"Carving insect small skill ear!" Qinghua smiled disdainfully, stretched out his hand, and more than twenty sword qi were swayed out by him, these sword qi were not like those new beginner disciples who walked the sword pill that Zhang Wuji encountered before.

Instead, it was extremely flexible and constantly harassing Zhang Wuji's Hidden Sword from both sides.

Zhang Wuji frowned slightly, the sword disc shook again, and the second flying sword was directly released by him.

The name of this sword is Vulcan, and it is the flying sword he made out of his godhead.

Although this sword is not very lethal, but with the Six Desires Sword Codex, it is the top control sword, as long as it is contaminated by its sword energy, or even hear its sword sound all the time, you will feel upset, or give birth to all kinds of negative emotions.

The Fire God Sword suddenly flashed and had arrived in front of Qinghua, and the sword qi on it was suddenly slashed away.

"Hehe, this sword of junior brother can be a lot weaker. The blue and white movements were elegant, and at the moment when the sword light was about to arrive, the figure shook suddenly, and the person who followed the sword had already appeared in front of the sword qi released before him, and he was only ten zhang away from Zhang Wuji.

"Senior brother, how about eating senior brother's move?" Qinghua raised his finger to the sky, and suddenly countless flying swords suddenly gathered around, and a huge sword shadow appeared in front of him, and a sword slashed towards Zhang Wuji.

This move had also been used by the three sword pill users at the beginning, but the sword light phantom emitted by the three of them was not even half of the power of the blue and white sword shadow in front of them.

Zhang Wuji's expression was solemn, but he didn't flinch at all, he trembled, and his sword momentum suddenly surged.

The black iron sword in his hand was raised, and he slashed out with a sword.

This sword is the sword of momentum, and it is the Seven Absolute Swords of Heaven Killing that Zhang Wuji learned from the Sword Forest.

A sword out, the wind and clouds move.

It seems that the whole world is dancing with Zhang Wuji's sword, strengthening the momentum for him.

"Boom!" The Seven Heavenly Killing Swords and the blue and white sword light collided together.

Annihilation of each other.

Zhang Wuji's eyes froze, and he had already stared at the blue and white flowers a few feet away, and the momentum on his body suddenly skyrocketed, and the second sword slashed down.

Qinghua's face changed slightly, and she panicked for no reason.

This shouldn't have appeared on a sword cultivator who had been in a hundred battles, but Qinghua didn't have time to think about it at the moment, and the figure had already followed the sword again, widening the distance between him and Zhang Wuji.

"Qinghua lost!" Aoki, who was watching the battle below, couldn't help but shake his head when he saw this scene.

He also has cultivation in the Seven Absolute Swords of Heavenly Killing, and he is familiar with it, this sword technique becomes more powerful the further he goes, and the only way to crack it is to interrupt him when his sword momentum has not formed.

But the blue and white junior brother chose to avoid the edge for the time being, which is simply a slow death.

Sure enough, in the sky, Zhang Wuji's Zangfeng and the God of Fire galloped from behind to block the blue and white retreat, and Zhang Wuji in front controlled the sword light, raised the sword and slashed again.

The ordinary black iron sword suddenly came with a huge force.

Qinghua's face was pale, and his hands quickly pinched the sword technique, and a water mirror condensed by sword light appeared in front of him.

"Boom!" The next moment the water mirror shattered, and Qinghua vomited blood and retreated.

However, Zhang Wuji's momentum did not weaken in the slightest, but became stronger, and he was still advancing.

"I'm coming!" Aoki below couldn't bear it, and his figure had already arrived in front of Zhang Wuji in a flash.

"Huh!" The jasper-colored sword light suddenly flashed, and an antique long sword appeared in front of Zhang Wuji.

The same accumulation momentum, the same heaven and earth move with it.

"Okay!" Zhang Wuji licked his lips with excitement on his face, and the black iron sword in his hand slashed down.

On the other side, Aoki's sword light also burst out without concessions.

"Boom!"

The two extremely strong momentum collided violently together, as if the entire Ninth Peak of the Tibetan Sword began to shake a little.

Those sword cultivators who were cultivating suddenly opened their eyes and looked into the sky.

Two brothers who also have sword momentum collide with each other with imposing swords, this is a rare scene!

"Go and take a look!" In the blink of an eye, the sword light flashed, and countless sword lights appeared above and below the ninth peak, and the sword qi pointed to the sky in the distance.

However, the movement below did not affect Zhang Wuji and Aoki.

is also the Seven Absolute Swords of Heaven Killing, Zhang Wuji's fourth sword and Aoki's first sword collided together, and the two retreated at the same time, but this sword was evenly matched.

However, Zhang Wuji knew that if he continued to compete with the sword, he would definitely lose, he only had three swords left, while Aoki still had six swords.

"Huh!" his heart moved, and Zang Feng and Vulcan, who had been waiting for an opportunity next to him, turned into two sword lights and suddenly attacked towards Aoki.

How could he not know how to break the sword momentum when he cultivated the Seven Heavenly Killing Sword?

Aoki's sword momentum that had just gathered was interrupted by two flying swords, and he had to start a passive defense.

Compared to the heavier Hidden Blade Sword, the fiery red wooden sword made him more fearful, if it weren't for the fact that he had cultivated the method of enhancing his divine sense, he could barely resist the sword groan that came from the Fire God Sword, and at this moment, he might have panicked like the previous blue and white and made a wrong choice.

"Hurry!" Zhang Wuji pinched the sword technique in his hand, the sword qi in his body surged, and the two flying swords hummed, and the speed soared suddenly, constantly attacking and killing around Aoki.

But Aoki held a sword in his hand, guarding his mind, and although he blocked it extremely dangerously, he still blocked all the flying swords.

Just like when Zhang Wuji used the black iron sword to block others.

This is the real sword weapon, much more powerful than Zhang Wuji, an impostor.

"Kill!" Zhang Wuji's sword technique changed in his hand, and the countless sword filaments around him suddenly shrouded Aoki like a huge net.

"Silk Sword Gang!" Aoki's eyes flickered slightly, but he was still not surprised, and his body shook, and an illusory figure walked out from behind him.

This phantom is exactly the same as him, even the sword in his hand.

Suddenly, Aoki's defense suddenly doubled.

Even the sword gang that surrounded the sky could not break through Aoki's defenses.

However, Zhang Wuji didn't expect Jian Gang to make contributions.

At the same time as he activated the Silk Transformation Sword Gang, a transparent flying sword had already flashed in, dodging all the sword light from Aoki's impermeable sword light just right, and went straight in front of Aoki.

Aoki's body, who was frantically wielding the long sword, suddenly stiffened, and he looked at the flying sword in front of him that had revealed his figure from an illusory state, and the sword qi that had already pressed against his chest.

He knew that if it was really a life-and-death battle, he would be dead.

"Senior brother, what's the name of your sword?" Aoki said with difficulty.

"I call it Shadowless!" Zhang Wuji smiled and waved his hand, and the three flying swords had been taken away by him in a flash.

"Tsk, this is just a warm-up, how can Senior Brother Aoba put away his sword?"

"Come, come, come!"

"Try Senior Brother's Sword Formation too!" A figure walked step by step from the Ninth Peak below, it was the black-faced Qingjiang who had formed a group to care about him when Zhang Wuji first entered the Ninth Peak.