Zhang Xiaotian pinched it with one hand, and the void trembled violently. Then, a beam of cold light bloomed, and the blazing light could not be looked directly at it, and the energy that cuts the mountains and sea permeated.
Zhang Xiaotian just chopped backwards, and a length of sword light volatilized out of the mountain spirit sword.
Wherever they went, those spiritual powers were divided into two, and the cut surface was smooth.
In this scene, all the people who saw him were shocked, and they were even more afraid of Zhang Xiaotian, who was already tough.
The sword branch stood horizontally in front of the tentacles, and with both hands moving, hit the sword body. The sword branch vibrated violently and the sword aura swelled, forming a layer of thick spiritual protective film.
A breath of fierceness and indestructibility circulated on it.
The remaining spiritual power blew on it, causing the spiritual mist to boil for a while, and the air wave tossed. When it broke open, the day lily was cold.
However, that Yun Qingming came with a sword, and the blade was bright, as if polished by spirit.
He descended like a sword god, a sword descending from the sky, pointing directly at Zhang Xiaotian. Domineering, overlooking the heroes.
"Ding!" The metal colliding sound resounded surprisingly, and the trembling sound shook people's bones to tears.
Between the two, the overflowing aftermath, like a falling meteor shower, is too bright.
Zhang Xiaotian's arms were slightly numb, and the other party was not much better as he glanced around, but he was holding back and did not show it.
Zhang Xiaotian stood still slightly, which once again proved that the opponent's strength was amazing enough. What was even more surprising was that his sword was obviously very ordinary, but he took over the sword of his own struggle.
He knows that this is a mountain spirit sword, even though its power is greatly reduced, the unparalleled sharpness still exists! It is not easy for the other party to stay out of the wind.
At this moment, Zhang Xiaotian kicked it with one foot, and the sword was Weng Ming. With this force, the whole body was surging forward like a bird, surging forward.
Especially the spirit wings behind it almost burned up, the crimson and coquettish, the whole person turned into a bloody rainbow, approaching the light group.
Zhang Xiaotian raised his hand, and at a close range, he turned a big hand with aura, and wanted to grab it first.
Suddenly, the golden light swept across the world, deriving a giant golden hand, in the palm of the hand, holding a ten-foot golden giant platform, with a strong sense of strength, the golden light soared, and suddenly suppressed Zhang Xiaotian .
He frowned slightly, and he was naturally familiar with Qin Yu's martial arts, and there was a fire burning in his heart.
This is the Golden Light Town Magic Platform. Oncoming is a person with white skin, moisturizing radiance, and face like a crown jade, unable to set off him.
That temperament is like a general on the battlefield, he is Qin Hong of Qin Yu, and his strength ranks in Qin Yu, second only to the ten young men of each generation, and the previous Qin Ming, as well as the defeated general Qin Yi of Zhang Xiaotian when he was young.
However, even though he is not Zhang Xiaotian's opponent, it is not difficult to disrupt Zhang Xiaotian's plan.
"Boy, where did your mountain spirit sword come from?" Qin Hong's thick eyebrows were like a knife, and a very unkind voice came into Zhang Xiaotian's ears. This was a sound transmission martial art.
In fact, it is very simple. Sound waves are transmitted through space, and the cultivation of monks is to continuously improve their contact with the Liuhe of Heaven and Earth. Inspiring Spirit Realm to do this step is as simple as eating and drinking water.
Between the two collisions, the mist rolled, the glow shot, explosions, ding-dong sounds, harsh echoes.
"Yunpeng is soaring!"
He shouted this voice in his heart, and then the whole person turned into a beam of swift brilliance, and his figure had the taste of a bird's streamline.
In fact, secretly, he also ran a wave of energies. As his realm gets higher, the effects of these martial skills naturally become weaker and weaker.
But he feels that the two confirm each other and complement each other, but there are some unexpected enhancements.
This is just like the clothes I wore when I was a child. If I wear it again when I grow up, it is naturally like a chicken rib. Many people don’t use it, but it’s a pity to throw it away. Still somewhat useful.
Zhang Xiaotian felt that Yun Peng was so strong, even though it was very powerful, it was too revealing. This time, he was indifferent, and his appearance hadn't changed at all, but the vigor, that kind of aura, seemed to be overwhelming like a ferocious bird.
