The entire person of the Vermilion Bird Sword Saint was wrapped in a grand and violent sword aura, and flew forward, like a meteor passing through the sky, splitting the heavens and the earth.

This sword light is blood-red, just like the phoenix nirvana, the roar is clear, and the power is endless.

The Vermilion Bird Sword Master is coming from the west!

The power of the Sword Saint suddenly made people change color.

"I haven't seen it for ten thousand years, the vast sword aura of the Vermilion Bird Sword Saint, proud of the world, has been able to reach this point......"

Among the onlookers, there are also many very old monsters, although they may not be qualified to compete with the Vermilion Bird Sword Saint back then, but they have also seen the power of the Vermilion Bird Sword Saint.

Ten thousand years ago, the sword of the Vermilion Bird Sword Saint made them tremble, but it was impossible for them to have such a terrifying coercion as they do now.

They knew in their hearts that if the Vermilion Bird Sword Saint attacked them, maybe thousands of miles away, this sword qi that entrenched half of the sky would be able to turn them into powder!

Even if the current sword qi is still far away, everyone already feels that their skin is in pain, and blood beads oozed out of the "hair" pores, which shows how the flying red ruler on the top of the ancient eagle mountain will be subjected to great pressure!

- You must know that the masters of the onlookers have already reached the realm of gathering heavens, and their bodies can almost be said to be refined steel, without any flaws, even if someone uses a divine weapon to chop, they may not be able to leave traces.

But the sword intent of the Vermilion Bird Sword Saint turned out to be Yu Feng who could make them hurt!

Feng Ziyue's face sank.

The heaven and earth of the flying red ruler have not been seen, and it is already the only sword realm he has seen in his life, but this Vermilion Bird sword intent has a faint power that is a head higher.

"Humph!"

Fei Hongqi Su drank in his mouth, just like the sound of gold and stone, his eyes suddenly widened, the light in his eyes was violent, his clothes were all over, he flew proudly, his body was pulled up, and the giant sword turned into by the ancient eagle mountain under his feet turned out to be hard and elongated a hundred zhang!

"That's amazing!"

Those who know how to do it can't help but gasp.

The momentum of the flying red ruler has already reached its peak, almost to the point where it is full of energy, and at this level, it is already a flying dragon, and it can no longer take a step forward, which makes people only worry about turning from prosperity to decline.

I didn't expect that at this point, she would be able to improve again!

This mysterious woman even has the courage and determination to be not inferior to men!

At this point, every step of improvement will cause irreversible damage to the body, and even ordinary people can vaguely see it.

Feng Ziyue is brows furrowed, and slowly reached out to hold the hilt of the sword.

"Feihong girl, why bother!"

In the vast vermilion sword qi coming from the west, there was a long sigh.

Vermilion Bird Sword Saint Xiao Bieli was already an old man, and his voice was also old and low, and this sigh seemed to contain too many emotions.

On that day, the three of them were all over the world, and tens of millions of people came and went freely, but unfortunately today the Five Treasures Ancestor is dead, but the two of them want to meet each other in battle, and they want to separate life and death.

"Today's battle, either you die or I die, Xiao Farewell, you could have plotted against our brothers and sisters, you don't have to be so pretentious today, come out with a sword!"

Fei Hongqi Su shouted loudly, pointing to the secret of the day, as soon as her words came out, everyone in the audience couldn't help but talk about it.

What happened 10,000 years ago, not too many people really know it, but a very small number of people who have experienced that era, when they heard the word Feihong, they remembered the two friends and partners around the Vermilion Bird Sword Saint back then.

These three people are known as the Three Heroes of Wind and Dust, their fame moves the world, and their martial arts are similar, but to this day, there is only the name of the Vermilion Bird Sword Saint, which has been passed down to this day.

The other two, vanished, have long been forgotten.

Could it be that these two people were actually plotted by the Vermilion Bird Sword Saint?

"Feihong girl, you really misunderstood me, the events of the day were definitely not done by me, but you always don't believe ......"

The Vermilion Bird Sword Saint's crimson sword qi "revealed" his face, "revealed" his unbearable "color", and slowly shook his head.

"Hypocrite!"

Fei Hongqi snorted in disgust.

"At this point, let's talk nonsense. The winner is king, and the loser is the loser!

Her body shook, her face turned pale, and the Ancient Eagle Mountain under her feet improved again!

"Feilong Tian, Kanglong has regrets! Feihong girl, I didn't expect your martial arts to be able to progress to this realm, you are no longer our little sister now, but a good opponent of the old man!"

"If I want to use the sword, there is no room for mercy, if you insist on going your own way, then you will really have to divide life and death!"

The Vermilion Bird Sword Saint laughed loudly, and the vast sword qi around his body suddenly condensed and turned into a vermilion sword, although it was not as huge as the ancient eagle mountain giant sword of more than 100,000 zhang, but it was also worthy of a fight.

Fei Hongqi Su sneered, stretched out his hand, and with a boom, the huge Ancient Eagle Mountain Sword flew up into the air, fell into her hand, and slashed down from the top of her head.

"Slash!"

The power of this sword made people can't help but hold their breath, no matter where they stand, they feel that this giant sword is like a chop on their heads, and the two tremble, and they can't even raise any courage to resist.

The Vermilion Bird Sword Saint laughed, and with two fingers together, the huge vermilion "color" sword went up to meet him.

The two giant swords collided in the air, and there was a loud sound, as if the sky was falling apart, and a series of thunderbolts rumbled endlessly.

People with a little lower skill were excited by this huge sound, and they immediately bled from all their knots, and their bodies were torn to death, and those who had a little insight flew back behind.

Feng Ziyue was covered in white clothes and flew away, standing still, but his face was dignified.

The impact of this blow was obviously the advantage of Fei Hongqisu, but the martial arts of the Vermilion Bird Sword Saint were more than that.

The Flying Dragon Sword outside the sky, with its great power as a strong place, the sword intent of the Vermilion Bird Sword Saint, although it is also immensely powerful, but it is the indestructible sharp intent in the sword intent.

Why did he sacrifice his strengths?

The two giant swords, still holding each other, the ancient eagle mountain of more than 100,000 zhang volleyed down, gaining the upper hand, completely suppressing the red sword of the Vermilion Bird Sword Saint.

The crimson sword gradually bent, and the Vermilion Bird Sword Saint also gradually retreated, but his face was not without frustration, but instead "revealed" a somewhat strange smile.

When everyone saw that the Vermilion Bird Sword Saint had fallen into the wind, they couldn't help but feel a shock in their hearts, and they looked at this scene in disbelief.

The vigilance in Feng Ziyue's heart became stronger and stronger, but when he heard a bang, the crimson sword actually shattered with a bang and turned into dotted pieces.

"Ahh

The exclamations were everywhere, but Feng Ziyue raised his head and shouted loudly.

"Flying Red Girl, be careful!"

At the same time as the crimson sword had just shattered, the Vermilion Bird Sword Saint showed a mocking smile, and with a wave of his wrist, his figure turned into a virtual image, which was pierced by the ancient eagle mountain giant sword, and it was also scattered invisible.

Between heaven and earth, there was a flash of blood-colored light!