On the top of Wangyue Peak, Wangyue Tower, a bright moon shines on Kyushu.
Wangyue Peak is located deep in the Qingshan Mountains, and is taller than Fuyao and Biluo Peaks.
Watching the moon from the top of Wangyue Peak was originally a poetic and picturesque feeling, but now at the top of Wangyue Peak, the moon is still bright, and the war is raging.
The black figure walking with the sword looked like a ferocious beast under the watery moonlight.
At this time, Xu Zhong really saw the flames rising from the rune sword, but those burning were not real flames, but caused by A fire formed by a peculiar aura.
That is the fighting spirit, the fighting spirit that is so pure that it cannot be further improved Condensing fire with fighting spirit will definitely be a life and death battle "Jiu Hong, hurry up, be careful.
I'm not talented enough.
Please help me remember some of Master's moves.
If you miss them, you won't have to learn them."
Xu Zhong had almost lost half his life, and he still looked like a money-grubbing man.
However, the law enforcement elder next to him seemed very unusual.
Instead of scolding him as usual, he nodded lightly and looked really serious.
Look at the young man in black.
Swing your sword and make moves.
Bai Yi slashed out with a simple sword very casually, but there was no trace of casualness in his eyes, but incomparable solemnity.
This time, Bai Yi will not use his own moves, but will use Yun Kong's unique skills.
"Flowing clouds, wind" The sword came out seemingly casually, but as Bai Yi shouted, a breeze actually passed by the hilt, reached the tip of the sword, and finally spun into a small tornado, heading straight for the Fang River.
In Xu Zhong and Chu Jiuhong's pupils, which were getting wider and wider, the small tornado was only an inch away from the tip of the sword, but after a breath.
It actually exploded a hundred times out of thin air, forming a hurricane about ten feet in size.
With another breath, the tornado hurricane, which was about ten feet long, expanded to ten feet high.
After three breaths, a terrifying funnel-like whirlpool with a size of a hundred feet appeared on the top of Moon Moon Peak.
The whirlpool was almost connected to the sky, and turned out to be a terrifying tornado hurricane.
The violent wind could almost tear apart everything, and crashed into Fanghe with a roar.
As soon as he took action, there was a swordsmanship so powerful that it made people tremble.
Fang He's expression changed instantly.
Three giant axes and magic weapons were guarded in front of him, and at the same time, he activated several huge wooden stakes.
Use high-level wood magic to resist the terrifying storm formed by the opponent's sword skills.
"What a powerful swordsmanship" Chu Jiuhong's voice was low, with a tone of awe.
Her talent was not much higher than that of Xu Zhong, but with her eyesight, she could still see the horror of the sword technique of the young man in black.
Someone who can condense the wind with his sword to such an extent is probably already accomplished in the art of swordsmanship.
The storm is indeed extremely terrifying.
If a Nascent Soul cultivator falls into it, he will be crushed to pieces in an instant.
But Fang He's giant ax magic weapon has reached the highest level, and the wood-type Taoist magic he activated is the nemesis of the storm.
The tornado that exploded for a while was diminishing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Wood can defeat wind, and Fang He is not the first to become a god.
As early as three hundred years ago, he was already a powerful person in the form of gods, and he was extremely skilled in the Five Elements Taoism.
"Clouds.
Rain" A piece of sword light was waved by Bai Yi again, drawing a lightning-like sword shadow in mid-air.
Following this soft drink, there was a dull sound of thunder.
Rumble Wow!
After swinging the sword.
Bai Yi's hand was empty.
The rune sword was split into ten thousand runes under this sword, and the ten thousand runes escaped into the void at the same time, and then fell from the sky.
Hearing the thunder, some injured people retreated to the corner to bandage their wounds, or the Cangyun disciples who had just killed the enemy couldn't help but look up.
In their eyes, a strange rain curtain appeared on the top of Wangyue Peak, while other places were dripping with water.
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Not yet fallen.
In the eyes of Jindan or Ji Zhumen, what appears on Wangyue Peak is indeed a curtain of rain, but in the eyes of Yuanying monks, those rain curtains are not real rain, but a continuous rain of swords.
The runes dropped from high altitude are all small sword-shaped, and together they almost cover the sky and the earth.
Especially after being dropped, these small rune swords will still appear high in the sky, as if the ground on the top of Wangyue Peak is in contact with the sky.
There was a strange connection in the sky.
Each small sword carried the power of a high-level magic weapon.
With such a large number of attack points, Fang He could not even use escape techniques, so he could only use his giant ax and Taoist techniques to resist.
One after another, the mounds were summoned by Fang He using Taoism, and then eliminated by the sword rain.
After this cold sword rain, Fang He's face became more and more gloomy.
He had never seen such a mysterious sword skill before.
"White clouds, sunny" With the third soft drink, Bai Yi once again condensed the body of the rune sword in his hand.
This time his body also moved with the sword technique, and if he didn't move, it would be fine.
If he moved, it would be like thunder.
In the sudden figure, the long sword in his hand was swung into a ring-shaped sword light, which looked like a scorching sun from a distance.
Since white clouds represent a sunny day, the sun must be shining brightly in the sky The whistling sword wind, with the deafening sound of the sword, hit Fang He out of thin air, and the three giant axes with the best magic weapons were also moved by Fang He with all his strength.
He did not even hide, but wanted to use the number of the best magic weapons to attack Fang He.
Knock the opponent away.
It stands to reason that a long sword is no match for three giant axes of the same level, and the two of them are in the same realm.
However, the moment the two groups of terrifying streams of light came into contact, a shattering sound immediately spread throughout the mountain top. . click boom The first giant ax that came into contact with the rune sword shattered into powder in an instant.
The other two giant axes also flew apart in this sword technique named Qing.
The remaining power of the sword technique destroyed Fang He's body.
It hit the ground directly, and a large pit several feet deep immediately appeared on the top of Wangyue Peak.
Although a huge ax was shattered, the rune sword in Bai Yi's hand was almost broken.
Half of the circulating runes were broken, but the seemingly broken long sword still wielded the fourth sword technique.
"Cloudless, empty" As soon as the blank word came out, the rune sword in Bai Yi's hand disappeared strangely again.
In the center of the large pit on the ground, a strange lotus was blooming.
It was not a real flower, but a sword composed of countless small rune swords. flower call Splashing from the inside out, the sword flower exploded in an instant, forming a cloud-like sword energy on the top of the mountain.
It spread in vain from the top of Wangyue Peak, which could be seen even from several miles away.
The amazing sword energy.
Rumble At the same time as the sword energy dispersed, a low roar erupted from the top of Wangyue Peak.
The entire top of the mountain was actually cut off in a section several feet long by this sword.
The broken peak began to fall slowly, slowly.
Soon, it finally hit the foot of the mountain with a terrifying roar, and the flying dust almost enveloped the entire sect.
Wind, rain, clear air, and sky belong to Yunkong’s way of sword Since Yuanying, Yunkong has been famous in Qingkong with this set of swordsmanship.
However, tens of thousands of years have passed, and the name Yunkong and his swordsmanship have been buried in the long river of time.
Tens of thousands of years later, this set of swordsmanship is named Liyun's profound swordsmanship finally reappeared in the world through Bai Yi's hands: