Chapter 103 Sword of the Sky

"Li Feichen!! Give me back the holy thing!" Fortunately, Junhua shouted loudly, and the blue gourd on his waist glowed fiercely. Seeing his sleeve waved, a light blue sword appeared in his hand. The sword was four feet and an inch long and two inches wide. It was surrounded by clouds and fog, transforming into a pale sky. Occasionally, birds passed by, and occasionally white clouds and purple gas came to the east. The magical place was not compare with the four swords of the Jade Dynasty. It is inferior, and its pure posture is like the tranquility of a virgin. Looking at the words that seem to be suspended in the sky of the sword, you will know that this sword is not bad. This is the treasure of the sky peak and the holy sword of the sky.

The two faced each other, and bursts of breath surging, distorting the air around them. Tens of thousands of people on the ground looked up and saw the two black spots confronting each other. Layers of clouds and fog were blown out hundreds of feet by them. Even if they were far away from the sky, they still seemed to come to their faces. Under the flying immortals, everyone was shocked.

"Li Feichen? My surname is Yun! What a holy thing, I don't know you!" In the face of the nameless murderous spirit in Xing Junhua's eyes, Feichen frowned, and the immortal sword in his hand was also full of magic power. In an instant, a black anger broke out. Compared with the soft and wonderful man of the sky sword, it tended to be domineering and killing. The waves of the sword spirit shook the space that could not help trembling, as if the previous battles were generals. It was hidden, and now the opportunity broke out. The two swords confronted each other, making a clear sound of dragons.

"What a stranger! Then take a move for me! Qibao Xuanyuan Chengda Guangming Hall, the golden palace shines in all directions, the towering heavenly palace turns into a wonderful land of joy, and the holy land of Xuanqing kills and eliminates demons!" For this straightforward answer, Xing Junhua looked angry, put his two fingers together, drew his sword fingers, and drew esoteric ancient characters next to the holy sword in the sky. His feet were already stepping out of the air, as if he were stepping on the calm lake. In the eyes of others, it was shocking step by step. As these movements continued, the clouds in the sky were all The sword was absorbed in, and the clouds disappeared within a hundred miles, revealing the whole blue universe.

"Well, thousands of miles of clouds, the sun and the moon are full of their light, for the stars of the world, the infinite Brahma, all fall into the hell, thunder, meteorite, kill!" Seeing that the other party caused changes between heaven and earth, Feichen felt that this skill was extraordinary and no longer dared to neglect it. The sword formula was also quickly portrayed the formation. The clouds condensed under his feet were also crushed by him and then condensed. At the beginning of the battle, he sweated on his forehead, and the consumption of magic power was huge.

The dexterity of the sword was awakened by the sword language and floated behind her, like his shadow. It flew out a wonderful posture under the lotus step. The sword formula was also like Feichen, and the sound almost overlapped. Under the sword language, two thunderballs that destroyed all creatures quickly condensed at the tip and fingertips of the sword!

The sword language cohesion is over. Fortunately, the seven large hall attices before and behind Junhua appeared out of thin air, with the formation of the Big Dipper Seven Stars. The seat is golden light, covering a few miles of the ground, dyeing the whole sky into a fine light, during which it constantly emitting hot exorcism light, illuminating the whole sky and earth, and one of the most towering pavilions. The building suddenly turned into countless flowers and green grass in the holy mirror. They were reborn and passed away. The passing flying flower and sword grass was like countless sword rain, all pouring on the other party.

The two stood in the high pavilion of the holy land of Xuanqing, like a god, but only Feichen knew the hard work. The tens of thousands of golden lights kept shining on him, making the body shield squeak out fire smoke, while millions of flying flowers and sword grass keep hitting the barrier. As long as the other party's shield is broken, it will hit the person directly. But then I'm afraid that even the flying ash is gone, but if the holy land of Xuanqing is just like this, it will not be called the holy land of Xuanqing. In an instant, Xing Junhua turned into seven illusory blue flying immortals in the sky behind him, holding a green sword and stepping through the void.

The Big Dipper Seven Flying Immortals came before and after, and the sword spirit was like a nine-day crossing.

Seeing that he was about to be defeated, Feichen's eyes were red and fierce, which prompted the thunderbolt to be condensed and formed before the shield was broken. The long sword waved, and the whole black ball devoured the seven heavenly palace attices, smashed the ground of the holy land, and covered the Big Dipper and the Seven Flying Immortals in the thunderball. As soon as the thunderstorm came out, the world changed colored. Most of the space was swallowed by the black ball. Although it did not have a huge range of thunderbolt before, it was even more powerful. The strong suction absorbed all the seven flying immortals into the thunder ball. The situation was horrible.

Seeing Xing Junhua's surprised expression, Fei Chen turned to a ferocious smile, and the thunder ball in Qiaoyan's hand was also immediately launched, hitting the broken Xuanqing Holy Land, to slaughter the seriously injured Big Dipper Seven Flying Immortals!

Seeing the opponent's second thunderball hit, fortunately, Junhua returned as usual. The sword pointed to the front, and the blue sword spirit in his hand was launched again. He wanted to fight against Feichen's second 'Thunder Robbery'!

Throughout the surroundings of the two, everyone in Qingxuanmen had stood one after another to the confrontation between the two, and the first one's face was uncertain, and he didn't know what to think. When he saw that the two continued to fight together again, he frowned and flew out with his sword.

" Stop it!" The leader shouted, like thunder. Feichen and Xing Junhua were stunned. The other party's purple sword had waved and split the blue sword spirit and the black thunder ball away. The sword spirit thunder ball touched the ground and blew up a terrible gap. The strength of the purple sword was unexpected.

"Teaching! What are you doing! Do you still want to cover up this man!" He found that someone interrupted his attack. Fortunately, Junhua shouted angrily, but he didn't give any face and wanted to fight again with a sword.

The man holding the purple sword to kill the immortals was Li Fanzhen, the head of Qingxuanmen in the Qingyi Taoist robe. His horizontal sword stood in front of Xing Junhua, and his eyes were murderous. After the two looked at each other for a while, Xing Junhua snorted coldly and put away the sky sword.

The other palm peaks are coming, but the eyes are obviously surprised to look at Yun Feichen inexplicably. Only they know the complex mood. These people don't know how old they have lived. Their cultivation is extremely high. The highest is the other five peaks palm peaks, and the remaining more than a dozen are the cultivation of flying immortals, and their strength is not It can be said that it is not tough.

"Don't be impatient when you are in charge of teaching. Fortunately, my younger brother is also reckless for a while, and the old things are in front of you. It's inevitable that you can't control it." Quan Zhongbao looked at his words and eyes. Seeing that Li Fanzhen's face was murderous, and the purple sword was full of immortals and swords. Knowing that his heart was already angry, he stood up to mediate with the two.

"It's really strange for you Qingxuanmen. If you don't let people in, I have to frame me when I come in. Hey hey, I didn't take any of Qingxuanmen treasure from you, and it's not the Li Feichen you mentioned. I'm Feichen, but I'm Yun Feichen, a disciple of Xianxiamen. Don't be confused." Feichen smiled innocently and said that in the face of everyone's strange suspicion and Li Fanzhen's burning eyes, he felt that the situation of being surrounded was unbearable.