The bright moon will last forever, and the Sword Sect will be immortal!

Lin Yun's words echoed everywhere in the world. His sword intention was magnificent and mighty. It seemed that he was about to break through the shackles of the eighth level at any time and hit the legendary ninth level sword intention that was the ultimate in heaven and earth.

Lin Yun was dressed in a green shirt, carrying a sword box on his back and holding a funeral flower in his hand, standing in the void.

At this moment, the light of his sword was extremely bright, as if it was really a bright moon, shining brightly on all the seven main peaks and one hundred and eight outer peaks of the Sword Sect.

In the world, the mythical visions belonging to him have become more magnificent, and various sacred sounds are constantly chanted, turning into the most beautiful and sweet hymns.

Many of the great saints in the battle couldn't help but look over. The faces of the great saints from the Xuantian Sect changed and they all stepped back.

They were extremely surprised to find that in this chaotic battle, their own side suffered unexpectedly huge losses.

Almost all the great saints were injured. Even the peak great saints in the immortal realm had lost a lot of their original vitality.

On the other hand, on the Jianzong side, they were bathed in a faint holy light, and not many people were injured.

This seems extremely weird!

In fact, many great saints who were interested in the chaos did not notice that when the war started, they were on a lonely peak outside Chixiao Peak.

There is a mysterious woman playing the bamboo flute on the top of the mountain. Her tune seems to surpass the voice of the Holy King, surpass the voice of the emperor, and reach the extremely rare voice of the dragon.

This note fell silently on the great sage of the Sword Sect, and there was nothing strange about it when he was in the midst of a fierce battle.

I just felt that my heart was full of fighting spirit, and I was very good at all kinds of martial arts. I didn't notice at all that my astrological scrolls and my martial arts visions had become much stronger than usual with this blessing.

After giving up at this moment, the sound of the flute stopped suddenly and disappeared into the smoke, making it impossible to distinguish the trace.

"The Ancient God-Slaying Formation cannot suppress the opponent. How is this possible?"

"Even if Fuyou is injured, this Ancient God-killing Formation can easily crush the Great Sage without hurting him at all."

"What the hell is this?"

The Great Sage Jueming took a glance and found that his side had suffered heavy losses, and almost all of the Sword Sect's side had minor injuries that were not painful.

Lin Yun fell down with the Purple Kite Sword Box on his back, and wow, the moment he landed, the sword light on his body suddenly spread out in all directions like moonlight.

boom!

As soon as he landed, the Great Sage Fu Guang rose into the air and appeared in front of Lin Yun as if teleporting. He raised his hand and pressed down with his palm.

It's the Mingzong's forbidden technique, the Sun and Moon Demon Heavenly Hand!

Lin Yun's expression did not change. He was not afraid of the opponent before when he did not carry the sword box on his back. Now that he is carrying the Purple Kite sword box, he is not afraid at all.

Clang!

The tip of the sword touched the opponent's palm, and the sword force on his body rose up, blocking the opponent's giant black hand falling from the sky.

"A mortal body dares to fight against Burial Flower!"

Lin Yun's eyes flashed with sharpness, and his right hand holding the sword suddenly released, and then turned into a palm and pushed it on the hilt of the Burial Flower Sword.

boom!

The funeral flower is in full bloom, and the power of the supreme holy sword that once belonged only to the Southern Emperor is now sharply sharpened.

With a pop, it pierced the opponent's palm, and the sword stabbed in smoothly.

Lin Yun grasped the hilt of the sword again, turned his backhand, and with a bang, Fu Guang's right hand exploded.

The forbidden technique of the Sun Moon Demon Heavenly Hand collapsed!

Fu Guang's body was directly knocked away, and the other great saints dodged away for fear of being affected.

For a time, Jian Zong became very powerful and everyone applauded.

"Fu Guang, you've launched sneak attacks several times, haven't you learned a lesson?"

Jian Jingtian looked at the other party with disdain.

Phew!

Fu Guang screamed and spit out blood. His immortal body was unable to grow an arm quickly. The sword intent lingering inside made it suffer endlessly, constantly destroying its original vitality.

