As soon as he finished speaking, the deadly battle started again. He saw that the ancient bronze sword was like a giant ax cutting through the mountain, striking Ling Zhao's head and heart.
Lingzhao exerted his strength with both arms, like a boy bowing to Guanyin and clasping his hands upwards. The simple and unpretentious sword-palm confrontation has formed the most unpredictable battle of internal strength.
There was a loud buzzing sound, causing snowflakes to fly all around, and the snow on the wall also started to fall.
Blood suddenly appeared on Ling Zhao's face, and Huo Di took three steps back. His energy was stagnant for a moment, and he placed his palms across his chest while keeping his eyes on guard.
Gai Nie Jianfeng paused and said with a stunned look on his face: "You are very strong, but you are not strong enough."
Ling Zhao said coldly: "It may not be what you see in front of you."
Gai Nie shook his head and said, "You can choose to retreat."
Ling Zhao glanced at Xiao Lei and Mrs. Xi behind him, and then said in a deep voice: "That's it."
Gai Nie was not surprised and said calmly: "That's right, that's it."
As he spoke, the giant sword suddenly rose, and the sword's edge evoked a piercing scream, like a streak of black lightning flashing through the air, piercing Ling Zhao's chest like thunder.
Ling Zhao didn't even say anything. He used his palms to perform 100% Yuan Gong, but he neither blocked nor blocked it. He just struck forward in unison, clearly intending to share the effort with his opponent!
Xiao Lei, who was watching, was horrified to death and screamed: "No!"
A loud earthquake was heard amidst the screams, and the ancient bronze sword hit Ling Zhao's chest, but it failed to penetrate even half of it!
There was a surge of potential in Ling Zhao's palms, and they all fell on Gai Nie's abdomen and under his sides, forcing him to stumble violently and take three steps back in succession.
There was silence for a moment, but it seemed as long as a lifetime. Xiao Lei was still in shock when he heard Gai Nie's voice of approval: "The Seven Treasures Glazed Golden Body is indeed worthy of its reputation."
Ling Zhao said coldly: "Is this how you hurt her?"
Gai Nie nodded and said, "What she can do is far inferior to yours."
Ling Zhao muttered slightly: "Do you want to fight again?"
Gai Nie said calmly: "No need."
Ling Zhao raised his eyebrows and said, "Why don't you retreat when you know it's difficult?"
Gai Nie smiled deeply and said, "The move I just made is called 'Thunder and Lightning Slash'."
Ling Zhao's heart was shocked and he couldn't help but hesitated: "Why tell me?"
Gai Nie sighed softly: "You should know."
Ling Zhao was stunned when he suddenly felt that his whole body's energy was boiling, and he felt a tearing pain in his chest!
Instantly sweating profusely, Ling Zhao swayed, half-kneeling on the ground, and groaned in pain: "The sword hides the fire element, from the inside out, that's how it is!"
Gai Nie dragged his giant sword forward and slowly approached: "Then..."
The words were still ringing in his ears, but Ling Zhao could no longer suppress the burning pain in his heart. With a muffled groan, a cloud of blood suddenly shot out from his chest, and then he saw him fall to the ground without making any sound.
Steady footsteps continued to approach, the dark green sword pointed at Xiao Lei who was stunned, and only an extremely cold voice continued: "...that's it."
In the deep secret realm, the famous sword was opened, and when he saw the lone star stabbing him in the chest, Mu Yun made a sudden decision in his mind. He actually dropped his palms, neither dodging nor sealing. He could only look straight at Han Lingxiao with a calm gaze, and it was clear that he had already
Life and death are disregarded.
Although the sword's power was as fluttering as fluff, it actually lost no power. The sword's edge suddenly landed on Mu Yun's throat, and then Han Lingxiao said coldly: "Answer carefully, why did you trespass into the deep palace?"
Mu Yun's expression remained normal and he replied seriously: "It is indeed because I was worried that Chaotian Tower would be invaded that I accidentally broke into this place without being notified. As for the protective formation, it was not broken by me. The more Han Daxia followed me, the more entangled I was.
