When the sword light dispersed, under the night, it was like a sword mist that shrouded the tiger Qianqiu. Zong Shou's whole person is also like a fog shadow, moving with the sword, and it is difficult to distinguish between reality and fiction. In an instant, in the field of vision of everyone here, it seemed that there were dozens of more sect guards, and they didn't know where their figures were.

The sword qi is vertical and horizontal, and it is also like a cloud and mist, shuttling between the sword shadows. This time, the tiger overlord knife failed to knock one of them back, but it was unusually lingering, extremely gentle.

The sword style seemed to have no power, but it was full of stamina, and it never collided with the Tiger Sword, but slowly, little by little, it devoured and squeezed the space between the two.

In just more than 20 swords, it was a seven-foot long knife in Hu Qianqiu's hand, and the activity space was getting smaller and smaller.

Almost every sword stabbed out was struck at the eyes of Hu Qianqiu's body, causing his aura to be scattered and shapeless. Every sword point is his place of salvation, and he can't resist without returning the sword. As a result, the tiger tyrant long knife was almost trapped around Hu Qianqiu's body and could not be used.

Hu Qianqiu only felt that the more he fought, the more he felt that something was wrong, and after he limited more than ninety percent of his strength, he still had more than 200,000 catties of power. However, at this moment, even if Kong has the strength to outperform Zong Shou several times, he can't use it. A domineering tiger spirit was stabbed and cut off, and it was shattered.

However, he was constantly depressed, but became more and more excited, and the blood in his body gradually boiled. Originally, there was only one attempt at the strength of the sect, but at this moment, he couldn't help it, and his fighting spirit was slight.

"This is Xie Jun's 'Lan Sword'? No, that guy is not as powerful as you. I know, this is the Lingyun Sect's Shocking Cloud God Exterminating Sword! Where did you learn this Lingyun Sect's secret mastery? You have already learned it! I'm not mistaken? Isn't this your true ability? From the rhyme to the potential, with the sword momentum to show the truth of the sword intent-"

When Hu Qianqiu said this, the tiger Zhongyuan on the carriage was already in a state of flux. Eyes twinkle.

Lingyun Sect's Cloud Shattering Sword is rumored to be one of the top martial arts masters in the east of Yunlu. It is said that after cultivation, you can ascend to the nine veins of the heavenly wheel and the realm of Lingwuzun.

Even in ancient times, even the powerhouses of the Immortal Martial Realm were also injured by this sword technique.

Even the Lingyun Sect itself, the only ones who can cultivate it are only three or five descendants. The entire sect is not more than ten fingers.

However, this sentence is far from the latter sentence, which is shocking.

In other words, doesn't it mean that Zong Shou has actually comprehended the sword intent of the Astounding Cloud God Sword and has reached an extremely high and profound realm?

Zong Ling's face was even more pale for a while, and he felt that the voice of the tiger Qianqiu was piercing. The two fluttering figures in front of him were also extremely dazzling, but they couldn't take their eyes off.

That half-demon boy, the light that burst out at this moment was too bright, so bright that it was really unbearable!

"Good sword! What kind of future heavenly position, what is the first day outside the Yunlu Hidden World Sect, that what kind of sect is it, compared to the prince of the world, he is simply a scumbag! No, he is not even a scumbag! An outsider, he actually dares to seek the king's inheritance, what kind of thing is he-"

Hu Qianqiu laughed, the seven-foot knife in his hand seemed to be entangled by dozens of iron wires, becoming more and more clumsy and stagnant.

But the more this happened, the more he felt the joy in his heart. I just feel that this life combined, I can't be as happy as I am at this moment.

The son of a best friend who is regarded by everyone as a waster.,But it's a peerless swordsman with hidden strength.。

The Qiantian Mountain in the wind and rain is also expected to be revived, how can it not be gratifying?

"That lineage must be at least fifty years old before he can ascend to the throne. But I look at the young master, but it is at most thirty! Sure enough, he is worthy of being the son of the tiger father! However, although the son of the world is a sword psychic! However, the old man has to be serious now! The tiger roars in all directions, and he is killed!"

The stagnant knife momentum was already completely trapped in a corner. But at this most unlikely time, it suddenly broke out!

The poignant sword light immediately swept in all directions. Cut off almost all the atomized sword shadows and chop them up!

It's like a dozing tiger, allowing a spider to weave a web around it. However, when he woke up, he destroyed it with a random claw, and it was extremely easy, and it was effortless at all. Domineering on display!

But just when the sword light skyrocketed to the extreme, and was about to disperse the last bit of cloud and mist.

Behind Hu Qianqiu, suddenly a sword pierced through. Without warning, without sound, as if looming. It was also abrupt to the extreme! It was as if it had turned into a part of the moonlight, and all the killing machines and all the breath were all hidden.

Hu Qianqiu didn't notice it at all, until the sword light approached three feet. Only then did he widen his eyes and show a look of horror. The sword light quickly turned, but it only had time to use the hilt to resist the cold edge of the tip of the sword.

