The long sword broke through the air and shot forward, the breath was fierce, the edge was matchless, and the space was flooded.

Zhao Bufan's body was shining with golden light, and every wisp of sword light carried the richest Gengjin aura, like a real divine weapon with a handle across the sky, colliding with the sword light of Xue Qinghan, and then shattering in mid-air at the same time.

Xue Qinghan's eyes were calm, the Xiaoyao Sword appeared in his hand, swallowing the fierce sword light, wisps of sword rules fell, but the breath on Xue Qinghan's body seemed more and more ethereal, and a faint cyan lotus flower phantom appeared, magnificent and flawless, unstained with mortal dust.

At this time, there were piercing cracks on the snow-white body of the Carefree Sword, as if they would be broken at any time. But the aura that permeated the Loose Sword was a little more powerful, full of spirituality.

The Xiaoyao Sword was forcibly integrated into the Xuanwu essence blood by Xue Qinghan, and the sword spirit transformed, but its own material could not withstand the huge pressure, otherwise it might be able to increase its power by a few more points.

Xue Qinghan held the sword in his hand, stepping on a leisurely step, his figure was like a god, extremely fast, but he was a little chic and calm, and he appeared in front of Zhao Bufan in an instant.

A sword slashed out, without the breath of fireworks, but it made Zhao Bufan's face change slightly, and a golden sword curtain blocked in front of him.

However, Xue Qinghan's sword seemed to have no smoke and fire aura, but it was extremely sharp, and the brilliant golden sword curtain shattered directly under the Xiaoyao Sword, slashing straight at Zhao Bufan's head.

Zhao Bufan's face was gloomy, this guy has such a weird body, and his kendo is also extremely weird, giving him the feeling that the other party's swordsmanship does not have a fixed move, but it can evolve all kinds, and that kind of aura is unpredictable.

The figure retreated violently, and at the same time, the long sword in Zhao Bufan's hand was raised, and a sword swept away Xue Qinghan's free sword, and a palm print in his left hand was towards Xue Qinghan's chest, and the edge in the palm was not revealed, and all the power was converged.

"Hidden Blade Palm!"

Although it is a palm technique, it is actually a sword technique, based on sword intent and sword qi, and it is a famous magic power of the Zhao family.

On the left hand, the blood-colored light was swirling, murderous, and incomparable, Xue Qinghan looked at the palm prints that came from the bombardment, and raised his hand to point out a magic spear, and the inch of blood-colored light that erupted from his fingertips was like the sharpest spear in the world, wanting to shatter everything.

"Poof~"

The next moment, the Zhu Immortal Spear and the Zang Feng Palm collided together, but I saw that blood-colored light directly penetrated Zhao Bufan's palm, and blood splattered out.

Zhao Bufan hurriedly withdrew his palm, but saw that a finger-sized hole on his left hand was translucent before and after, and an incomparable killing machine was frantically eroding towards his body, hindering the healing of the wound, and the blood flowed endlessly.

The pain in his palm made Zhao Bufan's face even more ugly, but now he couldn't care about it so much, only to see Xue Qinghan's long sword colliding with his sword dao supernatural power, and the strange blood finger in his left hand came again, coupled with the erratic and strange body method, Zhao Bufan didn't even have a chance to retreat.

"Boom~"

The two collided violently again, the sword qi surged into the sky, and the two figures retreated at the same time. I saw that at this time, Zhao Bufan's golden clothes were broken, leaving blood-colored fingerprints on his body, blood flowing, and sword marks, slightly embarrassed.

On the other hand, the snow was cold but there was no embarrassment, the white clothes were the same as before, and the cyan sword lotus was shrouded.

Zhao Bufan's face was ugly, who was he? Wen Dao City genius, one of the four great families of the Zhao family's lineage, has not yet entered the Wen Dao Academy, he was completely crushed by a person of the same realm in the way of the sword? How can this make him who is arrogant in his heart accept it?

"Qiang~"

The sound of metal trembling came, and he saw that Zhao Bufan's body was full of golden light, and the whole person seemed to have turned into a peerless sword, and the sword qi rushed into the sky.

