Tiezhang Mountain is ten miles away.
The golden swords roared, the swords flew, and the three figures were as fast as a thundering giant. They were intertwined with each other and were inseparable.
Lu Nanzhi's eyes were cold, and the brilliance of the ice crystal sword was restrained and lacked any sharpness, but it drew blood and collided fiercely with Xu Qiancheng's broad sword.
Xu Qiancheng was retreating steadily, and the frost was eroding his body. He was no match for Lu Nazhi.
"Sister!"
Under the Liangyi Formation, Xu Qiancheng struggled to get injured and changed positions with Xu Qianjin.
Xu Qianjin's light sword floated in thousands of illusions, emerging one after another. Lu Nazhi remained unchanged in response to the changes, and his offensive remained extremely fierce.
Xu Qianjin's figure was erratic, avoiding the sharp edge, and shuttled around in the shadow of the ice sword in the sky.
Lu Nazhi frowned, and suddenly felt like his fist was hitting the cotton, unable to exert any force.
Lu Nazhi retreated, the ice glow around him surged, and he waved his hand and slashed out a wave of black ice swords, overwhelming the sky and the earth, filled with murderous intent. Each wave was stronger than the other and crushed them.
Xu Qianjin and Xu Qiancheng's expressions were solemn, and the light and heavy swords overlapped, creating red flames that overlapped and intertwined, just like the surging tide.
boom!
The two tides collided violently, hundreds or thousands of times in an instant. The aftermath swept across the fields and stirred up dust all over the sky.
The dust dissipated, and Lu Nanzhi saw that the two siblings were safe and sound. Xu Qianjin held the sword flower in his hand and led the aftermath of the Xuan Bing out of the Liangyi Formation.
Lu Nanzhi Tongren was slightly shocked and held the ice crystal sword tightly.
Xu Qianjin smiled and said: "Lu Nanzhi, your ice sword skills are very strong, three points better than my brother's. If he is the only one facing you, he will definitely lose."
"Sister! How can you increase others' prestige?" Xu Qiancheng puffed up his cheeks like a squirrel.
Xu Qianjin poked him with a finger and continued: "My swordsmanship follows the path of using softness to overcome strength. Coupled with the Liangyi Sword Formation's combination of hardness and softness, I can restrain you to death."
Lu Nazhi knew that this battle could not go well, so he swung his sword and said, "Stop talking nonsense and let's fight again!"
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In Tiankuifeng Square.
The endless discussions made Wen Miao irritable. She slipped out of the meeting hall to stretch her muscles and saw many disciples gathered in a corner of the square.
"My eyes are not strong enough. One of you can use the Zhaoying Jade to help record the battle on Lu Nanzhi's side. I'll watch Jiang Yuebai and Xie Jingshan's side first."
"Jiang Yuebai is setting up a formation over there. Let's look at the same thing later. Lu Nanzhi's side is changing rapidly and don't dare to be distracted. I heard that the two sisters have fought Zhuo Qingfeng three times with their Liangyi Sword Formation. It’s all a tie.”
"I, a Taoist disciple, am not interested in Lu Nazhi's side, but I find Jiang Yuebai's side interesting. He Wangchen's Mayfly Dragon Binding Formation has evolved over the course of a day and night, and it is more than enough to trap the foundation-building monks at this moment."
"Yes, Zhuo Qingfeng, Hua Yingshi and Zhao Kunling can't break free even if they work together. Jiang Yuebai uses all the basic arrays of the Five Elements Replenishing Formation. Even if he can rob the wood spirit energy and boost the fire spirit energy, it's still useless no matter how he looks at it. Hitting an egg against a stone."
"Keep your voice down. Look at Zhenjun Fuyi's face over there. I feel like Jiang Yuebai is trying to cover the door."
Wen Miao rushed to Zhenjun Fuyi's side and put her face in front of her to look at her carefully.
"Are you nervous?"
Zhenjun Fuyi avoided it, "Nothing."
Wen Miao looked for the jug, and when she found it empty, she remembered that the jug had been taken away by Wen Ci, and she was not allowed to drink during the discussion.
After pouting, Wen Miao looked at Jiang Yuebai, who was setting up a formation in the mirage, and rubbed her chin.
