Chapter 349: Jian Yu! Denon! The sky is up!

Qian Yuzao's eyes were drooping, and it seemed that she hadn't heard the tongueless voice transmission, but her eyes had changed when she looked at the ground, and in her charming eyes, killing intent appeared.
tread!
Guhu Meimei took a step forward, her body flapped like a falcon, and when she flew away from a tall building, she transformed into a huge bird, hovering over the tall building with its wings spread out. , Ignited a billowing demon, blocking the scorching sun and the darkness, as if covering the entire sky.
Feng Youyou drooped her hands, palms into her sleeves, and a faint sound of dragon chants emanated from her body, accompanied by strands of scattered thunder sounds, seemingly undetectable.
No tongue, white hair, no wind, automatic robe hunting.
Several land immortals were ready to go, and they happened to surround the barbarian sword sage Du Heiyan to the left and right and behind them, with Mei Mei on top of his head. But it was not Chen Xinglie who stood at the forefront of Du Heiyan first, but the drunk dragon Taoist who flew up to the tall building and said that he would protect Chen Xinglie.
The first shot was also the Taoist Drunken Dragon.
"Sword up!"
The Taoist Drunkard yelled violently, pinched the sword art in his hand, and violently waved his arm, the index and middle fingers that were close together pointed towards the vast sky.
A beam of sword light rose into the sky.
The old dragon-patterned ancient sword that was inserted on the front floor of the Drunken Dragon Taoist flew out at the sound, and followed the sword light to shoot high into the sky, as if cutting through the lake, piercing through the billowing Gu Huo Meimei burned in the sky. Demon.
this moment.
The barbarian sword sage Du Heiyan was surrounded by land gods on the front, back, left, and right, as well as above his head. Although there are no land immortals hidden in the mud under his feet, there is a layer of brilliant formations that emerges from the ground.
Nanming Lihuo Great Array!
The flames burst.
The high temperature intensified in the blink of an eye, and it actually burned the bluestone floor of Chen Mansion to the beginning of redness, and it was very soft when stepped on it, as if accidentally, it would break the bluestone and fall into the endless sea of ​​fire below.
The big formation is controlled by Zhao Yumeng.
As early as when Chen Xinglie's eyes turned cold, Zhao Yumeng had placed the dragon scales that made the formations aside, interrupted the refining, and directly participated in the battle against Du Heiyan.
Ordinary martial arts masters refining secret treasures cannot be interrupted or even harassed.
Zhao Yumeng is not only able to do one mind and two purposes, he can chat with Chen Xinglie when he is refining the formation diagram, and he can even suspend the refining at any time, rest for a while, and then refining, without being affected by such refining alone. The method is the only one in the world, but Zhao Yumeng never reveals these skills. If it weren't for Chen Xinglie to fool her to refine the formation map, even the Tushan Sect Sect Master Lin Daoyuan who is standing in the messy banquet now does not know that Zhao Yumeng is actually refining tools. One way, there is such an accomplishment.
"Sword falls!"
A loud shout came from a tall building.
Immediately after.
The countless sword qi in the sky, like a meteor shower, fell rapidly, and cut the sky and the dark curtain composed of the billowing demon qi ignited by Gu Hou Meimei, splitting cracks.
The sunlight shed from the cracks, like beams of light, and in these beams of light, the sword energy of the ancient sword of the dragon pattern of the Lingxiao Sword Sect rolled in like a tide, making a hissing sound of cracking in the sky.
This is the swordsman in the sky, the most powerful method of kendo: Jianyu!
Thousands of swords and thousands of swords are frozen in the air, falling like rain, covering the sky and the earth, and permeating.
Until this moment.
The Drunken Dragon Dao talents unreservedly displayed the true strength of his High Sky Sword Head.
All the people in the mansion saw in the eyes were sword light, and all they heard was the sound of sword energy breaking through the air. The sword's edge was still in the air, and everyone felt a pain from the flesh.
The sword rain has not arrived, the power has fallen!
The Taoist Drunk Dragon stood a few steps away from the railing in front of Chen Xinglie, standing in the air, his sword tactics pointed at the barbarian sword sage Du Heiyan suddenly,? At the same time, he said loudly: "If the road of humane practice can be created, it will be a great blessing for all living beings in the world. Poor and talented, I would like to be the of Master Chen!"
Roar!
Suddenly the dragon chants sounded, overlapping and whistling, originating from the two windy sleeves, with nine dragon chants on each side.
Tianlong Eighteen Tones!
This is the supreme magic method of Sky Patching Demon Sect.
As soon as this sound was heard, everyone around him was shaken, even the land gods were no exception.
Just as the sword was raining, Qian Yuzao's eyes condensed when Long Yin first started, and she turned to Du Heiyan and knelt down suddenly!
Her worship was not to worship Du Heiyan, the sword sage of the barbarian clan, but to display the strongest means of attack and kill Du Heiyan in one fell swoop while many land immortals flanked Du Heiyan.
Chen Xinglie had an impression of this kind of kneeling method in his memory, and he didn't think it was too surprised. He just observed carefully and tried to see if Qian Yuzao's trick was different from what he remembered.
The person who really knows Qian Yuzao's trick is the old tongueless. The old was seriously injured because he was injured by Qian Yuzao's trick.
But now, Qian Yuzao is actually fighting against the Barbarian Sword Saint.
The tongueless old had to join hands with the old witch, and while Qian Yuzao knelt down to attract Du Heiyan's attention, the tongueless palm turned over and an embroidery needle appeared on his fingertips.
"The sky is up!"
Qian Yuzao uttered a low tone, and his forehead had touched the ground before he said the next sentence: "Fox death head mound!"
immediately.
In front of Qian Yuzao, a crescent moon appeared, like a sickle, slashing towards Nadu Heiyan.
In the Chen Mansion, the light is masterful.
The Taoist Drunken Dragon's sword art is strong, but it attracts the sun to shine everywhere, Qian Yuzao's round of meniscus, but like the night sky and the moon, it was picked off abruptly, and it was brought into this mansion and turned into a sharp blade.
No tongue pierced the embroidery needle at this moment.
The power of several land immortals is undoubtedly obvious. Although several people are targeting Du Heiyan, the remaining power that can be dissipated has made everyone in the mansion feel the endless pressure. Wu'an Hou Bai Zhanji and Yulin army master Chang Sheng and other martial arts masters, also Can stabilize the mind, those civil servants have inferior martial arts cultivation, each of them was shocked to be limp, and they couldn't even stand firmly.
Gongsun Xuanji was very old, and he didn't have any martial arts cultivation level. He almost fainted and died. Fortunately, Qin Wannian had fast eyes and hands. He held Gongsun Xuanji for the first time, and actually put his palm behind the old man's back and poured his martial arts blood. Only then did Gongsun Xuanji's life hang.
Standing on top of a tall building, Chen Xinglie was naturally affected. Fortunately, he had been mentally prepared for everyone's methods, and even knew the way to crack it. He secretly recited in his heart the mantra of "True Explanation of Washing the Sword in the World" in advance to stabilize. With Jianxin, he maintained his unaffected appearance, otherwise he would make a fool of himself.
But even so.
Chen Xinglie still felt a sweet smell in his mouth.
Just because the lungs are oppressed by the martial arts of the terrestrial gods, they are damaged and bleeding!
"This...is the real power of land immortals in the world of martial arts?"
Chen Xinglie closed his lips tightly, and forcibly suppressed the smell of blood in his mouth.