Zhang Huai broke his own prohibition twice in a row, Liu Xunxiang was also a little anxious, his two best sets of prohibitions were so vulnerable in front of the Condensing Vein Realm monks, what else could he use to control the enemy.

Zhang Huai looked at Liu Xunxiang, who was a little poor in donkey skills, and laughed coldly: "What, the means have run out? ”

As a sword cultivator in the Condensation Realm, Zhang Huai really doesn't need to pay much attention to Liu Xunxiang, even if the realm of the two is only separated by one layer, this layer is like a moat, a gap that cannot be crossed.

Liu Xunxiang stared at him coldly and didn't speak, but his mind kept replaying every battle he had fought from leaving home to now, he needed to combine a set of Dao methods that could resist sword cultivation as soon as possible, and finally, when he thought about fighting against the Great Sword Sect's Qi Attracting Heavenly Arrogant Gu Fengyang, his face became solemn.

Gu Fengyang is a rare innate sword vein in the Great Sword Sect of the Qin Kingdom, a genius of the sword path, although he only has the Qi Induction Realm, but his comprehension and affinity for the sword path are not comparable to the condensing vein sword cultivation in front of him, which has never been able to climb in the early stage of the Condensation Realm.

From the very beginning, he knew that Qin Guo admired sword cultivation, but he didn't have much strong yearning for sword cultivation, so from the bottom of his heart, he was rejecting the means of sword cultivation, but no matter which path he went, in the end, it was the same way, but his choices and preferences were different.

Therefore, I need to let go of my prejudices, and I can't stop understanding and learning these because I don't want to, in this way, sooner or later, I will cherish myself, and in the end I will be eliminated by this cruel cultivation realm.

After figuring these things out, Liu Xunxiang felt that her whole body was light, as if she was walking with the burden she was carrying, and her whole body became lighter.

"You're happy, it's too early. Liu Xunxiang said coldly.

As the words landed, Liu Xunxiang spread out his hands, and the word introduction was spread out in an instant, and the qi of heaven and earth condensed in the void into a small sword with the length of an index finger, and the transparent and small spirit sword was like a small fish, facing Zhang Huai, ready to attack.

"It's... The means of sword cultivation?"

"It turns out that Lord Wu is also a sword cultivator?"

"Condensing the Sky Gathering Sword, this is also too lucky, many monks at the peak of the Qi Induction Realm have not mastered it until they have broken through the Condensation Realm. ”

After Liu Xunxiang condensed these dense small swords, all the soldiers on the lookers suddenly exploded.

On the other side of the water curtain, the hand that Seven Kills had stopped gently knocked on the armrest of the seat again, and this time the rhythm of the knock was even more rhythmic than before.

The middle-aged fisherman and the others glanced at each other, and thought in unison: "It seems that the adults are in a good mood." ”

On the other side, in the Killing God Temple, the Tianshu cavalry general also sighed lightly and said, "This... Why does this sword trick look awkward?"

Bai Xingtian chuckled twice and said: "This is the Great Sword Sect's sword condensing technique, but he only has its form, and he doesn't get it, so you look very awkward, and the next step is that he should use a ban to fit these small swords together." ”

"This kid is a disciple of the Great Sword Sect?" Tianshu asked.

Bai Xingtian shook his head and said, "Fei Ye, you forgot what I told you, this kid had a fight with the big sword sect's sword Dao Tianjiao who was blown up by the big sword sect when he was in Yangguan, and he also fainted to death." ”

“......”

In the water curtain, Zhang Huai looked at the small sword in the sky, and his face sank: "You are hiding it so deeply." ”

When he came to block the door, he had already obtained all the information of this new quasi-rider, but no one had told him that he was also a sword cultivator, and he was also a sword cultivator who had mastered the Condensing Sky Gathering Sword.

Condensing the Sky Gathering Sword, as the name suggests, is to condense the spirit sword in the void, which is also a powerful self-preservation technique for sword cultivation without a sword, this Dao method, even in the realm of profound sword cultivation will be used, and the more advanced the sword cultivation, the more terrifying the condensed sword, which is also the most essential difference between sword cultivation and mortal swordsmen.

