This kind of uneasiness made several Tianchi sword attendants on the Nine Heavens Peak who were focused on the sword also couldn't help but be in a trance.

Whether it was Senior Brother Xiao Wang, who had not tasted defeat in cultivating the golden mean among the disciples of the Sword Pavilion, or Muyun Sword City, who was invincible in cultivating the Sword of the King Dao, they were all disturbed by the starry chessboard that appeared in the starry sky at the top of the Star Picking Pavilion.

How can you be a little absent-minded when you compete with the best people of your generation?

Whether it is the prince of the Emperor League who has no tears, the princess of the demon clan with noble blood, or the ascetic monk from the Buddhist sect holding the golden lotus, who is not a young man who is proud of the world and is named by the Tianji Pavilion to be ranked in the next Tianque list?

A moment of distraction is enough to make the Nine Heavens Peak Sword draw the end point in advance!

......

Luo Changfeng, who was in the midst of the vast sword intent constructed by the Royal Dao Sword, seized that fleeting opportunity.

So Luo Changfeng, who was shrouded in the knife domain, finally chose to take out the knife and make the first knife.

This knife did not split, did not cut, and did not pick and sweep.

The knife chosen by Luo Changfeng is a stab, a straight stab.

This stabbing was originally the most commonly used and most common and simple introductory sword style in sword cultivation, but now in Luo Changfeng's hands, the sword is used to enter the sword, and the sword style is unexpected and extremely fast.

A wave of unruly debauchery arose in the sword intent of the ocean, like a silver waterfall pouring down from the nine heavens.

A fleeting sword light pierced through the silver waterfall and approached the tall figure behind the silver waterfall.

Senior Brother Huang Fuyi, who was silently watching the battle on the top of the mountain, nodded slightly and heavily, and gave full affirmation to Luo Changfeng's sword, which can be called a miracle stroke.

Not for anything else, just for the speed of this knife!

The shortest distance between two points is a straight line.

Take the straightest distance between the two points as the fastest attack trajectory, and there is simply no flaw to find.

The emperor resolutely changed places.

If the person in Wang Yang's sword intent was himself, even if he could capture the once-in-a-lifetime fighter gap left by Wang Dao Sword's negligible trance at that moment, he might not be able to exert three or four of his strength, let alone this magic stroke that decided the outcome of the battle.

God comes with a sword!

To some extent, this senior brother, who has been cultivating in the Chuanzimen of Bodhi Academy for more than ten years, has been convinced by his junior brother Luo Changfeng, who has only been enrolled for one year.

The fierceness of the courtyard sword made the royal sword Muyun Sword City retract his solemn gaze from the top of the Star Pavilion Star River chessboard, and he only had time to glance at the sword light, and Luo Changfeng's knife came to him.

The Guardian Knife pierced through the body protection sword that lingered around him, and then stabbed into Muyun Sword City's chest.

Silence began to fall above the mountaintops.

The cloud stopped for a moment.

The wind stopped for a moment.

The leaves were quiet for a moment.

The rolling sword intent also stopped for a moment.

The fall of the battle between black and white above the starry sky also seemed to slow down for a moment. Instantly, another star lit up on the galactic chessboard on the top of the Star-Picking Tower.

Mu Yun Sword City, who was stabbed in the chest by the courtyard knife, showed a smile that was unharmed.

Luo Changfeng took in the smile, for some reason, he didn't feel any ease when he had a little upper hand.

He looked at the tip of the knife in the courtyard.

The tip of the knife that pierced into Muyun Sword City's chest did not have any traces of blood flowing out of it.

"Very good sword!" Muyun Sword City's smile was tinged with a hint of appreciation.

"But it seems to be a little bit close. Luo Changfeng looked regretful.

"In all the years of cultivation in the Sword Pavilion, this is the first knife that pierced my protective sword gang, and it was also the only weapon. Muyun Sword City looked at Luo Changfeng and said.

"Maybe I should be proud of this?" Luo Changfeng smiled self-deprecatingly.

