The sword momentum formed a circle, and the sword wind was raging inside, and the sword qi was roaring. The thin man tried his best to resist, but he couldn't do it again. In front of Li Jingxuan's almost endless sword qi, how could his-for-tat sword attack last for a long time. You must know that Li Jingxuan's sword is the sword of the Daomen, compared with the swordsmanship of the rivers and lakes, the swordsmanship of the Daomen has some Dao rune methods, but the mystery in it is not something that ordinary people can understand.

For a while, the sword shadow was heavy, and the sword momentum was tactful, like the nine curves of the river, surging endlessly, and like a bright star blooming with dazzling silver light.

"......Huh? It's unusual!no, that person definitely won't be able to support it for long......" When the silver and dazzling sword light appeared in front of everyone, the face of the God Refining Realm master standing behind the Ancestral Spirit Hall couldn't help but show a hint of surprise and playfulness on his face.

"Interesting!" the alchemist muttered softly, stepping forward gently. Then, without seeing him make any movements, an inexplicable wave rose in front of him, violently tearing open the air in front of him, condensing an incomparably sharp void sword and stabbing it heavily at someone in the distance.

The next moment, there was a whistling sound, and the sword aura was pressing.

Li Jingxuan, who was ten zhang away, immediately felt this amazing and extreme sword qi, and what was the goal of this sword qi.

"Is it me?" Li Jingxuan didn't have time to think about it, the sword momentum in his hand suddenly changed, like the Yangtze River, the sword momentum twisted at this moment, turning into a continuous and soft sword mist that laid countless layers of defense in front of him.

The galaxy is good at attacking, and the white clouds are good at defending. The attacker is on offense, and the defender is pregnant with offense, but each has its own style. Originally, Li Jingxuan should not have forcibly switched offense and defense, after all, the sword momentum of two different charms would be somewhat unnatural between the connection and transformation, but he had no choice in the current situation. Because the first time he discovered the level of sword qi in the place, he had already realized that it was undoubtedly an extremely wrong way to block-for-tat with the other party.

The power of others is far above you, and you still have a hard fight with him - is your head paste, thinking that your body is made of titanium alloy steel?

Li Jingxuan is a wise person, and he naturally would not make such a choice.

Therefore, using the Baiyun Sword Technique and overcoming rigidity with softness is his only choice at the moment.

However, to overcome rigidity with softness, this softness must also have sufficient carrying capacity. Just like the rumored four taels of a thousand pounds, if you want to achieve this, you have to have the strength of four taels yourself, or even more. If you don't even have these, then let alone a thousand catties, even if you don't have a hundred catties, you can't figure it out.

The key is also strength, which comes from one's own strength.

What is his own strength? Li Jingxuan has an estimate. However, he understands that his strength is definitely not comparable to that of the other party. You must know that the other party is a powerful God Refining Realm master, a whole level higher than himself. For such a master, even if it is his casual blow, Li Jingxuan said that he has to concentrate on it. After all, the strength of the two is not at the same level at all.

The impact came in an instant, and the amazing power and compelling momentum made Li Jingxuan concentrate. At this moment, his figure loomed between the silver edges, and an ordinary blue steel long sword swung it, and countless sword qi were as flexible and dense as silk threads intertwined into a sword cloud, which was not allowed to block in front of that blow.

The sword qi burst forward, and a dense sword cloud blocked its front, trying to stop its advance. However, this is not of much use, the powerful sword qi struck by the master of the God Refining Realm, even if it is only struck casually, where can a person in the early stage of qi extraction be able to resist.

As a result, the sword qi moved forward, only slightly stopped in the blink of an eye, and continued to move forward, breaking through Li Jingxuan's condensed soft sword cloud.

What can you do in the blink of an eye? Do you stoop down and dodge, or do you swear to fight to the death?

No, Li Jingxuan did not make such a choice. At this moment, he decisively gave up the long sword in his hand, and his right shoulder drooped sharply as if he was about to dodge by mistake. And the next moment, he stepped forward instead of retreating, and his empty left sleeve slammed out. The soft sleeves bounced up like a steel whip, and once again stopped in front of the sword qi that was obtained.