Looking at Tianyao and Wuxuan, these two holy places barely stood up, but their faces were pale and bloodless.

At first glance, it seems that he is secretly running the rules of the holy way, suppressing the eighth-grade peak sword intent in his body.

The Great Sage Jueming glanced at it, and his heart suddenly became filled with despair.

It’s over!

All lost!

Get ready to slip away.

As soon as the Great Sage Jueming raised his head, he saw his brother. They all looked at him and thought about it.

"If you leave now, all grievances and grievances will still have to be discussed. If you don't leave, you will be fighting to the death with me, the Sword Sect."

Mu Xuankong stepped forward as the head teacher, looked at the group of people opposite and said in a deep voice.

Although the Sword Sect has the advantage at the moment, both sides are great saints after all. If they really want to fight to the death, there is no way they can end the battle before dark.

After a long time, I didn’t know that an accident would happen.

Jian Jingtian raised his eyes and said: "Leave now. I will not cause any trouble to you within a hundred years, and I will never massacre your descendants."

While talking, Ye Guhan, Tianxuan Sword Master and others all stepped forward and pressed forward, completely overwhelming the opponent with their momentum.

"Hahaha, Jian Jingtian, I haven't seen you for so many years, but my temper hasn't changed at all. Yao Guang didn't tell you, as a sword cultivator, he kills too much, so he won't be able to become an emperor."

At this moment, a hearty laughter came.

boom!

Just nine days away, a ray of light fell like a shooting star.

When the light dissipated, a figure walked out. The figure had long golden hair that was slightly curved. He was dressed in white, with strange flowers blooming on his right shoulder. His face was like white jade, and he was as handsome as a demon.

Who is it if it’s not Tian Xuanzi!

Everyone turned pale with shock, Jian Zong's expressions all became serious, and a look of worry flashed in his eyes.

Is the battle between Tian Xuanzi and Divine Phoenix Lord over?

What about Holy Master Divine Phoenix?

"Meet the Holy Lord!"

The faces of the Great Sage Jueming and others changed slightly, and then they were ecstatic and quickly bowed to salute.

Tian Xuanzi smiled slightly, raised his hand and patted Fu Guang.

Bang!

The eighth-grade sword intention remaining in his body was immediately released from his pores, and his broken right hand grew rapidly.

Then with two flicks of his fingers, all the sword intent in Tianyao and Wuxun's bodies was expelled, and their faces immediately turned rosy.

The Great Sage Fuguang quickly thanked him and returned the Emperor Dragon Order to the other party.

Boom!

Another stream of light fell from the sky, it was the Holy Lord of the Divine Phoenix. He was scarred, his expression was extremely weak, and his body was dim and lacked the holy brilliance.

The demeanor of the Holy Lord in the past has long since disappeared.

Who loses and wins between him and Tian Xuanzi can be seen at a glance.

"Holy Lord!"

Ye Guhan and others quickly stepped forward to check and care about the injuries of Holy Lord Divine Phoenix.

"Sorry, I didn't block him."

Holy Lord Divine Phoenix smiled bitterly, with a look of guilt and unwillingness on his face.

Lin Yun stepped forward, held the opponent's right hand, and activated the Qinglong Divine Bone to inject the Qinglong Holy Qi into the opponent's body.

Holy Lord Divine Phoenix stopped him and said: "My body is intact, but the source of the Dao has been destroyed."

Lin Yun took a deep breath, knowing that he was in big trouble.

"Great Sage Xuantian, invincible in ancient times!"

"Great Sage Xuantian, invincible in ancient times!"

While the faces of everyone in the Jianzong were solemn, the morale of Xuantianzong was greatly increased, and the voice of invincibility could not be heard.

Tian Xuanzi smiled lightly, then lay down with his hands spread out and his body facing back.

boom!

The purple-gold dragon roared in the distance and caught Tian Xuanzi the moment he lay down. Tian Xuanzi's outstretched hands hugged the jumping Jiuli cat.

He glanced away, first looking at the depths of the Sword Sect, where the sword light made people fearful.

