Bei Mingyan glanced coldly at Sikong Yi who was standing behind Sikong Yao, with a gloomy appearance, his eyes still fell on Sikong Yao's body from time to time, Bei Mingyan knew it in his heart, and sighed secretly.

The family is unfortunate, and there are children like this, and I don't know what sins this family has done in their previous life.

"There's no backstage, you underestimate the little princess too much, the power of the little princess is not as simple as you think. Sikong Yao shook his head, and the long sword came out of its sheath, letting out a very crisp sword groan.

"Don't talk nonsense, let's fight!"

Sikong Yao's eyes were burning with fierce battle intent, and the speed that Bei Mingyan had shown before made his heart surging with war.

As one of the Seven Princes, although he is a little low in the ranking, not everyone dares to fight him. Sikong Yao is warlike, regards the sword as his life, and has pursued martial arts all his life. A seven-foot long blade, a set of Lingfeng swordsmanship, smiling proudly in the entire imperial city. Among the seven sons, there are only two who are good at using long swords, Fu Aoxue and Sikong Yao. However, although Fu Aoxue is good at swordsmanship, he is better at comprehending will, but he can only be comparable to Sikong Yao in terms of long swords. The other few people in the Seven Princes are also good at various martial arts and tactics, but they are not good at using soldiers.

In the palm of Bei Mingyan's previous hand, there was a very domineering gun intent, and the whole person stood there like a spear. The convergent edge, once it bursts out, will pierce the sky, making Sikong Yao also frightened.

"In that case, then, war!"

Bei Mingyan waved his palms, and in a flash of fire, the Red Sun Burning Sky Spear suddenly appeared in his hand. The firelight flickered, and the scorching breath spread instantly, as if a dragon's roar sounded, shocking the heart.

Seeing the Red Sun Burning Sky Spear in Bei Mingyan's hand, Sikong Yao's pupils suddenly condensed, and he looked at the fiery red spear in disbelief, and his heart was shocked.

"Red Sun Burning Sky Spear, good!"

The fighting spirit was even stronger, and an excited look appeared on Sikong Yao's face. With a step on his feet, the seven-foot long blade in his hand instantly crossed a cold arc.

The cold light shone brightly, and the heavens and the earth seemed to be shrouded in this cold sword intent. Between the sword intent, the faint sword light instantly condensed, seemingly ethereal, but in fact extremely sharp.

Bei Mingyan's eyes were narrow, and Sikong Yao's attainments in the use of soldiers were no worse than him. And Sikong Yao's sword obviously didn't have any vitality fluctuations, just pure sword intent.

"Since you want to compare, then come on. ”

Bei Mingyan was also aroused by the battle intent, and between the swings of the spear, the domineering gun intent burst out in an instant, and the momentum of destroying the world rushed to the sky, but it suddenly condensed and turned into a wisp of gun.

In the monstrous flame gun, a cold light flickered, and the spear stabbed out, like a fire dragon out of a hole, roaring hideously.

Clang!

In mid-air, the sword and the spear collided together, letting out a crisp long groan. Bei Mingyan held the Red Sun Burning Sky Spear, the last to come first, stepping on the crack of the wind under his feet, and between the dancing of his body, he instantly came behind Sikong Yao. With a twist of his body, the Chiyang Burning Sky Spear was like a long whip, directly pumping towards Sikong Yao.

The long sword swirled, Sikong Yao's reaction speed was extremely fast, and between the flashes of the sword, his figure instantly exploded. Suddenly, the sky was filled with that terrifying and cold sword intent.

Bei Mingyan's pupils shrank suddenly, and Sikong Yao's comprehension of sword intent was too terrifying. The sword intent, sharp, can rise in the sky, can converge in an instant, and can turn into a violent wind, as if it has been integrated into the heavens and the earth.

"I'm almost about to break through the microscopic realm, what kind of realm should this be, it's so terrifying!"

Bei Mingyan was horrified, but the Red Sun Burning Sky Spear in his hand was continuous, and between the dances, it seemed to set off a series of fires. The flames roared into the sky, and the guns meant to destroy them all.

"Destroy the gun intent, good!"

Sikong Yao shouted, his body moved instantly, his body skipped by, and his sword intent was like a violent wind, as if it was integrated into the heavens and the earth, turning into a howling wind.

"The wind, in every sword and style, is like a howling wind. Where the wind is, there are cracks, step on the cracks and move, not hindered by the wind!"

Bei Mingyan groaned softly in his mouth, and he stepped on a very empty step under his feet, obviously without the slightest fluctuation of vitality, but Bei Mingyan was able to walk in the air. Between the sword intent, Bei Mingyan was like an ethereal immortal, and the sword was all over the sky, but it couldn't touch Bei Mingyan in the slightest.

Sikong Yao's eyes flashed with a look of shock, he never thought that the sword intent like the wind would be able to dodge.

"Destruction, as the gun indicates, everything is destroyed!"

Bei Mingyan stepped out of the range shrouded by sword intent, and there seemed to be an aura of destruction in his eyes. Between those deep eyes, a sharp light flashed, like a gun, shooting towards Sikong Yao.

"Kill!"

With a loud shout, Bei Mingyan's body turned into a fire dragon, hovering out of thin air, and the gun was pointed, instantly turning into a huge spear phantom.

The fire dragon coiled above the spear phantom, and between its mighty eyes, a cold spear intent bloomed.

Destruction, as the gun intended, everything is destroyed!

Rise!

The dragon roared to the sky, and the spear instantly fell from mid-air, pointing directly at Sikong Yao. Coercion and oppression descended, and a violent wind was set off between heaven and earth.

"Sword!"

Sikong Yao was shrouded in that terrifying coercion, but his body was straight. The unity of man and sword, as if integrated into nature, at this moment, Sikong Yao's temperament changed abruptly under the terrifying oppression.

Deep and inscrutable, a wonderful feeling suddenly rose in Bei Mingyan's heart. It was as if he was not facing Sikong Yao, but a long sword.

The seven-foot cold front flashed with this icy luster, and instantly broke through the sky, and when it was different from Bei Mingyan, Sikong Yao seemed to really be integrated into the long sword. Man is the sword, the sword is the man, and the man and the sword are one, regardless of each other.

"Kill!"

The collision of the sword and the spear set off a storm in mid-air.

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