Mei Zihua looked intently and saw the shadow of a sword made of condensed true energy emerging from behind Feng Yueyu.

The blades of the swords were all pointed at the plum paintings. As Feng Yueyu's handprints changed, dozens of sword shadows formed a circular formation and rotated, and then the sword shadows carried the power of shattering the mountain peaks and roared in like a thunderous roar.

"Swordmaster?"

Mei Zihua did not dare to be careless. His figure quickly changed on the lake surface, moving around and avoiding the terrifying sword shadows.

Bang bang bang!

As long as the scattered sword shadow falls on the lake, a huge crater will explode in an instant, and the lake surface will rise and fall more and more violently.

Mei Zihua stepped hard with the sole of her foot, causing the lake surface to undulate continuously. He flattened it directly and became as still as a mirror.

"The Divine Sword Tianque, cuts the stars and the moon!"

Feng Yueyu let out a soft shout, as cold and solemn as a god's mansion, and countless sword shadows condensed above her head into a giant sword that was nearly ten feet tall.

She formed a seal to the sky with one hand, then put her two fingers together into a sword, and slashed through the air towards Mei Zihua who was standing firm.

Mei Zihua took a deep breath, bent her legs slightly, held her right hand empty, and pushed towards the falling ten-foot-long giant sword of light and shadow.

boom!

The petals all over the sky moved accordingly, and a giant hand made of plum blossom petals held the giant sword of light and shadow in mid-air.

"The blood falls into the underworld, and life will never stop!"

Mei Zihua's expression was cold and ruthless, and with a sharp squeeze of his right hand, the giant flower-petal hand crushed the giant sword of light and shadow in pieces.

This scene shocked everyone present.

There were blood stains on the corners of Feng Yueyu's mouth and a weak look on his face, obviously he was seriously injured.

"I'll give you a palm in return, the Golden Flame Sword!"

Meizi Hua was so powerful that he raised his hand and struck through the air with his palm. The blood in his palm condensed into an ancient seal, and the ancient seal turned into a terrifying long knife ten feet long and flew out from his palm.

Seeing that the long sword burning with blood flames was about to cut Feng Yueyu in half, he heard the roar of the dragon. Si Xueyi stood in front of Feng Yueyu, clenching his five fingers to meet the knife.

There was lightning rushing through the gap between his fists and roaring, the dragon lotus in the purple palace inside his body was trembling, and all nine lotus petals bloomed.

When this punch was blasted out, a strange phenomenon appeared above the lake, and a bright and dazzling lightning flashed across, illuminating the world as bright as day.

Click!

The bloody flame sword shattered in response. Under the illumination of the electric light, Mei Zihua and Si Xueyi looked at each other in the air, and their auras continued to gather.

The cold look on Mei Zihua's face faded, and she smiled and said, "Actually, I have long guessed that the so-called complete version of Dragon Tiger Fist may require a special physique to practice. After looking at the jade slips left by Tang Guanyu, I found that it was indeed the case. It's a pity that he

You’re so kind, but as a mortal, I can’t practice cultivation at all.”

When he said this, his expression was calm and calm, but the flowing light and shadow in his eyes hid a sadness that outsiders would never be able to understand.

"The Wrath of the Mad God, the Holy Body of Moon Yin, the lineage of Sword Immortal, the body of a true dragon...it's obviously a story about five people, but my secret is the most insignificant!"

Mei Zihua laughed at himself, and his eyes moved around, looking at Fu Hongyao, Duanmuxi, then Feng Yueyu, and finally fell on Si Xueyi.
Chapter completed!