In the starry sky, the divine forbidden formed by thousands of meteorites dissipated, and a plain-clothed figure walked out, with white hair dazzling, and after a moment, disappeared into the distance. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The ninth son of Momen came out again, for the injury of his best friend, and then opened the peerless edge.

The starry sky is endless, the phoenix is extremely fast, and the red wings open and close, in an instant.

In the north of the Heavens and Star Domains, the wild sand is thousands of miles, the war is pervasive, and the army on the North Road of the Demon Palace is unstoppable, fighting for days, and the Northern Regions are unified.

The head of the demon army, Jun Wentian stands with a gun, an undefeated god general, and the world is afraid.

At this moment, on the void, the shadows of ten thousand swords were horizontal, and on a dazzling and abnormal divine sword, a plain-clothed and white-haired figure stepped on the sword, and his aura was extremely strong, shocking thousands of demon armies.

Familiar appearance, known to the world, Jun Wentian's eyes flashed with a streamer, the ninth son of Momen, he finally came.

Falling into the dust, the plain clothes that hunted and danced, not stained with dust, Ning Chen looked at the first protector of the Demon Palace in front of him, and said calmly, "You can't do it here, let's change places." ”

"Yes!"

Knowing that the comer was extraordinary, Jun Wentian also had a fighting spirit in his heart and responded.

Ning Chen's figure turned, and with a single step, he swept towards the peak in the distance.

Jun Wentian stepped along, turned into a streamer, and went away together.

Behind, one demon general after another looked at each other, shocked by the sudden challenge.

"Tell the Holy Division immediately!" said a purple-armored woman at the head of the three demon generals.

"Yes"

The other demon general nodded and replied in a condensed voice.

Thousands of miles away from the demon army, on the twelve peaks of Tianwei, the two powerhouses fell from the sky, and the boundless war suddenly appeared.

Taishi out of the sheath, full of dazzling brilliance, the Taoist famous, reappear in the world.

One step out, the body condenses yin and yang, ice and fire appear at the same time, shocking the world.

The sword palms merged, the remaining strength swayed in all directions, the sword qi and palm strength did not enter the surroundings, and one after another unfathomable giant ravines appeared, deep into the mountain.

The battle between the two powers, there is no distinction between good and evil, because good and evil have long been blurred, both of them look serious, and they have no choice but to fight, if they want to fight, they will fight, how can there be so many reasons.

Ten strokes of fighting, the sword light is more and more dazzling, beyond cognition, beyond the peak, the only sword in the world, bright and difficult to look at.

"Your reputation is well deserved, and you deserve all my strength!"

Palm to palm, the battle situation was instantaneous, Jun Wentian raised his hand to raise the wind and thunder, the three-pointed and two-edged response appeared in the world, holding the gun and the body, and the divine soldier broke the sword.

There was a violent shock, the fire and snow were swinging, in the midst of yin and yang, Ning Chen raised his hand and pointed at him, and the sword qi condensed on the edge of his fingers, breaking his heart.

Jun Wentian condensed, turned sideways, avoided the sword qi, and immediately turned around with three tips and two blades, and the tail blade turned sharply, and he made a strong return move.

The sword finger turned back, and the sonorous shook the divine soldier, and Tai Shi swung it with it, killing the light in a sassy manner, and sealing his throat.

Leng Feng took his life, and he did not allow for instant setbacks, Jun asked the sky to turn his palm and Shen Yuan, the wind and thunder filled the sky, the unicorn was condensed, and the sword light was hard to shake.

The summit confrontation, several shocks, rumbling and shaking resounded through the peak, both of them are the strongest in the world, although they are confrontational moves, they are already admired by the other party.

"There is such a ability, but it is to help the abuse, slaughtering the world, sad!"

The sword condenses the frost, the phoenix fire is swirling, Ning Chen urges the yin and yang elements again, the two extremes are intertwined and appear, and under the oblique moon, the eyes are full of blazing blood.

"Your Excellency's hands are not the same, your hands are full of blood, you and I are each other, who is qualified to judge each other!"

