The two scimitars look extremely strange in shape. If they are connected, they will look more like a circle. The dense barb on the blade seems to flash cold light. In terms of momentum alone, it is indeed daunting.

"Hanyue Yin and Yang Knife! This is the Hanyue Yin and Yang Knife! Fellow Dugu must be careful. This treasure is a magic weapon that the Yinyue Sect has been passed down for thousands of years." Gong Yebai's face suddenly turned pale, and he couldn't help but exclaim, and he could not care about other things!

At first, he only regarded the scimitar in his hand as an ordinary magic weapon, so he didn't care too much about it. However, he was born in a noble family and had a wide range of knowledge. As Duan Mingxuan's magic weapon was divided into two, his breath changed drastically, and he couldn't help but think of the famous magic weapon in his mind.

You should know that this magic weapon can last for thousands of years. It is a famous magic weapon on the continent of the human world! According to legend, hundreds of years ago, the great elder of Yinyue Sect killed many enemies with this treasure, which made him famous afterwards!

Unexpectedly, this peerless master who was so famous that the worldly continent actually passed this magic weapon to Duan Mingxuan. This shows that Duan Mingxuan must have an extraordinary status in his mind. It is definitely no less than that of young people like the princes of the Celestial Celestial Chronicles and the only sons of aristocratic families, and the position in the hearts of the masters of their power.

These two scimitars are indeed not comparable to ordinary magic weapons. As they slowly rotate, crisp sounds kept coming from the blade, as if they were shouting at the black sword above Dugu Zhuiyun's head, which was a great intention to be determined...

At this time, the black long sword was not to be outdone. While trembling slightly, an extremely fierce aura rushed towards the Hanyue Yin-Yang Sword above Duan Mingxuan. Then there was a loud "bang", and the spiritual energy rolled continuously between Dugu Zhuiyun and Duan Mingxuan, forming a vortex of dozens of feet in size.

Dugu Zhuiyun's eyes showed a hint of surprise, and he didn't know what he was thinking. The next moment, his whole person "swoosh" and his body fell down quickly towards the beach. At the same time, the tens of thousands of light swords surrounding him suddenly shot towards Duan Mingxuan's body diagonally above like a rain of swords, with a huge momentum!

Duan Mingxuan can rank among the top ten in the Nascent Soul List. His cultivation and combat power can be said to be extraordinary, so he is naturally not a person who has gained fame. Although his realm is much higher than that of the other party, from the beginning to the end, he never dared to underestimate the successor of the Dugu family at all.

In this short cup of tea, the two of them had a fight for a thousand rounds. At this moment, he had to believe that Dugu Zhuiyun did have the strength to go against the top. This powerful opponent had the real combat power to be vaguely matched with him, and he was indeed not sure that he could defeat this person.

At this moment, he could no longer think about it. These countless lightswords seemed to lock him, and let Duan Mingxuan dodge. The dense small swords, like maggots on the tarsal bones, followed closely behind him. If he was not careful, he might be seriously injured under these countless lightswords.

With a clang, a lightsaber could not dodge at all, and a lightsaber hit his wrist immediately. Duan Mingxuan's face darkened, and he suddenly lowered his head and glanced at the cuff that was hit by the lightsaber. On the cuff, a sword mark that could be more than three inches long was vaguely printed on it.

This is also thanks to the clothes he was wearing, which was an extremely powerful defensive magic weapon. Otherwise, it would be difficult for his flesh to withstand the sharp lightsword under this blow. At that time, if he loses face, the morale of the other party will definitely increase greatly, which is really unfavorable for him.

The Hanyue Yin and Yang Sword is indeed powerful, but he is just a first treasure. A large part of the reason is that his powerful master was passed on to him in order to prevent him from dying in the Immortal Palace. With his current cultivation level, he can only exert less than half of his power.

As for Dugu Zhuiyun below, it was different. With his vision, it was naturally possible to see that the giant sword above his head looked quite ordinary. However, it was just a manifestation. The big sword was definitely Dugu Zhuiyun's natal magic weapon, which could be closely related to his life, and one prosper and one loss!

Dugu Zhuiyun's time to condense his natal magic weapon will never be short, and it is possible that he already owned this natal sword when he was urging his energy cultivation. After such a long period of sacrifice, the two are extremely close and can exert the full power of the natal sword.

Fortunately, his natal sword became stronger with the growth of his cultivation, and has not yet reached the level of being able to compete with divine weapons like the Hanyue Yin and Yang Sword. However, with the improvement of Dugu Zhuiyun's realm and the progress of swordsmanship, there will definitely be its position on the divine weapon list in the future.

