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"Michihara!!!"

Chen Mobai chopped off the head of the Foundation Establishment cultivator who was shaking the top of the mountain with his sword, and heard a mournful cry not far away.

He looked up, and saw a bearded Foundation Establishment cultivator in a yellow robe, who was not tall but strong, with an expression of disbelief.

The moment the two looked at each other, Chen Mobai clearly saw the endless anger and traces of remorse in the latter's eyes.

"Could it be his son that I killed?"

This thought flashed across Chen Mobai's mind, and he raised his hand and used the flying sword to put away the storage bag at the waist of the headless corpse opposite.

At the same time, the bearded monk waved his palms, and the power of his palms pierced through the air like a stormy sea, one after another. , and parted a hand, blasting a palm in Chen Mobai's direction.

After Chen Mobai put it in the storage bag, he raised his right hand.

A streak of cyan light spots flew out from the armguard, forming a shimmering fish scale defense in front of him.

boom!

But something unexpected happened.

This palm strength seems to have only one level, but in fact it contains seven levels of spiritual power. The moment it touched, it shattered the fish scale defense in front of Chen Mobai.

Fortunately, Chen Mobai's spiritual consciousness is strong, and he also has a back hand. Three defensive talismans flew out in the blink of an eye, although they only blocked three breaths.

But he was able to take advantage of this time to fully unleash the power of the green scale armguard.

The remaining 320 scales flew out, and under the control of his divine sense, they formed five layers of protection again.

boom! boom! boom!

Three consecutive fish scale defenses exploded under the surging palm strength, and even many scales were shattered, even if they were retracted, they could no longer be used.

But at least the opponent's move was blocked.

It turned out to be a monk in the late stage of Foundation Establishment.

Through this fight, Chen Mobai already knew the realm of the bearded man's cultivation. He frowned and looked at the armguard that was missing a small piece of green scale on the edge of his right hand.

I thought this thing should be able to fix it.

For this defensive magic weapon, he still likes it.

Chen Mobai looked at the situation over there again. Lian Chenghai and the other four major foundation builders of Lei Kingdom also set up a small magic circle, gathering the strength of four people to block the bearded monk shaking the top of the mountain.

If it wasn't for Yue Zutao's life-and-death moment, Chen Mobai would definitely have drawn his sword, and Lian Chenghai and the others would have dealt with this bearded monk who obviously hated him first.

[Forget it, let you live for a while. 】

Chen Mobai was thinking like this in his heart, and he didn't have time to pay attention to the damage of his Qinglin armguard.

He sent another Shenmu sword to slash at Gong Wanshan, who was concentrating on launching the third-order talisman, in order to encircle Wei and save Zhao.

But the immortal cultivators on the Tianhe Realm have first-class and rich fighting experience.

Facing his attack, Gong Wanshan flung out a gleaming veil from his cuff.

In an instant, the silver light lit up like a waterfall blocking the Shenmu sword.

However, Chen Mobai's Shenmu sword was originally used for feint attack.

He pulled out the golden jade ax from his storage bag, and under the surge of spiritual power in his body, this second-tier top magic weapon gleamed sharply, and slashed at Zheng Wuli, who was concentrating on controlling the flying sword.

When the Foundation Establishment cultivator was fighting, his consciousness came out of his body all over his body, and when the golden jade ax fell behind his back, Zheng Wuwu noticed it.

Zheng Wuji could only take out a black shield from the storage bag.

But with his distraction, Yue Zutao, who had no chance to breathe, had a chance.

In addition to the third-order spiritual leaf talisman, he also waved the blue flag to condense the water flow into a turtle to block in front of him, and then the Qingyang spiritual tree shone brightly, and pieces of emerald green leaves flew down, The spirit leaf technique was activated again.

The triple defense has just been completed, and Gong Wanshan's Xuanyou Breaking Talisman has been activated!

The dark and deep brilliance burst out of the talisman in his palm like a poisonous dragon, and collided with the outermost spiritual leaf talisman in an instant, causing a shocking noise.

Several qi cultivators who couldn't avoid it were affected, and their faces turned pale immediately, as if their souls were annihilated, and they collapsed to the ground without a sound.

Seeing this scene, Yue Zutao's complexion changed slightly. At this time, what he was most worried about happened.

This spiritual leaf talisman couldn't resist the dark light like a poisonous dragon, and the phantom of the verdant leaves began to dim slowly, and finally dissipated.

Gong Wanshan's talisman seems to be a little different.

But at this time, Yue Zutao could only wave his Xuangui Banner, maximize the power of this second-tier middle-grade defensive magic weapon, and meet the dark light that was already close at hand.

At the same time, the branches on the Qingyang Spiritual Tree were cut off, and under the control of Yue Zutao's spiritual consciousness, they turned into wooden arrows, carrying the lingering aura of Tianmu, like ten thousand arrows fired at the same time. Gong Wanshan fired away.

