One person can control six peerless divine swords, which can definitely make a genius cultivator be drained of his divine consciousness in an instant, and his divine soul will be exhausted and die, Li Molan is born with twice the divine soul of ordinary people, and he grew up reading books from a young age, so he can be said to be the first person in the younger generation of divine soul strength, except for the senior brother of Qiu Mingshan, who is also a blockbuster in this regard, I am afraid that there is no second person who can compare with him, even so, he is now feeling very difficult, only feeling dizzy, whether it is the divine soul or the remaining true qi in the body, it is really only the power of one blow left in the true sense。 Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Stand still.

He pushed his palms forward.

The six swords were suspended in mid-air, and the left and right bamboo forests were windless and automatic, and then they seemed to be cut by the invisible sword qi, and they all broke together, and the picture was amazing.

Looking at these six swords, Wang Zijian's eyes were not only unprecedentedly dignified, but also had the joy of discovering something interesting!

He took a step back unexpectedly, his body arched, his muscles bulging all over his body, and his qi exploded, and the aura around him surrounded him like a tornado of heaven and earth.

The aura tornado soared into the sky.

It seems to invisibly communicate with heaven, earth and man.

At this moment, listening to the wind, countless spiritual energy surging in the bamboo forest seemed to be being pulled, and there was no sound if the mud cow entered the sea.

The aura tornado surrounding the prince's sword was even more ferocious, although the land tornado was not as terrifying as the sea tornado, but this kind of power could no longer be described as a human character.

The vast momentum on both sides was like the manifestation of an immortal, it was hard to imagine that one was a young swordsman in the early stage of the Dragon's Eye Realm, and the other was a martial cultivator whose realm was at the peak, even if the proud sons of the heavens and the rest of the sects looked at this scene like a vision of heaven and earth burning the sky and boiling the sea, they would only tremble.

Where Li Merlan is.

The earth ravines are vertical and horizontal, and they are turned up one by one.

The blades of grass were torn apart one by one.

The sword intent was permeated and accumulated to the extreme, and ordinary cultivators didn't even have the courage to take a look, because as long as they looked at it, their eyes would be stinged or even blinded by those sword intents.

The real kendo is so fierce, which is also the reason why the martial arts are coquettish and the kendo dominates half of it.

Wang Zijian stood in the aura tornado, his figure was almost blurry and couldn't see clearly, until some people looked at this huge aura tornado and finally spied out the mystery, where is this aura tornado, this is clearly countless sword qi!

This is simply a tornado storm of sword qi from the combination of tens of thousands of sword qi!

With tens of millions of sword qi swept into the great tornado of heaven and earth, through heaven and earth, people in it, that is, heaven and earth are all connected, how can such a prominent divine power not make people's hearts broken?

The sword of the prince sword is already so powerful that he tries to resist the six swords by himself by relying on his kendo attainments alone, and he ...... There is no rout in sight!

The black clothes are drumming, and the white shirts are hunting.

The youth holds the sword, and the young man swords.

One sword determines the winner.

What a style?!

This is a picture that will inevitably shock the whole world in the future, everyone watched it carefully with bated breath, and even Lu Yu, the third disciple of Qiu Ming Mountain, couldn't help but show a shocked look, and walked quickly to a short distance to observe it up close.

The four guests of Spring and Autumn were silent, and the green bamboo beside them had also been torn apart by sword qi and sword intent, and was exposed to everyone's eyes.

However, at this moment, no one would pay attention to them, and the eyes of hundreds of cultivators at this moment were all focused on the six swords and the sword qi great tornado.

If no one was optimistic about Li Molan at the beginning, then now this young man has infinite persuasiveness with six swords, and it is difficult to say who will win or lose, and the picture on the field is more inclined to be evenly divided.

It's just that the prince's sword is in acceptable condition, and Li Molan only has the power of one blow, if the power of the young man's blow cannot be exchanged for the serious injury of the sword idiot, then the end will still not change.

The sword momentum of the prince sword has reached its peak!

And Li Molan's six swords line actually began to be suppressed faintly.

Is it still a little worse? Li Molan was silent, and Wang Zijian also found out the clue and frowned.

