Cold Dark Sword Sect.

Five Colors Valley.

Above the entire valley, the void is turbulent, and the space cracks are like deer branches, cracking away in all directions.

brush brush...

The sword qi is vertical and horizontal in the sky, and the light is clear, like the tide floating under the moonlight, reflecting the sky.

The blood-colored saber qi reflected on the high sky, dyed the red and Thai half of the sky, like a surging sea of ​​blood.

clang!

The sword qi and the sword qi kept colliding, and the sound of gold and iron was as dense as thunder, incessantly in the ears, and a surging wave of terrifying air was instantly aroused, and the void immediately rippled in circles.

Above the sky, the blue sky trembled, and the white clouds disappeared little by little, as if they had never existed.

The valley below, I don’t know how many years of five-color miasma accumulated, was cut, dispersed, swallowed, and wiped out in an instant... The exposed earth, in a blink of an eye, has already added countless knife marks and sword marks. The originally flat terrain , in an instant there are countless staggered ravines.

The whole valley is riddled with holes and beyond recognition.

The golden iron sound came to an abrupt end!

The sword qi and the sword qi shattered at the same time, and the cold sword intent and the domineering sword intent filled the entire world in an instant.

After a test, He Fuqiong nodded slightly: "The foundation is good!"

After speaking, a cold light flashed between his brows, and a long sword with a faint purple light like a jade carving suddenly shot out from it, pointing directly at Pei Ling!

This sword was as fast as lightning, and when the purple light pierced the world, it had already swept past.

quick!

very fast!

Ordinary cultivators in the Dao stage may not be able to keep up with the speed of this sword!

Pei Ling stood in the air, holding the Jiu Po ​​Dao, and was about to use the law, but saw that the flying sword had already slashed to a distance of one foot between his eyebrows!

brush!

Before he could use the law, Pei Ling suddenly slashed with a knife.

clang! !

The flying sword and the long sword slammed into each other, and suddenly a low humming sound came out.

Pei Ling's right arm holding the knife sank slightly, but he successfully blocked the sword.

He Fuqiong's flying sword was too fast. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Pei Ling suddenly said loudly, "Everyone!"

This voice was like an inviolable will. After it fell, the rules on the entire battlefield changed immediately.

Above the sky, a re-engraved body of an ancestor sword with a handle appeared in an instant, and it was filled with thousands of thousands, like a school of migrating fish, densely packed, filling the void that you could see.

However, just after these ancestral sword replicas took shape, a faintly purple sword light swept past, and in just a moment, all ancestral sword replicas vanished into ashes!

The next moment, Jianguang dexterously turned in mid-air and slashed towards Pei Ling again.

Pei Ling's voice was grand and cold: "Reverse!"

The sound fell, and the rules between heaven and earth underwent a series of changes again.

However, Feijian's momentum has not diminished in the slightest, and its upload is as tough as a rock and sharp, the rules are changed, and Feijian will break the rules; if the laws are bound, Feijian will break the rules!

clang! !

The chill swept through, Feijian Jianfeng was once again blocked by the Jiu Po ​​Dao in Pei Ling's hand when it was only an inch away from Pei Ling's eyebrows.

The jade-like Feijian sword suddenly erupted with a strong sword intent like cutting gold and breaking jade, and Pei Ling suddenly felt the terrifying and terrifying power coming from the blade of the Jiu Po ​​Dao!

He Fuqiong wants to cut off his Jiu Po ​​Dao!

Pei Ling's aura exploded in an instant, and his aura suddenly rose from the beginning of entering the middle stage of Hedao to the peak of the middle stage of Hedao!

This is 【End Dao Qingxian】!

Blood, slaughter, mountains of corpses and seas of blood, invincible, domineering... A strong sword intent surged out of Pei Ling's body.

At the same time, above the Nine Soul Swords, the same sword intent rises.

Pei Ling could clearly feel that there was an unprecedented strong fighting spirit in the blade.

The aura of the long sword soared like a summer starry night, and immediately blocked the mighty force of the flying sword.

With the opposing swords and swords as the boundary, this world instantly turned into two worlds.

In one world, Cui Wei is domineering, and the sea of ​​blood is surging; in the other world, sword meaning is cold and cold, shining brightly.

During the stalemate, Pei Ling suddenly raised his head to look at He Fuqiong, and his voice was vague and flat: "Sleep!"

He Fuqiong's breath quickly fell silent, his eyelids drooped uncontrollably, but the next moment...

puff! !

Feijian shook the Jiu Po ​​Dao away instantly, and Zhan Zhan's sharp edge passed through Pei Ling's chest!

His chest was cold, and he was severely injured. Pei Ling's face turned pale, but under the action of [End Dao Qingxian], his aura suddenly soared again, directly breaking through the peak of the middle stage of the union, reaching the level of the late stage of the union!

Blood gurgled from the corners of his mouth, and quickly wet the front of his clothes. Pei Ling immediately clearly felt the abnormal self-blame emotion of the sword spirit from the Jiu Po ​​Dao.

He immediately used the sword intent to appease the sword spirit, but he was extremely doubtful in his heart.

He Fuqiong's cultivation aura is obviously not as good as Tie Xiong's after using the [Seven Killing Disaster Banner]!

And after he poured out the [End Dao Qingxian] just now, his cultivation reached the peak of the middle stage of the combination, and he was once again facing Tie Xiongzai who used the [Seven Killing Disaster Banner], and he also had the confidence to suppress the opponent head-on.

But now, He Fuqiong obviously looks weaker than Tie Xiongzhu at that time, but he can in turn inflict heavy damage on him!

With this in mind, Pei Ling's movements were not slow at all.

Before He Fuqiong could break free from his law, he immediately waved his knife, and in that instant, countless blood-colored sword qi burst out like a mountain torrent, surging, roaring and slashing towards He Fuqiong with a fierce and domineering trend!

Sword Qi Cui Wei is majestic, each one contains a powerful and unparalleled power, it seems to be able to cut through the sky, water, wind, and smooth all obstacles ahead!

He Fuqiong stood in the air with his eyes half-open and half-closed, without making any defense.

But after its flying sword pierced Pei Ling's chest, it instantly returned to the master's side.

Whoosh!

Without He Fuqiong's control, the flying sword pierced through the void, and it had already taken the initiative to face the thousands of sword qi that came.

The blood is mighty, Wang Yang is reckless, like the Tianhe rewinding, swallowing thousands of miles, annihilating everything wherever it goes, and the entire sky is dyed into an endless sea of ​​blood.

A little purple light is like a lonely star in the cold night, piercing the sky, even though the blood is overwhelming, it can't hide its brilliance.

The roar of the sword rose abruptly, resounding all over the world in an instant, the sword intent was majestic, filling the entire world, the sword qi was vast and endless, like a giant whale against the current, battling the wind and waves in the sea of ​​​​blood, tracing the source.

The flying sword is extremely fast, and it is instantly cut into thousands of swords!

clang clang clang clang...

In the midst of the purple meaning, the blood-colored sword qi shattered one after another, like a wave of blood powerless to fall, the jade-like long sword came and went like thunder, swift as electricity, majestic, invincible and unstoppable!

Pei Ling did not hesitate, dense dark red lines appeared all over his body in an instant.

After all the lines appeared, they immediately converged to the back, and thick darkness appeared. In the darkness, a slender and white arm stretched out.

In the blink of an eye, Mo Lilan stepped out, the darkness turned into a black shirt, and the shoulders of the graceful figure were put on.

The avatar just stood still, and before he had time to move the magic trick, a purple lightning swept across the void, already breaking through the entire sea of ​​blood, and heading straight for Pei Ling's body and avatar!