"This is the top ten Qingying Sword of the Inner Sect disciples of Western Kunlun, I don't know what kind of fairy sword the horse uses?" Peng Xuan told the origin of the immortal sword he was holding, and at the same time asked Ye Xuan, he was already pressing the palace, and he was aggressive.

There are hundreds of disciples in the inner gate of West Kunlun, and this Qingying Sword can be ranked in the top ten, which also shows that the quality of this fairy sword is extraordinary, even if it is not a divine weapon, but compared to the sword in the world, it is already a heaven, an underground, and the quenched fairy sword sharpens iron like clay, and the edge is like a substance, which can hurt people in the air.

"The name of my fairy sword is very strange, I'm afraid it will scare you when I say it. Ye Xuan raised his hand, and the golden giant sword hidden in the void burst out with a thousand people, and the ten thousand golden rays emitted were like a scorching sun at noon, like the sun in the sky.

If Peng Xuan's fairy sword is compared to a cold moon like water, then Ye Xuan's fairy sword is like a fiery sun, but the golden light momentum of Ye Xuan's thousand people is just a gorgeous decoration, and what flows in the bones of this fairy sword is a bloodthirsty war spirit, and every sword light is a scarlet life-seeking injustice, without seeing blood and not returning to the sheath.

Seeing that Ye Xuan's immortal sword was so powerful, although he didn't know how Ye Xuan's swordsmanship was, Peng Xuan's face had changed slightly, and his confidence in victory had diminished a lot.

"Don't know what the name of your fairy sword is, looking at this angry bull fight, it should be at least a high-grade fairy sword. Peng Xuan looked at the golden giant sword with envy.

Swordsmen in the world all want to have a peerless divine weapon, and a sword immortal who cultivates the Tao wants to have an invincible fairy sword.

The blades forged from iron in the world are divided into grades, and the immortal swords in the cultivation realm also have strict quality distinctions, which are basically divided into low-grade immortal swords, middle-grade immortal swords and high-grade immortal swords, and then there are the best immortal swords and innate divine weapons.

Waiting for the disciples of the inner sect to have a low-grade fairy sword, it is impossible to find, just because the fairy sword is extremely difficult to quench, it is a successful quenching, and it also needs to be integrated into the essence of this disciple in order to communicate with the master's heart, and it can also fly back a hundred miles away, such as Peng Xuan's Qingying Sword is a medium-grade fairy sword, or a collection only available in such a big school as West Kunlun, plus Peng Xuan's cultivation progress is extremely fast, and it was discovered by the sect's mountain patrol elders, and a fairy sword was specially rewarded.

As soon as Peng Xuan saw the momentum of the immortal sword that Ye Xuan was royal, he knew that the immortal sword in his hand was definitely inferior in terms of quality, which was enough to prove that Ye Xuan's immortal sword was at least a top-grade immortal sword.

"My fairy sword, called Thousand People Chop. Ye Xuan smiled coldly, and released the monstrous killing intent contained in the Thousand People Behead, and suddenly the color of the heavens and the earth changed, and the grass and trees were sad.

Not to mention that the people in the martial arts below the ring were all silent, and they didn't dare to come out of the atmosphere, but the Qiankun Dragon Guards guarding in the distance couldn't help but fight a cold war, and the Dragon Guards who originally looked down on the horse Ye Xuan also had a little more respect at the moment, and their eyes looking in the direction of the ring were also a little more curious and confused.

Being in the ring, Peng Xuan, who was closest to the thousand-person beheading, felt very terrifying, as if he was on a reef in the middle of the blood-red sea, surrounded by huge waves that overwhelmed the mountains and seas.

Suddenly, the murderous aura dissipated without a trace, and the hallucinations in Peng Xuan's mind disappeared with it, but this inner disciple of West Kunlun couldn't help but shiver, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and felt that the battle with Ye Xuan was only afraid of more than one auspicious.

"Strike first is strong, and then strike to suffer!" This thought flashed in his mind, Peng Xuan exerted the imperial sword technique in the Kunlun Jue to the extreme, and his spiritual power was vigorous, and the Qing Ying Sword in the sky trembled slightly, turning into a cyan light and shadow, and stabbed towards Ye Xuan viciously.

