As the night deepens, the sea breeze howls, and in the vast sea in the distance, there are waves of indescribable howling sounds, which seem to be getting closer and clearer. Qinglong and others looked at each other, and they all saw a complex look in each other's eyes, and even a trace of undetectable admiration. They are all human beings, so they naturally know Long Xuan¡¯s intentions. The reason why they were led into the air is that they are afraid that they will prevent the righteous disciples from retreating. However, if he is in danger, Qingyun¡¯s elders will not be able to rescue him. ! Qinglong sighed softly and said to Patriarch Baiduzi and Duanmu: "What do you two Taoist brothers think?" Patriarch Duanmu didn't reply. He let out a long drink and rose into the air. Baiduzi followed him up with a fierce look on his face. , the monster screamed: "Little devil, come and accept your fate!" Qinglong glanced at Youji beside him, and smiled faintly: "Third sister, let's come too!" The black gauze covering Youji's face moved, as if she was also Nodding, she and Qinglong turned into two rainbows of light, one green and one black, and rushed into the sky. Together with Bai Duzi and Ancestor Duanmu, they launched an attack on Long Xuan! However, they were faster, and Long Xuan was even faster. He raised his right hand, and the dragon-slaying sword drew a mysterious trajectory in the void. A thunder sword slashed down in the air, and Ancestor Duanmu was forced to retreat. "Tsk!" Just when Long Xuan wanted to continue his attack, a spinning ring suddenly appeared ten feet away from him, turned into a green rainbow and hit his ribs hard! Long Xuan snorted coldly, with a solemn expression. He did not retract the dragon-slaying sword in his right hand. A white rainbow flashed in his left palm, but the Qingping Sword was unsheathed at the same time. Endless sword energy burst out, tearing the sky apart. "Bang!" The crescent-shaped white sword light collided with the light group trailing the long tail flame, and a circular air wave suddenly spread, and the entire Liubo Mountain Island seemed to be shaking slightly! With two swords in hand, one on the left and one on the right, Long Xuan's unparalleled sword power increased again. The sound of the sword roar seemed to resound deep in everyone's hearts. He was like a peerless sword with an open edge. The edge was exposed and the sword energy was revealed. It's so forceful that even people on the ground can feel this incredible strong will. Qinglong, who was forced to retreat, was stunned and shouted: "He can wield two swords. Please be careful not to let him get close" Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a loud bang. Long Xuan was high in the sky, roaring high into the sky, holding the Dragon-Slaying Sword high in his right hand, and holding the Qingping Sword upside down in his left hand, making a weird posture - the Dragon-Slaying Sword slashed down diagonally, and the Qingping Sword slashed upwards. Thunder slash! Heavenly Sword Style! An arc of thunder and a black and white sword energy intersected in the sky. The bright and blazing light almost cut the entire night sky into four pieces. The intersection of the electric light and sword light was exactly Bai Duzi with a look of horror on his face! "No, fellow Taoist Baidu, be careful!" The expressions of the four Qinglongs changed greatly, and they each released their magic weapons to greet them, trying to block them a little. Long Xuan, who was watching coldly from a distance, looked a little pale, but he looked like a god standing in the clouds. He took a breath, and there was an inexplicable sarcasm on his lips! "Kara!" With a crisp sound, the barrier formed by the three magic weapons was directly penetrated, and the thunderous sword light pierced away mercilessly as if it were indestructible. The next moment, the dazzling light enveloped Bai Duzi, and no one could clearly see the figure in the halo. People just saw that the dazzling light in the sky illuminated the entire sky, and the entire world was as bright as day. Tian Buyi breathed a sigh of relief. Only then did he realize that his right hand holding Chi Yan was dripping with sweat: "Fellow Taoists, let's all form a formation and rush out together!" As he roared, everyone started to move out. After waking up from the shock, he immediately pressed the magic formula and summoned the magic weapon, and he was about to break out with the crowd. The demon sect also came to their senses at the same time, screaming strangely and trying their best to block the counterattack of the righteous people. In the late night forest, the bright light emitted by countless magic weapons is now as bright as day. From the depths of the woods to the most intense open space, it seems that there are sharp and sharp lights flying everywhere. Under the colorful and beautiful light, they are constantly soaring. Bright red blood arose and sprayed on the trembling trees - it condensed into blood beads and dripped silently. There was a faint blush on Lu Xueqi's alluring face. She bit her lip tightly, and in the depths of her eyes, she reflected the figure in white fighting bloody battles high in the sky. The night wind blew across the cheeks, as if there was a hint of chill, but how could they hide the unspoken understanding between them? She suddenly turned around and let out a clear whistle, like the phoenix's cry for nine days, the sound was sweet and clear. Sword circles as blue as the sky and as clear as water shot out from the Tianya Divine Sword in her hand, passing through this mundane world like the gentle eyes of a beautiful woman. Several demon sect members dressed in black and surrounding her were forced to move away. She turned into a beam of electric blue light and shot into the darkness of the ancient forest. The next moment, countless blue sword rainbows bloomed quietly, screams and exclamations could be heard in the darkness, and the pressure of those on the right path suddenly disappeared. At the same moment, the brilliant light on the horizon dissipated. Bai Duzi was still standing, but there was a hint of confusion on his hideous and ugly face. He panted heavily, coughed softly, his lips trembled slightly, and he looked down at his chest. A huge hole suddenly appeared in that place. There was no blood, and there was nothing in the chest. All the internal organs, including blood and bones, were all burned up by the incredible sword light. He raised his eyes with difficulty, looked at Long Xuan in the distance, smiled miserably, sighed, and said: "It's amazing it's amazing I won't get up!" His head slowly hung down. , drooping in front of his chest, and then, his body