In the surging sound.

The turtle shadow of the flowing water transformed by the Xuangui Banner was not able to support it, and it collapsed into water droplets all over the sky, and a gap was also cracked in the middle of the flag.

Fortunately, after breaking through the third-order Spirit Leaf Talisman and the Xuangui Banner one after another, the dark light only had less than 10-20% of its power left.

Yue Zutao was not stingy with his own Qingyang Spiritual Tree, he turned almost all the leaves of this tree species into the spirit leaf technique, and finally, with only a dozen leaves left, he transformed Gong Wanshan's Dao All the power of the talisman was wiped out.

And the round of wooden arrows he shot did not pose a threat to Gong Wanshan, and was easily blocked by the latter with silver gauze.

The eyes of the two met, and they used their spiritual power again, and it was time to fight again.

A scream sounded.

Chen Mobai retracted the Feique hairpin with a little surprise. On the opposite side of him, Zheng Wuli had only cut off an arm and saved his head.

Just now he split the opponent's black shield with the golden jade axe, and launched the sword light again.

Originally, he wanted to catch Zheng Wuli by surprise, so he didn't use the Qingyang fire, but he didn't expect that the opponent had a life-saving magic weapon, and suddenly flew out automatically, deflecting his own sword light, and escaped the catastrophe.

"This kid from the Shenmu sect has practiced Jianguang, and I am no match."

Zheng Wusi dragged his severed arm, flew to Gong Wanshan's side, and said with a terrified expression.

He is also a sword cultivator. If it weren't for the life-and-death moment just now, he would not believe it. The monk in front of him, who was only in the early stage of foundation establishment, had practiced the "sword sword" that even sword cultivators in the later stage of foundation establishment might not be able to practice. "Rainbow splitting light" realm!

"This is impossible!"

After Gong Wanshan heard this, he instinctively didn't believe it, but at this moment he saw the mountain-shaking cultivator whose head had been beheaded by Chen Mobai not far away.

If I remember correctly, the dead Foundation Establishment cultivator was Ji Daoyuan.

He is the youngest foundation-building cultivator on the top of the mountain. He is known as the genius of the Ji family after Ji Zhenshi in the past three hundred years. The physical body is strong, and the copper skin and iron bones are comparable to a top-level defensive magic weapon.

Ji Daoyuan once fought swords with Jin Guangya's Nine Great Masters.

Naturally, the swordsmanship was lost, but Jin Guangya's nine true flying swords were all chipped, and none of them could hurt him a single bit.

This battle made Ji Daoyuan famous, and after he established his foundation, relying on the resources of the sect and family, he even practiced the second level of the "Jiuren Dharma Physique", and his physical strength is already comparable to the second-level defensive magic weapon .

In this battle between the two sects, Ji Daoyuan happened to be out of the customs, thinking that it was the time when he became famous all over the world, when he heard the sect's call, he immediately ran over.

Ji Dingjin knew the cultivation of this junior, and thought that even if he met a monk of the Shenmu Sect in the late foundation establishment period, Ji Daoyuan could still save his life by relying on the second level of "Nine Ren Method Body".

After all, the elixir is good at defense and death grinding. For their physical training to shake the top of the mountain, at most it is a beating.

Ji Dingjin thought that as long as he exchanged his son as a hub, Ji Daoyuan's life would not be in danger on the battlefield of Rolling Thunder Mountain.

Ji Daoyuan thought so too.

When he set foot on Rolling Thunder Mountain, he was even cautious. After all, it was his first battle since foundation establishment, so he chose a monk from the Shenmu sect who seemed to have just established foundation for a few years.

I don't know, I just won the lottery.

Stepped on a peerless swordsman genius.

With the cultivation base in the early stage of foundation establishment, he has reached the state of Jianhong splitting light.

Under the light of the sword, Ji Daoyuan's powerful physique was as hard as kraft paper, but he was still chopped off by Chen Mobai.

Gong Wanshan's expression of disbelief at first fell silent after seeing Ji Daoyuan's headless body.

Then there was a burst of ecstasy and fear in his heart.

The good news is that after Ji Daoyuan's death, there will be no reconciliation between Shenmuzong and Shaking Peak in a short time.

The fear is that, as the seed that provoked the two wars, he might be angered by the upper echelon that shook the mountain.

But at this time, it was useless to think about anything.

Because Chen Mobai on the opposite side had already controlled the flying sword, and slashed at Gong Wanshan in mid-air!

This sword is the purple fire sword energy!

Gong Wanshan immediately threw out a defensive talisman, but the talisman had just turned into a silver mask and faced the sword light, and it shattered like ceramics hitting the ground.

What a terrifying sword light!

After witnessing such a terrifying lethality with his own eyes, Gong Wanshan's expression changed drastically.

No wonder Ji Daoyuan's Nine-Ren Dharma Physique couldn't stop it.

