Zheng!

The body of the Black Lotus Sword trembled slightly and emitted a crisp sword cry. The sword energy and sword intent surged out crazily, stabbing the blood dragon with holes in it in an instant.

However, the next moment, the holes in the blood dragon's body slowly healed, and finally returned to their original state.

The sword and the dragon were entangled together. Although the bloody dragon bit the blade of the black lotus sword, it was constantly being killed and reborn. The two fought in mid-air for more than ten rounds.

, there is no difference between victory and defeat!

"What a beast!"

Liang Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, activated the sword technique in his left hand again, and a purple sword light shot out, heading straight for the main body of Tiemushan.

Tiemu Shan was not afraid in the face of danger. He patted the storage bag on his waist with one hand. The ancient bronze bell flew out and became bigger and bigger in mid-air. It was like a large upside-down bowl and the Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword was pulled out of mid-air.

Down.

At this moment, a scarlet afterimage passed behind him. Tiemu Shan's face was slightly frightened. Almost without thinking, he repeated his old trick and once again used the black mist magical power that he had used to avoid Liang Yan before.

The scarlet flying sword broke through the black mist and cut through the place where he was, but Ironwood Mountain had already left the place at this moment and appeared hundreds of feet away.

The person who launched the sneak attack was none other than Meng Qibai.

At this moment, he had secretly adjusted his breathing and barely suppressed the injuries in his body, but when he looked at Tiemushan, there was overwhelming anger in his eyes.

Without saying any unnecessary nonsense, Meng Qibai waved his hand, and another scarlet sword shot out, heading towards where Ironwood Mountain was.

"Envoy Liang, this person has a deep scheming and is the strongest. Let's work together to capture this person first. Meng promised to leave the Flying Star Alliance and never be enemies with you again!" Meng Qibai said loudly.

Liang Yan smiled noncommittally. Without stopping the sword technique in his hand, he slashed open the ancient bronze bell with the Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword and stabbed towards Ironwood Mountain from bottom to top.

"Such a strong sword intent! Is this person really just a monk in the Juyuan Realm?"

Faced with the two men's joint attack, Tiemushan's expression also changed slightly. He made quick gestures with his left hand, and shot out a long scarlet sword from the huge mouth in the palm of his right hand.

Tiemushan and Meng Qibai have exactly the same magical powers. They both have swords in their palms, and their blood is condensed into swords.

Therefore, there are countless bloody swords fighting with each other in mid-air, like a group of demons dancing wildly, but there is also a purple sword in the middle, swimming in the long river of blood swords.

Although Ironwood Mountain's magical power was strong, it gradually felt powerless under the joint attack of Liang Yan and Meng Qibai. The blood-colored dragon that had been suppressing the Black Lotus Sword had now been forcibly broken free by it.

The Black Lotus Sword regained its freedom, drew a semicircle in mid-air, went around behind Ironwood Mountain, and struck him with another sword strike.
Chapter completed!