Meng Juntong's words were specially said to the sword immortal, since ancient times, whether it is the right path or the evil path, but anyone who has embarked on the path of a sword immortal cultivator, there is no one who is not a person with a lonely temperament, they disdain to act together with others, so they have always done their own thing and walked the world alone.

And the shadow assassin's secret attack just now obviously did not reach a tacit cooperation with the sword immortal, otherwise the sword immortal's sword would be more tricky, and then open Meng Juntong's perspective, the shadow assassin would have a much greater chance of success.

Sure enough, a cold snort came from the void: "Which one wants you to be nosy, when will I ask a shadow assassin to help kill the target." As he spoke, a sharp sword light lit up again, only this time the sword did not stab at any of Meng Juntong and his group, but swept towards a dark jungle without light.

Two clanging sounds were mixed with a series of sparks that sparked in the jungle, and the masked gold-veined shadow assassin was forced to appear from the shadows, but he was still very skillful, and he defused the sword fairy's blow between the two moves, but it was not so embarrassed.

"Lord Lingshuang, don't forget the sect master's orders, please put the overall situation first!" The golden-veined shadow assassin looked up at the clouds, although he was called an adult, but he didn't seem to have too much awe for that Lingshuang Sword Immortal in his words, otherwise he would definitely not touch the scales of a sword immortal and disobey his pride.

"Noise!" The sword light in the clouds lit up again, and a sword thunderbolt that was several times thicker than before fell, slashing towards the golden-veined shadow assassin.

In the face of this thunderous giant sword, the shadow assassin did not dodge, dodge, or fight back, and the sword light passed directly through his body, cutting out a ravine ten zhang long and half a zhang deep behind him.

The golden-veined shadow assassin had a face covered with a scarf, and it was impossible to see what his face was, but his body was slowly fading, and soon disappeared, and his voice came from everywhere: "Then I wish Lord Lingshuang a successful battle, and I will wait at the next mountain step." ”

It was said that he had succeeded in the first battle, but although he had waited on the next mountain step, it was clear that he didn't believe that the Lingshuang Sword Immortal would be able to defeat Meng Juntong and his party with one hand, and in the end, he still needed him, the best king of assassins in the Great Bright Palace in a hundred years, to end everything.

These Jianghu people, these monks outside the square, are too proud, compared to the straightforwardness of the assassins, their character is often easy to capsize in the gutter, while the assassins pursue foolproof.

The clouds in the sky slowly dispersed, and a heroic man with a blue flying sword on his feet, a snow coat with a sword box on his back, and a flying sword crown on his head looked down at Meng Juntong and his party below, since his whereabouts had been revealed, he was not willing to hide it anymore, the sword immortal was recognized as the strongest among the cultivators, and they seemed to be more enthusiastic about fighting people head-on than the warriors.

Meng Juntong turned his head and glanced at Ah Wen: "What is the level of this Lingshuang Sword Immortal?

Awen threw out a roll of the eyes that you were joking: "This kind of goods is in our place, and we don't even deserve to mention a sword." If you can't beat him within ten moves, then don't go down the rest of the road. ”

The conversation between the two people was not concealed in the slightest, and when he heard the Sword Qi Heavenly Gate, the face of the Lingshuang Sword Immortal obviously changed slightly, no one had told him before that this time there would be a person from the Sword Qi Heavenly Gate among the mountaineers, and it was the nightmare land of sword cultivation in the world, and it was also the place of dreams. But when he heard the contempt and disdain that these two people had for him in the second half, Ling Shuang Sword Immortal's face was really covered with frost just like his nickname. Bashan Academy

Since he went down the mountain with his sword, he has overcome obstacles along the way, and I don't know how many immortal masters he has defeated, he has already established an invincible heart of a sword immortal for himself, and now he has been threatened to lose in ten moves, this kind of insult is to fight for his life, and he has to earn it back.

Meng Juntong lifted Qingfeng and walked out slowly, with a smile on his face. Previously, a sword came suddenly, and she was still a little apprehensive about the person who made the attack, but looking at the two swords that she had just slashed the shadow assassin, Meng Juntong had already weighed the approximate combat power of this Lingshuang Sword Immortal.

The cultivation should be in the middle stage of Xiao Daozun, and the sword pill grade will not be low, but if it is about combat power, it should be on the same level as those sword cultivators in Longchuan City who fought against him before, and it may be even lower.

Meng Juntong is naturally confident that he will defeat him, but Ah Wen said that he only needs to use ten moves, and he may need to plan carefully.

Seeing Meng Juntong come out with a sword, Lingshuang Sword Immortal snorted coldly, the sword fell, the sword box behind him suddenly opened, and a series of six flying swords flew out, following him closely, in the same direction as the tip of the sword under his feet, and the seven swords rushed towards Meng Juntong at the same time.

Facing the sudden wind, Meng Juntong felt that his body was heavy, and the opponent's set of seven flying swords should be made of the same qi, and at the same time, they were all one, and they could suppress the opponent head-on.

With seven enemies and one, this should already be the Lingshuang Sword Immortal's beating mastery, hearing the four words Sword Qi Tianmen, no matter which way the Sword Immortal is, the arrogance in his bones should also be collected, otherwise why the bones are not obtained, I don't know.

Meng Juntong Qingfeng's sword was unsheathed inch by inch, and every time he took a step forward, a cracked footprint would appear under his feet, and every time he moved forward, the footprints would be a few inches deeper.

"Xiao Ai, Xiao Yu, you two are optimistic, this is the essence of my understanding of the mystery of "Sword Nine Songs", one chapter and one sword, one sword and one song, understand it well. "This is the first time that Meng Juntong has put on the posture of a master in a big war and taught his disciples in actual combat.

Aynis and Bai Yu both widened their eyes, looking at the battlefield, they didn't even dare to blink their eyelids, the essence of the nine swords, that was the essence of the mystery that condensed the "Sword Nine Songs".

"Nine songs and one sword named Xuanyuan," the sword light suddenly rose, like a meteor in the day, Lingshuang Sword Immortal was still a hundred steps away from Meng Juntong, and suddenly felt that the two swords flying on his side suddenly frustrated strongly, trembling wildly, and after a breath, it was shattered.

Although this sword is not the natal flying sword of the Lingshuang Immortal Sword, after all, it is connected with the qi veins, the flying sword is broken, and the Lingshuang Sword Immortal directly spits out a mouthful of blood in the air.

Meng Juntong didn't care about this, his wrist rose and slowly lifted it down: "Nine songs and two swords are called Xuantian." The sound was like thunder, the sword light was like a thunderbolt, the Lingshuang Sword Immortal looked frightened, and the second flying sword on the right side of the accompanying flight exploded out of thin air without warning. Ling Shuang Sword Immortal vomited blood again, his breath was extremely sluggish, where did he dare to continue to rush down at this moment, without saying a word, he turned the sword blade, and he was about to distance himself from Meng Juntong again, and there were only five of the seven swords left in the blink of an eye.