This man is enlightened.

It's really amazing.

I think it is a big ups and downs, great sorrow and joy, this person's mood has changed, and he can break through his delusion, and this is really a step to the sky.

"Yes, yes!"

Li Ducian bowed his head, approving, and at the same time marveling.

This person is worthy of being more than 20 years old, and he has reached the peak in a single thought, and he really lives up to the name of Tianjiao.

wanted to be as amazing as Li Xunhuan back then, but he couldn't break through this situation at such an age.

"Let's raise the sword!"

The wind gathers and the clouds surge, and the snow is like waves, but Xie Xiaofeng seems to be unaffected at all, and he is quiet in the movement, although he is in the midst of the stormy waves, he has a sense of ethereal loftiness that is not here.

He smiled.

Reached.

And now, he asked Li Ducian to raise his sword.

Heaven and man are one.

Although Yan Shisan had stopped, his figure was blurring, and the wind and snow were like a curtain, gradually submerging it.

Li Ducian turned his head to look at Yan Shisan.

He has drawn his sword.

It's just that as the sound of the sword dissipated, this person instantly seemed to merge with the ruined heaven and earth, and wisps of murderous aura began to overflow from his body.

"Raise the sword."

Hold the sword.

The purity of the black is even purer than that of Li Dui.

Draw your sword.

With each step he took, the momentum around his body rose a little higher, the dead aura in his eyes became a little thicker, and the sword weapon in his hand also buzzed and trembled.

Shen Feng came out of the sheath and slowly brought out a long sound that was clear and deep into the ears.

In this decisive battle, the peak is already the most dangerous place in the world, and Yan 13 will temporarily retreat? Or draw a sword?

Yan Shisan's expression was calm, he made a choice, and then took a step forward, firm and calm.

There was a smile on his face that even Li Ducian had never seen before.

If there is anything in the world that can describe death, it must be the man in front of him and the sword in his hand.

In the vast world, it seems that only this black figure remains.

Then, stop.

"Come on." Yan Thirteen Dao.

I don't know if it's an illusion, this sword sound seems to be mixed with a trace of joy, as well as excitement, as well as murderous and fighting intent.

Yan Shisan's voice suddenly sounded, as if it was melted in the wind, scattered in the snow, and seemed to come from the end of heaven and earth.

Fifteen swords of death.

No, this is the fifteenth sword that is even more perfect than the sword that Xie Longteng cast at the right time.

Li Ducian didn't speak, but there was a faint tiredness in his eyes.

He must win this battle, because under the mountain, and even in the entire rivers and lakes, there are countless people watching him and counting on him.

If he loses, it will be doomed to many.

Therefore, there is no way for him to fall.

In the moment before the end of his life, as long as he has one breath, he will always be the undefeated Li Ducian.

It doesn't matter if it's friend or foe ahead.

The sword has risen.

Li Ducian has no sword in his hand, and the sword is in front of him.

The bladeless sword that looked like a knife but not a knife, like a sword but not a sword, now the sword pointed to the ground, slowly rising from the ground, as if being pulled by an invisible silk thread, stopped in mid-air, and spun rapidly.

"Don't let me down."

He spoke again.

The next moment, Xie Xiaofeng was gone, and Yan Shisan was also gone.

At the top, everything in heaven and earth seems to have disappeared in an instant, and there are no mountains and rivers, no grass and trees, no green water lakes, and even no sounds.

Eyes and ears are useless, only dead silence, death-like silence.

Suddenly, the long wind swept by, the snow drifted by, and a strand of sideburns from Li Dui's cicada was lifted and rolled into the air.

"Not bad!"

Li Ducian sighed loudly, if he wins today, he will be accompanied by the rest of his life, I am afraid that there will only be endless loneliness.

The long sword in front of him was still whirling, and the snow curtain in his eyes was thick, so thick that it was like a surging wave, difficult to distinguish from all directions, covering the sky and the sun.

But although it is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, Li Ducian can still feel where Yan Shisan and Xie Xiaofeng are.

They never moved.

This sword is extraordinary, it is a three-way battle, who strikes the sword first, and who strikes the sword, are all crucial.

Li Dui's eyes lit up, and then took a step forward.

What is unbelievable is that others have already taken a step, but there is still a figure silhouette that belongs to him in the same place, and it is always difficult to fill it even if the flying snow squeezes in.

Suddenly, Xie Xiaofeng also moved.

Li Ducian was in front of him, how could he not move.

This person's right hand is still in the posture of holding it in the air, and there is obviously nothing in his palm, but it seems to hold a shocking blade, holding everything, and stabbing out at Li Ducicada who is stepping.

This sword, even Li Ducian was rarely moved, and said in a lost voice: "Good sword." ”

The so-called no sword in his hand, no sword in his heart, such as everything in Xie Xiaofeng's hands can be a sword, and even this flying frost and cold snow is also a sword that is unparalleled in the world.

I saw Xie Xiaofeng stabbing in the air, and the dozens of sword weapons that followed him to the top quietly melted the wind and snow, and disappeared.

Wind and snow swept by.

Where is the sword?

The sword is in front of you.

Li Dui's eyes were contemplative, but he saw that dozens of broken swords, broken swords, swords, and famous swords suddenly flew out of the vast snow curtain, each of which was blooming, and each of them was extraordinary.

Yan Shisan also moved, and he also shot his sword towards Li Dui.

Because Xie Xiaofeng has now exhausted all his moves, he has no strength left, if he throws his sword at the other party, this person will definitely die.

But Li Ducian hasn't moved yet, or he has the power to parry, or he has the ability to deal with it, or maybe this person will win.

The pitch-black sheath, the pitch-black sword, like the twilight that pierces the setting sun, brings darkness and eternal silence.

Looking away from afar, the black sword light seemed to condense into a line, crossing the top.

When a sword is killed, the heavens and the earth are like two points, and the day and night are like opening and closing.

In the face of these two powerful killing moves, I am afraid that no one in the world can dodge, let alone parry, resist, and even retreat.

Forced Li Ducicada, he also felt an indescribable crisis for a long time.

Compared to Xie Longteng's sword, Yan Shisan was more restrained and more terrifying.

And Li Ducian is not retreating, but advancing, and going further.

"Hmm...... Come on, too! ”

His whole person instantly became like an ice carved jade statue, and the veins of the muscles and flesh could be seen under the clear flesh and blood, and even the full hair seemed to become crystal clear, and the hair was all open, and at the same time, the right hand was a finger in the air, and the entire right arm was visibly expanded by the naked eye, and the big sleeves swayed in the wind, pointing at the sword body of the bladeless sword.

The long sword was originally suspended in the air and turned sharply, but with this finger, it turned into a streamer and met the torrent of sword weapons.

He made a move with his right hand, and his left hand was not idle, twisting his fingers, and suddenly saw a lock of white hair between his fingers, which was as tight as a string, and the sword intent on it was swallowed, and he wrapped his fingers, which met Yan Shisan's sword.

In the majestic and majestic vastness of the air, Li Ducian truly showed his heyday and invincible posture.

Between the lightning and the stone fire, the edge passed by, but I saw a broken sword flying diagonally to the ground and sinking into the stone.

And the mighty sword weapon has been pierced by a sword......

(End of chapter)