Red and black spread across the sky.

After the two swords compete in the sky, it is a battle of will between the fairy sword and the fairy sword.

Wu Changqing had no sword in his hand, but he turned into a sword with the aura of the world, and the sword rain fell on the world.

The Wu sword in the hands of Sui Xiegu took the general trend of heaven and earth as a sword, and the sword aura was full of the world.

This world can already be regarded as a clash between the top figures of kendo.

Rao is Chen Zhibao, who has cultivated to reach the Finger Xuan Realm, can only appreciate the magnificent sword scene, and cannot comprehend the slightest artistic conception of the fighting method.

Xu Yanbing's eyes were burning in the Great Celestial Phenomenon, but there were also very few doorways that could be understood.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng looked at the sword light that seemed to explode one after another, and only felt that there was a heroic aura in his heart, and he could reach the realm of saints.

In this ever-changing battlefield of heaven and earth.

The only thing that remains unchanged is the figure of the two standing in the void.

"There are three million sword immortals in the sky, and you have to lower your eyebrows when you see me."

Sui Xiegu fought with all his strength without scruples, and the battle was hearty, and he couldn't help shouting.

The domineering of its sword.

Even Wu Changqing has a kind of competition, which is competitive with a majestic peak that stands up to the sky.

This is the strongest swordsman he has ever faced with his opponents.

It was enough to take his unrivaled sword intent to the next level.

Looking at Sui Xiegu's high spirits, Wu Changqing's chest had ups and downs.

The magnificent sword intent that filled this piece of heaven and earth began to shrink gradually, not to do the battle with Sui Xiegu's will.

Wisps of pure white sword intent flowed between Wu Changqing's palms.

As the sword intent gathers more and more.

Just by relying on the accumulation of this sword intent, in his hand, he slowly condensed the fairy sword that existed in the sea of his consciousness.

The condensation and reduction of the surrounding sword intent also made the Haoran sword intent poured out by Sui Xiegu with all his strength more and more dominant.

It's just that Sui Xiegu's expression has changed.

It was no longer as heroic as before, but when he saw the sword in Wu Changqing's hand, which was condensed by the sword intent.

His complexion gradually became solemn.

Countless sword qi crackled and shot out of Wu Changqing's body.

They were all slashed by the other party's restrained sword intent.

At this time, the temptation and warm-up between the two top swordsmen had ended.

Next, there is the real kendo battle.

Sui Xiegu also immediately restrained his sword intent, striving to give himself about seventy percent of his sword intent and sword momentum.

So that the next battle can still be enjoyed.

It's just that......

"Fang Cai's huge sword qi collided, and I don't know how much qi was consumed in this kid's body."

"But looking at this kid's calm and relaxed appearance, it seems that he consumes less than the old man."

"Just in terms of the length of the qi in the body, I have already lost."

"Then in the next sword battle, there can be no room for any hands, and you can only use the sword intent that the old man has accumulated for a hundred years to destroy and suppress this son!"

It seems that the arrogant Sui Xiegu.

Keep weighing the pros and cons in your mind.

The battle between martial artists, especially to someone of his height and Wu Changqing.

Maybe it's only a split second.

This is not only a contest of the sword intent and even the state of mind of the two sides.

It is also the grasp of the opportunity and the internal force of the moment.

Thinking of this Sui Xiegu.

Without leaving any of them, all the sword intent that escaped between heaven and earth was withdrawn into his body.

Meantime.

Since he stepped on the path of the sword, he has been devouring the world's famous swords.

The sword qi full of qi is enough to match Li Chungang's opening to the sky.

This trick was originally what he wanted to use if he wanted to stay in the future and have a chance to fight Li Chungang.

Or maybe that Deng Tai'a is now enough for him to use this killer move.

I just didn't expect it.

In the end, he actually wanted to use this stunt at the bottom of the box on a junior who only had one side of the relationship, and the sword was not obvious, and he was optimistic about it.

"That's it, time is also fate."

Sui Xiegu let out a long sigh.

The surging sword intent, like the Guangling River bursting the embankment, burst out on this old man who was more than two hundred years old.

It's different from the previous squandering without scruples.

The old man's sword intent exploded with all his strength this time.

Those sword intents that were enough to disturb the heavenly dome actually slowly formed two sword intent arrays behind him.

In the great array of sword intent, those sword intents that seem to be able to cut all things in the world.

It is no longer that void, but it has indeed condensed into a world-famous sword with a handle as sharp as steel.

The two sword formations are full of thousands of flying swords.

And each flying sword does not look like it is condensed at random, but in the past hundred years, every time Sui Xiegu eats a flying sword in his abdomen, it will reappear in the world with sword intent.

This tide-like flying sword is all the famous sword intent that he has condensed in this life.

It is the greatest masterpiece of his life.

He is not a mere swordsman.

He is a terrestrial sword immortal who has entered the heavenly path with a sword like Lu Zu for 800 years!

"Two sword formations, in one go!"

"A hundred years of spirit, spit it out in three mouthfuls!"

"Boy, remember that the old man's name is Sui Xiegu!"

"It's the one who cut off Li Chungang's arm back then."

The moment the two sword formations were formed, Sui Xiegu was like that immortal, and began to rejuvenate.

The white beard and white eyebrows are all turned black.

The old man's expression became more and more straight, and his demeanor was the best in the world.

I saw the old man who had completely recovered his peak, pointing at Wu Changqing, who was holding a sword.

Slowly exhale the first breath.

Wu Changqing saw Sui Xiegu use such a battle.

At first, he shook his head helplessly.

He didn't want to follow the old guy desperately, after all, this old guy is not bad.

If you can win it over, you will become the future elder of the Immortal Sect.

For him, it's a sure-fire deal.

But now this Sui Xiegu is desperate, condensing all the Dao practices in his life in one breath into these two sword formations.

If he's not mistaken.

These two sword formations full of sword qi from Sui Xiangu will kill more than 10,000 Northern Mangs in the future in Beibei City.

The power of the sword array is what he is now, and he needs to deal with it carefully.

And after spitting out in one go, Sui Xiegu is not far from death......

Do you want to leave the soul of this old fellow in the world after that?

Wu Changqing's mind was full of thoughts.

Sui Xiegu's first sword qi had already struck.

The wind and clouds made the already clear sky more and more bright.

Countless sword intents turned into trickles, sweeping towards Wu Changqing in all directions.

Wu Changqing slowly raised his eyes.

His eyes were already clear, and there was no distraction.

The sword in his hand trembled slightly.

Step on the soles of your feet and take a step forward.

That's what this step has changed.

Heaven and earth seem to have been subverted by a strange turn.

The stream of sword intent that originally crashed into Wu Changqing according to the elegant curve began to show a treacherous meandering degree.

At the end of the sword intent stream, it was no longer towards Wu Changqing.

Rather, it flows aimlessly between heaven and earth.

Waiting for the sword intent in it to wear off.