In the starry sky, the divine ban formed by thousands of meteors dissipated, and a figure in plain clothes walked out, with dazzling white hair, and disappeared into the distance after a moment.
The ninth son of the Momen reappears again, for the injury of a dear friend, and brings a peerless edge again.
The starry sky is endless, the phoenix shows extreme speed, the red wings open and close, and it is fleeting.
In the north of the Star Region, there are thousands of miles of wild sand, and the flames of war are pervading. The army on the North Road of the Magic Palace is unstoppable.
The head of the demon army, Jun Wentian stood with a spear, the undefeated general, the world feared.
At this moment, in the void, thousands of swords and shadows were scattered across the sky, and on a dazzling divine sword, a figure with white hair in plain clothes stepped on the sword.
The familiar face is known to the whole world, a stream of light flashed in Jun Wentian's eyes, the ninth son of Momen, he finally came.
After falling into the dust, hunting and dancing in plain clothes, not stained with dust, Ning Chen looked at the first guardian of the magic palace in front of him, and calmly said, "I can't use it here, let's change it."
"Can!"
Knowing that the person who came was extraordinary, Jun Wentian also had the will to fight in his heart, and answered.
Ning Chen turned around, stepped on his feet, and swept toward the peak in the distance.
Jun Wentian stepped to keep up, turned into a streamer, and went away together.
At the rear, a demon general looked at each other, shocked by this sudden challenge.
"Report to the Holy Division immediately!" The leader of the three demon generals, a woman in purple armor said solemnly.
"Yes"
The other demon general nodded and responded with a condensed voice.
Thousands of miles away from the demon army, on the twelve peaks of Tianwei, Shuangqiang descended from the sky, and the boundless war broke out.
Tai Shi came out of the sheath, full of dazzling brilliance, and the famous frontier of Taoism reappeared in the world.
Stepping out one step, the body condenses yin and yang, and the ice and fire appear at the same time, shocking the world.
The swords and palms joined together, and the remaining energy swayed around. The sword energy and palm energy disappeared around, and unfathomable giant gorges appeared one after another, penetrating into the mountain.
The battle between the two powers has no distinction between right and wrong, because the right and wrong have long been blurred.
Ten strokes of fighting, the sword light is getting more and more dazzling, beyond cognition, beyond the peak, the only sword in the world, so bright that it is difficult to look directly at it.
"The reputation is well-deserved, you are worthy of my full strength!"
Palms to palms, the battle situation was split in an instant, Jun Wentian raised his hand to raise the wind and thunder, the three-pointed and two-edged appeared in the world in response, holding the spear dignified, the divine soldier broke the sword light.
There was a sudden shock, the fire was swaying in the snow, and in the yin and yang, Ning Chen raised his hand and pointed, the sword energy condensed on the tip of the finger, breaking his heart.
Jun Wentian focused his attention, turned sideways, avoided the sword energy, and immediately the three-pointed and two-edged revolved, the tail blade turned sharply, and the attack was strong.
The sword finger turned back, shaking the divine weapon violently, Tai Shi swung it along with it, slaughtered the light, and passed by with his throat closed.
Leng Feng took his life, and there was no room for a sudden setback. Jun Wentian turned his palm over Shen Yuan, the wind and thunder filled the sky, the unicorn was solid, and it shook the sword light.
The summit confrontation, several moves are shocking, and the rumbling vibration resounds through the peak. Both of them are the strongest in the world. Although they are confronted with several moves, they are already praised by the other party.
"There is so much ability, but it is helping Zhou to abuse and slaughter the world, it is sad!"
The sword condensed frost, the phoenix fire lingered, Ning Chen urged the essence of yin and yang again, the two extremes intertwined and appeared, under the slanting moon, the eyes were full of blazing blood.
"Your hands are not the same as bloody hands, you and me, who is qualified to judge each other!"
Jun Wentian said in a cold voice, as soon as he stepped on his feet, the three sharp points and two blades gathered a thousand layers of thunder.