After the soft cotton, it is actually a rigid block of a completely different nature. This sudden change made it a little difficult to deal with this sword qi that had no spiritual spirit in the first place.

It was slightly off, a little skewed by the force of the rigidity.

However, it was such a slight deviation, and with Li Jingxuan's subsequent move to the left, it turned the ravine into a moat, causing him to whizz past Li Jingxuan's side.

"Good ......" stroked the sleeve made of tiger skin and bear skin on his left side, feeling the sharpness contained in the cut on it, Li Jingxuan lowered his head in fear.

How huge the gap between Qi Induction and God Refining was, he understood it at this time.

"Did you hide from it? First it was a soft resistance, then it turned into a rigid resistance. Although the transition between softness and rigidity was a little sluggish, he finally made my sword qi deviate a little. The difference was a thousand miles, and this was enough to support him to complete the final dodge. It's not luck! A small breath can do this. Should I say that he deserves to be a genius?...... It's just that a sharp light flashed in the eyes of the refining god who pressed the array: "It's just that the genius of the human race should not exist in the most important way." ”

He took another step forward with an astonishing murderous aura, a dangerous aura entrenched around him, he raised his hand slightly, his fingertips swayed, and a cold sword aura of the highest essence and purity condensed on it, advancing and retreating.

At this moment, he was about to raise his hand, release his sword qi again, and then kill the opponent cleanly.

However, he was never able to make this step.

Because, just as he was about to raise his finger, a righteous and majestic aura tightly engulfed him. For a moment, he felt like a flying insect being targeted by a frog, even though he was in danger of overturning.

"But you can't do it again, if you dare to do it again, be careful that I fight with you. The breath on the other side of the wordless voice expressed such a meaning.

It's a warning!

Under this warning, the alchemist's footsteps stopped.

Although he was also a refining god, he didn't dare to make a move with the middle-aged Confucian who looked serious opposite him and unconsciously took a step closer to the battlefield. Because he knew the level of the other party, it was almost a powerhouse at the peak of Confucian justice in the Yuan Realm, and it was not something that he could match with such a mere mid-level God Refining Realm.

The way of cultivation is like this, the higher you go, the more difficult it becomes, the fewer people you go, and the greater the difference. The refining of the gods of Taoism and the justice of Confucianism are the same realm. And between the middle level of God Refining and the peak of justice, although there is only a gap of one or two small realms, the strength between each other is already the difference between heaven and earth.

As far as the two sides fighting on the field are concerned, the refining god here is undoubtedly the existence of the king of the forest, and the one who can shock the king of the forest and restrain himself a little is undoubtedly the king of the forest on the other side.

The middle level of refining gods is the pinnacle of justice, and the eyes of the two masters are only each other. For a strong man like them, distraction in battle is unacceptable. If there is a new target that can be sent away by himself, it seems to be nothing, but if this guy still has some ability to resist, and then needs to use some special tricks to deal with it. When he is entangled with the little caterpillar on one side, the attack of the other side will definitely teach him how to behave in minutes.

"Alas...... I'm being careless. The alchemy took a step back at the moment, flicked his fingers, and placed these sword qi beside him, recreating a defensive circle, but he didn't say a word.

The refining god retreated for the time being, and was taken under the threat of justice on the other side.

As he retreated, the battle between those Innate Qi Induction Realms on the field unfolded fiercely again. Although everyone knows that their existence is just to clear the final competition of the big guys, they still desperately want to kill their enemies out of some strong ideas.

For a while, the sword light and sword shadow rose again, and the fist wind and palm strength overflowed, but it broke some of the low pressure that had just been condensed here.

At this time, Li Jingxuan once again found the thin man who had just escaped from his sword circle. "Don't go, our battle is not over just now, let's continue!" Li Jingxuan stood quietly opposite him and said to him with a chuckle.

At this moment, Li Jingxuan's aura was sharp and sharp, like a sword sword full of sword energy, indifferent, high up, like the white clouds in the sky, fluttering and unfathomable, and like a galaxy that runs through heaven and earth, mighty and out of control.

"Damn! Do you really think you're going to eat me Jiang Ping? Lao Tzu is nicknamed the Swordsman, but it's not as easy to kill as you think. The thin man seemed to be irritated by Li Jingxuan's entanglement, and pouted helplessly. He stood there fixedly, and the momentum on his body like the Netherworld Ghost Domain slowly generated, but he did not shy away from meeting Li Jingxuan's front.

