"Sword Open Yama Dao!"

The sword qi that seemed to come from hell came slowly from the blood-red vortex, carrying falling runes and howling ghosts and wolves.

This sword tip sword qi along the way with a piece of yellow rune paper fell, the sword qi was surrounded by black souls, "woo woo" with a wail sound came from afar, like crying, like ten thousand ghosts opening the way, as if hell opened, making people immersive.

The sword qi broke through the air and attacked the white sword.

"Snort"

The two collided, and a burst of blood mist suddenly burst, and the sword qi dispersed, rolling up a wave.

"Snort, snort, snort" Xiao Jiange's figure suddenly appeared, flying upside down from the collision between the two, and sprinkling a blood flower in the air.

"Boom" Xiao Jiange fell to the ground with a bang, he knelt on one knee with the love sword in his hand, and the love sword was inserted into the ground.

Xiao Jiange, who landed on the ground with a "poof", suddenly spat bright red again, blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, his face was pale, he had already been severely injured, and another sword wound was added to his chest, which spread from his shoulder to his lower abdomen, which was really terrifying.

The scene of Xiao Jiange flying upside down caused an uproar in the audience, and just when everyone was shocked, the stage changed and regenerated.

"Sword Song!" Tang Fengqing, who was watching the battle in the audience, exclaimed even more worriedly, only to see her Qianqian's willow eyebrows furrowed slightly, her little face was tense, and her nervousness was undoubted, so that cold sweat broke out in her palms.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh" Where the two swords collided, there were actually three sword qi that appeared out of thin air, coming towards Duan Yuran.

"Snort" Duan Yuran was unexpected, and was immediately injured, and his shoulder, the back of his hand, and his arm were each hit by a sword aura.

Duan Yuran showed disbelief for the first time, "How?" he asked Xiao Jiange with one hand on his shoulder.

"My eight swords are all in that sword. Xiao Jiange said with a pale smile.

This is a 100% sword, Xiao Jiange had a whim, the martial idiot swordsmanship fused with the sword intent of the wind, and the sword out of the wind and the same flow of this move turned a hundred swords into a sword and used it on the martial idiot swordsmanship, so he will have the remaining eight swords in one with infinite power.

It's a pity that this sword met Duan Yuran's strongest sword.

Xiao Jiange was a little annoyed, since he could see the flaws, the other party must have taken precautions, it seemed that this sword had fallen into the other party's calculations.

Duan Yuran was shocked when he heard this, combining the eight swords into one sword, he was really glad that he had just used his strongest martial arts, otherwise he would have been the one who would have been hit hard.

Duan Yuran narrowed his eyes, Xiao Jiange, who was so powerful, really couldn't underestimate the slightest bit.

"Drink" Duan Yuran drank softly, and the true qi around his body rolled up again, wanting to learn martial arts again.

Xiao Jiange's face was pale, but he had to be lucky, "sneering" Xiao Jiange's body was filled with patches of frost, freezing his wounds.

"I can only make one more move with the remaining true qi, and the flying sword has only condensed three, how can I defeat him?" Xiao Jiange secretly thought in his heart, even if he hit Xiao Jiange hard, his face was calm, and he thought very calmly.

For Xiao Jiange, as long as he does not lose his ability to act, there will be a battle.

"Fight" Xiao Jiange thought for a moment and then made up his mind, only to see Xiao Jiange put his fingers together and swiped abruptly, disintegrating the three cloud qi flying swords hidden in the void, and suddenly pouring a stream of true qi into Xiao Jiange's body.

If the flying sword can't hurt him, then there is no need for a flying sword.

"Be careful!" Duan Yuran shouted, urging his body, his true anger was surging, and he wanted to perform the Duan family's ancestral swordsmanship again, and the sword opened the Yama Dao

Xiao Jiange struggled to get up, urging the Ice Spirit Gong, and then there were sword shadows around him.

"The sword flows out of the wind!" Xiao Jiange held the love sword in his hand and showed the sword of the martial arts sect to learn the same wind, and at the same time, the cold ice true qi was raised, and there was an ice blue sword shadow mixed in the sword shadow in the sky.

