The sword intent in the body was completely released to the swordsman, and the state of the real person became very bad, and it was very difficult for the sword god to condense his sword intent into the blood of others, because the god-level sword intent was not something that ordinary people could carry, even if it was an ancient handsome.

At this time, he completely released the sword intent in his body, and the pressure that his body could withstand had reached a limit, even a fallen leaf could be the last straw that broke the camel's back.

"I'll make a move, I'll see how you pick it up!"

The swordsman gritted his teeth and said with pity, even he himself did not expect to lose to others in one of the areas he was best at.

Cao Batian's eyes narrowed slightly, and the Snow Mark Sword behind her began to tremble constantly, this sword qi made the Snow Mark Sword very uneasy, this kind of sword qi had only been experienced in Hua Yunfan's body before.

At the same time, on a step leading to the top of the Holy Mountain, countless resentful spirits who failed to promote the main god in ancient times haunted Hua Yunfan, and they had never seen a single person challenge the Holy Mountain for millions of years.

Hua Yunfan sat cross-legged, closing his eyes and meditating while reciting the meditation mantra silently in his heart, these people who were promoted to the main god would bring too much trouble to his future cultivation.

Hua Yunfan's godhead had not yet condensed at this time, and he didn't know anything about the previous test of the main god, if he was taken out by these people, he was afraid that in the end, he would only have one end left.

But suddenly, a sword intent that Hua Yunfan was familiar with appeared in this small world, and at the same time, a sword intent that appeared more powerful was constantly recovering.

Hua Yunfan's brows furrowed slightly, without thinking about it, Hua Yunfan could guess that this was Cao Batian's sword qi, but who was fighting against Cao Batian?

"I'm afraid that this kind of sword intent can only be issued by a god-level character!"

Hua Yunfan's mind suddenly became a little restless, if such a person really existed in the small world, it seemed too easy for him to wipe out a new student who came in with a pure spiritual body.

Hua Yunfan obviously didn't guess another possibility, although he had a very bad impression of Cao Batian before, but some later contacts made Hua Yunfan's impression of him change slightly, and at the same time, in any case, this is also his nominal apprentice, and it is necessary for him to fulfill the responsibility of the ancestor.

"Sword intent?"

Although the spiritual power in Hua Yunfan's body can't be called, the sword intent in his body can be raised some, Hua Yunfan is in his own sea of knowledge, and constantly uses his fighting spirit to provoke the sleeping dragon sword in his sea of knowledge.

"Old man, don't sleep, borrow the sword intent for my apprentice!"

Hua Yunfan controlled his fighting spirit and constantly knocked on the body of the Dragon Slaying Sword, because Hua Yunfan's ability was not enough now, so the Dragon Slaying Sword that had been falling into a deep sleep did not have any reaction.

"Tsk, I said old man, this is your mistake, quickly borrow the sword qi for my apprentice grandson to use!"

A white red panda made of fighting qi sat on the blade of the sword, constantly swaying his short legs, but the dragon slaying sword under him did not react for a long time.

"Hey, I said, you're so promising, you don't even listen to me!"

Hua Yunfan smashed his fist on the blade of the Dragon Slaying Sword, and a purple ripple continued to spread in the place where the Dragon Slaying Sword was hit, and the originally sleeping Dragon Slaying Sword suddenly began to wake up, and a strong sword intent was revealed from its sword body.

"Oh, I'll go!"

Hua Yunfan hurriedly jumped up from the sword, and the buttocks were already burned by the revived sword intent, Hua Yunfan suddenly scolded angrily: "You white-eyed wolf, I raised you for nothing, right!"

"Buzz!"

In the divine sense, the dragon slaying sword made a sword sound, and it seemed that Hua Yunfan was very aggrieved.

"Okay, go and wish my disciple a hand, I want to see if my sword intent is strong, or the sword intent of that sword god is strong!"

Hua Yunfan's heart was full of burning anger, his disciples and grandchildren were all bullied, how would he face Hua Chenxi with his old face at that time.

"Buzz!"

A purple light broke through the sky on the holy mountain, and the resentful spirits of those main gods were all shocked, and the dragon slaying sword that had been tempered by the heavenly thunder itself carried a trace of the power to suppress the evil spirits, which made these resentful spirits who had been haunted here for millions of years suddenly retreat in fright.

Hua Yunfan opened his eyes, took advantage of the moment when the evil spirit retreated, pulled his legs like rushing on the mountain, and muttered: "Girl, what are you doing on such a dangerous mountain!"

The Dragon Slaying Sword that rushed to the sky turned into a purple streamer, and shot quickly in the direction of Cao Batian, the Dragon Slaying Sword relied on Hua Yunfan's immortal aura to nourish him, but it could only be nourished when Hua Yunfan recovered his strength, so one was less.

The sword intent of the swordsman in the woods became stronger and stronger, the sky seemed to be about to be stabbed open by him, Cao Batian's expression became more and more solemn, the snow mark sword in his hand was already vibrating very strongly, and the snow mark sword that had not been tempered by the heavenly thunder could not face such a sword intent at all.

"No, I can't go on like this, I have to terminate him early!"

Cao Batian's eyes flashed with a light, and he bit the tip of his tongue and used his own blood to feed the snow mark sword at this time, and sure enough, the shaking of the snow mark sword stopped when a mouthful of blood went up, and Cao Batian stepped on the seven-star step with the sword in one hand, leaving a string of phantoms on the ground, and stabbed at the swordsman in a very ethereal posture.

"Hehe, the spark of the stars also dares to compete for the sun and the moon!"

The corners of this swordsman's mouth rose slightly, his body had reached the limit, but he still gritted his teeth and persevered, a cold glint flashed in his eyes when he held the sword in both hands, and he decided not to take the sword intent in his body anymore, and the sword intent he had revealed so far was enough to defeat him.

However, what he didn't expect was that the sword intent in his body completely revived involuntarily, and at this moment he only felt that his eyes had turned black and fainted.

There was silence in the grove, and even the camp of the Ancient Commander fell silent, and although the swordsman fell, a man made of blood stood in his place.

"This is the Southern Sky Sword God!"

Someone among the Ancient Junjie recognized the deity of this blood shadow, and the Nankong Sword God was the sword god who left the sword intent in the body of this Shanggu Junjie.

At this time, Cao Batian gritted his teeth, and it seemed that the air he breathed became sharp and cut in his lungs, and suddenly his eyes flickered, and he seemed to see a brilliant purple flying from the sky.