I Have An Impenetrable Fortress

"I have an invincible city ()"

The wind of the Xuanjin Gang fell, cutting the void like billions of giant blades dividing the sky.

The woman blocked Ao Ying and the others behind her, shaking her long sword in her hand.

The sword light filled the sky, like a fog of light.

The light mist was strong and strong, blocking all the strong winds of the golden-winged roc.

But Xuanfeng's figure suddenly flashed.

The next moment, he tore through the sword lights and appeared above everyone's heads in an instant.

The speed was so fast that the woman was caught off guard for a while.

The golden-winged roc family is indeed unique in speed, even better than other big monsters.

The woman applauded secretly in her heart, and her hands were not slow.

The sword light suddenly gathered around, and then slashed on the golden-winged roc's claws.

Xuanfeng's iron claws grasping the sky and the earth couldn't fall down immediately.

He tried harder and smashed Jian Guang.

But the woman has already taken Ao Ying and the others to avoid other places.

Xuanfeng's heart was also slightly awe-inspiring.

The opponent's swordsmanship was not only exquisite, but also his foundation was extremely thick, and his claws were painfully cut by the sword light.

The more so, the more Xuanfeng refused to let everyone go.

He is extremely fast, and he is not inferior to the emperor's master at the peak of martial arts, and he almost treats space as nothing.

Although the woman's swordsmanship is superb, there is a gap in her cultivation level, no matter how she moves, she still cannot get rid of the golden-winged roc.

It would be fine if she was alone, but with Ao Ying and the others beside her, she was a little overwhelmed by the speed of the roc.

However, one thought of his kendo produces all kinds of magic, and under the change, he immediately condenses the ice of ten thousand years, covering everyone.

Although everyone was frozen and not free on the spot, the defense was solid, and Xuanfeng, the patriarch of the Golden-winged Roc clan, could not break through in a short time.

Xuanfeng's thoughts turned, seeing his opponent freezing himself, he immediately decided to turn his gun and deal with Su Po first.

However, the woman's swordsmanship just changed, and the ice layer broke suddenly, turning into an endless sea of ​​ice, turning around, and counterattacking Xuanfeng.

Xuanfeng was furious, and let out a terrifying roar that shocked thousands of miles.

The howling sound was like a tangible blade, cutting through the vast sea of ​​ice all the way.

The way of the woman's sword changed, and the sea of ​​ice condensed, as if turning into a city, once again resisting the howling sound of the golden-winged roc bird Xuanfeng.

Xuanfeng felt irritated in his heart.

This woman's swordsmanship is not as fierce as Su Po's, but she has a strong ability to adapt to all kinds of changes, and she can also deal with opponents who are better than her.

Patriarch Dapeng Niao felt angry welling up in his heart, he simply let go of his worries and focused all his attention on this woman.

The stormy waves of attacks began to pour down on the opponent continuously.

He wanted to see how long this woman could last.

Facing the overwhelming onslaught, Ao Ying and Chen Chaoyan were secretly startled.

The woman kept her expression as usual, neither in a hurry nor in a hurry.

During the changes in her swordsmanship, she is dense and flexible, and she is firm and steady, not letting the opponent step over the thunder.

On the other side, it was a world of thunder.

Peng Ziling, the head teacher of the Taiqing Palace, erected the Taiqing Aspect, and the invisible and formless divine thunder spread all over the surroundings, constantly piercing through space, coming and going without a trace.

And Qianhuang Song Jun, standing in the air, seemed to be transformed into a god in charge of thunder and punishment. Thunder and lightning spears fell in a row, like a rainstorm.

The two strong men in the fourteenth realm shot at the same time at this moment, and their targets were all directed at one person.

It was Su Po who seemed to be a little awake.

Facing the enemy's overwhelming pincer attack, Su Po not only did not draw his mind, but looked more confused and sluggish than before.

The sword in his hand was more like a subconscious reaction to resist the attacks of Peng Ziling and Song Jun, and it seemed dangerous for a while.

It's like a lonely boat under a storm, bumping non-stop in the turbulent waves, and may be doomed at any time.

Peng Ziling frowned slightly after noticing the situation on the other side of the golden-winged roc Xuanfeng.

With one hand he was pinching the magic formula, and with the other hand he suddenly put two fingers together and formed a sword, poking a point in the air.

Seeing his Taiqing appearance, he immediately made a sword formula,

Then he volleyed towards Su Po.

Taishi Formless Divine Thunder suddenly condensed into a formless and formless sword energy.

Between the surging sword energy, there is no shadow coming, no trace going, no trace to be found.

When it reappeared, it was already behind Su Po's neck.

Su Po returned his sword, blocking Peng Ziling's Taishi Wuxiang sword energy.

But the opponent's sword energy regenerates and changes, and instantly turns into Taisu dense energy, and then displays the image of Taiji Liangyi.

The staggered changes formed a unique mystery, unexpectedly temporarily freezing Su Po's sword edge.

At this moment, Qianhuang Song Jun stabbed Su Po's head with a thunderbolt spear.

At the critical moment, a brilliance flashed all over Su Pozhou's body.

With a flick of his sword, he split Peng Ziling's spell, and then chopped Song Jun into Thunder's spear.

Both Peng Ziling and Song Jun frowned, and out of the corner of their eyes, they glanced at Shen Herong who had just made a move.

Shen Herong blessed Su Po with the humble words and great righteousness of a Confucian master, and immediately made Su Po's sword sharper than before.

For those whose cultivation level is much higher than their own, the effect of small words and big righteousness is very limited.

But now Shen Herong, under the blessing of Zhang Dongyun's Invincible City, has reached the twelfth level of cultivation, and the blessing of Su Po, who is at the thirteenth level, still has some effect.

