Ling Chuxi had just comprehended the hundreds of ancient sword intents, and he obviously felt that his martial arts heart and artistic conception had been greatly improved, and in the face of the grandmaster master, he should also have the power of self-preservation.

But what if there is no self-preservation? Nonsense, then run, do you really stand here waiting to die? She's not that stupid.

Ling Chuxi quietly glanced at Ling Yichen and the others, and everyone nodded knowingly.

"Sure enough, arrogant enough, he dared to draw a sword against the old man!" Ling Gusong laughed wildly, Ling Chuxi's willingness to do it was exactly what he couldn't ask for.

With the previous lesson of He Busi, Ling Gusong did not despise Ling Chuxi, and directly drew his sword.

With a swing of the sword, the yellow sword qi surged, and the condensed sword qi brought people a sense of solidification like a majestic peak, which was vast and vast.

Ling Gusong, who stood with a sword, actually gave people a heroic atmosphere that could only be looked up like a majestic peak.

Under the condensed qi, even the surrounding water mist became condensed, and in front of him, it seemed that countless small droplets of water could be seen standing still.

Ling Chuxi had a feeling that at this moment, her innate vitality was suppressed by the other party, and her meridians were sluggish and blocked.

This is the real grandmaster master, like He Busi, the so-called half-grandmaster realm, in front of him, he is not even worthy of carrying shoes.

Ling Chuxi took a deep breath, twisted his wrist, and the Falling Dust Sword slowly stabbed out, it looked so slow, but it was so beautiful, so long-lasting, as if it contained the indescribable truth of heaven and earth.

This is the fifth sword of the Cangyuan Sword Style. In this case, Ling Chuxi did not have the opportunity to bring out the power of the Cangyuan Sword Technique to the limit at all.

Fortunately, thanks to the fact that he had comprehended hundreds of ancient sword intents with the help of He Busi before, otherwise Ling Chuxi might not even be able to use this sword under the pressure of that grandmaster's might.

And now, after fusing the hundreds of ancient sword intents in his mind, the power of this sword is not much weaker than the five swords in a row.

"Sure enough, there is arrogant capital, but unfortunately, you are still only a master of Tianyuan!" Ling Chuxi's sword was obviously stronger than when he fought against He Busi just now, and while Ling Gusong was slightly surprised, he added a few points of strength.

I saw the long sword skimming the air, suddenly accelerating, and slashing towards Ling Chuxi with a majestic pressure.

Ling Chuxi snorted softly, the sword style was completely unfolded, and the Falling Dust Sword headed towards him with the fierce intention of slashing through the heavens and the earth.

The hearts of Ling Yichen and the others were all raised to their throats at this moment.

One sword, everyone knows that Ling Chuxi only has a chance with a sword, if she can block this sword, she will have a chance to escape, as for defeating the opponent, at least in the current situation, it is impossible, Ling Gusong in front of her is stronger than Xiang Yuanmu.

At the moment when the long swords were about to intersect, suddenly, a vibrato sound sounded softly, and even the heart and soul trembled with the light sound.

The aura between heaven and earth all converged in one direction, it was a dazzling cold light like a lightning meteor, and it was an ethereal shadow like a dragon going out to sea.

Fast, so fast, almost in the moment of a thought, the cold light phantom has arrived in front of me.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang, and the cold light and Ling Gusong's sword slammed together.

A stream of air shot out indiscriminately, and Ling Gusong, who was in the Grandmaster Realm, was actually knocked back a few steps by the powerful impact force, and his face was full of shock. One