The two face off

Thinking of this, Su Yunlie couldn't help but swallow his saliva, this kind of genius can't move himself!

Just wanted to apologize, Su Yunlie thought again, his talent was mediocre, and he was already at the top of the Maixuan Middle Realm, as long as he got that heavenly treasure, he was hopeful in this life!

This place is Storm Island, surrounded by oceans, and absolutely no one can show the news.

"It's normal for a genius disciple to test his body outside, right......"

Su Yunlie sneered, he didn't care which force it was, even if it was the son of the leader of the Hundred Sects Alliance, or the emperor of the Emperor Dynasty, this Feng Yaohua would have to get it!

"If this son stays, my sect will be in great trouble!"

As soon as Su Yunlie drank, the surface of the Tibetan ring flashed, and a purple big sword appeared in Su Yunlie's hand, this sword was more than half a person long, the sword body was broad, and it looked like it was not light.

The dark sword blades are light, and the murderous aura is compelling.

"This is the Purple Cloud Sword, which belongs to the scope of the inferior spirit treasure, and it is enough for you to die under this sword!"

Su Yunlie is full of confidence at the moment, the Blood Demon Sect has been open for a hundred years, this sword has been passed down from the first sect mainstream, after more than ten generations of sect masters, this sword has reached the current spirit treasure from the original good product.

Not only that, but he is also a swordsman with half-step sword intent, a hundred meters away, killing people invisibly.

Sword intent is the artistic conception of the sword, the realm of the swordsman.

Meaning is the unity of form, spirit, and reason, and the harmony of the virtual and the real, which is not only born from accidents, but also contained in the image. It's a very high level. Sword intent is the swordsman's comprehension of the sword to reach an unprecedented realm, and this realm is called sword intent.

The sword intent is an extension of the origin, and this origin only belongs to the sword, with the nobility of the sword, the arrogance of the sword, the sharpness of the sword, and the heart of the sword. This is the origin of the sword. For the swordsman, when he really understands what the sword is, and can give full play to the original characteristics of the sword, there are no tricks to win, everything comes from the heart, merges with the sword, and exerts his understanding of the sword, it is the sword intent.

"For the sake of my Blood Demon Sect's great cause, I apologize!"

As the words fell, Su Yunlie held the sword in both hands and raised it high, and the purple-red light of the Dao Dao converged on the tip of the sword, slashing towards Chen Chen in an instant.

Whoa!

Three sword rays of light flew out, slashing through the air, and there was a tearing sound.

Chen Chen frowned, it was actually a half-step sword intent, a Maixuan Middle Realm cultivator who was not a professional swordsman, comprehending sword intent, even a half-step sword intent was extremely rare.

"It's a pity......"

Chen Chen shook his head, took a step forward, stuck the spear on the ground casually, adjusted his posture, and suddenly punched on the sword light, "My physical body is already in the Xuan Realm!"

Boom! Boom!

Su Yunlie didn't expect to be able to defeat Chen Chen with only those three sword lights, how could such a powerful demon be defeated by a few simple moves, taking advantage of the moment when the other party shattered the sword light, he stepped out in one step, directly turned into an illusory afterimage, and attacked the other party from an awkward route.

With a swing of the sword, the thick sword body tore through the air, making a terrible sound of breaking the air, and under the swing of Su Yunlie's strength, the Ziyun Sword showed terrifying destructive power.

Sonorous!

In the surprised eyes of everyone in the Blood Demon Sect, Chen Chen stretched out his arms and blocked this move violently.

The arm felt a tremble, Su Yunlie almost thought that he had slashed a thousand-year-old black iron, and the slash containing sword intent was easily blocked, and it was still a mere arm!

"You have to be more serious!"

Chen Chen pulled out the spear with his right hand, and the luster of Qingyang Gong was attached to the surface, and stabbed at Su Yunlie, who was holding the giant sword in both hands.

A shot was stabbed, with the momentum of the mountain cracking, shining with the gun, and going away at great speed!

With a simple straight stab, Chen Chen's momentum soared suddenly, and a surging trend of mountains and rivers converged from all directions and melted into Chen Chen's body.

After all, Su Yunlie was a strong man who comprehended the sword intent, and he reacted in an instant, used his strength, and leaned over.

Clang!

The offensives of the two sides collided together, and to Chen Chen's surprise, what his spear collided with was not the sword body, but the sword blade!

The blade of the sword is less than half as wide, and it is just right to use the blade to prevent the tip of the spear!

A thousand shots is enough to describe!

"You're still too young!"

Su Yunlie shouted violently, swung the Purple Cloud Sword, and directly picked out Chen Chen's spear, and the originally white blade was actually coated with a layer of crimson, like blood.

"What kind of trick is that, I haven't seen it for many years in the sect!"

"It seems that the rumors are true, true!" said an elder of the Blood Demon Sect in surprise.

This exclaimed, and the old man of the Blood Demon Sect asked, "What rumors, why don't I know." ”

"It is rumored that after the sect master comprehended the sword intent three years ago, he created a low-grade occult technique of swordsmanship in retreat in order to cooperate with the Purple Cloud Sword, I always thought it was a rumor among disciples, but I didn't expect it to be true!" explained the surprised elder.

As soon as the elder said this, everyone exploded, how easy is it to create a mysticism, comprehend, record, and speculate...... Countless complicated processes, the master of a sect was already scarce in time, but Su Yunlie actually used this scarce time to create a mystical technique!

"Although this trick has the name of low-grade occultism, the degree is only one heavy, but this heavy cost me three years!"

Su Yunlie raised the Purple Cloud Sword and injected his own spiritual power, "The Heavenly King opens the mountain and slashes!"

Blood-like red light erupted from the sword, and there was a red qi in the surrounding air that was faintly connected into a red glow, which continued to converge into Su Yunlie's body.

Shout!

The momentum reached a foot point, and it slashed out.

"This move is not simple......" Chen Chen was slightly shocked in his heart, this move was displayed by the other party, and he could clearly feel the power of the sword intent, and the half-step sword intent increased the power of this move.

In an instant, Chen Chen pointed the tip of the gun.

Bang Bang!

The sword light touched the tip of the spear, and Chen Chen could clearly feel that if the spear was not enchanted by Qingyang Gong, this move would be enough to break it!

How strong is the strength of four thousand catties, Su Yunlie, who controls the sword light, and Chen Chen, who resists the sword light, are on the same level, and the two sides can't move, this is completely a struggle for their own heritage!

"Good chance!"

The old man in the previous auction was quick and flew out, his blood-red luster attached to his right fist, and rushed towards Chen Chen.

used his own qi and blood, the old man didn't believe it, this trick fell on Chen Chen, and he was not injured or injured.

Rumble!

Just as he was about to succeed, the old man was suddenly attacked by a black shadow, flew out directly, and fell to the ground to cause a puff of dust.

Not only the people who were watching from afar, but even Su Yunlie, who was fighting, was surprised, the dust and smoke in the place dissipated, and everyone saw the black shadow clearly, Su Yunlie immediately looked at a bronze figure not far away with a look of shock, and then, his pupils shrank suddenly: "Wooden puppet!"

[Another chapter when you have nothing to do~]