A murderous aura filled the air. Ji Hexuan clenched the Xuanyuan sword in his hand, and the sword body emitted a low roar, as if telling the legend of thousands of years and endless glory. The sword body flowed with a faint golden light, and the blade of the sword was cold and sharp, revealing an unstoppable domineering aura. The Xuanyuan Sword, a legendary divine weapon, seemed to have been reborn in Ji Hexuan's hands, exuding a compelling momentum.

Ji Hexuan stood in the moonlight, her figure like a hard stone tablet, standing still. Her eyes were as deep as the abyss, shining with determination. The Xuanyuan Sword in her hand seemed to be a firm belief in her heart, no matter how the wind and rain devastated it, it was always the same.

The body of the Xuanyuan Sword emitted a low roar, like an ancient dragon's roar, through thousands of years, telling those forgotten legends and glory. The golden light on the sword body flowed, like a golden waterfall, pouring down from the tip of the sword, illuminating Ji Hexuan's cold and determined face.

The blade of the sword is cold and sharp, revealing an unbeatable domineering spirit. It waved in Ji Hexuan's hand, like a golden dragon flying in the air, and every swing carried a thunderous momentum, as if it could tear through all the obstacles that stood in front of it.

Xuanyuan Sword, this legendary divine weapon, seems to have been reborn in Ji Hexuan's hands. It is no longer cold metal, but full of life and soul. Every line on the sword's body seems to tell its history and glory.

Ji Hexuan and Xuanyuan Sword seem to be integrated. Her breath, her will, her strength, were all perfectly unleashed through this sword. She stood in the night, like an impregnable barrier, guarding all that she cherished.

And at this moment, that aura of slaughter has reached its peak. It was as if even the air was trembling and the wind was stopping. Ji Hexuan clenched the Xuanyuan Sword tightly, her eyes flashing with determination, ready to meet the upcoming challenge.

The surrounding scenery seems to change color. The moonlight became even brighter, as if adding a bit of mysterious brilliance to Ji Hexuan's sword body. The wind also became more chilling, as if it was cheering her on.

And in Ji Hexuan's eyes, there is only the challenge ahead. She grasped the Xuanyuan sword tightly, ready to use the sword as a pen and qi as ink to write her own legend. She knew the challenge was going to be tough, but she never backed down.

So, at the moment when the killing aura was the strongest, Ji Hexuan waved the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand. The sword light pierced the night sky like a meteor across the sky, rushing forward with endless domineering and determination.

At that moment, the air seemed to freeze and time stood still. Only the sword light, like an eternal light, lit up the entire night sky. And Ji Hexuan's figure also became taller and more determined in this light.

At the same time, the drought in Ye Qingnian's body also felt the existence of the Xuanyuan Sword. It let out a low roar, filled with disgust and fear for the Regulus Sword. The power of the drought surging in his body, in stark contrast to the sword qi of the Xuanyuan Sword. The two forces collided in the night sky, setting off a powerful storm.

At the same time, the drought in the depths of Ye Qingnian's body also felt the fierce sword intent. Like an enraged beast, it let out a low, shocking roar that was filled with disgust and fear for the Xuanyuan Sword. The power of the drought surged wildly in its body, as if it was a volcanic magma about to erupt, hot and furious.

At the same time, the sword aura emitted by the Xuanyuan Sword was like a cold glacier, sharp and tough. It shone in the night sky as bright as a star, in stark contrast to the power of the drought. The two forces collided with each other, like huge waves in a storm, setting off a strong storm in the night sky.

In the storm, Ye Qingnian's body seemed to have become a battlefield, and the two forces clashed fiercely in his body. His face was sometimes pale, sometimes red, as if he was in great pain. However, there was a determined glint in his eyes, and he knew that this was the only way for him to become a truly strong man.

The Great War is on the verge of breaking out. Ji Hexuan's eyes flashed with determination, she grasped the Xuanyuan Sword tightly and launched a fierce attack on Ye Qingnian. The sword light flickered, and the sword aura was vertical and horizontal, as if it wanted to cut off all the obstacles that stood in front of it. And Ye Qingnian was not to be outdone, he urged the power of drought in his body to turn into a violent storm and swept towards Ji Hexuan.

