The golden fonts on Bai Yishan's chest suddenly condensed into a golden scorching sun, and then there was a "bang" sound, and the light suddenly melted away all the dense crescent moon sword lights that were flying towards him!

"Scorching sun and clear sky..."

Yueyang Lou held the scimitar and said with a dull expression: "I didn't expect that after so many years, you are still using this poem trick handed down from ancient Confucianism and Taoism. It seems that Confucianism and Taoism are indeed on the verge of extinction and will never appear again.

There are new techniques and tricks...it's a pity, it's a pity..."

After saying that, the scimitar in his hand suddenly made a loud "swish" sound!

The sword light blooms, swallowing ten feet!

"laugh--"

A scream pierced the air.

The huge crescent moon sword slashed down towards Bai Yishan in an instant!

The golden scorching sun in front of Bai Yishan buzzed, and the light burst out, rotating to greet him!

"boom!"

A loud bang!

The entire battle platform and the entire Giant Ape Peak seemed to be shaken suddenly!

The formation shield covering the battle platform suddenly buzzed and flickered, as if it was about to be unable to stop this terrifying explosive power.

The faces of all the practitioners in the audience changed and they hurriedly retreated.

But the formations arranged by Jiutian Yaotai and Penglai Xiandao are still indestructible.

The terrifying power and air waves were blocked by the light barrier. They rushed back and forth on the platform for a long time before gradually dissipating.

The crescent moon sword light disappeared.

The golden scorching sun was also chopped into pieces.

Yueyang Tower stood on the same spot, holding a scimitar and hunting robes, motionless.

Bai Yishan, on the other hand, had already retreated far away, leaning against the light shield at the back. His Confucian robe was torn, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Those golden words have all turned into nothing.

Yueyang Lou held the knife, raised his steps, and walked towards him step by step. A golden vortex appeared on the tip of the knife, and the energy condensed became faster and faster.

"Confucianism and Taoism have long since collapsed, and these martial arts should turn into the dust of history and go away with them. And you, Bai Yishan, have stuck to the Tao, and there is no way out. Just like you now, you are still old and should have been extinguished long ago..."

"Buzz——"

He raised the scimitar in his hand, and his whole body was bathed in the golden light of the sword. He was like a god coming down to earth, swiping his hand to destroy the heaven and the earth!

The huge golden sword light instantly submerged Bai Yishan in it.

The storm turned into sword energy laughed wildly, spinning, baring its teeth and claws, and strangled crazily on the platform!

Like a violent and murderous beast that has gone crazy!

The practitioners in the audience could no longer see the figure of the gentle and elegant scribe.

Everyone in Dayan clenched their fists.

But at this moment, a white light suddenly lit up in the storm of swords.

Immediately, a clear voice sounded: "Raise your head to the floating clouds in the northwest, and lean against the sky thousands of miles away with a long sword. People say that this place can be seen late at night, and the flames of bullfighting..."

As this voice sounded, golden fonts suddenly lit up in the raging light of the sword.

The figure wearing a snow-white Confucian robe suddenly became visible.

"I feel that the mountains are high, the lake is cold and the water is cold, and the moon is shining brightly. The rhinoceros is ready to look down, but I am afraid when leaning on the railing. The wind and thunder are angry, and the fish and dragons are miserable..."

"boom!"

When he finished reading this sentence, a terrifying aura suddenly rose from the sword light!

The figure wearing a snow-white Confucian robe, surrounded by golden fonts, stepped out of the storm of swords step by step, as if walking in a leisurely courtyard.

The roaring sword lights all around rushed towards him crazily, but were knocked away by an increasingly powerful aura.

Bai Yishan walked out of the sword, with long hair flying, wearing a Confucian robe, and his eyes were full of energy.

He walked directly to Yueyang Tower step by step, and continued to read: "The gorge is opposite the Cangjiang River, passing the dangerous tower, trying to fly but trying to hold back... Thousands of rises and falls, hundreds of years of sadness, a moment of viewing..."

"boom!"

When he finished reciting the whole poem, his whole body suddenly turned into a golden light, like a sharp sword out of the body, blooming with dazzling sword light, and slashed forward!

A harsh scream suddenly sounded in the air.

There was even a burning smell wafting out.

The boy from Yueyang Tower shrank, held the handle of the knife with both hands, and slashed out suddenly.

A loud bang!

The sword light and the knife light collided together.

The two figures were instantly submerged in the dazzling light and howling storm.

After a while.

The light and storm gradually faded away.

The figures of the two people appeared again.

Bai Yishan stood there, surrounded by golden fonts, with long hair flying, eyes burning, and a trace of blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth again.

Yueyang Tower, on the other hand, took a few steps back, and the golden scimitar in his hand actually broke into two pieces.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the audience was shocked.

Confucianism and Taoism are truly magical and unpredictable!

Just one poem had such power that it broke the sword of Yueyang Tower!

"good very good!"

The indifferent expression on Yueyang Lou's face turned into an expression of interest. With a flash of light in his hand, the broken knife suddenly turned into powder.

"Now that you have new skills, I will no longer hide my secrets."

After saying that, his whole body suddenly flashed red, and a blood-red light shield appeared. Then, his whole body was suddenly covered with a layer of blood-red scales.

His body seemed to suddenly grow taller, and his two fists suddenly became as big as hammers!

The whole person's momentum seemed to suddenly increase many times!

"Blood-armored unicorn transformation!"

An elder from Peng Lai Xiandao in the audience suddenly changed his expression and exclaimed.

Several people in Jiutian Yaotai also had expressions on their faces.

"It is rumored that this blood-armored unicorn transformation is a unique skill of the Blood Vagina people. After a soul cultivator uses it, it can even reach the energy, blood and strength of a body refiner of the same level. How did it get into his hands?"

"It is said that the Blood Vagina person has already ascended. He probably found the cave and got the opportunity..."

While everyone in the audience was discussing, the aura of Yueyang Tower had already reached its highest level.

He suddenly turned into a red shadow and arrived in front of Bai Yishan.

A huge blood-red fist hit the golden font in front of Bai Yishan with a "boom"!

Just one punch!

Bai Yishan was shaken by the impact and slid backwards.

"boom!"

Second punch, third punch!

The huge blood-red fist suddenly hit Bai Yishan like a violent storm.

The powerful power of Qi and blood made the golden characters on Bai Yishan's body flicker.

Every time a punch hits it, blood and golden light explode!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

After exactly two hundred and one punches!

The golden fonts and light mask in front of Bai Yishan were all in pieces.

He was directly knocked out.

Before he could land, Yueyang Tower suddenly threw out an even bigger bloody fist!

"boom!"

Bai Yishan hit the last light shield heavily, his chest "stuck" and dented slightly, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

He suddenly stretched out his hand to catch the blood flying out, and fell to the ground. His body swayed slightly, and he leaned tightly against the light shield behind him. Then he opened his palm, and a font condensed with blood suddenly flew out slowly from his palm.

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To be continued...