The three-foot Qingfeng can't shine on the black robe.

Feng Xiaohan didn't answer her question, but looked at the green sword in her hand.

The twelve peaks of Changming, Qingzhu Peak only practice swordsmanship.

Six out of ten swordsmanship in the world came from the hands of those elders of Qingzhu Peak, and the previous head of Tianji Pavilion had written "The Record of Famous Swords in the World", which recorded a thousand famous swords in ancient and modern times.

With Emperor Yuanzong ruling the world and opening up a prosperous era of cultivation, countless skilled craftsmen have appeared in the world, casting countless swords.

The ranking order of the swords in the "Record of Famous Swords in the World" is also constantly updated, and almost every year some new swords appear to replace the previous swords.

But there are many swords whose position in the sword record remains the same, and it has not changed even after two hundred years.

Because in addition to the quality of the sword, the experience of the sword is also the key to the ranking.

At the top of the list is, of course, the legendary Yue Nu Sword, but it has been missing for thousands of years.

The second is the magic sword, the sword that kills the most people in history, because its previous owner was Wanyetian, which has also been lost for thousands of years, and due to the deliberate forgetfulness of the human world, many people now doubt whether it really existed.

Mo Qiu's sword is called Sanchifeng,

The green blade is like grass, as if it exudes endless vitality, but I don't know how much fresh life has been harvested.

Feng Xiaohan said, "It is said that this evil sword. ”

Mo Qiu said, "Your sword is even more evil. ”

That ethereal aura always lingered on the shore of the lake, entrenched around him.

Mo Qiu knew that it was actually sword intent, and the other party had used a similar sword move when he was in the saint's ruins, so he was so familiar.

Feng Xiaohan said: "This is the Red Dust Sword. ”

He was talking about a sword, but not the sword in his hand, but the move he had just used.

The sword is still in its sheath,

and the hand rested on the hilt of the sword,

How did he come out with a sword?

This is indeed a bit of a cult.

Mo Qiu stood in the red dust sword intent, but he was not a person in the red dust, and he didn't seem to be affected by the sword intent.

The two of them are both in the cave secluded realm, but Mo Qiu has already touched the threshold, Feng Xiaohan has only been in the cave for a few months, and the quality of the vitality is naturally not at the same level.

Mo Qiu stabbed out with a sword, and it was extremely tough to break through those red dust intentions and come to Feng Xiaohan's face.

Feng Xiaohan stared at the tip of the sword, his eyes froze, his body was slightly sideways, and the sharp sword qi grazed his shoulder, leaving a shallow blood mark.

Mo Qiu's complexion changed slightly, this sword could be said to have gathered all her sword dao cultivation, at such a close distance, even the master of the Collapse Tribulation Realm could only block it, and there was no way to avoid it at all.

Or the question at the beginning – how did he do it?

Feng Xiaohan raised his right hand and slashed forward.

When he was competing in Qingzhu Peak, he used this way to perform the Heavenly Sword, which amazed the four seats.

But this time it's a sword,

The red dust sword intent converged into a line and slashed towards Mo Qiu, like a real sword.

This is the broken Italian style in the red dust sword,

Or a sword without a sword.

If Chen Feng was here, he would definitely exclaim in surprise.

Feng Xiaohan once cultivated this way in a dense forest somewhere in the peak, leading a hundred birds to the court, but he was trapped in that open space and could not get out, it was Chen Feng who used his sword intent to take the bird to break through the sword domain, so that he was saved from the dilemma of exhausting the sea of knowledge.

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This is the sword domain of the old gentleman in the steward's hall.

All things are swords,

The cold wind flowing around Feng Xiaohan's body is a sword, the snow at his feet is a sword, and the sword in the scabbard of his left hand is also a sword.

And Mo Qiu's stabbing is still a sword, how can the sword break through the sword domain?

If you want to use a sword to break through the sword domain, you can only use a sword to break all things - that is, the realm of one sword for all things.

Mo Qiu can hurt him, it doesn't mean that she has gone in front of all the swordsmen in the world, but Feng Xiaohan's sword domain is not complete.

