Xiao Jian has always liked Tsing Yi, he thinks that Tsing Yi represents the meaning of leisure, but today he is wearing a snow-white robe unusually, which is quite the posture of the ancient swordsman Bai Yi Shengxue, and it matches the white run of the dragon fairy next to him.

"What are you doing here?" Xiao Jian looked at the little dragon girl with a strange expression, she seemed to be in a posture of equipment and battle at this time, and even put on the golden silk gloves that she had treasured for many years.

"What do you have to do with it!" The little dragon girl walked on the mountain road by herself, heading towards the top of the mountain.

Xiao Jian quickly followed, and said with a wry smile: "This is a grudge between me and him, why do you want to wade into this troubled water?" ”

"Did I say I came for you?"

"Then why are you here?"

"Wen Wu is the first, Wu Wu is the second, you can win the first position in the world, can't I fight?"

……

As he spoke, the world's most dangerous peak was close at hand.

"Don't mess with me!" Xiao Jian turned around and admonished, and then flew towards the top of the mountain, and he quickly disappeared from sight along the rocks protruding from the peak wall all the way.

The little dragon girl stared at his departing back with deep eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.

——

Xiao Jian came all the way to the top of the mountain, and a lone figure in a black robe stood on the edge of the cliff with his hands in his hands, and he didn't know how long he had been waiting.

"You're finally here!" Lone Shadow noticed the movement behind him, and couldn't help but smile on his face.

Xiao Jian looked up at the sky, it was the beginning of the spring festival, but today's sky was a little gloomy, like a scene of an approaching storm.

"It's time to make a break!" Xiao Jian retracted his gaze and said lightly: "He's dead?" ”

Needless to say, the other party should know very well who this "he" refers to.

Yin Zhiping!

He was supposed to walk with Lone Shadow, but he was nowhere to be seen at the moment, and Xiao Jian guessed that he had probably become the nourishment of his "ally".

"Do you want to thank me?" Lone Shadow smiled even deeper, and his words undoubtedly acknowledged Xiao Jian's words.

"No!" With a bang, Xiao Jian suddenly pulled out his sword from its sheath, pointed at the blood sword, and said coldly: "I will count his share on your head." ”

Today, the world is discolored, but the edge of the blood sword is more than ever,

"Am I not innocent then?"

"Who is not innocent in this era?"

"Hah!" Lone Shadow laughed, then turned around, and said, "You're right, why is the world innocent?" ”

"But it's just that they are too weak, the ants have never had the right to choose!"

As he spoke, a thick black mist poured out of him, and the sky became a little darker.

"So, is it only natural for me to kill you?" Xiao Jian waved his hand and pulled a sword flower, and the blood sword in his hand burst out with a strange blood.

Darkness and blood blend to create a strange landscape.

The darkness continued to spread, and the sword momentum grew step by step......

Both of them are constantly improving their "momentum" to prepare for the next big battle.

As time passed, the momentum on both of them was pushed to an extremely terrifying level, and gradually formed two whirlpools.

"Very good, you really didn't disappoint me!"

"I said you'd regret your decision."

The momentum is still expanding, and gradually invading the other side's territory, and the two forces are constantly fighting each other, as if they are defending their own territory.

The black mist on the lone shadow's body suddenly formed a huge black figure, he slowly raised his hand, and then condensed into a claw, and a huge dark hand appeared above Xiao Jian's head, slowly falling......

This speed is very slow, as if you can jump out of the attack range with a single leap.

However, only Xiao Jian, who was deep in the center of the storm, understood that the real killer weapon was not the hands, but the imprisoning power that was all around him.

The black mist that permeated everywhere was like a shackle, binding him in a very subtle way, and if he was a different person, I am afraid that he could only be slaughtered.

Break!

He suddenly waved the blood sword in his hand, and the sword momentum moved, and the sword intent carried an indestructible intent, instantly breaking the imprisoned power on his body, and at the same time scattering the dark giant hand.

Shout!

Xiao Jian jumped forward, stabbed straight with his sword, and the whole person seemed to turn into a blood-colored streamer, and the rolling sword followed closely, and the next moment he came behind the lone shadow.

It's the sword of lore! It is enough to kill nine out of nine opponents in the world in an instant, but this opponent is not among them, and he has become one with the darkness.

The black mist flowed, and a lone shadow appeared on the top of another mountain, with a smile on his face as if mocking Xiao Jian's incompetence.

Rumble!

The blood flickered, and a person and a sword roared past, and the top of the mountain was partially shattered by the sword momentum, causing the gravel to splash, but Xiao Jian once again pounced in the air.

"Are you just going to hide?" Xiao Jian stopped his attack after two temptations, and the blood sword was lost behind his arm.

"Why don't you ask yourself?" Lone Shadow asked rhetorically, "Do you have the qualifications to let me make a move?" ”

"Humph!"

Xiao Jian sneered: "As you wish!" ”

Click

Click

…… Blood kept dripping, and a blood rain suddenly turned into a downpour, which was very weird.

"It's just an illusion!" Lone Shadow was unmoved, he was also the leader of a field, so he naturally distinguished the true from the false.

Don't say that the blood rain constructed by Xiao Jian, even this dim scene is just the cause of his own dark realm, and today the sky is actually still clear.

"Fiction is real, reality is fiction!"

"Huh?"

Lone Shadow frowned, and reached out to caress his cheek, which was rubbed by drops of blood.

Blood...... His blood!

He looked up suddenly, as if he had thought of something, and his expression became extremely exciting.

"You're ......"

It is difficult to measure whether it is true or false, and when it is true and false.

He has always thought that this blood rain is just an illusion constructed by the domain, but he ignores the important point, the domain itself also has the "potential" and "will" of the martial artist.

According to ancient records, when the power of a warrior reaches a certain level, a domain will be born.

But in fact, there is another explanation in the second part, when the power of the realm evolves to the extreme, the illusory scene can also be transformed into "potential".

It's blood, but it's also a blade.

It was not only the blood droplets that fell from the sky, but also Xiao Jian's sword intent.

He actually completed the transformation from "potential" to "domain", and transformed "domain" into "potential", no wonder even Lone Shadow was shocked.

Lone Shadow put away his contempt, his face became extremely solemn, and a barrier formed by a black mist enveloped him.

"I really didn't misunderstand someone, you deserve to be the sharpest weapon in this world."

There is a realm gap between the two.

Lone Shadow had indeed reached the realm of [Great Grandmaster], and as for why he was still able to stay in this world, Xiao Jian had no way of knowing.

He is still one step away from this realm, but one step away is like a moat, and it is slim to defeat alone, but he still comes.

This opponent was very clever and died a Kublai Khan, but he didn't know how to use to summon the current Mongolian Khan "Meng Ge" in advance.

He seems to have calculated the death of Kublai Khan, and strictly speaking, the life and death of this king was only a victim of a struggle for power.

"I can't wait to get my hands on this weapon......"