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But what Duanmu Yeyu didn't expect was that Wang Xiaojian, like him, let the holy fire merge with the sword sky.

At this time, his face was cold, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Wang Xiaojian, the Diyan Burning Heart Flame is the holy fire you worked so hard to obtain in the Spirit Refining Sect."

"Diyan Burning Heart Flame is very strong, but unfortunately, it only ranks No. 15 on the holy flame list. And this seat's Fallen Star Flame ranks No. 12!"

"It's also the Hundred Swords Sky, do you think that the Hundred Swords Sky that has been blessed with the Diyan Burning Heart Flame can beat me?!"

Wang Xiaojian sneered, and said: "Duanmu Yeyu, if you don't try, how will you know. Don't you want to kill me? Stop talking nonsense. Let the horse come over, okay?!"

"Complete you!"

Duanmu Yeyu opened his mouth, murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

He held a peerless sword in one hand, and made a sword formula with the other.

Immediately, 360 lines of sword energy formed in the sky, fused with the flames of the fallen stars, turned into a torrent of flaming sword energy, and shot out in the direction of Wang Xiaojian.

With the murderous intent of death, he wanted to smash Wang Xiaojian's body into pieces.

And Wang Xiaojian's eyes flashed a bright light.

He also used the sword art to control, causing the same amount of flaming sword energy to shoot out towards Duanmu Yeyu.

cocoa cocoa!

Boom boom boom!

Where the sword energy passed, the air was torn apart.

Like a rain of bright stars piercing the sky, colliding head-on.

Just like the end of the world, when the sword qi exploded, the space was torn open, revealing space cracks.

All the formations shook violently.

In the vibrating space, the bodies of Wang Xiaojian and Duanmu Yeyu were also shaking at the same time.

However, they held swords in both hands, their expressions were cold, and their eyes were cold.

In their hearts, at the same time, the sword art of Baijian Tianqiong flows, making the flame meteor sword rain become even more terrifying.

Rumble!

The sky of the big formation continued to roar.

The formation space around them was destroyed by the bursting sword energy.

Except for the God Demon Tree that stands upright from the sky, the rest of the Demon Thorn Trees were all destroyed.

Xiu Yu, the master of the Demon Puppet Sect, Ling Susu, the master of the Hundred Flowers Sect, and the Wu Zun experts from the three sects, as well as the Wu Zong experts, had already avoided it by far.

However, their bodies also swayed along with the formation.

And each of them had a surprised expression on their faces.

The expressions of the Wu Zong elites were even more surprised.

Wang Xiaojian looked only 20 years old, younger than them.

To be able to display such a trick.

However, Duanmu Yeyu, the master of the sect, unleashed the Hundred Swords Sky, which was infused with the breath of the holy fire.

You can still fight him!

boom!

In the air, there was a roar.

The last sword energy collided in the air.

In the space of the big formation, except for the tree of gods and demons, everything was destroyed.

The shock wave containing the power of the holy fire swept across the four directions, hitting the bodies of Wang Xiaojian and Duanmu Yeyu holding the swords.

The two were shocked at the same time, and flew out backwards!

Wang Xiaojian's body flew hundreds of feet away.

Duanmu Yeyu also flew a hundred feet away!

They stabilized their bodies in midair.

A smile appeared on Wang Xiaojian's face.

Duanmu Yeyu looked surprised.

Also astonished, there were also the powerhouses of the three sects who watched all this, to be exact, they were shocked!

"How is it possible that they are evenly matched?!"

"Wang Xiaojian, how can it be evenly matched with the sect master."

"That's right. The sect master's cultivation is higher than Wang Xiaojian's. Although Wang Xiaojian also used the holy fire, but the sect master's Fallen Star Flame is higher than his holy fire. What's going on?!"

"Could it be that Wang Xiaojian's imperial sword spirit is higher than that of the sect master?"

"Impossible, the master of the sect has already cultivated the Emperor's Sword Qi to a state of perfection. Wang Xiaojian can at most cultivate it to the same level, not the highest level."

"Then why is this the case?!"

"do not know……"

There was a burst of sound.

All the strong men of King's Sect set their eyes on Wang Xiaojian.

Although there was no winner, the situation in front of them exceeded their expectations.

Duanmu Yeyu consumed a lot after casting Hundred Swords Sky.

However, as the head of the King's Sect, he has cultivated a powerful technique, so this consumption is nothing.

At this time, he was also very surprised, staring at Wang Xiaojian, "Wang Xiaojian, how is it possible? How did you do it."

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Wang Xiaojian's words angered Duanmu Yeyu.