seemed to have lost all strength and fell from the air! A generation of demon sect tycoons, hundreds of poisonous men, have fallen! The Ghost King of the Ghost King Sect and the Holy Nun who were standing on the ground looked serious and raised their heads to watch the battle. Even if the righteous men broke through, they did not stop them. "Hehe! I didn't expect that this old guy Bai Duzi, who has been cautious all his life, actually fell into this corner." The saint aunt sighed, and her words were full of gloating: "Now that old guy Bai Duzi is going crazy, you But there is trouble!" The Ghost King smiled coldly: "It was the disciples of Qingyun Sect who killed him, not me. Even if he wants to show off his face, is it possible that I, the Ghost King Sect, will still be afraid of him?" Shenggu shook his head and smiled. , looking at the four people who were fighting together in the sky again, he said calmly: "Xuan'er's Tongxuan Sword Dao, I don't know how he practiced it, it is simply unpredictable. It was Wan Jianyi who was there back then. He can't reach this level at his age, right?" The Ghost King nodded slightly, and just as he was about to speak, the roaring sounds in the distant sea became increasingly sad. He suddenly frowned, turned to the Holy Girl and said: "Do you feel that tonight is a bit weird?" The Holy Aunt raised her eyebrows and said with emotion: "You mean?" The Ghost King nodded and said: "It is said that every time that strange beast is born, the color of the world will change, and the color of the world will change. Because of the strong wind and rain, it is recorded in the classics that this thing is the mount of the God of Thunder." He looked at Long Xuan who was getting braver and braver in the air, and his expression gradually became serious: "Why is it so unlucky that it happened tonight?" "At this moment, then? The battle situation at high altitude has gradually become clear: Long Xuan has two swords in both hands, and an endless storm of sword energy erupts with every move of his hands. The air waves spread like a mountain torrent, and the vast and surging killing intent is like a wind knife and frost sword, making people unable to avoid it. Avoidable. Qinglong, Youji and Duanmu Ancestor, the three famous demon masters, could only barely maintain the situation under his sword, and their defeat would be inevitable sooner or later. The holy aunt frowned, pondered for a moment, and then said calmly: "Kui Niu is a big deal, let's make preparations first. If it is really born tonight" She said the next words in a very low voice, except for the Ghost King. People hear. The Ghost King nodded slightly, walked side by side with the Holy Aunt, turned around and walked away, no longer looking back at the people who were still fighting fiercely in the sky. In the sky, Qinglong and Youji stood in a perfect glyph shape, struggling to resist the endless sword energy coming from all directions. Their faces were tired, but they still did not dare to stop. The sword light like pouring rain surrounded them, They have no way to escape and can only passively respond. At this moment, a low roar seemed to come from the horizon, echoing throughout the world. Long Xuan's eyes were half closed, and the shadows of two swords that were half virtual and half real seemed to appear inside. The sword energy and lightning that filled the sky dissipated and shrank, like a giant dragon absorbing water, which was sucked into the two autumn water-like swords in his hands. On the edge of the sword. The two swords are slowly retracted and held in the hands. This is the starting position of the "Thunder Punishment" sword technique! Qinglong and the others suddenly felt a feeling of despair. They looked at the sword in Long Xuan's hand with awe-inspiring hearts. "Boom!" The thunder was like a giant hammer, shaking the sky and the world, as if the gods in the sky were also angry about it. The earth is shaking faintly, and the world is full of wind and rain! In this moment of lightning and flint, Long Xuan had already swung his two swords, and two strange and dreamy purple sword rainbows flashed across the sky. His mouth was slightly open, and he didn't know if he was shouting something. Just that little sound, all They were all submerged in the blazing thunder light brought by the two swords. "Kerala!" Above the sky, thunder reappeared! The entire sky was pierced by a bolt of lightning, and the light instantly illuminated the cold world. Ancestor Duanmu suddenly paused in his movements, his face almost lost the last trace of color, his eyes widened, the protective light on his body gradually dimmed, the wind and rain struck him like a knife, hitting his body and face with countless Water drops slid down his face. He opened his mouth and only made a sound of inhaling. Qinglong and Youji beside him were also stunned, staring blankly at the long and narrow sword mark between the eyebrows of Patriarch Duanmu. There was no blood, not a drop! The night wind blew again, and Ancestor Duanmu was shocked. His whole body felt like he was being shocked by electricity, and he seemed to finally react. He opened his mouth, and it seemed from his expression that he wanted to shout something loudly, but when the words reached his mouth, there was no sound. Lifting the right hand with difficulty??, as if he wanted to point at Long Xuan, but he only raised his hand halfway before it dropped heavily. At the same time, his cold, lifeless body fell. In mid-air, Long Xuan, standing in the clouds, was surrounded by thunder and sword energy. All the rain and strong winds avoided him. His face was pale, and he looked like a sword god from the sky. He looked at the mortals at his feet arrogantly, as if he was in control. determine their fate. Long Xuan had no intention of attacking them, but a smile slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth, helpless and cold: "You guys, let's go!" Qinglong and Youji could hardly believe their ears. They looked at each other and immediately looked towards Long Xuan! "You have lost all courage, and Long doesn't even bother to kill you." Long Xuan returned his swords to their sheaths, and his usually cold eyes showed a strange light: "So, for my uncle's sake, I will let you live today." , let¡¯s go!¡± PS: It¡¯s finally over. I¡¯ve always liked Qinglonghe Youji, but I always felt that they shouldn¡¯t die here so cowardly. So Xiao Xuanzi killed the two old monsters and let them go. I hope all book friends will stop complaining! Please give me votes, please give me rewards, please support me! Finally, Ukiyo would like to promote the Penguin Group: 19209780, hoping that brothers and sisters who like Sword Fairy can join in.