Although the Tibetan Sword Villa has not plummeted, it is also a declining river, and it lives up to his prosperity, but the status of the Tibetan Sword Villa in the rivers and lakes is not comparable to that of ordinary sects.

As for the imperial court, they didn't take back the plaque given by Bai Xuan back then, and it seems that they have some conscience. Today, Jian Zangfeng personally came to Qinglou Xiaofang to look for a place, naturally for two things.

Jian Zangfeng swept the sword in his hand, it was a majestic sword qi, Li Shuran stepped on the wind, and suddenly gave birth to yin and yang two qi, the weak willow Fufeng sword was weird, and the sword qi suddenly met Jian Zangfeng.

The sword qi intersected, the two of them rushed forward, the long sword in their hands broke through countless sword qi, one of them suddenly had majestic true qi under his feet, and one stepped on the wind and clouds, the wind and clouds changed, and Jian Zangfeng and Li Shuran fought in close quarters.

The weak willow Fufeng sword in Li Shuran's hand turned into a thousand sword shadows, and rushed to the front of the sword. Jian Zangfeng blocked Jiang Jian and blocked it, and then shook and slashed, blocking Li Shuran's sword shadow.

Jian Zangfeng held the sword in both hands, and the wide sword blocked the river and went up, and the sword momentum directly attacked Li Shuran's throat from the bottom to the top. Li Shuran's wrist flicked, the weak willow helped the wind and the weak willow circled, wrapped around the tip of the sword of the barricade, pulled down, the sword momentum of the barricade went down, Li Shuran stepped lightly, his body turned, the weak willow Fufeng trembled in his hand, the sword body was straight, and the weak willow Fufeng slashed the neck behind the sword Zangfeng.

Jian Zangfeng stepped on both feet, loosened his hips, split a word horse, and the sword in his hand blocked the river in an instant, "poof", the weak willow Fufeng slashed a sword on the sword that Jian Zangfeng blocked behind him.

The two swords exchanged out of thin air, Jian Zangfeng's feet swirled, a whirlwind leg spun around, and his feet kicked at Li Shuran. Li Shuran turned his left wrist, and his palm suddenly became purple true qi, and he blocked Jian Zangfeng's legs with one palm.

The palms and legs intersected, the two separated, Li Shuran and Jian Zangfeng stepped on both feet, and their bodies turned into afterimages and rushed towards each other. Li Shuran's body seemed to be disillusioned, and the sword in the hand of Jian Zangfeng suddenly stopped the river and the ground suddenly rounded, the sword qi covered his body, the true qi was majestic, and the sword qi was incarnated, and the sword shadow of the thirteen remnant swords suddenly appeared.

Teng Qingshan and Nameless were both shocked in their hearts, they couldn't imagine that this sword Zangfeng didn't need to fly, and they actually visualized thirteen remnant sword shadows.

Thirteen remnant swords and sword formations are offensive and defensive against each other.

Wherever Li Shuran's body is disillusioned, there are butterflies flying, peach blossoms looming, a butterfly and a sword qi, a flower and a sword shadow, under a breath, butterflies are flying all over the sky, and peach blossoms are one after another.

The thirteen remnant sword formations were under the command of the sword hidden front and the Jiang Sword, and the offensive rushed towards Li Shuran. Li Shuran's body was like a cloud like smoke, and among the butterflies and flowers, thousands of sword qi intertwined with a sword net and rushed towards Jian Zangfeng.

The remnant sword array and the butterfly flower intersected, and for a while, the energy was agitated, and in the real air rotation, Li Shuran's body was disillusioned, as if he had disappeared into the sky. Jian Zangfeng's sword jumped up in the air and came out of his hand, Jian Zangfeng pinched his sword fingers, and the sword turned into a streamer and killed the void where Li Shuran's figure was not visible.

The sword light overflowed, and Li Shuran's figure was not seen, Jian Zangfeng's eyebrows were furrowed, and the sword fingers in his hand turned, and the sword blocking the river turned into thousands of sharp swords in an instant, covering the sky, wanting to seal the void around him.

Li Shuran's figure is still missing, and the people in the rivers and lakes below are all amazed and very concerned.

"What do I see? I don't dare to see anyone, I guess I hooked up with this Jian Zangfeng to deceive us. At this moment, there was a sound of laughter, and the nameless murderous aura rushed up, and at a glance, it was the North Window Yejun who was standing alone.

