This sword, like the fall of the Nine Heavens Galaxy, is mighty and mighty, and there is no end in sight, making people unable to imagine its sharpness.

A sword came out and the heavens and the earth were shocked, and Mo Xingyun's sword dao had reached a terrifying situation.

Swish!

The sword and the pen walked the dragon and snake, it was incredibly fast, and in an instant, it penetrated the space and slashed at Zhang Jian's body, and a violent roar rushed into the sky, echoing in all directions.

"What a terrifying sword, worthy of Mo Xingyun, Zhang Jian didn't have time to resist it!"

"Zhang Jian shouldn't be killed, this sword is too terrifying, even if it is an ordinary sublimation realm ninefold powerhouse, it can't be stopped!"

"Is Zhang Jian dead?"

Tens of thousands of people were shocked, and their eyes looked at where Zhang Jian was, and they were shocked by Mo Xingyun's sword one by one, guessing whether Zhang Jian was still alive.

The smoke disappeared, Zhang Jian was still standing in place, and he was not injured in the slightest, intact, Mo Xingyun's sword turned out to be in vain!

"How is it possible, Mo Xingyun's earth-shattering sword, not only did not kill Zhang Jian, but also didn't even leave a single scar!"

"What happened just now, it's incredible, could it be that Zhang Jian used some treasures, it is said that he killed the Nine Emperor Princes, he should have obtained some spirit rune treasures!"

"But even if it's a treasure talisman, the effect is limited, even if it can be blocked, how can it be so scarless!"

Many spectators widened their eyes with shocked and shocked faces.

At this time, Mo Xingyun's eyes were also slightly condensed, but he didn't care too much, the sword just now was just a random blow from him.

"You're too weak!"

Zhang Jian stood with his hands in his hands, without the slightest movement, he didn't use any means to carry the sword just now, he carried it with his body.

Now that Zhang Jian has recast the supreme divine body, the five elements are small, and the strength of his physical body is already extremely terrifying, comparable to a low-level holy weapon.

The holy weapon has mysterious and unpredictable abilities, because it is refined by the powerhouses of the Saint Realm, with a trace of the power of time, and it is indestructible, with many wonderful powers.

Although Zhang Jian's physical body does not have the ability of holy weapons, its hardness is not inferior at all, although Mo Xingyun is strong, but he does not enter the peak realm, such an attack cannot hurt Zhang Jian.

"People in the world practice swords, all with the sword as the main body, but my sword, there is only one sword qi, this sword qi is my strength, is my sword, but also my belief, if you can take my sword, I will admit that you have the qualifications to become my opponent!"

Mo Xingyun was lonely and arrogant, his face was cold, and he was cold by nature, he did not waver in the slightest about Zhang Jian's words, but slowly spoke, as if he was stating a fact.

"Zha!"

Mo Xingyun opened his mouth and spit out, and in an instant, a brilliant sword light that was more vast than before, like a true dragon soaring into the sky, like a Kunpeng soaring into the sky, an indescribable sword qi coercion, filling the air.

The space couldn't bear it directly, it collapsed and opened, and the terrifying space storm blew out of it, roaring in all directions, a crack that was clearly visible to the naked eye, with Mo Xingyun as the center, splitting the sky up and the earth down, as if the sky and the earth were separated from him.

Countless buildings couldn't bear to turn into powder, the willow trees that could be seen everywhere were cut by the sword qi, and the willow leaves flew all over the sky, and many of the people watching the battle were injured by the sword qi and died tragically directly, and more people were shocked and quickly retreated, and they withdrew from the distance in an instant.

Between heaven and earth, only Zhang Jian and Mo Xingyun stood proudly in the sky, invincible.

Mo Xingyun has detached himself from the essence of the sword by cultivating his sword, and his sword qi is comparable to a real sword weapon.

Tear and pull!

The sword qi traversed the east and west, tearing through the void, as fast as the extreme, like an angry tornado, roaring.

