"The old man fought with you..."
The appearance of the juniors being slaughtered made Yun Yao roar. The dignified elder of the Yun family, the leader of the first formation guarding the formation, directly gave up the operation core of the formation, moved suddenly, and rushed to the distance Fang Xing, and then the sharp sword energy in the palm of his hand slashed straight towards Fang Xing. His anger was contained in this sword, and it was as white as a Milky Way pouring down from the sky.
"clank clank..."
The black light in Fang Xing's palm was lifted upwards, going upstream against the current, and collided with Yun Yao's sword light.
boom!
The black and white sword lights intertwined and intertwined, and then spread out with a bang, stirring the surrounding fields.
"Great Elder, help..."
You Yun Family's guarding sword cultivator shouted desperately, and was affected by the sword energy, revealing his figure, as if he had been severely injured.
"hey-hey… "
Fang Xing and Yun Yao attacked each other head-on, but before losing the wind, a smile appeared in his eyes.
"You...you stop..."
Yun Yao was startled, and the second sword was thrown straight out.
It was just a sword slash, and the shadow of the little devil had already disappeared under the sword. He turned his head eagerly, and immediately saw that the little devil had rushed behind the few juniors of their Yun family who showed their figures, and said The light crow burst out, smashing the sword light eagerly handed out by these juniors, and then cut off their heads, and then the back was dark and cold, and the figure disappeared again.
"That's enough, Yun family junior, quickly step back..."
Yun Yao couldn't care about anything else at this time, he couldn't stand such a carnage, and the Yun family couldn't afford to lose these juniors.
In addition, he even faintly discovered that the big formation he was guarding should have been his help, but at this time, he was faintly taken advantage of by that little devil, and coupled with the devilish sword intent in his palm, it was in the whole world. In the golden formation, Dao and nature are born together, and the mana is in harmony. It is clearly the golden formation that suppressed him, but it seems that he has stolen the power of the formation, and the arrogance is fierce.
If he wanted to fight, there was absolutely no way to stop him, but he was killing endlessly, as if he really wanted to slaughter all the younger generations of the Yun family.
Under such circumstances, he already disregarded the operation of the formation, and bluntly asked the juniors of the Yun family to retreat to the edge of the formation and stay away from the battle circle.
And he himself abandoned the power of the formation, and wanted to stay in the center of the formation with true swordsmanship and kill this little devil!
On the surface, it seems that as the leader of the formation, he gave up the power of the formation, which means he has suffered a big loss and his strength has been greatly weakened.
But for Yun Yao, he felt that this was the best choice he could make so far!
If the leader of the formation does not retreat, the formation will not be considered broken!
Those trembling sword cultivators of the Yun family who had been frightened by Fang Xing's murderous aura, how could they be polite? After receiving this order, they immediately withdrew to the edge of the formation, cowering and hiding behind Yun Yao. Within the large formation, it seemed empty for a while, only Yun Yao with a sword in his sleeves, and Fang Xing and the big Jinwu who were facing him from a distance.
"Little devil, you killed too many members of my Yun family, how can you pay for your life?"
The angry Yun Yao didn't say much to Fang Xing at all, locked onto Fang Xing's Qi machine, turned his hand on the sword, and rushed forward with anger all over his body.
At this time, Fang Xing was also expressionless, and took out the black giant sword from the storage bag. The ball of black light in his palm merged with the giant sword, and immediately the magic surged wildly, and black flames flowed along The body of the sword was burning, and it was a magical manifestation, and as he slashed against the sky, an unimaginably strong sword intent surged into the sky, colliding with the sword energy in Yun Yao's palm.
"I don't usually take you seriously, do you think the young master is easy to bully?"
Amid the loud shouts, the whistling sword energy was intertwined with black and white, rushing toward the wilderness like a gust of wind.
In the chaos, the two actually clashed nearly a thousand swords in an instant.
Rumble sword swings the sea of clouds, fierce and murderous rolls.
At this time, Da Jinwu and all the sword cultivators of the Yun family did not intervene, allowing Fang Xing and Yun Yao to fight swords.
All the junior sword cultivators of the Yun family were dazzled by the sight at this moment. They thought that Elder Yun Yao would kill the little devil by himself. The situation where Elder Yunyao easily gained the upper hand as they had imagined did not appear at all, and the battle turned out to be evenly matched, and what's more, the little devil was getting stronger and stronger.
Yun Yao in the battle situation became more and more frightened as he fought.
He was originally full of anger and wanted to cut Fang Xing under the sword, but at this moment, he suddenly discovered that this little devil's swordsmanship was terrifying, profound and profound, and he was not inferior to himself at all. He thought that this little devil was only a conspiracy Trick, if I catch the opportunity, I can kill the little devil with a single sword, and I have the power to fight myself, and even... defeat myself with a middle-level cultivation base...
Before, he always played tricks and tricks, but in fact... he just refused to face it head-on.
I just feel that the little devil's swordsmanship is becoming more and more tricky. From being young at the beginning, he was forced to be clumsy by himself, and finally became more proficient. The swordsmanship is like a mighty river, mighty and endless, forcing himself to be tied , Yunyao was angry and fearful in his heart, and suddenly let out a cry, his aura surged, the Yun family's secret technique was unleashed, his spiritual power tripled, and his sword was like a dragon.