Then a huge force suddenly erupted. Hu Qianqiu was caught off guard, and he couldn't adjust more strength to resist for a while. The figure was immediately bounced away, and it slid back several feet.

The two fought fiercely for a moment, but Hu Qianqiu's figure moved for the first time. However, his eyes were bright, and his heart was not only palpitating, but he was even more excited.

"What a sword of shadows! makes it wonderful, and I almost fell under the sword of you. If it is used for assassination, there will be no one to do it. In the case of that stinky boy in the Central Plains of the Tiger, most of this sword has already been braided!"

Hu Zhongyuan was speechless for a while, he was forty years old, so how could he be called a 'stinky boy' again.

However, that sword, if it were his own, would be really unpredictable, and the chances would be half.

This son, who has never been inconspicuous, is really terrifyingly strong.

He was a little ashamed, his eyes were strange, and he glanced at the sect spirit who was standing not far away. If it weren't for this, he would be talented, and he wouldn't have to show his ugliness.

My father's words were really not wrong. In the eyes of others, that sect is a great genius, but compared to this son, it is really incomparable.

Zong Shou stabbed out with a sword, but he was also knocked back dozens of feet away by the force of the shock. The qi veins in the body are surging violently, and the true qi is surging. He took more than a dozen breaths in a row, constantly adjusting, and barely suppressed it.

It's so strong, it's really strong! If this Tiger Qianqiu does his best, even if it is a hundred and thousands of sect guards, he will be cut down by him.

And at this moment, even if the other party restrained more than ninety percent of his strength, he was still suppressed to death. Not only is there strength, but martial arts are also very profound.

However, the more this is the case, the more warlike it becomes! His sword is stronger when it is stronger. The Sword Emperor talks about autumn and disdains bullying the weak, only such a martial arts strongman can make him interested.

Hu Qianqiu praised it, and put the knife at his side with great satisfaction: "I look at the world's son, your double vein body, and it has not been completely resolved." At this moment, I must have exhausted my strength. How about leaving it at that?"

This is the battle, and it can end here. Unexpectedly, Zong Shou shook his head: "Don't, I'm still not happy?"

"Still not happy? Your whole body must be in pain at the moment, like broken bones, and you still have to fight with me?"

Hu Qianqiu was surprised for a while, but the praise in his eyes was even stronger. was also interested: "Could it be that Fang Cai's swordsmanship is not your real ability?"

"I'm about to ask Uncle Tiger for advice! After you and I have fought, Uncle Tiger can be clear. ”

Zong Shou took a deep breath again, and his expression was surprisingly solemn. The hand that held the sword hung down and lifted it upside down.

What about the pain of shattering his body and bones? Even if it was really the pain of thousands of knives, he would not care.

The opponent is hard to find, even if he dies in the next moment, he must fight happily, this is the heart of the swordsman!

Hu Qianqiu's eyes were also gradually solemn, and the intuitive feeling that the Zong Shou at this moment was completely different from the previous situation. A faint, awe-inspiring aura emanated from Zong Shou's body. Vaguely, he was able to fight against him.

There was silence for a few breaths, but Zong Shou chuckled again.

"Xue'er, I'm optimistic! This sword, it is estimated that the young master of your family can only use it today. Once you miss this opportunity, if you want to learn again, you will have to wait until I open the four veins of the earth chakra to make it possible-"

The first snow was strange for a while, what kind of swordsmanship, why can it only be used today, do you have to pick a special one?

However, Zong Shou's words did not dare not listen, staring at the watery eyes, and did not even dare to blink his eyes.

The next moment, the eyes of Zong Shoudi flashed, and he rushed up three zhang and swung out a sword.

"Good attackers, move above the Nine Heavens!"

Listening to Zong Shou's soft moan, Chu Xue's pupils suddenly dilated again.

This sword is extremely smart, traceless, brilliant and dazzling, and full of fairy energy, as if it flew from the sky!

※※※※ More than ten miles away, Li Yunniang's expression was extremely panicked. shook her head violently and said, "Miss, Yun Niang doesn't know what you're talking about, what does Yun Niang have to hide from you?"

"You're still lying to me!"

Xuanyuan Yiren's eyes were full of disappointment: "You said that you were worried that I was meddling in the affairs of Qiantian Mountain, but that Tiger Qianqiu has the power to break the mountain, even if people want to interfere, they can't get it." What the hell is it that you don't want to see?"

Seeing that Li Yunniang was silent, she silently did not answer. Xuanyuan shook his head slightly, and walked straight forward, too lazy to ask again. What the hell is mysterious, you can see it in the past, there is no need to waste time here.

Li Yunniang hurriedly stabbed out with a sword, wanting to block Xuanyuan's way. But the next moment, his complexion changed slightly. I saw that Xuanyuan didn't dodge or dodge, and his body collided directly with the tip of her sword.

couldn't help but be shocked, Li Yunniang hurriedly put away her sword, and saw the red figure passing by her.

This place is very close to the cloud-turning car, and the hill next to it is only thirty zhang high. Xuanyuan Yiren made a vertical leap to the top of the hill, and then the situation below came into view.

(To be continued)