But these are not over, after Liu Xunxiang condensed these small swords, he made a series of prohibitions, and after these prohibitions were integrated into each small sword, these small swords instantly fused together, turning into a seven-foot Qingfeng and stopping in front of him.

In this way, it can really be regarded as the completion of the Condensing Sky Gathering Sword.

After Zhang Huai condensed the small sword around his index finger in Liu Xunxiang, Zhang Huai had already pinched the trick with two fingers, and also began to operate his own Dao method, as a quasi-rider who killed a thousand people, he would not commit this kind of stupid thing of watching the opponent complete the Dao and not doing anything himself.

The blue fluorescence surrounded Zhang Huai's side like a ribbon.

Looking at the blue light band beside Zhang Huai, Liu Xunxiang felt Ling Yan's sword aura on it, and it seemed that after he thought that he was a sword cultivator like him, he put away that contempt.

Zhang Huai watched Liu Xunxiang hold the hilt of the spirit sword, his eyes flashed, he had played enough, and if he continued to play, he might be prone to some unnecessary changes: "Blue Shadow Sword Technique: Kill." ”

With Zhang Huai's angry shout, the blue ribbons instantly rushed into the air and exploded, turning into a sewing needle similar to blue, falling down like a heavy rain.

Liu Xunxiang's pitch-black pupils have been dyed blue by the sword rain above, a touch of color flashed, Liu Xunxiang wiped the sword body with his left hand, and the sword body suddenly burned with a gray flame.

Immediately following this, he exerted force on his right wrist and flicked the long sword, and the spirit sword condensed with condensation suddenly spun at high speed, forming a gray circle that just protected himself, blocking every dripping blue sword.

The electric flint, like the sound of hitting a wine glass with silver chopsticks, was continuous and urgent, and each small sword was blocked by the gray spirit sword, and nothing was missed.

Zhang Huai frowned, his right hand turned out a flying sword again, jumped up, and stood on top of the flying sword, and the flying sword instantly soared into the sky and flew to the back of the blue sword rain.

Zhang Huai bit the tip of his tongue, spurted out a mouthful of blood and hung in front of him, and then Zhang Huai pinched his hands, and the blood instantly changed into a very complex pattern, raised his right hand, Zhang Huai inserted his hand in the center of the pattern, and when he pulled it out again, his right hand brought out a seven-foot long sword with a hideous style and scarlet body.

After drawing the sword, the blood-colored pattern turned into green smoke and dissipated into nothingness.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Huai, who was holding a blood-colored long sword, swooped down and went straight to Liu Xunxiang on the ground.

Liu Xunxiang did not show weakness, stretched out his hand, and the gray long sword above his head instantly split the last few blue small swords, and then kicked with his left foot, and with the help of the force of kicking the ground, he went straight to Zhang Huai in the sky.

The two clashed in mid-air, facing each other with two swords, their faces were no more than two fists apart, and they could even see their own appearance in each other's eyes.

"Even if you are a sword cultivator, you still have to die today. Zhang Huai said sharply.

Liu Xunxiang frowned, from the beginning of the fight to the present, she has not spoken, and now she can't help but say: "Fight, fight, just talk a lot." ”

Zhang Huai's face froze, and then his whole face turned red: "You go to die!"

Annoyed and angry, Zhang Huai was shocked, and a wave of cultivation in the condensation realm burst out instantly, and passed along the blood-colored long sword to Liu Xunxiang's spirit sword, Liu Xunxiang's realm was invincible, and it fell to the ground quickly under the shock, stirring up a thick brown dust.

Zhang Huai stood in the air, condescendingly looking at the dust below, and his expression was not relaxed at all.

Sure enough, the dust had not yet dissipated, and two gray sword rays like a crescent moon instantly rushed straight to Zhang Huai in the sky from inside, Zhang Huai dodged a sword ray, and then immediately backhanded out a blood-colored crescent moon sword ray, and the gray sword light canceled each other out in the air.

But before he could change his breath, Liu Xunxiang's figure appeared in his pupils, and he saw Liu Xunxiang standing in the big pit and smiling strangely at himself, and then grabbed himself with his left hand and shouted: "Come down!"

