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This advantage of sword speed can often determine the success or failure of life and death.

The black-clothed sword cultivator has been immersed in this wind sword for decades, and it is almost one of his most powerful killer skills, and there are many supreme powers that have died in the consummation realm of this sword. At this time, urging the Wind Sword, in addition to being deeply jealous of Xie Yun's spatial sword technique that severely damaged the red-robed old man, more importantly, he was worried about the powerhouses of the Great Luo Mu Sect and the Spirit Pill Sect that might arrive at any time.

Both the Great Luo Mu Sect and the Spirit Pill Sect lack the supreme power that can suppress themselves in the late stage of the Consummation Realm, so once they come, they must be the peak powerhouses of the Consummation Realm.

At the pinnacle of the Consummation Realm, as soon as he made a move, he was thunderous and unstoppable, and although the black-clothed sword cultivator was conceited of his swordsmanship, he was not arrogant and ignorant.

"Golden Flame Fall!"

Xie Yun snorted lightly, and the mighty river of flames suddenly condensed, and a golden and red mixed yuan sword fell like a meteor, penetrating through layers of sword light, and slashed straight towards the black-clothed sword cultivator.

"Wind Dancing Moon!"

A trace of surprise appeared in the eyes of the black-clothed sword cultivator, and his attention and fear for Xie Yun became more and more solemn. The long sword danced lightly, and countless blue and blue sword rays were like willows swinging in the breeze, gently swaying, but the sharp sword light was like the moonlight crushed by the breeze, and the sword shadows seemed to be illusory, forming patches of pale cyan mottled light and shadow.

Xie Yun felt the black-clothed sword cultivation sword momentum change, and suddenly bullied his body forward, and the long knife became light and fluttering at the same time, and in an instant, every sword light was shrouded in the sword, and in the middle of the mottled blue and blue light and shadow on each side, there was a sword light.

The long river of flames is stirring, vast and unfathomable, like a vast blue sea, a vast sky, no matter how the swordsmanship of the black-clothed sword cultivator changes, it cannot escape the devouring and suppression of the long river of flames.

"Soldiers of Rhythm!"

The black-clothed sword cultivator suddenly gasped, and his face instantly became gloomy and solemn.

The third level of the realm of soldiers, one move and one style secretly match the rhythm of heaven and earth.

The Wind Sword of the black-clothed sword cultivator contained an extremely pure artistic conception of the wind, but Xie Yun also had a deep understanding of the artistic conception of the wind.

With the help of the astonishing speed, all flaws are no longer flaws, but now, the sword of rhythm is urging with all its strength, and under the suppression of the rhythm of heaven and earth, the sword technique that originally had no flaws is full of flaws in front of Xie Yun, and almost every sword is right in the weakest part of the sword. In just a moment, the black-clothed sword cultivator was forced into danger by Xie Yun.

"This is troublesome, I can't win quickly when I see the move, although I can gradually gain an advantage with my strong true yuan, but the quality of this kid's true yuan seems to be not inferior to the supreme power in the early stage of the ordinary consummation realm, I'm afraid it will take at least a few hours to win, and once the people from the Great Luo Mu Sect and the Spirit Pill Sect arrive, this kid won't be able to grab it." ”

The black-clothed sword cultivator's face was solemn, and his heart became more and more agitated.

After the death of the red-robed old man, he was pleasantly surprised, he was surprised that Xie Yun's combat power was so amazing, that he was able to kill the supreme power of the middle stage of the Consummation Realm in one fell swoop, and what surprised him was that in this way, the treasures on Xie Yun's body could be enjoyed exclusively.

But now, the original surprise has gradually turned into solemnity.

If the red-robed old man was still alive, the two of them would join forces, and there would still be a certain hope of escaping their lives from the supreme powerhouse in the late stage of the Consummation Realm, or even at the peak of the Consummation Realm. But now he is the only one left, as long as he is not careful, he will be completely killed, and the chance of escaping is extremely small. It was because the black-clothed sword cultivator didn't dare to fight a protracted battle with Xie Yun at all, Fanshi was able to summon him, and Rongchuan would naturally send a summons to Da Luomuzong.

