The petals flutter in the wind, densely packed, like the ocean.
A different kind of red figure appeared in the sea of flowers, stepped on the void, and attacked the guest in Tsing Yi.
Back then when the demon king entered Hanshan, the old man Tianji sent a message to the world. At that time, Bianyanghong was far away in the south of Wanshou Pavilion, but he arrived at Hanshan first.
Even among the powerhouses in the sacred domain of the mainland, his speed and long-distance running ability are also the strongest.
Seeing the sky full of bright red petals blocking his way, Tsing Yi Ke knew that the time had passed.
If he can't repel Bie Yanghong forcefully, he will definitely be caught up by this person, and he will never be able to get rid of it.
The guest in Tsing Yi let out a stern whistle, summoned all his strength, turned around and threw out his palms.
Countless bluish lights overflowed from the edge of his palm, turning into extremely sharp flying blades, attacking Bianyanghong with a sharp sound of piercing the air.
The green blade pierced through the air, whistling, like a hurricane, extremely cold, and the moisture in the air condensed into water droplets in a very short time, turning into rain.
Like the sea rain and the wind, its momentum is extremely terrifying.
For the powerhouses in the sacred field, if it is not a real divine weapon like the Frost Remaining Divine Spear or the Shrouding Sword, ordinary weapons are far less powerful to them than the weapons they have transformed with Xinghui Zhenyuan, such as These flying blades glowing with a dark green light, even the ascetics in the star-gathering state, have even experienced perfect marrow washing, but as long as they are rubbed, their bones will be broken, the sea of consciousness will be split, and the Youfu will be cut into pieces. The ruins were killed without any chance to fight back.
Bie Yanghong didn't know who the Tsing Yi guest was, but knew that the other party's realm strength was definitely not inferior to her own, so she was naturally very cautious.
His right hand reached into the sea of bright red flowers, as if holding something, and then pulled it out.
The incomparably bright starlight overflowed from between his eyebrows and his pale temples.
What he pulled out from the sea of flowers was actually an imaginary sword condensed by stars.
A bright and extremely pure sword light illuminated the sky and the sea of flowers in between, broke through countless turbulent streams of vitality, and slashed towards the guest in Tsing Yi.
No matter how violent the wind is in Haiyu, let's see if it can block my sword!
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Tsing Yi Ke has lived in Daxizhou for many years. Although he is far away overseas, he has been observing the strong men on the mainland. With the help of his power and the help of Baidi City, he has secretly collected a lot of information. The exercises are very well understood.
Just when Bie Yanghong struck with a sword, there were at least seventeen ways to deal with it in his sea of knowledge.
The problem is that those seventeen methods deal with the other kind of red that he knows, more precisely, the special kind of red before the change of Tianshu Mausoleum.
Today's different kind of red is obviously stronger than those materials and his cognition.
For example, Bie Yanghong broke the fist of Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong's combined swordsmanship.
For example, his little red flower, no one thought that it could break the rope and turn into a sea of flowers, sealing thousands of passages between heaven and earth.
These methods are obviously Taoist methods that Bie Yanghong has newly realized after the change in Tianshu Mausoleum.
If this is the case, Tsing Yi Ke still has the confidence to repel Bie Yanghong, or he will suffer some injuries, but at least he will not be trapped here.
But the biggest difference between today's Bian Yang Hong and the past is not that his Taoism is more profound and his methods are more miraculous, but his fighting style has changed.
In the hearts of ascetics, Bie Yanghong is a gentle and calm senior strongman, even if he makes a move, he is very measured, and he has the meaning of Zhongzheng and peace.
Today's Bianyanghong eyes are still calm, but his expression is no longer gentle. When he was rushing through the air, countless true essences gushed out from his clothes, and his every move had the power to shake mountains and earth, as if every move had to be done. Seeing the world, seeing life and death, the madness reached the extreme, and the violence reached the extreme.
why is that
The guest in Tsing Yi saw the red eyes, and found that his eyes were quiet, but there was a very decisive killing intent in the deepest part of his eyes.
Then, he saw those white hairs between the different red temples.
The guest in Tsing Yi understood the reason, his mood sank, and he let out a loud shout!
