The Holy Ten Thousand Sword slashed sideways, without the slightest pity for the jade.

Unexpectedly, the sword of the Saint Ten Thousand Sword passed through Lin Yinmiao's body without hindrance, as if it had passed through a burst of air.

Sheng Wanjian frowned, and his first feeling was an afterimage. At the moment when Sheng Wanjian was still hesitating slightly, Sheng Wanjian's heart was alarmed, and his body hurriedly retreated.

The Saint Wanjian thought that Lin Yinmiao's afterimage did not dissipate immediately after the Saint Wanjian's sword qi passed through it, but instead raised the long sword in his hand and slashed towards the Saint Wanjian, and the sword qi directly pierced the place where the Saint Wanjian was originally standing, and it can be seen that this is by no means an afterimage or anything like that, it is a real killing move, there is no half-point falsehood, a killing move that can kill!

How vicious is Sheng Wanjian's eyes, the Lin Yinmiao in front of him now is a real existence, otherwise how could the afterimage bear his sword qi and not dissipate? If it weren't for the fact that he felt the sword intent more deeply than Lin Yinmiao just now and knew the changes in the airflow around his body, I am afraid that he would really suffer the loss of this Lin Yinmiao unconsciously.

"Ignoring physical attacks, isn't it that I underestimated this Ethereal Sword Sect, if there is really this kind of kung fu, then the Ethereal Sword Sect will either dominate the continent a long time ago, or it will be divided and disintegrated by the major sects, and this kind of sword skill no longer belongs to the heavenly level. I want to see what the mystery of these sword skills is" Sheng Wanjian was a sword idiot, he did not flinch or be frightened by Lin Yinmiao's sword skills, but was in high spirits, like a child found a fun toy, as for the question of victory or defeat, Sheng Wanjian never considered it.

"Again, you're a little interested in me now."

Lin Yinmiao was still feeling sorry for the fact that the sword just now didn't hit the Saint Wanjian, but now not only did she not see the slightest look of horror on the face of the Saint Wanjian, but instead took her as a prey, which made her rather pretty face turn green.

"Hmph, it seems that your Shengwan Sword doesn't shed tears when you don't see the coffin, this girl will let you know why the flowers are so red today!"

Sheng Wanjian directly filtered out Lin Yinmiao's words, and ignored her words, seeing Lin Yinmiao attacking, he couldn't help but concentrate his energy, wanting to investigate the mystery of Lin Yinmiao's sword skills this time.

Lin Yinmiao's peak sword momentum is more prosperous this time, and the sword moves are more ethereal. As in the situation just now, the sword of the Saint Wanjian slashed through Lin Yinmiao, and the result was the same, it failed to cause some damage to Lin Yinmiao, but the Saint Wanjian was not forced to retreat by Lin Yinmiao like last time, and after groping a few times, the Saint Wanjian easily dodged Lin Yinmiao's sword.

Sheng Wanjian shook his head slightly: The sword skills of the Ethereal Sword Sect are really ingenious, using the supreme heart method to create an illusion, and all around the radius can be where you can be transformed. False and false, between virtual and real, like clouds flowing outside the sky, there are thousands of changes, but it is also very compatible with your ethereal sword sect, and what this sword skill pays attention to is the sword skill of the body. It's a pity, if your sword intent can be a little stronger, you can know your own sword itself, and you can completely cover your breath when you make a move, you may have a chance to fight me at that time. Now you're too weak!"

Lin Yinmiao was shocked when he heard the opening words of the Holy Ten Thousand Sword, and his face was full of incredulity. What she used just now was the sword move in the Ethereal Sword Sect's Sword Move Secret Technique, and the sword shadow was ethereal. This trick needs to be used with the unique mental method of the Ethereal Sword Sect, it took her a few months to learn this trick, and this Saint Ten Thousand Sword actually only fought against her for a few moves to be able to see through the root of this sword technique, which is too incredible. But when she heard Sheng Wan's words, she couldn't help but feel a burst of anger in her heart, and wanted to refute something, but found that she was actually difficult to refute. Of course, she still had those hole card moves that were useless, but he also knew that Sheng Wanjian didn't have much real skills to fight her just now. Thinking of this, Lin Yin, who was arrogant and didn't put the Holy Ten Thousand Sword in his eyes, faintly became a little lost.

Sheng Wanjian doesn't care about this, with his character, he won't pay attention to Lin Yinmiao's emotional changes at all, although Lin Yinmiao's temperament is also outstanding, and his appearance is delicate. However, in the eyes of the Holy Ten Thousand Sword, that sword is much better looking than the beauty. Red face and white bones, but the famous sword can be passed down through the ages.

Sheng Wanjian suddenly came out of his sword, and this was also the first time he really took out his sword in a day. There is no earth-shattering momentum, nor is it a gorgeous anomaly as everyone imagined. A sword move that is extremely simple, the essence is condensed to the extreme, and this simple sword contains the advice that Sheng Wanjian comprehended when he hit the sword. It doesn't seem to have any momentum, but it is the Holy Ten Thousand Sword that hides the earth-shattering momentum in a sword, if it breaks out, it will be a dangerous energy that destroys the world and destroys the earth.

The corners of Shen Ao's eyes, who were fighting, actually reached this point, the sword momentum was condensed but not dispersed, and the true yuan was restrained, as long as he comprehended the sword intent to a deeper level, and then accumulated the true yuan and comprehended the realm, it was estimated that he could reach the middle level of that day.

Lin Yinmiao felt like she had walked into an independent world, and the world was so lonely that she was the only one left. The sky was gray, lifeless, and maddeningly lonely. She also turned into an eternal boulder in this loneliness, forgetting the passage of time and forgetting herself. The earth began to crack, the sky began to crumble, and the boulder she had incarnated into powder turned to dust. At this time, a voice like a god came: Ten thousand silences, the sword is extinguished!

Lin Yinmiao's consciousness suddenly returned, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously left red blood. She was dazed and forgot what had just happened, and she couldn't help but feel confused.

Suddenly, Lin Yinmiao's pupils contracted, and his face was full of incredulity and panic. I saw that in the circle with her as the center, the stones around her had turned into powder, and the land had also been covered with a hundred centimeters. Lin Yinmiao looked at Saint Wanjian in disbelief, what did this person do just now. Immediately, Lin Yinmiao felt a little decadent again, if it weren't for the mercy of his subordinates, it is estimated that he would have fallen, but it is ridiculous that he still brags about Haikou in front of his master, the gap between himself and those demons is really big! No wonder Shizun would sigh like that, today she finally understood why Shizun, who is the master of a sect, has such a trace of jealousy when talking about Shengwanjian and others, and I am afraid that what he is talking about is her own people.

In fact, Lin Yinmiao also looks down on herself too much, Sheng Wanjian, Jiang Ruohai, Shen Ao and others are all the young generation on the mainland who stand at the peak of the mainland, and it is normal for her to have some gaps with these people, these demons, how many can there be in the hundreds of millions of people in the entire continent?

"It's no fun to fight any longer, you, not my opponent" Sheng Wanjian no longer paid attention to Lin Yinmiao, he no longer had the slightest interest in Lin Yinmiao, he was convinced that after the sword just now, Lin Yinmiao would definitely become much quieter, and he would not trouble him again.

Sheng Wanjian turned around and looked fixedly at the man who was dressed in white and kept swinging his sword under the blood-soaked sunset, the sunset was like blood, and it was not just the sun!