Fix your sister's fairy

The sword is arrayed, and the figures are chaotic.

The qualifications of the monks who can enter the Changfeng Gate are already excellent, and those who can pass the test to fight the abyss of all worlds for the Changfeng Gate are even the best in the sect, and the power that hundreds of sword cultivation disciples burst out through the sword formation quenching is unimaginable.

After Yi Haoran gave the order, the flying sword that was hundreds of meters in the Changfeng Gate Sword Formation shook and groaned softly! Hundreds of Changfeng Gate disciples were used as the foundation, the five remaining elders were the mainstay, and Yi Haoran was the eye of the formation, and the moment the sword qi erupted, all the people and animals within a radius of five hundred meters were cut into blood foam by the flying sword qi, and this was just the residual power when the momentum was accumulating.

Yi Haoran threw out a blood-red jade sword, and the jade sword escaped into the huge 100-meter flying sword, and the 100-meter flying sword suddenly seemed to have a "spirit" as if it was alive, if it was said that the 100-meter flying sword still looked like a behemoth at the last moment, it was just a huge and terrifying thing, and when the blood jade small sword was integrated into it, this flying sword really gave people a sense of sharpness that had been condensed for hundreds of years!

"The town fairy sword formation, up. Yi Haoran said.

Every monk of the Changfeng Gate bit the tip of his tongue and raised his head and spurted out, and the blood shot towards the hundred-meter flying sword like a backward waterfall, each column of blood arrows was the essence blood of every monk 170 broken, and hundreds of blood arrows dyed the entire hundred-meter flying sword red! At the same time, a thick bloody killing aura suddenly erupted!

Countless demon beasts on the snowfield were covered in hair, and their pupils were staring at the hundred-meter flying sword like a natural enemy, and the beast's intuition made them perceive it

He took a step forward and stretched out his hand to wave it as if throwing pen and ink, and behind him, the hundred-meter flying sword above Changfengmen's head waved lightly and flexibly in the air! Every time the sword blade slashed through the air, it brought up pale sword qi and slashed a hundred-meter ravine on the earth! Yi Haoran danced like a song, and finally his right hand went straight up and down, and the hundred-meter flying sword was raised into the air at a height of 1,000 meters!

As the target of the hundred-meter flying sword, Venerable Qingxuan stood quietly in place and looked up at the sky, the blow of the combined efforts of these hundreds of monks was huge, and the blood-red hundred-meter flying sword fell like a meteor thousands of meters away, bringing up a scorching wind and an unstoppable sword qi, and the target was that Venerable Qingxuan was going to nail her to the ground!

In the face of this blow, Venerable Qingxuan only raised his right arm and stretched out the green onion index finger.

The green light shone on the fingertips of the Qingxuan Venerable, and thousands of green leaves condensed by mana formed a shield in front of the fingertips of the Qingxuan Venerable, and the six-petaled turquoise bamboo leaves formed a flower-like round shield, and the round shield was ninefold, covering the top of the Qingxuan Venerable's head layer upon layer!

The blood-colored hundred-meter flying sword fell with a bang!

When the tip of the sword hit the first blue and green round shield, there was an uproar and countless creatures spurted blood, and the piercing sound of the round shield shattering exploded into the ears, under the hundred-meter flying sword, the figure of the Qingxuan Venerable was so small, and the heavy and violent sword blade broke through the five-fold round shield in one breath, and the killing aura was strong.

And just when the Qingxuan Venerable resisted this hundred, Yi Haoran drew his sword, and he swept towards the Qingxuan Venerable as if he was stepping on the wind, the speed was extremely fast like the vast wind phantom, and the dragon scale sword was pulled out from his waist, with a heaven-shattering dragon roar!

And the next moment, the scarlet blood light violently rushed Yi Haoran towards the path of the Qingxuan Venerable, drawing a deep crack and ravine on the ground, Yi Haoran's gaze fell on Mo Yi's face in front of him, the dragon scale sword in his hand shook slightly, and the terrifying sword qi erupted and rushed Mo Yi out!

