Jian Donglai stood hanging in the air, his eyes staring at the sword body Nie Feng who flew in front of him, the sharp light in his eyes flickered, and the voice with majestic words came out of his mouth: "I am the Sword Daoist Sect of the Realm Lord's Mansion to learn Jian Donglai, and if you don't kill the nameless, if you retreat quickly, you can avoid death!"

Obviously, Jian Donglai didn't take the sword saint Nie Feng who flew to meet him in his eyes.

is also a powerhouse in the immortal realm, and he has been in the immortal realm for many years with his excellent swordsmanship, which can be called invincible at the same level.

"He's not a nobody, he's a generation of Sword Saint Nie Feng from our Dragon's Nest!"

Hearing Jian Donglai's arrogant words, many Dragon Nest warriors on the city wall couldn't help but shout loudly, cheering for the sword saint Nie Feng.

"Even the earth star ants dare to call themselves sword saints, and today I will tell you what is the way of the sword!"

Jian Dong's gaze at Sword Saint Nie Feng was full of disdain, and indifferent words came out of his mouth.

"Boom!"

Sword Saint Nie Feng didn't speak, but directly pulled out his saber eagle cry with a bang.

The long sword was sold, and with a loud eagle's cry, the momentum of the sword saint Nie Feng skyrocketed, and countless sword qi flowed around his body, making his long hair fly, and his clothes were windless.

Behind him emerged an illusory and mysterious eagle head, its blood-colored eyes filled with piercing light, searching for the enemy's fatal weakness.

At this moment, the image of the Sword Saint Nie Feng instantly became incomparably taller at this moment, and the momentum of the strong man was fully revealed.

"Boom!"

Then, he slammed the Eagle Cry Holy Sword in his hand, and a huge sword qi was like a blood-colored silver moon and went straight to the east of the sword.

"Carving insect skills!"

Seeing this, a sneer appeared on Jian Donglai's face, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, his palm poked out, and under the stunned gaze of the people, he directly grabbed the sword qi cut out by the sword saint Nie Feng, and then violently nirvana.

The blood-colored sword qi turned into blood-colored ice crystals in the sky and floated down, full of a different kind of beauty, putting on a mysterious and powerful coat for Jian Donglai.

His simple and arrogant hand made the pupils of many warriors in the Dragon's Lair shrink, and a thick sense of astonishment and shock appeared on their faces.

"Sword Saint Nie Feng's Eagle Cry Sword Qi was actually blocked so easily by that guy like this, and it was pinched and exploded with one hand?"

"How could this be, the sword qi of the Sword Saint Nie Feng had no effect on him?"

"That guy is clearly at the peak of the Immortal Realm, exactly the same as Lord Nie Feng, why do you feel that he is stronger than Lord Nie Feng, the Sword Saint?"

"It's not good, the strong often pay attention to momentum when they make moves, and Lord Nie Feng's momentum has been suppressed. ”

The dragon's nest warriors on the alloy city wall were filled with deep shock and worry in their hearts.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the Sword Saint Nie Feng has already lost in momentum.

"That guy is not only a sword cultivator, but also cultivates with the way of horizontal refinement, he is a body cultivator, just now he just relied on the power of his body to block the sword qi of the sword saint Nie Feng and pinch him out. Lord Nie Feng's situation is a little unpleasant......"

Ye Xuan's eyebrows, the eyes of the Star Emperor quietly opened, the sharp light in his eyes flashed, and a deep voice came out of his mouth.

"Although it is indeed very strong that it is called Jian Donglai, and he cultivates the dual cultivation of swordsmanship, Nie Feng is not an idle person, so there is no need to worry. ”

Hearing Ye Xuan's words, a light smile appeared on Ye Sifeng's face, and he said comfortingly.

The characters who can be on the top 100 military merit list are by no means idle, Ye Sifeng, Su Haoran and other high-level leaders of the Dragon Nest have absolute confidence in the Sword Saint Nie Feng.

"Roar!"

Seeing that Jian Donglai blocked the attack of Sword Saint Nie Feng in such a domineering way and crushed his sword qi, the army of Hengyun Mansion was greatly strengthened, swept away the previous depression, and let out an excited roar from their mouths.

In their opinion, this battle will definitely be won by Jian Donglai.

"Such a crude sword technique, such a dull sword qi, dare to call himself a sword saint, don't make people laugh off their big teeth here, I'll give you three breaths, leave you a cheap life, get out of here for me!"

Jian Donglai looked at Sword Saint Nie Feng, and a cold and disdainful voice came out of his mouth.

