"Boom~!"

The two swords clashed, making a piercing sound, and the power contained in them also burst out in an instant. A huge force came from the Shui Han Sword, and an unusually huge sword true power surged, dispersing the sharp qi on the sword and rushing into Mo Yun's body.

His gaze remained unchanged, and he shook his whole body and stepped back to unload his immense strength. There was no expression on his face, only his eyes were fiery, he smiled lightly, and whispered in his mouth: "There is some strength, but it is not enough!"

As a fourth-order swordsman, Huang Fei's strength was naturally extremely strong, and Rao is sword true power contained in his twenty qi seas did not take advantage, but fell into disadvantage.

Huang Fei's bladeless giant sword pointed diagonally at the ground, and replied with a sneer: "Senior brother, you can't beat me!"

"Yes, I'm going to try!" He looked directly at Huang Fei, and the dazzling edge of the Shui Han Sword bloomed again, a faint golden light poured endlessly, and the true power of the sword surged out, impacting in the meridians, making a loud sound.

"Break the mountain and divide the mountain!" said slowly in his mouth, and the Shui Han Sword slashed out wildly!

This blow contains even more powerful power, which has far surpassed the swordsman and reached the swordsman rank!

Long Ling and Jiang Yue's faces were full of solemnity, their eyes stayed on Mo Yun, who was as crazy as a tiger, and they could hardly believe their eyes.

With the body of a swordsman, the strength of a swordsman has burst out, is this the asset of the demon?

Huang Fei held the giant sword in his hand, and he also looked extremely dignified. His eyes were scorching, full of crazy battle intent, and it seemed as if a flame was spitting and burning. In the face of an unrivaled sword, he also did not dare to have the slightest reservation.

"Ah~!" The roar was like thunder, shattering the air, and the ripples visible to the naked eye were rippling! The giant sword in his hand was murderous, boiling and rolling with the blood flames of the heat wave, and there were traces of black entanglement in it. The churning flame roared and roared, burning as high as it could be.

Fierce greatswords descended in the blink of an eye, colliding together in an instant.

The Broken Mountain condensed the endless majestic sword true power, forming a nearly two-meter-long Radiant Giant Sword, as if it had actually collided with Huang Fei.

"Boom~!"

The flames of the giant sword beat violently, and immediately stabilized, and the fierce pressure came over, and the sharp edge full of domineering aura contained on it exploded, like sharp needles constantly shooting, the torn air continued to sneer, and the white air burst out.

Mo Yun only felt that the power coming from the Shui Han Sword was extremely domineering, almost beyond the limit of what he could bear. The True Force Lightsaber formed by the True Rank Sword Technique was on the verge of collapse.

The battle intent in his heart was already crazy, his eyes were like a tiger, his mouth was low, and he once again burst out with twenty qi sea sword true power, stabilizing the situation in an instant. The sharp aura mixed with the pale golden light flowed and spread in the air, burning the surrounding air in an instant, and the strong feeling of suffocation continued to stimulate the brain.

The two swords were frozen in the air, and the surging sword power continued to cancel each other out.

Long Ling and Jiang Yue had to retreat and avoid the edge for the time being. The fiery battle intent in their eyes was boiling, and the almost brute force competition between the two in front of them was extremely eye-catching.

Mo Yun, who was only a ninth-order swordsman, had already surpassed Huang Fei, a fourth-order swordsman, with a strong aura at this time. If it weren't for Huang Fei's amazing brute strength, he would have fallen into the disadvantage.

The senior brother Huang Fei in front of him reminded him of Shen Tuhong, who had left a deep memory on him in Kongming City. Both of them are armed with amazing brute strength, using giant swords that open and close widely. The only difference is that Huang Fei's strength is not only stronger, but also full of evil spirits, shrouded in bloody aura, obviously after a long time of fighting, extremely experienced.

Although Shen Tuhong is a ninth-level qualification, he is only fifteen years old, which is far from Huang Fei. The latter is cultivated by fighting, while the former is cultivated by killing, and there is an essential difference between the two.

Huang Fei gradually felt the pressure, he only felt that the power contained in the sword was getting bigger and bigger, and he was about to surpass him. Although it was with the help of sword skills, it had already shocked him.

Mo Yun's whole body was churning, and one hundred and eight qi seas exploded half of it before he could occupy a trace of the upper hand. The true power of the sword continued to spew, suppressing Huang Fei to the death. His face was cold and hard, only his black eyes were bright and hot, arrogant, his long hair fluttered wantonly, and he roared angrily: "Give me back!"

The light of the Water Cold Sword skyrocketed, and the power flowed, making a buzzing sound in an instant, and the air ripples visible to the naked eye continued to ripple and churn. The golden light of the water cold sword was like light, like light, and the stabbing continued.

"Haha! It's a good time!" Huang Fei's face was solemn, the green tendons on his arms were bursting up, the endless sword true power flashed with milky white light, and a trace of bloody aura appeared on the giant sword, whirling and churning. The strength of the fourth-order swordsman exploded with all his strength at this moment, and his momentum rose up, and the boundless evil qi followed suit. The evil qi is condensed, almost substantial.

With a sword in hand, the world is bound! Let you change in every way, I will break it with all my might! This is Huang Fei.

"Ho!" Huang Fei was almost pressed and beaten, and he no longer had any scruples at this moment, and took out all his strength. This shout is like thunder!

"Go and slash~!" another explosion thundered in his ears.

