The moment it came into contact with Ziyang's sword light, it was weird that the sky was cold, because the power of Ziyang's sword light was too weak, it was simply a silver-like wax spear head, and its gorgeous appearance was asymmetrical. However, as the sword light fell, he felt that the liliang on the flying sword was getting bigger and bigger, as if it had been hit by a high-frequency shock wave, the flying sword vibrated quickly and violently, and even his arm also vibrate, and then just when his arm trembled rapidly, and he couldn't hold the flying sword, Ziyang's Wanzi Sword body arrived.

"Dang!"

The sound of the sword that was not too loud came, and the cyan long sword that was cold in the cold was already swung away, and the whole arm was also in sharp pain. However, at this moment, the ten thousand purple swords in Ziyang's hand swung again, and the sword light was divided one after another for the second time, and then Xiang Zhu Jian seemed to be side by side, and slashed down fiercely. Seeing this, the cold could only wave his somewhat uncontrollable arm and block with his sword again. And the result was still the same, one after another sword lights came down, and his arm and flying sword were suddenly subjected to huge attacks. And these attacks are still a little bit of a fault, his flying sword just blocked the first sword light, when there was no attack coming, it was naturally instinctive to raise the sword xiangshang, then the next sword light came, knocking his arm and the flying sword to xiangxia, and then the attack stopped, the arm instinctively continued xiangshang, and then attacked again. Such a continuous operation made his arm vibrate constantly, and when the Zuihou Wan Zi Sword body struck, he immediately swung his flying sword away. The whole arm trembled violently, the pain was unbearable, and it was very uncomfortable.

For a moment, the advantage he had taken because of Liliang's high strength was gone, and he was moved back by Ziyang with his rare swordsmanship.

What Ziyang relied on was the liliang superimposed by the sword lights of the Ten Thousand Purple Sword. The attack power of these sword lights is not very high, but all the sword lights seem to be lined up in the bamboo slips, slashing in one place after another, so what about the attacks? Such a superimposed Liliang is of course quite powerful, coupled with the fact that the Wan Zi Sword in his hand is not weaker than the opponent's attack, and the concussion attribute continuously caused by the sword light, it is easy to slash back the Tianhan Duleng Long Sword. It also caused the opponent's arm to suffer huge damage. And because of the offset of the countless sword lights in front of him, the pressure on Ziyang was much less, and he was no longer afraid of the other party's strong liliang.

Of course, Ziyang can't really put each sword light side by side like a bamboo slip, because that precise arrangement requires too much control, and Ziyang definitely can't do it now. But it is still possible to roughly arrange the sword lights in the sky.

With a wave of his hand, the Wan Zi Sword rose again, and the sword light in the sky was differentiated and superimposed, and the long sword that was cold and cold was slashed back, and at the same time, he also fell back several steps backwards and fell back to the stone platform. However, before he could react, Ziyang's attack arrived. The weather was cold and helpless, so he could only fly up, and swing over again with a sword in both hands. But even so, under the continuous arrangement and slashing of the sword light in the purple sun, his arm still hurt sharply, and the sword light trembled. After a short time, the whole person was chopped back to the stone platform by Ziyang, and flew backwards with the stone platform.

Seeing this, Ziyang followed closely, and the Ten Thousand Purple Sword suddenly merged, forming a wall of sword light again and again, and slashing at his flying sword. And after such a long period of devastation, the cold weather finally couldn't hold on, and with a shake of his hand, the cyan flying sword had already been slashed out. But Ziyang swung his sword up, and the bamboo slip sword light slashed again.

Seeing this, the cold man hurriedly reached out and waved his hand, controlling the brown stone platform under his feet to fly into the sky and block towards Ziyang.

Seeing this, Ziyang changed direction, and directly controlled the wall of sword light brought up by the Ten Thousand Purple Sword to slash fiercely onto the stone platform, slashing the stone platform violently and swinging the sword at the same time, the second wave of the wall of sword light had already been slashed.

Every time Ziyang made a move, it was as fast as lightning, the first sword fell, and he had already raised his hand to keep up with the second sword, so that every time the wall of sword light seemed to be connected, looking from the side, it gave people the feeling that Ziyang's flying sword was slashing too fast, bringing out a phantom.

"Boom!"

Although the brown stone platform was strong and could withstand the slash of the Ziyang Sword Light Wall without shattering, it was still slashed upside down and flew out after two rounds of the Sword Light Wall. As for Ziyang himself, he continued to keep up with his sword.

Seeing that Ziyang was chasing after him unhindered, Tianhan hurriedly waved his hand and sent a green ball at Ziyang.

When the ball first flew up, it was just a point of light, but because the speed of the flight was too fast, it flew through the air shockingly, bringing out a curtain of light that stayed in the air for a long time, and hit the purple sun.

Ziyang on the opposite side saw the green ball flying through the air, and hurriedly activated the sword light spirit and the scorching blue flame, and blessed the two Dao methods to the flying sword under his feet. In an instant, blue flames flew up in the sky, and jets reappeared. Ziyang had already slashed against the green light, and at the same time avoided the green ball and rushed in front of Tianhan Duleng, and the wall of sword light brought out by the Ten Thousand Purple Sword in his hand slashed fiercely on the opponent's chest.

"Bang bang bang!"

After the two Sword Light Walls, even if the Heavenly Cold Talisman Dao was strong, it was impossible to completely block the attack, and some damage numbers still appeared above the head. At this time, his cyan flying sword flew back, and the cold sky was cold and hurriedly controlled the flying sword to fly to his feet, which was the way he barely mastered his body with the help of the flying sword. But in this way, he can't use the flying sword to resist. But he still has a magic weapon.

When the weather was cold, he took out an incense burner, and then held it in his hand as a brick to resist Ziyang's attack. At the same time, he is launching some Dao resistance. However, the flying sword can also be blessed by the sword trick when held in the hand, but the magic weapon is not blessed by the sword trick in the hand, and the liliang received by the magic weapon will also be transmitted to the arm. As a result, the cold is cooled and more passive, and the arm is more painful. But he couldn't put the magic weapon in the air to resist, because Ziyang could completely avoid all the magic weapons he put up with the mobility brought by the flying sword under his feet, and the magic weapon would not have any effect at all when put in the air. So even though my arm hurts, I can only do this when it's cold. As for the Dao Method, it was too slow to launch, and it was really not enough to resist Ziyang's rapid attacks.

Moreover, in the face of Ziyang's rapid attack, although the body of the cold was not directly attacked, it was still beaten for a while, and the mana was a problem, and it was very difficult to activate the Dao method.