Chapter 2265

The atmosphere of an Nanjing is getting stronger and stronger. Gradually, the space above the whole Jianxu place seems to be boiling, and it begins to boil violently.

However, this momentum did not end, and it was still soaring wildly. Gradually, a kind of pressure that did not conform to the realm of ananjing appeared in the sky above the land of Jianxu.

On the left and right sides of an'anjing, the two strong men were forced to stop at the same place by this momentum and pressure!

Their eyes were full of horror!

At this time, an Nanjing suddenly held the spear to the right and threw it, like a flash of lightning.

The space where the spear passed was directly torn to pieces, and soon a huge gap appeared in the sky.

The strong man in the three realms pointed by the spear was shocked in his heart and did not dare to have any carelessness. The dark air in his body swept out like the tide. At the same time, a silver spear appeared in his hand. With a shake of his right hand, the spear was like an angry dragon coming out of the abyss, shaking the world!

Boom!

With the sound of a blast, the strong man of the three realms was shocked thousands of feet away with his gun. As soon as he stopped, his mouth was sprayed with blood essence. And his right hand, which held the spear, was full of cracks. It was shocking!

With a shot to repel the strong man in the three realms, an Nanjing suddenly turns around and blows out a fist.

Punch out, that momentum, as if to smash the day, destroy this place!

Boom!

The space in front of an Nanjing trembled violently, and then, a figure flew directly backward. It was just another strong man in the three realms!

After one punch, Annan Jing looked up at the black robed old man not far from him. At this moment, the black robed old man's eyes were full of dignified color.

The strength of an Nanjing has greatly exceeded his expectation. It should be said that it has greatly exceeded everyone's expectation!

This woman, very strong!

Instead of fighting, she returned to the top of the mountain. Obviously, she was afraid of being lured away.

Before Yang Ye comes out, she won't let anyone enter the bottom of the mountain.

In the sky, the old man in black did not dare to fight. The black robed old man glanced at the end of the sky and said, "gentlemen, it's not that we can't help. You can see the strength of this woman. If you don't, you can wait for Yang Ye to inherit the sword."

The sky is silent.

The black robed old man sneered at the corner of his mouth and said nothing. His eyes closed slowly.

He knows that those people will definitely fight, no one wants to continue to strengthen Yang Ye!

The poplar leaf has already let innumerable people fear it!

Wait!

The old man in black is waiting for those people to show up!

On the top of the mountain below, Annan Jing sits on the ground. On her left and right sides, there are long guns on both sides.

And around the sky, more and more powerful breath converged towards this side, and the whole place of sword ruins appeared an almost suffocating sense of oppression!

At this time, the sword Sutra suddenly appeared beside Annan Jing. On the shoulder of sword realm, Xiaobai was holding a mirror in his small claws.

An Nanjing takes a look at Xiaobai and Jianjing and asks, "he?"

The sword Sutra whispered, "it takes time."

Annan Jing nodded, "OK!"

The sword Scripture looks up to the sky with a touch of worry in his eyes.

As for Xiaobai, Xiaobai jumps onto an Nanjing's shoulder, looks at the sky, holds the mirror in her claws, and does not know what she is thinking.

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deep underground.

Hum!

With the sound of a sword, Yang Ye was shocked to fly nearly a thousand feet. As soon as he stopped, a smear of blood slowly overflowed from his left chest.

Sword hole!

At this moment, Yang Ye's sword marks are no less than 20, each of which is extremely deep, with bones visible. If it was not for his physical strength and the existence of Hongmeng Ziqi, he would have been finished. Even so, he could hardly hold on.

Now, however, he has only played two swordsmen!

Ten more!

Yang Ye has some desperation, some real despair!

He is now facing the third sword cultivation, the fifth sword cultivation, at least the four strong!

As soon as he made a move, he was defeated!

However, he didn't stop at the opposite position. Yang Ye knows that he is waiting for his sword!

That's what happened just now. After the third swordsman appeared, he didn't give out his sword. Then he was beaten back by the opponent's sword for no reason.

It should be said that if he didn't react quickly, he would have been killed by the other side just now.

That sword, come and go!

Strong!

The four realms of sword cultivation are really strong!

Yang Ye looks at his chest. In front of him, the sword hole has gradually healed.

Suddenly, Yang Ye looked up at the black robed sword Xiu. In an instant, the sword Hu on his waist trembled violently. Then, a sword light appeared quietly at the throat of the black robed sword.However, at this time, Yang Ye's face suddenly changed, and his body was forced to twist to the side.

Hiss!

A wisp of blood shot from his left shoulder!

