A slender figure stepped from the river of falling light, this young man was dressed in cold black, his hair was as handsome as ink, his eyebrows were like swords, and his cheeks were like carved knives, handsome and cold, giving people a feeling of being unapproachable.

The young man carried a black sword behind him, with delicate threads on the hilt, the sword boring was inlaid with amethyst agate, shining, and the sword body was wrapped around the cloth belt, and the edge was hidden, even so, the long sword still exuded a harsh aura, and the cold air was pressing.

The swordsman, the sword does not leave the body, this sword makes people feel that it only belongs to this teenager at a glance.

"Is it a coincidence that a meteorite from outside the realm has smashed through the seal of the Land of Creation?"

The black-clothed young man came to the entrance, stopped his steps, and what attracted his attention was not the opening of the last seal of the secret realm, but the sharp sword intent revealed in the light river.

The black-clothed young man raised his head, his dark and deep eyes showed a look, and he strode into the group of meteoric light, "You are actually practicing swords in the meteorite outside the sky, let me see what kind of existence you are." ”

The sky is rippling, and the brilliance is brilliant.

In the brilliant and dazzling light, Yu Cong felt that sharp aura, just like the aura emitted by the sword behind the comer, sharp as a torch.

The sword intent on his body buzzed and trembled, and there was a sonorous sound invisibly, and he became excited, and it was the sword of the comer that attracted him.

The encounter between swords and swords is never a peaceful fate, regardless of grievances, the cause must be told in the confrontation.

Yu Cong opened his eyes, the sword intent on his body moved more violently, and the black-clothed young man stood at the upper end of the Shangguang River, looking at him from a distance, this young man who stepped into the group of meteoric lights for him, in order to show respect, he would not shy away.

The moment their eyes met, their confrontation had already begun, and the black-clothed young man's whole body erupted with a terrifying aura, like the sun, but this was a cold sun, and the sword intent was like an ice thorn, and the temperature emitted could freeze people.

This black-clothed young man is very powerful, his comprehension of the sword is extremely high, he did not use the sword, but it seems that the whole sky is covered with his sword, those cold cold light, those cold air, as if they are all his swords.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The sharp ice rays quickly condensed, crystal clear, and glowing, this was not real ice, but the artistic conception condensed by the sword of the young man in black.

Yu Cong was like a great enemy, and the sword light around him shot out at the same time, and it was also a sword condensed by the sword intent he comprehended, which he comprehended from the meteoric stream, the sword was like a streamer, extremely fast, and every sword intent was shining, like the brilliance of the sun.

Qiang Qiang !!

In the sky of streamers and sword shadows, they were intertwined, sonorous, and suddenly exploded, and the sword intent of the two clashed, causing strong winds and waves within the meteorite group, setting off a wave of light.

The black-clothed young man's dark eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth rose, "Is this your will to the sword?"

The black-clothed young man stepped in the starlight, his ink hair flew behind him, his steps were fantastic, every time he came out, there was a squirming shadow swaying, and the breath on his body increased by one point with each step, he stepped down from the upper reaches of the light river, an invisible qi shrouded him, and the whole person was like a sharp sword.

It's not a gong or some kind of supernatural power, it's the will of his sword.

The sword, the blade, when you move forward, the more you go, the more courageous.

The black-clothed young man shouted, a wave of light erupted from him, turning into a sharp blade to cut the galaxy, this blow was extremely powerful, the blade cut down, the river of light opened the way, split into two, and continued to roll away to both sides, the fluctuation seemed to contain an invisible edge, and the place where it passed, like a splash of water in the meteoric light.

Yu Cong's heart gradually rose with fighting intent, the blood boiled all over his body, and a round of fiery red sun rose behind him, and the blazing breath instantly spread in the river of meteoric light, and the blood-red sword qi on the great sun flew up, condensing into a huge long sword, and collided with an invisible blade.

The monks from the outside world heard the sound of swords colliding in the river of light, and they all turned their heads to look, and then, a rumbling explosion came, and a huge grand light rose from the river of meteoric light, carrying a violent light explosion, and countless remnants of light flew away.

At the entrance of the secret realm of creation, countless streamers flew, shining here incomparably brightly.

"Who is it? Fighting in the Meteoric Swarm. ”

"It's a master of using a sword! I feel two different sword intents!"

"Hmph! Creation is right in front of you, but they are delayed here, which shows that the brain is not very useful. A man came from afar, and said in a fierce voice, this man's face was fierce, his clothes were colorful and green, full of evil energy, staring at the hole that had been knocked open by the meteor light, his eyes were full of excitement, and he rushed into it with an evil smile.

Wow.

A woman appeared on the edge of the cliff, she was dressed in a floral green Luo skirt, her figure was slender, her body was graceful, her skin was as smooth as cream, her inky waterfall hair hung from the willow waist, and a pink and white begonia flower hung on the tip of her hair.

Her white face was exposed to the air, like a fairy beautiful out of the dust, with a hint of coldness, a pair of eyes containing the starry river dipper, the starlight was shining, the woman in the green dress gently wiped the seductive red lips, looking at the constantly trembling river of meteorite, and looked at the entrance from time to time.

A sharp sound of weapons colliding came leisurely, and the river of light suddenly exploded, and the dazzling light made everyone's eyes close slightly, and in the backlight, there were two slender figures, like two sharp swords, constantly colliding together, each time a large piece of fire was rubbed.

The black-clothed young man occupied one side of the sky, exuding a fierce aura all over his body, which moved the monks present, as if he was facing a piece of ice that had been thousands of years old, and the black sword behind him was buzzing and trembling, as if he had his own consciousness and wanted to unsheath it on his own.

"I'm going to give him a try and see if he has what it takes to be your opponent. The black-clothed young man said lightly with the sword behind him.

Under the river of light, next to the entrance of the cave, the breath of the black-clothed young man forced everyone, "Use the sword you have comprehended, otherwise you will not be able to take my move." ”

The young man in black raised his hand, turned his hand into a sword, and used his palm as a blade, everyone suddenly felt that there was a sharp edge constantly stabbing at him, and then looked at the raised hand of the young man in black, for some reason it had become a sword, that sword had no shape, no hilt, no blade, it was very strange, but everyone knew that it was a sword.

"This is the sword in the palm, my palm is the sword, the sword is the palm, do you dare to accept it!"

The black-clothed young man shouted, this is his self-created move, the move of the sword, I saw that his palm was a sword for a while, and a hand for a while, there was a strange feeling that could not be explained, but no matter what form it was, it made people feel that the sword light that was gradually released was extremely dangerous.

The Power of Creation!

Yu Cong opened his meridian spirit eyes and saw a palm, but there was a thick sword intent wrapped around that palm, as if he was about to transform into a substance, and the other party's move contained the power of creation, coupled with an incomparably strong sword intent, I am afraid that he had to use the bottom of the pressure box to block it.

"You can't dodge my trick, and if you haven't figured out a way to deal with me now, then you'll have to do it at your best. ”

The moment the sword in the palm of the black-clothed young man flew out, Yu Cong understood his words, this sword crossed a clear trajectory in Yu Cong's eyes, but the speed was extremely fast, extremely fast, so fast that it was impossible to dodge, this was a feeling.

Yu Cong felt that there must be another mystery in this move, but he didn't have time to think about it, he saw that the sword in his hand was sharp, and everywhere he passed, the starlight was extinguished, and the fire was dim, stabbing straight at him.