As time goes by, the enemy will have more chances to succeed, so please be careful."
A cold light appeared in Han Lingxiao's eyes, and he asked in a solemn voice: "Who is the so-called enemy? And why are they here?"
Mu Yun pondered and said: "The specific purpose is still unknown, but judging from the fight just now, the enemy is probably the minions of Sword Fengjiang."
Han Lingxiao whispered, "Oh? Chaotianque has nothing to do with King Xiang of Hedong. Where do you start talking about this?"
Mu Yun was slightly startled and said calmly: "I don't have a clue. It's just that the thief's tone seems to have a lot of criticism for Hero Murong."
Han Lingxiao's eyebrows were slightly raised, and his expression seemed to be loose, but he said nothing.
Seeing this, Mu Yun couldn't help but feel anxious. He gritted his teeth and said, "If Master Han has any doubts, you can capture me first, but please be aware and don't let the real thief go."
Han Lingxiao snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "How can a person with clever words and seductive words deceive me?"
After he said that, he sent his sword forward, and was about to pierce Mu Yun's throat. Mu Yun was shocked and angry, and the Divine Art of Light merged and condensed his strength, and he performed Yun Yi Ba Wu at the same time.
He escaped from the sword screen. However, the side of his neck was still affected by the sword energy, and his vision went dark and he almost fell down.
Han Lingxiao didn't seem to expect that Mu Yun could avoid it. He was stunned for a moment and was about to raise his sword to pursue him, but he suddenly felt a cold air from behind that penetrated his heart, and it was extremely fast and ruthless.
Although Han Lingxiao thought highly of himself, he couldn't help but feel a shiver in his heart. He had no time to pursue Mu Yun anymore, so he used the Su Qin Back Sword to kill the attacker as he deflected the cold front.
This sword turned from defense to offense and was so unstoppable that the attacker was forced to dodge and at the same time shouted to Mu Yun: "Don't get entangled with him, let's go up shoulder to shoulder!"
Mu Yun was lucky enough to escape with his life, but when he looked closer, he was shocked. It turned out that the person who attacked him was actually Xin Xin!
Han Lingxiao swept his sword across the sky, looked at Mu Yun and said: "As expected, you young people dare to enter the deep fortress, so you should have the underworld as your companion."
After hearing this, Mu Yun's heart suddenly brightened, and he couldn't help but secretly cursed that Xie Xin was really cunning. Han Lingxiao must have noticed that he was hiding in the dark, and then he used his sword to test him, but unexpectedly, Xie Xin took the opportunity to use his plan. This time, even if Su Qin had
It's hard to tell the difference.
As he was thinking about it, Han Lingxiao had already raised his sword and slashed at him mercilessly. The sword's power was soft but sinister, steady but violent. It was just like an antelope hanging its horns. There was no trace to be found, clearly showing the magnanimity of everyone.
Mu Yun knew that Han Lingxiao was really murderous, and secretly complained endlessly. But now that death was imminent, he had no time to explain, so he could only use what he had learned in his life to deal with it as best as he could.
Seeing the two of them fighting together, Xin Xin was happy to make a fake show, so he stepped forward and swung his sword to attack Han Lingxiao's back.
It's just that he deliberately hid his clumsiness, and after a few moves, he seemed to be unable to catch up, and was forced by Han Lingxiao to defend more and attack less.
Mu Yun knew Xie Xin's plan, and when he was angry, he heard him shouting bluffingly: "It's a prickly idea, and we have to fight hard for our good friends!"
Mu Yun was so angry when he heard this, but he was forced to gasp for breath by Han Lingxiao's chain of fast swords. He couldn't argue with him, so he could only deal with Han Lingxiao while secretly killing the eighteenth generation of his ancestor.
Greeted them all.
Han Lingxiao was aloof and arrogant. Seeing that he still couldn't defeat Mu Yun after thirty moves, he was surprised and delighted to see that seven or eight of the ten moves fell on him. The sword moves were like the Yangtze River, flowing continuously.
Continuously, the rustling sword light and the glistening snow light complement each other, making the majestic power even more stunning.