"Wind and Flame!"

The black-clothed sword cultivator suddenly let out a long roar, and the extremely fast sword light froze for a moment, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, the black-clothed sword cultivator was like a thousand catties, and the slender blade of the sword was like a giant axe, slashing towards Xie Yun's head.

The sword light seems to be extremely slow and heavy, but if you experience it carefully, you can find that this sword light is actually composed of thousands, tens of thousands of sword lights that are extremely fast, and light to the extreme, and the high-speed trembling sword light constantly rubs the heaven and earth vitality, and wisps of blazing fire gradually rise, gradually converging into a brilliant and brilliant fire, illuminating half of the sky into red.

This sword was born from the Wind Sword, but it was no longer bound by the Wind Sword Intent, and it was created by a Dragon Bone Realm powerhouse of the Great Luo Fire Sect who spent several years of hard work and painstaking efforts.

The next grade shines with martial arts, and the wind and fire slash!

The wind fueled the fire, and the supreme true yuan in the middle of the consummation realm exploded to the limit in an instant!

Xie Yun's face remained unchanged, but his gaze seemed to inadvertently sweep towards the end of the valley, and then his body shook, and a wisp of pure flame swept around his body in an instant, and his left palm volleyed down in the air, and a huge palm print suddenly erupted, like a dragon's claw from the depths of the void, and grabbed towards the wind and fire sword.

The first style of Haotian palm, the collapse of the mountain!

"Look for death!"

The black-clothed sword cultivator's face turned cold, and in his opinion, Xie Yun's choice was not only a suicide, but also a great insult to him.

Even if he was a powerhouse in the late stage of the Consummation Realm, he would never dare to take his wind and fire slash without the help of the spirit weapon fist.

Boom!

Xie Yun's palm suddenly glowed with a luster jade light, and after the Mixed Yuan Golden Body cultivated to the fifth level and the Mixed Yuan Realm became the peak, his skin gradually returned to delicate and fair. Originally, the muscles, bones, skin and flesh that had been tempered and cast in copper and iron seemed to be more delicate than that of a girl, but once the true yuan was urged, it immediately broke gold and iron, and it was indestructible.

The blade of the sword slashed into the palm of his hand, and a touch of disbelief instantly rose on the face of the black-clothed sword cultivator.

In the next moment, the void froze, and the Purple Flame Golden Jiao Knife slashed in the air, and the pitch-black sword condensed the power of space into a coffin in an instant.

Withdraw!

All the thoughts in the black-clothed sword cultivator's heart turned into this one word. The red-robed old man died from this knife, and the corpse was close in front of him, and it was the black-clothed sword cultivator who barely hesitated, and his body suddenly exploded back. Suddenly, a blazing flame pierced his meridians through the blade of the sword, and his body, which had exploded with all his strength, froze for a moment.

But it was this moment that completely buried the life of the black-clothed sword cultivator.

As soon as the long knife was put away, Xie Yun grabbed it with his left hand, and the bodies of the black-clothed sword cultivator and the red-robed old man were instantly included in the small world of purple fire, along with their space containers. As for the sorting and calculation of the specific harvest, Xie Yun handed them all over to the Golden Stone Rat King ingots, and after portraying the Beast King's heart seal and the Beast King's soul seal, Xie Yun could completely trust the Golden Stone Rat King.

The Beast King's soul seal communicates with the soul, as long as the Golden Stone Rat King has the slightest unfavorable idea of Xie Yun, Xie Yun can clearly feel it.

"Elder Zephyr, you should have seen enough of watching the show, right? These two guys have already been killed by me, now as long as you kill me, not only everything about me, but also the wealth of the supreme power of these two Great Luo Fire Sect Consummation Realms will also become in your Elder Zephyr's pocket!"

Xie Yun held a long knife in his hand, his eyes looked at the valley, and the surging battle intent in his eyes gradually boiled.