In just a few thoughts, Duan Mingxuan unknowingly added a few sword marks. This also caused a lot of hostility on his body to increase. The cold light in his eyes suddenly flashed, and he silently recited the magic spell in his mouth. The Hanyue Yin and Yang Knife above his head suddenly changed from two to one...

For a moment, sand and stones flew, and gusts of wind came from the air, roaring on this beach, and the fog rolled up makes people unable to open their eyes. Only Duan Mingxuan roared in the air, and his clothes bulged in the wind, and his whole body seemed to have become more than twice as thick.

The sound of "clang, clang, clang..." was endless, and dense lightswords hit Duan Mingxuan's body... After a long time, a "bang" sound was heard, and Duan Mingxuan's top turned into pieces, slowly falling from the air... one after another, slowly falling towards the beach.

Time seemed to slow down a lot. Duan Mingxuan's expression was uncertain, confused, resentful, and crazy... At this moment, he felt like a fool, and he could not hear any sound in his ears, but he seemed to hear countless ridicule.

How could he be defeated... No! He didn't worship, and he still had the strongest attack but didn't use it, so how could he be defeated? He is the only closed disciple of the Great Elder of Yinyue Sect, how could he be defeated? He is a young master in the famous world and ranked among the top ten in the Nascent Soul List. How could he be defeated?

"Dugu Zhuiyun! Go to death!"

While his voice trembled, he also had endless madness. The cold moon Yin and Yang Sword in Duan Mingxuan's hand immediately became the most dazzling existence here. In this small world, except for the gorgeous magic of these two people, there was no other thing tolerant.

Dugu Zhuiyun's cold face finally stopped calming. The Hanyue Yin and Yang Sword is not an ordinary person after all, and he is worthy of the title of magic weapon. The cold aura instantly enveloped him, making him dare not act rashly. His previous underestimation of Duan Mingxuan completely disappeared.

The Hanyue Yin and Yang Sword in Duan Mingxuan's hand made a sense of danger, a feeling that was enough to hurt him or even kill him. Before he could come back to his senses, the overwhelming blade, carrying endless cold, had already slashed towards him. At its great momentum, its power was as much as 30% greater than that when Duan Mingxuan took action before!

At this critical moment when life and death are at its peak, the black natal sword above Dugu Zhuiyun's head was abnormal and no longer the simple and dark color he had before. Instead, it was a sharp sword flashing with dazzling white light. The man and the sword were not distinguished from each other, and rushed towards Duan Mingxuan with inexplicable power...

The giant sword with white light shining was as powerful as a bamboo shoot, stabbing straight towards Duan Mingxuan’s eyebrows. The Hanyue Yin-Yang Sword in Duan Mingxuan’s hand also fell on Dugu Zhuiyun’s head at the same time at the same time... Only a loud "boom" sound was heard, and a huge vortex formed in the air, and a strong turbulent current instantly dispersed from the center to all directions.

For a moment, the violent wind continued to stop, and the sand and stones flew into a gray world. At this moment, the two figures in the sky, like kites with broken strings, could no longer maintain their own state, and fell straight towards the beach.

Shi Yifeng's eyes were quick and his hands were quick. He sighed lightly, and his body suddenly turned into a afterimage and flew towards Dugu Zhuiyun's body. At the same time, he turned around and saw an extremely fast figure, like him, rushing towards Du Mingxuan, who was still conscious.

When he grabbed Dugu Zhuiyun with both hands, he couldn't help but sighed. Dugu Zhuiyun's body was already full of holes. Although there was no fatal serious injury on the surface, there was another long blood mark on his forehead, and drops of blood were slowly dripping down.

Shi Yifeng hurriedly practiced his power and inputted his spiritual power into his body, which barely stopped his injuries. Then he grabbed Dugu Zhuiyun with one hand, and the two of them rushed down to the ground quickly.

"Brother Dugu!" "Brother Dugu!"... Shi Yifeng hurriedly waved his hands to several people, "shushed". Then he helped Dugu Zhuiyun's body up and sat on the ground. He kept slapping his hands on him, and finally gently pressed his palms on Dugu Zhuiyun's back. Then, a faint aura slowly radiated with the two of them as the center...

These people were afraid of disturbing Shi Yifeng's treatment of Dugu Zhuiyun. The four of them couldn't help but look at each other and nodded. Then they moved their steps, stood around the two people, and surrounded them tightly...

Duan Mingxuan on the other side, although his injury was lighter than Dugu Zhuiyun, it was not much better. He saw a smirk on his face, as if he had used all his strength to murmur.

"You lost..."
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