Where did Ye Xuan think that this Peng Xuan still had the temperament of a peerless swordsman at first, but the next moment he became an assassin with a dagger to see him, and he attacked so quickly and attacked so ruthlessly.

"Cultivators are all so virtuous, no wonder the words "Dead Daoists, Immortal Poor Dao" is the most rational saying. Ye Xuan scolded viciously in his heart, but he was a lazy donkey rolling, where did he take into account the image of the leader of the Horse Alliance, first avoid the danger of being disemboweled by the Qing Ying Sword.

The power of the critical attack of the Qing Ying Sword is extremely great, and there is a small pit ten meters deep in the ring, even Ye Xuan's face changed slightly when he saw it, this kind of immortal sword sprint burst out of the killing power, at close range, he is afraid of being invincible, even if he has the dragon python armor, he can't resist it.

"Play ruthlessly with me, it doesn't matter if you are West Kunlun or East Kunlun, come to my field to make trouble and provoke, today the leader of this alliance will let you know that you can't come and go, either leave sideways, or crawl out and get out, or leave an arm or thigh or something, so that you, the proud son of the sky who invites the empty door, the inner disciple of West Kunlun, will become a rare remnant of cultivation, and the future of cultivation will also be a defective of heaven and earth. ”

Ye Xuan was vicious, and directly recalled the thousands of people in the air, holding it in his hand, obviously not wanting to entangle with this Peng Xuan with his swordsmanship, and directly chased and killed Peng Xuan, who was defenseless at the moment, with swordsmanship in the world.

The green sword is in the sky, and you have nothing to escape from the sword, see how you can escape the furious pursuit of my thousand people.

With this thought in his heart, Ye Xuan did not immediately start to implement it, but slashed thousands of people in front of his chest, pretending to be frightened, and sighed on the edge of the ten-meter deep pit, which seemed very funny.

"Imperial Sword, let's continue to fight!" Peng Xuan saw Ye Xuan's greedy appearance and fear of death, and he was also a little crying and laughing, on weekdays, he fought with his senior brother, where was there such an opponent, and he held the sword in his hand.

Ye Xuan saw that Peng Xuan was already a little close, only a distance of ten meters, and immediately turned around and made a grimace, which suddenly made Peng Xuan's mind relax again, feeling that this horse's mind was not completely enlightened, but it was only a deep blessing, and he had to have such a skill after a thousand people cut this high-grade immortal sword, and some superficial cultivation methods.

Unconsciously, Ye Xuan got two meters closer, and finally couldn't hold it back, carrying the giant sword, his body was like the wind, and he slashed towards Peng Xuan violently, and the thousand people seemed to feel the anger and killing intent in Ye Xuan's heart, and suddenly scattered a full three meters of scarlet sword qi, which was powerful and unstoppable.

Where did Peng Xuan think that Ye Xuan was so cunning, he was deceived into a nearby place and hurt people, or he still slashed the fairy sword with a thousand people without any moves, and it was like fighting with the butcher in the market, vulgar to the extreme.

But it was this kind of hand-to-hand combat without indiscriminate slashing that made Peng Xuan feel a lot of pressure, and he didn't know how to resolve it at all, first, there was no Qingying Sword in his hand, and second, the three-meter scarlet sword qi was too cold, and he would be injured if he rubbed it, and he would die if he touched it.

In just a few seconds, Peng Xuan was in danger repeatedly, and narrowly avoided Ye Xuan's slashing and slashing, but Ye Xuan's body method was also surprisingly fast, agile as a civet cat, like a maggot with bones, Peng Xuan couldn't get rid of the horse's pursuit at all.

The two should have been high-spirited, the sword fighting method, for the martial arts people under the ring to perform a sword fairy duel that has been passed down through the ages and has been passed down for centuries, all kinds of magnificent and atmospheric tricks are incredible, and they are even more heartwarming in retrospect, and when they say it to their juniors in the future, they should have a flash of reverence in their eyes, but at this moment......

At this moment, it was simply two reckless men who didn't understand martial arts at all chasing and fleeing, Peng Xuan's clothes were torn into strips of cloth by the sword qi, and he was embarrassed, and although Ye Xuan was well-dressed, he was roaring inexplicably, like a beast, red-eyed, frantically chasing Peng Xuan, the scene was chaotic and difficult to see, and suddenly there were boos in the ring.