Chen Xiao's words were like a bolt from the blue.

In an instant, the sword was as if it had been struck by lightning, and he even forgot the pain, and his eyes widened.

The mysterious young man in front of him actually claimed just now that he had defeated Jian Yueming with three swords!

"What a joke!"

Jian Fei roared, like an angry beast, full of angry eyes, locked on Chen Xiao: "You don't understand the strength of the Yueming clan sister at all! As a Tianjiao of the sword family once in five hundred years, she has reached a small sword momentum just by attaining the sword path, not to mention ......"

The words are not finished yet.

But seeing that Chen Xiao's mind moved slightly, in an instant, everyone's swords chanted in unison, as if they had met the king of the sword, and they rose up one after another, and worshiped the young man with a trembling voice.

Sword Mood, I am the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords!

"My sword—"

"My saber actually ran away on its own!"

"What the hell is going on?!"

Many people immediately exclaimed, all of them dumbfounded.

"The sword is Xiaocheng, is it very powerful?"

At the same time, Chen Xiao's tone was indifferent, and Gujing Bubo said.

Jian Fei was instantly silent.

There was no energy to manipulate, but there was a sharp sword in the air, pointing directly at his throat.

It can well be imagined.

With just one thought, Chen Xiao could behead him in an instant, and he could not die on the spot!

What's more......

Without mana, and without the need for spirit, the means of controlling the sword weapon make the sword beat wildly, a shocking name, involuntarily floating in my heart.

"Sword, sword state of mind—"

The moment he spit out these three words, the whole person of Jian Fei was like a mourner, as if he had exhausted the energy of his whole body.

When you reach the sword state of mind, you can be called the king of swords.

In a flash, Wan Jian bowed his head.

Even if it is a huge Canglan Sword Master, known as the No. 1 Sword Dao in Zhongtianzhou, after thousands of years of accumulation, it only has a few sword kings.

No matter which one it is, it is a rare and strong person.

In this kind of realm, even if the talent is as strong as Jian Yueming, there is still a long distance between the kendo attainment and the sword state of mind.

But the young man in front of him is already a sword king!

"Your Excellency, I admit that this time, I have indeed lost my eyes. ”

Jian Feijie took a deep breath, forcibly pressed the shock in his heart, and said word by word: "However, there is no life-and-death enmity between the two of us, if you are willing to stop it, the suspicion between us can be completely written off." ”

Speaking of this, he paused slightly, and then smiled: "As a sword king, Your Excellency must often find a fellow Daoist in the cultivation of the sword. However, there are at least five surviving sword kings in the sword family, and perhaps your Excellency can have a lot of common language with those predecessors. ”

Compared with Jian Yueming, who is obsessed with kendo and dedicated to cultivation, Jian Fei's way of speaking is obviously much more clever.

On the one hand, it shows the meaning of concession just right.

On the other hand, it also showed the strength of the sword family, with a faint hint of threat, to warn Chen Xiao that although the sword king was powerful, the sword family was not helpless.

Even, if the sword family is ruthless, even if they want to destroy a sword king, it is not impossible!

"Five Sword Kings?"

If other warriors were here, they might really be bluffed by the sword.

After all, defeating a sword family Tianjiao and being the enemy of the entire sword family are two concepts at all!

However, Chen Xiao just shook his head, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and his eyes narrowed: "Are you threatening me?"

"If you think I'm threatening, then consider it a threat. ”

Jian Feijue frowned slightly, Chen Xiao's reaction seemed to be a little different from what he imagined.

Originally, in his expectation, even if Chen Xiao didn't feel frightened, he would be somewhat jealous.

But now......

On this young man's face, his expression is still unwavering, like a vast ocean, calm to the point of throbbing!

"At the beginning, there was a guy named Jian Chenzi who also threatened me like this. ”

Suddenly, Chen Xiao grinned, revealing a mouthful of smooth teeth: "Then, I cut off his spiritual projection." ”

At this moment, the sword was terrifying.

I saw Chen Xiao suddenly take a step, and there was a sword light on his fingertips that jumped brightly, and he slashed out a sword into the void.

Hmmm-

At this moment.

Jian Fei suddenly shuddered, and his soul shuddered, as if there was a terrifying shadow, suddenly enveloping his whole body.

The next moment.

A huge sense of loss suddenly hit my heart.

"My Flame Sword Intent!Why did my Flame Sword Intent suddenly disappear?!"

He immediately sensed something, and couldn't help but scream in horror, and even, at this time, Jian Fei's heart was thousands of times more frightened than when he was defeated by Chen Xiao with one finger before!

He was mad and drummed up his spiritual power, wanting to urge the flame sword intent with infinite edge and no burning of anything.

However, even his lips were bitten, his palms were bleeding, and his eyes were bleeding, but his soul was empty, and the once invincible flame sword intent had long since disappeared without a trace.

"This can't be! No, absolutely impossible! What the hell have you done!!"

The sword was bloodshot and roared hysterically.

Chen Xiao's sword is unpredictable.

Don't cut the body, don't cut the mana, only the realm of the sword!

From this moment on.

Jian Fei no longer possessed the peak sword intent, but completely fell into the mortal dust and became an ordinary sword-wielding martial artist.

There is no doubt that this is simply a fall from heaven to hell!

"As a punishment for my attack, I will cut off your sword path realm. ”

Chen Xiao withdrew his hand slowly, and looked at Jian Feijie calmly: "If there is a next time, I will not spare it." ”

Every word.

It's as if the light of the divine sword shines on the world, fiercely cutting through the sword's spiritual defense.

"I don't believe ......"

Jian Feijie let out a low snort, rolled his eyes, and finally passed out completely.

At this moment, silence is better than sound.

Jian Feng and the others were all frightened, watching Chen Xiao coming, his body seemed to weigh more than a thousand pounds, and he was frozen in place one by one, unable to even move.

"My God, we don't have flowers, do we?"

"That person is really a swordsman's sword, and he is completely defeated in the hands of a young man?"

"Oh my god! This young man in white, what kind of sacredness is healed!"

Even the soldiers of the Black Iron Battalion were shocked, and they all stood in the distance at this time, and no one dared to take a step forward.

That young man was so cruel that the Tianjiao of the sword family said that it would be wasted, and a sword slashed down the realm of the sword and knocked a sword cultivation genius into the dust, such means were even more unheard of!

"Stop—"

Right now.

With a loud shout, it suddenly exploded in the black iron camp.

......

(End of chapter)