The scorching sun is in the sky, and its beauty is bright.

The fiery red crane spread its wings and flew high, and thousands of flowing gold fell from the sky. The power of the pure yang was like a vast ocean, covering Liang Yan below.

Liang Yan's long hair was flying, his face was red, but his eyes were happy and unafraid.

He only had a green light in front of him. Wherever the sword edge passed, even the powerful pure yang power had to retreat. He was not the enemy of the blue sword edge.

brush!

In just a few breaths, the green sword light had already cut through the sky and rushed into the sky. Then the sword edge turned around, and a green light penetrated through the clouds and slashed the flying crane.

A roar came from the clouds. The fiery red crane ate the sword, its wings trembled, and its feathers fell down, turning into magma, dyeing the sky red, and burning the cumulus mountain below to penetrate.

Zhu Youqing's face changed drastically. He never expected that even if he devoted all his pure Yang power, he would not be able to suppress this person!

Seeing that the second sword was slashing again, he did not dare to use the crane to meet the enemy anymore. He hurriedly took out the two water-dividing spurs in his hand and took the initiative to meet him.

"Haotian Divine Art" is the sect-controlling technique of Haotian Sect, which uses the power of pure yang to temper the body. As the deputy sect leader, Zhu Youqing has long practiced this technique to the top level. Every move and every move has the power of pure yang, and can destroy gold and cut stones. It is unbearable!

when!

A crisp sound came, but Zhu Youqing used the double thorns to hold Liang Yan's canfly sword balls.

The sword pill was blocked by him with his weapon and spiraled endlessly. The violent sword energy surged out like a tide, forming a sword energy whirlwind in front of Zhu Youqing, as if a bloody mouth was about to wrap him into it.

Faced with such a close threat, Zhu Youqing's face was solemn, his whole body was red, and lines like meridians appeared on the surface of his skin, and a fire suddenly rose all over his body.

boom!

The huge power of pure yang melted all the sword energy shot out like a volcano erupting. A fiery red whirlwind flew out from behind Zhu Youqing and stirred up with the sword energy whirlwind.

In an instant, the power of pure yang and the sword energy of the mayfly flew everywhere! Half of the sky was occupied by a whirlwind of green and red colors!

Since Liang Yan became a sword infant, this was the first time that he had a happy battle. The two of them had no reservations and used sword energy to attack Chunyang. The moves were fatal. As long as there was a slight negligence, they might end up deadly.

But both of them were very calm, without any slight relaxation, and did not reveal any flaws from beginning to end, so that they still couldn't decide the winner after a hundred moves.

"Boy, I think your cultivation is not easy, so why do you need to wade into this muddy water?" Zhu Youqing asked in a hurry.

"Give back the Buddhist beads, Liang will leave immediately!"

Liang Yan replied to him indifferently, but Fei Jian was not slow at all. Instead, he took advantage of the time of speaking and slashed at the other party.

Zhu Youqing knew that there was no possibility of negotiation anymore, so he didn't say much. He danced the double thorns with the power of Pure Yang and started a battle with the Mayfly Jianmaru in the air.

The two sides fought for about thirty more moves. Liang Yan was thinking about how to defeat the enemy, but Jingyuan suddenly went crazy and threw away the ghost lamp with his left hand. The evil ghost energy roared and instantly arrived behind Zhu Youqing.

Although Zhu Youqing had pure Yang protection, his ghost energy was also vicious and vicious, and he was omnipresent. He took advantage of the battle with Liang Yan and drilled through the body protection light and flew to the back of his head.

The coldness behind him was faint, and Zhu Youqing was shocked. He was fighting fiercely with Liang Yan at this moment, and had no time to care about behind him. In a critical moment, he suddenly slapped himself in the door and shouted:

"The ancestor saves me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a talisman flew out from behind his head, rushed into the air, and turned into a fiery red sword, slashing at the gloomy ghost energy.

brush!

The red sword light shone across the sky, and the ghost energy behind it was swept by the sword's edge and immediately turned into nothingness, as if it had never appeared.

After sweeping the ghost energy, the red sword edge remained unabated and still galloped forward, finally slashing on the ghost lamp in Jingyuan.