If he didn't flash fast, the other side's sword would have stabbed him in his throat!

After stopping, Yang Ye looked up at the man in black robe in the distance. At the moment, his flying sword stopped in front of the man in black robe for a few feet. A sword was holding his flying sword!

At the moment when he was flying his sword, the man in black took out his sword at the same time. The man in black sent out two swords, one to attack and one to defend!

In place, Yang Ye was silent for a long time. Suddenly, his right foot slightly touched, and the whole person directly appeared in front of the black robed man. Then, he held the sword in both hands and suddenly chopped at the black robed man.

Sword field!

Four swords!

One shot is four swords!

The ultimate sword!

When the fourth sword fell, a family suddenly stabbed on the tip of his sword.

Needle to wheat!

There was a moment of silence.

Boom!

With the sound of a tearing sound, Yang Ye directly flew out with his sword, and the man in black in front of him was shocked back hundreds of feet at this moment!

Cough!

Yang Ye coughed violently, and then slowly got up from the ground. At this time, the black robed sword Xiu appeared not far from him.

Yang Ye wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, then looked up at the black robed sword Xiu.

Powerless!

This time, he was really weak. The strength of the four realms of sword cultivation greatly exceeds his strength. The other side completely suppresses him!

The suppression on realm, Kendo attainments and strength!

Full suppression!

It can be said that he has no hope of winning. But he has no way out!

Can only fight!

Yang Ye took a deep breath, and the mysterious Qi in his body surged wildly. Not only that, his mysterious ancient Qi also ran at this moment, and gradually, his arms began to have blue veins.

Power!

Pure power!

Boom!

A terrible mood suddenly swept out of Yang Ye's body.

Crazy!

As soon as the mad spirit appeared, the sword meaning and the killing idea were pressed back into his body by this violent artistic conception.

Yang Ye knows that under normal circumstances, he can't beat the black robed sword cultivation at all, unless he doesn't suppress his own realm and improve his realm. Even so, he may not be able to defeat the black robed man in front of him even if he is promoted to the realm master or armor breaking state!

He just gave his full strength, but the black robed sword repair in front of him didn't do his best!

Of course, there is another reason to release the meaning of madness, that is, he wants to try, to try his own crazy mind with the sword, the effect will be how powerful!

In the field, Yang Ye, who was not very conscious, took a quick step forward with his sword in his hands, and then made a sharp chop towards the black robed sword.

A sword!

As soon as the sword fell, a sword directly stabbed his blade.

Dang!

With a piercing sound, Yang Ye's sword falls again...

it used to be crazy magic sword technique, but now, Yang Ye is crazy devil sword technique!

What is a madman?

Crazy and crazy!

Yang Ye at the moment, completely gave up the defense, he is now a word.

Attack!

Crazy attack!

In a nutshell, it's a deadly play. Don't say it works. Yang Ye was passive from the beginning, and gradually became active. Of course, he also paid a painful price. At the moment, his whole body is covered with sword marks, and every sword mark is deeply visible with five viscera and bones!

However, the black robed sword Xiu began to retreat!

Anti repression!

At the moment, Yang Ye has begun to suppress the black robed sword cultivation.

After the idea of madness appeared, Yang Ye became more and more crazy, and he became more and more evil. This kind of killing method made his sword more and more powerful. In short, it was a kind of momentum. Now he has a kind of momentum that he will never give up!

Of course, he has also paid a very painful price. His injuries are more and more. Now he is a kind of secular punishment.

Lingchi!

In the field, a series of skin tears were heard, while the man in black kept retreating. As for Yang Ye, now in the field, there is only sword light and no human shadow.

In this way, for a long time, the space in the field has been torn into countless pieces. At the moment, the black robed man has retreated a great distance. Moreover, the black robed man's body is becoming more and more illusory.

Finally, after nearly half an hour, with a sword light straight down, the black robed man directly turned into nothingness.However, Yang Ye himself fell to the ground.

As soon as he fell to the ground, there was a pool of blood behind him.

Blood is spreading fast, a lot!

Yang Ye lies in the pool of blood, and his body is constantly twitching. Gradually, the mad spirit around Yang Ye slowly flows back into his body.

This is his agreement with the madman. He can come out, but if he wants to go back, he has to go back. Otherwise, suppress forever!

In short, he has been able to control the mind of insanity.

As soon as the mad spirit disappears, another black robed sword Xiu appears in front of Yang Ye.

The breath is more powerful and terrifying than the sword cultivation just now!

Yang Ye said, waving his hand, "I, I don't want to fight, this sword, I really don't want to...

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