He failed to give in and blocked all the Tianshui sword technique that Lin Yun used in mid-air.

"sword!"

"sword!"

The two of them retreated after a thunderous attack, almost in a sympathetic manner, and their swords were thrown out of their hands.

With the blessing of various martial wills, the two swords were in the air, as if there were still people manipulating them.

Mars flew everywhere, and the sword light shone like daylight.

"The Holy Body of Thunder!"

"The Holy Body of Canglong!"

The two fought in close combat, each exerting their holy bodies, and at the same time using a set of boxing techniques to bombard them with extremely violent means.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

After ten fists, the sound of the punch lights collided in everyone's ears like thunder.

Each punch was made, a crack appeared on the ground. At the end, the fist lights of the two men were blowing out became slower and slower.

It is so slow that it is almost as slow as ant snails.

However, the air waves generated by the explosion of the fist have exceeded one wave after another, and even the attic has been affected.

Whoosh!

The Holy Lord of Tianchi pinched a handprint, and the pavilions hanging in the air of each sect took several steps back towards the rear.

boom!

After another punch, the light destroyed the world, and the barrier covering the Feitian Battle Platform was shattered.

Without the protection of the barrier, the aftermath storms swept across the world and turned into a terrifying storm.

There was an uproar at the scene, and everyone was shocked and ignorant. It was unimaginable that the two would fight to such a situation.

"Come on the sword!"

"Come on the sword!"

The two of them shouted, and the holy sword that was fighting in the air turned into a shocking gust and flew into the master's hands.

Heaven is thirty-six!

But after all, Lin Yun was one step faster. He had a close relationship with the Burial Flower, and the tacit understanding was far from the same person.

With a sword, the masked man's sword move had just been used.

clang!

This sword shattered the opponent's sword force and then picked up the holy sword in his hand. Huang Xuanyi retreated quickly, but he still swept his mask with a trace of light.

A crack appeared on the ancient mask, and the next moment, the mask exploded with a bang.

A handsome and flawless face appeared in everyone's vision.

When everyone saw their faces clearly, they were shocked and could not speak at all, so they jumped up.

How is this possible!

Everyone knows this person!

Not to mention the ancient domain of the desert, even in the entire Eastern Wilderness, no one does not know his existence.

"What's going on?"

Sitting in the middle and having been calm and composed, the face of the Holy Lord of Tianchi changed completely. How could it be him?
Chapter completed!