Jun Wentian said in a cold voice, and with a single step, the three pointed and two blades converged ten thousand thunders, and in an instant, the aurora was dazzling, and the thunder roared in the sky.

The next moment, the two figures staggered, the thunder shook the yin and yang, the nine heavens changed, boom, and the heavy rain poured down.

"The scroll of the earth, the earth turns a thousand times"

The blade of the sword turned and slammed into the ground, Ning Chen's palms swiped, the Heavenly Book Martial Arts reappeared, and the earth shook in all directions, folding up from the middle, pressing down the Demon Palace Protector in front.

"Book from heaven?"

Jun Wentian's eyes condensed slightly, and he stepped into the air, avoiding the heavy mountains and rising earth.

Ning Chen raised his head, a different color flashed, he stomped under his feet, raised his sword and plunged into the air, the cold sword light staggered again, the blue sword wave, and the sky was the same color.

"Scroll of Heaven, forgive Heaven without sin!"

Heaven and earth are intertwined, martial arts are astonishing, and the fate of a sword in the hand is the only one between heaven and earth.

Jun asked the heavenly gods, raised his hand to lead the wind and thunder, and a heavy destruction thunder spread in all directions, blocking the blue sword wave.

The aftermath of the double moves is not over, and the plain figure swept in again, Taishi lingered in the snow, the palm yuan urged the flame, and the sword palm walked together, without the slightest respite.

Jun Wentian was also not afraid, shaking his palm Ning Yuan, the divine soldiers rose with wind and thunder, and shook the people in front of him.

Hundreds of moves, from the sky to the peak, the two figures are constantly staggered, sword energy, guns, thunder, wind and snow swept in all directions, the mountains on the twelve peaks of Tianwei collapsed, rolled sand into waves, falling rocks into rain.

Outside the battle, one demon general after another swept in, however, Jun Wentian did not speak, and no one dared to intervene.

The edge of the war is becoming more and more intense, one moment, two moments...... It is difficult to distinguish between the two poles of martial arts, each standing at the top, the hegemon in the army, the king in the weapon, and the top of the competition.

On the top of the peak, Ning Chen's left hand pointed at the sword, and suddenly, the undercurrent of the flood on the Taishi Sword rushed out, the wind and snow opened, the phoenix fire condensed the sea, the two Yi opened the formation, and the Taiji array rose into the air.

"Is this your sword, it's not enough!"

Jun asked Tianchang to shout, Wu Yuan rushed to the sky, the blue and gold hair crown shattered in response, the long hair flew, and the thunder was all over his body.

The battle was hot again, and in the distance, several figures fell from the sky, standing in the void, and came to watch the battle.

The century-old legend of Momen, the undefeated protector of the Demon Palace, the two who have never had any defeats, who is better, continue the undefeated myth, every strong person present has a feeling of concern in their eyes, Yu Qing, the Demon Palace is now a disaster for the world, they are more inclined to Momen Ninth Son can win, Yu Li, Foshan battle, the first protector of the Demon Palace shows combat power, is no longer anyone under the fourth realm can win.

On the peak, the downpour is getting more and more violent, and the battle between the two is becoming more and more intense, the sword is stronger, the gun is heavier, even if it is not for the world, not for all living beings, but between warriors, with this opponent by life, there are no regrets.

"Haven't they come yet?"

Seeing that the eastern sky had revealed the white of the fish belly, the head of the three demon generals, the woman in purple armor said in a deep voice.

"It should be almost there!"

Before the words fell, on the peak in the distance, three figures walked out, the leader, wearing a blue brocade coat, with a cold face, indifferently watching the battle ahead.

"The ninth son of Momen, it's him again!"

Behind, the Moon Weaver Girl's eyes were full of murderous intent, and she said in a deep voice.

"Holy Division, this son is a great threat to the future plans of my Demon Palace, and taking action now is the best chance to get rid of him!" Bai Wuran proposed.

Xie Tiance raised his hand to stop the former, and said calmly, "Since this son dares to make a move, how can he not be prepared, besides, they should be coming soon." ”

As soon as the words fell, on the void opposite, figures descended from the sky, a total of five people, covered with Yama's evil appearance, and their breath was powerful, which made people dare not underestimate it.

