"The sword momentum in the first stage, actually wants to compete with me, it's just a dream, the momentum comes from the heart, not in a high position, not in the forest of the strong, how to be strong, how to be strong!"

Fei Qianshan drank vigorously in his mouth, and after drinking, the fierceness of his whole body was fully revealed, and with the addition of a bit of fierce momentum, the killing aura in the sword momentum was great, leaving aside the sword momentum, this fierce momentum alone was already like a substance, enough to defeat any cultivator in the first stage of the sword momentum in one fell swoop. ,!.

And it is, and it is.

Wang Ting was promoted to the Great Consummation of the Sword Saint, with the belief that he was the first, he defeated the first powerhouse in the Xuanfeng Continent, and condensed the first sword momentum, which was invincible and unbreakable, and in terms of texture, it was far superior to ordinary sword momentum, but in terms of quantity, it could not be compared with Fei Qianshan.

As a strong man at the peak of the sword saint, the sword momentum is not only condensed but not dispersed, but also to be integrated into his own Jing spirit, every move, every word and deed, can make the sword momentum play a more powerful suppression, once the anger is at the moment, the heart contains a fierce and murderous intention, since the formation of a thunderous sword momentum, crushing down, Wang Ting's sword momentum can not resist at all.

"Bang!"

The sword is scattered!

In the midst of the shock, Fei Qianshan's materialized sword momentum slashed down, completely enveloping the figure of the royal court.

"Only the sword, the sword is a hundred calamities!"

When the sword momentum was about to completely bombard the body of the royal court, Wei Jian's swordsmanship finally came out.

A hundred eons of the sword, twelve waves, a total of hundreds of sword lights, each wave, is ten swords.

However, as Wang Ting refined the top-grade empty crystal, his understanding of space became more profound, and the power of the Ten Directions Sword Tribulation was even greater, although there was no way to cast a higher realm of the Ten Directions Sword Annihilation, but it could condense the ten sword lights in the Ten Tribulations of the Sword Tribulation, sending out a blow close to the Ten Directions Sword Annihilation.

Although there was only one blow, it was enough to deal with a strong man at the peak of the Sword Master.

"Bang!

With two crisp sounds, two of the ten sword lights collapsed in an instant, and the remaining eight were merged into one in a slight shock, and then, with pure sharpness and sharpness, this powerful sword momentum was torn apart, and the sword edge pointed straight at Fei Qianshan.

"Elder Fei Qianshan be careful. ”

A hurried shout came out of Fei Donglai's mouth, and when he spoke, the saber in his hand was already unsheathed, turning into a storm sword shadow that tore through the void, enveloping the royal court down.

"Kill!"

The sword shadow strangled, and in the blink of an eye, it had already rolled up the body of the royal court.

However, before the surprise on the face of this mid-stage cultivator of the Sword Saint, Wang Ting's body had collapsed again, and the power of the eight swords in one turned into eight again, and the eight phantoms were rolled with sword qi, and in an instant, from eight directions, aimed at Fei Qianshan, the peak of the Sword Saint, assassinated him, and the power contained in each sword was ten times that of an ordinary attack, and the sword aura was so strong that Fei Qianshan, the peak powerhouse of the Sword Saint, was terrified.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this!"

Fei Qianshan let out a loud shout, the sword momentum was broken head-on by the power of the eight swords in one, in a short period of time, he had no way to condense a new powerful attack again, in the face of the attack of the eight sword blades, he had to stimulate his own true qi and domain, and the sword in his hand swept away, forming a dazzling sea of fire, illuminating the void completely.

"Unleash the power of the realm in front of me?"

The eight phantoms seemed to snort coldly at the same time, and the body that had been assassinated rushed directly into the flame realm that almost burned the sky, ignoring the heat of the flames, and the blade of the sword instantly appeared in front of Fei Qianshan.

"Not good!"

At the critical moment, Fei Qianshan, a powerhouse at the peak of the Sword Saint, finally burst out with a powerful strength that was not inferior to the Absolute Sky Sword Saint, and in the face of the siege of the Eight Swords, his whole entry seemed to have escaped into a state of emptiness, his eyes did not have any focus, no Yu no seeking, no thought, no thought, no self, but it was in this peculiar state that he entered the whole body, but he stimulated his potential to the limit.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The fire is four shè.

Eight sounds spread out in the void at the same time.

Fei Qianshan, who was in the state of emptiness, stabbed out the incredible eight swords at that moment, disintegrating all the attacks of the royal court, and recondensing his body from the state of the eight doppelgangers.

"This swordsmanship ......"

The god in Wang Ting's eyes suddenly became solemn.

Since his sword-only swordsmanship debuted, it can be said that he has never met a real opponent, any entry, even if his cultivation is higher than him, but under the assassination of his swordsmanship, he will eventually be defeated, especially after he has refined the best empty spar, the changes in this swordsmanship have become more subtle, and there is a faint kind of swordsmanship to break away from the mortal swordsmanship and reach the level of the god's swordsmanship.

But now, this swordsmanship has actually been broken by entering the front?

"Elder, you really understood the selfless sword path in the ancient twelve sword paths according to that remnant map!?

