The swordsman, the king of hundreds of soldiers!
The swordsman is the commander of hundreds of soldiers!
The spearman, the king of soldiers!
Now, these three are in the hands of their own powerful men, launching a shocking battle!
Clang!
Zong Qing's blade was as vast as the sea, and Duan Mutian's sword was as powerful as a rainbow. The two of them, one on the left and one on the right, kept strangling Xu Yue who was holding a spear.
They hit from the ground to the sky with extremely fast movements. People with low cultivation level could only see the fire and the power that could shatter everything.
And from the real world to nothingness, the three people will suddenly disappear. After a long time, a crack in the void will be suddenly torn open, either by a demon knife, a black sword, or a spear. The figure returns to reality through this crack.
"So strong! Zong Qing's strength is much stronger than before! As for the other two... they are indeed the protagonists of the dispute a hundred years ago!"
In the distance, Shang Jun's eyes moved quickly, changing positions as the three of them fought.
Among the three, he has only fought against Zong Qing, so he can only make this evaluation at this time.
"The strength of these three people is all in the top ten of the Immortal Ranking, but why has Xu Yue never been on the list before?" The same is true for the oiran, the hexagonal pupils in his eyes are rotating rapidly, and everything in the battle will be destroyed. Close it now.
On the other side of the field, Meng Jin, who had briefly participated in the battle, had stood there for a long time without moving, not knowing what he was doing.
"Lin'er, aren't you going yet?"
In the direction of Pingtianju, the man known as Third Uncle urged the young man with a crown-like face beside him, and said urgently: "Now that Duan Daozi and Young Master Zong have the upper hand, if you end up, you will be able to win in a short time. Behead Xu Yue!"
"Third uncle!"
However, Qilinzi interrupted it, looked at the three people flashing in the field, and said solemnly: "You know, I do not agree with what Duan Mutian and others did! And, if it is possible... I I want to use my own strength to avenge my father!"
"You! Alas..."
The third uncle looked anxious and angry, and shouted: "If you miss today and want to take revenge on my brother, you won't know how many years and months it will take! Do you really want to live up to your father's spirit in heaven because of a temporary dispute?"
Hearing this, Qilinzi's eyes flickered, his face hesitated, and he fell into a deep struggle.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a spear was knocked away and flew rapidly from the center of the battlefield!
With a bang, the Phoenix Blood Spear penetrated the black air border created by Duan Mutian, as if it had smashed into an invisible wall, and stayed in the air dozens of meters in front of Qilinzi, shaking.
The next moment, a figure rode up on horseback. The speed was astonishing, and he appeared under the Phoenix Blood Spear in the blink of an eye.
Xu Yue pulled out the Phoenix Blood Spear from the black air. Just as he was about to turn around and continue to face the enemy, he saw Qilinzi not far away staring at him.
"Huh?"
Xu Yue was puzzled and looked twice, and his face gradually overlapped with someone in his memory.
"Who are you……"
boom!
However, before Xu Yue finished speaking, his position was flooded by a sword light, and rough cuts appeared on the invisible black wall, like a weathered sword practice pile, riddled with scars. hole.
A moment later, Xu Yue's figure rushed out from the sword light. A fragmented spiritual shield around him suddenly collapsed, and blood fluttered in the wind like silk. It was injured by Zong Qing's sword light.
But even so, he still held the Phoenix Blood Spear in front of him with one hand, and waved his fist desperately at the blond beast that was coming towards him with the other hand.
"[Phoenix Phantom Demonic Fist] is being triggered. The host blasts out a spirit-shattering demonic fist, causing great damage to the enemy's spiritual will."
With a whoosh, the fist light was invisible and directly ignored Zong Qing's defense and penetrated into his brain.
In an instant, the big man who was in the midst of a fierce charge suddenly stopped, thrust the demon knife into the ground, squatted down, and grabbed the sand on the ground with his hands, showing an expression of extreme pain.
The Phoenix Magic Fist is working!
