Wang Zijian saw that Zhu Mingwen had also comprehended the great supernatural power of the Heaven and Earth Sword Domain, but he was not half nervous and urgent, but instead showed a look full of interest, and in his solemnity, he seemed to be relieved to meet an opponent. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although he didn't know that Zhu Mingwen was just the first realm of the dragon's eye, why did he comprehend this sword domain comparable to the law and heaven and earth with the same foresight as him, but the swordsman's fighting spirit had risen non-stop, he didn't think he would lose, he easily defeated the sword maniac in the tomb of Yubei a year ago, and now it is the same, although Zhu Mingwen showed a hand in the sword domain, which can compete with him, but this does not mean that Zhu Mingwen, who has just entered the initial realm of the dragon's eye, can be equal to him, and may be able to parry, but the result is still obvious.

Yu Huaji naturally knew it, but she was dressed in red and looked at the lonely back, and for some reason there was some hope.

Zhu Mingwen is only a hundred steps away from the prince's sword, but an inch is short and an inch is dangerous, if the distance is too close, it will not be beneficial to anyone, Zhu Mingwen has a dragon chant in his hand, and it is very likely that he will exchange his life with the prince's sword, and the prince's sword is extraordinary, and Zhu Mingwen, who only has a left-handed sword, may not be able to do it, so both sides have no intention of catching each other and killing each other.

The mastery of both sides of the sword domain is not familiar, but the prince's sword is slightly more wishy-washy, in fact, the difference is not big, the sword domain is exquisite is the understanding of the Tao, the mastery of the sword path in the three thousand avenues, in fact, if you can comprehend the heaven and earth sword domain, then the sword path of the two will be close to each other without restriction at this moment, and there is no longer the saying of which is stronger or weaker, but a few minutes ago, Zhu Mingwen's sword path was still far from the prince sword, and in the moment of awakening, the sword path attainments from the old pavilion master of the Sword Pavilion poured into his mind like a tide, although there was a little possibility of seedlings being promoted, but it did fill the gap between the two of them at once。

The prince's sword stomped on the ground, countless strong winds turned into swords, became pawns, and countless things behind him floated and soared, rising from the ground, which was magnificent.

Zhu Mingwen swung his sword like a command, and the water in the long-suffering fifty-mile river swept up one by one, followed by dirt and branches, which were on par with the "swords" behind the prince's sword, and the momentum was on par.

It was as if the gods were fighting, and the cultivators scattered all over the island could clearly see this picture, shocked and speechless.

For the first time, a "sword" of such a scale was manipulated , Both of them are inevitably jerky, I don't know that tens of thousands of hundreds of thousands of swords are swimming back and forth in the sky, and the requirements for the strength of the divine soul are not weak, the two barely control hundreds of thousands of swords, but it is already the limit, and they can't make every sword round and wishful, so they all gather densely together like a rain of arrows, falling together, like two groups of fish meeting in the sea, between the two of you, you are alive and dead, tearing and falling after the collision, and then the rest of the swords will slowly float up, and then add to this meat grinder-like battlefield.

It was like a real military battle, like a big battle of hundreds of thousands of people, Wang Zijian looked at Zhu Mingwen, and the sword maniac looked at the sword idiot, Gu was silent.

The two of them are at the top of the general trend, as if the two peak Confucian generals who are strategizing, facing the countless swords that rush to kill each other, they are actually motionless, in fact, it is not that they are unwilling to stagger their own positions, but they can't do it, and all the souls are used to manipulate this sword rain in the sky, where is there any extra opportunity to distract themselves again? It's just that between those swords and swords, it is impossible to have a chance to let Yu Huaji get close, Wang Zijian always pays attention to that touch of red clothes, if she dares to attack, he dares to drop the sword and let her die of incense, although the next battle is happy, but the premise is that it cannot affect the result.

Zhu Mingwen relied on the big river, and his mind moved, and countless rivers became swords to expand the army, becoming his sword domain soldiers, charging into battle.

The prince's sword was hunting in black, without any movement, and the soil behind him flew into sand and stones, and the earth and stones became swords, and the dust was full of the sky, surging like a storm, and there was a feeling of getting stronger and stronger.

