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Half a day later, Lin Yan landed on a desert island dozens of miles in size, with an indifferent expression and a trace of killing intent in his eyes.

Wang Qingshan participated in the Sword Fighting Conference held by Wanjianmen, and his reputation soared. Naturally, Lin Yan had seen Wang Qingshan's portrait. Wang Qingshan had the same cultivation as his. Lin Yan was not afraid of Wang Qingshan. The most important thing is the Earth Grade Cultivation Technique. Even if he is defeated, he has the confidence to retreat.

It didn't take long for Wang Qingshan to chase after him and stop over the island. He saw Lin Yan stopped, and he was a little surprised. He quickly released his divine sense and quickly swept across the entire island, but he didn't find the aura of other immortal cultivators.

"Dare to chase the old man, you are not small."

Lin Yan looked indifferent and said murderously.

"Your Excellency dares to stop, you are not small."

Wang Qingshan's tone was indifferent, and a cold light flashed across his eyes.

"Hmph, let's see who is more courageous."

Lin Yan's face turned cold, a yellow light flashed in his hand, and a yellow bronze mirror appeared in his hand. There were some flame patterns on the edge of the bronze mirror.

A roar sounded, and countless yellow thunderfires rushed out from it, and flew towards Wang Qingshan.

Wang Qingshan's expression remained the same, his sleeves flicked, and a blue flying sword flew out and landed on his hand. With a slight shake of his wrist, a large piece of blue sword energy shot out like a peacock opening, facing the incoming yellow thunderfire.

Boom!

The dense cyan sword qi smashed the yellow thunder fire into pieces, and the yellow thunder fire turned into a large piece of yellow flame, covering a large piece of cyan sword qi.

An unstoppable gravity emerged out of thin air, and Wang Qingshan's body fell towards the ground uncontrollably.

Lin Yan stood on the ground, a dazzling yellow light lit up on the surface of his body, and the small half of the island turned into a yellow desert. The wind was blowing, and countless yellow gravels flew up, turning into yellow sand blades, overwhelming the sky and hitting the ground. Wang Qingshan.

Wang Qingshan's sword art was pinched, and phantoms of cyan flying swords appeared out of thin air. The phantoms quickly materialized and flew around him indefinitely. The sword energy was vertical and horizontal, and a powerful airflow emerged out of thin air. There was a piercing cracking sound.

As soon as the yellow sand blade approached Wang Qingshan ten feet, it was smashed by the powerful airflow and turned into a large piece of yellow sand and disappeared.

The void above Wang Qingshan's head fluctuated together, and countless yellow lights emerged, turning into a yellow hill and smashing towards Wang Qingshan.

At the same time, countless yellow thunderfires flew out and turned into a yellow thunder python more than ten feet long, surrounded by thunder lights, and swooped towards Wang Qingshan with its fangs and claws.

The sea near the island tumbled violently, and two huge blue shells surfaced. A young woman in a blue dress in her early thirties and a tall and thin man in a blue shirt stood inside the blue shells. Impressively, it is a cultivator of pill formation.

Lin Yan dared to fight with Wang Qingshan, naturally he had something to rely on. Sword cultivators were almost invincible at the same level. This was the consensus of the Xiu Xian world.

Lin Yan is at the sixth level, and the other two monks are at the third level.

The young woman in the blue dress sacrificed a crystal clear blue jade shuttle. The dense blue filaments flew out and flew towards Wang Qingshan. Where the blue filaments passed, there was a sound of breaking through the air, as if The sharp tool cuts the air in general.

The man in the blue shirt held out a blue flag, and with a flick of it, hundreds of giant wind blades the size of a door flew out.

The young woman in the blue dress flicked her fingers, and a blue light shot out. The man in the blue shirt grabbed his right palm toward the void, and the wind was blowing. A big blue hand suddenly appeared near Wang Qingshan's head, wrapped in a gust of wind, and quickly photographed it.

Wang Qingshan's complexion became solemn, the sword art was pinched, and the flying swords all over his body sounded a clear sword cry. Thousands of cyan flying swords condensed together and turned into a cyan disc with a length of several meters. , there was a loud sound of breaking through the air, and countless cyan sword qi flew out, rushing towards all directions,

With a flick of his sleeve, seven cyan flying swords flew out. One of the cyan flying swords was dimly lit. The seven cyan flying swords merged into one and turned into a cyan long rainbow with a length of more than ten meters, which was slashed towards the yellow hill.

Boom!

The yellow hill was smashed by the cyan Changhong Slash, and the dust was flying. Wang Qingshan swayed and appeared more than a dozen meters away, avoiding the big cyan hand.

An astonishing sword intent rushed out of Wang Qingshan's body, and he stepped forward and made the cyan flying sword phantom appear out of thin air. The phantom quickly materialized and flew around him indefinitely.

Not long after, a cyan tornado with a height of more than 20 feet appeared out of nowhere, and with a piercing sound, it swept towards Lin Yan.

The cyan tornado was formed by the rapid rotation of thousands of cyan flying swords, which released cyan sword energy from time to time.

The blue skirt young woman's face turned cold, and a magic trick hit the blue jade shuttle.

The blue flag in the hands of the blue-shirted man burst into a dazzling blue light, and a huge blue-colored wind jay flew out, lashing out towards the blue-colored tornado.

Lin Yan was surrounded by strong winds, and countless yellow gravels were swept up into the sky by the wind, turning into a yellow hill more than ten feet high, smashing into the blue tornado.

He opened his mouth and spewed out a red-yellow saber, landed on his hand, and slashed towards the void in front of him. There was a loud cracking sound, and dozens of huge yellow blade shadows flew out, weaving into a great death net. Hood towards the cyan tornado.

The whistling sound was loud, and the cyan tornado more than doubled in size~www.readwn.com~ The dense cyan sword qi flew out.

Boom!

A huge roar sounded, no matter whether it was a spiritual technique or a magic weapon, it was impossible to get close to the cyan tornado.

A stern look flashed in Lin Yan's eyes, the yellow saber in his hand spun rapidly, and a powerful air flow emerged out of nowhere. His whole body was wrapped in yellow gravel, turning into a yellow tornado more than ten feet high, wrapping him in it, and quickly greeted him. To the cyan tornado.

Boom!

The cyan and yellow tornadoes collided, the yellow sword qi and the cyan sword qi collided with each other, and a turbulent air wave quickly spread in all directions, rolling up a lot of dust.

"Break it for me."

The yellow tornado suddenly burst out with a large red-yellow flame, and the size of the cyan tornado continued to shrink, as if it was integrated into the yellow tornado.

"Man and sword unite!"

From the cyan tornado, Wang Qingshan snorted coldly, and a giant cyan sword light flew out, slashing towards the yellow tornado.

Almost at the same time, a **** talisman flew out, and as soon as it approached the blue sword light, it burst open, and a **** flame the size of a wheel emerged out of nowhere, covering the giant sword light, and the **** flame emitted a An extremely **** smell.

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