The masked men in black who were about to take action again were a little stunned. With such a master taking action, it was obvious that they no longer needed to intervene. To intervene would be to seek death!
They all gave up and looked up in the villa to watch.
A bird high in the sky was circling and waiting, carrying the eunuch monk, and another bird in the distance came carrying Ga Miaoshui and Gao Shaoming to watch the overall battle situation from the air.
Zong Yuan, who had exhausted his upward momentum in the air, looked down and saw the man in colorful clothes rising into the air again. With a wave of his arms, a yellow cyclone surged out from under his feet, which immediately lifted him up and accelerated his ascent.
He wanted to test the truth again. The head-on confrontation just now made him very confused. The person he was fighting with did not show his true face. He wanted to find out who the other party was. If he was really a famous person in the world, he would be able to make a move as soon as he saw it. Most of them should know this.
Seeing Zong Yuan speeding up, the figure of the man in colorful clothes twisted and whirled, his sleeves fluttered like threads, and he spun upward in a straight line.
Seeing that Zong Yuan could rise to the same level as himself without any help, the eunuch monk who controlled the bird was shocked and secretly sighed that he was indeed the seventh master on the alchemy list!
Ga Miaoshui, who came riding a bird, was secretly amazed when he saw this scene.
A figure in colorful clothes raised his arms and floated in the air. Ga Miaoshui was shocked. He didn't know who he was.
Niu Youdao and others in the attic looked up at the sky, and all they could see were a few black spots.
"Old Zong Yuan, why did you run away?" the man in colorful clothes asked.
Zong Yuan was furious and rushed towards him with a flick of his sleeves. The man in colorful clothes also rushed towards him with a flick of his sleeves.
Boom! The two of them collided into each other instantly, and there was a loud banging sound.
At the moment of the collision, the two men fought with strong winds, disrupting the airflow at high altitudes. The two birds watching the battle not far away flapped their wings and swayed, trying to stabilize their bodies.
The silhouettes of both sides flew back and forth quickly in the air, seemingly evenly matched, and no one could take advantage of the other.
Suddenly, the sound of the fierce fighting suddenly stopped, and the four arms of the two people were entangled together. You locked my arm, and I locked yours. No one wanted to let go, no one wanted to let go of the other, two faces. They were almost touching each other, their eyes sharply facing each other.
The two of them were spinning in the air, supported by the air machine, and they were slowly spinning and descending.
"Who are you?" Zong Yuan asked in a deep voice. After fighting for a long time, he couldn't find out the origin of the other party. A person with such strength should not be an unknown person in the cultivation world.
The man in colorful clothes said: "It doesn't matter who I am, but you are a noble Zongyuan. I didn't expect that you would be the imperial eagle dog. I would like to know what benefits Yan Ting has given you!"
"What's the difference between you helping Nanzhou and me?"
"If you don't take action, I will naturally not take action against you!"
"You shy rat, since you are looking for death, you can't blame me!" Zong Yuan snorted coldly, shook his shoulders, and yellow energy gushed out from his body, wrapping around the opponent.
The man in colorful clothes suddenly pushed his arms, and the two parties separated instantly, but found that his hands and feet were entangled and dragged by yellow Qi. Immediately, his limbs shook, and the entangled Qi exploded with a bang.
Zong Yuan stirred up a yellow cloud with his arms, like a yellow flying dragon, and wrapped the man in the colorful clothes who had just broken free from the restraints in an instant, and the knot became tighter and tighter, until the man in the colorful clothes' hands turned red.
The energy was so strong that even though the man in colorful clothes tried his best to pull it off, he couldn't pull it off.
What's even more terrifying is that when Zongyuan, who was struggling with the dragon's tail, moved his arms, many small snakes seemed to sprout from the entangled flying dragon, trying to burrow into the eyes, nostrils and other parts of the man in colorful clothes.
The man in colorful clothes was protected by luck, and the little snake could not invade his body despite its efforts.
Zong Yuan, who was holding the dragon's tail, shook his arm again. The entangled dragon opened its fangs and suddenly bit into the man's head.
