"Heavenly Sword Realm, it really lives up to its name......"

The mysterious swordsman stared at the nameless Void Probe and said with a sneer.

Hearing this person's voice, Nameless frowned slightly, and the most inexplicable grief was to disturb the opponent's mind with compassion.

Judging from the breath of the person in front of him, it seems that the inexplicable swordsmanship cannot affect the heart of the person in front of him.

Boom!

There was a bang, and there was a burst of energy explosion between Nameless and the mysterious swordsman.

And in the midst of the excitement, the mysterious man's wrapped scarf was finally shattered.

Only then did everyone see clearly that this person was actually covered with iron armor, leaving only two radiant eyes.

"It's just that if the so-called Central Plains martial arts myth has this ability......"

In the middle of the man's words, a strangely shaped long sword instantly swept out and came straight to the center of the nameless eyebrows.

The swordsman followed, grabbing the hilt of his sword with his right hand just as the sword was about to hit Nameless.

"Suffer death!"

With a loud shout, the swordsman's body turned into the long sword in his hand, and countless sword qi exuding a terrifying aura scattered in all directions.

Nameless knew the power of this sword qi, and immediately took a step back, and the heroic sword also fell into his hand.

Ten thousand sword qi is vertical and horizontal, and it seems to envelop the world outside the Chengtian Gate, and the nameless person who is in it seems to hear countless miserable howls in this ten thousand sword qi.

In an instant, outside the originally majestic Chengtian Gate, it was as if he had fallen into Senluo Purgatory.

What was terrifying was not the ten thousand sword qi, but the omnipresent evil aura that emanated from this square inch.

"Wan Dao Sen Luo?!"

Nameless is the top master of the Sword Sect, and the first time he was in the sword formation, he could see the origin of this sword move.

"Hehe, I didn't expect that there were still people in the Central Plains who recognized the old man's tricks, nameless, but it was one thing to be able to see it, and whether he could get out of this ten thousand Dao Sen Luo was another matter!"

The mysterious swordsman laughed wildly, and then the strange long sword in his hand trembled again, and countless evil awe-inspiring energy swept into the formation again.

In the face of such a drastic method, Nameless, who seemed to have been deeply involved in it, just carried the remnant sword and said four words.

"Evil is invincible!"

With that, he lay the hero sword in his hand, and walked straight towards the mysterious swordsman step by step.

The sword qi that was full of evil qi around him seemed to be dispelled by a very mysterious energy when it encountered Nameless.

Heavenly Sword!

This is a supreme kendo realm for the martial arts of the rivers and lakes.

But in the whole world, only the mud bodhisattva and the monk emperor know that the nameless heavenly sword realm is the same as the Moke immeasurable of Fengyun, which has been brought out since the mother's womb!

Wan Dao Sen Luo is the top swordsmanship of the sword, there are more than 10 million swordsmanship in the world, but there are really very few who can compare to this trick Wan Dao Sen Luo.

It's just that this kind of thing, the most afraid thing is to compare with each other.

and ordinary swordsmanship, Wan Dao Sen Luo is unmatched, but compared to the Heavenly Sword Realm, it is really a step behind.

Seeing Nameless walking out of the Senluo world step by step, Hayato Tianyin frowned slightly, and clenched the Battle Soul Sword with one hand, and between the flashes of sword light, a bloody mark crossed the palm of his left hand.

The Battle Spirit Sword devoured the essence blood of Hayato Tianyin, and the sword formation between the square inches became even more powerful.

And Nameless also stopped at this time, as if he was blocked by the endless terrifying sword qi.

"Being able to support under the old man's sword for such a long time, your kendo cultivation is enough to be worthy of the prestige of your Central Plains martial arts myth!"

Hayato Tengakure saw Nameless stopping, but he didn't have the slightest carelessness.

Holding the Battle Soul Sword in his right hand, the sword body turned into a streamer, and his body moved with the sword, heading straight for the nameless in the Senluo Great Array.

There were only a few dozen steps between the two, and it seemed that Hayato was hidden, and almost everyone had no time to blink before they had already killed in front of Nameless with their swords.

"Not good!"

Seeing Hayato Tianyin's fatal blow, Lao Tianhuang, who was watching the battle from a distance, frowned slightly.

In order to enter the Central Plains, he had a very detailed understanding of the major masters in the Central Plains, and in the godless palace, there are also many secret files that record the strength of the masters of the Central Plains.

This Heavenly Sword has no name, how can it be ranked in the top five.

And the strength that the nameless one showed just now seems to be a little too unbelievable.

At the same time, on the sky outside the Chengtian Gate, after settling everyone in the Tongfu Inn, Zhao Yu, who returned here again, also pouted at this time.

He fought with Nameless twice, and it seemed that he easily defeated this martial arts myth, but he still didn't dare to underestimate Nameless's kendo cultivation.

Edgeworth's presence in the air was unnoticed by anyone.

As a result, he is now hundreds of zhang of the sword, and ordinary people's qi can't spread so far at all.