Behind Zhao Bufan, a pair of golden portals condensed and formed, as if they were made of gold, dozens of zhang high, sacred and majestic, and a killing aura permeated the air.

"Golden Daozang, open!"

Zhao Bufan's eyes were like torches, and his breath was frantically injected into the golden portal behind him, and he saw that the originally faint golden portal gradually stared, and the light on it was magnificent, and the mysterious and complicated lines were intertwined and formed, exuding extremely powerful coercion.

As Zhao Bufan let out a soft drink, the golden portal slowly opened at this time, the Daozang Cave opened, and an arsenal made of pure gold manifested, and endless sharp qi permeated from it.

In the golden Dao treasure that was opened, all kinds of weapons were endless, flashing with cold light, all of them locking the snow and cold.

"Give me death!" Zhao Bufan shouted, the seal in his hand changed, and suddenly in the huge golden Dao Treasure, endless golden weapons poured out, flooding the vast void, as far as the eye could see, all of them were golden, and the breath was extremely sharp.

At this moment, Zhao Bufan seemed to have become a supreme soldier master, controlling thousands of soldiers in the world, commanding endless divine soldiers to attack, and his power was monstrous.

Xue Qinghan stood in the cyan sword lotus, looking at the countless golden weapons that were overwhelming, his eyes were slightly condensed, such an offensive power, I am afraid that it is more terrifying than the ordinary Triple Heaven of the One Realm, it seems that this Zhao family's scriptures are very good, and the power of this supernatural power is extremely extraordinary.

"Ten Thousand Spirits Sword Technique, Xuanwu!"

However, Xue Qinghan did not retreat, and the scriptures he practiced with

Isn't the supernatural power the top, compared to the other party. What's more, his comprehension ability is definitely not comparable to ordinary people, and his comprehension in kendo is definitely far beyond his own realm.

You must know that after reaching the Dao God Realm, many people's cultivation stagnates because they don't have enough comprehension of the Great Dao, so that their cultivation can't break through. Xue Qinghan is different, his comprehension has left his own cultivation far behind, but the accumulation of spiritual power cannot keep up If the accumulation of spiritual power keeps up, his cultivation will inevitably improve a lot.

There is no way, for others, it is difficult to comprehend the secret of the Great Dao, but for Xue Qinghan, who has the Dao Yan chessboard, his eyes can directly look at the origin of the Dao, and all the Great Dao Evolution can be seen at a glance in his eyes. And as the connection with the Dao Yan chessboard deepened, he felt that the entire avenue flowing between heaven and earth had a slight sense with him, just like the legendary realm of the unity of heaven and man.

Xue Qinghan's body suddenly burst out with endless black sword light, these jet-black sword lights swept through the sky, like a black wave, exuding the most yin and soft breath, diffusing the ancient and vast coercion, as if it had crossed the long river of time since the flood period.

"Roar~"

With a majestic beast roar, a huge black beast manifested in the black wave, like a small mountain, and the thick aura spread out, revealing an indestructible sense of majesty.

Xue Qinghan's body was shrouded in a black Xuanwu phantom, stepping on the black wave transformed by the sword light, and walking towards Zhao Bufan step by step.

The pitch-black wave flooded the sky, and the Xuanwu giant beast was magnificent, facing the overwhelming torrent of golden weapons, and the snow was cold and unafraid.

Divine weapons forged from gold fell like raindrops, enveloping the entire space, trying to drown everything in the golden light.

However, when these golden divine soldiers fell into the dark tide of ink, they were like falling into the deep and boundless sea, all of them were corroded, devoured, dimmed, and finally dissipated between heaven and earth.

The phantom of the Xuanwu Giant Beast did not dodge or dodge, and one attack after another fell on it, and there was a sound of divine weapons breaking, but it was completely unable to break through the solid defense of the Xuanwu Giant Beast.

Xue Qinghan walked forward step by step, the Xuanwu Giant Beast's phantom protector, obviously stepping in the overwhelming terrorist attack, but it was like a leisurely stroll.

"You... How is this possible.... No way, who are you? Who are you?"

Zhao Bufan looked at the white-clothed young man who stepped forward in disbelief, his face was a little hideous, how could it be possible, his own attack couldn't break through the opponent's defense, how could this be?