On a rugged mountain road not far from the Imperial City, a young man who looked to be in his twenties walked slowly.

Suddenly, he stopped and glanced in the direction of the Imperial City.

His eyes were as clear as water, very deep, as if he could see a picture hundreds of miles away, and the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, "The Great Golden Peng King is actually relieved to let Ning Xiaochuan fight with the Lord of Xunjun Peak, will he be too confident in Ning Xiaochuan? ”

This young man in his twenties is carrying a sword on his back, and he looks very young, but his eyes are extremely profound, hiding thoughts about the joys and sorrows of the world, giving people a sense of vicissitudes, just like the eyes of a centenarian.

He continued to walk on the mountain path, and after only one step, his body moved horizontally dozens of meters away. One more step, and you went farther away.

It seems to be walking slowly, but it is actually extremely fast.

............

On the moat, the originally clear water turned blood-red, emitting a disgusting fishy smell.

Ning Xiaochuan slowly closed his eyes, and the four battle swords suspended around his body slowly rotated, wisps of sword qi escaped from the four battle swords, at first there were only four sword qi, then it became sixteen, and then, it became sixty-four......

"Whoa!"

In the end, Ning Xiaochuan's body was surrounded by sword qi, covering a space of ten zhang in a radius, forming a huge sword qi prison.

After practicing the sword just now, Ning Xiaochuan's understanding of the "Sword Prison of Extermination" has become more profound.

The heart of the Lord of Xunjun Peak was slightly shocked, and he secretly said in his heart that he had followed the Sword Saint to learn swords since he was a child, and his attainments in the way of the sword were enough to rank in the top five in the Yulan Empire.

However, Ning Xiaochuan was just a twenty-year-old doll, and it was really weird that he was able to cultivate kendo so exquisitely. Even if you start cultivating from your mother's womb, it is impossible to cultivate kendo to this point.

After all, the Lord of Xunjun Peak was the eighth figure of the Earth Venerable Realm, and he didn't believe that Ning Xiaochuan would be able to surpass him in the way of the sword.

If you want to fight, then fight!

"Qinglian Sword Song!"

The Lord of Xunjun Peak pinched the sword technique, and the sword qi condensed a huge seven-meter-long green lotus behind his body, and pieces of blue lotus petals were automatically born in the air, and even the river water in the moat turned into the shape of a huge green lotus.

His hand grasped the hilt of the sword, and his body almost merged with Qinglian, turning into a streamer!

A sword pierces through the air!

At the same time, Ning Xiaochuan's index finger and middle finger were also pinched together, and he headed towards the main point of Xunjun Peak, and the four battle swords formed a sword formation and flew out.

At the same time, the sword prison where the sword qi converged also flew over.

"Boom!"

The two sword intents collided, and thousands of sword qi exploded and flew out, some crashing into the city wall, and some rushed into the martial artists of the One Yuan Sect, causing hundreds of casualties among the martial artists.

The destructive power caused by the competition of characters of this level was indeed terrifying, and it frightened those martial artists of the Yiyuan Sect to hurriedly retreat, for fear of being injured by the sword qi that escaped.

"Bang! bang!"

Ning Xiaochuan and Xun Jun Peak fought together, their sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and they couldn't compete with each other, and they actually showed a scene of equal strength.

This is quite a terrifying thing, Ning Xiaochuan can fight with the eighth level martial artist of the Earth Venerable Realm at such a young age, and the speed of cultivation is so fast that everyone of the same generation feels ashamed.

"My goodness, this guy's cultivation speed is too fast, and he can already fight with the eighth level martial artist of the Earth Venerable Realm. Yu Qing swallowed wildly, unable to say anything to brag about.

"Boom!"

Ning Xiaochuan and Xunjun Peak Master rushed into the sky and tore apart the different space.

Their figures flashed, and they fled directly into the other dimension, disappearing above the moat.

"Ten thousand swords fly!"

The Lord of Xunjun Peak stood in a different space, his arms propped up, and thousands of sword qi condensed above his head, turning into a river of sword qi and rushing towards Ning Xiaochuan.

It's another kind of powerful kendo supernatural power!

"World-destroying sword!"

A huge female demon shadow rose behind Ning Xiaochuan's back, and when the battle sword stabbed past, the giant shadow of the female demon also made a handprint, shattering tens of thousands of sword qi.

The Lord of Xunjun Peak was constantly beaten back by the female demon's shadow, and the blood and qi in his body were shocked, if it weren't for his profound martial arts cultivation, he would definitely suffer a heavy blow.

What kind of sword trick is this? Why is it so scary?

Ning Xiaochuan's heart sighed secretly, if he used the magic sword to cast the sword technique, that move just now would be able to kill the Lord of Xunjun Peak.

Magic Sword!

That's right, but in another dimension, even if you use the power of the magic sword, no one will know about it.

Ning Xiaochuan's eyes were extremely firm, and he opened the way with four battle swords, rushing towards the Lord of Xunjun Peak.

The Lord of Xunjun Peak unleashed his sword intent supernatural powers, and weaved a sword intent net in front of him, wanting to block Ning Xiaochuan.

How can it be?

Ning Xiaochuan was actually able to walk in my sword intent supernatural power. The Lord of Xunjun Peak hurriedly retreated, but it was a pity that it was too late!

"Broken!"

Nine blood-red demonic qi emerged from Ning Xiaochuan's arm, condensing into a magic sword, and a sword pierced into the palm of the Xunjun Peak Lord's hand.

The Lord of Xunjun Peak only felt a sharp pain coming from his arm, passing through his heart, spreading throughout his body, and his body began to become numb!

The blood in the body was absorbed by the magic sword, and the blood veins were broken inch by inch.

No!

