And Sima Yuan, like everyone else, is also comprehending the way of the sword, but he is holding his own 'fraud spirit weapon'.

He grasped the cliff with one hand, and danced in the air with the other, as if he was crazy, and at the same time, his eyebrows were constantly dancing, and his face was shocked, surprised and abrupt, and his appearance was funny.

Sima Yuan was not sure that the treasure mirror could absorb sword qi at first, but since he didn't even let go of the power of those floating pills in the alchemy room, Sima Yuan knew it in his heart.

Obviously, this treasure is now 'hungry and thirsty', and urgently needs all the inflow of foreign spiritual power.

This time, let it absorb sword qi, one is to enrich the ancient mirror, and the other is also its other mysterious function!

Reflection!

Draw on the power of the outside and use it against the enemy!

It can be called the way of others to return the other!

Seeing this, the person who climbed on his side couldn't help but shake his head and sneer, and his eyes were full of ridicule.

However, after Sima Yuan called the ancient mirror repeatedly, the mystical spiritual thoughts in his heart that comprehended the way of the sword became more and more complex and rich, as if the spiritual light of the Tao swept in.

If Jin Dan was here, he would find that with every breath of Sima Yuandi, the sword qi on his side weakened several times.

When several sword qi on Sima Yuan's side were a little erratic and crumbling, he finally opened his eyes.

There seemed to be a trace of sword aura in his eyes, which was fleeting.

Sima Yuan smiled slightly and whispered, "Three thousand weak water, I'll only take one scoop." ”

Before the words fell, his eyes sparkled and were full of excitement.

Then he grinned, wanting to absorb the sword qi again.

Suddenly, a strong wind rose in his ears, and a sharp sword qi struck from its side!

Sima Yuan's face changed, and he hurriedly dodged.

The sword qi passed by, bringing out a blood mark, and the smell of blood permeated the surroundings, but everyone only frowned.

Sima Yuan's face sank, Huo Ran turned his head, and saw a blue-robed young man with a gloomy face staring at Sima Yuan.

The blue-robed boy is none other than Zhao Bing!

Sima Yuan frowned and sneered, "I heard that the people of the Zhao family have no other abilities, and those who seek death are famous far and wide, and when I see them today, they really live up to their reputation." ”

Zhao Bing was furious, and pointed at Sima Yuan and shouted, "Damn dog mongrel, dare to kill my clan brother, today I will let you taste the pain of ten thousand swords piercing your heart and sword intent devouring souls, and then chop your cheap bones to pay tribute to my clan brother's spirit in the sky!"

Before the words fell, dozens of sharp sword blades roared, causing dozens of people around them to change color and quickly dodge.

There are not no people who seek revenge and fight to the death on the sword cliff, but they have never been so murderous as today.

It seems that today's things cannot be good.

After Sima Yuan sighed, his mind came out, and dozens of pure sword qi hovered on the side, resisting the incoming sword light as horns.

His expression was solemn, grasping the cliff wall with one hand, and the tips of his fingers dancing rapidly, and before the other party arrived, he immediately said,

"Go!"

Since the beginning of his cliff climbing, he has begun to refine the sword qi left by the qi refining cultivator in the mirror, which is temporarily sealed in the dantian, although he cannot kill the enemy on the spot, but it can also relieve the urgent need a little.

It's too late, it's too soon.

The two sword lights collided abruptly in the exclamation of everyone, and the residual sword qi instantly shattered, scattering and falling.

At this time, the people below suffered, and the mixed sword qi like the scattered flowers of the Heavenly Maiden fell violently, so frightened that they had to interrupt their understanding, and they all shot out to intercept and resist.

At the same time, everyone has a burning gaze and a thick snort, but they are fighting and fighting, and it is not easy to get involved for a while, but it is difficult to say after that.

Immediately, the eyes that looked at Sima Yuan and Zhao Bing were extremely unkind.

And taking advantage of this effort, Sima Yuan and Zhao Bing have already bombarded each other several times, from the beginning of the frenzied sword qi to bombard, to the clever sneak attack and kill, and finally the two are only a few feet away.

Sima Yuan's eyes were fierce, and his right hand probed towards the ancient mirror in his arms, and then a muffled snort sounded, but it was several majestic sword qi that had not been refined from the treasure mirror.

There was a sudden snort.

Zhao Bing's face suddenly changed drastically, and he hurriedly summoned the spirit shield to protect his body.