It's just that in this way, her small words and great righteousness can't bless her.

Peng Ziling didn't let go of besieging Su Po, but at the same time, he slashed at Shen Herong with Taishi Wuxiang Shenlei.

Although Shen Herong is a talented person, there is a gap between him and the other party's cultivation level.

She turned to bless her body with small words and righteousness, but she was not as fast as Peng Ziling's Taishi Wuxiangshenlei.

The invisible thunder seems to have risen from where Shen Herong was, as if it had already been there.

While the thunder exploded, it continuously tore apart the layer after layer of family, country, and world that Shen Herong used to protect himself.

There was a scroll of Wen Huabao on her head, and the pages kept tearing and shredding.

But at this moment, another sword qi flew over.

Under the pressure of this sword energy, the thunder showed its original shape and kept surging.

Immediately afterwards, it was cut off by the sword energy and annihilated.

"The sea is open to all rivers... Is this classic meaning the twelfth sister?"

Hearing this voice, Shen Herong exhaled softly: "Brother Seven, do you remember my little sister?"

She looked up at him.

His own appearance is different, but the other party's face is still the same as before.

"Huh?" Gold-winged roc Xuanfeng's heart shuddered, and he turned his head abruptly.

Seeing the young man with the sword in his hand, the confusion in his eyes suddenly dissipated, and he became clear.

At the same time, sharp and dazzling.

At this moment, endless sword energy surged from the young man's body, soaring straight into the sky.

With a radius of thousands of miles, all intelligent beings felt chills from the bottom of their hearts.

But in the next instant, all the sword energy and Fenghan disappeared.

The sword energy disappeared from youth Zhou's body, and then he looked down at the Fantie sword in his hand, which came from nowhere.

"What a big dream..." He laughed and shook his head, throwing the sword away casually.

But at this moment, without a sword in his hand, in the eyes of Peng Ziling and others, he was even more fearful than before.

"You... have reached the realm of Wei Zhen Huan Yu?" Peng Ziling, the head teacher of the Taiqing Palace, let out a foul breath.

Hearing this, Su Po smiled slightly, without saying a word, just raised his hand directly.

Following his movement of raising his hand, Peng Ziling and the others felt that they were facing the sharpest existence in their entire lives.

The sword intent has no form or form, but when Peng Ziling, the head teacher of the Taiqing Palace, saw the pure Yang Yuan Shenfa, a stern wound appeared.

Standing upright like a giant god, Tai Qingxiang was about to be split into two.

Seeing this, Peng Ziling sighed.

Compared with fighting in the past, the opponent not only has made great progress in swordsmanship, but also his cultivation base has also increased.

Su Po at this moment has far surpassed the Sword Demon of the past.

Looking at each other, Peng Ziling, Song Jun, and Xuanfeng felt as if they saw the evil emperor and Qing emperor again.

It's just that Su Po has just broken through to the fourteenth realm.

Give him some more time to warm up, I'm afraid it will reach a more terrifying point.

Peng Ziling did not forcefully support his own Taiqing Xiang, but changed the formula in his hand.

Taiqing disintegrated on his own initiative, and then turned into a majestic Taisu cloud, temporarily trapping the opponent's sword energy.

At the same time, Peng Ziling stretched out his hand.

In the distant mountain gate of Taiqing Palace, a stream of light suddenly flew out.

The brilliance streaked across the sky, leaped thousands of mountains and rivers, came to Peng Ziling, and fell into his hands.

But it is a jade wishful.

With Taiqing Ruyi, the number one treasure of the Taiqing Palace, in his hand, Peng Ziling's aura became more ethereal and majestic.

But Su Po turned a blind eye to this, and made a chain of swords.

The sword energy condensed in mid-air, not like a brilliance, but more like a meandering mist.

The mist changes at will, smashes the Taisu dense, and then swims between the sky and the earth.

The mist reached Xuanfeng, the golden-winged roc, and Xuanfeng fluttered his wings.

Daoist Xuanjin gang winds criss-crossed and slashed on the mist, but failed to cut it off.

On the contrary, where the mist passed by, there were streaks of dark golden winds, as if the tangible things broke and then dissipated into the invisible.

Xuanfeng was startled when he saw this, and quickly flapped his wings to dodge.

Under the mist, except for Shen Herong and Ao Ying, they wandered around.

Song Jun, the Emperor Qian in the sky, was also affected by this phantom mist-like sword energy.

The thunderbolts transformed by his Thunder Tribulation Spear were also unavoidable, they were all cut off and dissipated in the mid-air, leaving only scattered sparks.

Su Po's sword is faster than one sword, the sword's edge is everywhere, invincible.

He himself had a gentle look on his face, and he even had time to look at Shen Herong: "Second sister, have you reincarnated and recultivated? Why are you so young?"

"Over the years, Seventh Brother doesn't remember what happened?" Shen Herong asked.

Su Po smiled apologetically: "I don't understand, it seems like it doesn't exist."

"You should laugh at me for betraying all of us. He is the descendant of the Taiqing Palace. Back then, Xianjili, Taiqing Palace Peng Laodao and others plotted against us." Shen Herong said.

Su opened his eyes and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Is that so..."

As he said, with a wave of his hand, all the sword energy condensed together, and then, like a soft rope, it wrapped around Peng Ziling, the head teacher of the Taiqing Palace.

Peng Ziling was startled secretly, the talisman Taiqing Ruyi in his hand flashed a blue light, turning it into a barrier to block the sword energy.

But surrounded by sword energy, it suddenly tightened, and cracks appeared on the blue light barrier.