"Pick up!" Duan Yuran forcibly opened the Yama Dao again, a layer of cold sweat couldn't help but break out on his forehead, the blood-red vortex reappeared, and a sword qi came with the flying rune paper and the wailing of ten thousand ghosts, Duan Yuran rushed towards Xiao Jiange with his sword, and the sword qi moved, he knew that this was the last duel, so Duan Yuran gathered his true qi and used his sword to open the Yama Dao again.

"Whoosh" Xiao Jiange is also a combination of sword shadows in the sky, a tornado surrounds his body, kicks on one foot, and comes out with this sword.

The two rushed to each other from both ends of the ring, one side passed along the way with a piece of rune paper, and the other side passed along the ground with a burst of cracks.

As the two approached, the audience held their breath.

Tang Fengqing even covered her mouth.

Duan Qitian's hands on his knees couldn't help but grasp his clothes and pants.

Xiao Moran tightened the handle of the stone chair even more nervously.

Wang Xue narrowed his eyes and looked coldly at the two figures on the stage who were about to collide.

Duan Ming and Duan Jiang were also so warlike that they looked at the stage.

Xiao Meng grabbed Xiao Xin's shoulder, his eyes stared intently at the stage, his eyes were full of worry, he didn't know that he had begun to worry about the person he hated the most.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang, and I saw that with the collision of the two people as the center, the sword qi was intertwined, rippling towards the surroundings, and suddenly the ground collapsed within a radius of 100 meters centered on the two people, and the gravel was flying, and the sword qi was crisscrossing it.

The situation on the field suddenly entered the eyes of everyone.

After the collision of a sword, Xiao Jiange's sword was cracked, Xiao Jiange immediately made a decision, retreated out, and forcibly endured the injury caused by the strong true qi shock of the collision of the two moves.

However, Duan Yuran kept holding his sword, and his sword qi decreased slightly, but he still came with great power, forcing Xiao Jiange who was retreating.

Xiao Jiange put his fingers together and erected the love sword in front of him, and his two fingers wiped the sword body, and the transparent and cold sword body was suddenly covered with a layer of frost, and an ice-blue sword qi gathered, and then burst out, breaking through the air towards Duan Yuran, who was rushing towards him.

"Break" Xiao Jiange clenched his fists, his pupils focused, and stared intently at Duan Yuran, who came with a sword, and said silently in his heart, he had already exhausted his true qi, and whether or not he could block the ice and seal Duan Yuran in the last move of this frozen sword was the key.

Duan Yuran came with a sword qi, and he actually broke through the ice blue sword qi with unrivaled qualifications, only to see the ice blue sword qi shattered and dispersed in all directions, Duan Yuran still came with a sword body and sword qi.

Xiao Jiange was unwilling, frowning angrily, his hair was flying, the mink hair on his shoulders moved slightly with the wind, and he stared at the sword qi that came slowly, "Is it going to be defeated?" Xiao Jiange thought in his heart, but he still didn't give up, and forcibly retracted the sword intent around him, wanting to use the sword intent to resist, even if it was hitting the stone with an egg, he didn't know that there was a sword intent convergence in the heart of Xiao Jiange's body, and it became stronger as he focused and concentrated.

Little by little, the tip of the sword enlarged in Xiao Jiange's pupils.

Duan Yuran attacked with a sword, and arrived with sword qi.

"Break!" Xiao Jiange drank suddenly, and the wind was blowing in all directions, flying wildly.

Suddenly, a vision suddenly appeared, and I saw a white vertical bloom at the center of Xiao Jiange's eyebrows, and a sword intent came out of the white with great coercion, as if it came across time and space, with an ancient aura, and a powerful aura emanated from Xiao Jiange's body.

This sword qi came out from the center of Xiao Jiange's eyebrows, and greeted the sword that was coming to the deception!

At the same time, a voice suddenly echoed in Xiao Jiange's mind.

"I created a martial arts idiot swordsmanship to step into the holy realm, learned a sword, this sword idea is born from the heart, the heart rises, is transformed by the will, the sword passes, not a single inch of grass grows, all the sounds are silent!"

"This sword can be learned by those who come after it"

"I named it"

"Heart Sword!"