"At least don't feel inferior!" Muyun Sword City's figure floated back.

Everything around is no longer static.

The clouds gather and disperse with the wind.

The wind swept with the sword intent.

The sword intent rippled as Muyun Sword City's figure retreated, and then surged towards the latter's chest.

The tip of the knife was drawn inch by inch from the chest, and there was still no blood to be seen. After the courtyard guard knife was completely withdrawn from Muyun Sword City's body, a burst of majestic sword intent poured in, and the knife wound on the latter's chest healed in an instant.

"You can't hurt me!" Muyun Sword City's body flew out like a floating leaf, always retreating, always rising, always moving away.

Of course, he didn't want to escape from the Nine Heavens Peak Sword Stage.

Qingmei boiled wine and washed the sword, no one had the strength to make this first disciple of the seventy-two peaks of the Sword Pavilion have the idea of retreating, let alone staying away.

Huangfu Yi moved his ears.

The look has been heavy.

Luo Changfeng looked at the figure that was far away for some reason, shook his head calmly and said, "But I can defeat you!"

He didn't know what Muyun Sword City's ability to heal his injuries was automatically.

If the other party had been like this time in the Nine Heavens Peak, Luo Changfeng admitted that there was really no way to hurt an opponent who would never get hurt.

What if he didn't get hurt? he didn't come here to hurt the disciples of the Sword Pavilion when he traveled all the way to Kunlun.

From the beginning to the end, he had only one purpose!

Mountaineering and sword discussion is to get a sword for Tianchi! He needs to get a quota for candidates to enter Tianchi.

Defeat or defeat the person in front of you before you get your spot!

Mu Yun Sword City, who heard Luo Changfeng's words, suddenly burst out laughing, and the laughter echoed to the top of the clouds, shaking the stars in the sky and blinking: "You just said that you want to borrow my sword to take a look?"

"You look at the sword, I look at the sword. Luo Changfeng's expression did not change.

"Hahaha...... You look at the sword, I look at the sword!" Muyun Sword City opened his mouth and swallowed, and the ocean-like sword intent was swallowed in an instant.

Under the starry sky, the peaks of the Nine Heavens became pure and clear.

The long sword with a golden dragon-shaped sword light under the starlight was extremely dazzling in his hand.

However, the dazzling long sword slowly dissipated into invisibility as the golden light was swallowed by the starry night.

Muyun Sword City's voice echoed at the top of this Nine Heavens Peak: "If you want to watch the sword, I will let you watch the sword." ”

He stretched out his hand and roared into the void: "The sword is coming......"

With a roar, he broke through the realm and entered the spiritual aperture!

His voice did not subside.

Luo Changfeng saw thousands of swords with his own eyes.

Countless swords from nearly a hundred sword washing rooms and sword washing pools from the seventy-two strange peaks of Kunlun broke out one after another with that roar.

North, South, West, East.

Seventy-two sword peaks.

Hundreds of sword washing rooms.

Countless swords burst through the air.

In the night, a bitter gust of wind swept through.

Under the starry sky, there was a continuous sound of swords.

Thousands of swords flew from under the starry sky in all directions.

Cover the stars and the moon!

Luo Changfeng's eyes were full of countless sword lights!

Feeling the glorious scene of thousands of swords pouring in, Senior Brother Huang Fuyi sighed deeply: "This is the real sword of the royal road!"

The royal sword of the disciples of the Sword Pavilion has never been a certain sword, let alone a famous sword in the Divine Weapon List or the Huanhua Sword Pool.

His kendo is unique, unique like no one before or since.

The world's sword cultivation is a sword!

And he cultivated thousands of swords!

This is the royal sword of Muyun Sword City!

(PS: If there is no accident, this weekend is closed, and the house will be moved on Saturday, and the five watches owed will be made up for you within two days.) It's so dangerous, but after I finished writing, there was a problem with WPS, and I couldn't open it, and almost all the manuscripts were gone. ）