Under the clear blue sky, the swirling clouds were filled with a suffocating atmosphere.

The two Divine Wandering Realm warriors, a man and a woman, both retreated hundreds of steps, putting some distance between themselves and Gong Yangmu.

Gong Yangmu and the immortal Zi Yao stood in the air, like gods walking out of mythology.

Soon, a strong wind blew up, and on the long sword in the hand of the old immortal Zi Yao, wisps of sword energy flowed, as if stars were inlaid in it. This sword was called "Broken Star" and was obtained from a relic. It accompanied him in his travels through the nine provinces.

In contrast, Gong Yangmu's pair of eyes shone with cold light, like a deep and mysterious pool. Wherever his gaze reached, even the air seemed to freeze.

Suddenly, the old immortal Zi Yao took the lead in attacking. His body turned into a stream of light and rushed towards Gong Yang Mu like lightning.

In an instant, the "Broken Star" in his hand burst out with an extremely bright light, and a sword aura that was a hundred feet long bloomed. The sword energy was so powerful that wherever it passed, the space could not withstand the sharp sword intent.

A swordsman from Kunwu Mountain, famous for his bold and powerful sword techniques.

The long sword comes out with boundless killing power.

In such a situation, for the old immortal Zi Yao, his only chance to win is to severely injure Gong Yang Mu with the fastest and most powerful sword.

As for killing the opponent
The gap between the eighth-grade Martial Master and the Divine Wandering Realm cannot be bridged by any sword skills or magical powers.

Seeing this, Gong Yangmu slowly raised a cruel sneer at the corner of his mouth, and then threw the long sword in his hand fiercely, and quickly formed seals with both hands. The blood-colored runes on the sword body shone brightly, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into thousands of identical blood-killing sword shadows, each of which exuded a pungent bloody smell, covering Shen Yifeng like a sky-blocking sun. The torrent formed by the sword shadows was like a blood-red sky, with a devastating momentum, covering the sword aura that was still attacking in front of him.

Just as the two sword lights were about to collide, a slight arc appeared on the corner of Zi Yao's mouth, and then his eyes focused, the sword techniques in his hands kept changing, and his body moved in the air. White sword flowers suddenly bloomed on the "broken stars" that flew out, and each sword flower turned into a small vortex of sword energy, facing the overwhelming bloody sword shadow.

For a moment, sword lights intersected, and sword energy spanned thousands of miles. Violent roars echoed over the entire Jingzhou city, as if a god was beating a drum in the sky. The powerful rays of light that bloomed contained endless sword energy storms, driving the surrounding power of heaven and earth, turning into countless whirlwinds that raged on.

Several isolated peaks far away from Jingzhou City were suddenly cut off by the sharp sword energy, and countless pieces of gravel were crushed into powder by the powerful force and scattered in the wind.

"sulfuric acid!!!"

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound of a sword.

A sword flower bloomed silently beside Gong Yangmu's ear, and along with a flash of bloody sword, a blood mark suddenly appeared on the fair face.

At this moment, murderous intent was pouring out of Gong Yangmu's eyes like crazy waves.

He let out a loud shout and his figure suddenly disappeared into the void. The next moment, he stretched out his hands from the void and directly grasped the blood-red sword that was spinning in the air. He poured all his spiritual power into it, tore through the void, and stabbed towards the Immortal Zi Yao.

A martial artist in the Divine Wandering Realm was actually injured on the cheek by an eighth-grade sword cultivator. Although he was also suspected of underestimating the enemy,
"Yao Jianxian, you have successfully aroused the murderous intent in my heart."

Gong Yangmu shouted coldly, and wherever the sword passed, the space twisted and deformed, and a blood-red sword slashed out, and there seemed to be countless wronged souls screaming in the sword, trying to break through the shackles of heaven and earth and drag all living things into the endless abyss. Zi Yao, the old immortal, looked solemn, and in an instant, he completely poured out the sword intent that had been nurtured in his body for a hundred years.

An extremely bright green light suddenly condensed into a seven-star light array between his eyebrows, and a mysterious sword intent suddenly burst out from the light array. The surrounding space trembled violently with the appearance of this sword intent.

The next moment, two peerless sword lights exploded above the sky, and the whole world seemed to stop at this moment, followed by a deafening roar.

The loud noise was like a huge bell that tore through the chaos, spreading out in all directions with the Immortal Zi Yao as the center.

A strong light burst out instantly, illuminating the entire sky. The violent sword intent flattened everything around the lonely peak. Half of the peak was cut off, and the remaining part was covered with crisscrossing cracks and was crumbling. The surrounding mountains and forests were uprooted, and the trees, soil and rocks were mixed into a ball in the storm, unable to be distinguished from each other, and flew in all directions as if the end of the world had come.

After a long time, the light gradually dissipated, and only a figure stood proudly under the sky.

His eyes are extremely cold
At the same time, the unkempt old man's arms had been annihilated in the sharp sword light, and his broken body slowly fell towards the bottom of Jingzhou City in the center of the storm!
"Old Sword Immortal!!!"

Fang Lan roared, but found that he could not make any sound at this moment. All the strength in his body seemed to be drained away by some force. His heart fell rapidly along with the falling body of Zi Yao the Immortal.
"Kunwu Mountain deserves respect!"

In Jingzhou City, everyone's heart began to fall to the bottom with the fall of the remnants of the immortal Zi Yao.

At this moment, a familiar smell and a familiar sound gently floated over the entire Jingzhou city.

Still the same cool and handsome face, the same long gown as white as snow.
"Daqian is really a good trick."

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Behind Fang Xuan, there was a brilliant and overwhelming light surging. He looked at the remains of the old immortal Zi Yao, which was still slowly falling, from afar.

In the space, a dazzling light flashed, and Zhao Chuanxiong appeared from the void, caught the immortal Zi Yao, and drew this spiritual power, injecting it into the body of the immortal Zi Yao.

Below, there was also a riot at this moment. Countless people looked at Fang Xuan who appeared at this moment, and their faces were filled with ecstasy.
Fang Xuan.

The gods of Jingzhou,
finally come!

Ziyao, the old immortal who was saved by Zhao Chuanxiong, opened his eyes weakly and looked at Fang Xuan from afar, with an unconcealed surprise and a hint of expectation in his heart.
The Changliu martial arts test is over.
How is the result?

In the sky, Fang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Immortal Zi Yao was not dead. He then turned his gaze to the three people under the sky.

With a hint of anger in his indifferent eyes, he said: "Warfare is the art of deception.

I am not surprised that Li Yixuan was able to make such an arrangement.

But, I am angry!
You three must die today!" (End of this chapter)

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