Table Tennis!

With a crisp sound, the wick of the ghost lamp shattered and turned into pus and blood and fell into the air. After this blow, the long sword above Zhu Youqing's head disappeared without a trace.

The talisman and the ghost lamp died together, Jingyuan was even more angry, and the strange roared, and the nine-ring sword in his hand was filled with blood, as if a butcher knife that slaughtered thousands of people came from a distance with a knife.

However, he was still a little far away. After getting this gap, Zhu Youqing shouted loudly and soared into the sky. He dodged Liang Yan's attacks one after another, and stabbed Jingyuan's long sword.

Liang Yan originally wanted to take advantage of the victory, but with a thought, his spiritual consciousness spread and he immediately found a nine-curved galaxy appeared above his head.

"Stardust turns into river power!"

Liang Yan didn't think about it and stabbed it with a backhand sword. A crisp sound of "Dang!" was slashing on the wind and fire golden wheel.

In the air, the four of them fought in chaos, sometimes Jingyuan fought Liang Yan, sometimes Zhu Youqing fought Jingyuan, sometimes Liang Yan fought Ling Chongxiao, the four of them fought each other, fighting quickly, without any reservation, and collapsed the entire Cumulus Mountain Mountains!

At this moment, Xuanyuan Lingwei, Zheng Gongbu and others, as well as the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest, all retreated from afar, for fear of being involved in the fight.

"Today I was really eye-opening!" Zheng Gongbu blew his beard and looked at the fierce battle in the air, his face full of incredible expressions.

Even Ye Shan, who had always been rebellious, widened his eyes and couldn't help but shout: "This is the first time I have seen Tongxuan Zhan Huajie in the War for the First Tribulation in so many years, and the ones who fought with him were not ordinary people!"

"I thought I already knew him very well, but I didn't expect that I still didn't understand him enough." Xuanyuan Lingwei looked at the figure in the air and sighed softly.

On the other side of them, the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest were also talking about it.

"Brother, we may not be able to avenge this today."

"This person's strength is unfathomable. It would be great if I could save my life. Why not retreat and return to our purple bamboo forest. Don't get involved in this vortex of imperial power again in the future." A buzzing sound came from the soul-raising pot.

"Good!"

The seven sages of the bamboo forest communicated with each other quickly reached an agreement. Taking advantage of the opportunity of the four people fighting in chaos, the six of them each controlled a light of escape and quietly left the Cumulus Mountains.

This scene was seen by Xuanyuan Lingwei, and she did not come forward to stop it. Although one of the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest had been destroyed and the other six were seriously injured, if you really want to fight against each other, after all, there are only four of them on her side, and they may not be sure to win.

Moreover, in this situation, the life and death of the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest is no longer related to the overall situation. Whether or not they can defeat the Confucian God General is the key.

Once the Confucian God General is captured, it is equivalent to breaking the second prince's arm, and then waiting for the Flying Dragon General to arrive, then the great thing will be accomplished!

Xuanyuan Lingwei figured out this and turned a blind eye to the departure of the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest, but focused all her attention on the sky above the Cumulus Mountain.

Although with their strength, they could not intervene in such a level of battle, the four people in the air were evenly matched and equally matched.

If these four people continue to fight and never decide the outcome, then there will be the moment when their spiritual power is exhausted.

By then, those of you, such as the monks in Tongxuan Realm, will come in handy.

Xuanyuan Lingwei's thoughts were turning rapidly, but the four people in the air had no idea, or they had no intention of paying attention to her.

At this moment, the battle between the four people has reached a white-hot stage.

The four-colored spiritual lights of blue, red, black and blue split and merged in the air, the power of pure yang, the power of sword infants, the evil spirit of the demonic path, and the power of star dust into the river. Various magical powers emerged one after another, and the aftermath of the fighting technique rushed straight into the sky, and even some sects a hundred miles away noticed it.

Liang Yan broke through Zhu Youqing's red palm print with a sword, and his right eye suddenly turned gray and white. When he turned around, his dead aura appeared ten feet away, extinct all the inkstone soldiers who had attacked him.

