"Silly bird, I think you're a silly bird."

Ziyang heard this person open his mouth as a stupid bird and closed his mouth as a stupid bird, knowing that what this guy said must be them, and his heart was suddenly unhappy. Seeing that the red-robed man was about to make a move, the starlight explosion had already turned into a bright starlight and hit the other party.

As soon as the red-robed man put his flying sword and flew to the black stone wall, he heard the sound of breaking the sky, and then he saw a bright starlight flying as far as he could see, but it was too late to return to the sword to block. Seeing this, the red-robed man hurriedly raised his hand and summoned a magic weapon.

In the purple sun, the golden light flashed in front of the man's eyes, and a golden scroll appeared, which quickly spread out while facing the Starlight Burst, turning into a golden strip blocking the Starlight Burst's forward path.

"Boom!"

The brilliant starlight and golden light burst out, and the long golden scroll was knocked out, but the starlight burst continued to move forward unabated, hitting the chest of the red-robed man fiercely.

However, just before the Starlight Burst was about to hit the red-robed man's chest, the other party's body flashed with brilliance, and a layer of red light suddenly appeared to block the Starlight Burst. But even so, the red-robed man was knocked out, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth. When he regained his footing, there was still a trace of blood slowly flowing out of the corner of his mouth.

"Where did you come from to sneak up on your grandfather, and you have the ability to come out and see it."

The red-robed man shouted angrily at the place where the starlight burst came, and his heart was really angry to the extreme.

However, Ziyang's quick move, coupled with the ingenuity of concealment, the red-robed people couldn't find Ziyang's hiding place for a while.

"Let you curse behind your back, see that I don't stone you to death."

Ziyang scolded and raised his hand to put down the gold brick seal, flew to the top of the red-robed man's head, turned into a small mountain, and smashed down on the opponent's head. Then with a sword trick, the Ten Thousand Purple Sword differentiated into a large area of sword light and rushed towards the other party.

The red-robed man had just glanced at where Ziyang was, and before he could see the other party, he heard a whistling sound overhead, as if a huge thing was flying down from the sky. Then the light flashed in front of him, and as far as he could see, a large piece of sword light flew in, converging into a river of sword light, flying towards him.

"Ahh This is the long stream of the sword river of my Shushan faction! How can it be? ”

Looking at the oncoming river of sword light, the red-robed man was shocked, and he actually opened his mouth to call out a Dao name.

"No, the color is wrong, it's not the sword river I sent. Besides, there is no way that anyone else will use this method except that person......"

When the red-robed man was about to continue, the whistling sound above his head was already approaching, and a cold wind was blowing overhead.

The red-robed man didn't care to say more, and when he looked up, his eyes suddenly widened, and his heart was shocked. For above him there was a black shadow the size of a hill smashing at him.

He couldn't see exactly what this black shadow was, but he knew that if he was hit by this black shadow, he would definitely be half crippled, if not broken.

Don't dare to slack off, three red lights suddenly flew up on the chest of the red-robed people, turning into three red fireballs and flying overhead, holding the black shadow that fell down, that is, Ziyang's gold brick seal, and then the sword technique urged, controlling the retracted flying sword to slash at the black shadow above his head, and suddenly turned Ziyang into a gold brick the size of a small mountain and flew out. Then regardless of it, he actually stiffened the sword light river that Ziyang Wanzi Sword turned into, and raised his hand to launch a Dao method against Ziyang.

The river of sword light that the Ten Thousand Purple Sword turned into here had just washed over the red-robed man, and the sound of thunder and lightning above Ziyang's head was loud, and suddenly a thunderbolt appeared out of thin air, and lightning bolts were slashed towards the top of his head.

Seeing this, Ziyang didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly controlled one of the three sublicit mirrors to fly above his head to catch the thunderlight, and at the same time, the starlight burst flew up and blasted into the thunderlight.

Here, Ziyang had just solved the thunder light group above his head, and looked up at the red-robed man, but found that the other party was actually holding a black sword, stepping on a strange footwork, and rushing towards him with the sword light of the Ten Thousand Purple Sword.

"What kind of footwork is this?"

Ziyang saw that the red-robed man had Dao sword light under his feet with every step, coming and going under his feet, living and dying with him, holding him suspended in the air, and walking in the air without slowness, he was suddenly amazed.

"Boy, suffer death!"

Just when Ziyang was surprised, the red-robed man had already rushed to him, and the black long sword in his hand slashed directly at him.

Judging by what this person meant, he was ready to play melee combat with Ziyang.

"Playing melee combat with Lao Tzu? See who dies first. Hum! ”

Seeing this, Ziyang sneered in his heart.

He has been practicing the sword melee method for the past few days, which is the one used to kill the black and white monster fish before refining the God Pagoda that day. It's not perfect, but it's already a little bit of a success.

Ziyang's feet were full of sword light, first the sword dodged the attack of the red-robed man, and at the same time floated to the side, reaching out to grab the Wanzi Sword that flew back, and then stepped on the Xuanyu Sword and rushed towards the red-robed man without retreating.

"What kind of tactics is this?"

Seeing Ziyang holding a flying sword and stepping on a flying sword, rushing towards him with a stream of light in the air, the red-robed man couldn't help but be stunned, not understanding what Ziyang was preparing to do.

But he didn't think much about it, and the black long sword in his hand was already slashing towards Ziyang.

No matter what trick you have, whether it's a strange move or a clever move, you are all vulnerable in front of my Shushan swordsmanship, and you will definitely die.

With the confidence of victory, the red-robed man seemed to have seen the picture of Ziyang's death, and a smile appeared on his face.

However, just when a smile gradually appeared on his face, he was suddenly shocked, because the Ziyang sword light was longitudinal, dragging a white streamer behind him, and the whole person was already holding a long sword and hitting the black sword in his hand. And because the other party is flying with a sword, Liliang is already bigger than him under the action of inertia, and Ziyang's Wan Zi Sword is also better than his black long sword, even if he has the blessing of the melee Dao method, he was knocked away by Ziyang's black sword, and his arm was even more numb, and he actually felt a little unable to grasp the sword. At this time, Ziyang had already continued to fight with his sword.

"You'd better die!"

Seeing Ziyang's fierce face, he was not afraid of colliding with him at all, and even raised the purple sword in his hand and slashed at his heart, a sudden burst in the heart of the red-robed man for no reason, plus his arm was a little numb, and he couldn't hold the sword to resist for the time being, so he hurriedly stepped on his hind legs, preparing to avoid the edge for the time being.

It's just that Ziyang stepped on the sword all the way, and the speed was staggering, even if his melee Dao method was very fast, he still couldn't catch up with Ziyang's inertial acceleration, and he had been bullied by Ziyang between retreats, and the ten thousand purple swords in his hand were swung again and again, and they were continuously slashed at his body. even pressed him to beat, forcing him to retreat all the way continuously.