"Shattering the Heavens!"

Mo Xingyun's natal sword qi is extremely powerful, although Zhang Jian is confident, but he is not an arrogant fool, he formed a Shattering Heaven Seal and landed on his fist.

Zhang Jian harnessed his divine power, stepped on the heavens and the earth, and punched out.

In an instant, the sky was turned upside down, the sun and moon hung upside down, the void shattered, and Zhang Jian stepped forward with an invincible body and smashed on the sword qi with a punch.

"Bang!"

This natal sword qi couldn't withstand the strength of Zhang Jian's fist, and it exploded violently, turning into a violent sword qi storm, roaring in all directions, the sword qi storm spread, and the sky darkened, like falling into the night.

Under the gaze of tens of thousands of living beings, Zhang Jian punched the sky, shattering Mo Xingyun's natal sword qi, and stunned everyone's eyes.

If Zhang Jian was able to block it with a blow before, maybe it was with some treasures, but this time Mo Xingyun used his natal sword qi, not only failed to hurt Zhang Jian, but was also blown up by a punch, which is incredible.

You must know that Mo Xingyun used this natal sword qi to slash the peak realm powerhouse in the first place, which shows what terrifying power this natal sword qi has.

However, even such a natal sword qi was blown up by Zhang Jian's punch, so how strong should Zhang Jian be, could it be that he is a powerhouse in the Peak Realm?

In an instant, everyone only felt that their cognition was subverted, and it was unbelievable.

The sword qi roared, suddenly swam rapidly, and turned into a sword qi dragon again, suspended in front of Mo Xingyun's body, as if nothing had happened, but Mo Xingyun's face sank slightly, and his gaze towards Zhang Jian was more important.

"Your strength is good, no wonder you are so reckless and confident, you can block my natal sword qi, presumably you also have a special physique, it's a pity, but you can die under my self-created swordsmanship, you are also an honor!"

With a hint of pity in Mo Xingyun's eyes, he decided not to keep his hand anymore, even if Zhang Jian's body was refined steel, he could break it with one sword.

"I practiced swordsmanship at the age of three, and it has been twenty-five years since then, and I have practiced countless swordsmanship, and I have three kinds of sword intent alone, and I have mastered three thousand three hundred and thirty-three swordsmanship in this life. ”

"Although there is still a lack of an opportunity now, it is not far off, you can be the first to see my swordsmanship, it is enough to be proud!"

Mo Xingyun spoke slowly, every word and every sound of his voice seemed to turn into a sword qi, the sword sound rang for a long time, and in an instant, thousands of sword qi roared up, turning into a storm, surrounding Mo Xingyun's body.

There are a total of three thousand three hundred and thirty-three sword qi, each sword qi represents a sword technique mastered by Mo Xingyun, which is extremely terrifying, the sun and moon are dim, and the sky is broken, like a scene of doomsday.

"Qiankun Slashing Technique!"

Mo Xingyun spit out word by word, the sound shook for thousands of miles, he grabbed the natal sword qi in front of him, and in an instant, the three thousand three hundred and thirty-three sword qi were like a milk swallow returning to the nest, and quickly submerged into the natal sword qi.

When the three thousand three hundred and thirty-three sword qi were all integrated into the natal sword qi, the sword light was like a rainbow, replacing the sun, illuminating the eight directions, and everyone watching the battle was so frightened that they couldn't speak at this moment, looking up at the sky, terrified.

This sword slashed out, reversing cause and effect, transcending space, and the sword rays of thousands of zhang crossed the east and west, for a thousand years in an instant, and went straight to Zhang Jian.

This sword already has the power of three points to ascend to the peak realm.

However, in the face of this sword that dominated the world, Zhang Jian's expression was still calm, he had no joy or sorrow, his lips were slightly open, but his words remained unchanged.

"You're too weak!" As soon as the words came out, Zhang Jian stretched out his hand and shook it, pulling out the Demon Slashing Sword from the void!