The usual words seem to be talking about what to eat today.

"Self-cut for you?"

Xiahou Gang, who had brown skin, had a tragic meaning in his heart, and said coldly: "You are a sword cultivator, cowering, not daring to see people, you are already self-defeating, what qualifications do you have to let me wait for self-judgment?" ”

"Kill!"

More than a hundred years of cultivation and tempering have already made their hearts as hard as iron, and even in the face of such a situation, they did not choose to flee and formed a five-way sword formation to kill.

In an instant, the sword qi was overwhelming, and the five flying swords shone brightly, with flames, sharpness, heaviness and other sword intent, and suppressed the young man in Tsing Yi in front of him like a cage.

Sonor!

The azure sword light came out of its sheath, and in a flash, there were four people and their flying swords, stunned, and frozen.

Then, a gust of wind blew.

"No...... It couldn't be ......."

A Xuanwu Heavenly Palace sword cultivator who had comprehended the sharp sword intent said a word in his throat.

A line of blood appeared in the center of his eyebrows.

The blood line quickly becomes vivid, and the body is evenly divided into two halves.

Large swaths of blood and internal organs flowed down in a hurry, and when they reached the air, the blue sword qi erupted, turning into patches of lifeless gray ash.

Around him, several of his companions did the same, and the smell of blood and blood with the will of the kendo filled the entire sky in the blink of an eye, and quickly turned into ashes and dissipated.

The flying sword that has been cultivated by the four mouths for more than 100 years is also like the master, and it is evenly halved from the tip of the sword to the hilt.

There was no spiritual light, and it fell from the sky.

Zhou Tian, the sword of the Five Elements Heavenly Sect, shrank his pupils.

The Five Elements Heavenly Sect Sword Cultivator beside him trembled, especially the monk who had previously proposed to merge with the Xuantian Sword of the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace.

"It's been many years since I fought with the Tsukiji monks."

Jiang Ding sighed lightly.

Bite!

The Taiqing Flying Sword turned back, trying his best to restrain its sharpness and sword intent, and slashed at Xiahou Gang's Flame Flying Sword with a single sword, forcing it back dozens of steps.

"That's right, with the Sutra-level exercises, your strength far exceeds the quasi-third order, to the point where you can maintain a long period of undefeated in front of the Jindan early stage cultivators."

Jiang Ding nodded slightly.

"Come, tell me with your life how orthodox sword cultivation fights."

The four sword cultivators who died were all the breath of canon-level exercises.

The Nine Great Immortal Sects strictly control the inheritance of top exercises, and they are not allowed to be taught unless they are great merits, not great chances, and not great backgrounds.

It's also amazing, everyone has the strength of a quasi-third order, and any individual can suppress a double-digit foundation building monk at will.

As for the last remaining person,

If you are born in any small world, you will be a shocking existence, and you can use the foundation building to cultivate as a monk who reverses the Jindan and get the title of peerless Tianjiao.

"Your flying sword, unjust ......"

Xiahou Gang paused word by word, and a large piece of despair arose in his heart.

"Kill!"

He bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of hot blood overflowed from his mouth, turning into a huge amount of mana, all pouring into his own sacrifice and hundreds of years of flame flying swords.

Under the eruption of the flame sword intent, the crimson flames rose several feet high, molten gold and burned iron.

The sword light shook again, and seven identical flame flying swords took shape, forming a sword formation and descending.

"I know this, the first realm of the way of the sword, the sword light is differentiated."

Jiang Ding nodded slightly.

The blue-gold flying sword was unsheathed, and it was head-on, the sword was brilliant, extremely fast, and it was ......

Crackled.

The azure flying sword retreated again and again, powerless to fight back.

“…… Such a big gap?! ”

Jiang Ding was stunned.

The sword intent scanned by, and he promised that he had used the sword intent and mana of exactly the same strength as the other party, so it would be better to symbolically entangle it.

There is no face at all.

"You don't know swordsmanship at all?!"

Xiahou Gang was shocked.

This is no longer a question of whether the swordsmanship is profound or not, and whether the level is high.

He didn't have it at all!

"In this way, even if the flying sword is sharp, ......"

Immediately, Xiahou Gang was ecstatic in his heart, and a glimmer of hope was born, and the speed of the seven flying swords suddenly skyrocketed, turning into seven flame streamers and rushing towards the body of the young man in Tsing Yi in the distance.

