"Shit!"

Yan Liren's sword light was like lightning, like a dragon, almost covering the entire sky, rushing towards the Fantian Seal, but under the suppression of the Fantian Seal, they were twisted into twists and flowers, torn, shattered, and annihilated!

Yan Liren took one step at a time, as if walking in the heavy snow of five feet thick. He was shorter. Every time he took a step forward, most of his body would be buried deep into the earth.

Under the suppression of super gravity, not only did he bleed in his seven orifices, but even crystal clear blood beads seeped out from every pore. His face, which was originally like a big white steamed bun, was pressed into a sesame cake, with an extremely terrifying appearance.

Qi Zhongdao still looked like he was still motionless, as if the whole world was rotating around him, and he divided the square and set the rules!

The comparison between the two sides made many viewers who were not aware of the truth on the outside, cheered and shook their flags and shouted.

However, Li Yao's pupils suddenly contracted and he was still calm. He suddenly fell backwards and stepped heavily on his heels, retreating like a frightened strange bird!

Almost as soon as he retreated, Yan Liren's chest and abdomen suddenly expanded into a ball, and he let out a roar like a god and a demon. The black giant sword, which was fifty or sixty meters long, broke free from the constraints of the gravity field, and smashed it down at the Fantian Seal!

If this is broken, I am afraid that the Fantian Seal will not be split in half, but will be smashed directly!

Qi Zhongdao snorted coldly, a ray of blood faintly overflowed from the corner of his mouth. The orbital rotation speed around the Fantian Seal reached its limit. A force field visible to the naked eye was shining with black light waves, spreading rapidly!

"boom!"

The black giant sword was actually crushed by the Fantian Seal!

Before everyone could applaud, the fragments of the black giant sword exploded further, completely turning into a ball of black mist, sweeping across all directions, instantly covering a huge space of hundreds of meters!

"not good!"

"It was Yan Liren who took the initiative to smash his secret sword in the prehistoric world to interfere with the power of the Fantian Seal!"

"He is willing to give up such an ancient spiritual sword? He is willing to give up!"

Before everyone's screams stopped, an unprecedented powerful shock wave erupted in the black fog, like a hurricane passing through the border, like a huge wave, or like the sun falling heavily onto the Copper Furnace Peak!

Those Jindan and Nascent Souls who were not as quick as Li Yao were instantly swallowed by the shock wave, like a small boat in the storm, which was blown out!

The ten defensive restrictions surrounding the sword test field exploded, twisted, and annihilated from the inside out, leaving only the curling blue smoke!

Everyone's eyes were temporarily blinded by the strong light triggered by the fierce collision of ancient treasures in the prehistoric times, and even if they close their eyes immediately, it would be useless.

Their ears were completely blocked by the loud noises of the landslides and cracks. Hundreds of loud noises overlapped together, and the lingering sound repeatedly hit their eardrums, causing them to feel a splitting headache and chest tightness!

Only after more than a dozen breaths were all hit by the cultivators who had been hit by the sword test field could they gradually calm down, release five senses, and scan the entire venue.

What appeared before them was an incredible picture.

On the originally flat sword test field, with the center of the confrontation between two top masters as the origin, circles of folds piled up from all directions, as if the earth turned into waves, and waves were frozen into ice peaks more than ten meters high!

Qi Zhongdao and Yan Liren each held a lonely peak, with their backs facing each other, expressionless and deep eyes.

Some careful monks found that their positions were exactly interchangeable from the moment ago.

The Fantian Seal was still slowly rotating above the head of Qizhong Dao, but no longer emitted colorful mysterious light. A shallow scratch appeared on the surface of the silver ball that was originally perfect and extremely accurate!

Although it is extremely thin, very short and shallow, it looks like a scar on the face of a beautiful lady, making it difficult not to pay attention to it.

On top of Yan Liren's head, two ancient spiritual swords, except for the black giant sword, were also floating in the air, with the sword light trembling, like two seriously injured giant snakes.

"This battle..."

All the cultivators were shocked and looked at the appearance of these two people, but they still didn't know who won and who lost!

"Look!"

Suddenly, a cultivator exclaimed in surprise to the sky.

Everyone looked in the direction of his fingers, but they saw that the several colorful clouds above Yan Liren's head were compressed into balls, as if they could not support their weight and were about to fall from the sky!

"Click! Click! Click!"

Before everyone could be surprised, behind Qi Zhongdao, several high mountain rocks on the edge of the Tonglu Peak that were towering into the clouds also made loud noises, and they actually slid down obliquely, revealing a smooth section as smooth as a mirror. It was obviously cut off by the sword energy that had swept thousands of meters away!

"boom!"

The huge mountain rock weighing tens of thousands of tons fell on the edge of Tonglu Peak, and the mountain suddenly shook and the ground, as if the entire Tonglu Peak could not withstand the destruction of the two masters and was about to collapse!

Hundreds of Ziji Sword Sect members rushed away, and there were also Yuanying sword cultivators from Ziji Sword Sect, who were busy strengthening the surrounding magic circles to avoid the unbearable scene of the entire mountain collapsing.

"puff!"

Another senior Yuanying who was standing in the first circle just now, with white hair and beard spitting black blood on his mouth, staggering back three steps, sitting on the ground with his butt, his face as if dead, uncertain!

