Two Hundred and seventy-six.1 Everything Is Ready

Facing the gray clouds that once again covered the sky and the sun, Yan Di's expression remained unchanged, and he slashed out!

The majestic and boundless sword intent smashed through the gray clouds with force. △↗

Facing Yan Di's Infinite Heavenly Saber, the misty dark clouds could hardly maintain the elusive and mysterious state before.

As if being chopped off by Yandi, it became within reach again.

Facing such a tyrannical terrorist attack, Yuan Tian snorted coldly, and as he waved his hand, a long gray whip suddenly appeared.

The long whip swims and meets the dark clouds, which is unpredictable.

From the gray long whip, it created powerful aura fluctuations and a powerful artistic conception, but it is a high-grade spiritual weapon.

Although he is not a holy weapon, Yuan Tian has a different aura when he has a whip in his hand. His own martial arts true intention and the spiritual power of the weapon are in harmony with each other, and they help each other, and they immediately exert amazing power.

Yan Di let out a clear whistle, and made a movement of drawing a knife with the palm of his hand in the void.

A purple long knife fell into his palm immediately, and with a flip of his wrist, he slashed out.

The power of the holy soldier's Taiqing robe not only blesses Yan Di, but also coincides with Yan Di's top-grade spiritual weapon, the Heavenly Saber and the Dragon Sword.

Under Yan Di's knife, the dark clouds receded, and the long whip in Yuan Tian's hand wailed as if it was alive.

Yuan Tian's expression didn't fluctuate at all, and he didn't show any embarrassment at all. He unfolded the long whip in his hand, as if a thousand-mile dragon was circling and shuttling in the sky.

The dark clouds completely turned into a sea of ​​clouds, covering thousands of miles around, covering Yuan Tian's figure.

Only the long black whip shuttled back and forth among the clouds, like a dragon protruding its head, peeping at Yandi below.

A streak of pitch-black thunder fell from the sky. It's as dense as rain.

At the center of the dark cloud, a huge vortex formed again. The scope of influence is so vast that it seems to fill the sky.

on the ground below. Yan Zhaoge and the others stood in the Yan family's ancestral house, looked up, as if the sky above their heads, and the horizon in the distance, were all covered by dark clouds and swirls.

Looking up, it seems that the entire sky is constantly rotating.

During the turmoil of the earth, everything, including broken earth and rocks, began to float in the air. It seems to be absorbed and swallowed by the vortex in the sky.

Looking around, the entire Yunzhen County seemed to be turned upside down by Yuan Tian.

Only the place where Yan Di stood and the Yan family's ancestral house under his body were still safe and sound.

Naturally, Yan Di would not just sit back and watch Yuan Tian wreak havoc on the Tianzhong Continent. In Yunzhen County, besides the Yan family, there are also countless creatures living here.

He holds the Heavenly Saber and Longyi in his right hand, and with his left hand, he flips his palm and slaps towards the ground.

Yandi's left hand once again manifested the image of the Vajra, the light of colored glaze.

An unwavering willpower. Fitting with the Taiqing robe, dots of black and yellow brilliance, solemn and heavy, suppressing the earth below.

Dao Dao Qing Qi permeated the four fields. It seems to be as inconspicuous as air, but it freezes the surrounding world in an instant.

At the same time, Yan Di slashed upwards with his right hand. The majestic sword slashed the sky and split the earth, straight into the sky!

Yan Di's style is the Infinite Heavenly Sword. Split into the huge vortex in the sky.

between whirlpools,

The black light dragon rises and falls. To crush Yandi's sword light.

But the knife light that seems to attract the infinite mighty power of the surrounding world to bless it together, and the power is endless, has always stood tall.

The light of the knife is not shattered, but between flashes, it is the vortex formed by the dark cloud, which begins to vibrate non-stop, as if it is gradually disintegrating.

Yuan Tian was frustrated, but his will was not shaken, and he still fought with Yan Di.