The next moment, the two figures crossed each other, the thunder shook the yin and yang, the nine-day situation changed, and with a rumbling sound, the rain poured down.
"The scroll of the earth, the earth turns a thousand times"
The sword's edge turned and slammed into the ground, Ning Chen's palms swiped, and the martial arts of the scriptures reappeared.
"Book of Heaven?"
Jun Wentian's eyes narrowed slightly, and he stepped into the air, avoiding the earth that rose from the mountains.
Ning Chen raised his head, a strange color flashed, he stomped his feet, raised his sword and jumped into the air, the cold sword light staggered past again, blue sword waves, condensed in the sky.
"The scroll of the sky, forgive the sky and be innocent!"
Heaven and earth are intertwined, martial arts are shocking, and the fate of a sword in hand, between heaven and earth, is the only one.
Jun Wen Tianshen condensed, raised his hand to attract the wind and thunder, destroying the thunder light one after another, and blocking the blue sword waves.
Before the aftermath of the double move was over, Su Yi's figure swept over again, Tai Shi lingered in the snow, the palm of the Yuan urged the flame, and the sword and palm walked together, not allowing the slightest breathing.
Jun Wentian was also not afraid, shaking his palms to condense his essence, the divine soldiers roared with wind and thunder, smashing the people in front of him.
Hundred strokes confrontation, from the sky to the peak, the two figures are constantly staggered, sword energy, spear light, thunder, wind and snow swept all directions, the mountains on the Tianwei Twelve Peaks collapsed, rolling sand into waves, falling rocks into rain.
Outside the battle, a number of demon generals swept in. However, Jun Wentian did not speak, and no one dared to intervene.
The edge of the battle is getting more and more fiery, for a moment, two moments... The two poles of martial arts that are indistinguishable from each other, each stand at the top, the hegemon in the army, the king in the weapon, and the top contender.
On the top of the peak, Ning Chen pointed at the sword with his left hand. Immediately, a flood of undercurrents rushed out from the sword of Taishi, the wind and snow opened up, the phoenix fire condensed the sea, the two instruments formed, and the Taiji formation rose into the air.
"Is this your sword, it's not enough!"
Jun Wentian shouted, Wu Yuan rushed to Jiuxiao, the blue-haired crown shattered, his long hair fluttered, and his body was covered with thunder.
The battle was white-hot again, and in the distance, several figures descended from the sky, stood in the void, and came to watch the battle. In the century-old legend of Momen, the magic palace is undefeated, the guardian of the law, and the two who have never suffered any defeats. Who is better? Continuing the myth of invincibility, there is concern in the eyes of every strong person present. Yuqing, the magic palace is now For the calamity of the world, they are more inclined to
The ninth son of Xiangmo Sect was able to win, and Yu Li, the first guardian of the magic palace in the battle of Foshan, was no longer able to win in the fourth realm.
On the peak, the pouring rain became more and more violent, and the battle between the two became more and more fierce. The sword was stronger, and the gun was heavier. Even if it was not for the world, not for all living beings, it was just between warriors. Pity.
"Aren't they here yet?"
Seeing that the eastern sky has revealed the white color of the fish belly, the head of the three demon generals, the woman in purple armor said solemnly.
"It should be coming soon!"
Before the words could be said, three figures walked out from the peak in the distance. The first one was dressed in blue brocade fur. His face was stern, and he was indifferently watching the battle ahead.
"The ninth son of Momen, it's him again!"
At the rear, the murderous intent in Yue Zhinu's eyes was full of murderous intent, she said solemnly.
"Senior, this son is a great threat to the future plans of the My Devil Palace, and taking action now is the best chance to get rid of him!" Bai Wangran suggested.
Xie Tiance raised his hand to stop the former, and said calmly, "Since this son dares to take action, why is he not prepared? Besides, they should be coming soon."
As soon as the words fell, on the opposite side of the void, a series of figures descended from the sky, a total of five people, covering the evil appearance of Yama, with a strong breath, making people dare not look down.