The enemy in front of him didn't interest him at all, and he didn't even have the qualifications to draw his sword.

The sharp light in the eyes of the Sword Saint Nie Feng flickered, but he still didn't speak, he took one step and stepped on the clouds, and the long sword in his hand stabbed directly at Jian Donglai's heart.

Jian Donglai smiled coldly, the disdain in his eyes was even stronger, he didn't mean to draw his sword at all, but dodged with his excellent body skills.

Sword Saint Nie Feng's face was as usual, not happy or sad, the long sword in his hand waved rapidly, the eagle's cry was endless, and the sword swallowed like a poisonous snake and showed its sharp fangs to bite Jian Donglai, but Jian Donglai always had a playful smile on his face, walking leisurely, dodging calmly and calmly.

Even when he encounters a sword attack that cannot be dodged, he relies on his strong body and points like a sword to block and fight, which can be said to be contemptuous of the sword saint Nie Feng to the extreme, playing with him in the palm of his hand.

Even so, Jian Donglai felt that it was still not enjoyable enough, and there was still a loud laugh coming out of his mouth: "Have you seen the big guys?" This is the figure who is known as a generation of sword saints in the earth star, so far he has produced a total of a hundred swords, but unfortunately he has not even touched the corners of my clothes...... It's ridiculous, looking at our Heng Xingxing, the sword skills of any ordinary sword cultivator are better than him. But such a person is revered as a sword saint by the ants of the earth star, which is simply a big joke in the world!"

"This is the enemy we are going to face, they are weak and arrogant, they are just a bunch of garbage sitting in a well and watching the sky, what reason do you have to be afraid of such an enemy, what reason do you have to think that you will lose? This war is destined to be our victory, they are destined to be trampled under our feet and become slaves to be fed by us. ”

"Haha, Lord Jian Donglai is right, what are we afraid of in the face of such ants?"

"It's ridiculous that such garbage can be called a Juggernaut

...... extreme."

"The people who were turned into Sword Saints by those guys from the Earth Star are only of this level, so how strong can those guys from the Earth Star be? ”

Hearing Jian Donglai's words, looking at the sword body Nie Feng who was played with by him and was painstakingly suppressed between his palms, the faces of the soldiers of the Hengyun Mansion army were full of playful and playful smiles, and there were playful and disdainful words coming out of their mouths.

Now that they had completely recovered from the shock caused by Ye Xuan's single-handedness in destroying a million parasitic cannibals, they felt that they could do it again, that they were superior, and that the people of the earth star were just a group of arrogant frogs at the bottom of the well.

"Jian Dong, not bad!"

The White Eagle standing behind Xiang Yuanchao, the master of the Hengyun Realm, commented at this moment.

"I usually don't find anything unique about this kid, but today's performance is unexpected, and it is the face of our Hengyun Mansion. ”

Mei Tianqi also commented on Jian Dong at this moment: "If it goes on like this, the ants of the dragon's nest will soon be defeated." ”

"Jian Dong, be rewarded!"

A smile appeared on the face of Xiang Yuanchao, the master of the Hengyun Realm, and he nodded appreciatively.

"After the end of the war, the child is going to let Jian Dong come to enter the Tibetan Sword Pavilion to practice. ”

The ghost sword spoke at the right time.

"Accurate!"

Xiang Yuanchao, the master of the Hengyun Realm, replied lightly.

In their opinion, there is no suspense in this battle anymore.

The two sides are not at the same level at all, and although the sword saint Nie Feng has strong sword skills, he can't hurt Jian Dong at all.

In this battle, Jian Donglai has been invincible.

Compared with the cheers and ridicule on the side of Hengyun Mansion, the atmosphere on the side of the dragon's nest is particularly gloomy.

Jian Donglai's provocative words and the mocking voices of the soldiers of Hengyun Mansion fell into their ears, making their faces look particularly ugly, their fists clenched, and they held a bad breath in their hearts.

However, none of them said anything, and each of them stared at the battlefield with their eyes fixed, believing that the Sword Master in their hearts would never let them down.

"It's so steady, from the beginning to the present, the Sword Saint Nie Feng's hand holding the sword has not shaken, and when the sword is released, it still maintains the initial frequency, and no matter how Jian Dong comes to ridicule, the Sword Saint Nie Feng's mood has not changed in the slightest, and his face has not changed in the slightest...... If it had been someone else, he would have been angry...... His kendo mentality alone is beyond the reach of the dust, far surpassing the sword Donglai, and the outcome of this battle is inseparable......

