The huge fighting platform is suspended in the sky.

On the Douwu platform, there is a battle platform condensed by majestic Yuan Force, surging with formation light, looking from a distance, it seems to be materialized.

Under the gaze of everyone, the two figures on the fighting platform turned into two figures and swept towards each other.

"Boom ......"

The huge storm of sword qi completely erupted above the Douwu Platform, and it was so terrifying and powerful that people were worried about whether the Douwu Platform could withstand it.

The icy killing intent shrouded from above the sky, as if even the temperature between heaven and earth had suddenly dropped by dozens of degrees at this moment.

At this moment, almost everyone's eyes were locked on the two figures in the air.

They all know that it seems that the battle between these two geniuses is the tip of the needle against the wheat mang, and the so-called two tigers will fight each other, and there will be an injury.

And a boy on the seat of the Daomen, after seeing the long sword in Ye Wu's hands, immediately stepped forward and whispered to the Taoist in front of him: "Master, that sword is a little familiar......

The Daoist's gaze immediately fell on the long sword in Ye Wu's hands, and his pupils shrank: "Didn't this sword be taken away, how could it appear in this hand?"

For the top ten sects, there is a shame.

That was the person who took away Ye Wushuang's sword, and killed the Supreme Heavenly Pride of the Ten Upper Sects one by one outside the Dragon City.

The Ten Upper Sects tried all their means, but they didn't find out the identity of the man wearing the hat, and they didn't expect that the sword that the other party had taken away actually appeared in Ye Wu's hands.

"Could it be that the man who wore the hat that day was the same son?"

The Taoist took a deep look at Ye Wushuang, and a sneer appeared on his old face: "Okay, what a Ye Wushuang, he dares to play a double reed meter under the nose of my top ten upper sects!"

......

On top of the fighting platform.

Su Qilin stepped into the void, and his body turned into dozens of afterimages, which was difficult for people to capture.

"Boom ......"

With a wave of his palm, a sword light bloomed from his hand, and then like lightning, it slashed towards Ye Wushuang with a sharp sound of breaking sound.

In just an instant, that sword light fell in front of Ye Wushuang, and under this shocking sword light, the surrounding space was faintly distorted.

But almost at the same moment.

The sword intent on Ye Wushuang's body erupted, and the majestic sword qi surrounded him, centering on him, forming a terrifying storm of sword qi.

Just as the sword light was about to fall on him, he moved, and his cold eyes looked faintly at the sword light that slashed at him.

In the depths of his star-like eyes, a bright sword light phantom appeared, and that sword light exuded a vast imperial power throughout his body.

"Bang ......"

Under the flickering of the phantom of the sword light in his eyes, Su Qilin's sword light suddenly shattered.

"...... Uproar"

Everyone who had been paying attention to the battle situation all exclaimed in amazement after seeing this scene.

Many people only felt that they didn't see Ye Wushuang make a move, and the sword light that Su Qilin slashed collapsed.

The face of the first peak master of the Sword Sect, Xuan Jian, changed his face, as if he had thought of something: "This is a sword intent attack!!

And as his words fell, all the people of the Sword Sect present were shocked.

Sword intent attack, as the name suggests, is that you can use sword intent to fight the enemy, and at this point, sword cultivation is no longer limited to weapons and the like.

For them, every flower, every plant, every tree, everything in this world, including his own thoughts, is a weapon.

And the sword cultivation is divided into sword light differentiation, sword qi into silk, comprehend the sword intent, and the sword is accidentally released, and after that, the sword intent attack!

There are tens of thousands of people in the entire Sword Sect, most of whom are still in the stage of sword qi becoming silk, and only a very small number of elites can achieve the point where the sword is accidentally released.

As for the sword intent attack, in the entire Sword Sect, only the Sword Sect Sect Master Ling Xuanzi had achieved this step, even if it was a few supreme giants in the sect.

Therefore, after seeing Ye Wushuang silently and silently breaking Su Qilin's sword light, the old man of the first peak of the Sword Sect, the master of the Xuanjian, would be so discolored.

And as his words fell, the gazes of all the Sword Sect disciples looking at Ye Wushuang again became unusual.

Even if it was Ling Xuanzi, the sect leader of the Sword Sect on the lotus platform, Gu Jing Wubo's gaze also fluctuated.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, Ye Wushuang was dressed in white with a sound, and there was no wind automatically, and the sword light phantom in his eyes flickered several times again.

An invisible sword intent flickered slightly, as if it had cut through time and space, and slashed towards Su Qilin.

Su Qilin's heart was shocked, and a feeling suddenly appeared in his heart, and his perception seemed to have lost its effect at that moment.

"Whirring ......"

And it was this short-term loss of consciousness that made the invisible sword intent approach, and Su Qilin did not hurry sideways to avoid it.

A light breeze swept across his face, and with it a strand of long hair, fluttering between the heavens and the earth against the breeze.

Looking at this scene, the entire First Peak seemed a little silent at this moment, and their eyes were full of consternation.

Su Qilin actually lost a trace of his long hair under Ye Wushuang's sword intent attack? If his previous reaction was a moment slower, wouldn't it be ......

"This little beast has actually comprehended the sword intent attack ......" The first peak master Xuanjian old man did not hide the envy and jealousy on his face.

In his opinion, the reason why Ye Wushuang could make Su Qilin deflated was completely because of the unreachable and unpredictable sword intent attack.

"Good, good!"

"It seems that you have really improved a lot in the past two months!"

Su Qilin gently stroked his sideburns, the indifference on his face immediately disappeared, and there was a hint of calm in his gaze when he looked at Ye Wushuang again.

The young man in white in front of him was single-handedly suppressed by him two months ago, but he didn't expect that he had grown to such a point in just two months.

If he continues to grow, the future can be imagined, thinking of this, he really has a trace of killing intent in his heart.

"Purple Sun Sword !!"

A long howl shook the heavens and the earth, and I saw a sword light suddenly bloom from within Su Qilin's eyebrows.

That sword light finally fell on Su Qilin's hand, turning into a long sword, the long sword swallowed purple qi, but it was only three feet inch, but it was like a purple dragon hovering in its hand.

The moment he saw this sword, the Daoist from the Dao Gate stood up in shock: "What kind of sword is this?

"I've never seen this sword before!"

"This sword must be a legendary spiritual treasure !!"

At this moment, countless giants got up one after another, and the giant of the Demon Gate also changed color, staring at the long sword with a look of surprise in his eyes.

Almost at that moment, the ninth peak of the Sword Sect.

The figure sitting on the cold spring suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were like electricity, and he shot straight at the first peak: "It seems that the old man really guessed correctly, this son is the ...... five hundred years ago"