"sword!"

"sword!"

The two of them retreated after a thunderous strike, almost telepathically, and each other's swords were thrown out of their hands.

With the blessing of various martial arts wills, the two swords were fighting in the air as if they were still controlled by human figures.

Sparks flew everywhere, and the sword light shone like the change of day.

"Thunder Holy Body!"

"Blue Dragon Holy Body!"

The two fought in close quarters, each sacrificing a holy body, and at the same time used a set of boxing techniques to fight with extremely violent means.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

After ten punches, the sound of the fists clashing sounded like thunder in everyone's ears.

Every time a punch was thrown, a crack appeared on the ground. In the end, the punches fired by the two became slower and slower.

It's incredibly slow, almost slower than an ant or a snail.

However, the air waves generated by the explosion of the fist light exceeded one wave after another, and even the attic was affected.

Whoosh!

The Holy Lord of Tianchi made a hand seal, and each sect's suspended pavilion took a few steps back.

boom!

After another punch, the light destroyed the sky and the earth, and the barrier covering the flying battle platform was completely shattered.

Without the protection of the barrier, the aftermath surged and swept across all directions, turning into terrifying storms.

There was an uproar at the scene, and everyone was stunned and speechless. They couldn't imagine that the two of them would fight to such a situation.

"Here comes the sword!"

"Here comes the sword!"

The two of them each shouted, and the holy swords that were fighting each other in the air turned into a thunderbolt and flew into the hands of their masters.

Thirty-six days!

But in the end, Lin Yun was one step ahead. He and Zhan Hua had a close connection, and their tacit understanding was far from ordinary.

With a sword strike, the masked man had just finished executing his sword move.

Clang!

This sword smashed the opponent's sword force, and then flew away the holy sword in his hand. Huang Xuanyi retreated quickly, but his peripheral vision still caught his mask.

A crack appeared on the ancient mask, and the next moment, the mask exploded.

A handsome, flawless face appeared in everyone's sight.

When everyone saw his face clearly, they were all stunned and speechless, and jumped up directly.

How is this possible!

Everyone knows this person!

Not to mention the Ancient Wasteland, no one in the entire Eastern Wasteland knew of his existence.

"What...is going on?"

Sitting in the middle, Tianchi Shengjun, who had always been calm and composed, had a completely changed expression. How could it be him.
Chapter completed!