Ye Xuan relied on the Star Emperor's Eye to be able to see more and deeper things clearly, and quickly analyzed it from the bottom of his heart.

He glanced at Su Haoran, Ye Sifeng and the others again, and found that there was no slightest fluctuation on their faces, and he felt that Sword Saint Nie Feng was afraid that he would soon counterattack and slap his face.

"That stinky acrobat, that's all you have to do?"

Jian Donglai pointed at the sword and clamped the Eagle Cry Holy Sword stabbed by the Sword Saint Nie Feng, a playful voice came out of his mouth, and a trace of coldness and impatience flashed in his eyes: "If you only have such a little ability, then this should be over." ”

"It's time to finish. ”

However, Jian Donglai's words had just fallen, and Sword Saint Nie Feng, who had never spoken, suddenly spoke at this moment.

"Huh!"

As his words fell, the Eagle Cry Holy Sword in his hand suddenly let out a loud sword roar, the sword body instantly changed red, Sword Saint Nie Feng's arm shook suddenly, and a surging power spread out from his Eagle Cry Holy Sword.

The sudden tremendous force made Jian Donglai's face change, and he was about to make a move, when the Eagle Cry Holy Sword caught by his fingers had already shaken the restraints of his fingers and stabbed towards his throat.

Seeing this, Jian Donglai's face turned cold, and he was about to turn sideways to dodge this sword, but Sword Saint Nie Feng's hand holding the sword suddenly spun at a high speed at this moment, setting off a sword qi tornado, stabbing towards Jian Donglai's chest at a speed ten times faster before.

"How could his sword suddenly be so fast?"

"Damn, I can't hide from it!"

Looking at the eagle crying holy sword that stabbed quickly, Jian Donglai's pupils shrank, and he didn't think about it, his arms were crossed, and he quickly blocked in front of him.

"Poof......

In the next tremble, the terrifying sword qi erupted, and a mouthful of jet-black blood erupted from Jian Donglai's mouth, and he was shocked and flew out under the stunned gaze of the soldiers of Hengyun Mansion.

By the time he stabilized his body, his arms and gauntlets had already been torn by the sword qi and blood-colored wounds appeared, and the protective soft armor on his chest had also been pierced by the sword qi, leaving a bloody hole in his chest, and the blood continued to flow out, making him look extremely embarrassed.

Obviously, Jian Donglai was already injured at this moment.

"You...... Damn!"

Looking down at the blood hole in his chest, Jian Donglai's face was hard to see, his fists were clenched, and his eyes were fixed on the sword saint Nie Feng who was walking slowly with a long sword, and there was a calm voice coming out of his mouth.

"I could have killed you with a sword just now, for the sake of fellow sword cultivators, I'll give you a chance to draw your sword. ”

Sword Saint Nie Feng's long hair was flying, standing against the wind, his eyes were fixed on Jian Donglai, and a calm and indifferent voice came out of his mouth.

"Wow!"

"What's the matter? That guy actually said that the sword just now could kill Master Jian Donglai?"

"Just now, it was obvious that Lord Jian Donglai completely had the upper hand, why did he suddenly fall into the disadvantage, and he was about to lose?"

"Maniac, it's clear that Lord Jian Donglai spared his dog's life, and even said that he could kill Master Jian Donglai with a sword and give him a chance to draw his sword?"

"Shameless, Lord Jian Donglai, kill this guy!"

Hearing the words of the Sword Saint Nie Feng, looking at the sword Donglai who was repelled by him, the army of Hengyun Mansion who was happy and excited just now had a wrong face

Stunned and in an uproar, a confused voice came out of his mouth.

The smiles on the faces of the White Eagle, the Ghost Sword, Mei Tianqi, and the Hengyun Mansion Realm Master Xiang Yuanchao also gradually disappeared, and were replaced by cold and ugly, and there was a feeling of being slapped in the face.

"Alas...... It's a pity, just now the sword saint Nie Feng could indeed kill that guy directly, and even gave him the opportunity to draw his sword. ”

Ye Xuan sighed lightly and said helplessly.

In his opinion, Sword Saint Nie Feng suddenly shot at ten times the speed, and Jian Donglai couldn't dodge it at all under that sword, but in the end, he regained a trace of strength, but he was injured and shocked Jian Donglai, and he didn't want his life, and missed an opportunity in vain.

If it were him, he would never have done it, but would have taken his life with a sword.