As soon as the nameless body turned, Teng Qingshan glanced at the nameless, and his figure also turned slightly.

Seeing Nameless looking at him, the North Window Yejun sneered disdainfully, and with a sneer, the nameless sword in Nameless Hand suddenly came out of the sheath, and the sword light pierced the night sky, killing the North Window Yejun.

Teng Qingshan's is like this, and the dark luck in the palm of his hand is also aimed at the north window Yejun.

A trace of cold light flashed between the dark nights that Ye Jun saw in the north window, and with a step on his feet, his figure jumped away, and the paper fan in his hand poured true qi, directly blocking the nameless sword qi.

The nameless figure is even more urgent, and the murderous aura is infused, and his intention seems to be that he must kill the North Window Industry!

Looking at the air, the thirteen remnant sword formations of Jian Zang Feng were entangled by Li Shuran's butterfly sword qi, and his figure could not be seen anywhere, and Jian Zangfeng's sword fingers were pinched and swept towards the void.

The next moment, there was a sword roar in the remnant sword array, the sword qi rose to the sky, Jian Zangfeng was shocked, his fingers pinched, the sword of the river was slightly back, his left hand pinched the sword fingers, his body was slightly off, and he stabbed behind him.

"Oh", at this moment, Li Shuran's figure suddenly flashed behind Jian Zangfeng, and the weak willow Fufeng stabbed at Jian Zangfeng with a sword.

The sword fingers and the weak willow Fufeng intertwined, the sword qi rushed, the sword fingers of the sword fingers flew with blood, the sword Zangfeng's mind moved, and the body of a remnant sword rushed backwards, and the sword command in his right hand was sprinkled, and the twelve remnant swords attacked and killed Li Shuran.

Li Shuran's footsteps stepped lightly in the air, his body jumped away, the weak willow Fufeng in his hand stirred and swiped, the sword aura was majestic to meet the twelve Tibetan swords, butterflies appeared under his feet, and his body was almost disillusioned, but a sword light attacked, it was the sword hidden by the sword, Li Shuran's figure appeared, and the weak willow Fufeng in his hand swept back, the sword wind was fierce, and the sword qi blocked the sword of Jian Zangfeng.

Jian Zangfeng saw that Li Shuran's figure was forced out by his own river-blocking sword, and he didn't dare to do nothing, stepped on the remnant sword under his feet, jumped away, and the remnant sword under his feet rushed out in an instant, and the remaining twelve remnant swords merged into the remnant sword array, and the sword aura of the remnant sword array suddenly covered the surroundings, so that Li Shuran, when his body shape changed, he could not be disillusioned.

The weak willow Fufeng in Li Shuran's hand blocked the twelve remnant sword formations one after another, and the sword qi of the two was evenly staggered in the air, and Li Shuran couldn't get out of it for a while.

The nameless sword in the nameless hand was murderous, forcing the North Window Yejun to retreat again and again, and when his mind turned to look at the people fighting in the air, he saw that Li Shuran was sealed by the sword hidden blade remnant sword array and retreated around, his heart was anxious, his feet jumped, and he jumped to the original position, and the nameless sword in his hand did not disappear.

Li Shuran saw that the weak willow in his hand was surrounded by the figure around him, he frowned, and shouted softly in the air, "The wind helps the weak willow." A burst of sword wind came from above the weak willow wind, but the sword wind was a combination of sword qi, and under the majestic flow of true qi, it turned into a hurricane and swept towards the sword qi of Jian Zangfeng.

"Boom", the sword array and the wind support the weak willow suddenly intersected, and the sword qi of the thirteen remnant sword sword formations was blown away by this move by the wind and the weak willow.

Jian Zangfeng pointed at the sword, and a Yan in the hand of the sword returned to his own hand, and the sword of the river was slashed, and it was a blow to the sword of the river, and the sword was strong and majestic and rushed towards Li Shuran.

Li Shuran snorted, and the weak willow in his hand swept downward, and the wind blew on the surface of the lake, and the giant lang turned into a sword qi between them, and rushed towards the sword of the sword hidden front.

The two of them made great moves against each other, and the lake suddenly exploded into huge waves, and the two stepped backwards.