Chaoyang Peak asked the cliff.

Xiaomeng stood alone under the evergreen tree, staring into the distance with a blurred gaze.

"Sister Xiaomeng, why don't you send Xiao Chen off?" Lin Qingshuang asked.

Xiao Meng seemed to be deliberately training Lin Qingshuang, and after she returned from Sifang City, Xiao Meng asked Mo Da to take her to the Daoist Cliff and began to teach her to practice.

Xiao Meng retracted his gaze, turned around and walked to the humble attic, and said in a slightly hazy voice: "Everyone is leaving, what is there to give." ”

Looking at Xiaomeng's back back to the room, Lin Qingshuang pouted and muttered, "I also said that I didn't think about it, otherwise how could you be so angry!"

......

"Xiao Chen, where are we going now?" After leaving Chaoyang Peak, Long Xue asked.

At this time, where they were, it was more than thousands of miles away from Chaoyang Peak, and there were no people around.

Xiao Chen smiled and said, "It's okay to go anywhere, as long as there are no people!"

"There's a fight ahead!"

At this moment, Tian Yan suddenly whispered in Xiao Chen's ear, and the other Martial King Realm masters also frowned, obviously they were also aware of it.

Xiao Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and said, "Let's go, let's go over and have a look!"

Anyway, he has Dian Qing by his side, and he is not too worried that someone will hurt him, and now there is still a period of time before leaving the Shura Continent, and there is nothing to do left and right, so it is better to join in the fun.

Xiao Chen agreed to go, and of course Long Xue had no opinion, and dozens of people in a group of dozens of people flew to the place where Tian Yan said to fight.

When there were still about ten miles away from that place, Xiao Chen paused slightly, and couldn't help but say to himself: "Sure enough, someone is fighting, and the movement is not small, how about the seniors?"

Dian Qing said in a deep voice: "Judging from the breath, it should be a seven-star martial venerable and an eight-star martial venerable, but I should be able to handle it!"

Xiao Chen looked surprised, he didn't expect the two people in this battle to be so strong, in addition to the Divine Sword Peak that had been destroyed, there was also such a master in the Infinite State?

"No, one of them is... Li Xunhuan!"

Just when Xiao Chen was surprised, Dian Qing's voice suddenly changed, and Xiao Chen's heart moved.

Dian Qing and Li Xunhuan have fought, so they are very clear about Li Xunhuan's breath.

In other words, the seven-star martial artist who was fighting was Li Xunhuan, so who was that eight-star martial artist? The curiosity in Xiao Chen's heart became even heavier.

Unable to hold back the curiosity in his heart, Xiao Chen said to his subordinates: "Quick, let's go over and have a look." ”

At a distance of only ten miles, Xiao Chen and the others arrived in a blink of an eye, and then they saw the two people in the sky who were fighting fiercely.

These two people are completely two extremes, Li Xunhuan is dressed in white and has a bright and extraordinary temperament, while the swordsman who fought against him is dressed in black and has a gloomy temperament.

Although Xiao Chen, this black-clothed swordsman, didn't know him, he always felt as if he had seen it somewhere.

After Xiao Chen appeared, Li Xunhuan, who was fighting, also noticed them, but after seeing that it was Xiao Chen, he didn't worry, and focused his attention on the battle with the black-clothed swordsman again.

Li Bad, who was hiding in a tree and watching the battle nervously, saw Xiao Chen appear, and immediately flew over in surprise, and shouted overjoyedly: "Childe!"

Xiao Chen nodded and asked, "Li Bad, who is this person, how did you fight him?"

When Li Bad heard this, his face suddenly became bitter, and he said helplessly: "Who knows who he is, as soon as he saw my grandfather, he said that my grandfather was very strong, and if he had to fight with him, the two of them would fight!"

There is also this kind of thing, this Li Xunhuan's luck is really bad! Xiao Chen scolded in his heart.

Being entangled by such a powerful opponent, no matter who it is, I am afraid that it will not be comfortable.

However, Xiao Chen didn't want to meddle in things, the black-clothed swordsman was just looking for Li Xunhuan to learn, and the two of them were not enemies of life and death, otherwise, Xiao Chen would definitely help him for the sake of Li Xunhuan having saved him.

At this moment, he and his subordinates were more focused on the sky, and the two were fighting.

This level of combat is rare.

At this moment, Li Xunhuan was holding a silver-white flying knife that emitted cold light in his hand, and the flying knife was surrounded by a faint layer of blue ice lotus-like qi.

"Haha, let me learn your flying knife!" The black-clad swordsman laughed.

Then, the strange long sword in his hand, which seemed to be surrounded by demonic energy, began to hum.

"One sword, three uniques!"

The black-clothed swordsman let out a long roar, and then the mysterious and weird long sword was divided into three, three demonic flying swords, far away can be attacked, close can be defended, the formation of three sword arrays, is even more invincible.

However, at this moment, Li Xunhuan was not afraid at all, but the flying knife in his hand was even more blue.

Qiang !

The black-clothed swordsman took the lead, and the long sword with the most demonic energy in the three-sword array chased after Li Xunhuan through the air.

Balance between distance and proximity, flexible and changeable, this is the advantage of the black swordsman's sword art.

For a moment, Xiao Chen felt that the swordsmanship of this black-clothed swordsman was similar to his own swordsmanship, but the swordsmanship he practiced came from the cultivation world, and the artistic conception was higher.

Seeing the galloping sword, Li Xunhuan's face changed slightly, and then his white clothes shook, and he quickly distanced himself from the black-clothed swordsman in the rapid sound of lightning.

However, in terms of light body speed, this black-clothed swordsman is not inferior to Li Xunhuan at all, after all, he has the cultivation of an eight-star martial artist, and there is no obvious weakness in all aspects.

It's just that if this black-clothed swordsman wants to control the flying sword while chasing it, his speed will inevitably be greatly reduced.

Although his flying sword, which is divided into three, comes from the same source, and with his unique secret skills, he can control it in the air as he wishes, but this must require a lot of effort.

Soon, the distance between the black-clothed swordsman and Li Xunhuan was widened.

"The three flying swords of this swordsman originate from one, the sisters are of the same heart, and they can be controlled as they go, and once the three sword formations are formed, the power is even more powerful. ”

Li Xunhuan has realized that the advantage of the black-clothed swordsman's martial arts lies in the mystery of his three-mouth sword.

The power of the Three Swords Formation is too terrifying, and in a head-on confrontation, even if it is him, he will be defeated.

Whoosh......

The flying knife in Li Xunhuan's hand was quickly thrown out, and the lightning and wind whistle were sharp and piercing, almost breaking through the sound barrier and stabbing at the black-clothed swordsman.

A terrifying cold current on the blade, mixed with the roar of lightning, collided with the flying sword of the black-clothed swordsman.

One, two, three.

With every blow, the black-clothed swordsman's figure stiffened slightly, and the cold current and the erosion of electricity made him feel a little uncomfortable.

However, this is enough to see his strength, when Li Xunhuan killed Shangguan Jinhong, he only used three flying knives, although there are opportunistic elements, but it is enough to see the strength of his flying knives.

But now, his flying knife couldn't hurt the swordsman on the other side at all, and this swordsman was definitely a stronger person than Shangguan Jinhong.

"Dressed in black, with a weird magic sword, stronger than Shangguan Jinhong, is this guy ......?"

Xiao Chen looked at the two people fighting fiercely in the air, constantly thinking about the identity of this black-clothed swordsman, and suddenly, a name popped up in his mind.

Yan Thirteen!

(End of chapter)