Instead of fighting recklessly with Yandi's Wuliangtian Saber, he calmed down and entangled with Yandi in the way of fighting.

It is inevitable that the dignified Saint Realm powerhouse would still be disappointed by adopting such a method in the face of Yan Di and Taiqing Pao.

But Yuan Tian didn't care. Although his magic skills were weird and domineering, compared to the Wuliang Heavenly Sword, it was not suitable for reckless fighting.

Yan Di's Wuliang Heavenly Saber opened wide and closed, domineering and horizontal, and it was quite unwise for Yuan Tian to keep confronting it head-on.

What's more, it is true that Yandi's strength has skyrocketed with the addition of Taiqing robes, but Yandi is not a real martial saint after all, and it takes a lot of energy to control holy soldiers.

Correspondingly, the most critical issue is that the longer Yandi and Taiqing Pao left Guangcheng Mountain, the greater the danger of Guangcheng Mountain itself!

As long as Yan Di is delayed here for a long time, as far as Yuan Tian is concerned, it is already a victory.

In the dark clouds, Yuan Tian looked at Yan Di calmly with cold eyes, without any anger or anxiety on his face.

What made Yuan Tian feel vigilant was that Yan Di also looked as stable as Mount Tai, not in a hurry or panic.

Yan Di was really not in a hurry, and as he drew out his saber, the dark cloud vortex above his head almost completely collapsed, while quietly asking: "Zhao Ge, how are you getting ready?"

In the Yan family's mansion below, Yan Zhaoge stood in the ancestral hall of the back house, and the ancestral house's guardian formation under his feet was functioning to the limit.

Yan Zhaoge was standing on the core hub of the formation, with a stone pillar beside him, but it was the pillar of the shrine.

Restoring the pillars of the shrine to their original size would break the roof of the Yan Family Ancestral Hall, so Yan Zhaoge controlled its size and kept the height at about three meters so that it could stand in the ancestral hall.

"Everything is ready." Yan Zhaoge said with a smile.

Yuan Tian frowned. He had personally tested the power of the Yan family's ancestral house to protect the formation.

Not to mention dealing with him, many great masters of the Yuanfu realm can be treated as nothing.

No matter how talented Yan Zhaoge is, the gap between the two sides is too far away at this moment.

It is impossible to say how much help these things can bring to Yandi. For the current battle situation, it is just a drop in the bucket.

At this moment, Yan Zhaoge and the rest of the Yan family could not intervene in this holy battle. If Yan and Di hadn't been protecting each other, the aftermath of the fight would have wiped out Yunzhen County, and even turned the land around thousands of miles upside down.

But Zongheng's keen intuition for many years is telling Yuan Tian that there is really danger!

Yuan Tian, ​​whose thoughts flashed through his mind like lightning, suddenly pulled back!

But at this moment, Yan Di slashed out with a sword, the majestic sword turned into softness around the fingers, and the infinite sword was not blindly fierce.

The soft light of the knife was like a winding river, absorbing the dark clouds in the sky, preventing Yuan Tian from retreating immediately.

Seeing this, Yuan Tian was completely aware of the situation, knowing that the situation was not good, and he had to retreat first before making plans.

But in the ancestral hall of the Yan family below, Yan Zhaoge bowed to the elders and ancestors, then walked around the pillars of the shrine, and at the same time he punched the pillars of the shrine with every step.

Nine steps in a row, nine punches, Yan Zhaoge's punches shook the pillars of the shrine, and the stone pillars shone with dazzling brilliance.

Yan Zhaoge's forehead lit up with a rune imprint.

The Yan family's ancestral house guarded the formation, shining brightly like never before.

Yan Di, who fought against Yuan Tian in mid-air, had a talisman mark on his forehead.

On the ground, a thick streak of light lit up, extending rapidly towards the northeast, where the light illuminated, the boundaries of space seemed to be blurring.

Yan Di's saber light attracted Yuan Tian, ​​and the figures of the two gradually became blurred in the void. (To be continued.)