Sword ancestor

Chapter 97 Divine Power
The three-color palms burned with divine flames, and the air cracked inch by inch, and the void in front of the big hands instantly fell into a vacuum world.

hum-

The air trembled, and the figures of the old man and Qi Tian appeared.

"Little brat of the Gu family, you just want to capture me, I'm a little tender, go home and nurse!"

The old man sneered, his figure shook, his whole body was like a heavy road, a wave of momentum rose up, and in the void, there was a sound of wind whistling out of thin air.

A blue divine wind enveloped the two of them, and the next moment, the divine wind roared out, the vacuum world was shattered, the three-color big hand was also cracked, and divine flames splashed everywhere.

Not far away, there were also several tyrannical Taoist forces rising, but the old man's speed was too fast. After a few breaths, the divine wind dissipated, and there was a shrill wind howling in the fairy city, and some Taoists were caught off guard , falling from the void, broken tendons and bones.

After getting out of the south city gate, the old man fell to the ground, and he didn't dare to violate the taboos of the fairy city, and he was already dead.

After getting off the ladder, the old man pulled Qi Tian up again and ran towards the ancient mountain range in the distance. After a while, Qi Tian saw the sky behind him, and dozens of bright divine lights rose towards the direction of the two of them. rushed to.

The air was almost distorted, Qi Tian looked at the sky in all directions, and it almost condensed into one. The old man broke through the sound barrier, and it was already difficult for the naked eye to catch it.

The next moment, in Qi Tian's eyes, two Tai Chi sword diagrams manifested and slowly rotated. The void in front of him suddenly became clear again.

Seemingly aware of the change in Qi Tian, ​​the old man glanced at him with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Little brother, why don't you give them a taste, the Sanyang Dao body of the ancient Xiandao family, Huangfu Mingri of the Huangfu family, the elder of the Feng family, and the disciples of Zixiao Tiangong, these are all extraordinary people."

Qi Tian was silent, he raised the God Splitting Bow, and the two golden dragons made a high-pitched roar, even though the old man broke the sound barrier, it still spread far away.

Above the sky, several fairy chariots trembled together, and the body of the strange beast pulling the chariot trembled wildly, and almost fell down in an instant.

"It really is a good bow!"

The old man admired, his footwork continued, and the ancient mountains in the distance were far away.

"No, what kind of bow is that! It actually contains dragon energy!"

"Dragon Qi Tibetan Bow, this is a rare treasure!"

The Taoists above the sky exclaimed, at the front, these are the immortal chariots of some great forces, headed by the Sanyang Dao body of the ancient family, several disciples of Zixiao Tiangong control the cloud light, relying on the immortal chariot and cloud light, The speed of these people almost broke the sound barrier, even if they couldn't catch up with the old man and Qi Tian, ​​they were not pulled too far away in a short time.

But at this moment, Qi Tian opened his bow, and the God Splitting Bow revealed dragon energy, which immediately alarmed many people.

The bow was opened three points, and the golden illusory flame was burning on the God Splitting Bow. Even the old man who was holding onto Qi Tian had a hint of fear in his eyes at this moment.

Boom——

The divine arrow was like a rainbow, burning with golden divine flames, and a terrifying air of consciousness collapsed into the distance, and the imaginary flames enveloped the void. Some Taoists couldn't bear it, and descended into the sky one after another.

This arrow was aimed at the golden chariot, the ancient Sanyang Dao body.

"presumptuous!"

In the fairy chariot, the three-color divine flames were scorching, and suddenly rose several feet. The entire fairy chariot seemed to turn into a three-color divine sun. The red flames of the two phoenix birds rose, and the surrounding tens of feet of air shattered, completely turning into a vacuum world.

hold head high--

The divine arrow left the string, giving birth to the sound of dragon chant, and the golden Changhong instantly sank into the vacuum world and into the fairy chariot.

chirp——

The two phoenixes cried out in mourning, the red flames on their bodies dissipated, and fell towards the ground. There was also a muffled hum from the fairy chariot, and the three-color divine flames disappeared.

"Little Lord!"

On both sides of the fairy chariot, the void distorted, and two middle-aged Taoists drilled out. They shot two divine lights respectively. Clouds condensed under the fairy chariot and lifted it up again.

"Sanyang Dao Body was actually shot down!"

"A strange treasure, that bow is definitely a strange treasure, the three-yang Taoist body, it is rumored that it has entered the seventh heaven of the clouds, and the three-yang divine flame can burn even the Taoist consciousness, but it can't stop this arrow.

Boom——

Boom——

The Divine Bow of Qi Tian Lie opened in succession, each arrow opened three points, and the divine bow gave birth to dragon chants. Some strange beasts could no longer bear it, and dragged the fairy chariot down into the void. There are countless Taoist artifacts coming, the Tao is majestic, and the blue waves, mountains and rivers rush in together, surpassing the sound barrier in an instant, and descending behind Qi Tian and the other two.

"Little brother, continue to shoot, this little Taoist weapon can't help the old man."

The old man waved his big hand repeatedly, and the cyan divine wind condensed and turned into huge wind blades tens of feet wide. The wind blades smashed into the air, cutting out a series of vacuum knife marks. , Countless wind blades slashed, and countless cracks were cut out.

