Obviously, Kang Xun's wind borrowing knife is not an ordinary martial art, but a low-grade martial art, which greatly enhances Kang Xun's explosive power, and his own aura turns into wind, and the knife uses this wind to enhance its strength.

However, because he had broken through the First Pulse Realm, Leng Jian could clearly feel the extent of Kang Xun's power.

Kang Xun's breath was a little unstable, which showed that Kang Xun had just broken through to the pulse realm for a long time.

This also made Leng Jian's confidence even more full.

Again, swords collided with swords, and lightning and flint erupted violently again. But this time, the cold sword did not retreat, some only had the strength to move forward, and on the sword, the aura continued to turn into a sharp edge, and under the momentum of the lonely cliff, it resisted the power of the sword by the wind.

"How could it be? Resisted? Young Master Xun is a real one-pulse realm martial artist!" This scene deeply shocked the two people who had just released the signal.

Skip the challenge to the people they've heard of, but never seen. Although there are several five-spirit-level martial soul geniuses in the Bone Fire Kingdom, none of them have crossed the border challenge.

At this moment, isn't Leng Jian just fighting across the border? With half a pulse realm, he hit Kang Xun's first pulse realm, even if Kang Xun only broke through to the first pulse realm for a short time, it was also a genuine one pulse realm!

Although Kang Xun was silent, only he knew how shocked he was in his heart.

He was also roaring in his heart, "Cold Sword, isn't this guy being devoured by the backlash, but even more demonic by the cursed sword soul?

Kang Xun was even more suspicious that he was dreaming.

But feeling the killing sword aura of the cold sword, Kang Xun understood that it was not a dream, it was real.

"Your vein is fake, why do you have such a little power? It seems that you are the same as Kang Chong, you are the real waste. Looking at Kang Xun, Leng Jian disdainful.

Sometimes, verbal psychological warfare can also make or break a battle.

Sure enough, hearing this, Kang Xun became angry and roared, "Leng Jian, you are really too arrogant, you are a cursed sword soul person, disliked by this heaven and earth, cursed waste, what do you have to be arrogant?"

In the anger, the momentum on Kang Xun's body seemed to increase, but if he felt it carefully, the power on his knife was weakened. Because of his anger, his heart was unstable, and his urging for martial arts was also unstable, and the power that the sword borrowed from his aura was greatly reduced.

Leng Jian would not let go of this opportunity, and the sword in his hand slashed, coupled with the shock of power, which made Kang Xun retreat heavily.

At that moment, Leng Jian jumped high.

The shadow of the sword soul resurfaced, diffusing the power of the curse, making the power of the curse on the sword even stronger.

Under the power of the curse, the cold sword looked even more arrogant, more like a lonely cliff in the endless wind, the sword was humming, accumulating stronger strength.

When he jumped to the highest point he could reach, his strength was also accumulated to a limit.

And this limit is his Lonely Cliff Fourth Sword!

From top to bottom, Leng Jian's courage was stronger, as if Kang Xun was doomed.

"Die!" At this moment, Leng Jian was also angry.

"Do you think it's possible for Ben Shao to die?" Looking at the powerful sword that fell from the sky, the crazy Kang Xun seemed to ignore anything, roared angrily, and the sword soul appeared in his eyebrows.

Looking at the spirit pattern on his knife, it is also a one, Kang Xun's sword soul is a spirit level.

However, the martial artists of the pulse realm can greatly urge the power of their martial souls.

Under the aura, the shadow of the sword soul quickly grew larger, and it actually merged with the knife in his hand. Then, the wind that surrounds his knife really swept up and was visible to the naked eye.

"Give Ben less pieces!"

Kang Xun, a knife slashed upward.

The two collided together for the third time.

This time, it seemed that it was still evenly matched, but soon, Kang Xun discovered that something was wrong, that is, the cursed power of the cold sword began to erode the power of his sword wind, as well as the power of his sword soul.

Suddenly, his sea of consciousness began to feel a sting, a real sting.

All of a sudden, Kang Xun withdrew most of the sword soul power.

And this retraction also indicates that he has been defeated, the knife has been knocked away, and he has fallen again.

"Sure enough, the power of the curse can crush the power of the martial soul!" Seeing this scene, Leng Jian said excitedly in his heart.

The power of the curse is terrifying, making any power fearful, and the same is true for the martial soul, so from the very beginning, Leng Jian was thinking that using his cursed power to deal with the power of the enemy's martial soul would definitely not be bad.

However, Leng Jian didn't forget that he was fighting because of his excitement.

At the moment when Kang Xun fell out, the sword in his hand was slashed again, and a scar was cut on Kang Xun's chest, and his clothes were torn.

The moment it landed on the ground, the cold sword quickly moved forward, the sword circled behind him, reversed out, and went towards Kang Xun's neck, on the sword, the power of the curse was like a dark snake, with a hideous and terrifying nature.

At this moment, Kang Xun was left with despair.

How could he have thought that one day he would die at the hands of a half-vein realm martial artist.

Also, the power of the curse was so terrifying that his sword soul was like seeing a natural enemy.

He really couldn't understand why the cold sword wasn't supposed to be constantly devouring the realm, why did it get stronger and stronger? Since the sword soul was cursed, no sword soul person had ever escaped this fate.

Moreover, even if that sword soul is a cursed physique, it can't work.

Even because it is a cursed physique, the backlash of the curse power in the sword soul will be even stronger.

These are recorded in many ancient books.

In despair and incomprehension, Kang Xun only had a sword coming towards him in his eyes.

"Leng Jian, Hugh is rampant, the young master of the Kang family, it's not something you can kill. At this time, a voice sounded, and I don't know when, Su Sheng's arrow appeared not far away, and a black arrow had been shot.

Thinking about it, Su Shengjian was not far away, and as soon as he heard the signal flare, he rushed directly.

And this time, Su Sheng's arrows were even stronger.

But this time, Leng Jian will not dodge again, because Kang Xun, he will be killed! This is his belief before the battle, the belief of a swordsman, it must be completed, in that way, the sword will be more sharp.

In an instant, his target changed, it was the black arrow that Su Sheng's arrow shot over.

With determination, the power of the curse on his sword became even stronger. And this time, he mobilized the power of the Eternal Heavenly Monument, and in the dark curse power, there was a white eternal power.

He slashed at the black arrow.

With a loud sound, his entire body flew upside down. After turning over, he was half-kneeling on the ground, his right hand holding the sword, blood spilling from the corners of his mouth, and he was shocked by the power of the black arrow.

But this time, he did resist Su Sheng's black arrow.

"How is it possible?" This scene shook Su Shengjian not far away.

Even though he knew that the cold sword was already capable of fighting a martial artist in the One Vein Realm, but with this arrow, Su Shengjian had not used all his strength, because there was no need, under this arrow, he was confident that the martial artist of the One Vein Realm would not be able to resist it.