Under the sudden surge in power of the Dao attack, the combined defensive Dao of the group of special combat team players was also exploded, allowing the attack to wash directly into their bodies. And even if each of them had a very strong defense and a very high strength, they still couldn't withstand such an attack, and after holding on for a while, they turned into white light and died.

And taking advantage of this opportunity, Ziyang has already rushed into the player group.

When rushing into the group of players, Ziyang raised the Ten Thousand Purple Sword in his hand, drove the Cold Star Sword under his feet and rushed forward, quickly came to a player, and then swung his sword and slashed through, directly cutting the player in two. After Ziyang killed this person, he continued to move forward with his sword, and when the vertical sword flew in front of another player, it was a horizontal sword that slashed out, directly cutting the opponent in two, and then turning into white light. Then the sword flew forward and flew away.

Ziyang swords galloping, is flying in the crowd, constantly harvesting the lives of players. When he swings his sword to kill the player, his left hand continues to be behind his back, as if he is probing to invite the other person, rather than killing someone. It makes people feel ethereal and weird, and at the same time, it is full of blood.

These players use flying swords to attack the enemy, and naturally they all fall on the ground at the bottom of the river, and breathe with the water protection equipment on their bodies. In this way, the speed is naturally not as fast as Ziyang, who controls the flying sword, even if he wants to escape, it is too late. Seeing the situation, some players hurriedly launched defensive Dao methods to resist Ziyang's melee attacks. It's just that the Ten Thousand Purple Sword in Ziyang's hand is powerful, and he can cut out many swords in a row with a wave of his hand, which also makes the defense of these players quickly decrease. In addition to Ziyang's hand, the Ten Thousand Purple Swords also differentiated from time to time into a sky of sword light attacks, forming six flying swords that sometimes converged and sometimes scattered. Being hit by the sword light in the sky, the speed at which the defensive Dao method was shattered was even faster.

It was just a time to dodge, Ziyang had already broken the opponent's defensive Dao method, and then the flying sword slashed through, asking for the opponent's life. Moreover, Ziyang did not stay in one place for too long, but galloped through the crowd with the mobility of the flying sword, flew to various places in the crowd, and slaughtered the Confucian players, making everyone present in danger, and even more chaotic, where is there any formation at all.

"Hurry up and get on the flying sword, give me the flying sword!"

Seeing that the players under his command were given the advantage of speed by Ziyang because they did not control the flying sword, Xuanlu hurriedly ordered the players under him to get on the flying sword.

When the players under his command heard this, Pan Ran woke up, and they all raised their sword lights to avoid Ziyang. It's just that in this way, their speed is indeed there, but it is missing the flying sword defense. There is one less way to resist Ziyang.

Seeing that all the players in the audience jumped on the flying sword, Ziyang did not retreat but advanced, raised his hand to the sky again, and there was another starlight descending on the river, falling on his body and the flying sword under his feet. And as the starlight was injected into the flying sword, the speed of the Ziyang Imperial Sword suddenly increased a lot, and at the same time, the mana began to recover. And Ziyang's flying speed is faster than most people, and at this time, speeding up again is to catch up with those players who are dodging with swords, and then the flying sword in his hand has been slashed, and the sword light around the opponent has been broken, and the flying sword has been driven in, directly taking the opponent's life. Then continue to rush to Xiangxia as a player.

In this way, although the speed of these Edgeworth players has become faster, they still can't avoid Ziyang's attacks. And because they were busy avoiding Ziyang, they forgot to care about the location of their companions around them, and there were frequent collisions. What's more, they both fell to the bottom of the river and turned into white light and were reincarnated. After a long time, the scene was still chaotic, even more chaotic than just now.

"It's all flying swords, no, flying swords, flying swords, flying swords, ...... it! ”

Xuanlu saw that the situation was not right, and he still wanted to order his players to transform their tactics, but no matter how he ordered, he himself was confused after a long time, Zuihou finally yelled and did not command his players, but rushed towards Ziyang with sword light, and at the same time recited the proverb:

"On the eighth, the fire is raging, and the heavens and the earth are burning."

With Xuanlu's spell, red flames converged in the river around him out of thin air, and then gradually converged to form a huge red fire dragon.

"Zhongjiu, the red dust industry fire, ten thousand Confucianism worship!"

With a finger from Xuanlu Tan's hand, the fire dragon that had just appeared rushed towards Ziyang.

Seeing the fire dragon crashing towards Ziyang, Ziyang also stopped killing the players around him, and launched it directly with the Blue Flame Dao Method, and when the blue flame soared, he had already flown from flying in front of him, and was opening his mouth wide to crash into his red fire dragon, and then flew in front of Xuanlu, dragging a long blue flame tail behind him and rushing to Xuanlu, holding a long sword and slashing over.

Seeing that Ziyang's speed suddenly accelerated, not only dodging his fire dragon attack, but also crossing a distance of several meters to come in front of him, Xuan Lu remembered to be afraid, and continued to recite the proverb while retreating:

"On the seventh day of the first month, all things are born and destroyed, and auspicious Rui is born! Heaven and earth, all things, thick earth and wisdom! ”

As Xuanlu Detective pointed around, yellow brilliance flew up in the soil at the bottom of the river, flying to Xuanlu's side, forming a circle of red rock barriers around him, protecting him closely. At the same time, there was also a very yellow light that gathered into earth thorns, shooting towards the purple sun.

In the face of the earth thorns rushing in the sky, Ziyang did not have to flash, and his face remained unchanged, but the long sword in his hand swung continuously, slashing out one after another, and then the sword moved forward, and quickly came to Xuanlu's body, and the flying sword in his hand continued to slash down, and slashed at Xuanlu's body one after another.

"Click......"

Under Ziyang's continuous slashing, although the yellow soil wall around Xuanlu was very thick, it still shattered, turning into bursts of yellow sand and falling down, and then Ziyang's flying sword slashed on his body, and in a burst of creaking sounds, his flesh and blood flew sideways, and his bones were broken.

"The Third Year ......"

Xuan Lu had just pronounced a sentence at the beginning, and before he could finish his Dao method, he was already cut into a white light by Ziyang's sword and reincarnated as a bird.

And his whole body has been cut into a blur of flesh and blood, and even he doesn't recognize him.

Ziyang, who killed Xuanlu, also had to sigh, this Xuanlu's defense was really strong, even if he smashed that layer of earth wall and attacked him directly on his body, it still took a while to kill him.

Killing Xuanlu Ziyang didn't stop at all, and with a sword light, he had already rushed to the crowd next to him. But the players around him were already frightened by him, and when they saw Ziyang rushing towards him, they rushed to fly backwards, and no one dared to resist.