"Good sword technique!"

Old Man Wang's eyes were sharp.

choke!

With a shake of his wrist, the Xuanhei gun in his hand swung towards Xuan Anzi like a mad python.

"Qiulong Hundred Ghost Spear!"

Swish, swish, swish, swish~

The shadows of the dark guns were connected together, and in an instant, they tore up the fierce wind and waves that rushed, turning them into useless scattered water vapor.

For a moment, clouds and mists evaporated, covering up a large area of ​​lake surface.

Massive water vapor permeates the air, reflecting the small lake like a real and illusion, like a fairyland.

And this beautiful scenery is now filled with a strong murderous aura.

Next second.

The tip of the sword and the spear, and the two fight against each other.

Hesitate!

Spark burst!

The two are intertwined.

Each of them hides into the mist.

Wang Nanxun's spear was very erratic and brisk.

Xuan'anzi's sword move is deep and majestic.

The water is filled with misty air.

I saw a series of cold sword lights and the shadows of the spear constantly entangled and fought against each other in the heavy fog.

The two of them went back and forth.

The speed is getting faster and faster.

Every collision caused a strong wind to roar and thunder to roll.

Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!

The bang bang sounded hundreds of feet high.

clang! clang! clang! clang! clang! clang!

The clanging thorns ring in all directions.

"drink!!!"

Suddenly, a loud shout came out of the fog.

Then there was a loud bang!

The two figures suddenly separated!

The two jumped out of the lake and returned to the land.

Kick!

The green steel sword shattered, and Xuan Anzi's right arm also thumped, and suddenly turned into a ball of dirty blood and fell on the ground.

"Huh~"

The old Taoist priest covered his broken arm and said in a hoarse voice, "What a vicious and vicious force! What kind of kung fu is this? It can actually corrode and destroy the magic sword that has been passed down for thousands of years in my sect, along with my arms!"

Wang Nanxun threw down the same broken spear and said in a deep voice: "This is the domineering power of the dragon, which is an incredible skill created by my teacher.

If I hadn't learned the skills well, with this ability, I should have shaken you into blood and flesh in the first move!"

"sharp!"

The old Taoist priest nodded and exclaimed, "After fighting with you, I am becoming more and more curious now. What kind of style is that legendary immortal Buddha inhabiting the world?"

"It's a pity that you don't have a chance."

Wang Nanxun shouted softly, and the ground under his feet suddenly sank three points.

Whoosh ~

He turned into a erratic ghost, and in an instant he flew over a distance of more than a hundred meters and punched Xuan'anzi.

“Well.”

Taoist Xuan'an sighed to the sky, "Xiangang Sword and Shield, please give me advice!"

As soon as the words fell.

An illusory black shield suddenly appeared in front of him, firmly blocking Wang Nanxun's attack the next moment.

Bang!

There was a loud bang.

After the shield was hit by Old Man Wang, it quickly exploded and disappeared.

Bang!

Wang Nanxun kicked Xuan Anzi hard on the back of the waist with another heavy kick.

Bang!!

Several black shields flashed in front of the attacking Wang Nanxun's feet.

"Hmm? How much shock is Qiulong!"

Suddenly, the yin and yang force mixed together, and Wang Nanxu's legs penetrated into the shield.

The next moment, the black shield shattered.

"Come again!"

The same move, Wang Nanxun put his palms together and punched him hard at the back of Xuan Anzi's head.

Bang!!

A bunch of hexagonal illusory black armor emerged out of thin air, pushing the latter away.

Wang Nanxun, who was in mid-air dozens of meters away, did not stop. The air exploded on his feet, and the endless black and deep energy was rolling around him, attacking Xuan'anzi standing in place again.

Bang!!

The two fought each other in close combat.

In an instant, Dao Ren Xuan'an was wrapped in a large vortex of black air.

Fist, feet, palm, claws, tear, kick...

Wang Nanxun transformed into dark and dark afterimages, attacking madly around Xuan Anzi.

The harsh bursts of atmospheres hitting the vacuum spread all over the world.

These voices come from the place where the two of them fight.

Every time it hits the air, a circle of invisible airflow ripples will spread outwards.

The trees around the blowing sounded.

In this fierce battle, Wang Nan Xun's heart was cold and quickly found out the background of the magic of Old Taoist Xuan'an.

Xiangang Sword and Shield: Once it is operated, a community of several feet thick armor pieces will be generated on the body surface.

When activated, hundreds of illusion armor pieces will be circulated continuously from the inside to the outside, and will always fill in all possible loopholes in the body.

Whether it is blunt shock, sharp shock, or even various explosions, they will be perfectly defended by a community of armor-like animals like a living creature.

Therefore, although Wang Nanxun's attack was lively and noisy, it was impressive.

But in fact, Xuan'anzi was not hurt at all.

It was all firmly blocked by the thick turtle shell.

Whoosh ~

Old Man Wang rushed high into the sky, drew an arc, and gently landed a hundred meters away without attacking again.

"Is it the smell of Tianhe sword energy?"

After a long attack, he felt that the illusory shield armor that appeared around the old Taoist priest had a cold aura similar to the one-foot-long galaxy given by his master.

"Do you know the Tianhe Sword Qi, too?"

Xuan Anzi murmured in a low voice:

"Yes, your master stole my innate Qi Gong, how could you not know?"

Xuan Anzi slowly stood up from a half-squat state, and his whole body was filled with dense dark illusory armor pieces.

"It is difficult to learn and master the sword energy of Tianhe. Even with my supreme qualifications, it took decades to condense one hundred and eight sword energy, so I was reluctant to cast it at will.
To be continued...