It seems to be due to the addition of Lingxi Jinbo. After all, the word Lingxi is used in the martial arts. It is not unreasonable. I can't help thinking of being agile and extremely agile.
Looking from a distance, I only felt a stream of light passing by.
Afterwards, many people saw that there was a light group missing, and some people were unwilling to join forces to deal with Zhang Xiaotian. However, at this moment, he is like a bird out of the cage, and if he fights and leaves, no one dares to stop him.
Many monks, thinking of this scene, had to give up. There is only one person for the time being, he is Qin Hong.
At the same time, the giant platform trembled, and the remaining four light clusters directly turned into a blazing light and fell into the hands of the nearest four monks.
Below, many cultivators discovered that all the treasures had begun to flood, preventing others from grabbing them forcibly.
"Kaishan Fist!"
This punch, fist wind gusts, showed a wave of raging waves, with a fierce impact, and felt like a meteor sinking into the sea. The momentum was huge, and it enveloped Zhang Xiaotian in an all-round way.
He didn't care about the strangeness of the giant platform, but faintly felt that it might be caused by his own light group.
For the first time, an aurora fist, the boxer hit combos, and a flash of light fluttered away.
At the same time, he rushed to Zhang Xiaotian, and between his hands, there was another domineering Golden Light Town magic platform.
"Shaking the sky seal!" He condensed the seal with his body, and his whole body was dazzling, like a heavy divine disk, wrapped around his body, without invading by all means. In a moment, the breath that shook Zhou Tian flowed out.
Zhang Xiaotian looked like a humanoid savage beast, violently blasted the opponent's Golden Light Town magic table. As for the previous counterattack, compared with it, the result is not important at all, only reduced to a foil that is not as good as a foil.
"Boy, Sanshu Qin Li's mountain spirit sword, why is it here for you?" Qin Hong raised his eyebrows, murderous.
"Tell me before you beat me!" Zhang Xiaotian said coldly. A thunder light fist blended with aurora fist was brewing. First, a punch was as big as a small mountain ridge, rumbling, and smashed at the opponent.
This blow is really powerful, and ordinary Spirit Attracting Realm is hard to stop.
He turned into a wisp of smoke, retreated extremely quickly, his face was a little gloomy, and before he could do anything, Zhang Xiaotian followed up like an aurora.
"If you are looking for death, others are afraid of you, I am not afraid!" His face was gloomy as if dripping water. But he was still very jealous.
"For you, I don't need to use a sword yet!" Zhang Xiaotian said. Still flying with the aurora.
Hearing, he sneered, his murderous aura increased. The other party was despising himself, but for him, it was not an opportunity... No matter what, defeating him and taking the Mountain Spirit Sword was the current priority.
"It's your own death, don't blame me!" When the words fell, it was a snake's leg, like a big snake swinging its tail, hitting the air, and sparking straight.
The two direct and fierce confrontations, it feels like a divine iron confrontation, clanging, blazing sparks, like fireworks, blooming frequently and brilliantly.
Zhang Xiaotian stood still and didn't feel any special power in his body at all. He should not be a body refiner.
The opponent must have other cards. With many thoughts, it is concluded...
"How? Are you surprised?" He looked at Zhang Xiaotian's plain, but it was impossible for him to be as calm as it was on the surface.
"Things borrowed from external forces are ultimately a bad idea!" Zhang Xiaotian was a little disdainful.
"I don't know the wild boy who is tall and thick." He yelled, with a big hand, with a crystal luster, directly facing Zhang Xiaotian.
He turned the knife in one hand and wiped it with a squeak, thunder and thunder was extremely violent, and in the blink of an eye, he slashed away angrily.
It was another counterattack... The two fought back and forth, and soon after dozens of moves, each hit was fierce and coercive, even splashed with blood.
"Tian Lei Ling Tu!" Zhang Xiaotian yelled, his entire popularity like a rainbow, and his majesty like the Thunder God descended to the earth.
All of a sudden, waves of thick silver mercury appeared in the surrounding Liuhe space, which was an alternative release form of Thunder.
Every time he hits, he will be wrapped in a lot of thunder, with a violent, strong slam, rumbling, dumping at him.
Finally, in an aurora seal, he dragged Qin Hong into the thunder of Tyrant Lie, and he was also suffering from the thunder.