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Seeing the scene of Su Yan being alone, facing the incomparably sharp giant sword in mid-air, everyone present felt a touch of tragedy from the depths of their hearts.

The mantis arm is a car, not self-sufficient, only death.

But Su Yan is not a praying mantis, and the Frost Sky Sword is not a mantis arm.

This greatsword was certainly powerful, so powerful that it severed space and shattered the void.

But Su Yan didn't think he would lose.

The body of the Frost Sky Sword was covered with a thin layer of frost, flashing with a faint blue sword light, and it looked like a thunder sword surrounded by light blue thunder.

The True Yuan runs at high speed in the body, forming a True Yuan storm.

Su Yan raised his sword, and the cold light of the sword blade dispersed, cold and pressing.

The snow-bright and traceless giant sword and the frosty sky sword surrounded by ice light collided in mid-air!

In an instant, a sword light chilled the Jinluan Palace.

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Of course, it is not easy to take over Li Qinglian's sword.

The rain of swords in all directions has been condensed and simplified into this sword, although the prestige is reduced, but under the complementarity of tens of thousands of sword intents, the power is actually on a higher level.

The moment the giant sword slashed, Su Yan only felt that the space around him vibrated at high speed, the sword intent was cold, and the beads of sweat wet his clothes and condensed into frost.

Cracks as deep as ravines cracked on the ground of the white jade, and with a "click", the cracks spread out in all directions like cobwebs, which looked extremely terrifying.

The two swords bombarded, the air waves shook thousands of miles away, and the entire Jinluan Hall shook suddenly, as if the pillar of heaven would fall, the jade mountain would fall, and the building would fall!

Although there is no vision of heaven and earth, the mountains and rivers are discolored, and the prestige is also extremely compelling!

The terrible roar resounded through the heavens and the earth, piercing the clouds and cracking stones, and the six intestines were shaken!

The giant sword phantom that was slashed from the air with the furious sword intent, under the cutting of the Frost Sky Sword, the sharp sword momentum actually froze slightly, and the indomitable sword intent stopped!

Su Yan jumped up and spared no effort to slash down with a sword, there were no fancy and dazzling sword moves, only swiftness, sharpness and fierceness!

Li Qinglian stood with her hands in her hands, a solemn look appeared in her eyes for the first time, her wide sleeves vibrate, and she also jumped up, slashing at Su Yan with a sword in the air!

The extremely powerful sword intent slashed straight into Su Yan's shoulder, and immediately a narrow and deep blood mark appeared, dripping with blood, and then a blood arrow shot straight out, and the white clothes were stained with blood!

But the sword in Su Yan's hand still slashed forward and never changed.

The tip of the Frost Sky Sword touched the giant sword, and then stabbed resolutely and resolutely, directly piercing through the giant sword.

The giant sword was originally transformed by the condensation of sword qi, and under a slash and stab, the sword qi was scattered, and the sword body was shattered and shattered, and countless streamers burst out from the sword body, and the sharp silver-white sword qi "snorted" and escaped from the air, floating in the air, like a sliding white snake, or rather, a teng snake!

Su Yan didn't have time to take care of the wound, turned to look at the countless silver-white sword qi that was attacking him, and shouted angrily, the sword blade was woven into a bead curtain, slashing up and down, and in an instant, countless Teng snakes were cut into a white fine sword qi, floating in the air, like a pear flower, like a bright spark, like a bright moon, and finally turned into a little water droplet!

Hundreds of millions of water droplets were mixed together, and it became a vast and magnificent sword sea, which instantly submerged Su Yan!

Ten thousand swords into a sea! A little bit of sword intent is for water droplets, a gust of sword wind is for the sea breeze, a sword light is for the waves, and a sword chant is for the sound of the waves!

Being in the sea of swords, Su Yan only felt a heavy pressure like a mountain, and a few locks of green silk in front of his forehead were scattered by the sword wind, and then they were chopped off.

Countless bright sword points were connected like sparks, gathering into an endless sea of stars, circulating with brilliant starlight, exuding a heavy breath, and rippling layers on the starry sea.

