Hanshuitian has said this, Wang Yi doesn't need to keep his hand, the coercion of the condensed mountains locks the body of Hanshuitian, Zhenyue's sword is simple and clumsy and powerful, and the plain sword hides the power to cut the sky!

The current Zhenyue Sword has a triple seal set by the master of the Zhenyue Sword Sect on it, and even in this state, the Zhenyue Sword has the power of thirty dragons (that is, 300,000 catties), which is a weight that can only be used freely by a sixth-order war king comparable to a god cultivator.

At the beginning, after the Eighth Academy discussed martial arts, Wang Yi used the power of the divine soul to put a light body magic circle and a light body spell for the Zhenyue Sword, and reduced its weight to the extent that it was only the weight of five Jiao, so that it could barely be held, and after the trip to the Danling Sect, Wang Yi's physique became even stronger, with the tempering and improvement of Haoran Holy Qi, Imperial Qi and Demon Qi, which pushed his Junzi Immortal Body to the extreme of the peak of the fourth order, and he was able to use the Junzi Immortal Body to exert the power of the Ten Jiao, which was even stronger than the Yuanying Peak Monk.

The battle was inevitable, Wang Yi no longer kept his hand, and the combat power of the ten Jiaolong combined with the Zhenyue Sword of the weight of five Jiao, just slashed straight towards the cold water sky.

Although Han Shuitian couldn't see the true power contained in this move, he had always maintained a good habit of going all out against the enemy, and in the face of the heirloom sword of the Zhenyue Sword Sect, he didn't dare to be careless, a blue light spit out from his mouth, and the light dispersed, it was a bead wrapped in water lines, and collided with the oncoming Zhenyue Sword.

A majestic and deep voice sounded, vibrating, shaking away the surrounding coercion, Wang Yi's sword momentum was stopped, the right hand holding the sword was also sore, and the sword momentum was broken, Wang Yi put away his sword in time, and stood facing the cold water sky.

The "hum" water pattern beads flew back to Han Shuitian's side, he couldn't help but gasp, the vest was in a cold sweat, and he didn't have the master's demeanor before the shot, this Jiaolong Neidan was actually cut out of a spider-like gap, if he underestimated the sword sent by Wang Yi just now, and didn't fight with all his strength, he would definitely be seriously injured and vomit blood now!

"What, how powerful is this move, even the Jiaolong Neidan is broken?"

"This move has definitely reached the strength of the Yuan Infant level!This young man has never shown his true strength before!" Yuan Liuying, who was injured on his body, stood on his hair all over his body, this young man was so terrifying, just now he was just injured It seems that his subordinates showed mercy, teasing this person is the most unwise thing he has done in his life, and unconsciously he actually walked in front of the ghost gate, the more he thought about it, the more he felt afraid, his face was pale, his teeth chattered, and his arrogance as a true disciple was gone.

"My huge Water Spirit Sect can't even take a small Jindan monk from the academy, it's just... ”

"Is this the true power of the Zhenyue Sword? I admit that you do have the strength to fight with me, excellent junior, take me a move!" Raising Wang Yi to the level of a great enemy in this life, Han Shui Tian snorted softly, "The dragon is out of the cold spring!"

In front of the cold water sky, the temperature dropped suddenly, and the space was calm like a pool of spring water, suddenly, a blue whirlpool appeared, and countless sword qi were flowing in the whirlpool, sweeping towards Wang Yi, and in the process of rolling towards Wang Yi, the cold spring sword gradually appeared in the blue whirlpool, and the cold light around it was shining, and countless air dispersed to both sides like water waves, and the cold spring sword was shrouded in the whirlpool sword light.

The demon pill was broken, and everyone in the Water Spirit Sect felt extremely humiliated when they saw the defeat of Han Shui Tian's attack, but when Han Shui Tian sacrificed the Cold Spring Sword, their morale was greatly boosted, their eyes widened, and they watched the changes in the battle situation, looking forward to the Cold Spring Sword defeating the enemy with one move, suppressing Wang Yi, and washing away the shame of the Water Spirit Sect.

However, Wang Yi, who held the Zhenyue Sword in his hand, was destined to disappoint them, and the sword Wang Yi, who had been trained in the Seven Killing Heaven Realm, was infused with Haoran's holy qi, and the phantom of the magnified giant sword appeared behind the Zhenyue Sword, "Slash!" The phantom of the giant sword accompanied the Zhenyue sword to slash together, and the sword shadow of the potential energy to cut the mountain and the mountain cut the sword in half, and the Zhenyue sword and the Hanquan sword were in short arms.

"Keng!" A spatial ripple spread from the cross-hit, Wang Yi held the Zhenyue Sword, and was shocked back by the force of the shock, and Han Shuitian, who was controlling the Cold Spring Sword, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the Cold Spring Sword flew out directly, flying back into Han Shuitian's hand again, only to find that there was an extra bean-sized gap on the sword!

The scene froze for a moment, and everyone looked at the Cold Spring Sword in Han Shuitian's hand blankly, they never dreamed that the natal magic weapon that had been refined by the Great Elder for hundreds of years was actually cut out by Wang Yi's sword, and the first reaction of more people was not to believe it!

"Give me a slap in the face, this must be me still daydreaming, the Cold Spring Sword has been slashed!

"The Cold Spring Sword was the Great Elder's natal magic weapon hundreds of years ago, hundreds of years of day and night sacrifice, and now it is at least the best of the medium-grade magic weapons, and now it is actually slashed by a sword?

"What level of magic weapon is this Zhenyue Sword? It stands to reason that the higher the magic weapon, the more spiritual power it consumes, how could Wang Yi make this sword move?"

