The golden light point flew from the tip of the sword to Yun Ao's chest, and the Dao sword light burst out, cutting the ground into cracks. Some disciples of Yuntian sect who were close to them could even feel the sword Qi from the golden light point, which hurt the skin.

Yun Ao's face also became dignified. A bit of sword on the tip of Yang Xuan's sword brought him great pressure and even made him feel a threat. From Yang Xuan's body, Yun Ao felt the strength that did not belong to Yang Xuan's realm.

The sword Qi in Yang Xuan's hand finally left the sword tip and slowly flew to Yun Ao's chest.

When the sword Qi finally touched Yun Ao's chest, it finally burst out. Countless swords emanated from the concentrated swords, cutting off the protective Gang Qi that Yun Ao finally gathered.

The disciples of yuntianzong who were watching around changed their faces. The sword Qi emitted from the golden awn is extremely sharp. Some disciples who are closer have cut their clothes and even their body surface. Many of these disciples are not inferior to Yang Xuan, but they have no resistance under Yang Xuan's sword.

Yun Ao's action immediately stagnated in the air. Of course, he didn't want to move, but the power contained in these sword Qi was too terrible. Even if he wanted to move, he couldn't do anything. He had to stand in place and constantly operate the spiritual power in his body to maintain the body protecting vigorous Qi on the body surface, so as to ensure that he would not be hurt.

Yang Xuan drank softly: "Seven Star Sword formula - extreme sword style." At the moment when his voice fell, the golden light spot on yunao's chest finally burst out. Originally, it was just the sword Qi that attacked yunao continuously, and rushed to yunao at the same time.

Yun Ao finally couldn't resist. As soon as he gritted his teeth, his body quickly rolled towards the rear, but these sword Qi were still indomitable, constantly chasing after Yun AO and cutting his flesh and blood.

The sword Qi finally dissipated. After Yun Ao stopped rolling on the ground, his back was full of scars left by Yang Xuan's sword Qi just now.

But seeing the sad appearance of Yun Ao, Yang Xuan's face couldn't help being a little distracted, even a little scary.

It is true that Yang Xuan can hurt him with the strength of the seventh realm. At this time, his strength is yunao of the ninth realm, which itself is a very shocking thing. But compared with the expected result of Yang Xuan, it was much worse.

Yun Ao stood up from the ground, his face green and red. Originally, when he saw Yang Xuan again and one of the people he hated most, Yun Ao was still happy that he could blade his enemy, but now in full view of the public and under the eyes of almost all the disciples of the whole yuntianzong, he rolled on the ground like a dog, making him feel ashamed.

A burst of hot blood rushed to the forehead. Yun Ao's eyes instantly became blood red, but the original ferocious expression became calm. Looking at Yang Xuan, he said, "yes, your strength is very strong."

"Needless to say, I know." Yang Xuan replied with a cold hum of disdain.

But at the next moment, yunao's breath began to become restless, just like a pot of boiling water, rolling continuously and rushing into the sky from bottom to top.

"It's good for young people to have some strength, but it's taboo to be arrogant. Yuntian sect has stood in Zhongzhou for thousands of years. Do you really think that as the leader of Yuntian sect, I have only this ability?"

Around yunao's body, billowing white waves formed by spiritual power gradually emerge, which wrap yunao like clouds.

Lingying, who stood behind Yang Xuan, could not help but become dignified. She reminded Yang Xuan in a deep voice: "be careful, this is the housekeeping means of Yuntian sect, Yuntian Lingzhen."

"What is that?" Yang Xuan frowned and asked suspiciously. From the billowing white waves, Yang Xuan sensed abundant spiritual power, but these spiritual powers just gathered together, but there was no trend of change in the next step. Instead, Yang Xuan didn't know how to deal with it.

Lingying replied, "this is the magic power handed down by the ancestor of Yuntian sect. I only heard it from Yuncheng before, but I haven't seen it with my own eyes, so I don't know its power and application means. What Yuncheng said is that this magic power is changeable and very difficult to deal with, so you must pay more attention."

Lingying said and leaned against Yang Xuan. Although the reason for these things today is her, people with clear eyes can see that yunao's next goal must be Yang Xuan, because Yang Xuan hurt Yunlong first, hurt yunao again, and then let yunao lose face. Yun Ao is an extremely conceited person. If such a thing happens, he will not let Yang Xuan go easily.

Sure enough, after forming around yunao's body, Bai Lang spread towards Yang Xuan at a very fast speed. Looking at the posture, there was a faint trend to wrap Yang Xuan.

On Yang Xuan's body, Liyan has been ignited, constantly burning, emitting bursts of burning heat.

The distance between Bai Lang and Yang Xuan was getting closer and closer. Just when Yang Xuan wanted to control the burning white wave, the white wave actually crossed Yang Xuan's body and spread directly behind Yang Xuan as if it had eyes.

The world around Yang Xuan suddenly became white. He hurriedly released his mind, but found that the white wave was like a thick wall, completely blocking his mind.

Even not far from Yang Xuan, the figure of Lingying could not be seen. Yang Xuan controlled Tianyan again and wanted to see through white waves, but it still didn't work. This made Yang Xuan's eyebrows wrinkle. Although Bai Lang didn't affect his sight, he cut off Yang Xuan's perception of the outside world, so that he couldn't know what was going to happen next.

"Come out, what kind of man is hiding?" Yang Xuan shouted angrily in the air, but Yun Ao didn't show up.

"Trying to annoy me? You're almost there." The arrogant voice of Yun Ao sounded, but the voice came from all directions, which made Yang Xuan unable to find the real hiding place of Yun Ao. Seeing Yang Xuan's confused appearance, Yun Ao couldn't help laughing again: "smelly boy, feel despair in my cloud heaven spirit array. Cloud sword, get up!!!"

As Yang Xuan's voice fell, around Yang Xuan, the thick white fog began to creep up. Then, small groups were separated, and these white groups finally turned into countless white swords.

The long sword turned and stabbed at Yang Xuan. Yang Xuan's pupil shrank suddenly, he waved the black dragon angle in his hand, and the seven star sword Jue was displayed. The black long sword left a residual shadow in the air. In an instant, he produced the sword six times, blocking the cloud sword in six directions beyond his feet.

The cloud sword contacted the black dragon horn. The attached force made Yang Xuan feel a burst of pain in his wrist, but the cloud sword also broke after him.