The sharp blade-like sword qi raged in this area, blowing Zhou Yi's clothes, hunting, and looking extraordinarily elegant. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In a moment, the thirteen life-snatching swords surging like a river flowing, instantly intertwined and twisted, bursting out countless sword rays in the sky, almost condensing the essence of the killing intent in the air, as if it was about to swallow the entire heaven and earth!

Thirteen swords, swords and swords!

Every sword that snatches out of the sword is like a spiritual snake out of a hole, which makes people unguardable, but when it is recruited, it is as majestic and domineering as the long river, and when the sword is out again, it is like a lonely ghost haunted.

Thirteen swords of death, only two words - weird! It's weird and unguardable.

Airplanes!

The sound of the sword groaning became more and more crisp, setting off ripples between heaven and earth.

A long-dormant breath seeped out from the butterfly love flower in Zhou Yiheng's sheath, just like a long-sleeping dragon awakening, carrying an endless edge, straight into the sky, stirring the nine heavens.

Zhou Yi looked at the snatching spirit directly below with a calm face, beckoned slightly, as if the attack of the storm was not there, and said lightly: "Let me see the fourteenth sword and the fifteenth sword you have realized!" These mundane sword moves don't mean anything to me at all! ”

In an instant, a clear voice spread throughout the audience, and his previous words fell into the ears of the nearby Xiaoxiang Pavilion guards, no less than an incomparably sharp knife. Suddenly their faces were completely gloomy, this guy was too arrogant.

"As you wish!"

There was a hint of fierceness in his snatching eyes, he was not angered by Zhou Yi's words, but because the battle of the right talent had made him understand an obvious truth, his peerless fast sword and the first thirteen swords of the death could not hurt Zhou Yi at all, he was just wasting his efforts!

As soon as the footsteps of the snatching foot slammed, countless sword qi rippled around the body, and in just an instant, these sword qi filled the surrounding dozens of zhang area!

A chilling killing intent spread across the long street, and the audience present shivered, but many disciples of Xiaoxiang Pavilion had a playful look in their eyes, "The Fourteen Swords of Death are immortal swords that are beyond the world, and this time we will definitely be able to teach these thousand cups a good lesson not to get drunk!" ”

"These thousand cups are enough to be proud of if you are not drunk, and there are only a handful of people in the world who can make the soul use this trick."

Listening to the whispers of these Xiaoxiang Pavilion disciples, the faces of the other people who came to watch the battle changed, obviously they had also heard of the name of the Fourteen Swords, and their eyes showed anticipation.

The already terrifying and peerless aura on the body of the snatcher suddenly skyrocketed. The terrifying aura that had already made ordinary swordsmen worship it was like a galaxy of lightning skyrocketing several times, and in an instant, there was only a snatch between heaven and earth!

Only the sword in the hands of the snatcher and the snatcher!

Zhou Yi looked at the snatching spirit, looked at the sword that was slowly stabbing in, and felt an unprecedented pressure rushing towards him like a stormy wave.

Killing the Fourteen Swords, what kind of terrifying and terrifying swordsmanship is that? Zhou Yi wanted to know that the butterfly love flower that was trembling violently in his hand was already eager to try!

The sword flashed, and the sword was drawn!

At the moment when the sword was drawn, the momentum on Zhou Yi's body also changed rapidly, and the original laziness and casualness suddenly disappeared, and Zhou Yi's whole person at this moment seemed to have turned into a sword, a sword qi spanning 30,000 miles, and a sword was a true divine sword of the nineteen continents.

This time, Zhou Yi wants to face this fateful duel with Xie Xiaofeng's sword!

Finally, the fourteenth sword of death was swung out!

The sword of the Snatch is slow, very slow, unusually slow!

But although it is very slow, the sword style is still changing, and suddenly a sword swings out, not boundary, not out of order, but this sword is like the finishing touch of Wu Daozi, although it is empty, it is the hub of all changes!

Then he stabbed his fourteenth sword!

The sword qi and murderous aura on the entire long street were very heavy, as if the sky was full of dark clouds, and with the stabbing of this sword, all of a sudden the dark clouds in the sky were removed, and the sun appeared.

It's not the kind of warm sunshine, but the scorching sun, its red as blood! With this sword stabbing out, all the changes have really reached the end, and the flowing water that has reached the end is now like it has been completely exhausted, and his strength is about to be exhausted!

All the beauty of the world has disappeared under this sword, and everything in the world has fallen into boundless silence!

Sonorous...

At the moment when the sword light flashed, a crisp sword sound rippled from the void in the distance.

Whether it was Murong Chunqiu on the Songhe Tower or the Xiaoxiang Four Swords guarding in the distance, their eyes were all condensed, staring straight at the void in the distance, only to see that there, a dazzling sword light burst out from the void, which made people's eyes sting.

The white sword qi spanned the entire heaven and earth, majestic and powerful, as if the vast sea was endless, and the sky was pressed down, and the whole heaven and earth set off a terrible sword roar.

Looking from a distance, there seemed to be thousands of sword qi torn in the sky above Suzhou City, and there were sword qi everywhere, although Zhou Yi's figure could not be seen, but the radius of more than 100 zhang was filled with sword qi.

This scene deeply shocked everyone present, and gradually sharp-eyed people could vaguely see that in the white sword qi, clusters of flames were slowly rising.

This is sword fire, a flame that is completely condensed by sword qi.

In an instant, this cluster of sword fire had already shown the trend of burning the plain, sweeping the entire sky.

Murong Yanran stood on the side of the street and looked up, only to feel that a raging fire had landed in this world from the end of the heavenly dome.

"Is this the burning of heaven and earth?"

In the thousands of sword qi, Zhou Yi's figure slowly appeared, and then the butterfly love flower in his hand stabbed out extremely slowly.

At this moment, an indescribable depression rose from the butterfly love flower, and at the moment when the two peerless sword qi collided, thousands of rays of light burst out in the sky, as if outlining the entire heavenly dome, and the monstrous sword qi was pressed down all over the sky. The sword battle became more and more fierce, and the sword wind of Xiao Killing was stirring all over the long street!

Gradually? The gale on the long street was blowing harder and stronger, and the sky was full of dust. From time to time, the electric light flickered in the sky. The heavens and the earth flickered brightly and darkly. There seems to be some kind of mysterious existence in the darkness, echoing from afar above the nine heavens.

Feeling the existence of Zhou Yi in the sword realm, the battle intent at this moment had swelled to an unprecedented peak, and the long sword became more and more powerful, and he couldn't help but let out a low roar.

"Almost, just a little!"

Phew——!

At this moment, the Soul Snatching Sword Style, which had just finished the fourteenth sword, suddenly stopped, stopped all movements, and stood quietly in mid-air, looking at Zhou Yi from afar, with a strange smile on the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, Zhou Yi had no time to retract his sword style, and the mighty sword qi fell down overwhelmingly, and he could almost meet the snatching of the move, and there was definitely only such an ending as death under the sword!

Zhou Yi's eyes widened in horror, looking at the figure slowly falling in the distance, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, and he muttered a few silent words.

I'm not a snatcher! (To be continued.) )