Second, the golden bell jar that has already crossed the broken realm, the tricks around his body have been integrated, as long as Zhao Yu wants to, the breath around his body will not leak out at all.

"This guy has finally gotten his senses......"

Looking at the nameless man who was standing in place, staring at the approach of the Battle Soul Sword, Zhao Yu nodded slightly.

Hayato Tianyin swung open the Senluo world with a sword, and the tip of the battle spirit sword approached the center of the nameless eyebrows.

Seeing it, he was about to kill this Central Plains martial arts myth, but he didn't want to let go of his right hand holding the hero's sword at this time.

Two fingers poked out, steadily gripping the body of the Battle Spirit Sword.

Without waiting for Hayato Tianyin to draw his sword, the already mutilated hero sword on the side suddenly let out a sad roar and exploded into countless sword shavings......

The scattered energy made Hayato Tianyin's body stagnate, and when he wanted to use his internal strength, he found that the nameless eyes in front of him were shining.

Grabbing the sword with his right hand, he raised his left hand violently, pointed his fingers together into a sword, and pointed his ring finger on his eyebrows.

With the nameless movements, the pure sword qi came out of the Mud Pill Palace in the heart of the eyebrows, and flowed along the arm to the Battle Soul Sword.

"With my Heavenly Sword, I will break your evil sword!!"

Nameless let out a low snort, and the sword rays around his body surged, and then the pure sword qi vented from the center of his eyebrows formed a torrent of sword qi.

"You don't want to die?!"

Hayato Tengakure only reacted at this time, and then his face changed drastically.

It's not that Nameless can't get out of his Senluo world, it's just that Nameless shows weakness to the enemy, in order to die with him!

Dongying said that the Tianyin people were cruel and tyrannical, but they didn't want to, the righteous swordsman of the Central Plains was just as crazy when he was in a hurry.

"If you haven't turned into a barbarian, how can you know the truth of killing yourself?"

Nameless smiled indifferently, the pure sword intent at the center of his eyebrows was even more fierce, and among the one hundred and eight points around him, the sword qi was like a spring.

"Enter the city!"

The old man who was watching from a distance saw the Tao in it, and immediately shouted to the imperial shadow beside him.

Huang Ying frowned slightly when he heard this, he didn't like to take advantage of people's danger, but at this moment, the situation was out of his control.

The knife came out of the sheath in the back, and a sword shot straight into the sky.

Nameless is sacrificing himself at this moment, so that he can stop the three masters of Dongying, and at this moment, he is no longer able to withdraw to block a young swordsman.

"Oh Nima ......"

Above the Nine Heavens, staring at the nameless Zhao Yu, he was startled by the sudden rise of the Silent Knife.

Looking at it, a figure swept past the Chengtian Gate and landed on the dragon road.

The Silent Knife slammed into the ground, and a terrifying sword shot straight towards the Fengtian Temple.

And Nie Feng, who was standing outside the hall at this moment, had already sensed this sword qi, and immediately swept away, and the long knife in his hand followed closely behind.

The Silent Knife Covering the Sky fell, and before it could touch the Dragon Dao, a flash of sword light slashed out from the direction of the Fengtian Temple.

The two collided, and after all, the sword shot out of the Silent Knife was even better.

The horizontal slashing sword was shattered, and then the sword qi swept through the dragon road, opening a huge ditch from the originally smooth dragon road.

When the dust settled, a red ray broke into the dragon path and blocked the way of the imperial shadow.

Nie Feng was dressed in a white shirt and a red robe, and he was carrying a broken knife forged of fine iron in his hand.

As soon as they fought, the knife in Nie Feng's hand was split in two by the Silent Knife.

"Your Excellency, what a powerful sword technique!"

Nie Feng carried a half-handled residual knife, looked at the imperial shadow not far away, and sighed slightly.

In the face of Nie Feng's praise, the imperial shadow only shook his head slightly, then raised the stunned knife in his hand, and said in a cold voice: "It's just that you have taken advantage of the divine soldier, if you talk about the sword technique, you can take my sword with a mortal soldier, which means that your sword technique has also reached the transformation realm!" ”

Okay......

The fight outside was in full swing, and the two people in front of them were appreciating each other.

"Your Excellency is too humble, just now, it's just a fluke, and in the end, if you don't stop, maybe it will be more than a broken knife......"

Nie Feng glanced at the broken knife in his hand and said with a chuckle.

"What the hell is going on, cut him!"

Just when Nie Feng was about to say something humble, he didn't want to hear a loud shout above his head.

Without waiting for the two people present to react, a cold light went straight towards Nie Feng.

When the Emperor Shadow heard this sudden voice, his brows furrowed slightly, and he didn't even notice the person's breath at all.

And when Nie Feng heard this voice, a wry smile appeared on his face.

It's just that in this wry smile, there is a little more peace of mind.

Especially the people outside the Fengtian Temple, when they heard this voice, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as that guy is here, today's dangerous and abnormal fight should be used as a pastime.