Countless green blades screamed with this sound, all of them were smashed into powder, and then condensed into a long halberd in the air!
The halberd was dark in color, with three extremely sharp spikes on the front end, exuding an extremely terrifying aura.
This is very likely to be the spiritual reappearance of the Daxizhou divine weapon Dinghaihalberd!
Bian Yanghong's expression remained the same, holding the imaginary sword condensed by starlight in his hand, he slashed towards the green halberd!
This imaginary sword was drawn by him from the sea of flowers, and it has no substance, so it can be absolutely sharp and smooth, similar to Chen Changsheng's Wugou sword.
But for some unknown reason, there was a very bright petal stuck to the sword, which was very eye-catching.
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The Xinghui Xujian and the dark green halberd met in the sky.
An air mass emerged from the junction, and the surface was a white floc. Immediately afterwards, the air mass was torn into countless pieces by the infinite light and heat generated at the junction.
The air waves and light and heat swept away towards the surroundings, the mud and rocks between the cliffs fell rustlingly, and hundreds of very thick old trees broke with a rattling sound, and then began to burn.
The ascetics on the cliff flat couldn't see clearly what was happening in that blazing light, they could only vaguely see two figures.
Xiang Wang looked there quietly, raising his eyebrows slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.
Wu Wubi didn't look back, but felt the change over there, he was startled, and his subordinates also slowed down.
Amidst the hissing sound, the filaments of dust whisk bound on the iron knife were broken one by one, and a crack appeared on the Taoist sleeve.
The light in the sky was still blinding.
The bright red petals danced wildly and retreated, looking like a rain of petals, very beautiful to look at.
A stream of slightly golden blood trickled out from Bian Gong's ear.
But he seemed to be unaware, still looking at the Tsing Yi guest with quiet eyes.
The Xinghui virtual sword and the dark green halberd stand together.
The incomparably majestic real energy and aura of the two sacred domain powerhouses are engaged in the most dangerous competition.
Suddenly, the bright red petals on Xinghui Xujian's body shattered into countless powders with a bang.
This petal came from the little red flower, which contained infinite divine power, and secretly followed the principles of heaven and earth, but it was actually shattered by the collision of the true essence of two strong men!
Countless fragments of petals shot towards the Tsing Yi guest, their speed was like sharp arrows, and their power was far greater than this.
The guest in green was holding a halberd to fight Bian Hong, unable to dodge, he could only grunt, relying on his own cultivation to hold on.
There was only a burst of crackling sounds, countless holes appeared in the hat of the Tsing Yi guest, and then it was scattered into pieces, blown away by the wind without a trace, revealing the hideous copper mask, and his body also appeared There were many traces, and there was faint blood seeping.
Bian Yanghong would never let go of such an opportunity, a clear whistle burst out from her lips, and the petals in the sky returned like lightning, and kept attacking the guest in Tsing Yi.
The Tsing Yi guest let out a muffled grunt, his true energy burst out wildly, and trying to aggravate his injuries, he shook off the other red sword, flapped his sleeves and flew towards the blue sky, looking like a huge sea bird.
The bright red petals in the sky have been recalled by Bie Yanghong, he only needs to avoid the last blow, and then he can fly into the sky and escape.
From Bian Yanghong's attack to when he finally found the possibility to leave, it seems that many things have happened, but in fact, only a very short time has passed.
If someone is holding a timepiece and staring at it all the time, they will know that there is still a very short time before the three breaths.
The guest in Tsing Yi has also been counting silently, he is sure that he will not make a mistake.
At this time, the petals in the sky had recomposed into the little red flower, and it flew out like lightning, hitting the Tsing Yi guest heavily.
There was only a crackling sound, and the Tsing Yi guest broke several ribs and spewed out a mouthful of blood, but he didn't even groan, and raised the green halberd to the sky.
He pushed his speed to the extreme, and quickly turned into a black spot in everyone's sight, as if it would melt into the sky in the next moment.
next moment.
The black spot became bigger and bigger again, gradually revealing its figure.
The Tsing Yi guest is back again.
Forced back from the sky by an iron knife.