This sword is like thunder and lightning, like a long rainbow through the sky.

The endless terrifying sword intent was condensed in a white point of light, which seemed to come slowly, but without the slightest flaw, like the gentle sigh of death, people could not resist at all, and could only lose consciousness unconsciously, sink, and finally be destroyed.

The timing and position of Zhong Wenjian's move were wonderful, as if he had predicted the sword master's movements in advance, and he was clearly the last to strike, but not only could he hit the sword master first, but he would not be injured, which could be described as invincible.

The elegance of this sword made all the people in the surrounding Heavenly Sword Mountain Villa moved, and even the Holy Land Elder Jian Qing's eyebrows were shocked, and his eyes showed an incredible look.

Sword Absolute has so much experience in combat, he instantly judged that if he continued, he would be seriously injured if he didn't die, his body twisted, his feet kicked, and he retreated backwards with a movement that was difficult for ordinary people to make, and the speed was so fast that it was not inferior to Zhong Wen's sword momentum.

However, as if he had already anticipated his every move, Zhong Wen's long sword actually turned around at the same time, chasing after the sword, and the two of them moved in unison, without the slightest time difference, as if they had practiced it thousands of times in advance.

Seeing that this terrifying sword move was like a shadow, and he couldn't shake it off, the sword had no choice but to continue to dodge.

However, no matter how Jian Jue retreated, dodged, and changed direction, Zhong Wen could always anticipate the enemy's opportunity, at the beginning, the two of them moved fairly synchronously, but later, his sword moves and pace actually became faster than Jian Jue, one step ahead, waiting for Jian Jue to crash into the door by himself.

In the world, there are such wonderful people!

Jian Qingmei covered his lips with his hand, and looked at the two young men facing each other in surprise in the field.

She knew the strength of the sword perfectly, watching this Holy Land Tianjiao being forced by a young man two years younger than him to be embarrassed and helpless, she had a sense of not waking up yet, still in a trance in a dream.

The movements of the two seem to change frequently, but in fact, it all happens in a moment.

If you say that you fought with Liu Qiqi, the sword fight was very enjoyable, and the defeat was convincing.

So in the face of Zhong Wen, he was full of strength and nowhere to go, and he was so aggrieved that he wanted to vomit blood.

tried his best, but he couldn't get rid of Zhong Wen's sword, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes, and he could only watch this earth-shattering sword attack in his chest, and the long sword in his hand barely sent forward, stabbing Zhong Wen's left arm, thinking that even if he was seriously injured, he would let the other party bleed.

However, at this time, Zhong Wen's combat deduction ability had reached a terrifying situation, his body was slightly on one side, his left shoulder was thrown back, and he skillfully dodged Jian Jue's counterattack, and he was not even willing to let him take advantage of this lost advantage.

At the same time, the long sword in his right hand was a few points faster by taking advantage of the sideways momentum, and it was less than an inch away from the sword master's chest.

"Hey!"

Jian Qingmei knew that the overall situation had been decided, sighed lightly, and was about to save Jian Jue, and then let him admit defeat, so as not to seriously injure this precious nephew.

It was too late, it was too fast, and a terrifying sword aura suddenly flew from the sky in the distance, hitting Zhong Wen's location fiercely.

This sword qi did not have a gorgeous and dazzling light, nor did it have any earth-shattering sound effects.

Zhong Wen was like a monkey who was being targeted by the Buddha, his pupils contracted sharply, his cold hairs stood up, and he instinctively felt the threat of life.

What a terrifying sword intent!

The power contained in this sword qi was far superior to any opponent Zhong Wen had ever encountered, as if the boundless sword intent that was about to pierce the sky was condensed into one point, constantly oppressing the surrounding air, trying to break through the limitations of time and space, bringing extreme destruction.

Is it a saint?

Zhong Wen's body flickered, and the whole person appeared a few feet away in an instant, but he was shocked to find that he still couldn't escape the range of the sword qi.

Knowing that he couldn't avoid this sword qi, his brain was running rapidly, and at the same time urging the "Purple Qi from the East" and the "Spirit Pattern Refining Body Technique", the purple smoke on his body was fluttering, and the silver light was shining, which looked quite dazzling.

At the same time, the long sword in his right hand spun around quickly, and two black and white Tai Chi Yin and Yang diagrams appeared in front of and behind him, each of which rotated rapidly in opposite directions.

This type of "Mixed Yuan Dao Sword" can be unfolded, and the terrifying sword qi can't wait to collide with the Taiji Yin and Yang Diagram that is blocking Zhong Wen's body.

In the imagination, the scene where the sword qi itself entered in front of the Taiji diagram and then came out from the Taiji diagram behind it did not appear.

The Taiji Yin and Yang Diagram, which is known to have the power of space, was actually shattered by this sword qi!

Then, this sword qi was unstoppable, and in Zhong Wen's stunned eyes, it slammed into the silver light pattern on his chest.

"Poof!"

The terrifying sword intent effortlessly penetrated the layers of defenses laid by the "Spirit Pattern Body Refining Technique", burrowed into his body and wantonly destroyed, doing whatever he wanted, Zhong Wen only felt an indescribable pain coming from his chest, and couldn't help but spit blood, and his body flew straight backwards, slamming into a mountain wall.

Finally, the sword qi was twisted a little by the "Transferring Flowers and Jade", and failed to hit the heart, otherwise he would have returned to the west at this time, and he would have died with a whimper.

"Zhong Wen!"

Things happened too suddenly, even with Lin Zhiyun's strong cultivation, she didn't have time to help, at this time, seeing Zhong Wen's pale face and atrophied expression, she couldn't help but be taken aback, moved her jade feet, and instantly appeared in front of Zhong Wen, and pulled out the long sword at her waist with a "swish", protecting him behind her.

