"Whew~Whew~"

Xue Qinghan's figure retreated sharply, avoiding the long sword that the other party stabbed directly, and a figure appeared not far away, his breathing was slightly heavy, and his chest rose and fell for a while.

Looking at the infinite sword qi in front of him, the whole person was like the figure of a peerless divine sword, Xue Qinghan's eyes were extremely solemn, and there were even sword marks left on Xue Qinghan's body, and blood flowed out, a little embarrassed. That figure aura was only the Dao God Realm, but the aura that was displayed during the battle was probably a lot of the existence of the One Realm that would be ashamed of themselves.

What made Xue Qinghan feel even more in crisis was that the other party's comprehension and application of kendo had actually reached the extreme of the true realm, and it was the first time that Xue Qinghan was suppressed by the existence of the same realm in terms of comprehension.

Xue Qinghan walked all the way, and kept encountering these figures formed by the condensation of sword qi, as if they were endless, and what made Xue Qinghan even more frightened was that these figures seemed to be similar to his realm, but the more they went, the more powerful these figures became.

At first, he could easily cope with the cold and snow, but as he went on, he gradually became more and more struggling. And when he arrived here, the figure in front of him made him feel an extremely strong aura of danger, and he couldn't help but fight with all his might.

Looking at the figure behind him, the road has been heading towards Manyan, as if there is no end, Xue Qinghan's eyes are shining, and the slightly condensed eyebrows no longer have the slightest soft arc, but are as sharp as a divine sword out of the sheath, and the breath on his body has also become sharp.

Xue Qinghan didn't believe that this path would really have no end, since the realm of these figures had never broken through, he wanted to see how powerful the other party could be under the same realm.

Originally, Xue Qinghan was confident that his current state had almost reached perfection in a realm, whether it was the strength of his physical body, the strength of his divine soul, or his comprehension of the Divine Passage Method. But now, it seems, that isn't enough.

Wisps of sword qi of different colors wandered out, trembling around Xue Qinghan's body, and a strong sword intent enveloped the entire space.

The halo of stars in Xue Qinghan's eyes flowed, wanting to peek through the secrets of ten thousand paths, reflecting the other party's Dao supernatural powers, and between the flashes of light, they continued to evolve.

"Bell~"

Xue Qinghan suddenly figured slightly to one side, and the long sword in his right hand slashed upward, slashing at a space on his side. And when Xue Qinghan's long sword slashed from the bottom up, I saw a long sword suddenly emerge in the originally empty space, colliding with Xue Qinghan's long sword, the sword aura was vertical and horizontal, and the sword intent was pervasive. At the same time, not far away, an afterimage was slowly dissipating, turning into a little sword light

Behind the long sword, a pair of eyes without emotion fluctuated like a sword blade flashing with cold light, revealing endless sharpness, just a glance, it makes people feel the terrifying oppressive force, like a sword hanging in the throat.

Xue Qinghan's sword was blocked, his footsteps were wrong, his body spun over, and another sword stabbed out from another direction, and the tip of the sword condensed the most intense sword qi.

The sword point fell like rain, but it was blocked by the other party, the two sword lights were constantly entangled, and the sound of collision was endless, and in just a few breaths, Xue Qinghan and the figure collided with the sword thousands of times.

Xue Qinghan urged all kinds of sword intents to the extreme, constantly changing, sometimes as heavy as a mountain, sometimes as light as the wind, and sometimes as violent as thunder......

But the other party's sword intent is only murderous, and the extremely murderous aura is extremely strong, as if it is only for killing but in general, every move, every style, all contain the purest killing intent, and the move is directly aimed at Xue Qinghan's vital point, and he has never given in, which makes Xue Qinghan extremely depressed.

Xue Qinghan pinched the sword trick in his left hand, and the karmic fire around his body rose up, condensing into a long sword of flames with a bit of illusory handle, shooting out, killing the other party with the momentum of chasing the stars and chasing the moon. At the same time, Xue Qinghan's right hand long sword danced, and a cold intention spread across the entire space, and the ice blue light on the long sword shone brightly, and wisps of dao patterns wrapped around it, wanting to freeze everything.

In the face of Xue Qinghan's sword burning technique, the figure on the opposite side did not hesitate at all, and the extremely sharp sword light shot straight out, and it was directly with the sharpest sword light that broke through a karmic fire long sword and shuttled through.

However, the sword light transformed by the figure also dissipated at the same time, revealing the figure, and the aura on the body fluctuated for a while, obviously not so relaxed.

"Seal the sword, seal!"

The long sword in Xue Qinghan's hand plunged straight into the earth with an ice-blue light, centered on Xue Qinghan's body, and suddenly endless ice-blue light shone out, flooding the void.

At the same time, a huge Xuanbing giant sword on the ground condensed and swooped into the sky, blocking the figure in it in an instant, and the cold air froze the void, making the opponent's movements suddenly become sluggish, and even the frozen sword intent diffused out, shrouding towards the opponent's body, wanting to seal and disintegrate the sword intent on his body.

