"I don't know if the big country is coming today, what do you think?" Lin Xuanxun saw that the other party deliberately provoked a fight, so he no longer hid his cultivation, and his arm swirled like a bow, shaking back a killing aura.

"I don't dare to see the teaching, but there are some things that are not clear, and I ask Brother Lin Xuan to give me some guidance" The arms of the big man were slightly sinking, and there was also an obvious sword spin under his armpits.

The two kendo masters engaged in a silent contest, and they did not see the real swordsmanship, but they were thrilling and slaughtering.

"Please also ask the great master to tell him what is wrong with it, so that the big country is so concerned" Lin Xuanxun's tone was flat, but between the words, he seemed to have the power of heaven and earth.

"Originally, this matter had nothing to do with contemptible people, but as a guard of the palace, he was limited by his duties, so he could only offend Brother Lin Xuan" The big man frowned slightly, and he was secretly shocked in his heart, he really deserved to be a generation of sword saints, and he actually used the way of the sword invisibly.

As he spoke, the big man clenched his fist towards Lin Xuanxun, but more than a dozen sword marks kicked forward at an unreachable speed under his feet.

Each sword mark contains his decades of immersion in swordsmanship, and this time he is bound to compete with the other party.

After all, the Northern Skill was pressed by the Southern Sword Saint, and that feeling always made him feel resentful.

If the two had really competed, then he would have a little balance in his heart, but they had been famous for decades, but they had never met.

Under such circumstances, how could he be willing to fall under the Southern Sword Saint.

It's just that these things are always respected, and it's really hard to fight for yourself.

Even though the big man was very angry in his heart, he still hid it in his heart for decades, and he didn't take the initiative to find the Sword Saint to fight.

This is what he wants to maintain as a great power, and this time he came to the door in the name of the palace, how could he miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Therefore, as soon as he appeared, he took the initiative to provoke to touch the opponent's bottom line, but as kendo masters, they still disdained to fight with open swords and guns.

Seeing that the great hand actually showed his famous skills with the help of his feet, this was the eighth place on the list of top immortals in the plane, and he had ten consecutive sword attacks.

Although using his feet as a sword reduced the murderous aura of his moves, it still stirred up the wind and clouds and changed color, making the entire Qingyun Peak shrouded in a touch of sword intent.

"It seems that the Yin slave is unwilling, and he invited a big country to come to help" Lin Xuanxun glanced at his sword eyebrows, and his hem was also raised, and his left foot was like a hook, turning into a sword blade, and he actually launched a set of Qinghong swordsmanship.

Lin Xuanxun's set of Qinghong swordsmanship is magnificent, but it is not a peerless skill, even ordinary disciples of Qingyun Altar can cultivate it.

When the great master saw that Lin Xuanxun was so exaggerated, using this ordinary extreme swordsmanship to fight against his ten consecutive sword swords, an inexplicable sense of humiliation made him temporarily increase his spiritual power. For a while, a purple circle of light appeared under his feet, and that was the Sword Realm. With the sword intent to transform the boundary, it can be seen that the swordsmanship of the great power has also reached the three realms of the Taiqing Dynasty, meaning the boundary.

This time, the big man was bound to force out Lin Xuanxun's true strength, and he didn't believe that the Qinghong Sword Technique alone could resist his own sword realm.

However, Lin Xuanxun didn't seem to be moved by the sword world, and still unfolded Qinghong swordsmanship one move at a time, with his toes or points, or picking, every time he was in order, not like he was fighting against each other at all, but like teaching an apprentice again. Seeing that Lin Xuanxun was so supportive, the great power was so angry that his silkworm eyebrows were distorted, and he secretly mused, Okay, since you are looking for death yourself, then don't blame Lao Tzu for being ruthless.

The big man no longer hesitated, and immediately rushed forward, kicking one kick after another, and kicked out towards Lin Xuanxun.

Ten kicks were kicked in a row, and the ten sword realms formed sword intent surging out like waves.

At this moment, Lin Xuanxun's pair of sword eyebrows seemed to see a large rain of arrows, accompanied by a surging river of stars, which was crushing down from the sky. This is a heavy sword realm, don't look at Lin Xuanxun's calm appearance, but he doesn't dare to be careless in his heart. After all, this is a top-level immortal move in the plane.

It's never that simple.

Sure enough, when the sword intent swept down like rain, Lin Xuanxun finally realized that this time might be the most dangerous moment in his life.

Random Lin Xuanxun also exploded the sword realm, and a light mark on his backhand supported a sword intent light shield, and then his body turned upside down, like a green pine standing proudly in the wind and snow.

The sword intent was like a knife, like electricity, like the wind, and it landed rapidly under the pine, and the sword qi flew countless gravels.

This was just the first omen, and the next moment, the color of the sky suddenly changed, and the sea of clouds rolled up, like a huge fog dragon soaring into the sky, and with the sparkling lightning, the fog dragon also swooped down.

The first consecutive name is called Angry Dragon.

With a roar from the great powers, the fog dragon was mixed with the power of infinite heaven and earth, and pressed down towards Lin Xuanxun.

Whenever the sword path is cultivated to the realm of sword immortals, it will attract the power of heaven and earth, which is not surprising to Lin Xuanxun.

However, this Tianwei can be molded into something tangible and substantial, which is already beyond the realm of sword immortals.

It can be seen that it is no fluke that the ten consecutive swords of this great hand are on the immortal list.

Lin Xuanxun didn't dare to slack off, his feet stepped into the air quickly, and his back leg was more than a dozen dignified Qinghong sword tricks.

Only this time, from the tips of his toes, there were a series of sword marks, which did not trigger, but brought a trace of sword qi and phoenix swirl, like a tornado rising from the ground.

Under the wind and clouds, he wrestled with the fog dragon.