Feng Xiaohan came to the Tianshan Ice Lake, and had a deeper understanding of the Tianshan Ice Lake, and had a lot of thoughts about the connection between sword moves and nature, which was almost equivalent to peeking at the tip of the iceberg of the Great Dao.

And Wanyan's magical power is the avenue itself,

Feng Xiaohan naturally has the Great Dao in his hand, he can cultivate all the methods in the world, and the sword domain is just an application of the higher realm of the sword, even if he does not know the sea wide enough at the moment, his mood is not calm enough, and the Dao heart is not yet harmonious.

But he was still the top genius boy in the world, using the Red Dust Sword Intent, as well as the connection between the Eight Swords of Mountains and Rivers and the mountains and rivers here, to barely display the imperfect sword domain.

The Demon Gate cultivates by itself, not the sword, so no one has comprehended the subtle sword domain, the seven-hundred-year-old cold mountain valley, and by the time of Mo Qiu's generation, he can no longer recognize the sword domain.

Mo Qiu said in his heart, this wild boy is really evil, and he actually saw through the sword momentum of the three-foot edge.

The mysterious aura in the void suddenly dissipated, and the cold wind was biting, taking away the red dust from the top of the Heavenly Mountain.

Cui Weiming hadn't used all his sword skills in front of him, so he didn't know much, just now Mo Qiu's sword broke through the red dust and consumed most of the sword intent, and at this time, the sword momentum of the red dust sword was exhausted, and the remaining sword intent naturally subsided.

The Tianshan Mountains are still the Tianshan Mountains, and the glacial lakes are still rippling,

The Sword Domain is still there!

Feng Xiaohan raised his left hand, the scabbard was horizontal in front of his eyes, his lips moved slightly, and his voice did not carry a trace of fireworks, as if the sound of the wind suddenly echoed in the hollow valley.

"Sky Covering Sword!"

This is the secret fax sword left by Xuan Hongzhen.

No matter how wide the sky is, I can cover it with a sword in front of me, so in the name of covering the sky, I am extremely arrogant!

A dazzling sword light suddenly lit up in the gap in the scabbard, illuminating the shore of the icy lake, but it did not overpower the slowly rising sun.

Mo Qiu closed his eyes, and the green sword stabbed forward again.

The sword light wrapped Feng Xiaohan like an angel with holy light, but the earth-shattering sharpness in the light slashed the cold wind and disturbed the surface of the ice lake.

"Ding!"

With a soft sound, the tip of the three-foot blade pierced the pale yellow sword body, and the uneven barren sword flowed with a dense sword light at this time, as if it was substantial, making it look extremely smooth.

Feng Xiaohan let out a long roar, and the sword momentum of the desolate sword was like a decisive river, enveloping Mo Qiu.

Two clusters of sword light lit up on the top of Tianshan Mountain, one yellow and one green,

From time to time, white light erupted between the two.

His physical instinct was exerted through the hard lightsaber, and it was extremely tough to smooth out the gap in vitality.

No matter how exquisite the vitality is, no matter how strong the impact of the bone flute on the waist is on the other party, she is still a girl after all.

Although Feng Xiaohan is a teenager, he has been fighting in the wilderness all his life, and has done many things that are difficult to do in the virtual realm.

I saw that the yellow sword light was gradually flourishing, and the green sword was like duckweed in autumn water, fluttering.

Mo Qiu fell into a suppressed situation for a while, and under the opponent's intensive attack, his wrist was in pain, and he couldn't help but take a step back.

She thought that the last defeat was because of the other party's cunning, and the vitality near the Reverse Heaven Temple could not be used, and the strong physical strength gave Feng Xiaohan a great advantage.

At that time, Feng Xiaohan also said that even if he didn't have the vitality, he would win.

Mo Qiu believed it now.

If at that time, the two played fairly, then it was likely to be him who won.

But at this time and that time, she has tasted failure,

In the past few months, I have also felt something else.

There was a sense of silence in the swing of the long sword of the Mo Qiu Sword, which made the situation change again.