The pocket flying sword, which was only the size of a little finger, galloped in, and after feeling the sharp bones on the tip of the sword, Chen Xikang's face, who had just gone to his sword box, also changed suddenly, and when he was about to draw out the whispering sword, Feihong, the second of the ten potentials of the Heavenly Sword, had already whistled past his shoulder!

Although the wound was only a small hole that was transparent from front to back, under the sword, Chen Xikang's shoulder was bleeding.

Fei Hong passed through, and the sharp sword qi left behind continued to wreak havoc in his body!

"Jian Yi, ask the immortal immortal path in a dream!"

The moment he took out the whisper, Chen Xikang held it upside down in his hand, and when the words fell, the sword qi like overlapping waves was handed out layer by layer, making the Yuyue Streamer and Feihong who came towards Chen Xikang fly back upside down after a roar.

Feeling Chen Xikang's incomparably strong sword qi and the sword intent contained in it, Zhao Kexuan, who was not surprised at all, had an excited smile on his face, and when he stepped back to avoid the sword qi, the aura on his body rose again, and in just an instant, the whole person was covered by countless rising sword qi, and behind him, the entire ten heavenly swords and ten potentials were all suspended in the air, and there was an amazing sword qi flowing on each sword.

Under the bright moonlight, these sword qi were like wisps of green smoke.

The sword qi that slashed out with a swing of the sword slashed at Zhao Kexuan's body, although it broke through the layers of sword qi, but it stopped steadily in front of Zhao Kexuan's approach.

The ten strands of sword qi on the ten potentials of the Heavenly Sword hung down, gradually grinding the sword qi of the first sword!

Seeing the scene in the distance, he sighed in his heart that he was worthy of being a person born for the sword, and he could have such a refined sword qi, Chen Xikang's palm holding the whispering hand upside down suddenly exerted force, and the upside-down whisper changed from pointing at the earth to pointing at the sky in an instant, and at the moment when the whispering turned positive, the crescent-like sword qi rushed out instantly!

When he easily slashed the ground open, the crescent-like sword qi had already chopped Zhao Hanqing away. This sword is not inferior to the eight sword moves, but it is not the eight sword moves, but Chen Xikang transformed the sword intent he learned from the old sword saint into sword intent, making the sword that was split out have a domineering and fierce power!

Just like the reef on the shore was hit by a huge wave, when the terrifying power came, Zhao Kexuan's face also changed suddenly, he didn't expect that such a gentle weapon as a sword could also split such a domineering and fierce knife!

In order to make the sword in his hand sharper, the sword holder often increases the sharpness of the sword qi by swinging the sword flexibly and quickly, but a sword like Chen Xikang, Zhao Kexuan has seen it for the first time.

Zhao Kexuan, who was slashed by a sword and hit the stone wall hard, did not stay at all, and at the moment when his body stopped, when several Changhong flew out, he just caught up with the second sword that Chen Xikang had already used.

This is how two sword-seeking people meet, and then there is a collision!

When Chen Xikang and Zhao Kexuan were each using their amazing and unique sword moves in the cave, the Tongtian Dao people and Yuan Qiuxu, who had already felt the changes in the back mountain, chose to ignore them, and just watched the sky above where the moonlight flowing down under the raging sword qi became a little broken.

There will be countless long swords floating vertically in the air, and then countless hoarfrost will be covered, reflecting a crystal luster on the moonlight, and a variety of sword lights of different colors will rise one after another, and the sky above the back mountain has not been calm since the beginning of the battle between the two, and under the frenzy of sword qi, the autumn wind that has blown from wherever has lost its power.

A long time passed, and at this time, the two people in the cave had countless sword marks on their bodies, and their clothes had become tattered under the sharp sword qi.

Like the ubiquitous wind, the cave at this time was filled with countless sword qi, and the surrounding walls had already become mottled under the ravages of sword qi.

When his chest rose and fell violently, blood was dripping from the whispering sword in Chen Xikang's hand, and Zhao Hanqing on the opposite side was not good, his clothes were almost soaked with blood, and he was about to become a bloody man.

Although after cultivating to break through the realm of lifting the underworld, the power of the eight sword moves that Chen Xikang could use has risen in a straight line, but at this time, in the face of Zhao Hanqing, who also lowered his cultivation to the underworld, he still can't get the slightest advantage.

In the face of the Ten Potentials of the Heavenly Sword, Chen Xikang had to tighten his heartstrings almost all the time, because Zhao Kexuan could control the Ten Potentials of the Heavenly Sword at the same time!

Although the battle was very difficult, he knew that the other party had no malicious intentions, so Chen Xikang did not use other cultivations, but only used his sword to deal with Zhao Kexuan's sword.

Everyone in the world knows that good iron must be carefully built, but they don't know that the same is true of sword qi.

The things that are frustrated are sharpened and beneficial. Chen Xikang is now sharpening his sword.

Zhao Kexuan wanted to feel Chen Xikang's sword in person, and so did Chen Xikang, so the two people in the competition did not use the strongest move that could fight each other from beginning to end, but constantly fought with each other with everything they had learned.

When he felt the sharp stinging sensation again, knowing that it must be Fei Hong from the Ten Potentials of the Heavenly Sword who appeared beside him again, Chen Xikang's face became solemn again.

The ten potentials of the Heavenly Sword are different, each has its own merits, and at the same time, it is impossible to prevent it!

Fei Hong roared all around, Duan Luo, Bai Yu and Qingfeng Changlou and other three potentials had already brought Changhong to come, and there were other Heavenly Sword Six Potentials waiting for the opportunity in the distance!

