Han An Sword Sect.
Five Color Valley.
Above the entire valley, the void was turbulent, and the cracks in the space were like deer branches, heading towards all directions.
Brush brush...
The sword energy lies across the sky, with clear light, like the floating tide under the moonlit night, shining in the sky.
The blood-colored sword energy shines on the sky, dyeing the sky red for half the sky, like a sea of blood surging, moving forward without any obstacles, whistling towards it.
clang!
The sword energy and the sword energy continued to collide, and the sound of gold and iron was dense like thunder, endlessly causing a surging wave of terrifying air, 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 has accumulated for many years, and it has been cut, dispersed, swallowed, and wiped out in an instant... The exposed earth has added countless knife marks and sword marks in a blink of an eye. The originally flat terrain instantly has countless interlaced gullies.
The entire valley is full of holes and is beyond recognition.
The sound of gold and iron came to an abrupt end!
The sword energy and the sword energy were broken at the same time, and the cold sword intent and domineering sword intent instantly filled the entire world.
After a test, He Fuqiong nodded slightly: Good foundation!
After speaking, a cold light flashed between his eyebrows, and a long sword that was carved from jade and faintly lit up suddenly shot out from it, pointing directly at Pei Ling!
This sword was as fast as lightning, and when purple light shone through the sky, it had already passed by.
quick!
Very fast!
The ordinary cultivator of the Hedao stage may not be able to keep up with the speed of this sword!
Pei Ling stood in the air, holding the Nine Soul Sword in his hand, and was about to use the law, but he saw that the flying sword had already cut to a distance not far from his forehead!
brush!
Before she could use the rules, Pei Ling suddenly swung his sword and slashed.
clang!!!
The flying sword and the long sword suddenly fought, and a low buzzing sound suddenly made.
Pei Ling's right arm holding the knife sank slightly, but he also successfully blocked the sword.
He Fuqiong's flying sword was too fast. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Pei Ling immediately said loudly: Everyone!
This voice is like a will that cannot be violated. After it falls, the rules on the entire battlefield will change immediately.
Above the sky, the replicas of the ancestral swords appeared in an instant, filling the crowds of thousands of fish, densely packed with voids that could be seen in your eyes.
However, as soon as these ancestral sword replicas were formed, a faint purple sword light swept by. In just a moment, all the ancestral sword replicas were wiped out!
The next moment, the sword light turned nimblely in the air and slashed towards Pei Ling again.
Pei Ling's voice is magnificent and cold: Rebellious!
As the sound fell, the rules between heaven and earth changed a series of changes again.
However, the momentum of the flying sword does not diminish at all. Its will and sharp will be as tough as a rock is transmitted. If the rules change, the flying sword will break the rules; if the laws are bound, the flying sword will break the rules!
clang!!!
The coldness swept across the river, and when the flying sword was only one inch away from Pei Ling's eyebrows, it was blocked by the Nine Soul Knife in Pei Ling's hand again.
The flying sword body, which was like jade, suddenly burst out with a strong sword intent like broken gold and jade. Pei Ling suddenly felt a terrifying and powerful force coming from the Jiupo Sword!
He Fuqiong wanted to cut off his Nine-Soul Sword!
Pei Ling's aura burst out instantly, and his aura suddenly increased from the beginning of entering the middle stage of Hedao to the peak of the middle stage of Hedao!
This is the last path of immortality!
Blood, slaughter, bloody corpses, invincible, domineering... The strong sword intent surged out of Pei Ling's body.
At the same time, an extraordinary sword intent also rose above the Nine Soul Sword.
Pei Ling could clearly feel that an unprecedented strong fighting spirit came from the sword spirit in the sword.
The aura of the long sword, like a starry night in summer, surged, and immediately steadily blocked the huge power of the flying sword.
With the opposite sword as the boundary, this world suddenly turned into two realms.
One world's sword intent is Cui Wei domineering, and the sea of blood is surging; the other world's sword intent is cold and shining, and it shines brightly.
At the stalemate, Pei Ling suddenly looked up at He Fuqiong, his voice ethereal and plain: Sleep!
He Fuqiong's breath quickly fell silent, and his eyelids hang down uncontrollably, but the next moment...
puff!!!
The flying sword instantly shook the Nine Soul Sword, and the sharp blade passed through Pei Ling’s chest!
Her chest chills and has been severely injured. Pei Ling's face turned pale, but under the influence of the Immortal of the Last Dao, his aura suddenly surged again, directly breaking through the peak of the middle stage of Hedao, reaching the late stage of Hedao!
Blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth, quickly wetting his clothes. Pei Ling immediately clearly felt the extremely blameless feeling of the sword spirit coming from the Nine Soul Sword.
He immediately comforted the sword spirit with the intention of the sword, but he was extremely confused.
He Fuqiong's cultivation aura is obviously not as good as using the Iron Horse behind the Qiks and Misfortune Flag!