However, the unrefined sword cliff sword qi, after being summoned by Sima Yuan, was like a wild horse that had escaped, and its galloping roar was even more powerful than that of a flood beast, and it instantly tore Zhao Bing's body protection spirit cover into pieces.

When he was dying, a red light suddenly appeared in his hand, protecting him to death, like a body talisman.

Zhao Bing escaped, and was afraid to look at Sima Yuan's eyes later, extremely vicious and resentful, and roared, "Little bastard, you dare to kill me, Lao Tzu wants you to die!!"

Before the words fell, an incomparable aura quietly emerged, suspected to be the breath of the foundation building period!

Sima Yuan's eyes were cold, and a trace of awe-inspiring killing intent finally appeared in his heart!

In the sword test conference, it is necessary to test the sword, and casualties are inevitable.

His eyes were cold, and he muttered to himself, "Since you are looking for death, then I will be an adult beauty!"

He pressed the treasure mirror lightly, and a fluorescent and rich sword light flickered on his fingertips, jumping and jumping, full of agility.

A wisp of pure sword intent that intercepted the foundation building powerhouse, its length was not more than an inch, but it had already condensed into substance, and it was the same as the sword light.

Sima Yuan knew very well the power of this sword intent, which was enough to kill any late-stage Qi refining cultivator.

His eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he whispered, "Sword intent is as you like, go!"

Zixiao swordsmanship, swordsmanship!

The sword intent flashed away, and when it reappeared in the next moment, it was already behind Zhao Bing, and it exploded with a bang.

A terrible scream rang out in all directions.

Everyone around them changed color in unison, and their eyes showed a look of shock and shock.

A trace of pain flashed on Sima Yuan's face, and then he slapped out a palm and slapped Zhao Bing down.

Bang.

Zhao Bing's body fell suddenly and fell to the ground.

Sima Yuan looked down with a cold gaze. Everywhere it touches, everyone avoids.

The scene of Sima Yuan blatantly killing Zhao Bing left a deep impression on everyone in Sword Cliff, but Luo Dao, Lu Zhaoyang and others below had different expressions.

Luo Dao's face sank, and the huge momentum rolled up, as if he was about to fly to the sky and the cliff.

Lu Zhaoyang's eyes on the side were strange, as if he was appreciative, and after seeing Luo Dao's actions, the aura on his body fluctuated slightly, and the sword light was like a rainbow.

He said lightly, "Senior Brother Luo, on the sword cliff, life and death do not matter. ”

Luo Dao's breath stopped abruptly, and after being silent for a while, he bowed his hand slightly to Lu Zhaoyang.

Then he looked at Sima Yuan's gaze extremely cold.

Kill Zhao Shuang first, and then kill Zhao Bing, hmph, this little bastard is really a troublemaker!

Not to mention how everyone was shocked and shocked, Sima Yuan turned a deaf ear, and most of the sword qi was consumed, and he had to make up for it as soon as possible.

Especially after killing Zhao Bing, the aftermath will definitely set off turbulent waves, and he urgently needs to improve his strength!

Sima Yuan took a deep breath, closed his eyes and settled, making a feeling of understanding, but in fact, he expanded the power of the treasure mirror to the maximum.

After Sima Yuan's incident, at this moment, the disciples of all the peaks above the sword cliff seemed to be a little tender, and under the strong people below who closed their eyes and stood by, someone finally began to see blood, and then in less than half an hour, there were six or seven battles, all of which showed their housekeeping skills, and they all looked like they were not dying.

Some people can't help but be a little annoyed, secretly saying that the bad embryo of Shen Dan Peak is really ruthless, so didn't Zhao Bing just let go of some sword qi and kill people, so he can't help but joke?

Complaining is complaining, but few people are close to Sima Yuan anymore.

Sima Yuan was also happy to do this, and he absorbed and refined the sword qi around him.

He licked his slightly dry lips, the sword qi of the strong man in the foundation building period is fierce, it seems that he needs to be more prepared, maybe he has accumulated more, and he can be a yin person again.

Suddenly, his heart jumped, and a warning of danger came to him.

His gaze moved, and he glanced at a faint sword aura several times, a little puzzled.

He poked out a trace of his heart, and with a snort, Sima Yuan immediately snorted.

His expression was shocked, his heart palpitated, and then his eyes showed a look of ecstasy.

The remnants of the sword intent left by Jin Dan!

Sima Yuan's eyes lit up, and when he was about to approach quietly, a chuckle sounded,

"Senior brother, forgive me, this sword qi is of great benefit to me, can you let Yu be a brother?"