Seeing the five people, Xie Tiance's eyes narrowed slightly, and suddenly, looking to the other side, a cold feeling flashed in his eyes, and he also came.

At this moment, on the distant peak, a red-clothed and red-haired figure appeared, with the mask of Hades on his face, and his aura was like an abyss, unfathomable.

"How is it possible?"

Among the five Yamas, one looked at the peak in the distance and said in shock.

"What's impossible"

Under the mask of Emperor Song Yanluo, Mu Qianyan looked at the red-clothed figure in the distance, and said in a deep voice, "He has two doppelgangers, and he has the aura of chaos to cover up, he must have expected the current situation before making a move, and deliberately left a back hand to deceive the Demon Palace Saint Division and the people of the world!"

The ninth son of Momen and the king of Hades appeared together, and there was nothing more than this to dispel the suspicions of the people of the world.

"Can you help?"

Under another Yama mask, Luo Xingchen spoke.

Mu Qianyan shook his head and said, "The enemy doesn't move, I don't move, we don't know what the plan is, so we can't act rashly and destroy his plan." ”

In the distance, the figure of the red-clothed Yama flashed, and after an instant, he came to the five of them, and said lightly, "He asked me to tell you, don't make a move!"

"Are you, demon?" Hearing the coldness in the former's tone, Mu Qianyan's expression froze, and he said slowly.

The red-clothed Yama did not answer, and stood quietly, indifferently watching the battle situation in the distance.

All parties appeared, watching the battle of the world, on the twelve peaks of Tianwei, sword qi and thunder were vertical and horizontal, and each showed its ultimate ability.

"I know you're capable of more than that, use your best to amaze me!"

Jun Wentian raised his palm to shake away the surging phoenix fire in front of him, condensed the thunder with a powerful fist, and blasted out with a punch, breaking the sky, and he was frightened.

Ning Chen swung his sword, blocked the strong move, and with a bang, his body drew two steps, and a sword entered the ground, and the sword qi broke through the ground.

Jun Wentian swept forward, avoiding the sword lights that rushed out one after another, and the three-pointed and two-edged blades swung across the air, and then returned to the extreme move.

As soon as he raised his hand, the trapped immortal appeared, fell into the earth, and the red light rose from the sky, Ning Chen's figure moved extremely quickly, the afterimage was difficult to see, and the sword was dazzling.

The sonorous sound, resounding through the peak, the gods clashed, fast to the limit, suddenly, the red sword light rose to the sky like a waterfall, trapped in the immortal, strong move.

Jun Wentian retreated, and by a fraction of a second, a sword light slashed across his chest, bringing out a waterfall of brilliant blood flowers.

"Stand down!"

The injury was added, the angry eyebrows were raised, Jun Wentian drank in a deep voice, slapped out a palm, and suddenly fell on the chest of the person in front of him.

"Ugh"

With a muffled snort, Ning Chen's figure slid out of the ten zhang, stepped to froze, and the remaining strength was unloaded, and the mountain behind him collapsed and fell down the mountain.

The two losers are injured, the victory and defeat are inseparable, the blood that falls on the earth, so dazzling, the two strongest people in the world, the fighting spirit continues to accumulate, swallow the blood, press down the injury, step out, and bully again.

Outside the battle, one after another strong men watched this shocking battle, and their hearts were full of waves.

"One-on-one, the ninth son of Momen has been able to fight with his brother to an equal level!" Moon Weaver Girl shocked.

"He was able to defeat that ancestor of the Qilin Pavilion, relying on more than just conspiracy and calculation, without the corresponding force as support, any strategy was worthless. Xie Tiance said lightly.

"What does the Holy Division mean is that the current Ninth Son of Momen already has the ability to sit on an equal footing with Jun Wentian?" Bai Wuran said in a condensed voice.

"It's not what I want to see, but it's true. ”

Xie Tiance nodded and said calmly, "In this battle, if Jun Wentian can't kill him, from now on, unless the demon lord comes out in person, otherwise, no one in the world can do anything about him!." ”