As soon as Su Liu's Fire Dance Whirlwind Sword Technique was cast, its power was vaguely in the atmosphere of burning mountains and boiling seas.
But seeing the fire in the sky, the nearby sky seemed to be distorted.
Thousands of Quanzhen disciples, after seeing such a terrible sight, their faces became a little pale at this moment.
Even if they were not strong enough, they could clearly feel the terrifying fluctuations emanating from the flame storm.
If this sword were to be slashed at them, I am afraid that even the ashes would not be left.
The people, who were already dozens of meters away from the battlefield, hurriedly retreated backwards again, and even retreated to a hundred feet away, barely able to get rid of that terrible momentum suppression.
Countless people were sweating, looking at the white-clad figure in the midst of the flame storm, and an indescribable fear emerged in their hearts.
"This guy… Where exactly did the monster come from? "
In fact, don't talk about these Quanzhen disciples who have seen the power of the Fire Dance Whirlwind for the first time.
Even Lin Yu, who had faced this type of Excalibur directly, couldn't help but feel a chill in his back, recalling the terrible memories of that day that were like the scorching sun burning in the air, as if he was in the furnace.
"This guy's sword technique seems to have become much stronger!"
"What a demon, such a martial arts talent, even if it was Miss and Wang Chongyang of that year, I am afraid it is difficult to reach, right?"
The onlookers are still terrified, but what kind of terrible pressure will the people in the center of the battlefield bear?
I'm afraid that no one except the Seven Sons of Quanzhen can empathize.
Right now, in the center of the battlefield.
A frightening burning sound of flames suddenly sounded.
Whoops! Whoops!
The flames and the whirlwind intertwined, turning into a vortex of destruction, rendering the mid-air into a crimson color, like a round of blazing sun falling from the nine heavens, appearing in front of everyone's eyes, sparkling golden light contained indestructible sword qi, and rolled towards the Big Dipper Seven Star Sword In a destructive posture.
A storm of flames swept through.
Almost at the moment of contact, the originally imposing Big Dipper Seven Star Sword Momentum instantly melted like ice and snow under the blazing sun.
"Broken!"
Su Liu's eyes lit up, and with a steep low sigh, the flying rainbow sword light suddenly flew up, wrapped in flames and whirlwinds, and stabbed out towards the intersection of the seven long swords.
Bang!
The crimson sword light that burst into the sky retracted sharply, turning into a golden glow as brilliant as the blazing sun.
Click, click, click!
The seven long swords shattered suddenly!
And Quanzhen Qizi also spat out blood, and his footsteps staggered backwards a few steps, and the qiu who was already injured could not stand up, and fell to the ground, his face as pale as gold paper.
At this moment, Su Liu's sword momentum did not diminish in the slightest.
Still like a divine dragon suddenly appearing, it flew towards the direction where the Seven Sons of Quanzhen were located.
At this time, the Quanzhen Seven Sons' sword had been lost, and they had endured the counterattack of the formation, and they had already lost their combat effectiveness, how could they block the sharp edge of the Changhong Sword?
If Su Liu's sword is cut down, I am afraid that from now on, the Seven Sons of Quanzhen will be removed from the jianghu!
"Teach real people!!"
"Not !!!"
"Demon Dao, Er dare to !!?"
Seeing this scene, the thousands of disciples of the Quanzhen Sect were stunned and eager to fly up and use their bodies to block Su Liu's sword blade.
However, these people had not even reached the innate level of ants, and they could not even step into the battlefield.
As long as you get close to Within Su Liu's three inches, you will be strangled into a blood mist by the fiery sword qi!
At this moment, seeing that the long sword that was as red as a flying rainbow was about to stab, Master Brother Ma Jue struggled to stand up, trying to block the sword blade with his body and fight for the last hope of life for all the brothers and sisters.
"Go!"
"Let's go!"
Hearing this, the rest of the Six Sons of Quanzhen burst into tears and refused to leave.
"No! Master Brother, our Division Brother, if you want to die, you will die together! "
"Yes! Die together! "
Qiu Chuji waited for Quanzhen Liuzi to struggle to stand up, saying that he would not leave anything.
"You guys… What a pain! "
Looking at the determined shi brothers, a bitter smile appeared on Ma Yu's pale face, and then he sighed and slowly closed his eyes, waiting for death to come.
Su Liu's eyes narrowed slightly, and the sword blade did not have the slightest intention of stopping, and went straight to the Seven Sons of Quanzhen.
Watching that fiery red sword blade kill seven people, and at this critical juncture, a faint sigh sounded.
"Alas."
"Originally born from the same root, he was too anxious to fry each other."
"Little friend, you and I are all people in the Daomen, why do we have to kill them quickly?"
With a light sigh, a figure quietly appeared in front of the Seven Sons of Quanzhen like a ghost.
Hum~
The Changhong sword blade trembled slightly.
The sword momentum that had been invincible seemed to suddenly stop.
In the air, there seemed to be a layer of stagnation, even if it was the extremely sharp Long Rainbow Sword, it was difficult to break through.
Feeling this invisible pressure, Su Liu's eyes narrowed slightly, and a trace of jealousy appeared under his eyes, and he snorted coldly, and the sword momentum was sharp and sharp.
Saaaaaaa
The sword transformed into a golden rainbow, cut through all obstacles, and took the throat of the other party directly.
However, the old figure of the other party quietly raised a palm, and a stream of pure qi as soft as flowing water quietly spread out, blocking the Changhong Sword Blade again.
Seeing this, Su Liu suddenly withdrew his sword blade, and a sneering smile immediately appeared on Junxiu's jade face.
"Wang Chongyang, your old thing is really not dead yet."