Silent and scream...

In the scattered sky, countless shrill sounds of breaking through the air suddenly sounded.

More than ten slender sword shadows shot out from the nearest mountains and forests and fell towards the body of the Northern Wei practitioner who had just jumped into the sky.

These more than ten sword shadows are exactly the same, but in fact they are just one sword, but the speed is too fast, leaving a sword shadow in the air that is difficult to distinguish between reality and reality.

This is a battle formation, not an absolutely fair competition.

Therefore, this Northern Wei practitioner did not encounter a powerful opponent at this time.

But this Northern Wei practitioner didn't seem to care.

His face was indifferent, and his sword was still in a state of disguising his sword. He just slapped the other hand at the origin of the flying sword.

More than ten red and golden projectiles slammed into the sword shadows like meteors from his hands, and the dull explosions kept ringing.

The red and golden projectiles burst into a large fire ball, burning the vitality on the flying sword, causing the speed of the flying sword to suddenly slow down.

The sound of these red and golden projectiles exploded was already huge, but when the knife in his hand was almost gone and he met the sword light falling in the sky, all these sounds no longer existed.

It's like two giant mountains colliding.

In the grand sound that was dull enough to cover everything, whether it was the Southern Dynastic Spiritual Realm practitioner who fell from the cliff or the Northern Wei practitioner, the flesh and blood of both people were trembling at extremely high frequency by the sound waves that were close to substance.

The Northern Wei practitioners fell to the ground like a meteorite, smashing a larger pit.

The practitioner of the Southern Dynastic Realm above flew out like a kite with a broken string, and blood squirted from his mouth.

The flying sword that had originally burned in the flames and seemed to have disappeared, at this moment, floated incredibly in the diffuse of smoke and dust, and then accelerated terrifyingly.

The Northern Wei practitioner let out a low muffled groan.

His left hand stretched out like lightning, and his powerful true energy traveled through his fingers like a storm.

His hand landed accurately on the flying sword, but it was still a little slower and grabbed the sword tail of the sword.

This flying sword pierced the black armor on his body and penetrated deeply into his abdomen. He then grabbed it and pulled it out, bringing out a wave of blood!

The true energy storm in his left hand continues.

The shattered and powerful true energy was crazily impacted the flying sword, quickly eroding all the traces left by the original owner.

Then the Northern Wei practitioner inserted the flying sword directly into the notch of the black armor behind it. In the next moment, the Northern Wei practitioner began to escape in the opposite direction of Yuan Yan's departure.

On the other side of the mountain, Lin Yi, who was still marching, did not see the phosphorus fire swords that had emerged in panic. The barrier between the dense forest and the thick rain clouds made him not even hear the explosions made by the red and golden projectiles.

But when the sword of the Northern Wei practitioner met with the sword of the Southern Dynastic Realm, he also heard a dull and earth-shaking sound.

He raised his head in shock.

Even though he was far apart, he still felt the terrifying collision of power.

This should be another battle above the realm of divine thoughts.

This level of battle made him fear the heart before, but at this time, it made him feel a little relieved.

The battle between divine thoughts at least shows that there are still very powerful practitioners in the nearby mountains and forests on the Southern Dynasties. In this way, no matter who these Northern Wei people were planning, they would not be so satisfactory.

The battle between two practitioners in the divine mind realm is extremely simple.

Just one sword and one sword, the winner will be decided.

There were many bystanders above the cliff that the Southern Dynasties practitioner jumped down, many of whom were wearing clothes taught by the South Heaven Academy. One of the women was Wu Guzhi, a teacher familiar to Lin Yi and others.

Her appearance was still very peaceful, but there was also admiration in her eyes.

The higher the level of practitioners, the more they know what kind of magnitude there is in such a simple battle.

This Northern Wei Divine Thought Realm practitioner with a knife is Beiyu Dao Shengtuoba Zhan.

Although it was only a semi-saint and had a word for saint in advance, the sword of the Sky was just now, there was really a taste of a sacred realm.

However, no one knew that at this moment, when she looked at such a knife, what she thought of was Lin Yi.

Lin Yi's fighting style is really similar to this Tuoba Zhan, arrogant and direct.

She actually admires this kind of fighting style.

But she knew that Tuoba Zhan was going to die.

......

Tuoba Zhan's figure traveled through the forest rapidly.

His way of escaping was also very direct, and he kept flying straight ahead of him.

Blood oozed out of the black armor, which was originally bright red, but gradually turned purple and black.

His pupils gradually turned purple and black.

This is not because of his unique skills, but because the fetus of the flying sword contained some terrible poison.

This poison cannot even be eliminated by the antidote he has.

"Mr. Tuoba."

An anxious call sounded in the forest ahead of him.

Tuoba Zhan suddenly felt a little relieved.

He recognized the black-armored monk in front of him.

He was a young practitioner from Yueze, Northern Wei Dynasty, who also used a knife, so he had asked him about practice and knife skills many times before.

In the previous battle, this young practitioner from Yueze performed well and won his praise.

Although the young practitioner's cultivation level is too low compared to him, it can at least help him get some time to eliminate poison.

"You carry me away."

He landed in front of the young practitioner with a nervous and shocked look on his face, "Don't stop, don't cherish the true essence, I need half a cup of tea."

The young Northern Wei practitioner turned around and held him on his body without any hesitation.

However, just as he closed his eyes and just mobilized his true energy, a fallen leaf fell from above and fell on him.

A sharp sword energy suddenly appeared under the fallen leaves, accurately passing through the black armored petals of his body. The thin and small sword pieces burst out with terrible power when they pierced into his skin and flesh, and directly pierced from his back to his chest, instantly shattering his heart veins.

boom!

A terrible wave of air burst out between him and the young practitioner.

He and the young practitioner both flew out dejectedly and fell heavily to the ground.

"Despicable Southern people."

When he felt that his black armor was filled with blood in his body, Tuoba Zhan, who was still sitting up tenaciously, glanced at the young practitioner who was also sitting up for the last time.

Under his natural counterattack, although the young practitioner was severely injured, he did not die.

This only means that this young practitioner has successfully concealed his cultivation in front of him.

This young practitioner is definitely not a practitioner who only reaches the middle level of Ruyijing. He is definitely not a swordsman, but a very strong swordsman.

......

When Tuoba Zhan died, Wu Guzhi walked towards the dark clouds ahead.

Then she jumped off the cliff.

A scream rang out.

No one would think she would commit suicide, but even many teachers in the South Heaven Academy were in absolute shock.

Only those who are in the realm of divine thoughts can jump directly from such a cliff without any harm.

However, before, even if some of them knew her real name, they had no idea that she had such cultivation.

Her figure fell rapidly in the clouds.

The true energy in her body began to violently, and the sound of glass shattering under her feet was making.

A breath that only a half-saint could have surrounds her body and turns the straight downward momentum of her body into a flying slanted out of the air.

The scattered true energy scattered and impacted the water vapor in the air, forming a white rainbow, like a wisdom tail.
Chapter completed!