The blazing sword of fine snow ran through the line of heaven and earth, and it was pressed down.

The three ancient swords of Qiang Mountain, containing a wisp of sword thoughts of the immortals, spread out in the air——

Wang Yi's cultivation has already stepped into the eighth realm, even if he throws away the sword thoughts of Luo Changsheng on the three ancient swords, relying only on his own sword qi, looking at the Great Sui, it is also rare.

The sword aura of this sword soared into the sky.

Then above the clouds, there seemed to be a tremor of wind and thunder.

The little sword immortal Wang with a hideous face stepped on the top of the Iron Sword Mountain Hall, the soles of his feet continued to stir up gravel, a sword qi spider web covered him, his black robe swayed inch by inch, and the void "sword weapon" he pulled out collided with the fine snow.

Three ancient swords swirled wildly around his body, turning into a bee shadow.

Ning Yi's figure was almost overwhelmed by the majestic sword qi.

Jiang Yuxu squinted his eyes and raised his head.

He saw the black robe swaying wildly in the fiery sword aura.

There is also an extremely brilliant sword aura brilliance.

The moment of unsheathing.

The outcome has already been decided.

A wisp of wind and thunder, like a devastating devastation, fell from the dome, shattering all the sword qi along the way.

It's divinity.

Jiang Yuxu, whose face was indifferent, suddenly frowned, he finally understood where the "divinity" in Gu Xiaoyu's palm came from before...... There is no perfect genius in this world, even Luo Changsheng is no exception, he doesn't believe that anyone carries both the innate vajra body and the gift of divinity.

There was just one problem that he still couldn't figure out.

How did Ning Yi's wisp of divinity give to outsiders?

The thunder of Iron Sword Mountain rolled.

"Kill!"

Ning Yi had already moved his killing intent at this moment.

With a single sword, he split the sword qi that burst out after the merger of the three ancient swords of Qiang Mountain, hovering over Tiejian Mountain, his body swaying one or two, and no longer staying.

Eyes locked on Wang Yi.

The little sword immortal's qi was smashed by the sword qi, and his eyes were shocked, he never thought that he would use the three Qiangshan ancient sword qi machines as a traction, and under the sword qi battle just now, he would not be able to do anything about it.

is also the Eight Realms, and the one surnamed Ning is so strong?

Wang Yi looked at the black shirt and raised his sword again.

As soon as his mind moved, the three ancient swords roared!

It is not easy to urge these three ancient swords, the senior brother has left the immortal residence for a while, and when he left, he did not take anything with him, so the three ancient swords were hung in the cave, because the master's qi was too strong, the three ancient swords were extremely high, and Wang Yi spent a lot of effort to be able to barely control it.

After he got Haoran, Jingguan, and Wuzi, he actually thought a little carefully, and did not erase the remnants of the senior brother's sword thoughts, but collected them all and kept them for today's use.

On the Iron Sword Mountain, three ancient swords crossed and collided in mid-air, like three white Jiao.

Go to sea and turn into a dragon!

Ning Yi's sword style did not have the slightest fancy, and after the killing intention, he had no intention of keeping his hand.

Smash the sword with one blow!

The fine snow came out of the sheath, as fast as lightning, and thunder slashed on the sword body of "Haoran"!

This sword is powerful and heavy, not like a sword qi slash, but more like a hammer or a stick.

The sound of a "bell".

The "Haoran" Bai Jiao, who bore the brunt of the attack, was smashed upside down and flew down, instantly inserted into the main hall of Tiejian Mountain, and went straight into the belly of the mountain, and the sword body trembled like boiling water.

Wang Yi, who was controlling three ancient swords on the ground at the same time, felt the same way, Ning Yi's blow "smashed the sword", smashed on the "Haoran" sword body, it was like smashing it in his heart, and it was like thunder in his heart, and the heart lake was almost shattered.

Ning Yi's face was expressionless, his mood was down, and his backhand was one

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Sword!

Smash the sword!

Hit the "Wait and See"!

The little sword immortal Wang Yi's body made a "bang" sound, his clothes were shattered, his hands were holding his abdomen, the whole person bent over like a shrimp, his expression was extremely pale, and under the traction of the invisible sword qi, it was like being hit by a heavy hammer, and he flew up and backwards, but he still stubbornly stepped on the ground, his feet refused to leave the ground, and he ploughed out a long ravine.

Ning Yi held the sword in both hands, like a stick, and a brilliant thunder sound burst out of his mouth.

This sword-raising figure covers the sky and the sun!

A sword smash down!

All of Wang Yi's sword qi converged on the last "wordless".

Two swords collide together!

The consciousness of the little sword fairy of Qiang Mountain was thrown out by this sword, and he finally lost control of himself, his feet off the ground, and his body was like a kite with a broken string.

Gu Yi didn't see what was happening.

Jiang Yuxu's real person's figure came and went very quickly, his robe fluttered and settled, and he was already holding the unconscious Wang Yihou Collar in his hand, with a solemn expression.

There is little suspense in this one.

Just three swords.

Wang Yi, who controlled the ancient sword of Qiang Mountain, had been beaten unconscious.

This is still the case when there are three ancient swords that bear Ning Yi's sword qi first...... If Wang Yi didn't have these three Qiangshan ancient swords, he would have been wiped by Ning Yi early and his soul would have been shattered.

However, at this moment, the battle of sword qi on Iron Sword Mountain did not end there.

Haoran, quietly watching, without words.

These three ancient swords, the original owner, were not Wang Yi.

It's the immortal in the immortal dwelling in the immortal cave.

Wang Yi took the three ancient swords, but did not erase the residual sword thoughts on the sword's body.

