Hearing Xue Qing's transmission, Jiaoba didn't say anything, and directly shook it with its huge Jiao body, throwing it at the two disciples in that formation.

"Ah......" The two sword cultivators died instantly under the attack of Jiaoba's huge body.

The two disciples in the formation fainted, the sword formation dispersed, and the rest of the disciples could only take the opportunity to form another formation.

"Here's your chance. Seeing that the opportunity had come, Xue Qing's figure flashed, and she picked up the phoenix and spread her wings, and quickly flew to the eldest disciple.

An ice and thunder sword qi slashed towards the big disciple who was looking at the battlefield, and at this moment, Xue Qing's eyes were empty, and there was no sword array in his eyes, and there was nothing else.

but he who commanded the people to pursue him. She wants to use her sword to make a living.

"What a terrible sword dao! I didn't expect that at her young age, the Ice Thunder Sword Qi had already been practiced to the realm of Xiaocheng Consummation. Looks like underestimating her. ”

The eldest disciple frowned slightly, looking at Xue Qing, obviously not expecting Xue Qing to break out of the encirclement and kill him directly.

Looking up at Xue Qing, who was holding the Cold Light Gifted Shocking Sword, he couldn't help but sigh with several ice and thunder sword intents.

The Shouchi disciple, who had been standing beside the eldest disciple and watching the battle, saw Xue Qing flying over, his eyes trembled, and he was taken aback: "That sword qi, it's so terrifying!"

In the face of such a powerful Xue Qing at such a young age, the eldest disciple now has mixed feelings in his heart.

He had a love for Xue Qing in his heart, and he didn't know whether it was right or wrong for him and others to kill Xue Qing.

But when he thought of the future of the villa, the eldest disciple gritted his teeth and made a final decision.

"Although you are very good, if you violate the foundation of my Proud Sword Villa, no matter who you are, you will have to die. ”

"Steal into my sword washing pool and die! Kendo will be the first, go to ......"

The great disciple of Jindan Consummation made a decision, and all the sword qi on his body was released.

Behind him, a dragon-shaped sword emerged at the same time, and a powerful aura was released without any reservations.

"Crisis!" Xue Qing felt a strong crisis at this moment.

This big disciple cast it, which is equivalent to the breath of the Yuanying Cultivator, is very likely to destroy her.

"Sword intent? This Jin Dan has perfected sword cultivation, and he has actually practiced sword intent?"

Xue Qing's brows furrowed tightly, and there was something incredible in her heart.

The sword intent that locked her body seemed to stab her to a thousand holes.

Xue Qing, who is also a sword cultivator, is not at the same level in terms of sword cultivation compared to the big disciple of Proud Sword Villa.

Xue Qing, who was locked by the strong kendo will, did not panic and fear at this time.

When the big disciple issued the will of the sword, in the power, there was an indescribable feeling in Xue Qing's consciousness.

When that powerful will locked onto her, Xue Qing's eyes widened as she stared at the way the eldest disciple drew his sword.

"Hidden Dragon Sword, fight!"

The eldest disciple shouted angrily, and the fire attribute sword intent emitted from his dragon-shaped sword shot straight into the sky, shooting out angrily towards Xue Qing.

His terrifying sword intent, as if he was going to cut everything down, attacked Xue Qing from all directions.

Those disciples who were fighting Jiaoba, when they saw the angry eyes of the senior brother, they loved the sword, they actually forgot about the battle, and their eyes were fixed there.

The endless fire attribute sword intent didn't give Xue Qing a chance to escape, and strangled her one after another.

And along with the dragon-shaped sword of the eldest disciple, there was an endless roaring sword, and the space at this moment seemed to be only the sword left.

Xue Qing, who was locked by the sword qi, looked at the sword intent with the aura of destruction shooting towards her, not only did she not have a sense of fear, but she was shocked.

At this time, in the face of those sword intent in the sky, she actually forgot that she was here to fight a life-and-death duel with people, and forgot everything around her.

At this time, she thought in her heart:

"This big disciple attacked himself with the artistic conception of fire, and the artistic conception was so powerful? The artistic conception is different, there is the artistic conception of fire, the artistic conception of water, and the artistic conception of earth...... There is also the artistic conception of ice and thunder. That's right, the artistic conception of thunder. ”

Thinking of this, Xue Qing emptied her mind. She felt the sword intent that locked her, and thought of the Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation that slashed at her in the sword washing pool.

At this time, her consciousness slowly entered a purple river of light, and the purple thunder power merged with her consciousness.

The thunder spirit power in Xue Qing's body also began to be active, and her light river consciousness that entered the purple thunder power slowly felt the violent power that destroyed everything in the thunder and lightning breath.

Consciousness and the power of thunder and lightning were lifted, and the vast energy was allowed to drown itself, and slowly felt its overbearing power.

"Yes, it is it, the thunder of the sky, the power of destruction. The sword is the sword that takes life, the sword intent of thunder, the intent of destruction. ”

Just as Xue Qing comprehended the essence of the thunder and lightning sword intent, the fire sword intent that the eldest disciple sent out that made Xue Qing fall into a Jedi was already close at hand.

Looking at the dragon-shaped sword light in the sky, Xue Qing's gaze froze, her face stiffened, and she didn't have time to think.

"Shocking ......" Xue Qing shouted, and the Shocking Sword quickly flew into Xue Qing's hand with an instantaneous thunderbolt.

"Thunder Sword Intent, go ......"

Xue Qing used the thunder spiritual power of her whole body and entered the sword body, and at the last moment, a thunder light with a thickness of three feet burst out, which was actually derived from the sword qi, and slashed towards the dragon-shaped sword that filled the sky.

"Crackle!"

Thunder shattered the fire, and Xue Qing's devastating thunder sword intent split the fire sword intent of the eldest disciple that burned everything.

Everyone who stopped fighting looked at it, and the thunder slashed wildly, and the countless red swords like fire in the middle, and the thunder and lightning with the thickness of each arm exploded, like snakes and spears, dazzling.

"Collapse!"

The countless dragon-shaped rays shattered, and the corners of the eldest disciple's mouth secreted blood, and he took a few steps backwards.

The sword cultivators of the Proud Sword Villa who had stopped fighting with Jiaoba looked at Xue Qing's sword intent of destroying the eldest disciple's extinction, and they were all dumbfounded, looking incredible.

What they didn't expect was that Xue Qing, who had just had a hard time dealing with the sword formation, would be able to comprehend the artistic conception of the sword that the sword cultivator had pursued all his life in such a short period of time.

This shocked the simple-minded sword cultivators in their hearts and sighed at their own understanding.

At this time, the disciples in the sword formation no longer wanted to fight with Xue Qing.

In their hearts: the strong are always admirable, and the strong in sword cultivation make them even more admirable.

Jiaoba, who was flying in the air, ready to support Xue Qing, smiled in his eyes the moment he saw Xue Qing emit the sword intent of thunder, did not advance, and stayed there.

The eldest disciple who was repelled a few steps by the thunder and lightning sword intent touched the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, his eyes bulged out, and his heart was shocked.

Like those disciples who watched the two fight, as a sword idiot, he also admired Xue Qing's comprehension ability in kendo.

But as a great disciple of Proud Sword Villa, where his duty lies, he must ......