Seeing Ziyang rushing towards him, he just wanted to dodge with his sword tomorrow. It's just that Ziyang's speed is too fast, not to mention that he is tomorrow, even if it is Qi Changhong, it is not as good, how can he be a little strongman to dodge it.

In the midst of the starlight, Ziyang had already rushed in front of him, raised his long sword and slashed over.

Seeing Ziyang slashing with a sword, he hurriedly summoned a flying knife to resist tomorrow. It's just that the flying knife didn't block it a few times, and it was already slashed out by Ziyang, and then the Wan Zi Sword drove straight in, that is, it directly broke through the talisman sword light and slashed at his body. Even if there was a defensive Dao method to block it, he still spit out a mouthful of blood and flew towards the rear. And Ziyang followed closely behind, and continued to attack the mountain with a cold face.

Seeing the Ziyang long sword slashing again, he suddenly reached out tomorrow and swung the flying sword into his hand, and blocked it with the flying sword in his right hand.

After being close to the enemy, all magic weapons except for defensive magic weapons will be greatly reduced, and they will not be able to stop the enemy very much. The only way to resist is to use a flying sword. This bit of common sense is still known tomorrow as an ambitious beta player. It's another thing to know if you know it or not.

He was now slashed backwards by Ziyang, and it was no problem to fly. But after a few strokes of the flying sword and Ziyang, the flying sword was already slashed out with a bang. And Ziyang is still in hot pursuit, and it has not been affected at all.

"Melee ...... Sure enough, it's not something that ordinary people like themselves can play. ”

Looking at the Ziyang that was not affected at all and continued to fly towards him. Feeling his numb arm, he sighed in his heart tomorrow.

Seeing that Ziyang rushed to the front again, the purple long sword was already glowing with cold light, and he hurriedly waved his hand tomorrow and summoned a cyan jade brick, which quickly became larger and hit Ziyang at the same time.

Ziyang saw that he was throwing a cyan jade brick to face him tomorrow, and knew that as long as he dodged a little, or was blocked by the jade brick for a small time, he would be able to dodge tomorrow. And with this man's cleverness, it will not be easy to kill him at that time. So you must not hide.

Ziyang's face was awe-inspiring in contemplation, and then he raised his hand with his sword, pointing obliquely to the sky, and at the same time urging the Emei sword technique to the extreme.

As Ziyang urged the Emei Sword Technique to the peak, the sword light outside the Wan Zi Sword in his hand suddenly began to converge and condense, condensing outside the original sword light to form a layer of condensed sword gang like a barrier, but because the color of this layer of sword gang was exactly the same as the color of Wan Zi Sword, there was not much change at all. I could only see that the sword light of the Ten Thousand Purple Sword had become more brilliant and condensed.

After the purple sword gang was formed, Ziyang was a probe and swung it down, slashing the ten thousand purple sword on the cyan jade brick the size of a small mountain.

"Dang!"

A burst of dazzling brilliance flew up, and at the same time, a sharp and piercing sound appeared, and a huge gap had been cut out of the cyan brick by Ziyang's sword, and it was even more attached to the jade brick to penetrate it, although the jade brick was not directly cut off, but it was not far away.

In the flash of light, the cyan jade brick that had just flown in front of Ziyang flew back upside down and slammed into Zhengming's chest, spurting blood from him at the same time, and flying backwards at an accelerated speed. And Ziyang flew after the cyan jade brick to catch up, and the flying sword in his hand was shining cold, and he had already slashed at him again.

"Ten Thousand Streams Converge!"

Seeing Ziyang slashing with a sword, he was feeling cold in his heart tomorrow, and he didn't dare to slack off, and he was already pointing at Ziyang with his hand in his mouth reciting the proverbs.

As Zheng Ming raised his hand and lightly pointed at him, black air currents suddenly appeared out of thin air in the surrounding sky, converging beside Zheng Ming like sword qi, and even converging together, forming a river composed entirely of black air currents and rushing towards Ziyang.

Seeing this, Ziyang on the opposite side was a little slower, and suddenly shook his right arm holding the sword, as if he was moving his arm that was a little numb due to the long battle. Then the long sword was raised, and it continued to slash at the black air flow in the sky.

In an instant, the starlight in the sky suddenly appeared, and suddenly a river formed entirely by starlight appeared, extending forward from Ziyang's sword-holding arm and crashing forward. At the same time, there is a bright moon hanging in the starlight river, blooming with bright moonlight.

When the starlight river and the white moon wheel flew forward, they slammed into the converging black airflow, and then crushed and tore the dense black airflow, directly opening a channel in the black airflow, flying straight ahead, and crashing into Zhengming's body without hindrance. While the qi and blood on Zheng Ming's body were tumbling, the light of the talisman Dao method was also a little dimmed.

Ziyang smashed the black air flow in one fell swoop with the starlight river formed by the release of his true qi, that is, the sword followed, and directly followed the galaxy to the front of Zheng Ming, and the flying sword in his hand waved continuously, which was already breaking the talisman method outside Zheng Ming's body, and then the flying sword continued to move forward, clicking and slashing on Zheng Ming's body, shattering the opponent's bones and flesh and blood. But at this moment, the light and shadow flashed in front of Ziyang's eyes, and the Zheng Tomorrow, who was about to be killed by him, disappeared.

Ziyang stared at it, and the tomorrow in front of him had indeed disappeared, only the falling blood rain was still rising, showing the existence of the tomorrow just now.

Suddenly turning his head, Ziyang found that it was hovering in the air behind him.

I don't know when, this will appear behind him tomorrow.

Seeing Zheng Mingming, without waiting for the other party to make a move to sneak attack him, Zi Yang was already rushing forward with a sword, and the blue flames behind him directly turned into a jet and rushed towards Zheng Ming.

Just appeared, and Zheng Ming, who didn't even stand firm, saw Ziyang's speed suddenly rise, and the entire sword light was wrapped in blue flames, just like a super missile holding a long flame tail crashing into him, he panicked again in his heart, and he didn't dare to slack off, and between the shaking of his body, he disappeared out of thin air again.

Seeing that Zheng Ming disappeared again, Ziyang, who had stopped the sword light, stared at him, looked to the side, and sure enough, he saw that he had reappeared, and his figure was gradually turning into a real Zheng Ming.

After pondering for a while, before he could stabilize tomorrow, Ziyang had already set up his sword and rushed forward, dragging up a blue tail flame, which crashed into him violently. And tomorrow when I saw him continue to chase, he really disappeared out of thin air again.

At the moment when the opposite side was gone, Ziyang had already turned over and took out the Dongxiao Main Flag, and threw it in one direction.

The flag of the hunting flag rolled up on the flagpole, and directly turned into a golden light and flew over, which happened to be stabbed on the heart of Zheng Ming, who had just appeared and was still a little unreal, and then the flag suddenly unfolded, stirring in Zheng Ming's body, and at the moment when his body turned into reality, it was already turned into white light.