In the cultivation world, although Ding Yan did not comprehend the sword intent, he knew the root of the sword intent grass.

Compared to the sword intent contained in the sword intent grass, Gu Jianfeng's sword intent was really messy and fragmented, and it took a bit of time to break through the sword intent with this comprehension.

"Don't worry, although the sword intent is fragmented, it is not useless, at least it can increase my sword intent heritage, and if I have an idea in the future, maybe I can connect it in series. ”

A few thoughts flashed through his mind, and Ding Yan continued to sink into the state of enlightenment.

Five days in a row passed, and a few people walked in this area from 900 li to 800 li, and a few more people came, always maintaining a certain number, but they found more than a dozen warriors in the area of 800 to 700 li.

Between eight hundred miles and seven hundred miles, it is a second-order sword intent!

The enthusiastic female swordsman was very patient, staying where she was, occasionally glancing in Ding Yan's direction.

Whew!

On this day, a violent wind suddenly blew in the cracks, and the wind gusted, like a dragon's roar, like a tiger's roar, and there was a wisp of ghost crying wolf howl mixed in it, which was terrible and terrifying.

"It's windy, it's windy!" the swordsmen behind saw this, and their faces were ecstatic.

Ding Yan thought about it, could it be that this wind would roll out the sword intent grass? This is so acceptable, why would everyone, including the female swordsman, be overjoyed.

Airplanes!

Just as Ding Yan's thought arose, there was a faint sharp sound of breaking the air in the wind, and he looked up, and in the gray wind, a golden giant sword phantom stood in front of him.

The terrifying edge covered the sky and the sun, and the momentum it exuded made everyone's souls tremble.

Buzz!

The swords of all the swordsmen were trembling, and Ding Yan's streamer was no exception.

This is the coercion of sword intent!

Ding Yan's eyes narrowed, this sword intent coercion, it should belong to the sixth-order sword intent!

"We're fighting for the Sword Intent Grass ahead, and it looks like the Sword Intent Grass we've gotten won't be more than a hundred years old. A Condensing Truth Realm swordsman said.

Sword Intent Grass, ten years of formation, after reaching a hundred years, the power of sword intent contained in the sword intent grass will reach a considerable level, if it is a thousand-year-old sword intent grass, it is even more amazing, the power of the sword intent inside has definitely reached the grandmaster level, as for the ten thousand years of sword intent, it is extremely difficult to appear, once it appears, it has the power of Dacheng-level sword intent, not to mention, it will also form a sword momentum, just like the ancient sword peak, a radius of hundreds of miles will be filled with the power of sword intent.

Airplanes!

Another cyan Heavenly Giant Sword Phantom manifested, facing the previous Golden Heavenly Sword Phantom.

Hundreds of miles away, a terrifying sword intent power swept over, and everyone couldn't help but change color.

The strong fight, the weak suffer!

Even so, there was still no one retreating in this area of nine hundred to eight hundred miles, because it was often at this time that the Sword Intent Grass was very likely to be affected and become a fish that slipped through the net.

Sou!

Just when everyone endured the power of sword intent, in the gray wind, a sword intent grass flew out.

This sword intent grass contains a powerful sword intent, no one controls it, but it shows amazing aggressiveness, as if a peerless sword is unsheathed.

"This is mine. ”

The cold-faced middle-aged man near Ding Yan, who was slightly emaciated, rose from the ground and stretched out his hand to grab the sword intent grass.

"This sword intent should be obtained by the old man. An old man over sixty years old laughed, stomped on the ground under his feet, shook out a heavy wave of earth, and swept away towards the thin middle-aged.

Both of them were Condensing True Realm martial artists, and their speed was so fast that they approached the Sword Intent Grass in an instant and began to snatch it.

"Hmph, who dares to rob me!"

The other sturdy middle-aged man is not as fast as the two of them, but the sword intent grass is something he must get, his five fingers are open, and his fingers contain sword rays in the air, and the five sword rays are intertwined, and they are ejected with a sigh.

The three of them did not come out of the sword, for the swordsman, the sword is to see blood, and the fairy Ah is far from being desperate, and they are all restrained.

Sou!

Another sword intent grass flew in, and the terrifying edge seemed to pierce the void.

A smile appeared on the corner of the white-clothed young man's mouth, and his figure disappeared with the wind, and when he reappeared, when he reached the other side, he stretched his arm and fished out a sword intent grass from mid-air.

"What, and a sword intent grass?"

"Damn, the three of us fought to the death, and he easily got one. The faces of the three people competing for the Sword Intent Grass were ugly.

In the end, it was the old man who was superior in skill and got the sword intent grass.

"Hand over the Sword Intent Grass, spare you from dying!" Putting away the Sword Intent Grass, the three of them gave up the fight, and turned to the white-haired young man, and said in a deep voice.