The bottom of his heart sank, and the power contained in this voice actually caused his body to stop irrepressibly, and his mind was lost for a moment. The water cold sword paused slightly, and the light stagnated.

When he came back to his senses again, the giant sword had already slashed down with ten thousand momentum. Underneath the giant sword was a scarlet sword qi nearly four zhang long. The dazzling red glow sprayed thin, as fast as lightning.

At this moment, he did not spare the slightest hand. He knew that even if he took out all his skills, he couldn't help this little junior brother of his own. Without this scruples, he will no longer be constrained when he shoots, his strength will explode, his mind will be accessible, and he will be very happy. Vaguely, he sensed that the opportunity for a breakthrough had arrived.

Long Ling and Jiang Yue's eyes were full of brilliance, and their faces gradually became solemn. Jiang Yueshang was a ninth-order swordsman, and his feelings were the strongest at this moment. In her perception, both of them had the strength to kill her in an instant. Her face was a little pale, but a strong unwillingness rose in her heart.

Huang Fei is her senior brother, and it is naturally not surprising that his strength is stronger than her. But even the junior disciple who has just started is so powerful, not weaker than an ordinary swordsman.

At this moment, the situation in the field changed again.

The strong air flow brought by the sword qi blew Mo Yun's robe. The sense of crisis in my heart is constantly rising, this blow is not a sword skill, but the power should not be underestimated. The previous competition was just a warm-up, and now it's just starting to get to the point.

"I'm not hiding it either!" he snorted, his shining eyes flashing with crazy fighting intent. The whole body is one hundred and eight atmospheric seas, all running at this moment, like a high-power engine, constantly providing power.

The golden light all over his body skyrocketed in an instant, and Mo Yun, who was bathed in the golden light, felt a strong confidence rise in his heart. He never had a moment when he was as strong as he is now!

That's strength!

The golden light on the Shui Han Sword was surging, and a golden sword qi also emerged, about three zhang long! It came first, and the blood-red sword qi was held up above its head, unable to advance a single bit.

"It's ...... Sword Qi!"

Huang Fei almost gritted his teeth and said, the shock in his heart was beyond measure.

The two sword qi were deadlocked, and no one refused to give in. The sharp edge qi continued to shoot out, stirring all around, and the sound of snorting was endless.

The two people on the sidelines had forgotten the shock, and Mo Yun gave them too much shock. First of all, the cultivation of the ninth-order swordsman was a fourth-order swordsman, and at this moment, he was able to cross the level and send out sword qi. Throughout the history of the Sword Luo Continent, it was unheard of at all to use the sword apprentice cultivation as a sword qi that could only be mastered by those who issued the sword.

"Is this the asset of the spirit body?" Long Ling muttered to himself in a low voice, "It's too powerful!

Jiang Yuemiao's eyes flashed with a slight sense of loss. At this moment, she realized how huge the gap between herself and him was.

"Senior brother, give me a retreat! You are not my opponent!" Mo Yun said lightly, without feeling a little tired. On the other hand, Huang Fei was just urging the true power of the sword fiercely at the moment, and he had no time to speak at all.

The huge gap is reflected, and anyone will be disappointed in their hearts. And Huang Fei, as an opponent, feels the most prosperous, and he has been in the business for more than ten years, but he is not as good as his junior brother. No one will feel good about this feeling. Even his belief in kendo has been greatly affected and shaken a lot.

Without any reservations, a powerful force erupted, striking the giant sword high, and the blood-red sword qi slowly dissipated, unable to condense for the time being.

"Kick~!" "Kick~!" "Kick~!"

Huang Fei's body kept retreating, smashing the stone slab on the ground with every step, and he took more than a dozen steps back before stopping. His eyes were full of incredulity, he was defeated like this, and he didn't even have time for a stick of incense. Except for the fact that he had never used his true level sword skills, and he had unleashed all his combat power, he was defeated so quickly.

Long Ling also couldn't believe it: "This is defeated?"

Crossing two realms to challenge and actually win, what kind of strength is this?

"Senior Brother Long, let's go up with you! Today, I let you know what is the real strength! What we have to do is not to chase others. It's about stomping your opponent under your feet. No matter who the opponent is, he will fight to the end! Let them follow in our footsteps! Come on!" The last two words suddenly burst into voice.

Huang Fei, who was originally out of breath and lost confidence, gradually raised his head, his eyes were extremely bright, and his tone was full of firmness: "Little junior brother said it well, why do we have to chase other people's backs! What we have to do is to walk in front of them and let them look up! Even if it is chasing other people's footsteps, in my life, I will only chase junior brother." One day, I will be proud of the continent and look down on the common people!"

"Little junior brother is really not a mortal!" Long Ling couldn't help but praise, "I'm here to join in the fun, too! Senior brother's strength is amazing, I guess he is not afraid of the three of us, right?"

"No matter how many people there are, what am I afraid of?" he replied with a faint smile, "We are brothers!"

"Haha, then junior brother should be careful! Senior brother is going to use sword skills!"

"Sword skills, even if you come, I also want to know where my limit is!" Mo Yun knew that his strength had improved quickly, but it was difficult to grasp to what extent. It's just that I vaguely feel that it won't be weaker than ordinary swordsmen.

Three years later, it will be the great competition of the sect, and he must not weaken the momentum of the True Sword Peak. I believe that in these three years, my strength will definitely improve again.

This time, let's take it as a test of my own strength!