The struggling man in colorful clothes shook his body and became energetic. Although the huge dragon head bit his head, the fangs were always a finger away from the target body, making it difficult to bite into it.
"Your people seem to be at a disadvantage!" Huang Lie from the attic reminded Niu Youdao in a deep voice. He didn't want Niu Youdao to lose now. He didn't know if Zong Yuan would let him go later.
Niu Youdao looked up and watched with a solemn expression. If he couldn't stop him, then he would be in real trouble. He never expected that the court could invite Zong Yuan to deal with him.
"Okay! It's really an eye-opener. I am worthy of being the seventh-ranked master on the Dan List!"
Gamiao Shui, who was standing on the bird, saw that Zong Yuan had the upper hand, and nodded in appreciation.
Gao Shaoming also shook his head in amazement.
Seeing that the other party was fighting for their magic power with him, but the two people's magic power cultivation seemed to be evenly matched. It was not an option to continue the stalemate like this. Zong Yuan, who was dragging the dragon's tail, suddenly sank down, dragging the entangled man in colorful clothes with him. Falling towards the ground.
The man in colorful clothes saw the other party's intention. He clearly wanted to use the force of his fall to strike, and he wanted to throw himself to the ground and smash him to pieces.
He could also cast spells to resist at the beginning, delaying his descent.
But soon I found that I was at a huge disadvantage. I had to drag and resist the opponent, and I also had to use all my mana to delay the fall. The mana was consumed too fast, and the other party could only drag and use the gravity of the fall. In this way, There is no way you can win by yourself.
He instantly gave up casting spells to delay his fall, and the two fell from the sky faster and faster.
Zong Yuan dragged the person and rushed to the ground quickly.
As the two people got closer and closer to the ground, the people in the attic saw the entanglement between the two people clearly, and their expressions changed drastically.
The fast-falling man in colorful clothes suddenly showed a sharp look in his eyes, as if he had made some decision, and suddenly shouted in a sonorous voice, "Ten thousand miles of cold light, destroy the city with one sword!"
Suddenly realizing that something was wrong with the momentum above him, Zong Yuan looked up and saw a flash of blood in the entangled yellow dragon.
Boom! There was a sound between heaven and earth.
The man in colorful clothes had transformed into a sword, and his whole body was wrapped in a huge blood-colored amber sword about two feet long. The moment the sword power exploded, the entangled yellow dragon was instantly cut apart.
The man fell upside down in the sword, waved his hand and formed a sword guide with two fingers, pointed at Zong Yuan below, and took advantage of the situation to kill him with one sword.
Everyone in the attic was stunned. It was the first time they saw such a spectacular scene of flying swords from the sky, like a giant sword coming from nine heavens to slay demons.
However, Shang Shuqing couldn't see anything special. No matter Zong Yuan used the Yellow Dragon Winding or the bloody amber giant sword transformed by the man in colorful clothes, people who couldn't open their magic eyes could not see it. They could only see the two figures coming down from the sky. Therefore, it is impossible to see the true power of the confrontation.
Ga Miaoshui, who was on the bird in the sky, witnessed the scene of his body transforming into a sword, and exclaimed, "Who is this?"
Zong Yuan suddenly raised his head and was shocked. The speed of his fall was not as fast as that of the smooth giant sword, which could reduce the resistance of the downward blow. The blood-colored amber giant sword attacked instantly. He was caught off guard and had no time to dodge. He could only hold it hard, and his palms hurriedly rushed. With a sudden slap, he clamped down on the sword.
"Transforming the body into a sword! Could it be the legendary "Qingyun Sword Technique" that no one has practiced since the third generation of the Shangqing Sect?" Zongyuan asked in anger, and then changed his mind, "No, Qingyun The sword technique is a cyan sword shadow, but yours is blood color, who are you?"
There was no reply, and there was no time to reply. The two of them had crashed into a hill below at the speed of meteors.
The few people fighting on the hill were frightened, stopped fighting in a hurry, and fled in all directions.
The moment he hit the hill, Zongyuan, who held the sword in both hands, suddenly pushed the sword sharply, trying to escape.