And when Zhao Yu's voice appeared, the middle door of Fengtian Hall finally opened slowly, and Jiang Yuyan, dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, walked out of the main hall!

Nie Feng's body moved, and before the cold light landed, he reached out and held it in the palm of his hand.

Huangying waited for Nie Feng to fall down, and then he fixed his eyes, only to see that in the hand of this young swordsman who was about the same age as himself, there was an extra cold long knife in his hand.

"Snow Drink Knife?"

Huangying is crazy about swords, no less than the second sword emperor, and he is quite clear about all kinds of treasure swords, whether they are Dongying's or Central Plains'.

Seeing the treasure knife in Nie Feng's hand at this moment, the breath alone was not inferior to the astonishment in his hand, or even worse.

"Please!"

Huang Ying did not have the slightest timidity, but the essence in his eyes flickered, and the Silent Knife sank slightly, and said a word of invitation to Nie Feng.

Nie Feng held the knife in his right hand, took a step back slightly, and stared at the imperial shadow on the opposite side calmly.

The Silent Knife was raised slightly, and the hilt covered half of the Imperial Shadow's face.

At this moment, the Imperial Shadow was surprised in his heart, looking from the hollow at the hilt of the Silent Knife, the swordsman on the opposite side seemed to be shrouded in a strong energy, ethereal.

He practiced the Seven Styles of Sword Intent, and his internal strength flowed into the Silent Knife, and he could see through the hole in the handle of the knife to check the strength of his opponent's strength.

But this trick was applied to the person opposite, and it obviously didn't work at all.

Through the void of the stunned sword handle, Huang Ying saw that Nie Feng's body was gathering and dispersing, and it seemed that he was simply an ordinary martial artist who had never entered the martial arts.

But how could a person who could take over his golden sword qi with an ordinary steel knife before, be an ordinary martial artist?

"Drink!"

Doubts grew in Huang Ying's heart, he knew that if he continued like this, his sword intent would collapse without a fight, so he no longer hesitated, the blade of the knife was raised, and a golden sword qi flashed straight towards Nie Feng.

Nie Feng, who has a snow drinking knife in his hand, and he who doesn't have a snow drinking knife are two different concepts at all.

The golden sword fell, Nie Feng took another step back, picked up the knife with his right hand, put the broad back of the knife on his left shoulder, and at the moment when the imperial shadow sword swept down, he suddenly turned around and picked up the snow drink.

A piercing sword slashed upward, shattering the Imperial Shadow's sword qi in an instant.

And after shattering the Imperial Shadow Sword Qi, this sword fell downward, and Nie Feng followed the knife, sweeping thousands of troops with one move and falling straight towards the Imperial Shadow Door.

In terms of internal strength, the imperial shadow at this time was probably half a chip higher than Nie Feng, of course, this did not inspire Mo Ke's immeasurable Nie Feng.

But in terms of tricks, although the seven-style sword intent is powerful, there is still a big gap compared to the six tricks of Aohan that Yu Xue Drinking Knife and the Nie family's bloodline have figured out.

The sword fell, and the Huangying hand was stunned, his waist sank slightly, and the blade was facing upwards to resist the fierce sword qi that swept down.

The two intersected only two moves, but the entire dragon path had already been unrecognizable.

If the fight continues, it is estimated that when those people outside the Chengtian Gate are killed, Zhao Yu will have to take people to Dongying to ask for compensation.

Fortunately, although the Imperial Shadow is obsessed with knives, it is not combative. Nie Feng is even more so, if he can be reasonable, he will never go out.

The strength of the knife dissipated, and the imperial shadow raised his head and glanced at Nie Feng, who had also collected the knife not far away.

"I'm defeated......"

The Imperial Shadow doesn't seem to want to hide it at all.

When Nie Feng saw such a calm imperial shadow, he couldn't help but feel good, but Zhao Yu, who was watching the battle, subconsciously pouted.

Huangying did this, in the eyes of a cautious person like Zhao Yu, it is easy to say that it is good, but it is shameless to say that it is ugly!

"You just don't want to fight me......"

Although Nie Feng is kind, kindness does not mean simplicity.

From the time he fought with Huangying, he had already noticed that this guy had no intention of winning or losing.

"Defeat is defeat, it's just that you and I fight, it's inevitable!"

The Emperor Shadow shook his head, turned around and put away the Silent Knife, and was about to leave the palace.

But he didn't want to, he had just turned around and hadn't taken two steps before a sword aura instantly lifted the dirt in front of him.

A narrow, but bottomless gap appeared at his feet.

Although the gap was small, the sword intent contained in it made the emperor secretly surprised in his heart.

If this person makes a move, he probably won't even have a chance to make a knife.

"In a year, I will come to the capital again to fight Nie Feng, and no matter whether I win or lose, I will fulfill you!"

The imperial shadow raised his head, and the voice passed through the internal strength, far away.

“……”

No one answered the Imperial Shadow's words.

But this time, no one stopped him from leaving the palace.

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