Ouyang Lin retreated sharply, taking the opportunity to pull away a distance, his hands kept waving, and one by one the fire snakes, fire foxes, fire tigers, fire lions, etc. emerged one by one.

Cheng Ling grabbed the Dragon Yin Sword with his right hand, and the sword yuan was poured into it, and the long sword seemed to bend straight and struck out hundreds of swords at an extremely fast speed, and those snakes, fires, foxes, fire tigers, and fire lions in mid-air were all smashed. The swordsmanship stretches endlessly, like the Yangtze River, with the Xuankong step under the feet, pulling the distance between the two to within two zhang.

Ouyang Lin was extremely uncomfortable, such a distance made it difficult for his spells to cast, and even if he hit, it would be instantly shattered under the shroud of sword qi. Moreover, Cheng Ling cooperated with the footwork, and the place where the long sword went was only a millimeter away from his vital point, and he would be hit if he was not careful.

His body was slightly bent, as if he were like a bow and arrow, and he was ready to attack in a winter posture. For a while, the spell was hidden in the void, which made Cheng Ling feel that the other party had countless back moves waiting for him, and the killing moves that were not revealed were even more terrifying than those that were exposed.

Cheng Ling's eyes froze, and he secretly said in his heart Since you are ready to go, then I will stimulate you. The left finger was connected, and the Dragon Ling Sword in mid-air suddenly disappeared, and then came behind Ouyang Lin in an instant, turning into dozens of sword rays and shooting out.

Ouyang Lin was shocked, the sword weapon appeared really suddenly. Originally, the spiritual power of the whole body was concentrated on Cheng Ling's body, who would have thought that even the sword weapon could teleport and come directly behind him. Regardless of the loss of the other, he could only move sideways to the right, and the momentum that had been accumulated with great difficulty suddenly dissipated.

Cheng Ling was waiting for this opportunity, and he remotely controlled the Dragon Ling Sword suspended in mid-air and continuously shot out sword qi one after another. He hurriedly stepped forward, clinging to Ouyang Lin, and the sword in his hand was constantly attacking.

At this moment, Ouyang Lin was suddenly at a disadvantage. Fa Xiu is best at long-distance attacks, and when Cheng Ling is tightly in front of him, he can't free up his hand to release spells, so he can only conjure up a fiery red shield in front of him, constantly resisting Cheng Ling's sword pressure!

For a while, Ouyang Lin was completely downwind, and he was almost pressed and beaten by Cheng Ling!

Over there, Elder Wu listened to Cheng Ling's advice, left Ouyang Lin, and joined forces with the strength of the four to besiege Ouyang Mountain. At first, I was worried that Cheng Ling would not be able to resist it, so I paid some attention to the battle over there, but who knew that after watching it for a while, I still had the upper hand.

In his heart, he was secretly surprised by Cheng Ling's combat power, and at the same time, he was relieved, and his whole mind was put into strangling Ouyang Mountain. He is so serious, and the siege of the four people is even stronger.

Ouyang Shan was suddenly beaten in a hurry, and scolded Ouyang Lin in his heart for being a waste, even a monk in the early stage of Mahayana couldn't clean it up, and he was beaten up here in turn, and he was injured in many places in less than a quarter of an hour, and he saw that if he continued to persevere, he would die.

No matter what, what kind of bullshit family task, regardless of the life or death of the damn Imperial Sword Sect, Jiuxiao Sect, and Martial God Sect, your own life is the most important.

He shouted, and instantly burst out with all his strength, desperately receiving the two spells of the Fengyan Sect monk, spurting out a mouthful of blood and retreating sharply, wanting to take the opportunity to escape from the battle circle.

How could Elder Wu and the others be as he wanted, not to mention that Cheng Ling used the early stage of Mahayana to resist Ouyang Lin in the middle of Mahayana, if the strength of the four of them could not take down Ouyang Mountain, Feng Yanzong's face would be lost, and he would never want to raise his head again in this life.

The four of them glanced at each other, and tacitly divided into three directions to chase and kill.

