Every swing of the sword made Fang Xiu a little more immersed, making him close his eyes and ignore the scene in front of him.

In his mind, the sword that broke through the sky and the arrogant figure that he saw when he comprehended the sword drawing technique appeared again.

When his hand pressed on Chengping's sword again, Fang Xiu had a strange feeling.

He seemed to be able to feel the emotions contained in Chengping's sword.

Draw your sword and slash your enemies!

These four words kept echoing in his mind.

Draw your sword and slash your enemies!

This belief reached a peak, as if it was about to burst at any moment.

"Draw! sword!"

Fang Xiu suddenly opened his eyes and said word by word.

At this moment, his hand finally moved again.

Huang Shan seemed to have a bad premonition, and Fang Xiu's momentum in front of him changed, like a peerless divine soldier in Kaifeng, showing his due edge.

The true qi is surging, and the meridians are swelling and painful!

The feeling that seemed to explode made Fang Xiu's face distort slightly.

However, he ignored all this, and the Chengping sword was unsheathed at this moment!

The most important point of sword drawing is to draw a word.

The moment it was unsheathed, everything that had accumulated was vented, and the sword qi suddenly arose in the void at this moment, as if a phantom that could not be seen clearly appeared behind Fang Xiu, also making the action of drawing the sword.

Under the catharsis of true qi, a magnificent sword qi broke out of the air, and in the sword momentum at the peak, it seemed that something was breaking through the ground and growing rapidly.

The slash of this sword is like a dead thing with a soul, this is a sword with the breath of life, but it is enough to destroy the heavens and the earth.

This is, a sword of life and death!

"Sword Intent!"

As if he had seen something terrible, Huang Shan's soul was furious, his face was full of disbelief, and a sharp voice came from his throat.

Sword intent, how could it be sword intent!

How could a half-step first-class martial artist comprehend the sword intent.

Even he was not qualified to touch the threshold of sword intent.

Even if it is a master of the Innate Extreme Realm, known as a little grandmaster, not all of them can comprehend the sword intent.

The birth of sword intent on top of the sword momentum is even more terrifying than breaking the boundary between heaven and man.

"Dacheng, you actually cultivated the Innate Secret Record to the realm of Dacheng!"

"How is it possible, how is it possible!"

Huangshan understands everything.

This is not perfection at all, nor is it the level of reaching the peak, this is Dacheng's innate martial arts.

Only by practicing a martial art to the fullest can you have the opportunity to comprehend the artistic conception of it.

This is not an absolute thing, even if you practice a martial art to the fullest, there is a small chance that you can comprehend the existence of the will.

The sword has sword intent, and the fist has fist intent!

But in any case, as long as the artistic conception is born, it is a very different existence.

Not to mention, this is the sword intent born from the innate secret record level martial arts, and the terrifying degree has increased exponentially.

He admitted that he had miscalculated, but he didn't expect Fang Xiu to comprehend the sword intent at this moment.

But at the moment, Huangshan can't care so much.

The sword between life and death has been cut out, and what he has to do is to survive this sword.

Yes, survive!

Huang Shan was also not sure that he could survive in this sword containing sword intent.

Thousand! Clouds, Swords, Laws!

Huangshan's eyes were about to split, and the means of pressing the bottom of the box were finally used.

The sword momentum is layered out, as if there are thousands of miles of clouds floating to cover the sky and the sun, and the sword shadows are differentiated, overwhelming!

The sword intent of destruction came suddenly, as if it could divide heaven and earth into two, and the clouds disappeared in this sword, and the sword shadow disappeared in this instant.

The sword momentum was shattered, and Huang Shan didn't expect that he still underestimated the terrifying sword intent.

At the moment of life and death, the long sword was blocked in front of him, and the whole person was chopped out in this sword.

The earth-destroying sword qi slashed through, leaving a deep furrow on the ground, which spread for several zhang before it stopped castration.

Burst!

The one who vomited blood was Fang Xiu!

At this time, Fang Xiu's face was pale and terrifying, the meridians in his body were broken inch by inch, and the sword he had just cut out was not without a price.

He didn't care about the situation in Huangshan now, so he endured the severe pain and turned around and fled.

The movement here is so big, if he waits to attract more masters, with his current state, he will be 100% dead.

"Ahem!"

Huang Shan struggled to his feet from the ground, coughing violently accompanied by a large mouthful of blood.

In front of his chest, a sword wound ran from his left shoulder down to his right abdomen, from which blood flowed and soaked through his clothes.

The sword just now almost split him in two and cut him in two.

"Sword intent, I didn't expect that in my lifetime, I would be able to see the real sword intent!"

Huang Shan smiled miserably, the long sword in his hand had broken into two at some point, and only the hilt was still in his hand.

But he didn't care anymore.

To be able to live under the sword that seems to destroy the world, Huangshan is already extremely fortunate.

"There are talents in the rivers and lakes, and a generation of new people replaces the old, but I didn't expect that I almost died in the hands of a junior, the name of the wine and sword fairy, it's really ironic!"

Huang Shan laughed to himself.

It is a shame that a dignified master almost died at the hands of a half-step first-class martial artist.

Huangshan is nicknamed the Wine Sword Fairy, and it is also unique in terms of swordsmanship.

can also be defeated under the sword of the other party, which is even more of a shame in shame.

However, Huang Shan also knew that if he was not so afraid of death at the beginning and gave Fang Xiu the opportunity to temper his sword strength, the other party might not have the opportunity to cut out that earth-destroying sword.

He may not end up like this.

In the final analysis, he is still old and has lost his previous ambitions.

"Ahem!"

At this time, the sword wound on his body accidentally moved, causing Huang Shan to cough violently.

"Uncle Shi!"

With a coquettish shout, several figures swept from a distance.

The leader is Liu Muqing of the Flying Star Sword Sect.

Looking at the tragic situation of Huangshan and the sword marks on the ground, Liu Muqing had a bad conjecture in his heart, and asked in disbelief: "Uncle Shi, who injured you like this?"

As he spoke, Liu Muqing stepped forward, took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, and took out a pill to feed Huangshan to take.

The rest of the disciples of the Flying Star Sword Sect all looked at this scene with shocked expressions.

The ruined ground beyond recognition, and the ravines that resemble sword marks, all indicate that there was a great battle here.

After taking the pill, Huang Shan's face looked a little better, and he said in a weak voice: "We all underestimated Fang Xiu, this person's martial arts strength is terrifying, far from being as simple as in the intelligence. ”

"What, could it be that it was Fang Xiu who injured you like this, Uncle Shi?"

Even though he had a guess in his heart, Liu Muqing still couldn't believe it.

It's only been a long time, how could Fang Xiu become so powerful, even Huang Shan, who is an acquired master, is not an opponent.