For a while, Chen Xikang, who was in an embarrassing situation, didn't have time to think, the whisper in his hand trembled slightly, and when he made a sword sound like a jade whisper, the blood that had not had time to fall turned into blood mist, and countless sword qi as thin as silk threads instantly swept around, although he could not repel the ten potentials of the Heavenly Sword, but he disrupted the ten potentials of the Heavenly Sword that was galloping, making it change its trajectory and not be able to stab itself.

If Lao Jin was here, he would definitely show a look of surprise, because Chen Xikang's use, except that the sword qi did not show gold, was almost no different from Lao Jin's one inch of gold, but Chen Xikang's cultivation was not as good as Lao Jin, so the one inch of gold he used did not have the terrifying power of Lao Jin.

Seeing the move, and then making a move after the move, this is the competition between the two.

After a long while, the two people in the cave had tiredness on their faces, and under the tiredness, it was still not difficult to see the excitement in their hearts.

After using up almost all the sword moves in their bodies, the two still couldn't tell who won and who lost.

"The young sect master is worthy of being the young sect master of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and I am a little envious of carrying so many beautiful wives with me. After a long time, Chen Xikang spoke again in silence.

Seeing Chen Xikang like this, Zhao Kexuan, who knew the meaning of his words, did not rush to make a move, but also smiled and said: "The prince has a high status, and he was born with such a stunning posture that has no pen to paint, why is it difficult to have three wives and four concubines?"

A person who practices swords, the sword in his hand is like a wife and a son, although he knew that Chen Xikang was talking about his Heavenly Sword Ten Potentials, but Zhao Kexuan still deliberately said something else.

"Hahaha, I can't see that the young sect master is still such a humorous person. If I really go to find a wife with three wives and four concubines, I dare to assert that even if he has the ten potentials of the Heavenly Sword, Brother Zhao will be jealous. ”

"I won't be surprised that the prince is such a fairy who comes down from the sky, but can you make me envious, the prince knows very well in his heart. ”

Regarding Chen Xikang's ridicule, Zhao Kexuan just said solemnly, as a person born for swords, his person is a sword, and he only has a sword in his eyes!

also understood the meaning of Zhao Kexuan's words, Chen Xikang also restrained his playful smile, and turned to respect, if he really wanted to compare, in terms of sword heart, he would have lost Zhao Hanqing.

"Young Sect Master, I don't have a sword heart like you, but for the sword, I have my own pursuit, and I hope that Brother Zhao can get into the eyes of the next sword. ”

Chen Xikang said, he had already inserted the whisper in his hand on the ground, abandoning the distracting thoughts in his heart and exhaling a long breath of turbidity, and the majestic true qi in his hand that belonged to the "Jing Ming Fetus" was mixed together, and when it became sticky, the huge ink sword lying quietly in the sword box in the distance roared out!

Although the Whispering Sword is also yang, it is not pure yang after all, and the sword body cannot be used by Chen Xikang to run smoothly to urge the pure yang true qi of "Jing Ming Fetus", so he changed the ink sword.

The surroundings that had become calm because of the astringent aura became agitated as Chen Xikang's sword qi squirted out again, and as Chen Xikang's incomparably powerful true qi poured in, the sword qi overflowing from the ink sword was no longer black, but as red as fire!

For the change of the ink sword in his hand, Chen Xikang's heart flashed with surprise for a moment, but he immediately turned his attention to his sword five.

Although Chen Xikang, who lifted the underworld, could also use Sword Six and Sword Seven, they were still too reluctant, and if they were forcibly used, it would be too bad, and their power was far less than that of Sword Five.

Although he was using Sword Five, all that Chen Xikang was thinking about at this time was the lonely tomb, and it was the scene when his father took him to his mother's tomb that year.

It wasn't the first time he had been to his mother's grave, but it was the first year he remembered clearly.

The season was spring that year, the wind was very soft, and the peach blossoms in front of the tomb were very delicate, but a lonely tomb, white stone and white tablet, he always felt a little sad.

Mother, he had only seen in paintings. He had only heard about his mother in his father's stories.

The world of life is full of joys and sorrows, but who can enjoy a lifetime?

"Ask me where the spring breeze is, a beautiful peach blossom tree. Sword five, cut off immortality. ”

A flat voice appeared, the volume was not loud, but it overflowed into the sky above the entire Dragon and Tiger Mountain along with the sudden frenzied sword qi around Chen Xikang!

Ask me where the spring breeze is, a delicate peach blossom tree. Sword five, cut off immortality. These calm words were heard by the people of Tongtian Dao, and also by Yuan Qiuxu and Zhang Yan, who had never left, and in the brightly lit room, Changyan Yaoyue and everyone also heard it.

At this moment, Chen Xikang's calm voice floated on the entire Longhu Mountain, and sadness was the only emotion that people could feel.

After talking to Tong, Changyan Yaoyue, who had regained her good mood again, was stunned, and after feeling the infinite sorrow contained in the calm words, she instantly cried bitterly.

Although she didn't know where Chen Xikang was, after hearing Jian Wu, Changyan Yaoyue knew that the person who made the sound must be Chen Xikang.

When the sadness was still overflowing with the sound, in the cave of the back mountain, a delicate peach blossom tree was withering, and countless floating petals had not yet landed, and bright red appeared.

At this time, withering is broken immortality, and every petal at this time is everything in the world.

Looking at the gorgeous scene in front of him, Zhao Hanqing was amazed in his heart but he was not lost in it, because the scorching sword qi coming out of each petal made him instinctively want to dodge!

There wasn't much movement, and when the breeze and the moon calmed down again, the cave finally fell silent.