After he just came out of the Immortal of the Last Dao, his cultivation reached the peak of the middle stage of Hedao. He was once again facing Tiexiong, who used the Seven Killings Misfortune Flag, and he was also sure to suppress the other party head-on.
But now, He Fuqiong clearly looks weaker than Tiexiong at that time, but he can in turn hurt him hard!
Thinking of this in mind, Pei Ling's hand movements were not slow at all.
While He Fuqiong had not yet broken free from his laws, he immediately swung his sword. In an instant, countless blood-colored sword auras seemed to burst out like a mountain torrent, surging, and with the sharp and domineering momentum, he roared at He Fuqiong!
The sword energy is majestic, and each path contains unparalleled power, which seems to be able to cut off the light of the sky and the wind, and smooth out all obstacles ahead!
He Fuqiong stood in the air, his eyes half open and half closed, without making any defense.
But after his flying sword pierced Pei Ling's chest, he instantly returned to his master's side.
Whoosh!
Without He Fuqiong's control, the flying sword cut through the void and took the initiative to face the thousands of sword auras that were slashing.
The blood is vast and vast, like a river of heaven rolling back, swallowing thousands of miles of energy, wherever it goes, everything is destroyed, 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, cutting through the sky. Even though the blood is overwhelming, it can never hide its brilliance.
The sword roar suddenly rose and instantly resounded through the world and wilderness. The sword intent was radiant and filled the entire world. The sword energy was vast and endless, like a giant whale against the current, fighting against the wind and waves in the sea of blood, tracing the source.
The flying sword was extremely fast and instantly slashed into thousands of sword auras!
Dangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdang...
When the purple meaning was great, the blood-colored sword energy broke one after another, like blood waves falling weakly. The jade-like sword came and went like thunder, as fast as lightning, majestic, invincible and unstoppable!
Pei Ling did not hesitate, and dense dark red patterns appeared all over his body.
After all the lines appear, they immediately gather toward the back, and sticky and dark appear. In the darkness, they stretch out their slender white arms.
In a blink of an eye, Mo Lilan took a step forward, and the darkness turned into a mysterious shirt, put on her shoulders with graceful figure, and her robe sleeves became more delicate and beautiful.
The incarnation had just stood firm, and before he could even pinch the magic trick, a purple lightning swept across the void, breaking through the entire sea of blood, and heading straight for Pei Ling's body and incarnation!
Five Color Valley.
Above the entire valley, the void was turbulent, and the cracks in the space were like deer branches, heading towards all directions.
Brush brush...
The sword energy lies across the sky, with clear light, like the floating tide under the moonlit night, shining in the sky.
The blood-colored sword energy shines on the sky, dyeing the sky red for half the sky, like a sea of blood surging, moving forward without any obstacles, whistling towards it.
clang!
The sword energy and the sword energy continued to collide, and the sound of gold and iron was dense like thunder, endlessly causing a surging wave of terrifying air, 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 has accumulated for many years, and it has been cut, dispersed, swallowed, and wiped out in an instant... The exposed earth has added countless knife marks and sword marks in a blink of an eye. The originally flat terrain instantly has countless interlaced gullies.
The entire valley is full of holes and is beyond recognition.
The sound of gold and iron came to an abrupt end!
The sword energy and the sword energy were broken at the same time, and the cold sword intent and domineering sword intent instantly filled the entire world.
After a test, He Fuqiong nodded slightly: Good foundation!
After speaking, a cold light flashed between his eyebrows, and a long sword that was carved from jade and faintly lit up suddenly shot out from it, pointing directly at Pei Ling!
This sword was as fast as lightning, and when purple light shone through the sky, it had already passed by.
quick!
Very fast!
The ordinary cultivator of the Hedao stage may not be able to keep up with the speed of this sword!
Pei Ling stood in the air, holding the Nine Soul Sword in his hand, and was about to use the law, but he saw that the flying sword had already cut to a distance not far from his forehead!
brush!
Before she could use the rules, Pei Ling suddenly swung his sword and slashed.
clang!!!
The flying sword and the long sword suddenly fought, and a low buzzing sound suddenly made.
Pei Ling's right arm holding the knife sank slightly, but he also successfully blocked the sword.
He Fuqiong's flying sword was too fast. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Pei Ling immediately said loudly: Everyone!
This voice is like a will that cannot be violated. After it falls, the rules on the entire battlefield will change immediately.
Above the sky, the replicas of the ancestral swords appeared in an instant, filling the crowds of thousands of fish, densely packed with voids that could be seen in your eyes.
However, as soon as these ancestral sword replicas were formed, a faint purple sword light swept by. In just a moment, all the ancestral sword replicas were wiped out!
The next moment, the sword light turned nimblely in the air and slashed towards Pei Ling again.