At this moment, the qi engines of the two collided, and the void between them seemed to be a little distorted. The dreary and oppressive air permeated the two of them, making the hearts of the people around them feel sad for a while, as if the heavy pressure of the mountain peaks brought endless despair.

"Interesting ......" Li Jingxuan let out a clear roar, and the long sword in his hand stabbed forward, the light on it was uncertain, the sword body was winding, and the sword momentum was changeable and unprovoked. But in an instant, there were dozens of changes in the gods, and I couldn't help but be dizzying.

"Damn!" Facing Li Jingxuan's complicated sword moves that made his scalp tingle, Jiang Ping took a deep breath, and stabbed out a sword tit-for-tat. This sword is different from Li Jingxuan's complex atmosphere, this sword is just simple fast, simple weird.

The blade of the sword slanted upward, piercing into Li Jingxuan's sword momentum at an impossible angle, and slammed straight into Li Jingxuan's face.

This sword is as swift and direct as a python that sees its prey. For a moment, the bloody mouth was already open, but it was about to bite the life of the prey in an instant.

"What a snake!" Li Jingxuan whispered how he felt about this sword. He wasn't afraid, but it was very normal to take a light step to the left and lead the dense sword momentum to the right, directly directing Jiang Ping's sword like a poisonous snake spitting out letters.

"What?" Although he had long known that his kendo cultivation was inferior to the other party, this sword that had already condensed his spirit and spirit was so easily broken by the other party, which was really a big surprise to Jiang Ping, and he was quite frustrated.

However, frustration is only frustration, not despair.

If you want me to despair, then at least you have to wait for me to use this sword.

"Kill!" Jiang Ping roared, Sen Sen's sword light swayed out, and the piercing sword qi filled the four feet in front of him, like a cold cold air pouring out.

"Frozen Heaven and Earth!" This sword is Jiang Ping's self-esteem pinnacle. Although the sword move is still the original sword move, the sword intent, which almost means that the space is frozen, is something that Jiang Ping could not achieve before.

"The article is natural, and the magic hand can get it!" How this sword was used, Jiang Ping didn't know, but he knew that this sword was very strong, strong enough that it should be able to threaten the guy on the other side.

Is that so?

Perhaps, should, that's it!

Feeling the biting cold from the pavement, he stared at one of the blue crystal sword qi. Li Jingxuan's face turned cold all of a sudden, he understood the power of this sword, and he also knew that this sword was not something he could directly parry and block.

So, his body leaned to the right, his steps moved to the left, the long sword in his hand stabbed to the left, and swept a subtle arc trajectory, with the slightest wisp of yin and yang, and volleyed at a certain point in the castration of the opponent's sword move.

"Ding ......" sounded clearly, and a sword roared. I saw that the tip of the green steel sword in Li Jingxuan's hand accurately pointed at the spine of the thin sword in Jiang Ping's hand.

At this moment, the vitality attached to the green steel sword exploded violently, and the fierce strength turned into an indestructible sword qi from the tip of the sword, and stabbed fiercely at the back of the thin sword.

Rapier's edge lies in thrusts, and it is not very resistant to attacks such as parrying.

Li Jingxuan is just such a simple point, with a poke, he directly broke the sword body of this thin sword with a point of destruction, making it castrated.

Any skilled sword maker will be unusually familiar with his sword in the process of carrying the sword for a long time, and they will be familiar with the length and weight of their weapons. They are accustomed to attacking their enemies with their own swords, and when this familiarity suddenly changes in an instant, they will inadvertently feel a little uncomfortable. Although with their level far beyond ordinary people, the time for showing this discomfort is undoubtedly very short, and sometimes it is only a blink of an eye, but such a moment is often the difference between life and death in battle.

Just when Jiang Ping's sword was slightly at the top, Li Jingxuan's long sword stabbed forward suddenly, and a faint blue shadow swept past Jiang Ping's side like a wisp of light smoke, and he saw a blood arrow spurting out from his heart.

The next moment, he fell to the ground silently, his face a little stunned and a little happy.