Look carefully, on the sword of the cold sword, in addition to the black curse power, there are also blood marks, and the martial artist with a nine-layer body who fell down also has blood marks on his abdomen, and quickly, blood flows.

As the blood dripped down, the sword of the cold sword became more murderous and cold.

The edge of the sword blooms in a pool of blood.

Maybe it's because it's been 100,000 years, and there is finally a person like Leng Jian who dares to use a sword, and the blades of the invisible backlog of heaven and earth all rise on Leng Jian's body.

"I can't help myself!" With a slight sound, the cold sword turned around and stabbed at the other person again.

The sword soul emerged, this long sword was handy in the hands of the cold sword, and it came out in one step, it was the first sword of the lonely cliff, and then one step, it was the second sword, and when the third sword fell, this martial artist of the Kang family's half-pulse realm also fell.

"Kang family, come on, let's see if your blood is scattered here in this Bone Fire Mountain Range, or if the sword of my cold sword is buried here forever. His gaze was firm, and the cold sword snorted heavily.

Swordsman, you need to have courage.

In particular, the sword has been cursed for 100,000 years, and if you don't have the courage, you will definitely be drowned by the curse.

Leng Jian knows this very well.

Leng Jian also knew that now his courage was brought by the Eternal Heavenly Monument, and he wanted to truly and completely transform the courage brought by the Eternal Heavenly Monument into his own courage, and these people from the Kang family were the bridge for his courage transformation.

Because it is really possible that one day, the Eternal Heavenly Monument will leave. It's like he doesn't know why the Eternal Monument is in his cursed sword soul.

The sword was unsheathed, and Leng Jian began to look for the people of the Kang family.

Although the Kang family has brought a lot of people, but more of them are only nine-layer and half-pulse realm martial artists in the flesh, and there are very few real pulse realms, as long as the cold sword avoids those pulse realms, the others are here to practice swords for him.

Next, Leng Jian turned on his killing mode.

In order to find him quickly, the martial artists of the Kang family worked in a team of two and scattered to find him, basically a ninth-level martial artist with a physical body and a martial artist from the half-pulse realm.

In a full five days, Leng Jian killed sixteen people.

And in these five days, Leng Jian also used the first four swords of the Eleventh Sword of Lonely Cliff proficiently, if it weren't for the realm reasons, he would probably have already comprehended the fifth sword.

And more importantly, the cold sword once again opened its pulse, reaching the half-pulse realm.

Above the physical realm, there are the real three realms of martial artists, and the first realm of the three realms of martial artists is the three veins realm. There are three meridians in the body of a warrior that contain the spiritual power of heaven and earth, extending from the heart to all parts of the body.

Open one of the meridians, that is the first vein realm, open two, that is, the second vein realm, and then the third vein realm.

In the past few days, he has been constantly fighting with the martial artists of the Half-Vein Realm, and Leng Jian's own strength is constantly improving, and the inherent strength in his body has broken through one of the meridians to a certain extent.

But it's not yet fully impacted, and it's been opened.

But at this time, the cold sword was already able to absorb and urge the aura of heaven and earth to a large extent, and this was the half-pulse realm.

I believe that after a few more days of fighting, or cultivation, he will be able to completely open up this meridian, become a real martial artist again, and return to the vein realm.

"Kang Jing, it's coming soon, I believe it won't be long before my cold sword will stand in front of you again. Leng Jian said heavily in his heart.

After that, Leng Jian thought about it for a while, and it was better to meditate on it first to break through to the pulse realm.

Because the killing of the people of the Kang family in the past few days will definitely attract the attention of the martial artists of the Kang family, and they will definitely not let the martial artists under the pulse realm search for the cold sword alone.

Then, Leng Jian found a place on a mountain cliff.

He planned to carve a small hole in the middle of the cliff for him to hide and break through.

After all, in addition to the martial artists of the Kang family, Leng Jian also had to think about avoiding the attacks of fierce beasts and demon beasts, and in the middle of the cliff, there would generally be no fierce beasts.

However, Leng Jian had just found a mountain cliff, and three figures had also appeared here, and there was no doubt that they were from the Kang family.

One of the young men, the moment he saw Leng Jian, he killed fiercely, "Leng Jian, kill my Kang family, cut off my cousin's arms, I Kang Xun will kill you!"

"Cousin, Kang Chong is your cousin, it seems that you are also a young master of the Kang family, just right, killing you is better than killing other people to make the Kang family's heart ache. Leng Jian showed no weakness.

"Look for death!" Kang Xun roared, pulled out a long knife from his back, and slashed directly at the cold sword.

"You two, call someone!" At the same time, Kang Xun also ordered the two people who followed. Obviously, although angry, this Kang Xun is still in his senses, and directly asks for help.

"Yes, young master!" the two nodded, and took out the flare from their bosoms and released it.

Immediately, a firework appeared in the cliff sky.

"Flare, these days, I have been scared to kill, are you preparing this thing? Leng Jian said disdainfully. However, Leng Jian's heart also became heavy, and it must be a quick decision.

Drawing his sword and stepping forward quickly, it was directly the second sword of the Eleven Swords of the Lonely Cliff.

Swords collide with swords, sparks fly.

This time, the cold sword was no longer strong, at the moment of the collision, Kang Xun's long knife was shocked, and the cold sword was shocked and retreated, and the momentum of the impact made his clothes hunt even more.

Looking at it again, Kang Xun's knife and arm were filled with the power of the complete aura of heaven and earth.

"Pulse Realm, you are a Pulse Realm!" Stabilizing his retreating figure, Leng Jian said heavily, his expression becoming more solemn.

Compared to the heaviness of the cold sword, Kang Xun was even more surprised, because under his sword, the cold sword only took a few steps back. And feeling the power of the cold sword is definitely not a pulse realm, and besides, the cold sword can't be a pulse realm.

But looking at some of the aura power on Leng Jian's body, it was the sign of the half-pulse realm.

"Half-pulse realm, how could it be?" Kang Xun said in disbelief.

The cold sword broke through again.

Is the cursed sword soul fake?

"One Pulse Realm, then give it a try!" At this moment, Leng Jian did not flinch, he wanted to fight with the martial artists of the One Pulse Realm, because this was the real cross-border challenge.

And he has that confidence.

When he was in the realm of the ninth layer of the flesh, it was extremely easy for him to kill a martial artist in the half-pulse realm, and now that he had reached the half-pulse realm, he naturally had to be able to fight a martial artist in the one-pulse realm, otherwise what was the point of this breakthrough.

The sword in his hand was clenched, and all his strength was gathered on it.

"Lonely Cliff - Third Sword!" With a slight sound, the cold sword seemed to incarnate itself into a lonely cliff under the momentum, and the sword in his hand was also humming, and the power above it continued to increase.

When the strength had accumulated to a certain extent, the sword slashed towards Kang Xun.

At the same time, the shadow of the sword soul appeared, which made the power of this sword even stronger.

"Looking for death!" Seeing that Leng Jian still dared to attack him, Kang Xun shouted again to find death, he was a one-vein realm, how could he tolerate a half-vein realm martial artist to strike in front of him first.

"Borrow the wind knife!" With a full shout, the aura on Kang Xun's body turned into wind power on the knife body, like a tornado sweeping the knife, slashing towards the cold sword, invisibly, the strength seemed to have multiplied several times.