"I have practiced for a lifetime, the Golden Core Mahayana, I don't believe that I will be defeated by you, a brat!"
In this sword move, Yun Yao suddenly had the intention of going all out, making dangerous moves and launching murderous intentions.
If the fight continues, he is afraid that he will be strangled by the little devil!
Rumble!
A long rainbow rises from the sea of clouds, with unparalleled momentum, it cuts straight!
"A mere Jindan Mahayana, a mere Yun Family Sword Cultivator, dare to block my way?"
At this time, Fang Xing's face was full of fierceness, his eyes were gloomy, and the black giant sword pointed directly at the sky: "If you want to defeat the young master, please come to Yuanying!"
As the roar shook the surrounding fields, a terrifying evil spirit suddenly radiated from the black giant sword, and a black giant sword seemed to disappear at this moment, and then turned into streaks of black light, spreading in all directions, and then Gathered together, twisted and entangled, an unbelievable black sword light unexpectedly merged, collided with Yun Yao's sword, and then vibrated loudly.
In the first large formation, smoke and clouds surged wildly, and the heaven and earth shook violently. It seemed that the foundation of this first large formation had been shaken.
At this moment, even the Great Golden Crow raised its wings to protect itself from being injured by the scattered sword energy.
And that group of junior sword cultivators of the Yun family were even more desolate and panic-stricken, desperately offering their sword light to defend, but still more than a dozen people were injured by the howling sword energy, and fell to the ground screaming, their robes were broken, Cracks appeared on the bodyguard sword.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"
Yun Yao stepped on the void, backed up continuously, his footsteps were heavy, and stepped on the void, like stepping on a giant drum. At this time, the elder of Ku Haiyun's family had scars everywhere on his body, and he was in a state of embarrassment, his energy was extremely low. His messy hair was hanging down weakly, and the sword in his hand, forged by the Yun family's secret method and nourished by his flesh and blood for nearly a thousand years, was broken into pieces, leaving only a section more than half a foot long.
And in the air opposite him, Fang Xing was holding a huge black sword, looking at him from a distance, with a strong aura and a cloud of evil spirit.
"Sure enough, the more you fight, the more you understand, and you will be able to fight and raise your sword!"
He frowned, muttered something, and looked at the black light in his palm.
"... It's just that the Yun family's kendo is not as good as a whetstone, and it can't sharpen the true meaning of this sword demon's great art..."
"Pfft..."
Yun Yao, who was already seriously injured, suddenly heard this, and the injury he suppressed forcibly erupted immediately, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Is this a joke
How many generations have my dignified Yun family's swordsmanship been passed down in Shenzhou
In his eyes, it turned out to be a whetstone
And a whetstone that isn't good enough
An almost insane hatred grew in his heart, his face was full of anger, but he suddenly laughed lowly, and then the laughter became louder and crazier, that kind of laughter, even Zhu Yun The juniors couldn't help trembling, looking at him in horror and worry, but Yun Yao ignored him, and the laughter became louder and louder, and at the end, it was almost like thunder.
"Old man Jindan Mahayana, who has been in charge of the Yun family's talisman for three hundred years, how could he be defeated by a mere Jindan Middle Realm junior like you?"
His eyes were cold and stern, and he shouted loudly: "The old man can't lose, and you can't survive this time!"
"Crack..."
A sound like broken glass resounded in his body, and the aura in his body suddenly became a little strange.
"Great Elder, why do you have to..."
At this moment, the younger generation of the Yun family, Jianxiu Li, and the better-sighted people were startled and screamed desperately. Amidst the shouts, they seemed to want to come forward to stop Yun Yao, but they didn't dare to approach him. Subconsciously, I wanted to get as far away from him as possible...
These people have already seen that Yun Yao has reversed the golden core at this time, which is a precursor to the self-destruction of the golden core!
"Anyway, the old man brought the juniors of the Yun family out to defend the formation, and suffered heavy casualties. When he returned to the Sea of Bitterness, he would be ashamed to take up the position of the Great Elder again. It represents the Yun family's swordsmanship, how can it be defeated? How can it be defeated? What's more, it was defeated by you, a kid in the middle of the golden core? If it is passed on, how can my Yun family's swordsmanship gain a foothold?"
Yun Yao gritted his teeth and whispered, looking at Fang Xing fiercely, and while reversing the golden core, he was about to charge towards Fang Xing.
It's just that the little devil didn't seem to be worried at all, and picked his nostrils as if nothing had happened.
"Little devil, let's die together, it's a tie!"
Yun Yao suddenly shouted, swung the broken sword, and was about to reverse the golden core with all his strength, and rushed towards Fang Xing.
"...Look at Da Jin Ye, I'll lift the wings of the clouds..."
However, at this moment, a golden light suddenly rushed from the slanting stab, and Yun Yao, who had put all his attention on Fang Xing, flew away, and then the golden light rushed up, followed by a claw, and then another Wings, and then the pointed head slammed, crackling and crackling for a while, until the elder of Ku Haiyun's family, who was already at the end of his strength, was beaten to the ground like a rag bag.
"Reversal golden pill? Reversal ass!"
At this time, Jin Ying finally stopped slightly, and floated proudly in the air, with a cold voice: "Is it true that I am just watching the fun?"
At the edge of the formation, the remaining junior sword cultivators of the Yun family suddenly felt deep despair.