Ouyang Shan secretly complained, but in a moment he was tightly entangled by the four of them, and he couldn't get out of his body at all, and shouted helplessly: "Who are you, the old man admits it today, can you let go of a horse, he will definitely have something to repay in the future!"

Where are the four of them willing to listen, and they are even more ruthless. Ouyang Shan had no choice but to fight with all his strength.

The most relaxed were Liu Qingyan and Evil Wind, and the two rushed into the battle circle, and immediately relieved the urgent need of the Mahayana monk of Feng Yanzong.

He was also beaten very depressed, obviously his own cultivation was one level higher than the other party, but who knew that the other party dragged himself first with a few monks in the Tribulation Period, and the number of monks who supported him gradually increased, and under the siege of more than 20 monks in the Tribulation Period and the Merge Period, he could only barely resist, and he was also in a hurry!

Fortunately, Liu Qingyan and Evil Wind supported in time, and as soon as the two of them rushed into the battle circle, they killed those combined monks. They had already made a sudden move, and with their cultivation being two levels higher, they killed several combined cultivators in an instant.

The monks of Feng Yanzong were greatly invigorated, and they were busy squeezing their own true yuan, and the anti-guest Lord entangled several monks in the Tribulation Period. Liu Qingyan and Evil Wind took advantage of the opportunity to use their strength to full strength, and the overwhelming spells and fierce swords scattered in all directions, and in less than a moment, the besieging Combined Period Monk was completely killed.

At this time, the situation between the two sides has changed greatly. There were only ten monks left in the original twenty or so monks on the dominant side, and they couldn't resist it at all in the face of the three people who were like wolves and tigers.

After a stalemate in tea time, the first Ouyang family's monk was killed. Once the breakthrough is opened, it is like a flood of floodgates. Then the second, third, and fourth monks died in succession!

The remaining six monks finally became frightened, and they all let out a shout and fled in all directions. But in the canyon, Cheng Ling had already set up a lost formation for a long time, and they couldn't tell the direction at all, so they just hugged their heads and ran around.

It didn't take long for Liu Qingyan to catch up with the three of them and kill them one by one!

Evil Wind had just killed a Tribulation Cultivator of the Ouyang Family, and his eyes swept over to see that Ouyang Mountain had been defeated by the four Mahayana Sects of Feng Yanzong, and had already come to his side. Without saying a word, he slashed down behind the opponent four times in a row.

Ouyang Shan felt the sharp knife behind him cut his skin, a trace of despair flashed in his eyes, and suddenly a trace of ruthlessness flashed, and he didn't want to stimulate the true yuan in his body. The powerful momentum burst out instantly, and the body began to bulge gradually.

"If you want to kill them all, then let's die together!"

Anger erupted from his chest, and he was about to take a breath and pull a few burials before he died. At the critical moment, the evil wind completely stimulated the origin of gold in the body, and the arc-like sword instantly skyrocketed several times, and the sharp knife qi cut through the void with a sneer, and slashed down with a knife.

Ouyang Shan was powerless to defend at all, his entire body was cut in half, and he let out the last scream before he died, and even the Yuan Shen was strangled and shattered by the sword qi and dissipated between heaven and earth.

"Old Five!"

Ouyang Lin screamed in pain, his eyes were blood-red and glared at Cheng Ling fiercely, and he shouted, "Damn, I want you to pay for your blood debts!"

The voice fell, exerting the power of pressing the bottom of the box, the whole body was shrouded in blood-red flames, his hands were raised and intersected, and he conjured up a giant sword that was inserted into the sky, and the body followed the sword, and a sword slashed towards Cheng Ling!

Cheng Ling clenched his back molars, temporarily put aside the control of the Long Ling Sword, and held the hilt of the Long Yin Sword with both hands. The two-legged force rushed into the sky like a rocket, and then came to the top, and instantly came to the sky above Ouyang Lin, and one move opened the sky as if cutting through the entire void, and slashed down.

Ouyang Lin suddenly fell into passivity, and he didn't expect Cheng Ling to react extremely quickly, so he had no choice but to attack the sky stiffly!

