The word "good" fell, the sword shadow has arrived, the sword qi has arrived, and the sword has arrived.

The murderous aura was diffuse, and the wind and snow were in turmoil, but between the lightning and flint, Li Duciao's front and back were already filled with overwhelming sword shadows, and the snow and bright sword light was like a bright sun, making it difficult to look at directly.

Even above his head, there was a divine blade attacking, the sword aura was vigorous, the sword intent was cold, and it was earth-shattering.

The six strongmen of the sword will be the best in the world.

With such a formation, such a killing move, the whole world, I am afraid that anyone who is in it will be difficult to see life, and it will be difficult to escape death.

But Li Ducian is an exception.

The sword light that swept in front of him suddenly disappeared.

The two fingers, which were originally condensed by flesh and blood, quickly became crystal clear, and the fingertips slowly pointed at him, not referring to the divine sword in his hand, but to his person.

The sound of vomiting blood was heard in the wind and snow.

Looking at Xie Xiaofeng in front of him, Li Ducian seemed to have discovered something interesting, his right hand shook, and the long knife was pressed, and he immediately saw Xie Xiaofeng retreating like Guo Ding, flying out for several feet, and only stopped when he was about to fall to Cuiyun Peak, his feet were deep in the stone.

Xie Xiaofeng's sword.

Where are the people?

In an instant, everyone watching the battle at the foot of the mountain saw that the endless snow curtain in the sky was actually cut off in the air, like a huge gap, and a huge boulder rolled down, just because the top of the mountain was actually cut off.

Guy is actually a wishful heavenly demon, a chain of eight types!!

Just when the expressions of several people changed, Li Ducian pursed his lips and smiled, laughing without the slightest fireworks, and then saw that the wind and snow on the peak suddenly stagnated, and the gravel all over the ground first trembled, and then floated in the air one after another.

The pitch-black scabbard was no different from the peerless divine weapon in his hand, and the thirteen pearls on the sheath flashed with a strange light, and the bladeless sheath actually concealed the sword qi swallowing, stirring and swinging, the ice sword had been smashed.

Li Ducicada's expression was calm, his left hand took the handle of the knife, held the knife with both hands, and raised it high, just dragging an iron rod in his hand, dancing and flying, but seeing the shadow of the knife sweeping in all directions, stirring up the wind and clouds to change color, and the sky was dark.

They are no different from joining forces, they are all looking for Li Ducian's flaws, but this person obviously seems to have infinite flaws, but he can incarnate himself into nothing with a gesture, he can see it, but he can't hurt, win, or kill.

At the same time he looked back and looked.

This peerless skill, which originally required a sword and a sword to perform, was actually easily brought by Li Ducian with one hand, and there was no flaw in the fusion of swords and swords, and it was natural, as if it had been transformed into a brand-new martial arts.

It turns out that this finger is the place where the water droplets splash down, and the right talent is extremely cold and true, and now it is the strength of the most rigid and yang, and the yin and yang are fierce, even this divine weapon may not be able to parry for long.

Just as the swords fell, he suddenly became very strange, and his tall body swung up as light as nothing, and flew up, like a snowflake, a falling feather, not a single catty.

followed the sound and looked, but it was Yang Shen who had seen defeat.

"It's my turn!"

Before he could react, the long sword in his hand had been pressed to his chest by that finger, and the whole person was like a lightning strike, his face turned pale, and he staggered back.

Li Ducian was not in a hurry, withdrew his fingers, raised his hand and circled it in the air, as if drawing a circle, covering all the sword weapons in the hands of Yan Shisan and Xie Longteng.

It was Xie Longteng's sword.

He is the youngest, and his tricks may be exquisite, but this internal force is really far from the same, not to mention that he is still facing Li Ducian, who has achieved the Phaseless Divine Skill.

Guo Ding was stunned, and then smiled bitterly, "This is ...... Heavenly machine stick!! ”

"Ding!"

"Poof!"

Yan Shisan didn't laugh in shock, although the smile was ugly, but in the next moment, his eyes were condensed again, because he still had a hand and a scabbard in his hand.

"Huh?"

But his eyes widened as if he had seen something incredible.

"Can you see the next change in my moves?"

Guo Ding raised his sword to make a move, and halfway through the sword, he suddenly saw a white index finger flying diagonally in the wind and snow, and suddenly pointed straight at it.

All of this may seem dangerous and prolonged, but it actually happens very quickly.

It's just that there is one more person, and there is also a sword.

