"Come on, if you can''t even pass my level, you''re not qualified to fight my master."


    Long Yi sincerely admired Yang Xuan''s strength.


    Although Liao Zhiwen''s accomplishments are good, compared with Yang Xuan, he is not a little worse.


    Not to mention Tianmo wing, Liao Zhiwen may not be able to bear the power of the sun.


    Purgatory, majoring in the soul, is powerful in spirit, but the flesh is a fatal defect.


    Ding MANSA, Zhang Tianfang and Cui Ping all know this, so they don''t pay attention to Liao Zhiwen.


    Let alone against Yang Xuan, even against Shanglong I, Liao Zhiwen has little chance of winning.


    "Well, well, very well. Listen to your tone, your master seems to be much better than you. Well, I''ll compete with him when I clean up you."


    Liao Zhiwen laughed angrily. He had decided to give long an unforgettable lesson one by one, and then beat Yang Xuan with absolute strength and trample him under his feet.


    "If you want to fight, hurry up. Don''t chirp like a woman. That will only make me look down on you."


    Long Yi swears.


    "Die!"


    Liao Zhiwen was furious and flew out with a clang of the ancient sword on his back.


    This is a 3-foot-7-inch sword. It''s simple and grand. You can see it''s not ordinary.


    When the sword came out, it immediately turned into a sword light. The speed was incredible. It came straight from the throat of Long Yi, fast and cruel.


    "Good sword skills!"


    Yang Xuan tilted his sword eyebrow and shouted, "dragon one, don''t underestimate the enemy."


    The art of defending the sword also exists in all heaven and all worlds, and there are not a few.


    However, most of the techniques of defending the sword are based on Yuan force and supplemented by spirit.


    As a pure alchemist like Liao Zhiwen, his sword defense technique is completely spiritual sword defense. He can''t help but hurt the enemy''s flesh and soul. It''s extremely terrible.


    "Ha ha, master, don''t worry. I can take this son without ten moves."


    Once the Dragon laughed, he directly waved his fist and broke thousands of methods.


    Boom!


    The fist and the ancient sword collided in an instant, and sparks broke out. The sound was deafening.


    With this blow, the dragon was as firm as a rock, and Liao Zhiwen''s ancient sword was shocked by a huge force. However, the sword was also extraordinary and did not hurt at all.


    "You are... A body refiner!"


    Liao Zhiwen recalls the ancient sword. His face is full of surprise. It seems that he didn''t expect long Yi''s body to be so strong that he can resist his sword.


    "You''re wrong. I''m not a body refiner."


    The Dragon shook his head and jumped up. The speed made the air explode a series of sounds.


    Although the dragon is impulsive, he is not stupid. He knows that the Alchemist is especially good at long-distance attacks. Once he gets close, his strength will be greatly reduced.


    "Die!"


    Liao Zhiwen''s face was cold and his clothes stirred up a terrible storm.


    This is a storm triggered by spiritual power. It is similar to Yang Xuan''s spiritual storm. Although its power is slightly weak, it can not be underestimated.


    As soon as long Yi entered the storm, it was like falling into a swamp, and his speed dropped sharply.


    "Break it for me!"


    He didn''t want to. He turned into a dragon directly. His strength and defense soared together. In an instant, he rushed out of the storm, killed in front of Liao Zhi''s tattoo, and hit him out with a powerful fist.


    Liao Zhiwen was shocked and hurried to resist with his sword. He heard a loud noise of "Dang". He was beaten upside down with his sword.


    "Vulnerable."


    The dragon stood in the air and did not pursue while winning. He just looked at Liao Zhiwen who flew out with disdainful eyes.


    Liao Zhiwen''s face turned white and his hair was scattered. He retreated seven or eight meters to stabilize his body. He was almost ready to burst out fire in his eyes.


    Although there was no injury in this fight, it was a great shame to be so embarrassed by people as the most outstanding disciple of Shenzong in recent years.


    "Why, you seem unconvinced?"


    Long Yi put his hands around his chest and looked at Liao Zhiwen provocatively.


    "Madman, I want you to destroy both form and spirit, thunder! Sword! Kill!"


    As soon as he said this, mu Lingxue couldn''t help changing his color, "Liao Zhiwen, you can''t!"


    Lei Jiansha is one of the seven unique skills of their Shenzong.


    For hundreds of years, many Shenzong disciples have amazing talents, but Liao Zhiwen is the only one who can practice Lei Jian to kill.


    This move pays attention to killing with one blow. The lethality is very terrible.


    Once you do it, it''s hard for anyone to stop it.


    Boom!


    At this moment, a huge thunder cloud appeared above Liao Zhiwen''s head. The prosperity of Guanghua made the world bright.


    "What happened?"


    "Go and have a look."


    On the holy mountain, many Shenzong disciples were shocked and rose one after another to guard the sword and came here to find out.


    At the same time, thousands of thunder and lightning have fallen in the thunder cloud.


    Thunder and lightning with thick and thin arms, dazzling light and amazing momentum, but in a flash, they poured into the ancient sword suspended in front of Liao Zhi''s tattoo.


    "Lead thunder into the sword and kill the enemy with the sword!"


    The surprised color on Yang Xuan''s face flashed by, and then he moved to longyi''s side and said to longyi, "step back."


    "Master, subordinates..."


    Long Yi wanted to talk and stopped. After all, he didn''t disobey Yang Xuan. He withdrew more than ten meters away.


    "You are a man who knows the goods. You know your men can''t stop me from killing with thunder sword."


    Liao Zhiwen smiled coldly and attracted more lightning from the thunder cloud. It was obvious that he wanted to defeat Yang Xuan at one stroke and not give him the chance to turn over.


    "Overestimate."


    Ding MANSA, Zhang Tianfang and Cui Ping all looked sarcastic.


    They are well aware of Yang Xuan''s power, but they don''t think Liao Zhiwen can defeat Yang Xuan.


    Now with such a big formation, I''m afraid I can''t even hurt Yang Xuan''s fur.


    "Cut!"


    At this time, Liao Zhiwen waved his big hand, and the ancient sword in front of him immediately broke through the air and rose to a lightning sword in the face of the storm.


    Boom!


    The lightning sword is as big as a mountain. The thunder is loud and earth shaking.


    "Be careful."


    Mu Lingxue exclaimed. After all, Yang Xuan is a guest, or the person invited by the supreme elder Wang tomorrow.


    If there''s something wrong here, it''s not easy for her to explain as a guide back to Shenzong.


    But she didn''t think about it carefully. It''s not far from Shenzong, but up to now, Wang tomorrow has never said anything to stop it. Its purpose is self-evident. It''s to explore the depth of Yang Xuan with the help of Liao Zhiwen.


    Yang Xuan is a man for two generations, which is clear.


    He did not use all his strength, but raised a flesh and blood palm to resist the huge thunder sword falling in the air.


    This scene was seen by many Shenzong disciples who came to see it. They all thought that Yang Xuan was hitting a stone with an egg and killing himself.


    Flesh and blood, it''s a pity that their God clan''s unique skill of thunder sword killing is either kicked by the donkey in the brain or they have great confidence in their physical strength.


    Whether the former or the latter, there is only one end, that is, it turns into fly ash under the lightning sword.