Kaitian's eyes flickered and changed a few times, and then he ignored the strange fluctuations coming from the ground, and his body flashed and turned directly into a streamer of light and quickly fled in the direction of the lonely peak.

Qing Yan in the other direction of the island, at this time, it was as if he was bathed in a rain of swords, his clothes were full of fine sword wounds, and there was blood overflowing and staining red in many places, and there were countless sword shadows around him, sometimes arranged and surrounded, sometimes slashed alone, and attacked him one after another.

Qing Yan held his broken iron sword in his hand, his body was surrounded by thirteen crystal flying swords, and his eyes were actually ecstatic and excited, staring intently at the countless flying swords that kept slashing around him.

As soon as he stepped into this island, countless sword shadows flew out, seemingly illusory but real, and what shocked Qing Yan even more was that these sword shadows were not stabbed irregularly, but were varied and exquisite, making Qing Yan bruised all over his body in a moment.

But every time these sword shadows attacked, their exquisite sword moves would make Qing Yan feel something, and even feel a trace of familiarity in them, as if they were related to the swordsmanship he had inherited.

With the attack of sword shadows again and again, Qing Yan's body had more wounds one after another, and even almost fell a few times, but the perception again and again also made Qing Yan's own sword intent gradually improve, and the chance of being injured by those sword shadows continued to decrease.

The deeper the sword intent of the comprehension, the fewer the sword shadows around him, from the beginning he couldn't count the sword shadows, to now there are only thirteen sword shadows left, but it is this only thirteen sword shadows that makes Qing Yan feel the kind of power that is far superior to thousands of swords and thousands of swords.

Qing Yan closed his eyes tightly, and at this moment, he actually gave up fighting against this powerful thirteen sword shadows, and let those sword shadows slash towards his body, and the terrifying sword intent that seemed to be able to kill everything suddenly appeared on Qing Yan's body hundreds of times, and then disappeared completely.

Qing Yan's eyes opened and closed, and an incomparably sharp sword intent erupted in his body, and illusory sword shadows appeared around Qing Yan's body in a single thought, starting thousands of them, hundreds after one breath, eighty after three breaths, and after ten breaths, there was only one sword shadow left.

But it was this sword shadow, and the terrifying aura that burst out made people's hearts palpitate and even tremble.

At this moment, Qing Yan felt that he seemed to have established some kind of connection with this island, and even sensed a summoning from under the ground from another direction, and even the thirteen crystal flying swords beside him were out of control at this time, and they all trembled together, bursting out with dazzling light.

"That's ...... A sword! ”

Qing Yan lost his voice, his eyes flickered, as if he saw the sword buried deep under the other end of the island, and at the same time, at this moment, he also felt the opening of the sky at the other end of the island at this time.

At this time, the earth roared and the space trembled, as if there were strong fluctuations spreading throughout the land of Nirvana, and even the aura of heaven and earth was disordered in an instant, surging towards the direction of the lonely peak.

Qing Yan looked at the direction of the lonely peak, and after a little groaning, he suddenly thought of something, and his body flew away directly in the direction of the lonely peak.

The riot of Lone Peak soon spread to the entire island, and as the roar continued to sound, the island shook and burst, cracks spread, and the sea water gradually rose, making the whole start to sink continuously.

The moment Qing Yan left, suddenly a blood-red light burst out from under the island, and a powerful bloody qi and tyrannical power erupted, this blood-red light seemed to have endless Sen Luo killing intent permeating, and after appearing, he chased straight in the direction of Qing Yan.