The sky is full of snow, and the void is frozen;

The sudden rush of ice and snow within a radius of thousands of miles forced the masters of both sides to sacrifice their own immortal power to resist, and Wang Sheng had crashed into this wind and snow before, but at this time, he couldn't find the figure of the golden crow.

Sword cultivation and sword cultivation are different, and the three ways of heaven, earth and man also have their own emphasis;

This dream Wuxue cultivates the way of the earth sword, and if its sword is skillful, it is often a land frozen for thousands of miles, and its heavenly immortal cultivation is brought into full play.

After a few long moments, this thousand miles of snow suddenly froze, as if condensed into a picture scroll, and two figures could be faintly seen in the wind and snow.

Wang Sheng stabbed forward with a sword, and the Dream Wuxue Immortal Sword blocked horizontally, and the sword body could withstand the tip of the Spiritless Sword.

The sword path collided, Qiankun suddenly began to shake, and the two immortal forces exploded at the same time, and the figures of Wang Sheng and Meng Wuxue were pushed away by the force of the shock.

The fairy sword in Meng Wuxue's hand shook rapidly, as if he was writing with a pen in the air, and the wind and snow swept away Wang Sheng.

In the midst of this snowflake, ice edges suddenly appeared, like window flowers on the windowsill in winter, covering Wang Sheng's figure from all directions;

If you look at it at this time, every ice edge is actually transformed by the shadow of the sword!

Countless sword shadows seemed to be arranged into some kind of formation, trapping Wang Sheng directly in it, and the accumulated offensive quickly broke out!

The snow is thicker, and the sword light is heavy;

It seems that there are countless fairies with swords in this wind and snow, and the dream of dancing swords in the air also seems to be drinking and singing in the wind and snow, the movements are extremely free and easy, and the artistic conception is so far-reaching.

However, at the moment when the surrounding ice ridges were about to close and engulf Wang Sheng's body, above the Spiritless Sword, a thunderbolt rose into the sky without warning!

This thunder pillar quickly split into three paths in the wind and snow, splitting the heavy 'ice flowers' in front of it, as if shattering countless glass mirrors, and crystal snow dust drifted all over the sky;

Thunder flashes!

Wang Sheng escaped and walked away, and the Spiritless Sword was brilliant!

Almost in the blink of an eye, Wang Sheng appeared at the end of the thunder and rushed out of the ice-blocked place!

With a flicker, seven afterimages appeared, and these seven afterimages continued to change directions, each holding a sword to attack Meng Wuxue.

Meng Wuxue didn't seem to expect Wang Sheng to rush in front of him so easily, but at this moment, he didn't feel half anxious, his face remained calm, and the fairy sword in his hand swung extremely quickly.

Wang Sheng's Ziwei Heavenly Sword had already been unleashed, and the seven star steps under his feet were urged to the extreme;

He doesn't know how to do anything, these seven afterimages are not false, it's just that he is too fast with his sword and too fast, so that the afterimages are one after another, like a doppelganger.

Kilometers, 600 meters!

The seven figures flickered continuously, rapidly approaching Meng Wuxue, the long sword in the latter's hand connected forward, and a trace of invisible sword light attacked Wang Sheng head-on, but the sword light passed through the afterimage, but it continued to miss.

The sword is over the sky!

The Spiritless Sword violently counterattacked, first the seven sword qi erupted, but it sealed Meng Wuxue's retreat everywhere;

Meng Wuxue resisted with a sword, and the fairy sword in his hand quickly knocked down the seven sword qi, but it was also disrupted by the pace of his moves;

On the contrary, Wang Sheng had already come to the front, and between the lightning and flint, seven figures appeared strangely around Meng Wuxue's body!

At this moment, Meng Wuxue found that all the vital points around her body were shrouded by the opponent's sword moves, and at this moment, there were constant warnings in her heart.

He had no way to escape, so he had to use all the things he had learned in his life, and the snow sword in his hand was as fast as a streamer phantom, and the sword shadow was made into plum blossoms, shooting at the surroundings.

For a while, the sound of the intersection of the two swords was endless, and the two heavenly immortal forces collided rapidly!

From time to time, there were flying sword qi and sword light erupting everywhere in the void, and the power contained in it was that the True Immortal Realm was both dead and injured when touched, and in the land filled with wind and snow, Qiankun was constantly trembling in this collision!

The Ziwei Heavenly Sword that Wang Sheng had already erupted from was temporarily resisted by Meng Wuxue!

But although Meng Wuxue's moves are fast, he still has his own moves and routines to be found, and if there are fixed moves and routines, there will be certain flaws.

Wang Sheng was not in a hurry, the Ziwei Heavenly Sword continued to erupt, the sword light was faster than one wave, and the seven afterimages that turned out seemed to be completely condensed, but each time he made a move, it became more and more tricky.

Gradually, every action and parry of Meng Wuxue appeared very clearly in Wang Sheng's heart.

Yume's movements seem to be slowing down?

No, it's just that Wang Sheng's heart has begun to adapt to Meng Wuxue's swordsmanship routines and shooting habits.

The wind and snow are in the sky, and the sword is roaring.

Dao Dao sword qi slashed towards the endless void, and Feng Lixing's vitality was also stirred.

Seeing this, all the immortals of Xinghaimen were all emotional, and the female disciples of Fengli Sect were full of brilliance in their eyes, and the sect culture began to play a role again.

The only ones who could feel the 'ruthlessness' of these two sword cultivators were those 'old true immortals' who were trapped in the late stage of the True Immortal Realm, and the total of nineteen Heavenly Immortal Realm 'masters' left on both sides.

Those elders and disciples of the Beihe Sword Sect had very wonderful facial expressions at this moment.