Pei Ling's voice is magnificent and cold: Rebellious!
As the sound fell, the rules between heaven and earth changed a series of changes again.
However, the momentum of the flying sword does not diminish at all. Its will and sharp will be as tough as a rock is transmitted. If the rules change, the flying sword will break the rules; if the laws are bound, the flying sword will break the rules!
clang!!!
The coldness swept across the river, and when the flying sword was only one inch away from Pei Ling's eyebrows, it was blocked by the Nine Soul Knife in Pei Ling's hand again.
The flying sword body, which was like jade, suddenly burst out with a strong sword intent like broken gold and jade. Pei Ling suddenly felt a terrifying and powerful force coming from the Jiupo Sword!
He Fuqiong wanted to cut off his Nine-Soul Sword!
Pei Ling's aura burst out instantly, and his aura suddenly increased from the beginning of entering the middle stage of Hedao to the peak of the middle stage of Hedao!
This is the last path of immortality!
Blood, slaughter, bloody corpses, invincible, domineering... The strong sword intent surged out of Pei Ling's body.
At the same time, an extraordinary sword intent also rose above the Nine Soul Sword.
Pei Ling could clearly feel that an unprecedented strong fighting spirit came from the sword spirit in the sword.
The aura of the long sword, like a starry night in summer, surged, and immediately steadily blocked the huge power of the flying sword.
With the opposite sword as the boundary, this world suddenly turned into two realms.
One world's sword intent is Cui Wei domineering, and the sea of blood is surging; the other world's sword intent is cold and shining, and it shines brightly.
At the stalemate, Pei Ling suddenly looked up at He Fuqiong, his voice ethereal and plain: Sleep!
He Fuqiong's breath quickly fell silent, and his eyelids hang down uncontrollably, but the next moment...
puff!!!
The flying sword instantly shook the Nine Soul Sword, and the sharp blade passed through Pei Ling’s chest!
Her chest chills and has been severely injured. Pei Ling's face turned pale, but under the influence of the Immortal of the Last Dao, his aura suddenly surged again, directly breaking through the peak of the middle stage of Hedao, reaching the late stage of Hedao!
Blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth, quickly wetting his clothes. Pei Ling immediately clearly felt the extremely blameless feeling of the sword spirit coming from the Nine Soul Sword.
He immediately comforted the sword spirit with the intention of the sword, but he was extremely confused.
He Fuqiong's cultivation aura is obviously not as good as using the Iron Horse behind the Qiks and Misfortune Flag!
After he just came out of the Immortal of the Last Dao, his cultivation reached the peak of the middle stage of Hedao. He was once again facing Tiexiong, who used the Seven Killings Misfortune Flag, and he was also sure to suppress the other party head-on.
But now, He Fuqiong clearly looks weaker than Tiexiong at that time, but he can in turn hurt him hard!
Thinking of this in mind, Pei Ling's hand movements were not slow at all.
While He Fuqiong had not yet broken free from his laws, he immediately swung his sword. In an instant, countless blood-colored sword auras seemed to burst out like a mountain torrent, surging, and with the sharp and domineering momentum, he roared at He Fuqiong!
The sword energy is majestic, and each path contains unparalleled power, which seems to be able to cut off the light of the sky and the wind, and smooth out all obstacles ahead!
He Fuqiong stood in the air, his eyes half open and half closed, without making any defense.
But after his flying sword pierced Pei Ling's chest, he instantly returned to his master's side.
Whoosh!
Without He Fuqiong's control, the flying sword cut through the void and took the initiative to face the thousands of sword auras that were slashing.
The blood is vast and vast, like a river of heaven rolling back, swallowing thousands of miles of energy, wherever it goes, everything is destroyed, 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, cutting through the sky. Even though the blood is overwhelming, it can never hide its brilliance.
The sword roar suddenly rose and instantly resounded through the world and wilderness. The sword intent was radiant and filled the entire world. The sword energy was vast and endless, like a giant whale against the current, fighting against the wind and waves in the sea of blood, tracing the source.
The flying sword was extremely fast and instantly slashed into thousands of sword auras!
Dangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdang...
When the purple meaning was great, the blood-colored sword energy broke one after another, like blood waves falling weakly. The jade-like sword came and went like thunder, as fast as lightning, majestic, invincible and unstoppable!
Pei Ling did not hesitate, and dense dark red patterns appeared all over his body.
After all the lines appear, they immediately gather toward the back, and sticky and dark appear. In the darkness, they stretch out their slender white arms.
In a blink of an eye, Mo Lilan took a step forward, and the darkness turned into a mysterious shirt, put on her shoulders with graceful figure, and her robe sleeves became more delicate and beautiful.
The incarnation had just stood firm, and before he could even pinch the magic trick, a purple lightning swept across the void, breaking through the entire sea of blood, and heading straight for Pei Ling's body and incarnation!
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