The man in colorful clothes who was in the sword made a sword move with his hand and waved his arm. The giant sword suddenly spiraled downwards, and the spinning blade passed by Zong Yuan, bringing out a trail of blood.
boom! Like landslides and ground cracking, the hills were crushed by a sword force that was like a thunderbolt from the sky, and the giant sword disappeared in the explosion of earth and rocks.
All the spectators were shocked and took a breath of cold air.
Standing on the attic, he could feel the earthquake coming from the ground from a distance. Shang Shuqing subconsciously took a step back in shock.
Today, she truly understands why this world is said to belong to monks. How can ordinary people with thousands of troops and horses stop such people!
Yuan Gang and others standing on the top of the mountain suddenly looked back and looked at the collapsed hill.
As the earth and rocks exploded, Zong Yuan jumped into the air, with a look of sorrow and anger on his face. He grabbed one arm across the sky, and the other arm had disappeared. He couldn't avoid it just now and was cut off by the rotation of the giant sword.
The hand he was grasping was like an hourglass, and the flying earth and rocks gathered in a crashing sound. In an instant, it formed a giant sledgehammer. He swung it with one arm and smashed it down on the exploded hill.
The man in colorful clothes jumped out of the pit and spun around. The blood-red amber giant sword reappeared, and he slashed at the incoming sledgehammer while flying!
Boom! The sledgehammer was cut into two pieces by a sword, and the giant sword disappeared in an instant.
In the swirling earth and rocks, the figure of the man in colorful clothes was flying around, as if he was trying to find a way to attack, he flicked his fingers together, and bursts of blood shot out.
Zongyuan, who was swinging the hammer with his arm, quickly turned over to avoid it, and at the same time withdrew the hammer rod and blocked it in front of him, blocking the vital point. However, three blood rays penetrated the weak body-protecting gas in his abdomen, and three bursts of blood burst out. Flowers come.
The hammer pole formed by gathering earth and rocks in his hand was shattered by the incoming blood light. In the chaotic rain of earth and rocks, Zong Yuan dodged and flew away into the sky.
The figure in colorful clothes also ducked and chased after him. The two of them flew up and down in the air, soaring upward in full view of everyone.
Zong Yuan, who was choking on blood at the corner of his mouth, looked down and saw the bloody hole in his abdomen. With eyes split open, he said to the man chasing him below: "The demon sect leader's fierce devil finger..." The suspicions that he had suspected before flashed through his mind. Qingyun Sword Jue instantly guessed something, "It turns out to be you!"
The man in colorful clothes said nothing and pursued him relentlessly.
Zong Yuan knew that he couldn't keep going like this, so he immediately dashed out, trying to escape into the mountains and forests.
There was a flash of blood in the air, and the man in colorful clothes once again transformed his body into a sword. The giant sword was shot out diagonally. It did not have as much sliding resistance as the human body and was faster. In addition, the distance between the two sides was not far apart. He caught up with his sword in an instant.
Zong Yuan stirred with one arm, and a yellow dragon flew out of the air and wrapped around the giant sword. He also turned over and grabbed the edge of the sword. When he was pushed back and flew back, he said sternly: "Do we have to kill them all?"
The man in colorful clothes who was in the sword said solemnly: "I was envious of you, but you don't want to be a good and carefree man. You insist on getting involved in such disputes. If you step in, can you still hold back?"
Many thoughts flashed through Zong Yuan's mind, and he knew that what the other party said was true. He could no longer stay out of the matter. He couldn't kill Niu Youdao, and the court would not let him go. He could only find another opportunity to do it. Even if the court can release him, as long as those people are there and have been exposed, there will be an invisible rope tied around his neck, and someone will pull it at any time.
He said with grief and anger on his face: "I can't help myself!"
"Since neither you nor I have a way out, let me give you a ride!"
When the man in colorful clothes finished his words, he waved his sword skills, and the giant blood-amber sword spun rapidly, strangulating a rain of blood in the air.
S: Sweat, there are a lot of people shouting about breaking out, so what, if the monthly votes can exceed 20,000 today, I will make ten updates in a row. Cover your face, am I too shameless
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