Leng Zhiqiu was furious, and slapped the pale yellow gourd on his waist with his right hand, only to see that the small gourd suddenly began to vibrate, emitting a faint golden light, and the gourd mouth flew out of a flying sword the size of a sewing needle, which grew in the wind, and soon turned into a three-foot-long flying sword, about seventy or eighty, forming a certain formation around Leng Zhiqiu's body and circling quickly.

Li Canghai said in surprise: "You actually major in sword formation!"

Leng Zhiqiu laughed and said: "Junior, what do you think I Leng Zhiqiu has relied on for more than 20 years in Southeast Asia? With my Tianshan Seven Peerless Sword Formation, although my flying sword is eleven less and its power has been greatly reduced, it is more than enough to deal with you junior!"

Li Canghai was not surprised, turned his head to look at Guan Susu and said happily: "Susu, this is really called stepping on iron shoes and finding nowhere to go, and it takes no effort to get it! I am worried that your flying sword and sword bag are not located, and people will send them to us!"

"What?"

Yang Zhuoyuan couldn't believe his ears, as soon as the flying sword formation of this cold autumn came out, Yang Zhuoyuan's heart was already cold for most of the time, this cold autumn turned out to be a sword cultivator!

What is sword cultivation? Sword cultivation is synonymous with genius, strength, killing enemies beyond the ranks, and being invincible in the same realm!

Cultivators all know the horror and power of sword cultivation, and they are generally able to dodge and avoid the edge when they encounter sword cultivation, but this Li Xiaoyao actually regarded his flying sword and gourd as his own in front of this cold autumn!

Is this a superb, superb, or a trick? Could it be that this Li Xiaoyao is already a half-step golden pill? However, Yang Zhuoyuan also knew that once he stepped into the half-step golden pill, the true yuan of his whole body began to condense the golden pill, and it would be transformed into pure mana and produce divine consciousness, but this Li Xiaoyao did not have the slightest fluctuation of mana and divine consciousness.

As soon as the other people in the main hall came out of the Seven Absolute Sword Formations of the Tianshan Mountains in this cold autumn, everyone's hearts were extremely frightened, and a strong sense of death crisis enveloped everyone's hearts, just like at this moment, as long as the cold autumn thought moved, the more than eighty flying swords would shatter all the people present into pieces.

Even Guan Susu and Wei Suifeng had a strong sense of crisis rising in their hearts at this moment, although this sense of crisis was a little inferior to the golden armor god general summoned by Nangong Xi that day, it was not much different.

Guo Xuejing heard Li Canghai's words as if she had heard the funniest joke in the world, and she couldn't straighten up with laughter for a while, she had seen Leng Zhiqiu shoot three times in this Tianshan Seven Peerless Sword Formation, the first two times were instant battles, and there had been no exceptions, only a few days ago, Qi Batian, who faced the half-step Jindan, had too much difference in strength, and was destroyed by Qi Batian.

But that is the existence of a half-step Jindan, although Guo Xuejing does not have a trace of cultivation, but her grandfather Guo Wei and third uncle Guo Tianlin are both extremely Taoist existences, and they are familiar with the realm between monks, and her grandfather Guo Wei once said that as soon as the Tianshan Seven Absolute Sword Formation of Leng Zhiqiu came out, there was no opponent below the Jindan realm.

Obviously, this Li Xiaoyao in front of him can't be the Jindan realm, and even the half-step Jindan is impossible, if the Jindan is so good to condense, her grandfather Guo Wei can't be stuck in the half-step Jindan for more than thirty years, and he has to pin his hopes on the demon spirit of the Ghost Dao Sect.

Leng Zhiqiu couldn't help but be angry and funny when he heard Li Canghai's words, and laughed: "I Leng Zhiqiu has been spanning for decades, and I have seen a lot of arrogant people who speak wildly, but all of them combined, are not as arrogant as you, I originally wanted to spare your life, but you are so disrespectful, I will let your blood splash on the spot today, so that you can know what it means to be a real person who cannot be humiliated!"

