Although the behavior of Sword Venerable and Fa Venerable is disgraceful, and since their return, they have made the seventh Xiuzhen civilization a miasma, but one thing is undeniable, as a powerful person who is famous all over the world, they also have their own pride.

Therefore, in the face of this pride, even if Jian Zun and Fa Zun are both bad to the bone, they still do not allow others to trample on them.

"Here comes the sword!" Jian Zun was the first to break out unswervingly, and as soon as the long sword in his hand waved, he heard the sound of the sword in the sky and exploded in the sky, and one after another spirit swords, magic swords, and fairy swords began to emerge behind Jian Zun in turn, like a sky full of stars, flashing with the coldest cold and murderous light.

Zheng!

After conjuring up the sword shadow in the sky, I saw the sword trick in the hand of the sword venerable, and suddenly there was a burst of sound of breaking the sky, and the sword shadows were like locusts like rain, breaking through the sky, and the power was amazing.

A good hand of ten thousand sword skills, although it is only the most ordinary and basic supernatural power, but with the cultivation of Sword Venerable, it almost burst out to an incredible height.

In particular, each of these sword shadows is transformed by the law, and the power is far beyond the ten thousand sword techniques that ordinary monks have transformed with true yuan, and if you accidentally eat any sword, you will definitely suffer an unprecedented heavy blow.

But in the face of the Ten Thousand Sword Technique that had reached such a height, Nie Lingbo did not have any fear, and his every move was still like that of an immortal, his body was light and moving, and he held his sword to meet him.

A sword!

Compared with the magnificence of the sword venerable, Nie Lingbo seemed to be a fairy without the breath of fireworks, and with the snow-white sword body, the beautiful stab out, the traces of the sword tip were already exuding an amazing power of law.

Break!

After a coquettish sound, I saw that the power of the law contained in the snow-white spirit sword suddenly exploded extremely violently, and then I saw layers of law light like water waves, filling the sky and the earth mightily.

Rumble......

As soon as the light of the law of the water wave unfolded, the mighty shadow of ten thousand swords had already bombarded it, causing a series of chain explosions on the spot, and the sky was full of flying sword shadows and sword qi.

And this water wave-like law light looks very soft, but in fact it is much stronger than imagined, and it easily and successfully blocked the sword shadow of the Ten Thousand Daos, and there is no trace of shattering.

All in all, the Ten Thousand Sword Technique is just a popular supernatural power after all, no matter how great the Sword Venerable is, for the existence of Nie Lingbo's level, it is only a pure power catharsis after all, and it will not form any threat at all.

Such an obvious situation and result, Jian Zun is actually very clear in his heart, so from beginning to end, the Ten Thousand Sword Trick is just a trick for him, and his real sword move is hidden in the Ten Thousand Sword Trick, the most amazing sword.

This sword, at the moment when the ten thousand swords were shattered, exploded in an incomparably astonishing way.

I saw Jian Zun holding a sword to kill, a sword stabbed out, heaven and earth were eclipsed under this sword, only a stunning sword light, as if turned into eternity, it was actually the breaking sword style of the four swords of Zhutian.

Really!

When he saw Jian Zun's incomparably mysterious stabbing and performing the familiar Sword Breaking Sword Style of the Four Swords of Zhutian, Nie Lingbo could basically be sure that during this period of time, Jianzun really forcibly learned it from the Sword Spirit Lineage, and this two-style Zhutian Sword Move inheritance that did not belong to the Sword Sect.

At the same time, from the degree to which the sword venerable was cast, it was not difficult to see that the other party had reached a certain level of the four swords of Zhutian, and it was almost a sword swing, and the sky was full of bright sword shadows, and the power was already extraordinary.

But so what?

The Heaven Breaking Style of the Four Swords, I will too!

Nie Lingbo almost didn't think about it, and the snow-white spirit sword in his hand stabbed, as if it had been tempered to the instinct of the bones, driving the sword momentum to form, in exactly the same way, running through the sword venerable, which was also the sky-breaking style of the four swords of Zhutian.

Breaking the sky against breaking the sky!

Needle tip to wheat mang!

I saw that Jian Zun was imposing, and Nie Lingbo was like a flying immortal from outside the sky, each colliding together in the most direct way.

Zheng!

A sword roar resounded between heaven and earth, crisp and pleasant, and piercing and abnormal, as if it could blow the soul out of the body.

And just as such a sword sound resounded, and under the confrontation of the identical sword moves, the tips of the swords that seemed to be able to pierce everything collided with each other.

Two different spirit swords, both of which are good cultivation, the sharp collision of the tip of the sword and the tip of the sword, look at the sparks splashing, like shining stars, slightly dazzling.

And between the sparks, Nie Lingbo and Jian Zun were unmoved, not even a little superfluous expression.

Less!

As if sensing that no one could help anyone, Nie Lingbo and Jian Zun almost put away their swords at the same time, and tacitly took out their swords at the same time, and the sword momentum moved out incomparably mysteriously, drawing an absolute straight line.

It is the Heaven Cutting Style of the Four Swords of Zhutian!

At this moment, between Nie Lingbo and Jian Zun, they once again coincidentally performed the same sword move, and once again collided fiercely together.

In an instant, the blades of the spirit sword slashed across the blades of their respective opponents in an incomparably sharp way, and under the violent friction, more dazzling and fierce sparks sparked, and the entire Tianhe seemed to be illuminated at this moment.