"Six swords, if you want to defeat me, it's not enough. He said calmly, and the whole figure stood in the sword qi tornado, and he couldn't see his expression clearly.

Only a vague afterimage can be seen.

The power of the six swords is not much different from the prince's sword, but there is still a slight gap.

And this thread is the key.

Li Molan tried his best to control the six swords by himself, and he had already broken this game to the extreme, but at the critical moment, it was just a little bit worse, how could he calculate such a small difference?

In the end, his calculus ability is really poor, and he can't calculate such fine places, but now he has no time to complain that the dry old man didn't teach him the art of deduction well, so he can only bite the bullet.

Li Molan's heart was cold, thinking that she had done her part, wasn't it enough?

Where did he find another peerless sword? There was no sword to borrow here, and even if there were, it might not be able to borrow it.

The sword energy tornado pressed forward.

The sword intent realm composed of the six swords began to retreat.

Li Molan gritted her teeth.

Suddenly, other voices sounded between heaven and earth.

It was a dragon groan, not very loud, but heavy.

Li Molan listened to this dragon groan, and suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of the wasteland.

The prince's sword also turned his head, looking at the Eternal Night Wasteland that was already dawn.

There's a dark shadow flying there!

What is that?

Everyone looked over in shock and confusion, looked at it carefully, and then showed even more surprised expressions.

It was a sword.

Sword Maniac's Dragon Sword!

Zhu Mingming has fallen or even died, why can he borrow a sword for a hundred miles?!

The dragon sword pierced through the void, as if it was a giant dragon descending from the sky, extremely domineering, and flew in front of Li Molan.

A smile appeared on the corner of Li Molan's mouth, and the gratitude to the sword maniac in his heart was infinite, and at the same time, the last trace of divine consciousness poured out, connecting with the sword spirit of the dragon yin sword, although at this moment his sea of consciousness was already on the verge of collapse, almost bursting the heavenly spirit, but he was still extremely happy!

Between heaven and earth, seven swords form a line.

Seven peerless swords, connected in a line, are like a sword of several zhang.

The prince's sword was not afraid, the sword qi tornado pressed forward, and the qi machine rivers and rivers around him entered the sea.

The qi veins in the body are one vein after another.

The spirit knows a trick and rushes a trick.

Smash everything within a radius of hundreds of meters!

All the monks had to retreat far away.

Wang Zijian said loudly: "You and I will fight!"

In the face of the seven divine swords of the world, he only relied on an ordinary black iron sword bought by ten taels of silver, and he was not afraid, so he straightened up with his sword, and the whole person jumped high between steps, soaring up like a black-winged Dapeng, and the sword qi tornado was pressed down!

Li Molan's eyes were full of fighting intent, he only had one blow left, that was his strongest blow, every time he controlled one more sword, he could make his last sword one point stronger, and now seven swords turned into one sword, his sword momentum can already open mountains and crack the ground, this sword came out, and even the space of the Yubei Tomb was torn apart, and black space cracks appeared one after another!

This is a "chopping" sword momentum, but it is not a mountain-opening sword with a big opening and closing.

This is the third form of the dragon elephant swordsmanship, the sea annihilation sky.

Li Molan shouted: "I have the blue sky of the North Sea, are you fucking annihilated?!"

The clouds in the sky were shattered into pieces by the sword intent, and the breeze in the Banfeng Mountain Range did not dare to approach this area.

It was as if there was a sea in the sky.

A big North Sea!

Forcefully suppressed the thick sword qi tornado!

The vision between heaven and earth rises, making people wonder if they have come to the real heavenly immortals.

Seven swords in one line, like a line of heaven and earth, the seven swords are regarded as one sword, and the whole slash is on the sword qi tornado.

The entire thousand-meter-tall tornado was split in half from the middle, like a dragon slaying.

Everyone's eardrums are deafening, and tinnitus is constant.

The tornado vanished in an instant.

The sea also disappeared.

The result?

The tornado was split in its entirety, and it stands to reason that this would make the difference.

However, the Seven Swords Thread failed to completely complete this chopping action.

Because there is a black iron sword that sells for only ten taels of silver on the street, blocking these seven peerless swords, so that it cannot be measured.