Su Yan was directly shocked and flew out, the tip of the Frost Sky Sword was against the ground, and he stopped flying upside down for a while, and there was a piercing friction sound with a "snort", sparks splashed, and he only saw that he was standing firm in front of the threshold, and the white clothes were already stained red with blood, and the pure and condensed true yuan breath emanated from the two sleeves, and the internal organs in the body were shaken, and a mouthful of essence and blood was unstable, and the throat broke out!

On the other side of the sword sea, Li Qinglian's body was unscathed, only her face was slightly pale, and her eyes were still quiet, just like the sea of stars woven by sword qi in front of her, calm and calm.

The strength of the two is decided.

The wind and waves of that sea of stars burst out, gurgling towards Su Yan, setting off a lot of waves!

Countless terrifying and heavy sword powers came like a giant mountain!

The sea, after all, is the sea, and it is magnificent, swallowing everything!

Looking at the roaring and churning sea in front of him, Su Yan's eyes flashed with a hint of fierceness.

What about the sea, today, I will make this sea a mulberry field, raise dust and sweep the earth, and do the work of boiling the sea!

Su Yan held the hilt of the sword, and the upright and traceless sword body once again ignited the ice-blue True Yuan flame, and the palm of his hand continuously conveyed the cold Ice True Yuan to the sword, and the ice light between his fingers swirled like an electric dragon swimming, extremely cold.

The sea of swords, as it is?

It's just boiling!

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Boiling the sea and burning the mountain is what the gods and goddesses in myths and legends do, theoretically speaking, the cultivators above the Hui state of mind can do it, but the sea in front of them is not the substance, but the sword intent gathered, if you want to break it, it is to erase the countless sword intent that is as grand as the sea, how easy is it?

The majestic and majestic waves of the sword sea surged layer upon layer, slapping the sword body of the Frost Sky Sword in waves.

Every terrifying wave of the sea slammed into the Frost Sky Sword, and it was when Su Yan's internal organs shook violently.

But from beginning to end, Su Yan never wavered.

The Frost Sky Sword did not tremble, the sword body was still upright, and the sword waves slapped on it, like the waves of the sea hitting the stones.

But no one can tell how long Su Yan can last.

Defeat is decided, only losing.

But Su Yan didn't want to lose.

So he shouted angrily, and his sword was raised!

The scorching sword aura rose from the icy sword body, as if fire was burning on the ice.

As soon as the sharp waves touched the blade of the sword, they began to be cut into pieces, and finally evaporated into a vast vapour and turned into nothingness.

The sea is foggy, and the reckless sky locks the river.

Burning the sword.

Su Yan is burning the sword with the Ice True Yuan.

He is breaking the cauldron and steaming the sea of swords.

Boil the sea.

The vast ocean of sea waves condensed by thousands of sword intents surged again and again, and finally evaporated into nothingness again and again.

Countless rays of blazing and bright light shot out from the blue sword body of the Frost Sky Sword, illuminating the Jinluan Hall as bright as day, dazzling.

Countless scorching hot gases began to rise from the ground, tumbling like hot mist.

For a while, the Jinluan Hall was hot, as if soaked in the warm sun, and the hall was illuminated as bright as the morning glow.

The sea was boiling, and the sword qi was empty.

Su Yan's face turned pale, and he took a few steps back, the Frost Heaven Sword in his hand was almost unstable, and the true yuan was already overdrawn.

But...... Finally blocked.

Li Qinglian's eyes were still calm and calm.

The next moment, the unpretentious peachwood sword in Li Qinglian's hand "clicked", and the sword body was full of cracks, shattering to pieces.

The sword is broken.

Fold into three sections.

Finally, it shattered into powder with a "pop".

The sword qi is dispersed, and the sword is broken.

But the eternal tranquility in Li Qinglian's eyes remained unchanged.

He lowered his head, calmly looked at his empty right palm, and chuckled.

Then, he raised his head, looked at Su Yan opposite, smiled and said a word.

"I have no sword in my hand."

"You have a sword in your sleeve."