"He deliberately spared Jian Donglai's life, and let him draw his sword obviously to pick up the lost face and win glory for my dragon's nest at the same time, and he is also a sword cultivator, he should also want to see the other party's sword skills. ”

Hearing Ye Xuan's words, Ye Sifeng, who knew the Sword Saint Nie Feng very well, said with a smile.

"Give me a chance to draw my sword? ”

The fierce light in Jian Donglai's eyes flickered, and the killing intent was vertical and horizontal, and he rushed towards the Sword Saint Nie Feng.

"Huh!"

Sword Saint Nie Feng's face did not have the slightest fluctuation, and he also rushed out like lightning at this moment.

The moment they rushed out, the originally clear sky suddenly became extremely black, as if it had been blackened by ink, and only two figures ran close in the darkness.

"Snort ......"

As they approached, the two drew their swords in unison.

The brilliant sword light suddenly bloomed.

The figures of the two people who originally rushed out suddenly stopped at this moment.

The sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and this sword seemed to split the black clouds and reappear with light.

The dazzling sunlight sprinkled down from the split clouds and fell on the bodies of the Sword Saint Nie Feng and Jian Donglai.

Sword Saint Nie Feng held the scabbard with one hand, and maintained the posture of drawing the sword with the other.

Jian Donglai held the scabbard in one hand and the hilt in the other, and pulled out half of the long sword, the body of the sword refracting a dazzling light in the sunlight.

"Who won?"

"Who the hell won?"

"Did Lord Jian Donglai win?"

Countless people stared blankly at the Sword Saint Nie Feng and Jian Donglai, whose figures suddenly froze in mid-air, and eager words came out of their mouths.

"I gave you the opportunity to draw your sword, but unfortunately, in the end, your sword was not drawn. ”

As the calm and indifferent voice sounded, under the stunned gaze of the people, the still figure of the Sword Saint Nie Feng suddenly moved.

He didn't look at the sword behind him, but walked straight towards the dragon's nest camp.

"How...... How so? You...... How could you be ...... So fast? poof......"

Behind him, Jian Donglai lowered his head with difficulty, staring blankly at the long sword in his hand that had not been drawn out, a thick look of disbelief appeared on his face, and a hoarse voice came out of his mouth.

When the words fell, his body trembled, and a large amount of jet-black blood sprayed out of his mouth, and a sword mark that penetrated his whole body appeared on his body, and he died of exhaustion, falling from mid-air, becoming a cold corpse!

"Roar!"

"Win, we win, haha!"

"Juggernaut, Juggernaut!"

Looking at the sword Donglai who fell to death, and looking at the sword saint Nie Feng who carried the triumphant return, the dragon's nest warriors were boiling with blood, and their mouths let out excited and excited shouts.

The evil breath they were holding in their hearts was finally vented at this moment, and there was a kind of pleasure of raising their eyebrows.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

A thick smile of appreciation appeared on Ye Xuan's face, and he took the lead in applauding.

Sword Saint Nie Feng's victory in this battle can be described as glorious.

He began to maintain the same frequency and the same strength to draw out his sword, and his only purpose was to paralyze the Sword Saint Nie Feng, so that he could adapt to the rhythm and frequency of his attacks, and slowly assimilate the rhythm of his body muscles.

When Jian Donglai fully adapted to his attack rhythm and strength, he was taken by surprise and launched a counterattack in an instant.

Even in the end, Jian Donglai didn't have time to pull out the long sword, and the sword saint Nie Feng had already drawn the sword and returned it to the sheath.

His sword is faster and stronger than Jian Donglai.

Such a method is really admirable and breathtaking.

For a while, earth-shattering shouts and cheers and overwhelming applause also rang out.

Sword Saint Nie Feng, well deserved!

"Come on, show General Nie!"

Su Hanyan's exquisite face was also full of smiles, and he said with a smile.

"General Nie, please!"

Soon, someone moved a seat and placed it beside Ye Xuan, and poured fine wine for him, and the Sword Saint Nie Feng happily took a seat.

"How can this be? Lord Jian Donglai was defeated?"

"Damn, why did this happen?"

"Didn't that guy get pressed and beaten in the first place?"

"We've lost again?"

The morale of the soldiers of the Hengyun Mansion army was low, their faces were depressed, and unbelievable words came out of their mouths.

They couldn't believe what was happening in front of them.

Obviously, Jiandonglai was in sight for victory, but in the end it overturned.

Hengyun Mansion was slapped in the face again.

PS: Brothers, the 5,000-word chapter, is it cool to read?