the power of thunder, Bai Wangyu's figure swept forward and swung his sword. Haoran's righteousness surged and his sword was fierce.
When they fought again, Holy Master Yunying concentrated his attention without any carelessness. The Yunxing Sword in his hand turned into a hundred-refined steel, blocking Tai Yi's sharp edge.
Two divine weapons clashed in strength, bright and awe-inspiring. The two forces impacted each other, rolling up thousands of waves of sand.
Holy Lord Yunying was one against two, and his moves could not be fully effective. However, even so, he still outnumbered the two in the situation.
The strength and confidence of the top five realms are evident.
"Flying Immortal Technique, Sword Dang Liuhe Qing!"
At the moment when Bai Wangyu and Holy Lord Yunying were fighting, outside the battle, Li Ziye moved like thunder, and his afterimage moved, and in an instant, he was in front of Holy Lord Yunying.
The Flying Immortal Technique, which can be said to be the fastest in the world, is unrivaled in terms of speed.
During the battle, even someone as powerful as Holy Lord Yun Ying could not keep up with the flying speed of Feixian Jue. He could only rely on his cultivation and Yun Yingyi to block it.
"boom!"
Just a short distance away, the pure Jun sword shook the divine armor, still in the same position, the thunder surged, and the roar was deafening.
Visible to the naked eye, thunder penetrated Yun Yingyi's clothing and continued to disintegrate its material.
"Back off!"
Yun Yingyi was hit hard again. Anger burst out in the eyes of Saint Lord Yun Ying. He shouted angrily, and the Yun Ying Sword in his hand was bright. The sword moved the wind and clouds, and all the two people in front of him were blown away with one sword.
More than ten feet away, Bai Wangyu and Li Ziye stumbled to steady themselves, and immediately vomited blood.
As the battle progressed, the injuries on the two men gradually accumulated, and they were no longer as calm as before.
"It's amazing!"
Li Ziye raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at Holy Lord Yun Ying's armor that was damaged by thunder on his chest, and said in a solemn voice, "If this happens seven or eight more times, her Yun Ying's armor will be useless."
"Seven or eight times?"
Bai Wangyu heard this and smiled bitterly, "Can we still withstand her seven or eight moves?"
Opponents of this level would have no chance of hurting her except exchanging injuries for injuries.
Thanks to Brother Li, he was able to face the strong men at the top of the Five Realms in the early stage of the Five Realms, and he had to withstand the moves of the strong men at the top of the Five Realms.
"Can't bear it."
Li Ziye answered simply, "So, next, you go and carry it, while I prepare a big move and try to destroy it with one sword!"
"How long?" Bai Wangyu asked.
"Ten breaths, don't be disturbed." Li Ziye returned.
"good!"
Bai Wangyu didn't hesitate too much, and responded decisively. He looked at the Holy Lord Yunying in front of him, pointed at the sword, and the awe-inspiring surge flowed into the sword.
With his promise ahead of him, there was no room for hesitation. Bai Wangyu stepped forward and rushed forward. With his own strength, he blocked Holy Lord Yunying and bought time for his best friend behind him.
Ten breaths is not too long, but to completely stop a strong man at the peak of the Five Realms, ten breaths is too long.
Especially since Lord Yunying's current target is still Li Ziye.
Sure enough, at the same time as Bai Wangyu moved, the figure of the Holy Lord Yunying also flashed out in front, the target was Li Ziye!
"boom!"
Bai Wangyu stepped forward to block it, and Tai Yi swung past him. Haoran's righteousness surged, and his power was even greater than before.
Holy Master Yunying frowned, swung his sword to block Tai Yi's sharp edge, and then struck out with a palm, forcibly driving away the Confucian disciple in front of him.
After three steps, Bai Wangyu took three steps back, forcibly stabilizing his body. Then, he turned the sword in his hand and attacked again.
"Um?"
Holy Lord Yunying saw the Confucian disciple's desperate fighting style, his expression slightly condensed, and he noticed something was wrong.
what happened?
At this moment, outside the battle, Li Ziye inserted his sword in front of him and quickly formed seals with his hands. The complex marks were dazzling.
In the Li family, apart from Mr. Ge, Li Ziye is the only one who has attainments in spells.
Under normal circumstances, Li Ziye can perform most spells with one hand, or even without any seals.
In this world, there are only a handful of spells that require Li Ziye to form seals with his hands, and it takes so long to prepare.
The reason why it takes so long is because only the completed mark can exert the maximum power of the spell.
Just as Li Ziye was forming the seal quickly, Holy Master Yun Ying, who noticed something was wrong in the battle ahead, forced himself through the barrier, intending to interrupt the forward swing of the young man in front of him.
"The red dust is rolling!"
Bai Wangyu immediately stood up and blocked the front, blocking Holy Master Yunying again and again, trading injuries for time to buy enough time for those behind him.
"What? The young master went to the Western Regions?"
At the same time, in an unknown place, in the misty rain building.
When Li Hongyi, who was recovering from her injuries, heard the news that the young master was going to Ten Thousand Demon Ridge, he looked anxious and said, "Mr. Ge, there are so many crises in the Western Region, how can you let the young master take risks himself?"
He had gone to the Western Regions before, but if Mr. Ge and Sister Hua hadn't rescued him, he would never have come back.
There was more than just a scholar in that place.
"fine."
In the underground spring, Ge Danyang opened his eyes and said calmly, "Xiao Ziye will not do anything he is not sure about. Moreover, with the information you brought back before, there should be no danger in Xiao Ziye's trip."
"Mr. Ge, of the twelve temples in the Western Region, we only have information about the Nine Great Temples and the Jialuo Twin Temples. We have almost no information about the other two temples."
Li Hongyi said anxiously, "Even if the scholar doesn't take action, none of the temple masters in the Twelve Temples are easy to deal with. If the young master encounters him, the consequences will be disastrous."
"Don't worry."
Ge Danyang shook his head slightly and said seriously, "You overestimate the Twelve Temples, and underestimate your young master too much."
"Heaven and earth are natural, Taiyi is mysterious, Yin and Yang unite into one hundred qi, Xuantian serves as thunder, and the eight heavenly dragons form."
In the Western Region, in the Tiangang Immortal Formation, just when Bai Wangyu was about to lose his strength, thousands of thunders surged above the formation and gathered together to take shape.
The complete imprint, coupled with the blessing of the formation, under the scorching sun, in the sky full of thunder, dragons roared for nine days, and the eight dragons raised their heads, shockingly appearing.
"Old Bai, retreat!"
Li Ziye gave a deep shout and reminded him, then drew his sword and rushed forward in the form of thunder.
During the battle, Bai Wangyu heard the former's reminder and immediately retreated without hesitation.
The next moment, Li Ziye came with the power of eight dragons, and the move of ten breaths forward showed a ferocious look.
"Roar!"
But in the roar of dragons that shook the earth and the earth, eight dragons turned against the world and swallowed up the two of them in an instant.