Xu Yue seized the opportunity and galloped on his horse. When he sat down, the Xuanhuo horse felt the will of its master. The fire marks on its body surged and it rushed towards Zong Qing desperately!
On the other side, Duan Mutian was also running quickly, but due to the expansion of the Imperial Realm of Yidi Mountain, he was unable to control the air, so his speed was not as fast as that of Xu Yue, who was a man and a horse!
"I should have killed you long ago!!"
Xu Yue shouted angrily, looking at Zong Qing's crouched body, he pointed the gun straight at the center of his eyebrows!
This time, he didn't hesitate like he did a hundred years ago, because no one could pay for his indecision anymore!
However, just when Xu Yue was about to succeed, Zong Qing suddenly raised his head, with a wild and evil smile on his lips.
"Monster, have no fear!"
Zong Qing shouted, his demonic aura rising to the sky, breaking through the shackles of the Phoenix Phantom Demon Fist.
At the same time, his hands had already accumulated strength, and now they were holding the demon sword together. He turned around 360 degrees, like a dragon waving its tail, and struck Xu Yue, who was rushing towards him!
"not good!"
Xu Yue was so shocked that he almost had no time to defend himself. The Xuan Huo Ma sitting next to him tried his best to tear off the ligaments and bones of half of his body, and forcibly reversed Xu Yue's position.
boom!
The demon knife struck, and half of Xu Yue's body was cut off instantly, and blood flew everywhere.
But fortunately, Xuan Huo Ma desperately avoided the vital point, and coupled with Xu Yue's powerful cultivation in the Return to the Void Realm at this time, that half of the body was restored in an instant, like a new life!
"kill!"
However, Duan Mutian who arrived did not give Xu Yue any chance. Taking advantage of Xu Yue's weakness, he drew his sword and struck again. Even the heaven and earth were trembling, and the avenue was trembling!
The black dragon sword became hazy and looked less and less like a sword. It seemed like a miniature black dragon, swinging freely in Duan Mutian's hands, swallowing everything as it came and went.
Xu Yue fell completely passive, his figure became increasingly unclear, and he was almost engulfed by the surrounding darkness.
Until a certain moment.
Behind Duan Mutian, the giant black dragon that had been hovering in the black air poked its head out again. Its huge dragon head was ferocious, and its whiskers were flying. It opened its mouth and spit out a black light point at Xu Yue who was in the field.
In an instant, the light spot enlarged instantly, like a black hole, wrapping Xu Yue in the center of the battlefield and completely submerging him.
"Die."
Duan Mutian flicked his hand, and the black dragon sword stood beside him, and then reached out to grab the black hole.
"Dark Devour."
There was a whisper, and with a bang, the black hole shrank instantly, and Xu Yue and his horse disappeared together with them.
The surrounding areas suddenly became clear, and before many people could react, the battle seemed to be over.
"This...is it over? Duan Daozi wins! He wins!!"
In the distance, Tang Biao of the Changle Sect was stunned for a moment, then looked ecstatic.
After Xu Yue appeared, he never dared to speak, because that young man was once his nightmare and the person he feared most in his life.
But now that Duan Mutian succeeded, Tang Biao was so surprised and happy that he couldn't help but roar loudly.
"Xu Yue!"
Lan Ruyan shouted outside the field, looking at the disappearing black hole in the field, trying desperately to rush in.
"Yan'er, don't worry!"
Lan Qing pulled her hard, staring at the field with blue eyes, silent.
It was also at this time that many people discovered that none of the real geniuses at the scene spoke.
Such as Shang Jun, such as Mo Yu, such as Zuo Qingxuan, such as Jian Chen, as well as Duan Mutian and Zong Qing in the field.
They all stared at the center of the field with serious faces. Everything seemed to have disappeared there, but in fact, there was still a small black spot the size of a particle, which was constantly rising and falling, but had not been completely swallowed up by Duan Mutian's darkness.
next moment.
A golden beam of light shot out, breaking through the restrictions and obstacles in space, and blasted towards Duan Mutian, who was dressed in black.