The black clothes on the upper body of the prince sword were shattered, revealing a strong and strong upper body, his eyes were calm, even if the sword qi tornado was split, he did not panic, and the black iron sword in his hand was in the rung, and he was forced to fall from the sky on the line of seven swords.

The aura on his body has also been weakened to the extreme, and there should be no way to stop it, but it just so happens that Li Molan is also weakening at the moment, and it coincides with the end of the strong crossbow that this picture appears.

No one has the ability to kill anyone anymore.

It's a draw.

The prince's gaze wandered, and finally stopped on the one of the seven swords that served as the tip of the sword.

He recognized the sword.

At such a close distance, no matter how unpretentious it looks, it will eventually be recognized, as if it were a message to the world.

"The North Sea Dragon Elephant Sword?"

Wang Zijian's aura was obviously extremely weak, but he still exclaimed.

Li Molan nodded.

When he used the third form of this dragon elephant sword technique, he was ready to expose himself.

Because he knows that many people know this sword intent, and they all know the visions in the sky before, there is only one set of swordsmanship in the world that can have many visions when fighting, although the source of these visions comes from a sword.

So many people looked at him in shock.

There was a look of shock in the hundreds of sights, Li Molan stood in a chaotic bamboo forest that had almost become a wasteland, looking at these sights, his expression was extremely calm.

In this devastated land, only three people did not show such a look of surprise.

One is Murong Yuluo, the other is Lu Yu, and the other is the girl in red behind Li Molan.

It's just that when everything is exposed, even Lu Yu has a lot of different colors in his eyes.

He was curious about how Li Molan would deal with this matter.

And what kind of attitude will the people around them have?

"Is that the Dragon Elephant Divine Sword?!Could it be that this person is a disciple of the Beihai Sword Immortal?" Some people couldn't hide the shocked look in their eyes, and shouted tremblingly.

More people heard these cries and their hearts trembled, not knowing how to react.

Wang Zijian restrained his surprised expression and said, "No wonder I thought you were a little different when I first saw you. ”

Li Molan said lightly: "I'm not going to be your sparring partner." ”

Wang Zijian said lightly: "I'm afraid there will be some trouble in your future days, I won't trouble you, so as not to get into trouble, but I will definitely fight with you again in the future." As for Yu Hongyi, I won't kill her today, and I'll talk about it later. ”

With that, he turned around and left.

Everyone was immersed in the shock of Li Molan's identity, but no one paid attention to his departure, and a generation of sword idiots, even if he was not in a good state now, it was not ordinary people who dared to stop him.

Everyone looked at Li Molan, this kind of feeling of being in the spotlight was really bad, especially when the Spring and Autumn Four Guests had already walked out of the forest, and their expressions were extremely cold.

They stepped on the messy piles of green bamboos on the ground, and stood in front of Li Molan, the breeze blowing, unable to blow away the chill on their brows.

Emperor Zizhai's hatred for the Beihai Sword Immortal was definitely the strongest among all the sects in Beihai, and they looked at Li Molan's unkind expression, especially for the behavior of borrowing the sword just now, and they regretted it even more.

Li Molan returned those swords, and in response to him was four cold snorts.

But this is also a matter of course, he didn't realize it, and thanked him very seriously.

"Come with us, listen to the fate of the torture hall, or you will die here today." ”

Beiyue's eyes were gloomy, and her words were unquestionable, like a commanding tone.

No one had an opinion on his approach, because the descendants of the Beihai Sword Immortal were originally public enemies of the cultivation world, and with the deep hatred with Emperor Zizhai, it was natural for them to make any moves.

"I advise you to be aware of current affairs. Lan Kewu said indifferently.

The previous lord of Emperor Zizhai, that is, Emperor Zijun's innocent father Jun Stranger died in the hands of the old sword immortal, even if it was a legitimate reason, it could not change the hatred between them, and these grudges could only be washed away with blood.

Li Molan's expression was calm.

Although he didn't do it, since he inherited the will of the old sword immortal, he naturally had to bear these hostilities.

He returned the Holy Maiden Sword to Yu Huaji, and then the Dragon Yin Sword in his left hand and the Dragon Elephant Sword in his right hand, looked at the Spring and Autumn Four, and said expressionlessly: "Think beautiful." ”

Loud and sound. (To be continued.) )