40,000 Years of Cultivation

"His hiss!"

Yan Liren’s sword light is like lightning, like a flood dragon, almost covering the entire sky, rushing to rush towards Fantianyin, but under the suppression of Fantianyin, twisted into twists, bunches torn, shattered, Annihilation!

Yan Liren step by step, like walking in a five-foot thick snow, his stature is short, and every step forward, most of his body will be deeply buried in the earth.

Under the suppression of the super-gravity, he not only bleeds from his seven orifices, but also oozes crystal clear blood beads from every pore. The original face like a big white steamed bun is pressed into a biscuits, and the appearance is extremely terrifying. people.

Qi Zhongdao is still unmoving, as if the whole world revolves around him, he will divide the radius and formulate the rules!

The comparison between the two sides caused many viewers who did not know the truth on the periphery to applaud and wave the flag for Qi Zhongdao.

However, Li Yao's pupils contracted suddenly, and he had been taking a lot of time. He was not moving. He suddenly fell backward, pedaling heavily on his heels, retreating like a frightened strange bird!

Almost as soon as he retired, Yan Liren's chest and abdomen suddenly swelled into a ball, and he let out a roar like a **** or devil. The fifty-sixty-meter-long black giant sword, somehow, broke free from the gravity field. The shackles of, smashed his head and brains, smashed the Chaofan Tianyin!

If it is smashed at this time, I am afraid that Fan Tianyin will not be split in half, but directly smashed!

Qi Zhongdao let out a cold snort, a faint ray of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and the orbital rotation speed around Fan Tianyin soared to the limit, a force field visible to the naked eye, glowing with black light waves, spread rapidly!

"boom!"

The black giant sword was directly crushed by Fan Tianyin!

Before everyone had time to applaud, the fragments of the black giant sword exploded further, completely turning into a black mist, sweeping in all directions, instantly covering a huge space of hundreds of meters in radius!

"not good!"

"It was Yan Liren who took the initiative to smash his own ancient secret sword, just to interfere with the power of Fan Tianyin!"

"Such an ancient spirit sword, he is willing to? He is willing to!"

The exclamation of everyone has not ceased, but in the black fog, an unprecedented powerful shock wave erupted, such as a hurricane passing by, like a huge wave, and like the sun falling heavily on the copper furnace peak!

Those Golden Cores and Nascent Souls, who were not as quick as Li Yao, were instantly swallowed by the shock wave, like a flat boat in the stormy sea, being lifted out fiercely!

The ten defensive prohibitions surrounding the sword test field exploded, distorted, and annihilated from the inside to the outside, leaving only a curl of green smoke!

Everyone's eyes were temporarily blinded by the strong light that was triggered by the fierce collision of the ancient treasures, even if they immediately closed their eyes, it didn't help.

And their ears were completely blocked by the loud noise of landslides, hundreds of loud noises overlapped, and the remnant sound curled up, hammering their eardrums repeatedly, causing them to have a splitting headache, chest tightness and breathlessness!

After more than a dozen breaths, all the cultivators who have been shocked to the periphery of the sword test field can gradually calm down, release their five senses, and scan the audience.

What was presented before their eyes was an incredible picture.

On the originally flat test field, with the center of the confrontation between the two great masters as the origin, circles of folds were piled up in all directions, as if the earth turned into waves, and the waves were frozen into a dozen meters high ice peak!

Qi Zhongdao and Yan Liren each stand on a lonely mountain, with their backs to their backs, their faces expressionless, and their eyes deep.

Some careful monks discovered that their two positions had just changed from the moment before.

Fan Tianyin was still slowly rotating on the top of Qizhongdao's head, but no longer emitted the colorful mysterious light. The surface of the silver ball, which was originally perfect and extremely accurate, had a shallow scratch!

Although very thin, very short, and very shallow, it is like a scar on the face of a beautiful woman, which makes it hard not to pay attention.

On top of Yan Liren's head, in addition to the black giant sword, the two ancient spirit swords were also one on the left and the other on the right, floating in the air, and the sword light was also trembling, like two severely wounded giant snakes.

"This battle..."

All the cultivators were horrified and inexplicable, looking at the appearance of these two people, they still don't know who wins and who loses!

"Look!"

Suddenly, a cultivator exclaimed to the sky.

Everyone looked in the direction of his fingers, only to see that the colorful clouds above Yanliren's head were compressed into a ball of balls, as if they could not support their own weight, and they were about to fall from the sky!

"Crack! Click!"

Before everyone was surprised, behind Qi Zhongdao, a few towering rocks on the edge of Tonglu Peak also made loud noises, and they even slid down obliquely, revealing a smooth, mirror-like section, which was obviously swept away. Thousand meters of sword energy cut off!

"boom!"

A huge rock weighing tens of thousands of tons fell on the edge of the Tonglu Peak, and the mountain shook suddenly, as if the entire Tonglu Peak could not stand the torture of the two masters, it was about to collapse!

Hundreds of people from the Purple Pole Sword Sect rushed away, and there was also the Yuan Ying sword repair of the Purple Pole Sword Sect. They were busy strengthening the surrounding array to avoid the unbearable scene of the collapse of the entire mountain.

"puff!"

Another senior Yuan Ying who was just standing in the first circle watching the battle, with white beard and hair, vomited black blood, staggered back three steps, and sat on the ground with his face like ashes, panting!