However, this time it was still a needle-to-needle against Maimang, and the two sides fought for a half, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser.

Therefore, when this sword power was used to get old, Nie Lingbo and Jian Zun immediately unfolded the next sword move, which was the Heaven Destroying Style of the Four Swords of Zhutian.

The Heaven Destroying Style is the most domineering sword among the four swords of Zhutian, and this sword must contain an astonishing determination, and the essence of the word "Chop" is perfectly brought into play, and it is impossible to play the ultimate in the Heaven Destroying Style.

Obviously, both Nie Lingbo and Jian Zun were able to reach this level.

Jian Zun, at this moment, is like a god who can cut through the peak of the sky, the sword in his hand is held high above his head, and the gravity splits down, as if there is no existence in the world that he can't split.

Nie Lingbo also raised his sword too much, although he was not as imposing as the sword venerable, but his restrained aura was like a volcano about to erupt, and the sword momentum of that move represented the determination that the volcano would completely erupt and everything in heaven and earth could be destroyed.

Boom!

They are all so domineering, they are all so determined, although they have different ways of exerting them, but Nie Lingbo and Jian Zun have already successfully brought into full play the essence of the Heaven Destroying Style of the Four Swords of Zhutian.

However, the result was still difficult to change, and under the absolute-for-tat, Nie Lingbo and Jian Zun once again collided fiercely together in the same way.

In an instant, the sword qi splashed, the sword light was huo, and the sword light that was stirred up split the stars.

Draw!

Although such a collision was fierce and abnormal, and the essence of the four swords of Zhutian was brought into full play by the two, the final result was unfortunately not changed in any way, and Nie Lingbo and Jian Zun could not distinguish the winner from the loser.

Could it be that Nie Lingbo and Jian Zun, who have cultivated to a certain level and have already cultivated the four swords of Zhutian to a certain level, are fighting so hard to the level that no one can help anyone?

No, it's not that simple!

Don't forget, the existence of the four swords of Zhutian and the last sword, the fourth sword that has disappeared for hundreds of thousands of years, is known as the strongest sword of the four swords of Zhutian.

When the Heaven Destroying Sword Moves of the Four Swords of Zhutian were used by the old, and Nie Lingbo and Jian Zun were separated again, Jian Zun immediately prepared to continue to attack, and pondered whether to continue to use the Four Swords of Zhutian that both sides would have, and who understood it more deeply than anyone or use some other exquisite sword moves, and find an opportunity to use the Four Swords of Zhutian to decide the winner again.

Seeing that Nie Lingbo suddenly retreated, he appeared a few miles away, returned the sword into the sheath, and let the closed spirit umbrella be in a very comfortable sword drawing position.

Well?

Seeing Nie Lingbo's posture like this, Jian Zun would never believe that Nie Lingbo would give up the battle so directly, so there must be some deep meaning hidden in her doing this.

Just when Jian Zun was thinking about what deep meaning Nie Lingbo's move was hiding, suddenly, he suddenly felt a deadly danger emanating from Nie Lingbo's body.

What a situation!

Jian Zun's face changed slightly, and he immediately did not dare to continue the strong attack, holding his sword to maintain a high degree of vigilance, staring at Nie Lingbo cautiously, and a little undecided.

Nie Lingbo remained motionless, as if he had entered a state of mystery and mystery, and all his minds were resonating with the sword hidden in the umbrella in some way, containing a resonance of mortal danger.

It's not good, this must be a very dangerous sword move, and this yellow-haired girl must not be allowed to continue like this!

Vaguely, as if sensing Nie Lingbo's intentions, Sword Venerable didn't dare to wait any longer, and immediately swung the sword attendant, stabbing out with a sword, it was still the sky-breaking style of the four swords of Zhutian, advancing at the fastest speed.

Dangerous!

This kind of advancement was only halfway through, and the warning omen in Jian Zun's heart suddenly reached an extreme, making him instinctively immediately cut off the use of the sky-breaking style, and immediately put away his sword to make a defensive posture.

However, Nie Lingbo still continued to maintain a very comfortable sword drawing posture, without any movement at all, such a strange situation made Jian Zun wonder if he had been dazzled just now, and had some kind of wrong judgment.

But at this moment, a sense of danger erupted in Jian Zun's heart, and he felt that Nie Lingbo seemed to move in a trance, but after taking a closer look, he found that Nie Lingbo did not move at all, and still maintained his original posture.

Jian Zun immediately rubbed his eyes very uncomfortably, and the feeling in his heart became more and more strange.

No matter what, this must be a very dangerous sword move, and it has already shown such an amazing omen before it is used, if it is fully deployed, it will not know if it cannot be stopped.

Jian Zun made a decision and decided to abandon all scruples, this time he had to force his hand no matter what, otherwise what kind of accident would happen next, even he might not be able to tell.

Therefore, mixed with this determination, Jian Zun once again did not hesitate to hold his sword towards Nie Lingbo, and made up his mind that no matter what happened next, he would interrupt Nie Lingbo's next sword move.

It's a pity that although Jian Zun's judgment this time may be very correct, it is still too late after all.

I saw Nie Lingbo's eyes narrowed slightly, his eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he had some kind of wonderful induction, and the hand holding the sword appeared to float obviously, and once again slowly pulled out the snow-white spirit sword inserted into the scabbard.

In an instant, Jian Zun's face changed greatly, and the horror in his heart was already like a flood beast, and all of them burst out in one breath.