The cold light in the wind is clear, and the sword intent in the wilderness is strong!

On the official road, a mysterious old man, who came with a sword, stopped the white horse incense cart, and asked about the murder on the sword.

"Drink ~~~~"

With a long shout, swallowing the heavens and the earth, I saw the old man turn his hand over, and the sword in his hand rose into the air with a sheath, and the moment it landed on his side, there was a sonorous sound, and the sword blade was pulled up for a moment, and the high-pitched sword roar was startled.

"Zheng"

The famous sword that has been dusty for more than ten years, the moment it was unsheathed, the temperature of the entire official road dropped sharply, and in the blink of an eye, it had passed the freezing point, and layers of water vapor flickered, falling on the ground, forming frost.

Seeing this, Ding Xiu immediately exclaimed: "The sword heart is clear, the sword intent is fierce, you are an extraordinary swordsman." The moment the words fell, a chilling breath broke out of the body, the wind whistled, rolling up the frost, and on the official road, it seemed that there was a snowfall, falling and dancing.

"But"

"If you only have this level, you are not qualified enough to kill me!"

When he spoke again, his tone changed, and the blurred sword sound was born out of nowhere, accompanied by an inexplicable sword intent churning, stirring the frost around him, like ripples on the water surface, rippling layer by layer, scattering in all directions.

The old man clenched the long sword in his hand, and the blade of the sword pointed at Ding Xiu!

However, at the moment when he was about to take out the sword, he was shocked to find that he couldn't find any opportunity to make a move, as if his way forward had been completely sealed by Ding Xiu's sword intent, and in the future, it was the official road leading to the Shenshui Palace, and getting out of the way was tantamount to surrendering and admitting defeat, which he couldn't accept.

"Damn!"

"Since I became famous, I have gone through big and small battles, although I am not a complete victory, but I am not weaker than others, no matter what, this battle. It's imperative! ”

I couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise in my heart, I couldn't hold back my breath, and I began to change unconsciously, and my sword intent was stirring, and I couldn't control it anymore.

"Kill!"

With a heavy shout, the old man's murderous aura was intense, and his deep internal force exploded to the extreme, and the whole person disappeared in place in an instant, and the cold light of the sword directly enveloped Ding Xiu's whole body.

The heart is cold!

The sword is colder!

The Xuanshuang Cold Sword gathered the wind, frost and cold qi that gathered from all directions, and the sword intent poured out rose again and again, the shock wave dispersed, and the air was squeezed out in turn to make a "zaza" sound, which was incomparably cold, freezing through the flesh and bones.

"Good!"

"That's it, show your full strength and amaze me!"

Although he is not a pure swordsman, but in the face of this kind of pure swordsman, it is inevitable that people will have a feeling of joy when they see the hunt, although the opponent's martial arts may not be as good as Shi Guanyin, but Ding Xiu still decided to draw his sword and give the other party enough respect.

Nightingale!

Nightingale!

The nightingale cried out of the sheath, a pair of famous swords from the world, a pair of famous swords that shook the rivers and lakes in this world, the moment the divine soldiers appeared, a cold determination had swept in all directions.

"Sword one, break!"

Raising his hand slightly, holding the knife for a moment, accompanied by Ding Xiu's turn of his hand, the nightingale was sharp, the sword style, reproducing the ethereal swordsmanship, and suddenly swayed a sword light, bright edge, dazzling very.

"Boom!"

But when he heard a loud explosion, although they were separated by a few zhang distance, the sword intent of the two of them burst out, and they still burst out with a terrifying huge amount of energy.

A sword ray was full of murderous aura, casually escaping a little bit into the air, and dyeing the surroundings into a storm of frost and ice, and the air was frozen.

The other sword ray was much purer, it was a rainbow that pierced through the sky, only a sharp one that made people's scalps tingle, and it tore the air to pieces in just a little diffuse.

The extreme collision was first produced between these two sword rays.