The two shadow wolf puppets attracted the swarm of mayflies. Jiang Yuebai lowered his head and kept pulling out the formation disks, pressing them one by one, and then put in the middle-grade fire spirit stones.
At this time, the entire array shone brightly, as if a shining fire gem was embedded in the miniature mirage.
"The foundation of this girl's formation is extremely solid. The double-linked sub-formation, Yimu formation gathers wood spiritual energy, and is inserted into the beacon fire formation to boost the fire spiritual energy. The Yimu beacon fire formation is also used as a whole sub-formation. At this moment, six or nine are deployed. …”
Wen Miao counted, "Huo, there are already seventy-two sub-formations. Nine sub-formations form a mother formation. If the nine mother formations are combined again... it will be interesting! She has brought enough formations. It seems that She has been prepared for this. If so, this girl's target is you, Zhao Fuyi."
The face of Zhenjun Fuyi was gloomy, "She was well prepared, but He Wangchen adapted to local conditions. Compared with the two, He Wangchen was more accomplished in the formation. The foundation is important, but for the master, Jiang Yue Bai's formation technique... is too low-level, He Wangchen only used nine array weapons to set up this formation."
Wen Miao sneered, "You are so stubborn that you refuse to admit that the disciple you just accepted is inferior to others. Sooner or later, you will fall into trouble. I admire this little girl very much. No matter what method she uses, if she can break formations and kill people, she is the best." Good technique!”
Fuyi was still tough, "Even with the eighty-one sub-formation, there is at most a 30% chance of breaking He Wangchen's formation. He Wangchen only needs to change the formation in time. Everything she does at this time is in vain."
Wen Miao said with great interest, "Okay, let's see who wins in the end."
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Mirror world.
"Jiang Yuebai, are you feeling better? How long will it take?"
Xie Jingshan opened his clothes and felt like he was being roasted on a fire, his whole body was unbearably hot.
The inner beacon array gathered fire energy crazily, and the air in the tree hole turned deeper and deeper red, surging like flames.
The trees and vines were scorched black, sparks were dotted, and streaks of red light poured into Xie Jingshan's sword across his knees.
The red sword body is as bright and dazzling as magma, and the black dog demon totem can be vaguely seen, coming to life in the heat wave.
The fire spirit energy continued to increase, and Xie Jingshan's Dantian was so full that it almost burst. He could only suppress it with his Fate Kung Fu, feeling that the threshold between the seventh and eighth levels of Qi training was faintly loose.
Outside the tree hole, two shadow wolf puppets were trapped by a swarm of mayflies. They struggled hard to no avail.
Mayflies swarmed and killed Jiang Yuebai.
Jiang Yuebai's whole body was tense and dripping with sweat, and he quickly pressed the last array plate hard.
If the mechanism is activated, the crisp sound of the jade plate colliding spreads from Jiang Yuebai's feet continuously.
Nearly two hundred array disks lit up one after another, like a prairie fire, rushing unstoppably towards the formation eye.
boom!
The ancient trees turned into powder, magnificent flames spewed out, and the billowing heat flowed through the clouds and cracked the sky!
The earth shook and everything burned!
All the monks in the square retreated, feeling that the fire was about to rush out from the mirage, and were shocked by this spectacular sight.
The face of Zhenjun Fuyi changed slightly, and the whole square was silent.
"Ah hahaha! I actually broke through hahaha!"
Xie Jingshan's excited shouts came from the fire. He jumped up with a long sword in his hand, hovering in the air wrapped in flames.
His hair was flying in anger and he was laughing wildly.
The thick fog dissipated, and billions of mayflies were turned into ashes in the fire. Xie Jingshan held the sword in both hands and triggered the raging flames.
The strong wind whipped up the hurricane, and the majestic flames turned into a giant dog that covered the sky and the sun, with a sword in its eyes and angrily glaring at the earth.
"Look at my Fentian sword!"
cut!
With one sword strike, the giant dog roared and tore the sky apart!
Jiang Yuebai stood under the flames that filled the sky, watching the heat flow set off a hurricane and lift the trees from the ground, and his eyes were shocked.
In the sea of consciousness, the flames of the hidden fire Mairen are billowing.
A gust of wind, born from the fire!