After speaking, Leng Zhiqiu no longer left his hand, and more than eighty flying swords slashed towards Li Canghai's body.

Li Canghai roared, his body suddenly soared, turning into more than three meters high, cyan dragon scales appeared all over his body, a pair of dragon horns on his forehead flashed with a bright white light, surrounded by green dragons, the dragon chant was clear, standing in the hall like an ancient dragon descending into the world.

Li Canghai, who had manifested the Blue Dragon Holy Body, shouted: "Thunder!"

I saw that the nine Taixiao divine thunders turned into nine electric snakes, which instantly merged into one, turning into a silver-white long sword more than two meters long and being held by Li Canghai in that pair of giant hands.

At this moment, the broken temple was almost razed to the ground after these battles, the main hall collapsed, and the surrounding walls were ruined, and the crowd in the hall fled one after another, away from the battlefield where Li Canghai and Leng Zhiqiu fought, this is no longer a mortal battle, more like a duel between gods and demons, one move and one style, attracting the power of heaven and earth, not their mortal bodies can resist!

Li Canghai shouted happily: "Since you are a sword cultivator, I will use my Thunder Sword to break your Heavenly Mountain Seven Peerless Sword Formation!"

"First Sword: Hidden Dragon in the Abyss!"

"Second Sword: Don't Use the Hidden Dragon!"

"The third sword: see the dragon in the field!"

"Fourth Sword: Flying Dragon in the Sky!"

"Fifth Sword: Kang Long has regrets!"

"Sixth Sword: Dragons Without a Leader!"

Li Canghai was to transform the six forms of the Qinglong Hegemonic Body into sword moves through the Qinglong Holy Body, and use the Taixiao God Thunder to turn the sword into a sword to break the Tianshan Seven Peerless Sword Formation in this cold autumn.

The furious energy resounded in the Seven Absolute Swords of the Heavenly Mountains, and the crisp clanging sound of those flying swords slashing on Li Canghai's Qinglong Holy Body was like the sound of wind chimes swaying in the wind.

Leng Zhiqiu became more and more frightened, these flying swords that cut gold and jade like cutting tofu could only cut shallow marks on the dragon body that Li Canghai had turned into, if it weren't for the Tianshan Seven Absolute Sword Formation, which was both offensive and defensive, and had the ability to trap the enemy, I was afraid that this Li Xiaoyao would have broken through the formation and killed in front of him.

Moreover, Li Canghai's exercise can be turned into a dragon body, which is both like martial arts and far beyond martial arts, both like Taoism and not Taoism, but the sword technique is even more mysterious, and the power is extraordinary, with the power of a sword to rival his Tianshan Seven Peerless Sword Formation without falling into the wind, it is really incredible, Leng Zhiqiu has never encountered it in decades across the rivers and lakes.

Leng Zhiqiu secretly sighed in his heart that this Tianshan Seven Absolute Sword Formation is missing eleven mouths, and its power is greatly reduced, if the ninety-nine flying swords are completely gathered, and the Tianshan Seven Absolute Sword Formation is fully formed, no matter how mysterious this Li Xiaoyao Technique is, it is not his opponent, but unfortunately now he can only do his best to trap Li Xiaoyao in the formation, and the transformation exercises generally do not last long, and a large amount of True Yuan needs to be consumed, as long as Li Xiaoyao's True Yuan is exhausted, it will be the time of fall.

Leng Zhiqiu didn't know that Li Canghai was fighting in the Seven Peerless Sword Formations of the Tianshan Mountains, and he was comprehending and figuring out the Kunlun Sword Technique that Nangong Xi performed that day.

On that day, Li Canghai twisted up the snowflakes formed by the sword intent, and he had already figured out the seven seven eight eight of the two sword intents, and today he once understood it again, and he immediately understood it.

Li Canghai hadn't fought so heartily like today for a long time, and the pride in his heart became more and more, and he couldn't help but look up to the sky and roar, shouting: "Look at how my Kunlun Sword Technique compares to your Tianshan Seven Peerless Sword Formation!"