The Kunpeng wings were shrouded in gray and the fierce shock unloaded Mo Yi's retreating power, and his purpose of blocking Yi Haoran's black hand was also achieved, and there was a crisp sound of three shatters in his ears, and now there was only one weight left in the nine-fold shield, and the tip of the hundred-meter sword was only one centimeter away from the Qingxuan Venerable.

And at this moment, Venerable Qingxuan took the initiative to disperse the shield, her right hand turned into a palm, and the blue light swept through the sky, she grabbed the hundred-meter flying sword violently, and then waved her sleeves and pulled it heavily, the hundred-meter flying sword was poured into the phaseless period, and the terrifying power instantly shattered into hundreds of thousands of flying swords, floating in the air, like a torrential rain.

"Town Immortal Sword Formation! Change!" Yi Haoran roared, and the disciples and elders of the Changfeng Gate turned red and roared in unison, and raised their right hands neatly and shook the sword technique downward.

There were so many flying swords in the sky that it made people's scalps tingle, and they suddenly trembled, adjusted the tip of the sword, and aimed... Mo Yi on the ground!

It was like a downpour, but there was no thunder or wind, but the dense tip of the sword was enough to make people shire!

"Collapse!" The entire Changfeng Gate let out a roar, and at the same time, hundreds of thousands of flying swords in the sky shattered in unison! The masters of the flying swords also spit out a mouthful of essence blood and vitality and were seriously injured, but they still gritted their teeth to maintain the sword trick in their hands.

The flying sword shattered into fragments, like a spirit, aiming at Mo Yi like a downpour!

"Hell. Mo Yi's face was solemn, and he clearly sensed that there were thousands of flying sword fragments in the sky, and each one of them was full of the full force of the vast peak! This was a fatal blow from the entire Changfeng Sect on the Snow Field, from the disciples to the elders, who did not hesitate to consume their vitality!

Just when Mo Yi burst out and was about to flee for his life, the figure of the Qingxuan Venerable in the distance suddenly collapsed into green leaves, and the next moment appeared beside Mo Yi, her face was like frost and she raised her hand, and the terrifying green flame gushed out from her sleeve to cover the sky and the sun!

A blood-red jade sword flew back to the Changfeng Gate in the torrential rain of flying sword fragments, Yi Haoran saw the actions of the Qingxuan Venerable, immediately turned around, and arrived in the crowd of the Changfeng Gate in an instant, and took out a purple jade talisman in his arms under the gaze of a group of languishing elders and disciples.

"Stop him!" The bloody sword in Mo Yi's hand suddenly shouted: "He wants to run!"

Yi Haoran crushed the purple jade talisman in his hand without any thoughts, and in an instant, a mysterious array spread out under his feet, enveloping hundreds of disciples and elders of the entire Changfeng Sect.

Before Mo Yi could react, the Qingxuan Venerable on the side suddenly raised his hand, and a wisp of green leaves burst out! This blow full of the power of the Phaseless Period Monk was like a death-threatening gaze, and the moment he locked on Yi Haoran, he had nowhere to escape!

Aoba penetrated the purple array without difficulty, and at this time, an elder jumped out of the crowd of the Changfeng Gate and blocked Aoba with his flesh and blood, and Aoba passed through the body without hindrance, and then the disciples who still had the strength to move in the Changfeng Gate all rushed to the senior brother who wanted to save them with their lives!

Qingye took away one life after another, and when he was about to penetrate Yi Haoran's heart at the end, the gilded dragon scale sword on his waist suddenly unsheathed itself and crossed Yi Haoran's chest, and the huge force suddenly spurted blood from Yi Haoran's back a few steps, and a stream of green light also soaked into his heart through his body.

Yi Haoran, who was half-kneeling on the ground, looked coldly through the corpse of the fellow disciple brother who blocked his life in front of him, and landed on the equally indifferent face of Qingxuan Venerable, and the next moment, the dazzling light emitted by the purple array dissipated after a few seconds, and the remaining personnel of the Changfeng Gate all disappeared. _

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