Ning Yi's three "smashing the sword" scattered the consciousness of the little sword immortal, but it did not defeat the sword thought that Wang Yi deliberately left on the sword...... The three ancient swords, at this moment, let off their sword energy, and the glazed brilliance became stronger and stronger.

Haoran, who was smashed into Iron Sword Mountain, flew out again.

The three ancient swords hung high in the sky, arrayed up, and an indescribable sense was faintly born in the middle.

The vague image of the immortal resurfaced.

Ning Yi's eyes were cold, he had long heard of Luo Changsheng's name, the "Immortal Man" who sat in the first seat of the younger generation in the Great Sui world, it was said that he picked the stars with one hand three or four years ago, and now he has broken through the Ten Realms...... It is indeed a stunningly talented character.

It's just that, with a wisp of residual sword thought, do you also want to suppress yourself?

The snow chirps.

Ning Yi couldn't help but sneer, and grabbed the fine snow with one hand.

"I want to see, just these three swords, what tricks can you play?"

He knew very well that there was only a wisp of residual thought in front of him, and he didn't know if the Luo Da Immortal deity who was thousands of miles away had sensed it, these three ancient swords might have sensed that he had been in charge of the "Long Qi" for a period of time, and the hostility at this moment was extremely strong.

Three ancient swords, it looks like they are going to form a sword formation at this moment?

Ning Yi said indifferently: "Three are missing one, I will fulfill you." ”

On the ground, Gu Xiaoyu hugged the "long qi" tightly, his butt was bumpy, and he refused to let go.

Ning Yi lowered his head and glanced at Senior Sister Thousand Hands.

The little mountain lord let go of the hand that was pressed on Gu Xiaoyu's head, and the "long qi" swept out uncontrollably.

Suddenly returned to the battle.

The body of the Changqi sword emitted a clear and long roar, and the voice was like a resentful woman crying, like crying and complaining, as if telling the tragic experience of these days.

The other three ancient swords trembled, and the tips of the swords were aimed at Ning Yi, and the sword intent was great.

The corners of Ning Yi's mouth twitched, the four tattered swords of Qiang Mountain seem to understand human nature?

Ning Yi stretched out a hand

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finger, slightly hooked, and said, "Come on!"

I don't know if it was the four ancient swords that enlightened their own spiritual wisdom, or the remnants of the sword master Luo Changsheng, after hearing the words, the four ancient swords swept in instantly, like hanging four long rainbows, the world was not peaceful, a gust of wind followed, and the sword qi in it rumbled and swept through.

A golden iron tornado that swept through all the sword weapons in Iron Sword Mountain engulfed Ning Yi in it.

The sky and the earth were dark, and the swords hanging from the Iron Sword Mountain were everywhere.

In this battle, the great cultivators of Shushan and Qiang Mountain did not make a move.

The second senior brother Qi Rust's sword weapons were unreasonably requisitioned by these four ancient swords, if Qi Rust had a thought in his heart, in a moment, these sword weapons would be reinserted back into the Iron Sword Mountain.

It's a fair showdown.

Ning Yi had never been so calm.

In the midst of countless sword qi, he seemed to see the shadow of the immortal stepping on the wave of sword weapons, not far in front of him, that figure was so real...... Vivid.

Ning Yi knew very well that this was the remnant of Luo Changsheng's thoughts on the sword back then.

Since it's a remnant thought, I don't know how long I've stayed.

The vague shadow of "Luo Changsheng" still can't see the face, but the outline of the robe can be seen, like the wide robe of the Xiling Dao Sect, which was swept up by the wind, and the edge of the robe has begun to feather, and it may overflow at any time.

Is it about to dissipate?

Ning Yi's figure instantly exploded.

The black-robed figure carrying fine snow appeared on the top of "Luo Changsheng's" head in an instant, and because the speed was too fast, several bloody wounds were cut on his cheeks in an instant.

Roaring sword aura.

Beads of blood slid out and spilled through the golden tornado.

A majestic sword that contains divinity.

This scene froze for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, all the silence was shattered by Ning Yi's sword-

This sword was not hindered in the slightest.

The "ethereal" immortal didn't even make a move to fight before he was annihilated by the sword qi.

The sound of clanging and violent collisions, the blazing brilliance splashed.

A whole golden iron tornado on Iron Sword Mountain was shattered like a river by fine snow, revealing the black-robed figure that was hanging.

Ning Yi frowned....... he wanted to compete with Luo Changsheng's residual thoughts, but unfortunately, at the last moment, perhaps because the sword thoughts had been stagnant for too long, they dissipated on their own.

The four ancient swords that had lost the blessing of the sword mind were easily slashed into dimness.

The four ancient swords of Qiang Mountain, in the broken golden iron tornado, were no different from the thousands of ancient sword weapons of Tiejian Mountain, and they fell and fell back to Tiejian Mountain.

In the falling air.

Jiang Yuxu sighed lightly, his steps were slightly wrong, and he took a step lightly.

Luo Changsheng's sword thoughts dispersed at the last moment, and he didn't make a move.

It's a pity.

In the sleeve of this immortal dwelling guest, a dense number of silver filaments poured out, and the dusty silver filaments covered the sky and the sun like a waterfall.

Then he wrapped the four ancient swords and was about to pull them back into his sleeve.

Today, he came to Shushan, the biggest purpose is to recover the four Zhenshan ancient swords of Qiang Mountain, and cast an indestructible sword array for Luo Changsheng, as for Wang Yi and Ning Yi's bet under Changling, it is just a joke in his opinion.

In the whole world, the fist is the largest.

He Jiang Yuxu is rampant in the eastern realm, and there is also a Nirvana ancestor who is sleeping in the realm of life and death in Qiang Mountain.

Don't say it's a Shu Mountain.

He wants to take the sword, who can stop him in this Great Sui world?

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(There is only one chapter today, and there will be more tomorrow.) ）

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