Sonor!

The speed of the azure flying sword increased by a bit, and it stopped it again, tangling together.

"Strong swordsmanship, what's the use?"

"I don't care!"

Jiang Ding was annoyed and embarrassed, and let go of some of the restrictions on flying swords and sword intent.

A blue flying sword sword light shined, tossing and turning among the seven red flame flying swords, one sword alone fought seven swords, the blades collided with the blades from time to time, clanging, sparks bloomed, and the aura was born and destroyed.

Xiahou Gang suddenly felt a lot of pressure.

Obviously, the opponent's swordsmanship is not at all, and there are great flaws between one move and one style, but under the speed of the sword and the pressure of sword intent, these flaws cannot be captured at all.

"Edgeworth Swordsmanship ......"

Jiang Ding also understood.

"It is the stabbing of the flying sword, the slashing of the flying sword, winding, collapsing, point and other basic sword moves, including the condensation and scattering of sword qi, explosion and return qi...... It's not useless, but it's a way to use it to make it faster and sharper. ”

"The Immortal Gate is indeed a desert of the way of the sword, undoubtedly."

"These are just basic sword poses."

"In addition, there are things like sword tricks that are more complicated, but can increase the power of flying swords again."

Jiang Ding raised his head, and a little cold light was revealed.

"You, use it, or you die."

"Damn ......"

Xiahou Gang, who was about to look for an opportunity to make a nirvana move, felt a chill in his heart, and the next moment, his face was full of blood, and an irrepressible sense of shame surged in his heart.

"You're damned!"

Xiahou Gang let out a low shout: "Thirteen Swords of Phoenix Blood Burning Soul!" ”

The seven crimson flame flying swords suddenly swallowed the heaven and earth aura within a few kilometers of the vicinity, and the flame sword intent spread out, commanding the four directions.

Layers of fire-attribute aura converged, instantly forming a lifelike flame phoenix outside the seven crimson flying swords.

Phew!

The seven-headed flame phoenix screamed, piercing the clouds and splitting the sky, its claws were red and sharp, with the aura of flame sword intent, and they all slaughtered the blue flying sword in the center, and the sword qi between the claws was swallowed, forming a death cage.

The first sword of phoenix blood burning soul, crack!

"Crack!"

Xiahou Gang shouted angrily.

The sound of clanging was endless, and then, the azure flying sword, which was stronger in one breath, broke out of the flame sword qi cage.

"I see."

Jiang Ding thought for a while: "By mobilizing the aura of heaven and earth, you can add more power bonuses to your flying sword, this is the swordsmanship sword technique." ”

"It's just that it doesn't match my combat style, and this needs to be considered......"

"Broken!"

Xiahou Gang's face flushed, and once again a stream of essence blood gushed out, increasing the power between the sword moves.

Phew!

The flame phoenix transformed by the seven-headed flying sword screamed, and then the flames and sharp edges converged in the sharp beak, and they all pecked at the azure flying sword, piercing the clouds and splitting the sky.

Even if a piece of third-order spirit gold is blocked in front of you, it will be torn and melted!

Rumble!

was slashed back by the Taiqing Flying Sword.

"Burn!"

"Swallow!"

"Burn"

“……”

Next, Xiahou Gang's seven flying swords flew and soared in the sky, taking turns to display the various moves of the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace's sword vein inheritance phoenix blood and soul burning thirteen swords.

The Seven Crimson Flying Swords sometimes turned into an orange-red flame that burned in all directions, sometimes into a vast vortex of flames, sometimes into a tornado that strangles everything......

Eventually, everything calmed down.

The blue flying sword had not changed at all before.

"You're not a sword cultivator."

"You don't have the indomitable spirit of sword cultivation, and you are magnificent."

Xiahou Gang burned the last drop of essence blood, his face turned pale, his breath plummeted, and he cursed resentfully: "You will definitely fall into a bottleneck on this road, and it will be difficult to take a step!" ”

"You will die a life of mediocrity!"

"Well, that's what you think."

Jiang Ding nodded.

Shout!

The azure flying sword flickered, piercing through Xiahou Gang's eyebrows, and the azure sword qi erupted, tearing his body and divine soul into countless gray fragments.

(End of chapter)