The Ten Thousand Ghosts and Evil Spirit Treasure Banner suddenly appeared, and Wang Gaoshan and Li Liushui, who were paying close attention to this scene, were taken aback.

There are good and evil magic weapons.

The evil magic weapon, although powerful, is often very vicious and despised, and it is a thing that people in the demon path are accustomed to, and there are few people like Jiang Chu, who take it out to kill in a grand manner

Even if he kills a group of hyenas who are also despised by people and committed by means, they will still attract criticism.

"What is the origin of this, looking at the aura on his body, he doesn't look like a person from the Huangquan Holy Sect......"

Wang Gaoshan pondered.

Li Liushui said: "It's okay! With this magic weapon, he can......'t help it."

Halfway through his words, it seemed as if an egg had suddenly been stuffed in his mouth, and he couldn't go down again.

Because, the seemingly ordinary young man in white pulled out the sword behind him.

Drawing a sword is a very common pose.

Everyone who cultivates swordsmanship doesn't know how many times they have pulled it out.

But like this young man, there is no one who draws a simple and ordinary sword, and at the same time pulls it so neatly and easily, and at the same time pulls it so shockingly

This posture is handsome, cool, dazzling, and very stunning!

Li Liushui's Shouyuan is approaching eight hundred years old, and the sword he has drawn has seen more than the sand in the river bay, but he has never seen it.

Of course, Wang Gaoshan also saw it.

He was also shocked, of course.

Of course, what can deter the two elders of the dignified 'mountains and flowing waters' is a simple draw of the sword, which is definitely not as simple as handsome movements.

The reason why the two elders of 'Alpine Flowing Water' are famous is inseparable from the set of alpine and flowing water swords that the two of them cultivated together.

As two great swordsmen of the Nine Tribulations Realm, they have practiced swordsmanship for hundreds of years, and both of them have reached the realm of 'human sword unity'. The two joined forces, and even ordinary demi-saints were no opponents.

How profound their swordsmanship is!

With the two elders' eyes like torches, as long as Jiang Chu has a sword in his hand, he can see that this son's kendo realm and cultivation are really extraordinary, and he has reached the point of 'sword heart is clear'.

But the moment the young man drew his sword, the land within a radius of dozens of zhang seemed to have turned into a realm with him as the absolute master.

All the currents around him, like a thirsty fish meeting the current, rushed towards him with great urgency and longing.

This kind of ability to turn the surroundings into the kendo realm in a single thought, even the two elders who have achieved the 'unity of man and sword' can't reach it for the time being.

This seems to be the magical power that can only be possessed when the kendo realm reaches the unfathomable realm of 'entering the way with a sword'.

Now, it is extremely contradictory to appear in an ordinary teenager.

"What the hell is going on?"

Through the treasure plate screen, the eyes of the two elders were bald, and their faces were full of surprise, and in their hearts, there were dozens of alpacas running.

......

"For the sake of you daring to draw your sword against me, when I slaughter you, I will roast the meat on your thighs and eat it......"

Du Weisan's cold and faint eyes moved slightly, and the corners of his mouth showed a cruel smile.

"Since you dare to draw your sword against me, then Du Ye will let you see what real swordsmanship is!"

As soon as the words fell, a long sword with a golden body had already appeared in Du Weisan's hand.

Radiant with gold, it looks extremely luxurious and magnificent.

It turned out to be a Taoist weapon.

There was already a gust of wind on his body. Like a thunderbolt, extraordinary power swept through.

The Thirteen Swords of Death are about to be launched!

Jiang Chu's body was filled with a layer of vague, swirling, and indistinguishable aura.

This breath, like the mist that has not dispersed in the depths of the mountains, makes him look ethereal and mysterious.

"Thirteen swords to kill you, son, if you can catch the three swords, I, Du Weisan, give up the sword and admit defeat. ”

Du Weisan's body was like a big bird soaring in the sky, and the golden sword aura shrouded him like a magnificent golden-armored general.

The long sword in his hand was a little empty, and a fierce sword aura turned into a pillar of light like a substance, and even the space had to be cut open in an instant.

"Look at the first sword of the thirteen swords that killed me, cut the grass and eradicate the roots! Du Ye's sword can cut the Xuanmen!"

Du Weisan laughed wildly, and in his words, he was very determined, with a strong self-confidence.

With a powerful Dao weapon, using the famous Rank Grade Spiritual Skill to kill the thirteen swords, Du Weisan does have the capital of pride.

His subordinates have indeed killed the Master of Xuanmen.

But in the next moment, his face changed.

The terrifying sword qi that was slaughtered by the first type of grass cutting and eradicating the roots, suddenly encountered an invisible barrier within three zhang of Jiang Chu.

The power of this sword is like a deflated ball, rapidly weakening.

By the time it was still seven feet away from the white-clothed young man, the sword qi had disappeared without a trace.

Jiang Chu, on the other hand, didn't even move.

The Ten Directions Sword Intent Realm is like an invisible barrier, dissolving the invisible from external attacks in a silent and silent manner.

If it was before, if he had to deal with a half-step Xuanmen like Du Weisan, who was very skilled in swordsmanship, Jiang Chu would definitely not be so easy.

The Ten Directions Sword Intent Realm has made his means in the way of the sword have been qualitatively improved.

Du Weisan looked at Jiang Chu in disbelief.

With just one sword, his heart has already begun to void.

"I don't believe that you can really resist my Thirteen Deadly Swords!" After a slight mutter, Du Weisan's voice turned sharp, and he shouted angrily: "Try my second sword, there will be no grass!"

An even more violent aura, a more boiling sword aura, surging all over his body.

Three sword qi like a hurricane, the finished glyph, strangled towards Jiang Chu.

These three terrifying sword qi crushed over like a bulldozer, and everything in its path turned into powder.

But.

This more powerful sword is still the same.

The moment it approached Jiang Chu Sanzhang, the huge energy instantly withered, as if the smoke had been blown away by a strong wind.

The distance of three zhang is like an iron wall, and it is difficult to cross the thunder pool.

"No!

Du Weisan roared, and the golden sword flew in his hand, and the terrifying sword qi instantly formed a vortex.

This is the characteristic that he has pushed the Thirteen Swords of Death to the extreme.

Thirteen swords of death, one sword is stronger than one sword, one sword is faster than one sword, a series of sword moves, perfect connection, there is no end. Once it is in full swing, even the master of the Xuanmen Sect does not dare to take it lightly.

The terrifying sword qi, like a dragon on the earth, turned into dozens of iron chains, and seemed to stretch out from the Nine Secluded Lands, trying to capture Jiang Chu.

"This kind of trick, dare to call it the Thirteen Swords?"

But listening to the young man in white smiled faintly, he who had been silent and unmoving, finally moved.

When you move, it is like a thunderbolt that regulates your wrath.

The rabbit rises and falls, like a ghost.

A bright sword light swept through a beautiful arc in the air.

No one saw how Jiang Chu made a move, and everything had stopped.

The sword qi that was rolling like a dragon on the earth all dissipated.

Du Weisan looked at Jiang Chu uncontrollably, a thin line first appeared on his neck, and then the blood rushed his head up three or four meters high like a fountain, and after falling to the ground with a gurgling grunt, all the qi in his body had already returned to nothing

Not.

Only one sword, Du Weisan, die!