"Huh, you're not dead?"

An old voice sounded from the top of everyone's heads, Lin Zhiyun looked up, and saw an old man with white hair and white beard, and fairy wind bones hanging in the air, holding an ancient long sword in his hand, his white robe fluttering slightly in the wind, and his body carried a powerful aura of a peerless master.

Without waiting for Lin Zhiyun to open his mouth to reprimand, the old man waved the long sword in his hand, and once again slashed out a sword qi, chasing Zhong Wen below: "If you want to kill my apprentice, you want to see how many swords you can block me?"

The sword intent contained in this sword qi was actually a few points stronger than the previous one.

Zhong Wen had not yet recovered from the previous attack, and was taking out a bottle of "Huitian Pill" from the ring, intending to take medicine to heal his wounds, when he saw that the other party couldn't help but chase after him, he wanted to resist, but he was powerless, he really wanted to cry without tears, and his chest was tight.

"Ten Thousand Swords!"

How could Lin Zhiyun allow him to shoot at Zhong Wen again and again, the long sword in his hand shook, and two words gently spit out in his mouth.

In an instant, thousands of golden spirit swords appeared in the sky behind her, and these many golden lights shone at the same time, exuding a brilliance that was even more dazzling than the sun, and the surface of each spirit sword revealed a trace of bone-chilling coldness, far away, the people of the Heavenly Sword Mountain Villa could still feel the terrifying power contained in the spirit sword.

The moment he saw the golden sword in the sky, the old man in white's face changed slightly, showing a trace of solemnity.

The long sword in Lin Zhiyun's hand pointed directly at the old man, and the golden spirit sword behind him seemed to have received an order, drawing a dazzling golden afterimage in the air, facing the terrifying sword qi.

As soon as the spiritual power of the two sides came into contact, a golden sword light was shattered by the sword qi slashed out by the old man, dissipating into invisibility.

After the sword qi smashed the golden sword light, it only delayed slightly, and then it moved forward bravely again, colliding with the second golden sword light.

The second way, break!

The third way, break!

Fourth ......

As the number of slashing sword lights increased, the momentum of the sword qi gradually weakened, but the sword light condensed by the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect seemed to be endless, surging madly with the momentum of "ants bite the elephant".

After the "passionate collision" with nearly a thousand golden spirit swords, the sword qi slashed out by the white-haired old man was finally unsustainable, getting weaker and weaker, and finally his momentum was exhausted and disappeared into the air.

"What a powerful female doll!"

The old man in white never thought that his sword qi would be cracked by a junior who looked to be in his twenties, and while he was surprised, he didn't feel a little excited, and his chest swelled with infinite battle intent, and the long sword in his right hand was raised high, ready to split.

"Senior Brother Yicheng, stop and listen to the little sister. Seeing Lin Zhiyun blocking this sword, Jian Qingmei's heart was relieved, and he hurriedly spoke out to persuade him.

It turned out that this old man in white was the mentor of Jian Jue, and he was also the great elder of Tianjian Villa who took Liu Qiqi back to the Holy Land, Sword City.

There has always been a recognized view in the cultivation world that among the same level, sword cultivation is the strongest.

Jian Yicheng is a pure sword cultivator, as the second master of the Heavenly Sword Villa after the saint, it is not an exaggeration to call him the first person under the saint.

"Senior sister, wait a moment. It was rare to meet an opponent who could catch his sword, his desire to fight was mobilized, where else could he take care of, just said casually, "When I deal with these two invaders, I will talk to you again." ”

Before the words fell, he slashed out a sword again, and the monstrous sword intent rolled up an endless flow of spiritual power, as if it was about to smash the entire space, and the power was even more incomparable than the previous two swords.

Lin Zhiyun was not afraid, and greeted him with thousands of sword lights.

Thousands of sword lights collided with sword qi, and a desperate battle began in the air.

This time, the terrifying sword aura of Sword Yicheng continued to slash out nearly 10,000 golden sword lights before it dissipated.

What a terrifying sword!

This sword was almost about to break Lin Zhiyun's ten thousand sword lights, and she couldn't help but feel frightened.

"Actually blocked!" Jian Yicheng's eyes widened, almost hard to believe that his sword that he was determined to win had failed to make a meritorious achievement.

The two confronted each other from afar, and they didn't continue to make a move for a while, and the powerful Spirit Venerable power continued to accumulate and precipitate in the air, like the calm before the storm, bringing a strong sense of oppression to the hearts of the people around them.

"It's been a long time since I've met such an interesting opponent. The sword looked solemn in the city, raised the long sword in his hand and slowly stabbed forward, and the spiritual power manifested six erected black spirit swords in the air, and the six sword lights were centered on themselves, constantly rotating and flying, forming a powerful sword qi field around him, "For more than ten years, this is the first time that the old man has used his spiritual skills, and you, a girl, are enough to be proud." ”

Lin Zhiyun's eyes froze, and he clearly didn't feel a trace of sword qi leaking out, but his body instinctively began to tremble, and a voice from nowhere lingered in his heart.

Dangerous!

Run!

"Heavenly Sword Seven Styles!"

The sword gently spit out four words from the mouth of the city, and the six black spirit swords around it turned from erection to horizontal, spinning rapidly in the air and heading straight for Lin Zhiyun, the sword qi field continued to expand, releasing an unimaginable sharp intent, and everywhere it passed, everything was destroyed, and even time and space seemed to be annihilated.

"Senior brother, be merciful!" Jian frowned, and couldn't help but dissuade him.