"This loud voice...so awesome!"

Dan Tai Yao held the sword to protect her body, and there were wisps of the misty sword intent of the Wuchen Sword Technique floating around her. Her beautiful eyes were filled with spiritual light. Her arms gently swung her to form a wisp of artistic conception to protect the disciples of the Changsheng Palace behind her. As the chief of the Changsheng Palace, she already has the ability to protect the safety of her disciples. She has indeed grown very fast, which makes people have to look at her with admiration.

Zhao Hao stood in the wind, blood was overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and his body was filled with the Buddha's light of the Great Cause Fire Wheel Art. As the strongest disciple of the Ten Thousand Buddhas and Taoisms in the inner courtyard, his strength has now reached the point of not dying from the superior saints. His physical strength is becoming increasingly powerful under the training of Buddhist scriptures. Perhaps... he will become the second person to become a saint in my body after me.

However, the exiled saints in the sky at this time were like a cloud of death covering their heads.

"Broken!"

The middle-aged Confucian and Taoist exile whistled, and their slender arms swayed around the Confucian and Taoist artistic conception, like a giant pillar that stretched across the world. The iron fist burst out with flames, and the fierce second fist was about to burst out. Under the suppression of the boxing force, the direction of attack and killing was the disciples of Bailu Academy. Before the boxing force arrived, the weaker disciples vomited blood.

But everyone had no choice but to retreat, and the surrounding area had been blocked by this middle-aged exile!

...

"superior!"

After shattering the bodies of two blood demons with one sword, my blood power burst out. I almost instantly moved to the middle-aged exile with my speedy man skills. The corner of my mouth raised and said with a smile: "What are the abilities of bullying my junior brothers and sisters?"

"Bu Yixuan?!"

He recognized me and a grin appeared on the corner of his mouth: "You are here just in time, let's see how I kill you!"

The fist force splits the sky, falling like a majestic volcano, and is full of transcendent Confucian and Taoist rules. This offensive is very fierce, and it cannot be compared with the strength of the demon king. With my current strength, I was actually a little bit forced to fight a superior saint, but I had to fight. Li Qingyin and Lin Muzhao were all entangled by the superior saints of the evil way. One reason was that I could not escape, and I was the only one who could protect the disciples of the academy.

"brush--"

The Immortal Bone Sword swept across, bringing out a wisp of profound Confucianism and Taoism. The White Deer Sword Technique is the Confucianism and Taoism sword technique, which is similar to Li Qingyin's Confucianism and Saint Sword Classic. Facing the attack of the middle-aged exile, the Immortal Bone Sword slightly pointed, and the symbols of the Confucianism and Taoism rule were squirted in front of the chest, condensed into thousands of golden rules chains. The chain lingers around the long sword, soaring into the sky like a moist vine, instantly entangling the fiery red fist force in the air. Then the sword rules exploded, and each rule chain exploded, forming a field where rules collapsed.

The White Deer Sword Technique, the Great Way is Heavy!

"Boom boom boom boom~~~"

The Bailu sword technique is extremely powerful, but the punch of this superior saint contains the profound Confucian and Taoist true meaning, which is also terrifyingly powerful. Two powerful forces collided together, and the entire sky was dyed red, and the space continued to collapse, just as black holes appeared in the void, squeaking everything in the world. Just as the fire-red air waves had not yet completely disappeared, a transcendent sword intention bloomed in the void!

"laugh!"

The thin sword turned into a cold light and slashed straight down, which was a soft sword wrapped around the waist of the middle-aged exile!

Three sword spirits surrounded him. He had at least reached the late stage of sword heart unity. I felt a little cold in my heart. Could this person be a genius, the monster of the three masters of fist, palm and sword!?

Obviously, it is precisely because of this that it is difficult for anyone in the world to integrate these three directions, but he did it. No wonder he dared to challenge the many genius disciples of the two major academies alone!

The sword came too fast, but it was not fast enough. Just as the sword intention approached my chest, a wisp of the rules of the time sword movement began to move, and time seemed to stop, which made me retreat quickly. The Immortal Bone Sword was raised, and the mortal world fell and attacked with a bang. After a loud "kneel" sound, two powerful forces canceled each other out, and several feet of rules collapsed around, pulling their sleeves, making a sound.

"Um?!"

Obviously, the middle-aged exile didn't see how I escaped, and his eyes were filled with surprise, and he said, "Is it... the rule of time? Haha, the disciple of the White Deer Sword Saint is indeed extraordinary. After killing you, she should be very sad? Hahahaha..."

The aura of the superior saint became stronger and stronger, and the holy energy rolled across the world. He held a thin sword in his hand, exuding the confidence of his determination to win. The long sword trembled and poured out stars and attacked him. The sword intent was sharp, and each sword energy exuded an ancient artistic conception of water dripping through stones. This sharp light of sword art was revealed. With the insight of the sword heart of all things, I became alert at the first time. If I underestimate the enemy at this time, I might suffer a great loss.