"No, the old senior Qing Leizi of Ming Lei's dynasty was affected by the power of the sword energy and Fantian Seal. He was seriously injured. Please help!"

Qing Leizi is a respected senior in the cultivation world. Unexpectedly, he just stood a little closer and escaped a little slower, and was affected and injured like this.

For a moment, it caused another stir.

Everyone was amazed. This battle was so exciting that it was enough to compete with the amazing battle between two powerful gods on both sides of the good and evil side a hundred years ago!

But who wins and who loses?

The nervous air was like a frozen glacier, as if you could hear the sound of ice cracking. Whether on the Taixuan Dao or the Ziji Sword Sect's camp, all the monks held their breath and stared at the two masters who were solidified like statues on the Gu Feng.

"call……"

Li Yao let out a long sigh and shook his clothes that were completely sweaty. This trip to the ancient world is really worth the trip. Just observing the showdown between two peerless masters is completely worth the ticket price!

"Welcoming such a hearty battle is of great benefit to my own combat practice. I can vaguely feel that I will make a breakthrough in the near future!"

"It's a pity that I can't stop the battle between these two ancient cultivators. No matter which of them is, they shouldn't die in such a situation!"

"Qi Zhongdao is truly the leader of Daqian cultivator, but, just..."

Li Yao sighed and glanced at several monks in Taixuan Taoist robe beside him. He waved his hands at them, saying regretfully, "Go and restrain your Zhengyi Zhenren, he has...fallen!"

"What!"

When the audience was silent and waiting for the final result to be released, Li Yao's whisper was like a thunderbolt from the clear sky!

"Zhengyi Zhenren was defeated? Dead? How is it possible? How is it possible!"

"How did he know, how did he see it?"

"This guy is rude and dares to talk about others here!"

"Don't say that, this Master Lingjiu has some tricks. He has been standing in the inner circle just now watching the battle. He didn't even open his spiritual shield, so he dared to walk around in the sword light, but he was unscathed!"

"And, before Zhengyi Zhenren and Jian Chi used their strongest killer moves, he was the first to react and retreat!"

"Before the two sides fought, he predicted that Zhengyi Zhenren would lose. Now he is so confident. Maybe he has amazing achievements and is not just talking nonsense!"

"This, this, this-"

Everyone stared at Li Yao in shock and angrily.

Especially those Taixuan Taoist sects, they looked back and forth between Qi Zhongdao and Li Yao with horror.

Even Jie Xinghuo, who provoked Li Yao at the beginning and said he wanted to "test the sword" with him, and "Uncle Liao", were so scared that they shrank their heads and rushed into the crowd, fearing that Li Yao would see it!

In everyone's eyes, Li Yao, a scattered cultivator who can predict the victory, defeat, life and death of two peerless masters before the battle, has become increasingly mysterious and even a little gloomy and mysterious!

At this moment, there was finally a change on the lonely peak.

"Ahem, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Qi Zhongdao suddenly shook his body and vomited blood from a big mouth. He couldn't stop it, and he was about to fall from the lonely peak!

"ah!"

Sure enough, many monks were found to be killed by the "Master Lingjiu" and didn't know how to react!

Hearing two "cracks" sounds, on another lonely peak, two secret swords lingering above Yan Liren's head instantly exploded hundreds of crisscrossing cracks, and were covered with dense cracks, which were damaged in an incredible way!

Two secret swords fell weakly from mid-air, one inserted into the ground obliquely, and the other hung on the ground like a dead fish. There was no trace of the brilliance of the ancient spiritual treasure, it was like two pieces of fire sticks!

"puff--"

Yan Liren also squirted out blood in a mouthful of blood, rolling down from the lonely peak like a ball of meat, rolling into the cracked folds of the earth, and disappearing into people's sight.

Everyone was stunned and stood on tiptoe for a long time, but waited until a muffled voice came from the wrinkles: "Yan... is defeated!"

“…Give up!”

Qi Zhongdao vomited blood for a long time, and then swayed for a long time, but he could not die even after dying. He still had the black and dirty bitter melon face. He bowed to Yan Liren in the crack of the ground and said dryly.

Sweeping the sleeves of the robe, the Fantian Seal in the air was taken back into his bag. The head of the cultivator Daqian looked in the direction of Li Yao intentionally or unintentionally. His eyes were extremely complicated, and he silently bowed to the direction of the battle flag of the Ziji Sword Sect, stepped in the air, and returned to the Taixuan Dao along the non-existent ladder.

"Win!"

All the high-level monks standing on the side of Taixuan Dao, who had just fallen to the bottom of the valley, instantly reached mid-air, and bright fireworks bloomed, and they were so happy that they cried!

"Sword Child is indeed not the opponent of Zhengichi Shin-man!"

"Three secret swords that have been hard for decades of sacrifice and refining, and encounter the Fantian Seal of Zhengyi Zhenren, one completely explodes and two seriously damage!"

"This battle was won neatly and heart-wrenching!"

"Taixuan Dao is worthy of being the most powerful sect in the world, and Zhenren Zhengyi is worthy of being the leader of the world's cultivators!"

"What else did that guy say-"

"Swish, swish, swish!"

Suddenly, countless sharp gazes stabbed Li Yao hard!
Chapter completed!