Seeing the five people, Xie Tiance's eyes narrowed slightly, and suddenly, looking to the other side, a coldness flashed in his eyes, and he came too.
At this moment, on the distant peak, a figure with red clothes and red hair appeared, wearing a mask of the King of Hell on his face, his breath was like an abyss, unfathomable.
"Is it fate? How is it possible!"
Among the five Yamas, one looked at Juefeng in the distance and said in shock.
"What's impossible?" Under the mask of Emperor Song Yan Luo, Mu Qianshang looked at the red-clothed figure in the distance, and said solemnly, "He has two clones and a chaotic scroll to cover up his aura. In this situation, he deliberately left his backhand to deceive Mogong Seiji and
People of the world! "
The ninth son of Momen and the King of Hell appearing together, nothing can dispel the suspicion of the world more than this.
"Do you want to help?"
Under another Yama mask, Luo Xingchen said.
Mu Qianshang shook his head and said, "The enemy doesn't move, I don't move, we don't know what plan we have, and we can't act rashly and sabotage his plan."
At Juefeng in the distance, the figure of Yama in red flashed by. After a short while, he came to the five people and said lightly, "He asked me to tell you, don't shoot!"
"Are you, Demon?" Hearing the coldness in the former's tone, Mu Qianshang's expression condensed and he said slowly.
Yama in red didn't answer, and stood quietly, indifferently paying attention to the distant battle situation.
All parties showed up to watch the battle of the world together. On the twelve peaks of Tianwei, sword qi and thunder were vertical and horizontal, each showing its absolute power.
"I know you can do more than that, use all your strength to amaze me!"
Jun Wentian raised his palm to shake off the surging phoenix fire in front of him, slammed his fist into thunder, and blasted out with one punch.
Ning Chen swung his sword, blocked a strong move, and with a thud, he took two steps, a sword fell into the ground, and the sword qi burst into the ground.
Jun Wentian stepped and swept his body, avoiding the sword lights rushing out one after another, and swung the three-pointed and two-edged across the sky, and then returned to the extreme move.
As soon as he raised his hand, the trapped immortal appeared and fell into the ground. The red light rose from the sky, Ning Chen's figure moved extremely fast, the afterimage was hard to see, and the sword was now dazzling Linghua.
The resounding voice resounded through Juefeng, and the battle between the gods and soldiers was approaching the limit. Suddenly, the red sword light rose into the sky like a waterfall, trapping the immortals and showing their prestige, killing them with force.
Jun Wentian retreated, and within the slightest, a sword light swept across his chest, bringing out a splendid waterfall of blood.
"Get out!"
With his injuries increasing, his angry brows rose, Jun Wentian drank in a deep voice, slapped his palm out, and landed on the chest of the person in front of him.
"Uh"
With a muffled groan, Ning Chen's figure slipped out of ten feet, and he took a step to stabilize his body, and the rest of his energy was unloaded. The mountain behind collapsed suddenly and fell down the mountain.
In a game where both sides are hurt, the outcome is inextricable, the blood dripping from the earth is so dazzling, the two strongest people in the world, the fighting will continue to accumulate, swallow the blood, suppress the injury, step out, and bully the body again.
Outside the battle, the powerhouses watched this shocking battle, and their hearts were filled with waves.
"One-on-one, the ninth son of Momen has already been able to fight with his elder brother to the point of being evenly divided!" Yue Zhinu said in shock.
"He was able to defeat the ancestor of Qilin Pavilion, not only with conspiracy calculations, without the corresponding force to support, any strategy is worthless." Xie Tiance said lightly.
"The meaning of Shengsi is that the current ninth son of Momen already has the ability to sit on an equal footing with Jun Wen?" Bai Wangran said in a condensed voice.
"Although it's not what I want to see, it's a fact." Xie Tiance nodded and said calmly, "If Jun Wentian can't kill him in this battle, from now on, unless the Demon Lord personally comes out, otherwise, No one in the world can help him!"