He immediately sent his defensive magic weapon silver gauze, and a waterfall of silver light fell from the sky, blocking the only way for the purple fire sword light to pass. At the same time, Gong Wanshan also posted two Dao talisman, the two separated and ran away.

"Ji Daoyuan was killed by people from the Shenmu Sect!"

While running, Gong Wanshan shouted loudly, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

"This old thing has a bad mind."

Yue Zutao couldn't help spitting, and cursed at Gong Wanshan's back.

"Who is Ji Daoyuan?"

While Chen Mobai was speaking, he shot out the flying sparrow hairpin with a flick of his fingers, like a stream of light, and like a galaxy crossing the dark void, it was extremely bright and gorgeous.

Not far in front of him, Zheng Wusi, who had just run two steps, looked down at his pierced heart, opened his mouth to say something, but a burst of purple-blue flames started to ignite from his body, and he was caught in an instant. Qingyang Fire Seed turned into ashes.

Of course, Zheng Wuli's storage bag was brought into Chen Mobai's hands by Fei Jian before it was burned.

Collecting spoils is a tradition in Tianhe Realm.

It is precisely because of this that the monks here are very active in fighting skills.

"Shaking the top's previous generation's true chief, is known as the second Ji Zhenshi, with a strong physique."

Yue Zutao looked at the head that was beheaded by Chen Mobai not far away. He had seen Ji Daoyuan's portrait, and it was indeed very similar.

But after confirming it, his tone still trembled a little.

"It's no wonder that after I cut off his head, Qingyang Fire Seed couldn't burn his body to ashes. It turned out to be an individual cultivation."

After hearing Ji Daoyuan's name, Chen Mobai's expression suddenly changed.

He clearly knew that the fighting skills of the monks in the Tianhe Realm could see life and death in an instant, so he didn't think about holding back.

Facing Ji Daoyuan who took the initiative to attack him, Feiquezan and Qingyanghuo directly raised Zihuo Jianguang to the peak under his normal state almost instantly.

Ordinary foundation cultivators, such as Zheng Wuli, who is also a sword cultivator, have already been reduced to ashes by Chen Mobai's sword light.

Although Ji Daoyuan was beheaded by him, he kept his body intact.

Originally, Chen Mobai was still wondering if he had overestimated his own strength, but now he was relieved after hearing Yue Zutao's words and seeing Zheng Wuli's ashes all over the sky.

I am still good, but the first opponent has something, and his physical strength is just enough to resist the temperature of Qingyang's fire.

"Junior Brother Chen, this Ji Daoyuan is as famous as Junior Brother Honghe, and Huang Fugan of Liujia Mountain, Bai Si of Chuuxue Palace, and Ban Zhaodan of Jinguangya are known as the five-color fairy species of the next generation of Donghuang."

Seeing that Chen Mobai didn't understand Ji Daoyuan's weight, Yue Zutao used a vivid comparison.

"Five-color fairy?"

Chen Mobai had never heard of this term, but he understood what Yue Zutao meant.

In other words, the guy who was hacked by himself is equivalent to Senior Brother Honghe of the Shenmu Sect.

If Honghe was killed by those who shook the mountaintop, the Shenmu Sect would definitely not let it go.

In short, the guy who killed him has a lot of status, and there must be a lot of good things in the storage bag.

Seeing Chen Mobai's still calm expression, Yue Zutao couldn't help admiring this junior's skill in nourishing qi, but he didn't know that the latter was already thinking about opening the storage bag after the war was over.

And at this moment, an extremely powerful spiritual pressure rushed towards the two of them.

Chen Mobai's eyes immediately turned serious, and he raised his head to look at the bearded monk who was stepping forward step by step in the mid-air not far away, his palms stained with blood.

"No, it's Mu Hanxiong. He is one of the nine peak masters who shake the top of the mountain. We are no match for the physical training in the late stage of foundation establishment."

As soon as Yue Zutao saw the person, his complexion changed drastically.

The way of physical training is difficult and consumes a lot of spiritual stone resources, but once it is successful, it will be a headache for all monks.

Unless it is a high-level sword cultivator who has practiced sword rainbow splitting light, he can break through the defense...

Hey, Jian Guang!

Thinking of this, Yue Zutao suddenly remembered the words Gong Wanshan yelled just now.

He hadn't reacted before because he had just escaped from life and death.

At this time, he came back to his senses!

He suddenly turned his head to look at Chen Mobai who was surrounded by two flying swords with a calm expression.

"Senior Brother Yue, I must concentrate on fighting this person, and I may not be able to take care of you in the future."

While speaking, the red cloud above Chen Mobai's wrist spread out and turned into a cloud of mist, supporting his body and flying towards the sky.

Yue Zutao swallowed when he heard this.

He was already thinking about how to run away.

This Junior Brother Chen must be too brave.

Probably it is this kind of state of mind that would rather bend than bend, that it is possible to practice Jianhong Split Light in such a state.