I opened the Zhenyu Sword Realm, but this power was still not enough. The outer layer of the Zhenyu Sword Realm was already full of holes in the blink of an eye. I subconsciously passed the fifth and sixth styles, and with a low roar, I directly used the seventh style of the White Deer Sword Technique - the fall of heaven and earth. Suddenly, the sword intent roared wildly, and the four sword soul shadows stood above my head one after another, especially the Dharma images of Bai Shura and the peerless female immortal, exuding the transcendent realm, attacking with one sword, turning the sky and earth, and the universe was broken, as if a star-space vortex was pierced.

"Boom~~~"

The world around was trembling wildly, and the rules of space were suppressed, and countless cracks were generated like glass bottles, and then collapsed. The attack of heaven and earth falling collided with the Confucian and Taoist sword intent of the middle-aged exile, and the sound of hissings and whistling, but the pervasive sharp light still attacked the law of heaven and earth falling.

"Chew!"

The left arm suddenly passed through, and blood surged wildly, and was penetrated by the sword intent of a wisp of a fish that escaped the net. The golden blood instantly spread over the clothes of the arm. I frowned and didn't care at all. I focused all my attention on the battle of sword moves. As soon as the trend of heaven and earth was disillusioned, my wrist flipped, and a completely different swordsman exploded. It was the Nine Swords of the Unparalleled Nine Swords. Wrapped under the chaotic clouds, a big "Xuan" word lies across the tip of the sword, and as I stabbed out, it blasted towards the opponent in the fog.

The middle-aged exile did not stop. After a fierce move failed, the left fist crossed and turned into a fiery red iron fist several feet long, surging around the will of Confucianism and Taoism. It collided with the nine swords. The shattered sword intent continued to pass, killing the blood demons around. Dongfang Lin'er, Dan Tai Yao and others did not watch the battle, but joined their respective battle situations, killing them indistinguishable.

"The first place in the semi-saint list is indeed a bit interesting."

The middle-aged exile laughed, hugged his arms, and his body was filled with invincible confidence, saying, "I finally believe that you can defeat the descendants of the Demon Dragon and Linglong, but... your strength has never reached a real breakthrough. The step that cannot catch up with Ling Yuechi is not a real transcendence, and he is still in the realm of a mortal."

"Who is Ling Yuechi...?" I was stunned.

"You can live for a long time and talk about it today, otherwise...what does she have to do with you?"

The middle-aged exile smiled contemptuously, and his sword turned into a stream of light again and shot in a flash, shouting in a low voice: "Along the way, you can kill the lower saints and the higher saints. Do you think you can also kill the higher saints? Even if you try it, let you know what the difference is between the higher saints and let you see how far the half-saint is from the sword saint!"

There were vortexes of sword intent flowing around his long sword, just like a small world in its own shape. It could absorb my sword intent and explode my own sword intent, so that in the battle, my holy power was actually weakened, but his own holy power was enhanced, so that even though I had two immortal veins, my power was still completely suppressed.

A superior sword saint with the three masters of fist, palm and sword, is not too far from the titled sword saint.

I felt a little desperate. Could it be that I must use the forbidden power of Bai Shura? But at this time, it was only less than half an hour before the war began. If I use the power of Bai Shura at this time, what should I do next? What else can I use to protect the disciples of the academy?

"laugh!"

The 5,700 spiritual patterns of the Immortal Bone Sword blew out and suddenly drew out, as if it had melted a scroll of paper. The red light ignited the space and formed a trajectory of the collapse of the streamer. Although this superior sword saint was strong, he seemed to be well versed in the rules of the three masters of fist, palm and sword, and did not know much about the rules of time. He could only rely on the time sword to save some situations.

Time slowed down, so that the opponent's thunder-like sword was also captured. The Immortal Bone Sword collided with the thin sword, and a dull tremor was heard. The wrist was so numb that I almost couldn't even hold the sword. Just in the flash, my left hand was freed, and the sword intent of time bloomed between my fingers, condensed into an inconspicuous sword technique and stabbed the opponent's eyebrows.

"Peng!"

With a light sound, the middle-aged exile was directly hit by carelessness, and the protective sword energy continued to fall apart, but the bones at the center of the eyebrows were extremely hard. It was obviously re-tempered and the spirit bones were blown away. However, the sword technique could not pierce the eyebrows, but it only left a shallow trace at the bones of the eyebrows.

Blood drifted in the strong wind, and my movements did not stop at all. I moved my body horizontally, and the immortal bone sword slashed out dozens of swords. The real strong confrontation was not allowed to hesitate. Every second was very important. The middle-aged exiled person was completely angry and embarrassed. His sword was radiant, and his whole body was like a magic sword hanging down between heaven and earth.

"You've completely angered me."

His face became ferocious, and he was no longer as elegant and handsome as a Confucian and Taoist monk. He opened and closed in one go. Three fierce swords in a row swept across my dozens of swords. Then the thin sword shook, and the entire sky seemed to move, turning into a swelling of the magnificent light and attacking him.

Angry.

The artistic conception of Confucian and Taoist rules has also been greatly weakened, and it seems to have gained the upper hand, but it has lost its own advantages.
Chapter completed!