Boom——

Boom——

Qi Tian opened his bow again, and several long rainbows pierced the sky. These Taoists suddenly let out a miserable cry and fell into the void.

"Boy is so brave!"

In the distance, an elder of the Feng family was frightened and angry. The Feng family of Immortal Dao is an ancient inheritance. It also gradually slowed down.

"This divine bow actually kills consciousness!"

At this moment, there are less than [-] Taoists left in the sky, and all of them are shocked. Although the divine bow that can kill the consciousness is not as good as the news of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, it can also be said to be It was a windfall.

But soon, everyone discovered that Qi Tian opened his bow again and again, and the God Splitting Bow pursued the breath of consciousness. Once it was blocked, there was no way to avoid it.

In front of the golden chariot, two ancient patriarchs waved their hands to shatter the divine arrows. Their cultivation was profound and their Dao knowledge was unbelievably strong. At this moment, protecting the chariot, they also broke the sound barrier and faintly reached the front of the crowd.

In the void, the old man sneered: "In this way, I can catch up with the old man, and the old man should have died in the mountain of corpses and blood."

After finishing speaking, he shot out dozens of cyan spirit stones in a row, each of which had a spirit glow, and it was dozens of medium-grade spirit stones. From above, Qi Tian sensed a breath of Xunfeng.

Dozens of spirit stones were driven into the void by the old Taoist, and they all disappeared. Immediately, when Qi Tian looked again, there were no figures of Taoists behind him. It was clearly a vast and endless mountain range. The aura of vicissitudes is extremely ancient, that is, Qi Tianmu sees through the divine light, and the Tai Chi sword map breaks through the illusory, and still cannot see through this mountain range, as if it really existed, as if the previous battle was the real illusion.

His eyes fluctuated. At this moment, the old man had rushed into an ancient mountain range. His speed was getting faster and faster. In the end, even if his eyes were pierced by divine light, he could not clearly see the sky in all directions, the ground under his feet, and the wind whistling in his ears. The sound was even more depressing, and the body and the sword trembled a little.

After two full hours, the old man landed on the top of an ancient mountain.

"It finally came out," the old man said with a sigh of relief, and sneered. "A group of hypocrites also want to get something out of the old man. The old man is not a three-year-old urchin, so easy to fool."

"senior!"

The old man looked at Qi Tian, ​​then landed on the Splitting God Bow in his hand, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect this bow to be so powerful in your hands. It seems that this bow should be in your hands."

Hearing what the old man said, he clearly saw the mystery of this bow at a glance, which made Qi Tian feel even more extraordinary about the old man.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, that piece of golden blood exudes a hazy golden light, and the Taiji sword diagram seems to be infected. The 49 swords of consciousness are more pure, almost transparent, with a layer of flawless golden jade light.

Qi Tian had some guesses in his mind, but it was simply unimaginable, and he wanted to speak as soon as he thought about it.

"careful!"

Suddenly, the old man grabbed him and broke the sound barrier in an instant. At this moment, Qi Tian only felt an astonishing sharpness passing by, and the unparalleled icy sword force almost froze his sword consciousness.

"kendo!"

Qi Tian exclaimed, he clearly sensed the sharpness just now, and what surprised him even more was that from that sharpness, he sensed a trace of familiar aura, which was different from Yunfei and Mingjian Taoist, Closer to his innate sword energy.

Moreover, as a Xiantian sword body, Qi Tian can be sure that the opponent is definitely not a Xiantian sword body.

Facing the void, Qi Tian looked towards the top of an ancient mountain not far away.

It was a purple mountain, and the ordinary and rare amethyst almost condensed into a mountain peak. On the top of the purple mountain, a slender figure stood on it.

As soon as he looked over, Qi Tian felt a great tremor in his heart, that cold sharp air came along with the trend and crushed into his sword body, but the sharp edge of the sword body crushed it, and soon crushed it devour.

At this time, the old man's face was a little ugly, as if he was extremely unwilling to see this person.

After a few breaths, the figure just turned around, and Qi Tian saw clearly that it was a young swordsman, with a white shirt like snow, black hair like ink, scattered on his shoulders, the young man stood on the peak, the white shirt was blowing in the wind Looking at Qi Tian and the two at this moment, his sword eyebrows were slightly frowned, but his eyes were extremely quiet, like a ten thousand-year ice cave, revealing a sense of indifference.

The young man put his left hand behind his back, and pointed the snow-colored Dao sword obliquely at his side with his right hand. He seemed to sense something at this moment, and the snow-colored Dao sword hummed, revealing a cold white sword light.

"Golden blood, give it to me."

The young man cherishes his words like gold, and his tone is blunt, but there is an undeniable force. From his body, an icy sword force permeates. Behind him, thousands of snow plums manifest, and an ice peak hangs down. The cold air invaded the purple mountain, and a layer of frost spread on the top of the purple mountain.

"Ximen Snow!"

The old man snorted coldly, and his face became even more ugly. (Recommendation votes are a bit short, all swordsmen who have collected them, please vote for a few more!)
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