Immediately, the sword split, twisted into a strange arc in the air, the old man carried endless wind, frost and cold, covering the world and pouring his sword light, he did not dare to have the slightest pause, because he knew in his heart that once he had the slightest pause, then his offensive would end here, completely defeated.

Between Ding Xiu's flipping hands, the nightingale sword was ethereal, wantonly swaying sword light, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, but each sword was very skillfully hit the strongest and weakest point of the old man's sword light, and in an instant, the sword light shot out all over the sky, and the dazzling cold light filled the void in all directions.

"Ding"

With the first sound of the two swords clashing, as the air wave spread out layer by layer, it finally hit the city wall not far away, and then rebounded back, and so on, back and forth, rolling and rolling, on the entire official road, within a radius of several miles, this sword sound was constantly repeated, and it lasted for a long time.

The frost sword, the nightingale's long cry, the two swords from different worlds, symbolizing the pinnacle sword duel of the two worlds, the interplay between the blink of an eye, the sharp sound that pierces the eardrum, is it an echo, or an exchange, it is an indescribable fast, it is an indescribable sword duel, stirring up a different kind of passionate sword song.

"This"

On the carriage, Boma looked at the sword fight in front of him in his eyes, and he was stunned for a while, he was not a stupid person, nor did he not see a real martial arts master, but in his past life, he never thought that a person's martial arts could be practiced to this realm.

Ren Ruyi saw farther than him, relying on the blessing of Ming Yugong's internal force, she didn't dare to be distracted at all, she just wanted to see the sword fight in front of her eyes and remember it in her mind. Because she knows very well that she has only been practicing martial arts for a long time, she is not the kind of peerless genius, so she doesn't have the luxury of being able to analyze the sword duel of the two masters now.

The sword song is blowing in the wind, and the sword intent is swinging in all directions!

The most fierce sword fight, accompanied by the intertwined figures of Ding Xiu and the old man, the sound of the two swords staggering and colliding continued, one after another, and finally continued to echo in the ears, turning into thunder and thunder!

"Drink ~~~~"

In the face of a fierce opponent that he had never seen before, he saw the old man drink in his mouth, and then he desperately urged his cultivation to the strongest limit, and his sword intent was majestic, and he was cold to the bone.

In order to win, in order to kill, the speed at which he unleashed his sword was already extremely fast, and the sword light that escaped and the powerful power contained in it were also terrifying to the extreme.

"Good time!"

This is a senior master whose martial arts are far above Chu Liuxiang, and he is also a pure swordsman, Ding Xiu stepped down, his body moved, the nightingale in his hand turned, and the vast momentum contained in the knife gave people a trembling feeling!

The staggered figure, the swords, is the collision of speed and power, setting off layers of fire and shining, and the brilliant sword light is filled between heaven and earth, composing a song that is the most fierce confrontation.

"Not enough!"

"Not enough!"

"It's still not enough!"

"Xi Lian is quite eighty years old, and he still eats rice and ten catties of meat, and the princes are afraid of his courage and dare not offend the Zhao Realm, not to mention Your Excellency, with all your strength, you can be stronger!"

In the fierce battle, Ding Xiu kept speaking, and between the words, between the nightingale's blades, he swayed the most powerful sword light, and the sword light was directed, and the sword intent shrouded the square circle, forming a forest sword domain.

The old man didn't speak, just silently turned the blade of the sword, and the Xuanshuang Cold Sword drew a stroke in the air, and suddenly, the cold air in the sky contracted a line, and a cold light froze through the bone marrow.

"Meteors from outside the sky!"

The two people who suddenly intertwined, the cold sword light was entangled with each other, stirring up waves and rolling, and a circle of strong shock waves spread in all directions, as if there was a burst of madness, in the wind, at first glance, I saw the sword blade in the old man's hand roaring, the speed increased greatly, and the sword light was like a meteor outside the sky, cutting through the sky, and going straight to Ding Xiu's sudden attack

(End of chapter)