“Om…” The lunar storm swept out, Lu Yuan’s white clothes fluttered, and her long hair danced. The moon was in the sky, and Lu Yuan seemed to be integrated with the moon. In that moon, there was her shadow. Rounds of coldness spread around like a tide. Lu Yuan closed her eyes, and her body merged into the moon little by little. Her body turned into an ice sculpture and condensed in the moon. This space was even colder, bone-chilling cold. “Lu Yuan.” Li Fan looked up and saw Lu Yuan’s situation and shouted. Lu Yuan’s figure seemed to become less clear. She merged into the moon like a moon goddess, sacred and vague, giving people a sense of unreality. “Kill.” Although the sword cultivators around felt the bone-chilling cold, they still rushed forward. Li Fan was already at the end of his strength. Although Lu Yuan was strong, it was difficult to make any waves. How could he stop the sword cultivators? Just as they had this thought, the bright figure in the bright moon opened her eyes, and the moonlight seemed to be reflected in her eyes.
The sky and the earth gave birth to strange phenomena, the bright moon hung high, shining on the past and present. When the bright moon fell on everyone, many sword cultivators' bodies froze in place, as if they could not move forward half a step. Their arms and feet were condensing little by little. The moon is the moon. When the power of the moon is strong enough, time and space can be frozen. Many sword cultivators with weaker cultivation seemed to have turned into ice sculptures and covered with ice and snow. In the bright moon, countless rays of moon light fell down, and each beam of light was like a sword, piercing their bodies, bang bang bang... I saw that many sword cultivators' bodies exploded and shattered, and turned into fragments. The weakest group of sword cultivators died first. But there were still many sword cultivators who continued to kill forward. Their bodies had the tendency to condense, but the sword intent that burst out in their bodies destroyed them and blocked this momentum. "Lihen." Li Fan's mind moved, and the nine Lihen swords shot out in that direction. One of the swords arrived first and killed the sword cultivator who was in the front. Although the sword cultivator was not frozen, he was still affected. Frost covered his body. While resisting the power of Taiyin, he suddenly saw the Lihen sword coming. The sword was too fast. He was already affected and had no time to dodge. The Lihen sword passed through and made his head explode in an instant, killing him instantly. "Kill!" Li Fan took a step forward, with an extreme killing intent in his eyes. He had no mercy on those cultivators. At this time, he only had killing intent in his heart. Since the human heart is possessed by the devil, then eliminate the devil. "Bang, bang, bang..." The Lihen sword harvested crazily. In a blink of an eye, many sword cultivators fell down, and their bodies fell to the air below, making those sword cultivators who wanted to take advantage of the opportunity pay a heavy price, and also shocked the sword cultivators behind to stop again. Can they continue to kill? Before, it was Li Fan who killed them, but now Li Fan and Lu Yuan killed them together. These genius sword cultivators who came from outside to the secret realm seemed like ants, and they were vulnerable to the joint efforts of the two. "Sword formation." Jiang Chaoyang and the other two appeared together, their bodies turned into swords, standing in three directions, and there were countless sharp swords hanging in the sky around their bodies, circling and circling, blowing up a storm. "Ten thousand swords facing the ancestor." The three of them shouted coldly at the same time, and suddenly Li Fan and Lu Yuan's bodies seemed to be buried in the sword formation, and thousands of sharp swords came to kill them.