"Boom!"

The loudest sword roar since the start of the battle rang out, and Ouyang Lin was slashed back to the ground, his feet falling, and both of his calves sinking deep into the dirt. Cheng Ling had the advantage of being in the air, and his blood was also stirred up by the force of the shock.

Zhou Tian immediately recovered after running a circle, fell from mid-air to the ground, and took advantage of Ouyang Lin's lack of recovery to exert his sword momentum like a great river of the Yangtze River, and for a while, frost, rain, snow, thunder, lightning, flames, and golden light all hit Ouyang Lin.

Ouyang Lin faced an endless stream of sword moves, only to know that Cheng Ling's swordsmanship was actually so clever that he struck out several killing moves in less than the time of tea. Each move is like an antelope hanging its horns, completely attacking its own flaws.

It's like a drop in Go, every sword launched by the opponent has to defend itself, and there is no time to fight back. Cheng Ling also secretly sighed that the monks in the middle of the Mahayana period were really extraordinary, it was too difficult to kill, and although he had a certain advantage, he could not form a lethal attack at all.

He calmed down, the sword moves in his hand as he wished, and continued to exert pressure, his eyes shooting around Ouyang Linlin's body, constantly looking for the other party's flaws. Only by attacking against flaws can we be sure that Ouyang Lin's true yuan will be exhausted little by little.

After another incense stick, Cheng Ling grabbed the other party's flaws twice, and Ouyang Lin's thighs and arms were stabbed continuously. But this kind of damage is not big for him, and it does not pose a fatal threat.

But Ouyang Lin gradually couldn't hold it anymore, and he defended with all his strength for a long time, and the speed of true yuan consumption was even higher than Cheng Ling! He looked at Cheng Ling fiercely, and said angrily: "This is what you forced me, the true secret of the fire, give it to me!"

As soon as the words fell, Ouyang Lin was like a lit gunpowder, his momentum soared, and a foot of ground around his body was burning with raging flames. The furious fiery aura spread, and the void was scorched with a strong scorching sound!

Cheng Ling's pupils shrank, the secret method! Drive the dog into the poor alley, Ouyang Lin is going to be desperate!

But all secret methods are to make their own strength skyrocket in a very short period of time, and have the effect of killing the enemy and winning. Correspondingly, such a short-term outbreak will definitely bring some kind of hidden danger. Cheng Ling himself has also practiced the Heavenly Demon Sacrifice Technique, so he naturally knows the trick of the secret method.

Ouyang Lin was completely insane, and his own strength had increased several times, almost equivalent to the realm of the late Mahayana stage. You will never get any benefit from being hard-hitting. What's even more terrifying is that the other party is still a magic cultivator, and it is even more difficult to escape from spell tracking.

In desperation, he could only raise his mental power to the limit, stared at Ouyang Lin tightly, and prepared for defense!

A sneer overflowed from the corner of Ouyang Lin's mouth, and Sen Leng said: "The guy who hides his head and tail, let me die!"

With a slap of his right palm, a fire dragon the size of a bucket pounced towards Cheng Ling. Cheng Ling flashed sideways, but the fire dragon seemed to know the direction of his dodge, and just circled around in mid-air and continued to chase after him.

Ouyang Lin still didn't understand his hatred, and the second palm continued to shoot out, and another fire dragon appeared. Immediately after the third, fourth, and fifth, five fire dragons kept swimming around Cheng Ling, and the huge dragon head also spewed out pillars of fire from time to time to attack!

Cheng Ling's figure flashed, and the Xuankong step was used to the limit, constantly moving and avoiding in the gap between the five fire dragons. At the same time, the two-finger technique controlled the Dragon Ling Sword, and the frozen three feet of the Nine Absolute Swords kept striking out, gradually consuming the scorching energy emitted by the fire dragon.

In an instant, within 100 meters of the battle circle where the two of them were, half of it was scorching hot, half of it was freezing cold, and gradually the two air currents collided continuously, forming a huge cold and hot tornado!