The sword light shrouded it, filled with terrifying power of heaven, and contained the aura of destruction.

That place is already a forbidden area, and anyone who is not an emperor-level expert will surely die if he enters it.

Looking at the Sword Sect, the holy veins have been destroyed, the mountain gate has been completely trampled, and Yaoguang's Tribulation will definitely be affected to some extent.

However, the main peak is still there, and the holy energy Yaoguang needs to overcome the calamity is still barely enough.

"I am not a bloodthirsty person. Please step aside and let me watch Yao Guang survive the calamity."

The Purple Golden Dragon Seat was hovering in mid-air. Tian Xuanzi looked at Ye Guhan and others with an indifferent expression, and even a soft smile on his handsome face.

It is difficult to associate such a person with a cruel and vicious person.

"This is the Sword Sect, it's you who should leave!"

Jian Jingtian roared angrily, then raised his sword to kill him. Haoyang's sword intent was so bright that those who were struck by the sharp edge couldn't open their eyes.

Lin Yun's expression turned stern. Just as he was about to step out, Ye Guhan slapped him hard on the shoulder.

The two looked at each other, and Ye Guhan smiled and said, "Elder brother is still here."

Lin Yun bit his lip, feeling warm in his heart and his eyes were slightly moist.

He had never thought about the injustice of heaven as Fu Guang did. He had suffered a lot of grievances, but he also knew that he was also hurt by many people.

Master Yaoguang loves him, the two master wives love him, and the senior brother also loves him.

Su Ziyao didn't say a word, she just held his hand tightly.

"Let him come."

Tian Xuanzi stopped the others from taking action. With a flick of his finger, a buzzing sound was heard from behind the dragon chair, and a holy sword flew out from it.

The holy sword turned into a white dragon, and with a bang, it blocked the sharp sword Jingtian.

Whoosh!

The sound of breaking through the sky burst out, and Long Yun, Tianxuan, Jingchen, Ye Guhan, the Great Sage of the Monster Clan, and Mr. Ghost each took action, planning to besiege Tian Xuanzi.

They are all at the level of the Great Sage, and they are all extraordinary people, not comparable to ordinary Great Sages.

It is not difficult to fight one against two in the same realm. Monsters like Ye Guhan can even fight across realms to fight one against three.

The Shengwei who are joining forces now can be said to be devastating to the world, and the entire Chixiao Peak is trembling.

Tian Xuanzi stroked the cat with his left hand and formed a seal with his right hand, with a calm and pale expression.

There was only a sonorous sword cry, and the six holy swords behind the dragon throne roared into the air. Each of the holy swords evolved into a divine dragon. In an instant, the Great Sage Tianxuan and others were shocked and took several steps back.

Clang, clang, clang!

On the Chixiao Peak Taoist platform, dragons roared and sword lights surged for a moment. The seven dragon holy swords easily blocked Mr. Ghost and others, forcing several people to resist.

And Tian Xuanzi, who was on the dragon throne, hadn't even really taken action yet.

"Great Sage Xuantian, invincible in ancient times!"

Such strength shocked all the monks inside and outside the Sword Sect.

"If you don't leave the imperial realm, who can compete with you..."

Many holy monks in the Ancient Realm who saw this scene were shocked by the strength displayed by Tian Xuanzi.

Click!

On the Taoist platform, Ye Guhan shook off the Golden Dragon Holy Sword, a look of determination flashed in his eyes, and he looked forward.

Tian Xuanzi looked at Ye Guhan with a complicated expression.

The twin stars who were famous all over the world at that time, the two who were once the best friends, finally came to the point where they drew swords and faced each other.

I always seem to go the wrong way...

Tian Xuanzi smiled bitterly in his heart, and reached out to hold the Golden Dragon Holy Sword that was knocked away by the opponent. There was an undisguised look of sadness on his handsome and flawless face.

"Tian Xuanzi, I said, if you dare to come to Jianzong, I will kill you!"

Ye Guhan held the holy sword in his hand, and the sword pointed directly at Tian Xuanzi on the purple gold dragon throne.