This is a real sword fight, this is the strongest kendo battle of the younger generation!

This spectacular picture of the sword fairy made Yu Huaji stunned, but even if she showed a surprised look, she would not have much facial expression, and she still looked calm and calm.

The sky was full of swords, covering the sky and the sun, and swords kept falling, or rubble, or splashes, falling all over the island, as if soldiers had fallen one by one.

What kind of immortal energy is this?

A cultivator seeks an immortal, and in the eyes of the world, he is an immortal figure, but the real sword immortal qi should be like this!

When the manpower was finally exhausted, it was Zhu Mingwen who had just entered the initial realm of the dragon's eye who was the first to take the lead, and there was a touch of determination in the eyes of the sword maniac, and he lost control of the ten thousand swords around him in an instant, and went forward alone.

Ten Thousand Swords, who had lost control, still moved forward, but no longer did any defense, but stabbed straight at the sword idiot.

"Are you still ready to exchange your life with me?" Wang Zijian sneered, and there was a slight madness in his eyes, and thousands of swords fell around him, facing the rushing sword rain.

The roar was endless, swords clashing with each other, or boulders and dead leaves coming and going, or branches and water flowing, and smoke and dust were everywhere.

Zhu Mingwen knows where his advantage is, and the Dragon Yin Sword is his only advantage, but he must make sure that the Dragon Yin Sword cannot be stopped!

The left hand was released, and only fifty paces away from the prince's sword, the dragon sword flew forward, with a dragon-like scream.

Wang Zijian's eyes were solemn, his expression was indifferent, looking at the sword shadows that were revealed after the dust was shattered, roaring, with an earth-shattering momentum, he understood that he had no way to dodge, unless he gave up the sword domain, but the moment he gave up the sword domain, Zhu Mingwen's ten thousand swords would take advantage of the void, and it was very likely that both sides would lose.

How could I have spared my life? But I was already going to kill the Daomen Holy Maiden Yu Hongyi, how could I exchange my life with you at this moment?

With a sneer on the corner of his mouth, Wang Zijian stood still, still manipulating the sword domain to block the ten thousand swords that fell towards him in an orderly manner, and he had no intention of dodging.

The dragon sword is close at hand.

The sound of swords was deafening.

The prince's sword took out a sword from his waist, a real sword, a broken sword, and only half of the sword was cut off from the hilt, and the other half was cut at his waist.

He held the broken sword in his hand, and did not dodge or dodge the dragon sword.

With a clear sound, the remaining half of the sword body on the hilt of the broken sword also broke away from the hilt, spun and slashed past the side of the prince's cheek, and in the midst of the severing of several broken trees, it was deeply inserted into the trunk of a large tree, and fell deeply.

The Dragon Yin Sword flew back upside down, and fell back into Zhu Mingwen's hand with the power of Wan Jun, shocking him to take three steps back.

A red line appeared on Wang Zijian's cold cheek, and blood oozed from the wound, desolate and cold.

"You're looking for death. The prince sword said coldly, like frost and snow, like a cold wind, countless sword qi followed the trajectory of the dragon sword flying back, and exploded in front of Zhu Mingwen.

Zhu Mingwen vomited blood and flew upside down, angry like a gossamer, and it took him half a day to get up from the ground with difficulty, and he could only kneel on the ground.

The sword domains on both sides finally stopped, but Zhu Mingwen's sword domain was already crumbling, which was counted as the end of the strong crossbow, and the prince sword obviously still had any strength left.

Wang Zijian touched his cheek.

There was a bright red glare on his hands.

He finally looked at Zhu Mingwen seriously, this time, although he didn't speak, he could see that he finally regarded Zhu Mingwen as a swordsman of the same level, instead of being mocked in the past.

"Enough. A calm, indifferent voice echoed between heaven and earth.

Yu Huaji looked up in a daze and saw a person who was so familiar that he couldn't be more familiar standing in the sky.

"Master. She muttered, a look of surprise on her face. (To be continued.) )