There was ecstasy in Fei Wanhe's eyes, and his tone was full of disbelief.

"Poof!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fei Qianshan, who performed that sword technique, had already spit out a mouthful of blood from his mouth.

A sword broke Wang Ting's swordsmanship head-on, Fei Qianshan seemed to have exceeded the limit because of his speed, straining his muscles, and the galloping true qi hurt his muscles and internal organs, and spit out a mouthful of blood in his mouth, obviously, he did not master the true essence of this swordsmanship.

"Patriarch ......"

"The swordsmanship of this entry is absolutely shocking, I am afraid that it is no less than the sixteen supreme swordsmanship recorded in the Middle-earth Fengyun Record, except for the real sword power Mahayana, ordinary people can't resist it at all, Fei Yong fights them, ten ** is really fierce, you go quickly, go to the Li family, spend a lot of money, invite the Taishang elders of the Li family to come, and administer justice for our Fei family. ”

Fei Qianshan's face was pale, and he looked at Wang Ting's gaze, full of horror and jealousy.

"Patriarch!"

"Let's go!"

"Let's go, do you think you can go?"

Wang Ting's body moved, and his swordsmanship had been displayed again.

"If the three of us want to flee separately, even if we are Sword Mahayana Masters, we will only be able to leave one of us behind, not to mention ...... There is no difference between us!"

Fei Qianshan roared in the mouth, and rushed towards the royal court again, the swordsmanship in his hand gradually began to become undisciplined, but in these undisciplined swordsmanship, it was full of the most bizarre jing, just like an entry, in the face of a math problem that could barely be done, the answer was instinctively answered the moment the question was reported, but when he came to his senses, it took a lot of time to calculate this math problem carefully.

At present, Wang Ting is not so much fighting with Fei Qianshan, a peak swordsman, but rather fighting with the instinct of a sword saint at the peak.

The thought of entering is ninety moments, and nine hundred lives and deaths in an instant.

It can be seen that the thoughts are running fast.

Even the most advanced light brain in the world before Wang Ting, the real computing speed, can not be compared with the subconscious of the class, and now Fei Qianshan has entered that subconscious, which is almost equivalent to a machine that has cultivated swordsmanship to the limit, and the calculation speed is not comparable to that of a Jing Divine Ability in the late eighth order of the Royal Court.

"Ancient Kendo?"

Wang Ting's eyes flickered.

Between the collision of the Ruosheng sword and the sword of Fei Qianshan, a dazzling fire flashed, and in an instant, I don't know how many times we clashed.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Fei Wan River and Fei Dong Lai Erjin hurriedly divided into two directions, and shè into the depths of the night sky at the fastest speed, obviously, they went to the rescue.

"This is indeed no longer limited to swordsmanship, but a realm, a mystical realm similar to the state of idealism, and this realm is not for matter or energy, but for ...... The supreme meaning of the thirty-six swords is somewhat similar. ”

During the confrontation, Wang Ting had already peeked at the tip of the iceberg of this swordsmanship.

However, Fei Qianshan, who is at the peak of this sword master, seems to be unable to grasp the true meaning of this sword path at all, or in other words, his realm does not allow him to master the true meaning of this sword path, as he enters this realm and constantly fights with him, his physical body is equivalent to a serious load state, and the sword technique has been flawed for a short time.

It's like a computer, even if you install the most advanced software for him, but his configuration is too old, but it can't work, and if you force it to run, it will only cause the system to crash.

"Even if I continue to fight with you, in a moment and a half, you will also die from the collapse of your body, but...... Ancient kendo, but that's it, watch me break your kendo!"

After mastering the disadvantages of this peculiar state, Wang Ting had lost the mind to continue fighting, and after the continuous assassination of Fei Qianshan flashed in an instant, a dazzling divine light suddenly burst out in his eyes, as if forming a divine sword that went straight into the soul, killing into the Jing God World of Fei Qianshan, and then, it suddenly exploded.

"Jing Mystic - Thunder Realm!"

"Boom!"

The violent roar in the Jing God World instantly woke up Fei Qianshan, who was in that wonderful state, and in the blink of an eye, his impeccable swordsmanship had become flawed.

Not only that, because his physical body has been in an overloaded operation, he can't detect it in that strange state, but at this moment, he was shocked by the royal court with the Jing mystic magic thunder realm, and the sharp pain in his physical body made his will almost collapse, and the entire physical body at this moment, Jing Ran had an illusion that didn't seem to belong to him...... "That's it!"

Wang Ting said lightly in his mouth, Ruosheng sword stabbed out, and at the moment when Fei Qianshan's body was out of control, the blade of the sword had already pierced through his throat.

"Uh......"

Looking at the sword that pierced his throat, Fei Qianshan wanted to say something, but Wang Ting didn't have the kindness to let him open his mouth after all, the moment Ruosheng Sword pierced his throat, it had already slashed slightly, and the sharp sword qi rolled his head into the void, completely ending the life of this Sword Saint peak powerhouse.

Glancing at Fei Donglai and Fei Wanhe, who had disappeared in the night, Wang Ting did not pursue again, and with a sword stroke, he picked out the space ring of Fei Qianshan, and then his body had already flown and fell

i on the moon god ship.

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