Radiance.

The blazing light was blue and red, and Sen Sen's sword qi spread straight within three zhang.

Hanguang Chengying was divided into two, cutting off Tai'a, who was stabbed by a thousand juns, and Xiaolian finally rushed straight to the old man's empty door with a red sword qi.

"Drink!"

The old man had no way to retreat, with his soft drink, it seemed to be a bulging breeze out of thin air, his withered body was like a remnant leaf blown by the breeze, although it was gloomy, but it was extremely chic to avoid Yang Ming's almost killing sword.

Then, his fingers suddenly flicked on the body of the night sword.

The sword qi instantly dissipated, and the red glow of Xiao Lian let out a whining sound, and the sword body trembled violently. Like the rolling and churning waves of qi in the great river, the sword body of the mighty internal strength that passed over from the sword body was the hub, turning into infinite pressure and rushing towards Yang Ming.

The old man said that he lived for more than a hundred years, and his bullet contained more than one Jiazi's internal strength to refine qi and nourish the spirit.

The energy is transmitted layer by layer like a river wave, but it is like a golden needle piercing into Yang Ming's tiger mouth vein, and the vein transformation hand in the tantric sect has such a terrifying power under the old man's finger.

Yang Ming's right hand was pressed down, and a condensed and dazzling light suddenly appeared with the light bearing shadow, and in this light, there seemed to be a faint flow of energy, and this qi machine was divided into two by the light bearing shadow, and suddenly two completely different yin and yang qi were transmitted into the Tai'a sword body.

The old man's face was shocked, and his mouth let out a sound of surprise, and his body fluttering like a fallen leaf suddenly flew upward, and his wrist suddenly let go of Tai'a's sword hilt in an instant, only to see Tai'a shoot forward, inserting into the huge stone pillar not far away, and the stone pillar made a roaring sound, crumbling!

After the old man volleyed into the air, his body suddenly turned from a fallen leaf in the breeze to a raindrop in the wind, and the figure suddenly formed a fold in the air in calligraphy, and the lightning shot in front of the stone pillar and drew out the sword of Tai'a.

In an instant, he turned his body and crossed the sword, and his momentum returned to the appearance before the original sword.

It's as if he's always been in this posture, condensed for thousands of years and hasn't shaken a bit!

Yang Ming's hands were closed, and the three swords were united again! He stared at the old man opposite lightly and said: "I heard that there was once a broken temple on Kunlun Mountain, and there was originally a hermit like a sword fairy in the broken view, but forty years ago he suddenly sat down and died, that person was first named Shangguan Allure, and forty years ago he was known as a sword Allure!" But later it was renamed the Fifth Sword, with the fifth as the surname and the sword as the name, so for decades there has been no such thing as the first to the fourth sword in the whole of China, just because that person is called the Fifth Sword! The man...... It's you, right? ”

The old man's posture is solidified like a welcoming pine on the mountain, which seems to be welcome, but in fact it is hidden in the welcome, and the opportunity is taken! He stared at Yang Ming and smiled lightly: "Fifth sword...... That was the name 40 years ago! My name is Chen Xun now, and I have been calling for forty years, and I finally found an opponent! ”

"Old and immortal is called a thief......" Yang Ming stared at the old man opposite in a calm tone, his shoulders were stained with blood, but his momentum faintly rose to the peak, "There are descendants in the country, and those who are old will die when they die!" You searched for it, which shows that you don't believe that you are invincible in the way of the sword, but unfortunately when you find it, you really are not! ”

Chen Xun smiled lightly: "Yes! After I died, I lived another forty years...... Thirty of the forty years have not touched a sword again! Counting it, it was already thirty years ago before today's World War I...... I'm just trying the edge of this Tai'a sword for people, is it still there? If I die, there will be no regrets! ”

"Yes, why don't you die?" Yang Ming said calmly, his fingers swept over the sword body of the three swords, and his eyes looked at Chen Xunnian and said, "The net of life and death is firmly bound, and I am willing to use the wisdom sword as a way to cut it off!" Then let me-- send you to your death. ”

Sword move!

Gale rises!

"Sword of Wisdom?" Chen Xun squinted his eyes slightly, staring at the sword light of the three swords of the Son of Heaven in Yang Ming's hand, and drew the horizontal sword in an instant, "Then you can try my Shura sword--"

He took out his sword, the sword was like a city, and the cold light was like frost and snow, enveloping Zhou Tian!

The two sky-high sword qi, as if they did not belong to this world, tore apart the space of this small world!

Then, the tips of the two swords collided, like the sound of raindrops in a storm, like the sound of blacksmiths sweating like rain and striking, and the sound of fine and continuous swords resounded throughout the space, and with the vertical and horizontal of sword qi, there were constantly things being destroyed around! Walls, vehicles, street lights...... Where the sword qi passed, smoke and dust appeared, and then collapsed with a bang!

The two of them have a total of thousands of swords!

Suddenly, the sword light was blazing, blooming like a glow!

"Whew!"

Suddenly, an ancient sword flew out of the air.

Chen Xun's withered body paused in the air, his hands were outstretched, one hand was still in the posture of flexing his fingers to flick the sword, and the other hand casually threw his Tai'a Gu sword away!

The blood snapped down the invisible sword body and fell to the ground, and the old man's face suddenly became old and his spirit suddenly dispersed!

Yang Ming held the long sword in one hand, and Chen Xun's body shook on the sword!

Blood splattered from the wound on his chest, splattering the ground like a terrible flower.

The fifth sword of the sword path, who claimed to have lived for more than a hundred years, half-knelt down, his hands supported the ground, there was no disappointment in his eyes, there was no enemy, but he looked in one direction, and suddenly showed a last smile and sighed: "Manjushri Bodhisattva's wisdom sword is really able to break the gap between life and death...... You're going to win. ”

Yang Ming turned his head to look.

In the distance, there was a rare figure over there that caught the Tai'a Ancient Sword that was thrown away by Chen Xun, and the man's gaze looked over and matched Yang Ming.

A moment later, the figure vanished into the distance.

Yang Ming finally let out a muffled snort, looked at the hundreds of wounds crisscrossing his body, and looked at Chen Xun with a complicated expression, and the last trace of the old man's qi was finally cut off, he laughed, hung his head cross-legged, and died completely.

In the way of the sword, a generation of elders died like this.

The siren sounded, Xu Ziyan ran over from a distance with her injured body in her arms, her eyes were full of incomparable shock and stared at Yang Ming, and she shouted in a complicated tone: "It's time to go, someone will come to deal with here!" ”

Yang Ming shook his hand, and a bead of blood hanging on the tip of the sword fell to the ground.

The next moment, the ancient sword entered the sheath and made a clanging sound, as if shouting with joy......

On this day, there was finally no longer a gap between Yang Ming and Ai Qishan, and the glance when the two looked at each other from a distance was destined for the next scene of life and death! And what Chen Xun said about testing the sword also made Yang Ming feel a tragic and approaching storm from Ai Qishan's side.

Then, the only way to decide is to fight the victory!