Xunjun Peak Lord's eyes widened, and he tried hard to resist, and the "Martial Spirit Seal" flew out of his body and bombarded Ning Xiaochuan's chest, knocking Ning Xiaochuan away.

However, the magic sword was still stuck in his arm, devouring the blood in his body.

"What kind of sword is this? Can you ...... Can actually devour the warriors...... Blood ...... "The Lord of Xunjun Peak reached out and grabbed the hilt of the magic sword, wanting to pull out the magic sword from his palm.

Ning Xiaochuan naturally wouldn't give him this opportunity, he suddenly turned over in the air, stood firm, mobilized the Nine World-Destroying Qi Control Demon Sword, and stuck it in the palm of the Lord of Xunjun Peak.

The blood qi of the Lord of Xunjun Peak was extremely powerful, and it continued to flow into Ning Xiaochuan's body.

Ning Xiaochuan's whole body was wrapped in blood-red airflow, forming a huge blood cell with a diameter of ten meters.

The Earth Heart Bead was running rapidly in the Martial Dao Heart Palace, urging Ning Xiaochuan's martial arts cultivation to climb rapidly, and finally began to hit the final bottleneck.

"No ......"

The Lord of Xunjun Peak let out a Chesdili roar, his arm gradually dried up, his skin turned yellow, and his bones stood out, becoming like the hands of a dried corpse that had lost its essence.

Click!

The Lord of Xunjun Peak gritted his teeth violently, and slapped his left shoulder with a palm, his shriveled arm was suddenly broken, and a large amount of blood gushed out of his shoulder.

He hurriedly mobilized the vitality in his body, sealed the wound on his shoulder, and desperately flew out of the other space.

Seeing that he was about to break through the sixth level of the Earth Venerable Realm, the Lord of Xunjun Peak actually abandoned an arm, and guided Ning Xiaochuan to abandon his previous efforts.

"Where to escape?"

Ning Xiaochuan withdrew the magic sword from his body, took the four battle swords out first, and rushed towards the vest of the Xunjun Peak Lord.

"Poof!poof!poof!poof!"

The four battle swords all pierced into the body of the Xunjun Peak Lord, leaving four huge blood holes in his body.

"Poof!"

The Lord of Xunjun Peak screamed miserably and fell into the moat, splashing blood-red waves.

Ning Xiaochuan then rushed out of the other space and stood on the surface of the moat, using his mind to find the Lord of Xunjun Peak.

The vitality of the eighth level of martial artists in the Earth Venerable Realm is so strong, it is impossible for them to die so easily.

When the Xunjun Peak Lord was pierced by the four battle swords and fell into the moat, everyone was already stunned, "Ning Xiaochuan defeated the Eighth Peak Lord of the Earth Venerable Realm?"

Many people still think that they are dreaming, and they don't believe that what they see with their eyes is the truth, after all, the fame of the Lord of Xunjun Peak is too great.

Those warriors of the Yiyuan Sect, the princes and grandsons in the court, were so shocked that their jaws fell to the ground.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the Xunjun Peak Lord rushed out of the moat and stabbed Ning Xiaochuan in the heart with a sword.

Ning Xiaochuan's mind was so strong, he had already detected the trace of the Lord of Xunjun Peak, just waiting for him to make a sneak attack.

At the moment when the Lord of Xunjun Peak came out of the water, an electric light appeared on Ning Xiaochuan's palm, and a large handprint was made, which slapped on the top of the head of the Lord of Xunjun Peak, and threw the Lord of Xunjun Peak into the air, falling to the bank of the moat like a rolling gourd, smashing a 10,000-jin boulder.

Ning Xiaochuan's body soared like a big bird, intending to deal a fatal blow to the Lord of Xunjun Peak.

However, all of a sudden, Ning Xiaochuan felt that his body could not move, and he was locked by an extremely terrifying aura, it was like a five-finger mountain pressing on his body.

Fortunately, his cultivation was strong, and he immediately flew back and escaped from the lock of that aura.

"Wow-"

A green lotus was born from the void and emitted a brilliant light, reflecting the entire sky in cyan.

A man in white stood in the center of Qinglian, pointing his finger at Ning Xiaochuan, and a white sword qi flew out from his fingertips.

At the moment when the man in white made a move, the King of the Golden Peng, who was standing above the city gate, also made a move.

A large golden handprint flew out, wiping out the sword qi.

"What's the point of fighting with a little kid, or this king will come and learn the supreme sword technique of the Sword Saint for a while?" the Great Golden Peng King's mouth spat out a glow and let out a deafening loud sound.

He's the Juggernaut?

The warriors in the Imperial City were sensational again, and even the Sword Saint came in person, this time the Imperial City was really full of wind and clouds!

In the midst of the Empire, a dragon's groan rang out.

A golden dragon-shaped pillar of light soared up, and in an instant, it flew to the top of the city wall, hovering continuously.

Emperor Yulan stood in the golden dragon shadow, suspended in the void, and said: "This emperor has set up a banquet in the palace to entertain all friends who have come from afar, since the Sword Saint has come to the imperial city, why don't you go to the banquet first!"

Sword Saint, a figure of this level came to the Imperial City, and Emperor Yulan would naturally come to "greet" him in person, at least to overwhelm the other party in momentum.

"Whoa!"

Lines of light and shadow pierced the sky, flew in the direction of the city wall, and landed on the city wall.

Every light and shadow represents a prince!

In the court, more than half of the princes and princes all gathered together, and there were nearly 100 people, just like heavenly soldiers and generals!

Each of these princes is a figure of the martial arts level, and they rarely leave the Hou Mansion in ordinary times. At this moment, they were all staring at the Sword Saint standing in the distance as if they were facing a great enemy.

Only a figure of the level of the Sword Saint can lead to the situation in the entire world.