Chapter 1,781: 1 versus 2!

Wind and Cloud Sword Technique!

Ning Yexiao's forehead shook violently, and he stared at the sword light coming from the front in disbelief.

He could see very clearly that this was the Wind and Cloud Sword Technique of their Jingyun Sect.

How could it be performed in the hands of a woman?

Moreover, Ning Yexiao felt at the first time that the power of the Wind and Cloud Sword Technique performed by the woman was even greater than his.

"How is it possible!" Ning Yexiao blurted out, shocked.

This is the inherited sword technique of the Jingyun Sect, the Wind and Cloud Sword Technique, how could it exert such great power in the hands of an outsider?

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Although Ning Yexiao was extremely shocked in his heart, his movements were not slow at all, and his sword was sharp. He was known as the Sword Ancestor of the Jingyun Sect. He had been immersed in swordsmanship for more than 200 years and could be said to have reached an extremely high level.

Cultivation is a process of fighting for life with heaven.

Going against heaven.

The road of evolution has changed the physique, and life span can naturally increase.

Ning Yexiao looked like an ordinary old man, but he was over 200 years old and had a high level of swordsmanship.

However, Jun Lianmeng also used his natural abilities to the fullest. The glazed sword cut through the sky and fought a fierce battle with Ning Yexiao.

The core of the 100,000-strong army was composed of disciples from the Jingyun Sect. At this moment, many disciples from the Jingyun Sect could not help but be shocked when they saw this scene. It was too horrifying.

However, they soon had no time to watch.

The power of the Shenlong Corps burst out, advancing like a bulldozer, bombarding them and forcing them to retreat again and again.

At the beginning, the Shenlong Corps had the upper hand, and later, it was completely crushed.

"Is this the Shenlong Corps with a mythical color?" Another ancestor of the Jingyun Sect, named Ning Cang, couldn't help but take a breath of cold air at this moment.

Too strong!

Shenlong Corps, this is the Shenlong Corps.

"Unable to withstand a single blow." On the city wall, Master Yan San gently waved the fan in his hand, his eyes unable to conceal a trace of contempt.

He still had many trump cards and killer moves, but they were not used. The opponent's so-called 100,000-strong army had already shown signs of defeat.

For example, the Thunder Ball, this powerful weapon, was not used.

"Now it seems that in this battle, we can win a big victory without the Thunder Ball."

Master Yan San's expression was firm.

"There are still people who are not convinced." On the side, Yan Liumo suddenly shook his body, bare-handed, and blasted forward.

Ning Cang, the ancestor of Jingyun Sect, rushed into the Shenlong Legion and tried to turn the tide of the battle.

Yan Liumo arrived and punched to stop him.

"I want to see how strong the so-called thousand-year inheritance can be." Yan Liumo was a fighting maniac. He stared at Ning Cang with his eyes emitting blazing light, laughed, and immediately punched Ning Cang.

Ning Cang's face changed, and he gritted his teeth to attack.

The war broke out completely and reached a fever pitch.

To everyone's surprise, from the very beginning, Tengcheng had the upper hand. From the clash between the pawns to the contest between the strong, Tengcheng crushed the Anti-Demon Alliance.

Behind the battlefield.

Hua Bei looked ahead, the smoke rolled up, the sound of fighting shook the earth, and the screams rang out one after another, extremely harsh.

Every drum beat struck Hua Bei's soul.

"I completely underestimated Tengcheng." Zhu Fubao's eyes flashed with a sharp cold light.

Hua Bei clenched his fists and nodded slowly.

This point is undeniable.

"In Tengcheng, there are strong men who have reached the third and fourth steps of the Golden Core, and their strength is not weak." Hua Bei stared coldly, "and most of them are young geniuses."

"It is said that the sacred mountain that appeared in Tengcheng is extremely mysterious, and perhaps it hides a great secret." Zhu Fubao said in a deep voice, "Otherwise, how could so many geniuses be cultivated in a short period of time."

"This secret will be revealed soon." Hua Bei and Zhu Fubao looked at each other.

They both understood at the same time.

"Attack!"

Hua Bei and Zhu Fubao attacked at the same time, each of them suddenly launched a fierce attack on a team of the Dragon Legion.

"Not good." On the city wall, Luo Feng raised his eyebrows coldly.

"The dog is desperate."

Luo Feng strode away, his figure swept violently, turned into a flash of lightning, and appeared in front of Hua Bei in a blink of an eye.

Without hesitation, a drop of ancestral blood merged.

The blood boiled, filled with tyrannical power, Luo Feng raised his hand, and the Taoist thunder technique was launched, slashing towards Hua Bei.

Hua Bei's pupils shrank and he flew back.

He had never thought that Luo Feng would come so quickly.

In just a blink of an eye, he arrived at the battlefield from the city wall.

Such a speed... Hua Bei had never heard of it.

Monster!

At this moment, these two words appeared in Hua Bei's mind.

Boom boom boom!

In another place.

Zhu Fubao attacked the Camel Head Army of the Dragon Army.

The five-step Jindan Avenue strongman rushed over strongly, and the destructive power can be imagined.

Almost without hesitation, the judge waved his hand directly.

"Rainstorm Thunder Ball!"

As the words fell, the judge had already taken out a thunder ball in his hand. At the same time, behind the judge, the soldiers of the Camel Head Army also took out thunder balls in their hands, following the judge's rhythm, and threw them out fiercely.

Dense as rain.

The rumbling sound shook the world.

Countless thunder balls hit Zhu Fubao, and the lightning almost enveloped Zhu Fubao. The attack power of one thunder ball may not threaten Zhu Fubao, but the combined power of ten, a hundred, or even more thunder balls is enough to repel Zhu Fubao and make him embarrassed.

"The Dragon Army actually has such a trump card." Zhu Fubao's face was gloomy. He also planned to take advantage of Luo Feng's failure to arrive at the battlefield, and he and Hua Bei would attack at the same time, relying on the power of the five-step Jindan Dao realm to forcibly hit the Dragon Army. However, Hua Bei was stopped by Luo Feng in the first time, and he also encountered this terrible block.

Zhu Fubao clenched his fists.

He wanted to launch an offensive, but, turned his head and looked, his face changed again.

In such a short time, Luo Feng actually suppressed Hua Bei, making it difficult for him to fight back.

"No wonder Shuan Shiyi died in his hands." Zhu Fubao's heart was shocked, and he did not dare to hesitate. He rushed up decisively and joined forces with Hua Bei.

Boom!

Zhu Fubao even took out a secret weapon to counter Luo Feng's attack.

At this moment, Hua Bei felt relieved. He looked up and stared at Luo Feng with fear.

He no longer dared to look down on this young genius who was only at the third step of the Golden Core Realm.

The power Luo Feng showed at this moment was enough to crush any of them.

"Go all out!"

Hua Bei shouted, and suddenly took out a big medicine in his hand and swallowed it. In an instant, terrifying energy surged from his body, and his eyes burst into a sharp light, "Kill!"