"This sword is very special, don't you see that Wang Yi hasn't input much spiritual power? ”

"My God, how heavy does this sword have to be, and the power of a sword swing is stronger than the attack of the Yuan Infant Monk!"

"At least it's the power of the number of Jiao!"

“。。。 ”

Han Shuitian's face was distressed, hundreds of years of life repair, he and the Cold Spring Sword have long been closely related, the moment the Cold Spring Sword was damaged, he suffered internal injuries, but what he cared about was not his own injuries, but the scars on the Cold Spring Sword, the internal injuries would be fine after a few months of cultivation, but the damage to the Natal Sword would take decades to repair.

There was anger in his eyes, even if he was as fair and strict as him, at this moment, he couldn't help but be overwhelmed by anger and lost his relatively fair position, "Okay, you Wang Yi, don't worry about Yu'er for the time being, you are so ruthless, you actually destroyed my natal magic weapon, today I will definitely give you some color to see!"

。。。 Wang Yi was speechless for a while, didn't you say that you wanted me to go all out? I haven't been ruthless yet, the Zhuxian Sword Qi, the Seven Killing Sword Qi, and the Burning Sky Golden Flame are all useless, I didn't expect that the head of the faction still can't afford to lose, it seems that I and the Han family of the Water Spirit Sect are destined to be not good.

"I didn't mean to cut the Cold Spring Sword, but if you want to vent, just come at me!

"On what terms?"

"I don't want to kill widely, if I win this battle by luck, you will order your disciples to get out of the way and let me pass, as for the matter of cold as jade, you can ask the Ice Spirit Sect for verification, Bai Lingshuang and Lin Yi are all in the Ice Spirit Sect. ”

Han Shuitian agreed without hesitation, "I agreed to this condition on behalf of the Water Spirit Sect, but you must also be willing to gamble and lose, as long as you lose, you will give up resistance and let my Water Spirit Sect deal with it." ”

He really didn't believe that Wang Yi could win against him, if he was not Wang Yi's opponent, then except for the sect master and a few Supreme Elders, no one was his opponent, and these people were only sent to death if they stopped him, and the matter of cold as jade, seeing his sincere tone, maybe it really had nothing to do with him, you can ask the Ice Spirit Sect for confirmation according to what he said, if it is related to Wang Yi, then you can ask the Seven Kills to make a move, no matter where he is, it is still difficult to escape.

"Okay!" Wang Yi's words were full of confidence in himself,

"Wang Yi, Wang Yi, do you really think you still have a chance to win? Don't think that you are invincible in the world with the Zhenyue Sword in your hand, this time I will let you see the gap between Brother Jindan and Brother Yuanying!"

As soon as the words fell, the fingertips of the cold water sky connected the dots, dozens of spiritual energy points out, dozens of water droplets composed of water elements floated in the air, they kept pumping the water vapor in the air, and the mist kept pouring in, until the water vapor in the space was extracted clean, and the cold water sky spiritual energy was infused, "Disease!"

Every drop of water was like a sharp arrow, shooting towards Wang Yi with the momentum of ten thousand jun, Wang Yi moved quickly under his feet, and instantly flashed ten zhang away, but the water droplets did not fall short, they surrounded Wang Yi from all directions under the control of the cold water sky.

Wang Yi frowned, tossing and turning, the Seven Killing Sword rays erupted from all over his body, and dozens of sword rays shot out, shattering the water droplets containing the Yuan Infant's spiritual power one by one.

"Oh, what kind of sword qi are you, it's even stronger than my Yuanying spiritual power!" Han Shuitian was shocked again, he didn't expect Wang Yi to be so tricky, not only was the battle body and magic weapon not inferior to the masters of the late Yuanying stage, but even the sword qi was not inferior.

The more Hanshui Tian fought, the more frightened he became, and even his heart began to waver, whether it was right or wrong to offend the young man in front of him? How could the academy cultivate such a freak? If this Wang Yi was a disciple of the Heavenly Spirit Empire, then the confrontation between himself and Wang Yi annoyed the great power, and the Water Spirit Sect would definitely be in danger!

Wang Yi was about to use the Zhuxian Sword Qi, but was stopped by Han Shuitian, "Wait! Who is your master? It is impossible for Cheng Deshu to cultivate such an excellent disciple as you!"

"I have only one master in my life, and that is Cheng Deshu!"

Seeing Wang Yi's firm tone, Han Shuitian breathed a sigh of relief, Han Shuitian of Longmen Academy didn't pay attention to it, now his battle with Wang Yi is no longer as simple as tracking his son's whereabouts and avenging the revenge of the natal magic weapon, he can't show weakness now, He couldn't retreat, his divine sense could easily sense that countless monks in Xiling City were gathering here, all paying attention to the development of this battle, if he let Wang Yi go, the prestige of the Water Spirit Sect in West Spirit City would be gone, and the other monks would definitely spread the news that the Water Spirit Sect was afraid of a Jindan monk, which was a great shame for the Water Spirit Sect!

Taking a deep breath, he inserted the Cold Spring Sword into the earth, and the Cold Water Heaven Palm Seal kept hitting the sword body, Wang Yi was also familiar with this set, so he naturally would not let him set up the formation, and the Immortal Sword in his hand shot straight away.

Han Shuitian's hand kept moving, the spiritual power continued to be injected, and a mouthful of blood mist spit out from his mouth, and the sword of the Immortal Immortal shot into the blood mist, and a few "snorts" disappeared.

The last seal was played, and Han Shuitian shouted, "Cold Spring Lock Dragon Array, get up!"

The Cold Spring Sword is like a spring, gushing out of surging spring water, and every drop of spring water contains Cold Water Heaven's comprehension of water, and its power is dozens of times stronger than that of the Water God Wave of the Han Thousand Army!