Xue Qinghan watched the Xuanbing giant sword tower, turning into a cage to trap the other party in it, the movements in his hands still never stopped, and he really fought hands, Xue Qinghan knew very well that the strength of this figure made him unable to relax at all.

"Kind of swordsmanship!"

A bit of green flew out from Xue Qinghan's fingertips, and the endless breath flowed, and the sword qi and spiritual power between heaven and earth all came in, and was swallowed up by that little green light, and then the green light skyrocketed, and the dragon-like vines flickered with cold cold light and extended out, directly forming a cage around the Xuanbing Giant Sword again, and the sword qi overwhelmingly flooded away towards that figure.

In the double-layered kendo cage, one after another sword lights slashed out, causing the cage to shake violently, but between the few swords, cracks appeared on the Xuanbing giant sword.

"Kill!"

Xue Qinghan looked at the figure in the cage, the sword technique in his hand changed, and he said softly.

"Boom~"

Xue Qinghan's words fell, and the cage turned into the cage of the Xuanbing Giant Sword and the vines suddenly shone brightly, and the stripes flickered, and one after another mysterious sword runes appeared, and then violently opened up in a loud noise, and the sword qi completely submerged the entire space in it, and the ice blue light and green light shone brightly, and there was no other way to see it.

The aura of the riot raged in the space for a long time, and countless storm of sword qi spread in all directions, Xue Qinghan stood in the distance, his eyes firmly fixed on the place where the sword qi was raging.

After a long time, the ice blue light and green light finally disappeared, the violent sword qi gradually dissipated, and the vision gradually returned to clarity.

But at this moment, a cold light burst out from the storm of sword qi that gradually dissipated, a little cold light, but it made Dexue Qinghan feel cold all over his body, so under the two divine powers, he didn't even die?

Xue Qinghan didn't care about anything else, and eight sword qi of different colors instantly unfolded in front of him, turning into eight sword curtains to resist in front of Xue Qinghan. This is not enough, the long sword condensed by the sword qi in Xue Qinghan's hand floated up, and an ethereal sword intent permeated out, faintly there were wisps of chaotic qi, but it was extremely thin, but its coercion was essentially different from the other eight sword qi, weak but profound, and even more terrifying, it was the ninth sword intent that Xue Qinghan had not fully comprehended in the Freedom Sutra.

The long sword in front of Xue Qinghan was divided into two, two into four, and four into eight...... Directly turned into a circle of long swords and levitated in front of Xue Qinghan.

That sword light bombarded me, and I saw that the sword curtain in front of Xue Qinghan was broken open like a withered and decayed under that sword light, and it drove straight in, pointing directly at Xue Qinghan.

The eight-layer sword curtain in front of Xue Qinghan was all destroyed, and a long sword with a meager chaotic aura gushed out from end to end, colliding with that sword light, the long sword continued to crumble, but that sword light was also gradually dimming, and it couldn't hold on for a while.

"Bang~"

As the last long sword shattered, the sword light that had almost completely dissipated flashed. I saw Xue Qinghan's figure flying out dozens of feet away, the clothes on his chest were torn, and a transparent hole appeared on his shoulder, and the sword qi continued to invade his body.

"Poof~"

Xue Qinghan spat out a mouthful of blood and mobilized his sword intent with all his strength before expelling the sword intent that invaded the wound from his body.

Looking ahead, he saw an almost transparent figure standing there, which was gradually dissipating at this time, making Xue Qinghan breathe a sigh of relief, but he couldn't help but smile bitterly. Xue Qinghan's magic power almost killed the other party, but after all, the other party kept a sword that sacrificed his life, and directly injured Xue Qinghan, but fortunately, he finally won.

Xue Qinghan was lying on the ground, and a feeling of fatigue came from his body There was a sharp pain in the wound, at this time, the figure dispersed, turning into countless light and rain towards Xue Qinghan, and the warm feeling was extremely comfortable. And under the shroud of these light and rain, the injuries and fatigue on Xue Qinghan's body disappeared, as if he had never been injured, but the aura on his body became a little sharper, like a divine weapon that had been beaten complicatedly.

Xue Qinghan took a deep breath and walked forward.

Xue Qinghan didn't know, the dark feather in the outside world couldn't help but clench her fists many times, she only saw Xue Qinghan step by step, staying on the top of the ladder for a long time, her body was trembling slightly, as if she was under terrifying pressure, and even almost stood unsteady several times, and was about to fall.

Seeing Xue Qinghan take another step forward, Dark Feather breathed a sigh of relief.

This time, Xue Qinghan has been walking for a long time, and he doesn't know how far he has walked, but he has never encountered any figures in his way. Ahead, it seemed that at the end of the road, a figure stood there, right on the border between light and darkness, half in the light, half hidden in the darkness.

Xue Qinghan's figure stiffened suddenly, looking at that figure, compared to the previous figures with blurred faces, this figure was like a real person. And the faint aura on the figure made Xue Qinghan feel a little familiar, but there seemed to be something different, a familiar and unfamiliar feeling, which made Xue Qinghan frown.