"Look at the silver, it's extraordinarily enchanting!"

"Thousands of mountains and birds fly away, and thousands of people disappear!"

As the words fell, an extremely cold sword qi crisscrossed one after another, and the more than eighty flying swords that were fought were scurrying around.

If it was the master who created the Kunlun Sword Technique here, he would definitely be surprised, Li Canghai divided the two swords into four styles through Nangong Xi's short two swords, and the power was increased several times.

Li Canghai then shouted loudly: "I have a sword to open the sky!"

"I have a sword to cut through!"

"I have a sword to slash the demons of the world!"

"Open it for me!"

As soon as the words fell, once the huge sword qi that was tens of meters long split the sword formation composed of more than eighty flying swords, and the remaining momentum was unabated and slashed towards Leng Zhiqiu, Leng Zhiqiu sensed that the more than eighty flying swords were in chaos at this time, and they fell to the ground one after another, and they were shocked in their hearts, they couldn't take care of too much, and their bodies were stunned, and they could avoid the huge sword qi, but the power of the edge of the sword qi still made his whole body shattered, his hair was messy, Leng Zhiqiu spurted out a mouthful of blood, collapsed to the ground, and could no longer move.

He looked at Li Canghai, who was like a god and demon, and asked in shock: "Are you a member of the Kunlun Divine Sect? I have seen the last few swords of yours! But your exercises are not the exercises of the Kunlun Divine Sect, who are you?"

Li Canghai put away the Qinglong Holy Body, surrounded by thunder, and slowly walked in front of Leng Zhiqiu and said, "You are a disciple of the Tianshan Sword Sect, right? I didn't expect the Tianshan Sword Sect to have a heritage in this world!"

Leng Zhiqiu hurriedly said: "Since you know that I am a disciple of the Tianshan Sword Sect, you can't kill me, my Tianshan Sword Sect and your Kunlun Divine Sect have always been friends!"

Li Canghai smiled slightly and said: "Oh, is it? It's a pity that I'm not a member of the Kunlun Divine Sect, but Nangong Xi, the son of the Great Elder of the Kunlun Divine Sect, Nangong Shi, died in my hands not long ago, and I am not afraid of offending one more Tianshan Sword Sect, and after I set foot on the Ghost Dao Sect, it will be the turn of the Kunlun Divine Sect next!"

"What! You killed Nangong Xi, the son of the Great Elder of the Kunlun Divine Sect?"

A trace of panic flashed in Leng Zhiqiu's heart, he knew that since Li Xiaoyao said these things, he didn't plan to let him live, Leng Zhiqiu didn't expect that his life would be in the hands of such a young man today, and this person was obviously not afraid of the Kunlun Divine Sect and the Tianshan Sword Sect.

Leng Zhiqiu's heart was full of regret, regretting how he could have such bad luck and quietly provoke a ruthless character like Li Xiaoyao; Leng Zhiqiu begged: "Xiaoyao Daoist, I can offer the flying sword and sword bag with both hands, and I can also take you to the Ghost Dao Sect to help you, the Ghost Dao Sect has a demon spirit, if it can be subdued, it is a rare heaven and earth treasure, refining the magic weapon, and improving cultivation are all beneficial, I just ask you to spare my life." ”

Li Canghai said lightly: "The demon spirit of the Ghost Dao Sect has long been in my bag, why do I need your help!"

After speaking, Li Canghai held the sword of thunder, cut off the head of Leng Zhiqiu with one sword, collected the gourd on his waist and the flying sword on the ground, and walked to Guan Susu without looking back and whispered: "The flying sword and sword bag are here." ”

On the night of December 3, 13, on the Jade Girl Peak on the outskirts of Daozhou City, Xiangnan Province, Li Canghai slashed the powerful Southeast Asia for more than 20 years, the disciple of the Tianshan Sword Sect, and the cold autumn of Taoism.

At this moment, the audience was terrified!