In a tense and solemn atmosphere, the prelude to the war was finally opened. Ji Hexuan, the legendary female sword god, had a determined light like a star in her eyes. Her hands gripped the hilt of the Xuanyuan Sword, a legendary weapon that could slay demons and eliminate demons. A strong battle intent emanated from her, as if it wanted to ignite the air around her.

Her body was like the wind, and she launched a fierce attack on Ye Qingnian in an instant. The Xuanyuan Sword turned into a silver streamer in her hand, the sword light flickered, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal. Each sword strike was accompanied by a thunderous force, as if to cut through all obstacles that stood in its way. Wherever the blade passed, the air seemed to be split in two, making a sharp sound of breaking wind.

And Ye Qingnian, an opponent who is also strong, is not to be outdone. He took a deep breath and urged the power of drought in his body. In an instant, a violent storm erupted from him, like a wild dragon going out to sea, sweeping towards Ji Hexuan. The storm was mixed with sand and dust, creating a huge whirlwind that swept everything around it.

Two powerful forces collided violently in the air, making a deafening loud sound. The sword qi and the storm intertwine to form a spectacular picture. Every encounter makes people's hearts beat faster and blood boils.

The battle between Ji Hexuan and Ye Qingnian has entered a white-hot stage. Their figures moved quickly in the air, sword light and storm intertwined into a thrilling picture. Each attack is filled with a combination of power and skill that is breathtaking.

The wind roared, and the heavens and the earth seemed to be torn apart by this force, and the two powerful forces collided violently in the air, making a deafening loud noise, as if to shatter the whole world. The sword qi and the storm are intertwined to form a spectacular picture that is breathtaking.

The battle between Ji Hexuan and Ye Qingnian has entered a white-hot stage. Their figures moved quickly in the air, and the sword light and the storm were intertwined into a thrilling picture that made people dizzy. Each attack is filled with a combination of power and skill that is breathtaking.

Ji Hexuan's swordsmanship is as agile as flowing water, and her sword light flickered, like a starry star, dazzling. And the power of Ye Qingnian's storm is like a violent storm, making people unable to breathe. Their battle is not only a clash of strength, but also a contest of wisdom and courage.

Every encounter makes people's hearts beat faster and blood boils. Their figures staggered in the air, like two giant dragons dancing in the sky. The picture of the interweaving of sword qi and storm seems to be a shocking picture, which makes people unable to extricate themselves.

This battle is no longer just a simple matchup, but a legendary one. The names of Ji Hexuan and Ye Qingnian will forever be engraved in this world and become legends in the hearts of countless people.

However, this battle is not a simple contest of strength. Ji Hexuan and Ye Qingnian are both battle-hardened warriors, and they not only have great strength, but also have extraordinary wisdom and strategy. They are constantly adjusting their tactics and strategies in battle, trying to find the flaws of the other side.

As time passed, the battle gradually entered a critical phase. Ji Hexuan and Ye Qingnian's strength had been almost exhausted, but they still fought relentlessly. They know that this battle is not only about winning or losing, but also about protecting the faith and honor in their hearts.

Finally, in a fierce confrontation, Ji Hexuan found Ye Qingnian's flaws. She swung the Xuanyuan Sword with lightning speed, and a brilliant sword aura went straight to Ye Qingnian's vital point. Although Ye Qingnian reacted quickly, he still couldn't completely avoid this fatal blow in the end.

In this fierce battle, the Xuanyuan Sword and the power of the Drought Fish collided with each other, emitting a deafening roar. The sword qi and the storm intertwined to form a spectacular picture. The two forces clashed fiercely in the night sky, like two giant dragons tossing between heaven and earth.

The battle between the Xuanyuan Sword and the power of the drought has become a dazzling focus. The body of the sword shimmered with cold light, as if it contained endless mysterious power, and every swing was accompanied by a thunderous momentum. The power of the drought swept like a storm, whipping up puffs of dust and storms, engulfing everything around them in darkness.