The three top foundation-building sword cultivators came to surround and kill with a sword formation. The vastness of the moon spread, making the power of the sword formation seem to be weakened. Li Fan drove the Lihen Sword to shuttle and frantically destroyed the sword that came to kill. "Kill." At this time, Jiang Chaozong shouted coldly, and the three sword cultivators walked forward at the same time, heading straight for Li Fan. They seemed to be a trinity, with extremely powerful sword intent flowing through their bodies, and even their movements seemed to be the same. Li Fan's blood and qi were still burning. He had already slashed out two swords with the Nine Decays of Heaven and Man, which was already the limit. If he wanted to slash out the third sword, he would probably run out of blood and qi. Of course, Lu Yuan also saw Li Fan's current state. In the bright moon, a series of phantoms suddenly walked out. Each figure was transformed by Lu Yuan, like a goddess holding a sharp sword, killing the three great sword cultivators. In the Lishan Sword Valley, Lu Yuan inherited the sword arts of five ancestors, but these sword arts were inherited from great sword cultivators. She needed time to comprehend them, and also needed strong strength to bloom. Just like the Nine Swords of Separation, Li Fan could not exert its power, and like the Nine Decays of Heaven and Man, Li Fan had not slashed out three swords. The same is true for Lu Yuan. She is using two abilities that she has not yet been able to fully control. Jiang Chaoyang and the other two were stunned for a moment when they saw many figures of Lu Yuan killing them, but then they swung their swords without hesitation. Those figures also swung their swords, as if they were not illusions, but real existences. "What kind of swordsmanship is this?" The crowd in the distance was dazzled by the scene in front of them. Ying Ze and Ren Yuzhi were the same. Even though they were from famous families, they were also amazed by the swordsmanship of Li Fan and Lu Yuan. These two people have inherited extremely powerful swordsmanship. "Puchi..." In one direction, one of the three sword masters of Lingxiao Pavilion was injured by the sword. In an instant, the sword energy slashed on his body continuously, and he flew out, but at the same time, several phantoms were also slashed. In the other two directions, one person was shocked back, but Jiang Chaoyang slashed Lu Yuan's phantom. "Bang." Jiang Chaoyang's body was also chopped off, but the figure of Lu Yuan in front of him was all chopped off. The moonlight continued to shine, and the three retreated at the same time, but saw Lu Yuan groaning. In that round of bright moon, she looked like a goddess with blood flowing down from the corner of her mouth. Those figures that were chopped off were injured by her soul. "You burned your soul as a sword. Now your soul is injured. How long can you hold on?" Jiang Chaoyang said: "You have no chance. Leave the sword to us." The three sword cultivators of Lingxiao Pavilion were actually repelled by a woman in the initial stage of foundation building. If this was reported back to Lingxiao Palace, the three of them would be embarrassed. Lu Yuan ignored their words, and the moonlight was a sword, shining out and killing the three. "Looking for death." Jiang Chaoyang's voice was cold, and they waved their hands at the same time. The sword light at the center of their eyebrows was dazzling, and the sword chanting filled the sky. Countless sword shadows were suspended around the three people's bodies. "Kill her first." Jiang Chaoyang said coldly: "Ten thousand swords return to one." Infinite sharp swords swept out and turned into one sword. Swords of destruction appeared in three directions and killed Lu Yuan. Many figures walked out of the bright moon. Many figures of Lu Yuan danced with swords at the same time, gorgeous and dazzling. The sword skills were like raging waves, overlapping and sweeping out to block the opponent's sword. "Don't know whether to live or die."
The three people turned into swords and killed Lu Yuan again. Li Fan was already at the end of his strength, and Lu Yuan was probably not much different. Lu Yuan stood beside Li Fan, and the light of the bright moon shone on Li Fan. Li Fan looked up and saw that Lu Yuan seemed not to see him, but just stared at the figure that was killing him. Back then, on the top of Lishan Mountain, he and Lu Yuan fought for Lishan. In that battle, Lu Yuan lost and he won Jiang Tai'a. Lu Yuan has always been brooding about this matter. Now, she doesn't want to lose again. She is Lishan Lu Yuan, not just Li Fan fighting alone. Today, Lishan Li Fan and Lu Yuan joined forces, how can they lose? The sword in Li Fan's hand seemed to be burning, and the terrifying sword intent flowed along his body to the body of the Tianxing Sword. He seemed to have light on him, and the light of the Yuanshen was like a sharp sword, illuminating this space. A sword energy rushed straight into the sky, and the expressions of Jiang Chaoyang and the other two changed slightly. Li Fan, can you continue to fight? Can you still burn the will to fight? "Lu Yuan." Li Fan shouted softly, without his words, Lu Yuan felt the sword intent burning again on Li Fan's body, and the moonlight shone directly on the three people, covering the three great sword cultivators of Lingxiao Pavilion. "Draw the sword." Li Fan spoke. "Draw the sword." The two figures seemed to resonate, and they drew their swords at the same time. This sword had no sword skills or sword moves, and it was slashed out in the air. The two swords seemed to resonate and slashed towards Jiang Chaoyang and the other two. The three people's expressions changed drastically, and suddenly they turned from attacking to defending, but it was too late. One of them was instantly frozen and covered by the ice sword. Then a beam of light came and cut through the void. With a puff, blood splashed out. Everyone saw two beams of light passing through the air, and then they saw the three great sword cultivators of Lingxiao Pavilion. One sword cultivator was killed in the waist, and one sword cultivator had his arm cut off. The strongest Jiang Chaoyang was also cut and flew out, spitting blood and escaping death. Li Fan's aura rapidly declined, as if the oil was exhausted and the vitality in his body was exhausted. Tianren Jiushu burst out three swords, he was already at his limit. But at this moment, the sword cultivators who surrounded and killed them also suffered heavy casualties. Even the strongest ones were the same. This space was filled with a murderous atmosphere. No one thought that this battle would turn out like this, and the killing would be so tragic. The two people killed everyone in silence.