Yun Wuya suddenly had a sword in his hand, and his right hand lightly touched the hilt of the sword, and with a soft sound, a brilliant sword light slashed across the night sky and flew out.

The other party sacrificed his blade, and Yun Wuya was not arrogant enough to compete with it with flesh and blood.

A sword and a whip struck hundreds of times in the air in an instant, and explosions continued to explode in the air, and powerful qi currents splashed vertically and horizontally, scattering and agitating.

"Ahem, don't rely on the golden power to restrain the old man, this python whip is an eight-grade primary blade, beware of your inaccessible sword weapon being broken inch by inch. The long-bearded old man whipped in his hand, and his slightly lowered momentum soared again, and his white beard trembled and was aggressive.

"Really?" Yun Wuya squeezed a sneer out from between his teeth, "You just corrected the mistake of taking people from each other once, and you made the big mistake of taking things from the surface so quickly. It's really old, and the memory is greatly declining. Yun Wuya finally dropped the character of respecting the old and loving the young, and couldn't help but sneer, this sword weapon was only refined by the young master, it looks as black as ink, and the glorious murderous aura is constricted, without leaking a single slight, and the sword body is carved with a dragon pattern, although the young master did not say what grade it is, only said that this sword is called "Tenglong Sword", which has no attributes, but contains all the attributes in the world, because of people, but it must first drip blood to recognize the master, and only if it can be recognized by the sword spirit, it can be used.

Lu Suifeng once told that when it is not time for life and death, don't alarm the sword spirit, and don't cut off people's blades at will.

Yun Wuya's long sword was unsheathed, slashed and slashed hundreds of blows, and returned to the sheath, all in one go. His sword looked like it had never been sheathed.

The long-bearded old man's sense of battle is very old, and the long sword held by the other party into the sheath is the best opportunity for him to attack, with a low roar, the python whip in his hand is waved rapidly, and the length of the python in his hand has increased from seven or eight meters to seventy or eighty meters, entrenched in front of him;

The hovering green cockroach suddenly rose into the air, circling and winding towards Yun Wuya.

Goodbye to the long sword as black as ink out of the sheath, a golden ray burst out from the blade of the sword, drawing a dazzling arc of light, where the golden light passed, the air was like a stirring lake, swinging golden ripples.

Poof!

The green cockroach swirled in the air, and encountered the golden ripples rushing like a tide, the golden mangs were like water and blades, and instantly cut into the green python circling array, and the circle of cockroaches suddenly shattered, cracking inch by inch.

"How is this possible?" The long-bearded old man looked at the green python whip in his hand in shock, and was shocked that there was only one grip left, this was an eight-rank beginner blade! How could it be so vulnerable, and it was also a shattering fracture. The sword weapon in this kid's hand is black and dull, no matter how you look at it, it is an unpopular goods, how could he destroy his eight-grade green python whip in a breath, his heart is dripping blood, his intuition brain is not enough, and he has no time to think about it.

The golden light is like electricity when the air is slashed obliquely, the sharp and uncast edge is less than three feet close, turning abruptly, changing the split to cutting, the horizontal waist cutting, a sword and two styles, like flowing water, antelope hanging horns, no trace, people can not be guarded against.

The frightened pupils of the long-bearded old man contracted sharply, and a golden light swept in, and the sword aura was awe-inspiring, and his skin was painful. There is no blade in his hand, only a whip handle, how can he resist the enemy. Only to retreat, there is no extra choice, one foot on the ground, the figure instantly slipped back ten meters, and finally won the time for the first-line blade to be unsheathed.

The golden light sword qi followed like a shadow, always maintaining a distance of a few feet, and chased after him. At the last moment, a knife appeared in the hand of the long-bearded old man, and in a hurry, he could only quickly block it with a knife and a sheath.

With a bang, the sparks splashed, narrowly blocking the opponent's killer sword, and the body was shocked and staggered back at the same time. Before he could stabilize his footing, there was a pinch of gold under his eyes.

The long knife was finally unsheathed, and a sword shadow was raised in an instant, the sword struck, dozens of piercing sonorous sounds came from the electric light and flint, and countless sparks splashed all over the sky, even in the sun, it was as bright as fireworks.

"The kid is very well hidden, and it is really strong!" the long beard trembled, and the old man snorted lightly with a solemn expression.

"You're not as strong as you think!" Yun Wuya said coldly, his voice like ice.

The two of them opened a distance of ten meters again, and each other's eyes bloomed with fierce essence at the same time, and the void collided, as if the sword qi impacted, exploded, and rippled countless ripples.

"You only relied on the sharpness of your sword to win a small move. Next, after the battle, you will know which is stronger and which is weak!" The long-bearded old man held the hilt of the sword and slowly pulled out the knife, and the slight friction between the blade and the scabbard was sharp and piercing, and people's hearts couldn't help but contract.

A dazzling light burst out from the scabbard, and an incomparably fierce aura burst out in an instant, tearing through the strong wind, and distorting people's visual space.

Yun Wuya's expression was cold, the cold air on his body became more and more cold, and the whistling wind seemed to be deliberately avoiding, and he actually went around his body.