Before you see him, smell him first.

Sima Yuan's whole body was tense, as if he was facing a great enemy.

In an instant, a handsome young man in a purple robe floated down from above and stopped at the side of the sword qi.

At this time, Sima Yuan was also no more than a foot away from that sword qi.

His eyes moved slightly, but he smiled on his lips, "Coincidentally, this sword qi is equally important to junior brother, can senior brother retreat?"

The man didn't change his smile, but shook his head slightly, "That brother has to be a villain."

Before the words fell, the man's eyes sharpened, and his mouth snapped softly, as if a voice pattern hit like a wave.

Sima Yuan's expression was solemn, his footsteps moved, and under the swaying, he happened to dodge at an incredible angle.

It's the ethereal escape!

Blindly dodging is naturally not Sima Yuan's character, his eyes are slightly deep, a sword light in his hand escapes, his gaze is solemn,

"Spirit Sword, Kill the Enemy!"

The scene of Fang Cai Sword's killing of Zhao Bing could be temporarily concealed from others, but this suspected master of the late stage of the sixth-layer earth refining must be like a mirror, so Sima Yuan no longer concealed it, and simply showed it openly and honestly as a deterrent.

Suddenly, seeing that Sima Yuan seemed to have cultivated the authentic "Zixiao Sword Technique", the purple-robed young man's face was finally gloomy, and his eyes became more and more unkind when he looked at Sima Yuandi, and his tone was a little gloomy and compassionate.

"Every person who inherits my Zixiao Sword Technique has traces to follow, but you, a wild boy who doesn't know what to follow, will also, it seems that those who want to make waves really can't wait. ”

Sima Yuan raised his eyebrows, hearing this person's words, it seemed to belong to the head of the family.

At this time, Sima Yuan's sword light had already flashed above the purple-robed monk's head, and then fell straight down, and the sword aura was awe-inspiring.

The man threw a punch with an expressionless face, and with a bang, the sword light instantly shattered and bounced in all directions.

He looked at him sarcastically, "My Zixiao sword technique is so powerful that it has fallen into the hands of rebellious ministers and thieves, it is really a pearl and dust." Today, Han will teach you how to use a sword!"

A hint of fierceness flashed in his eyes, "My name is Han Zhan, you remember." Go down to the Netherworld and tell the King of Hades, you died at the hands of Han!"

As soon as the words fell, the sword on his side chanted and sang, the light flickered, like a starry sky blinking, light and dark flickering, and at the same time, one after another sword intent stabbed at the face, like a needle prick.

Before the sword qi arrived, the sword intent had already made him daunting.

Sima Yuan's eyes flashed, the Han clan was the cultivator force that depended on the head of the family.

When he was facing the enemy, he quietly rubbed the treasure mirror in his arms, and his face was radiant.

The treasure mirror can not only store sword qi, but also naturally copy the sword intent.

And Han Zhan's move was tantamount to showing the true essence of Zixiao's sword technique to Sima Yuan one by one.

However, when Sima Yuan was secretly happy, he didn't dare to be careless, after all, he was still fighting at the moment, and he couldn't be distracted.

His face tense, and a hint of threat emerged, but he saw that the sword technique in Han Zhan's hand swept in like a wave, and he was quite eager to set off an earth-shaking posture.

At the same time, what made Sima Yuan secretly stunned was that there seemed to be a thunderous roar on the purple-robed monk who was shrouded in sword light.

It's deafening.

Sima Yuan's color finally changed, and after a little hesitation and hesitation on his face, a ruthless color flashed in his eyes.

Although it was the Lord of the Cao Pavilion who repeatedly told him not to take the pill indiscriminately, otherwise the foundation would be unstable in the future.

But this time his life is about to be lost, if he can't survive, there will be no future.

He flipped his hand, and the 'Barrier Breaking Pill' appeared in the palm of his hand, and he stuffed it in his mouth without hesitation.

The pill was like the power of Pei Ran Lingyuan, stirring Sima Yuan's internal organs, and he couldn't help but snort softly.

And at this time, Han Zhan's Zixiao Sword Technique finally belatedly descended on Sima Yuan.

The rumbling sound rolled in, like thunder descending into the world, and it carried endless sword light swept down, and there was sword qi all within the range of nearly three zhang.

The overwhelming momentum shocked the disciples of the surrounding peaks.

"This person is a person from Zixiao Peak!"

"Authentic Zixiao Sword Technique!"