After this series of fights, Liang Yan had a color hanging on his right shoulder, and was swept by Jingyuan's blade. Countless auras of unjust souls remained on the wound, constantly gnawing on his body.

Fortunately, he was strong in body and sealed the wound with sword energy in time, so that the injury did not spread throughout his body.

It was also not uncomfortable to look at the other three people.

Ling Chongxiao's face was stabbed by a water-dividing spike, leaving a narrow and long blood mark, which was visible to the bones, and it still kept bleeding.

Zhu Youqing's left leg was penetrated by the sword energy, and he was completely numb at this moment. If he hadn't used the power of pure yang to seal the meridians in time, he would have been invaded by the sword energy upwards into the heart meridians.

As for the old monk Jingyuan, this person has become a demon and has no moves. He slashes randomly with his brute force, and his moves are life-deserving ways.

So his injuries were the worst, Liang Yan, Ling Chongxiao, and Zhu Youqing, all of them left scars on him.

But Jingyuan was unaware of it, and still opened and closed, even aroused endless ferocity, and his murderous aura increased instead of decreasing!

The four of them fought for a while, from daytime to night, and the other three were fine, but Jingyuan's injuries were getting worse and worse. He was like a wounded bull, with a low and weird roar in his throat.

Suddenly, the old monk seemed to be crazy and rushed forward into the center of the battle. The nine-ring sword in his hand churned, as if it had condensed boundless evil spirits. He actually slashed at Liang Yan, Ling Chongxiao and Zhu Youqing at the same time.

"Has he gone crazy?"

This was an idea that arose in the minds of the three of them at the same time, but when they thought about it, they felt something was wrong. After all, this person had already lost his mind, but he was not so crazy before.

But now it is not the time to think so much. Before the blade reaches, the murderous aura has arrived. Everyone is shocked and use their magical powers to concentrate on resisting Jingyuan's desperate sword.

when!

A dull sound came, but Ling Chongxiao used the "Tiger Housing Soldier Inkstone" to block the blade. The nine golden rings on the blade were shaking continuously, and everyone felt a sense of depressedness, and they felt manic for no reason.

Not only that, as the golden ring vibrated, the three of them felt that the soul in their bodies began to turbulent, as if they were uncontrollable, and they were about to break through their bodies and fly towards the sword!

"What a weird long sword!"

Liang Yan was shocked. The Hunyuan Golden Pill was spinning rapidly, and all the spiritual power in his body was transformed. The Buddhist golden light flashed again and again, and finally stabilized the soul.

Looking at this time, the bloody blade had arrived in front of me, and did not dare to be negligent. I hurriedly pinched the sword technique, pressed the long sword with the green sword light, and flew back.

Jingyuan fought against three with one. Although this sword was extremely powerful, his original deity had a wide open door and had many flaws. He rushed among the three, and undoubtedly became the target of public criticism.

Fortunately, Liang Yan thought about the origin of Jingyuan and his master's sect, so he just blocked the long sword with his sword and did not make a counterattack.

But Ling Chongxiao and Zhu Youqing didn’t think so. Such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so they would not let these two go, and they would definitely kill them!

In an instant, the wind and fire golden wheel and the pure Yang Crane flew out at the same time and hit Jingyuan directly.

Rumble!

The power of wind and fire and the power of pure yang exploded at the same time. Jingyuan used old man with one move. At this time, there was no time to defend himself. He could only let the magic weapons of the two of them ravage his body. The dazzling light dyed the entire sky red and stinged the spiritual consciousness of everyone below.

With such powerful power, Xuanyuan Lingwei, Zheng Gongbu and others dared not look at it anymore, and they all bowed their heads.

However, just when everyone was secretly frightened, a roar suddenly came from mid-air, with a manic sound, penetrated the rays of light and clouds, and the entire cumulus clouds seemed to be trembling with this roar.

"What is that?"

Xuanyuan Lingwei was shocked and looked into the air. She saw the clouds dyed red by the power of pure yang and the golden wheel of wind and fire dissipate like a tide, revealing a tall man nine feet tall in the halo.
To be continued...