Xie Longteng doesn't know what mercy is, he was defeated by Li Ducian back then, and he has long thought about deciding the winner again, but now he will keep his hand.

Seeing that the other party actually grabbed the sword with two fingers, Xie Longteng's face was expressionless, and as soon as the blades of the two swords slid, he was about to cut off these two fingers.

The momentum has been broken, the move has not been successful, Guo Ding suddenly felt that the finger on the sword was like ten thousand pounds, and the sharp weapon in his hand actually let out an overwhelmed moan, almost about to break.

Li Ducian raised the knife in his hand, the heaven and the earth were in turmoil, he was as lonely as a stone, the black robe did not move, his hair was not raised, the long knife in his hand suddenly dragged a horizontal, the blade passed, but it was a knife that swept away thousands of troops.

"Oh my God!"

Seeing that Shenfeng was coming more aggressively, Li Ducian also smiled, his sword finger slid forward, and he caught the fierce sword, turned his wrist horizontally, and stopped the two swords beside him.

Li Ducia is like a wisp of ghost, shuttling in the wind and snow, changing and moving between several people, without touching the ground, swaying in the air, floating left and right.

It seems to be ordinary, but there is a sense of unpredictability, almost Tao.

Li Ducian did not hesitate, raised his hand and pushed, and the water balloon in his palm exploded into thousands of water droplets in an instant, as strong as an arrow, covering Yan Shisan and Xie Longteng.

Everyone was swept up in the frenzied qi, and suddenly felt that they were caught in the stormy waves, and one by one they could only stand on the ground with their swords on the ground, and the horizontal swords in front, struggling to support.

Xue Qingbi wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth, and there was both horror and horror in her eyes.

Xue Qingbi only felt that there were swords and swords on all sides, and they were constantly approaching, and every inch of land showed infinite killing opportunities, like a big net that was constantly closing, making people breathless.

It was obviously a situation of ten deaths and no life, but he was squeezed out of a way by life, and found a flaw and a gap between the several divine sharp weapons.

The swords grinded against each other, bringing a string of piercing trembling sounds.

People are in front of them.

This person's sword seemed to be able to perceive the opportunity, and the sword light flashed, and it was already behind Li Ducian.

After doing all this, Li Ducian fell back to the same place lightly, as if he had never left and moved.

The sword is a divine edge, and the sheath of the hidden sword is not ordinary.

The figures were staggered, the sword light rotated, and everyone felt that their eyes were empty, and there was no trace of Li Ducia in the flashing sword light in the sky.

But seeing his painting, the frost and snow within the scope of Fang Yuanzhang instantly turned into a little droplet, merged into the circle, and turned into a small water ball, wrapping the three Shenfeng in it, and it was difficult to break free for a while.

The cold ice condensed on the sword fingers, and in an instant, the cold qi gathered and surged, turning into an ice pick, an ice sword, and the edge suddenly appeared, like a spring bamboo shoot that rose and became longer in an instant, stabbing Yan Thirteen's wrist.

Yan Thirteen Divine Blade descended from the sky, his eyes suddenly condensed, and at first glance, he saw Li Ducian moving and changing, and immediately turned the sword blade, but he suddenly saw a sword finger volley in front of him.

Who would have thought that this person would actually integrate several peerless divine skills into one, and he still hasn't done his best.

Not only that, but this sword shadow is also mixed with a world-shattering secret sword.

There is no way, the Great Nine Styles of Soul Dementorship!!

Swords collide and sparks fly.

The sword pointed at the volley, and it was impartially pointed on the spine of the Chixia Sword.

Looking back, in the vast snow, several people either turned pale, or gasped, or had palpitations, just looking at the standing figure, feeling an unprecedented shock.

The blue light on Xue Qingbi's long sword bloomed, the sword was swallowed and contracted, and he was about to squeeze in, but in the wind and snow in front of him, he suddenly saw a section of the sword body poking out, and the sword shadow changed, and the wind and snow in front of him were actually blocked in the unpredictable offensive, such as a cage, along with his people, his sword, all of them were covered in.

Several people on the summit were also discolored, running and rushing, trying to dodge this knife.

Under the defeat and retreat, this person was covered in blood, and he was strong and strong, but he didn't hold on for a few breaths, and he was swept down to Cuiyun Peak by the matchless sword qi, leaving a few sighs in vain, "Li Dui...... Hand...... Alas, good hands! ”

These hands can actually be used to integrate all kinds of martial arts in the world.

(End of chapter)