In this thrilling battle, the Xuanyuan Sword and the power of the Drought Devil were intertwined, bursting out with unprecedented power. In the night sky, the two forces collided with each other, making a deafening roar, as if the whole world was trembling. The sword qi and the storm are intertwined to form a magnificent and spectacular picture, and one can't help but marvel at this combination of nature and mystical power.

The body of the Xuanyuan Sword shimmered in the moonlight, as if it contained endless mysterious power. Every swing of the sword blade was accompanied by a thunderous momentum, as if it could split the heavens and the earth and shatter all obstacles. In the whistling sound of the sword qi, there seemed to be the sound of a dragon's groan echoing in it, making people feel an indescribable shock.

The power of the drought was surging like a storm, rolling up puffs of dust as if it were about to swallow the whole world. This force is like a giant dragon churning between heaven and earth, and it sweeps through everything with its devastating power. In the storm, it seems that an invisible force is roaring, making people feel an irresistible sense of oppression.

The two forces clash fiercely in the night sky, and every collision makes people's hearts beat faster and they are so nervous that they can't breathe. However, it was in such a fierce confrontation that the Xuanyuan Sword and the Drought Devil Force showed their tenacity and perseverance. The fierceness of the sword qi and the wildness of the storm are intertwined, as if to create a whole new world.

The battle unfolded in the night sky like a magnificent picture. The interweaving of sword qi and storm, and the contest between the power of Xuanyuan Sword and Drought Devil have all become the most dazzling focus of this picture. In this fierce battle, people also felt the fragility and tenacity of life, as well as the awe and curiosity of unknown forces.

The two forces converged in the night sky, and each collision made a deafening roar, as if it was about to tear the whole world apart. The sword qi and the storm were intertwined, like two giant dragons churning between heaven and earth, forming a thrilling and spectacular picture. The air around them seemed to be frozen by this force, making it impossible to breathe, and could only stare at the battle with bated breath.

Ji Hexuan and Ye Qingnian stood in the center of the battlefield, their eyes firm and resolute, as if they wanted to condense all their beliefs and wills at this moment. Their figures flickered in the sword aura and the storm, each attack full of strength and determination. They are not only fighting against each other's strength, but also against their own limits, challenging their own beliefs and wills.

The sword qi and the storm were intertwined, like two giant dragons churning between heaven and earth, and the tumbling clouds and mist were torn apart by this force, revealing the starry night sky. Every swing of the sword qi drove the rotation of the storm, like a dynamic picture, which made people dizzy. The air around them seemed to be frozen by this force, making it impossible to breathe, and could only stare at the battle with bated breath.

In the center of the storm of this force, Ji Hexuan and Ye Qingnian are like two towering peaks, standing tall. Their eyes were firm and resolute, as if they had found their way in this storm of power. Their figures loomed in the interweaving of sword qi and storm, and every confrontation made people's hearts beat faster and their blood boiled.

Ji Hexuan's swordsmanship is as agile as flowing water, and every time the sword qi is swung out, it is like a silver snake, smart and fast. And Ye Qingnian's strength is like a raging storm, and every impact makes people feel his firmness and determination. The confrontation between the two in the night sky is like a vivid picture, which makes people unable to extricate themselves.

This battle is not only a collision of forces, but also a contest of wills. Ji Hexuan and Ye Qingnian, they found their faith in this battle, and every encounter between them was full of determination and courage. Their figures dance in the night sky, as if they have become the masters of this world, making it impossible to ignore their presence.

This battle seems to have become a part of their lives, and every breath they take, every swing of their sword, is full of strength and faith. Their eyes were full of anticipation for the future and a desire for victory. Their figures, which became the brightest stars in the night sky, lit up the world.

In this storm of power, they constantly collide and blend, and each encounter makes them understand each other better. Their swordsmanship, strength, and will were all sublimated in this battle. Their figures dance in the night sky, like a moving picture, which makes people shocked and moved.

The air around them seemed to be frozen by this force, making people take their breath away. This battle is not only a contest of strength, but also a test of will and faith. Ji Hexuan and Ye Qingnian are doing their best to fight for their respective goals.

In this battle, the roar of the Xuanyuan Sword and the roar of the Drought Fish are intertwined to form a thrilling symphony. And the outcome of this battle will determine the fate of both worlds.