"No, the elder Qing Leizi who Minglei Road was affected by the power of Jian Qi and Fantian Seal, and was seriously injured, so please help!",

Qing Leizi was a respected senior in the cultivation world. He didn't expect that he just stood a little closer, escaped a little bit slower, and was affected and injured like this.

Suddenly, there was another commotion.

Everyone was amazed, this battle was really wonderful, and it was enough to compare with the shocking battle between the two powers of gods and gods from both sides a hundred years ago!

But, who will win and who will lose?

The tense air is like a frozen glacier, as if you can hear the cracking sound of ice cubes, no matter the Taixuan Dao side or the Purple Pole Sword Sect camp, all the monks held their breath and stared at Gu Feng. Above, the two masters are frozen like statues.

"call……"

Li Yao sighed and shook his clothes, which was thoroughly smashed by sweat. This trip to the ancient repair world was really worthwhile. Just watching the duel between two peerless masters up close was worth the ticket. Price!

"Appreciating such a hearty battle is very good for my own fighting practice. I can faintly feel that I will be able to break through in the near future!"

"It's a pity, I can't stop the battle between these two ancient Xiu elites, no matter which one of them is, I really shouldn't die in this situation!"

"Qi Zhongdao, really worthy of being the leader of the great cultivators, it's just that..."

Li Yao sighed, his eyes swept over a few pill-forming monks in Taixuan Dao robes beside him, waved their hands at them, and said with regret, "Go and conquer you Zhengyi, he has... Fallen!"

"what!"

When the audience was silent and waiting for the final result to come out, Li Yao's whisper was tantamount to a thunderbolt in the sky!

"Zhengyi Zhenren is defeated? Dead? How is it possible, how is it possible!"

"How did he know, how did he see it?"

"This guy is rude, and dare to confuse the crowd here!"

"Don't say that, this master Lingjiu has some doorways. Just now, he has been standing in the inner circle watching the battle, and he dared to walk around in the shadow of the sword, light and sword without even opening the psychic shield, but he was unscathed!"

"Furthermore, before Zhenyi Zhenren and Jianzhi used the strongest killer move, he was the first to react, the first to retreat!"

"Before the two sides fought, he predicted that Zhengyizheng would lose, and now he is so sure, maybe he has amazing accomplishments, he is not just talking about it!"

"This, this, this—"

Everyone stared at Li Yao in shock and anger.

Especially those from Taixuan Dao sect, with horrified eyes, glanced back and forth between Qi Zhongdao and Li Yao.

Even Xie Xinghuo, who initially provoked Li Yao and said that he was going to "try the sword" with him, and "Uncle Liao" were so scared that they shrank their heads and went straight into the crowd for fear of being seen by Li Yao!

In the eyes of everyone, Li Yao, who can predict the victory or defeat of the two great masters before the fight, has become more and more unpredictable, and even a little secretive!

At this moment, above the Lonely Peak, there was finally a change.

"Cough cough, cough cough cough cough cough!"

Qi Zhongdao suddenly shook his figure, vomiting blood, he couldn't stop it no matter how, he was about to fall off the lonely mountain!

"what!"

Sure enough, many monks were caught by the "Master Lingjiu", and they did not know how to react!

Hearing two more "kaka" sounds, on another lonely mountain, the two ancient secret swords that hovered above Yanliren's head suddenly burst out hundreds of criss-cross cracks, and the surrounding area was covered with dense cracks and damaged. The ground is not good!

Two secret swords fell feebly from mid-air, one plunged into the ground diagonally, the other was drooping on the ground more like a dead fish, where there was still a little glorious ancient spirit treasure, it was almost two burning sticks. !

"puff--"

Yan Liren also spouted out a mouthful of blood, rolled down from the lonely mountain like a meat dumpling, rolled into the cracked folds of the earth, and disappeared from people's sight.

Everyone was dumbfounded, stood on tiptoes and waited for a long time, but they waited until a muffled voice came from the folds: "Yan... is defeated!"

"...Concession!"

Qi Zhongdao vomited blood for a long time and swayed for a long time, but he couldn't die to death, still with the black bitter gourd face, and Yan Li in the cracks in the ground arched his hands and said dryly.

The sleeves of his robe were swept away, and the Fantian seal in mid-air was taken back into the bag. The head of the Dagan monk glanced in Li Yao's direction intentionally or unintentionally, his eyes were extremely complicated, and he silently bowed to the direction of the Ziji Sword Sect's battle banner. , Stepped in the air, followed the non-existent ladder, and returned to the side of Taixuan Dao.

"Won!"

All the high-ranking monks standing on the side of Taixuan Dao, their minds that had just fallen to the bottom of the valley, instantly rushed into the air, bursting out bright fireworks, and they were almost crying for joy!

"Sword Madness is really not Zhengyi Zhenren's opponent!"

"Three of the ancient secret swords that have been hard-worked for decades, encountered the Fantian seal of Zhengyi real person, one burst completely, and two were seriously damaged!"

"This battle, winning simply and neatly, is full of energy!"

"Tai Xuan Dao is worthy of being the number one strong sect in the world, and Zhengyi Zhenren is worthy of being the number one monk in the world!"

"What the ridiculous guy said--"

"Whhhhhhhhh!"

Suddenly, countless sharp eyes pierced Li Yao severely!