The cloudy sky, the windy plain, the collapsed Huiyin Mountain, and the two rays of light, one golden and one black, all rushed over under the gaze of the young man with flying black hair.

As soon as he slapped the sword bag, the sword screamed, and a blue light rose up, enveloping the surrounding water vapor. As soon as the sword was empty, Song Yu had already taken action.

As for the broken-armed monk hidden in the golden light, his canthus-split pupils shrank immediately.

The entire field of vision was filled with a huge blue light, but one could clearly feel the power of water within that light.

Immediately, he turned around, trying to avoid the piercing blow of the sword. At the same time, he grabbed the Buddhist beads on his chest with his hands and recited a mantra. The moment when the Buddha's light came back again, the line of the sword cut through the river had already arrived.

Even if he did escape, the monk with the broken arm still fell down under the huge water vapor, escaping the light.

At the same time, in the black demon cloud, a huge centipede as big as a python stopped moving forward.

Although I don't know what method it used to neutralize the remaining power of the sword in the air, it was at least better than the monk who looked like a kite with its string broken.

Song Yu did not stop there, because taking advantage of your illness to kill you has always been one of his principles.

But he took out another sword from the sword pouch, and just as the Blue Water Sword turned back in front of him, he raised the sword and thrust it into the rotten grass.

Immediately, there was a dignified earth-shaped force that penetrated under the ground, and the next moment, where the broken-armed monk fell, earth-shaped sharp cones rose from the ground without any warning.

The monk with a broken arm had never seen this before. When he stood up, he was surrounded by twelve golden Buddha beads, flying up and down to resist the protruding cone-shaped spikes.

The demonic cloud in mid-air seemed to hesitate, but the next moment, almost out of instinct, it roared towards the bursts of Buddha's light and crashed into it.

To be honest, Song Yu had already prepared for a three-party melee. Even when he attacked the monk with the broken arm, his eyes were always fixed on the sky.

But something unexpected happened. The monk with the broken arm also sensed the huge roaring evil spirit.

His face suddenly changed and he roared angrily: "Evil!"

After almost resisting being hit hard by a sharp thorn condensed by the power of the earth shape, the Buddha's light protecting the outside became uncertain.

The monk with the broken arm actually managed to stabilize his figure, and threw the alms bowl in his hand at the demonic cloud that was about to crash down from the sky.

At the same time, a ray of golden light came almost instantly, appearing suddenly and unimaginably fast. With a flash of sword intent, one sword transformed into ten shadows, covering the broken-armed monk almost instantly.

And in a burst of golden light, he was beheaded!

The monk with the broken arm knew that this was a sneak attack from the toad, or he had already calculated the timing and was waiting for the moment when his flaw would be revealed!

His ferocious face was twisted and ferocious, and the Buddhist beads in his hand suddenly turned into gold powder with a sudden force, and then turned into a golden mask again, covering his whole body.

In the sky above, the alms bowl that was thrown away by the monk with a broken arm had enlarged in size and collided violently with the demonic cloud rolling down.

Bang! There was a sound, and waves of air suddenly appeared around Huiyin Mountain.

Song Yu was okay, even the Yaoyun that collided with the bowl was able to move backward to protect itself under the impact.

Only the monk with the broken arm could not breathe, his face was pale, and his chest felt like a hammer, and he groaned and fell back again and again.

But it was because of the shock transmitted through his own magic weapon that it felt as if he had been hit hard. But the most terrible thing was that the sword that was still cutting around him turned into ten shadows.

A sword is heavier than a sword, and a sword is more sharp than a sword. Even though the broken-armed monk has destroyed his magical weapon to protect his body, when he truly felt the power of the golden sword, he couldn't help but feel sad.

Bewildered, even unbelievable.

"Sword Intent?"

"Is this sword intention?"

However, the next moment, when Song Yu drew out the Rizhao Sword, the temperature around him suddenly rose, and at the same time, he fired another sword like a flying sword.

There was actually a feeling of despair on the face of the broken-armed monk.

Just like a meteor flying in a straight line, wrapped in blazing flames caused by violent friction with the air, it almost hit the ground in the blink of an eye.

Not only that, the soil on the ground seemed to come alive. Under the control of the Houtu Sword, it turned into something like the tentacles of an octopus. It suddenly wrapped around it, and even covered the broken-armed monk's golden light.

Shield, tightly wrapped up.

But the flow of fire had come, and with another impact, his figure, including the golden light on the outside, was instantly submerged, and there was a loud explosion, and the flames soared into the sky and steamed!

Finally disappeared, the young man in black robe smiled slightly, and there seemed to be an incisive pleasure in his chest, which was extremely comfortable.

Anyone who knows the existence of the Moon Spirit Orb, no matter who he is, should die, even if he does not know the efficacy of this bead.

It is sin to see it! Amen!

Song Yu made a sign of the cross in front of him, and instead of looking over there, he turned to the demonic clouds in the sky.

Compared to the monk with a broken arm, this guy's cultivation was comparable to his own. Song Yu's face didn't show any trace of pride, but instead became extremely cautious.

On the other hand, in the black demonic cloud above, a huge centipede was silently peeping in it.

Neither side took action immediately, but faced each other, sizing each other up, and making calculations in their minds.

But just when a thunder suddenly sounded in the cloudy sky, Song Yu suddenly raised his neck without any warning.

A fiery sword intent suddenly shot up into the sky, and it turned out to be a small spiritual pressure sword flying with fire, and it shot directly into the dark clouds high in the sky.

Wrong shot?

This was the first thought of the big blood-red centipede, but it was also the best time for it to launch an attack.

So without any hesitation, it rushed down the stall with the rolling demon clouds, and there was a burst of thunder and lightning, which instantly illuminated the sky and the earth. At the same time, the big blood-red centipede seemed to be frightened, and immediately steadied its body and looked up.

It is already a fake elixir cultivator, and it is most afraid of thunder and lightning, because it symbolizes the power of God!

On the other hand, Song Yu had already picked up the Jin Ren Sword in his hand, and he strode on the windswept grassland and said loudly: "Water and fire stir up thunder and lightning, and kill demons with one sword!"

The moment the Jin Ren Sword came out of his hand, the golden light no longer appeared, but only a thin line of sword flying.

The giant centipede hiding in the demonic cloud looked back and seemed not to be frightened by this seemingly ordinary sword.

Instead, he stretched out his blade-like tentacles and pulled to the side, wanting to push the sword away, but it was as if a switch was turned on. The moment the swords touched each other, a huge thunder and lightning suddenly struck in the air.

Smashing it, the centipede with a bewildered face was instantly enveloped.

Song Yuze clicked his tongue and said: "The five elements are mutually reinforcing, and the Tao is natural. I'm still an idiot who needs to read more books!"

To digress a little bit, in fact, judging from the fan value, I know that many book friends are not reading the original version, but the pirated version.

There is no need to refute this point, because it can be seen very intuitively through the fan value and follow-up reading!

The performance of this book is currently very unsatisfactory. I once thought about directly wielding the sword to eunuch, but I am still a little reluctant to let go. So I just hope that if you really like this book, please give me some support. After all, I am trying my best to write it. Please continue to write it.
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