The white-haired young man was indifferent, surrounded by the three major Condensing True Realm swordsmen, he did not show the slightest timidity, but his face was indifferent, he glanced at the three of them, and said: "Sword Intent Grass Competition, each with his own ability, if the three of you bully the small with the big, I think, there are still a few people from the Blue Sky Holy Land in the front area." ”

His words were unhurried or slow, as if they were casually spoken.

However, when the three of them heard this, their pupils shrank sharply, and their faces changed greatly.

The Blue Sky Holy Land, that is the holy land opened up by the rumored saints.

"You are the ruthless swordsman Ling Wuya!" the slightly thin middle-aged Condensing True Realm martial artist was surprised.

Ling Wuya, known as a ruthless swordsman, ranked forty-eighth on the True Dragon List, his strength was extremely strong, not only was his own cultivation in the late stage of the Spiritual Consummation, but even the pseudo-sword intent had changed from the half-step limit to the real first-order sword intent, and he was one of the three geniuses of the Blue Heaven Holy Land.

The white-haired youth did not speak, which was considered a tacit acquiescence.

The three Great Condensation True Realm martial artists, even if he was a genius ranked forty-eighth on the True Dragon List, with a first-order sword intent body, he didn't dare to relax, and could only use the power behind him to dispel the other party's thoughts.

Just when a few people were surprised by the identity of the white-haired young man, Ding Yan's eyes lit up, his steps stepped out, and his figure disappeared silently, and when he reappeared, he was already by the stream a hundred meters away.

With one hand, a sword intent grass appeared in his hand, and with a slight touch, before the sword intent grass burst out of sword intent, it was sent into the skeleton spirit ring, and then his body flashed, sweeping towards the wind.

In the strong wind, the sword intent burst out, and three sword intent grasses flew over in a row.

"Forget it, we can't afford to provoke the Blue Sky Holy Land, the wind is still blowing, let's do what we can!" the old man said with a smile.

For him, now that he has obtained a sword intent grass, it can be regarded as a small gain, and he doesn't want to offend the genius of the Blue Sky Holy Land for the sake of a sword intent grass.

The other two had no choice but to give up, and instead their bodies flashed, competing for the three sword intent grasses that flew in.

In the rear, many swordsmen shouted.

"It's like this every time, as soon as the Sword Intent Grass arrives here, there will be no more of us!"

"What's the way to do this, most of them are Condensing True Realm Venerables, even if they are not Condensing True Realm, they are also demonic geniuses on the True Dragon List, and we are in the outermost periphery, and the Sword Intent Grass can't fly at all. ”

"Alas, it seems that there is no part of us!"

The wind in the crack is very rare, sometimes it happens once a month, sometimes it doesn't appear for two months, and every time the wind blows, it is the time when the sword intent grass appears most frequently, and there are basically so many different amounts of sword intent grass flying out, so many swordsmen look forward to the wind in the cracks, and they can't wait to blow it every day, but unfortunately, even if it is blown every day, there can be fish that slip through the net, it will not be them.

Sighing, the female swordsman smiled bitterly, she is currently close to the half-step limit pseudo-sword intent, if there is a sword intent grass, maybe she can step over, but unfortunately, for a few months, she has not even touched the sword intent grass, and she has watched it fall into the hands of others.

The wind blew for about half an hour, and a total of twelve sword intent grass flew over, of course, the sword intent grass could still fly out after a few areas, proving that the sword intent grass was almost only ten years, however, for a martial artist who comprehended the first-order sword intent, ten years of sword intent grass was enough.

Ding Yan was lucky and got two.

The white-haired youth got one, the cold youth got one, the golden sword-suited youth got one, the old man got one, the thin middle-aged and the slightly fat middle-aged one got one, and the other four sword intent grasses were obtained by the other four Condensing Truth Realm martial artists.

"With Sword Intent Grass, you can find a safe place to enlighten first. ”

The battle at the front has also ended, as for whether the cyan sword shadow will win or the golden sword shadow will win, it is not in Ding Yan's consideration.

Thousands of miles away from the Ancient Sword Peak, there is a city called the Ancient Sword City.

The ancient sword city, surrounded by the whole mountain, looks down from the sky, it is like a city dug out of several mountain peaks by someone with great force, extremely magnificent.

There are two gates of the ancient sword city, and above the city gate, a carved stone sword hangs, faintly exuding a palpitating sword pressure.

"What an ancient sword city, it seems that this is a city dominated by swordsmen!" Ding Yan was shocked by the momentum of the ancient sword city, and instantly became interested.

Although the cities in the Eastern Regions are not as dense as those in the Southern Regions, each of them is almost a large city that stretches for thousands of miles