With Liu Xunxiang's drink, his left hand dragged down violently, Zhang Huai suddenly felt that the sword under his feet was pulled down by a force, and the defenseless Zhang Huai was stumbled by this sudden attack, and almost fell directly from the sword.

This also can't be blamed on Zhang Huai, but no one thought that a little monk of the Qi Induction Realm could control the flying sword of a Condensation Vein Realm monk, which is completely against common sense.

But he forgot that in this world, there is such a group of people who specialize in violating common sense, and they are called, Tianjiao.

No one has seriously said that Liu Xunxiang is Tianjiao, and no one has seriously admitted that he is Tianjiao, and even he himself doesn't think he is very powerful, but these do not prevent him from growing into a monk who has mastered the true meaning of the Qi Induction Realm and learned the trick of inducting words, at least in the Qi Induction Realm, he has defeated a super sect recognized Tianjiao head-on.

Liu Xunxiang forced Zhang Huai through the persecution of the two swords, so that Zhang Huai focused on dealing with the swords, but the swords were already very easy to deal with in a single battle, so Zhang Huai instinctively lowered his vigilance and involuntarily contempt for the swords.

It was in the time of these two breaths or so that he pulled the aura around the flying sword through the introduction of words, pulling them all down.

As for what Zhang Huai felt, it was actually not wrong, not to mention Liu Xunxiang, who was in the lower realm, even if he was a condensing vein cultivator in the same realm, he couldn't control the flying sword of a sword cultivator of the same level.

Zhang Huai staggered back two steps back before stabilizing his body, but the anger in his eyes was already about to erupt out of his sockets, so many soldiers watched, although he was not injured, but he was entangled with a monk of the Qi Drawing Realm for so long, and he was pulled down from the air, what a blow to his prestige.

Exhaling deeply, Zhang Huai finally began to get serious, pointing the hideous blood sword in his hand at Liu Xunxiang, and his other hand was also covered with the hilt, rubbing his hands on the contrary, and the whole sword began to rotate rapidly.

With the rotation of the blood sword, a thick smell of blood also drifted out, and with the bloody qi coming out, a scarlet wolf beast was formed in the void, this wolf beast was several feet tall, its eyes were red, and when it raised its head and roared, the surrounding onlookers instantly covered their ears, and their faces showed a look of pain.

Liu Xunxiang, who was directly in front of the wolf beast, was the first to bear the brunt, only to feel that his sea of knowledge was like being pricked around with a needle, and a warm liquid also flowed out of his nose, fortunately, the wolf beast howled for a short time, otherwise the onlookers might also suffer from unwarranted disasters.

Liu Xunxiang stretched out his hand to wipe it, only to see that the back of his hand was full of thick red, but before he could react, the wolf beast appeared directly in front of him.

The situation is urgent, Liu Xunxiang didn't have time to think about it, and his backhand was a sword.

As soon as the sword started, the entire space became slowed down, Liu Xunxiang only felt that the wolf beast seemed to be still, and he glanced around with doubts, only to find that only he was still at the same speed as before, and everyone else seemed to have become slow to almost stand still.

Liu Xunxiang gently let go of the hilt of the sword, and found that the hilt did not fall to the ground after he let go, but continued to slash along the previous castration at an extremely slow speed.

After circling around the blood wolf, Liu Xunxiang understood that by chance, with this stroke of urgency, the trajectory drawn by the red-clothed senior in the sea coincided with the trajectory of the red-clothed senior in the sea of his knowledge.

After returning to the starting position, Liu Xunxiang suddenly found that the sword body was already full of cracks, and couldn't help but shake her head and smile bitterly: "This sword is indeed a little worse, and it can't bear the Dao method given by the predecessors." ”

Regain your grip on the hilt of your sword and continue to draw down.

The sword shattered, and everything returned to peace, so people were like waking up from a big dream.

The blood wolf in front of him also disappeared, as if it had never appeared, only Zhang Huai looked at the blood-colored long sword that was cut in two on the ground, and the aura was dispersed, and he was about to speak, but he felt a sharp pain in his chest, and looked down a little incredibly, his chest was marked with an extremely deep blood mark, hideous and terrifying.

However, the most terrifying thing is that Zhang Huai felt that the aura in his body was also cut off by this slash. Degree of literature