When the sun is covered by dark clouds, when the sky begins to fall, when the celestial phenomena of a city move due to a person...

Only then did everyone know that everything just now was foreplay.

This is the time when the protagonist appears.

The wind media of major forces are already crazy.

They thought it was an ordinary local battle in the martial arts world, but they did not expect that it would involve a duel between two innate masters.

What's this?

This is a big diamond that I ate from eating melons!

"The innate master, the celestial phenomena move with one thought. The so-called gods who call the wind and rain are nothing more than this?"

"I didn't expect that I, Mr. Gou, would be lucky enough to see the battle of the innate Grandmaster!"

"Mad, with this first-hand news, if the supervisor doesn't pay the salary, I will change my boss!"

"It's thundering, it's raining to collect your clothes!"

"Don't eat my wife, come out and see the gods!"

...

Two figures faced each other in the air, and their momentum exploded into the void.

Behind one person is the drizzle, behind the other is the drizzle of snow. The two different celestial phenomena are so clearly distinguished.

Only the sun on his head shrank his head aggrievedly.

With two innate masters fighting on the top, the battle below becomes boring.

No matter how dare the people from Chongshan Sect dare to act rashly, they finally know who the father standing behind the Blue Cat Boss is.

They even felt a little aggrieved, thinking that the third elder had died in vain.

You have such a big backer, you'll say it earlier!

I have to make some inexplicable small names, both hostages and cheat, so why do I make ten promises?

This made them think they were a big bad wolf and bullying the little sheep.

The result was good. The little lamb turned around and changed, calling a tiger from behind, not counting, but howling and calling a giant dragon.

Isn’t this bullying honest people?

Jiang Shang didn't care about the idea of ​​Chongshan Sect. He reached out to take a little snow falling from the sky and found that it was cold. He rubbed his fingers and turned into ice water.

It's really the same as falling snow.

This was the first time he saw Yuan Gandad take full advantage. If he didn't make a sound, he would make a big splash.

This sunny and heavy snow is the best proof of his strength.

It is the realm of whom the three innate realms are divided into.

There is such a big difference in one realm!

wrong!

Empiricism kills people.

Although they are all innate, whoever stipulates that this state is a small state can't be a big state.

He thought that a realm was one level different, but now it seems that a realm was more than ten levels different.

It is no wonder that innate warriors are common, but once they break through the Qi and transform into gods, they can be granted the imperial imperial title and become the title of Wuzong.

It is because the gap between the two is too big.

Otherwise, the imperial court's title would not be so easy to give.

The knowledge you get from paper is always shallow, and you must practice it yourself to know it.

Jiang Shang found that what he saw and heard in just one day was enough for him to digest for a while.

Just then.

An angry shout came from Jiang Shang's ear:

"Swallow the sky!"

It's that guy named Jue Wuxiang.

Jiang Shang's eyes moved and he saw that the originally cloudy and mist-covered Wuzong battlefield seemed to suddenly appear in a huge abyss mouth.

All the clouds and mists transformed by the sword move of Chief Lin were swallowed by this huge mouth.

The clouds and mist gradually became thinner, revealing two figures standing and kneeling inside.

When the clouds and mist completely dissipated, I saw that the person standing was Jue Wuxiang, and the person kneeling was naturally the head of Liuyun Wuzong.

He looked quite miserable at this moment, bleeding from his seven orifices, and his long and soft hair seemed to have lost the nourishment of rain. He was dry and dull, and had a hint of withering.

He stood on a broken sword, half kneeled on the ground, looked up at Jue Wuxiang, grinned, revealing his bloody gums.

"Is this your real strength?"

Although Jue Wuxiang stood up, he didn't feel very comfortable looking at his expression.

His face was filled with blood, and a blue-white color changed, and his eyes were covered with blood, as if he had not rested for three days and three nights, and there were many slight blood marks all over his body.

He had a horizontal knife in his hand, with a straight body, no curve, and a single-sided blade, which looked quite light.

"You can be considered dead if you can force me to use this trick to swallow the sky."

Jue Wuxiang took a deep breath to calm the boiling blood.

This trick of swallowing the sky is the unique skill of sword art, which is the unique skill he took away from the Divine Sword Sect when he left the Divine Sword Sect.

He could only barely grasp it under the guidance of his master, and every use was a huge burden on him.

"Swallow the sky?"

Thinking of the nothingness that seemed to be devouring everything, Lin Yuntu's eyes lit up.

"This is the unique skill you stole from the Divine Sword Sect in the rumor. It's really powerful, I'm not as good as that."

"Ha ha!!!"

A blood foam suddenly surged from the corner of Lin Yuntu's mouth, dyeing her clothes red.

"Ten years, ten years!"

Lin Yuntu glared at her eyes and fell to the sky.

"Sect Master!"

"Sect Master!!"

When the Chongshan Sect saw the leader fall down, he hurriedly surrounded him and shouted sadly.

Lin Yuntu had the last trace of consciousness left. Hearing the call, he tried hard to open his eyes and looked at the familiar faces surrounding him.

He pulled the corner of his mouth, trying to reach out and grab something, murmured:

"I'm sorry to you, run away... and run away."

After saying that, his hands were hit hard, without a trace of breath.

Seeing this, two disciples of Chongshan Sect glared at Jue Wuxiang, drew their swords and stabbed them:

"Dog thief!"

"I want to avenge the head!"

The sword light is bright and the sword shadow is floating, like birds flying between mountains passing through the clouds and fog, but there is murderous intent in the beauty.

These two people were able to break through the innate world, and they all depended on the guidance of the leader, which was a deep affection.

Seeing the head of the sect die at this moment, even if he knows that he is not an opponent, he will inevitably be blinded.

The impulsive end has never been very good.

"Overbial ability!"

Although Jue Wuxiang suffered some injuries, it was not something that only two innate warriors could deal with.

Just as he turned his blade, he saw a strong wind blowing. The sword light pressed down, like the sky falling, full of oppression.

What kind of clouds and fogs and beauty have all turned into willow catkins in the strong wind, and even the only way to protect themselves is to do it.

"Stay someone under the knife!"

"don't want!"

On the other hand, the remaining two elders and three disciples of the Chongshan Sect hurriedly drew their swords to stop them.

The head of the sect is dead, and they can't bear any more price.

But Wuxiang can't listen to them.

He just made a sharper sword, but he even shrouded everyone in Chongshan Sect.

"Form a formation!"

"Seven-Star Sword Formation!"

As one of the three major sects of Fufeng Mansion, the Chongshan Sect is not without a way to deal with the title of Wuzong.

After all, they cannot guarantee that the title of Wuzong appears in every generation of sects, and they also have to maintain the names of the three major sects, so a formation that can gather the power of many people came into being.

The seven swords combined and the sword light turned into a sword, which blocked Jue Wuxiang's sword.

Jue Wuxiang sneered and was about to shoot the knife again.
Chapter completed!