Wang Sheng had previously taken the initiative to reveal the five major sword intents as a deterrent, and they all had the idea of 'no matter how strong you are, you are just a true immortal at this time';

But at this time, Wang Sheng completely suppressed Meng Wuxue with one person and one sword, but it was really beyond their expectations.

The exquisite swordsmanship of the stars, one move and one style is like a natural one, secretly combined with the avenue of the stars, blessed by the power of the stars, and seems to have endless changes;

There is also a matching mystical footwork, which is comparable to the thunder escape method of short-distance movement......

At this moment, these people from the Beihe Sword Sect were unwilling to admit how strong Wang Sheng was, and they completely attributed Wang Sheng's strength to the rich kendo he possessed.

But the next situation made these sword cultivators, who were also considered to be successful, more and more incompetent.

Wang Sheng's sword suddenly became a little faster.

The original Big Dipper appeared in the wind and snow, and at that moment, the big purple star rotated rapidly around Yumeno Snow!

Bite!

With a soft sound, the fairy sword in Meng Wuxue's hand was actually beaten upward, and seven sword shadows staggered through, and the immortal robe on Meng Wuxue's body instantly had seven more blood marks!

And that's just the beginning.

The sky full of stars crashed into the wind and snow, the starlight shook, the stars fell, and a galaxy wrapped all the surroundings of Mengwuxue, washing back and forth.

"The snow is light!"

Meng Wuxue snorted softly, and his body suddenly became a little faint, and he began to move and dodge extremely quickly, leaving behind the same remnants of the Dao.

At this time, he was completely unable to use his sword technique, and was suppressed by the other party, and if he was not in his position, he couldn't realize what kind of fierce sword intent the starlight that continued to attack!

The sound of 'poof' was endless, and the fairy blood kept splashing, but in the blink of an eye, Meng Wuxue was already soaked in blood!

Wang Sheng did not show mercy, and made a move to take Meng Wuxue's life, but Meng Wuxue resisted with all his might, and the fairy sword in his hand was so fast that it almost blended into the surrounding snow, but he was never able to regain the slightest initiative.

The galaxy swirls around this white-clothed sword cultivation, mighty and boundless.

Wang Sheng's figure appeared among the stars from time to time, dancing on the stars, like an emperor patrolling the galaxy, without the slightest injury, and his breath did not even fluctuate too much.

Meng Wuxue was already covered in blood, her breath trembled lightly, and she was already about to lose.

Compared to these, how could he be defeated here like this after all the hard work he had spent ten thousand years polishing his sword intent!

How could you be defeated by the Heavenly Sword like this!

What about the Heavenly Sword!

Treading the snow without a trace!

Meng Wuxue suddenly gave up defending and resisting, adding fourteen wounds to his body, but an extremely strong cold aura suddenly gushed out around Meng Wuxue's body, quickly sealing Wang Sheng's sword momentum.

The starlight converged, Wang Sheng's figure was revealed, and he immediately retreated.

Meng Wuxue stared at Wang Sheng, at this moment, the others, the gods, and the sword merged almost instantly, and a thousand-meter-long sword qi pierced the galaxy, and with the momentum of wanting to cut through the void, it slashed down obliquely!

This sword integrates the essence of Meng Wuxue's 10,000-year penance cultivation, and integrates Meng Wuxue's understanding of kendo since his practice;

Whether it was from the perspective of Meng Wuxue, or in the eyes around him, it seemed that Wang Sheng could no longer dodge......

Wang Sheng sighed secretly in his heart, and his eyes showed a little disappointment.

Disappointed?

Meng Wuxue Dao's heart seemed to be tightly grasped, what was this young sword cultivator disappointed?

His sword has been slashed!

However, the spiritless sword in Wang Sheng's hand suddenly rose, and the shadow of yin and yang appeared in the sword light, and a small Tai Chi condensed on the tip of the sword.

The sword qi fell, the immortal light around the soulless sword flashed, Wang Sheng's figure changed from slow to fast, and as the direction of the sword qi splitting fell, the arm that raised the spiritless sword was also slowly falling.

Meng Wuxue's eyes showed a little disbelief, his almost life-threatening sword, but it seemed to be slashed in the air, and he was powerless!

And Wang Sheng fell no more than a few dozen meters, his arm was just at shoulder level, and he took a few dozen meters towards the side as if it were an effortless step, allowing this huge sword qi to slide quickly from his side.

This action is so smooth and light, without any sense of effort.

Meng Wuxue's arm was trembling.

"The sword has no dead moves, it is like flowing water," Wang Sheng stepped back, "If you don't have any other moves, I will take your life." ”

"Take me with a sword again! I will die without regrets!"

Meng Wuxue gritted her teeth and scolded angrily, her body once again turned into a sword of ice and snow hundreds of meters long, and the ice and snow within a thousand miles struck towards Wang Sheng.

"Humph!"

Wang Sheng's eyes flashed with bright starlight, his figure flashed, and he rushed straight forward towards the tip of the snow sword!

In the next moment, the Spiritless Sword collided head-on with the Snow Sword, and the sword shadow in Wang Sheng's hand bloomed like a lotus flower, and every time the petals turned, the huge Snow Sword was cut into pieces!

And when the lotus bloomed twelve times, the snow sword had been directly flattened, and a phantom appeared in the lotus, and Wang Sheng stabbed Meng Wuxue's throat with a sword.

However, although this sword stabbed down, it did not contain the sword intent to destroy the opponent's primordial god, although such a wound was terrifying, it was only a serious injury.

The Spiritless Sword was pulled out, Wang Sheng shook his hand casually, and swept Meng Wuxue directly aside, his eyes fell on the gloomy face of Long Xitian.

"Next. ”