"My overlord knife splits the sky and the earth, and cuts everything!" The long-bearded old man said word by word, and the speed of drawing the knife slowly came out of the sheath with the rhythm of the voice, a dazzling brilliance, as if tearing open the sky, and the stone flew out like a shock, fast, fierce, ruthless, and murderous.

A crisp chirp.

When the opponent's sword was less than a foot close, Yun Wuyan's sword side came out of its sheath, as fast as a streamer's lightning flash, and a sword swung out and clicked on the tip of the opponent's sword with unmistakable accuracy, like two flying meteors suddenly collided, and exploded violently, bursting out with an earth-shattering explosion. The shattered air filled the air, pounding heavily on everyone's eardrums, making a buzzing and trembling sound.

The long-bearded old man seemed to have expected that this knife would be blocked by the other party, the moment the swords collided, the wrist suddenly shook, and dozens of knives were stabbed out in an instant, the knife was like a rainbow, the knife did not leave the opponent's death hole, the knife was killed, the endless edge pierced everything, strangulation, tearing everything, domineering.

Countless sharp knives strangled vertically and horizontally, pierced, cut, and shredded, and the figure of Yun Wuyan was visible to the naked eye, and it fell apart and cracked in an instant.

Is it possible to kill a Supreme Venerable with such ease?

The long-bearded old man was skeptical in his heart, but his hand was a real strangulation of the real thing, the resistance of the piercing, the heavy cutting feeling all proved the truth of all this, and it was by no means an illusory illusion.

The answer quickly emerged, but Yun Wuya's figure was presented in front of him intact and unscathed. The afterimage of Yun Wuyan is transformed by the power of Xuanyuan, both virtual and real, both virtual and real, and the meaning is reached, and when it reaches the realm of Venerable, every afterimage that is transformed will also send out a sharp kill, as if it is no different from the real body.

Yun Wuya was holding another sword in his hand at this moment, the scabbard was carved with a star mark pattern, the color was blue, deep and cold, just like the aura emanating from his body.

When the long-bearded old man was slightly frightened, a little purple light flew out like a star, breaking through the sky and shooting straight towards the door, and the slightest murderous aura made his skin cold and tingling.

The corners of the long-bearded old man's mouth were hooked, there was no sadness or joy on his face, he was as calm as water, and his sharp eyes locked on the other party's flying purple star from afar;

The knife came out, a blue cold light was wrapped in a terrifying knife intent, the air seemed to be like water at this moment, the water of the ancient well without waves, there was only one person and one sword left in heaven and earth, and there was nothing else. The human knife is one, integrated into the artistic conception of the ancient well without waves, and it is one.

There is a great difference between the way of the sword and the way of the sword, the momentum of the way of the sword is magnificent, the big opening and closing, the publicity of swallowing the sky and the earth, making people's blood boiling. The kendo, which pays attention to the artistic conception of the mysterious, the sublimation of exquisite skills, often strives for the minimum price, and is good at killing with one blow from the most unthinkable angle, which will leave people with a terrifying feeling.

Yun Wuya's gaze shrank slightly, and with a turn of his wrist, a bit of purple star clicked on the tip of the opponent's attack with unmistakable accuracy, and the artistic conception of Gujing Wubo shattered and disappeared.

The blades full of sword qi and swords of each other struck each other, sparks splashed, and the energy streamers overflowed.

At the moment when the long-bearded old man shattered, he suddenly retreated and shook his wrist, and the long knife in his hand trembled and burst out with a sharp sword that cut gold and split iron, and a beam of blue streamer seemed to be powerless, as if ignoring the distance of space, and it shot rapidly, pointing directly at the clouds not far ahead.

Wave!

The blue streamer that flew out was shredded by a purple ray halfway through. A cold star flashed from the shattered light and shadow, and rushed straight towards the center of the long-bearded old man's eyebrows.

In the eyes of others, it is just a little cold star, but it creates a chaotic spatial artistic conception for the long-bearded old man, which makes people visually confused, and he does not dare to easily swing his knife to resist the block. I can only close my eyes and flash backwards. No one knows why he didn't even dare to fight against the slightest cold star, and chose to retreat in horror. Because it is not in it, it is difficult to feel the mysterious artistic conception of this "lonely sword and broken star", only the person concerned knows it.

Yun Wuya withdrew the sword in his hand, a drop of blood slid down the tip of the sword to the ground, raised his eyes to look at the long-bearded man who was shrouded in sword intent, and retreated to a distance of ten meters, only a shallow blood mark on his cheek.

The two sides collided again, each striking a sword and a sword, one returned in vain, with an extra sword mark on his face, and the other stood in place, as if he had not moved half a step, but his whole body was unharmed.

"What kind of kendo artistic conception is this, unheard of!" the long-bearded old man blurted out a low-level question with no IQ in horror, is your opponent obligated to tell you?

"Lone Sword Shattering Star! Self-created, not very mature! Today, I just take this opportunity to try the trick and say" Yun Wuya is an idiot? But do you understand what he said? That's not over, what's the difference between saying it and not saying it? It's just confusing people's hearts, underestimating this piece of ice, sometimes it's really insidious, and you don't know if you hit the trick.