He Jiangxiu fused the five sword intents together, but it was just a simple condensation, between the five sword intents, there was no order, they were still working separately, and the power that could burst out did not actually increase much.

"Gather!" He Jiangxiu was inspired, and immediately stepped forward, waving his hands again and again, and one after another sword qi shot out, attracting the five major sword intents, and began to fuse and condense.

Buzz!

On the ring, the sword qi roared, and the mana steamed. The aura displayed on He Jiangxiu's body became more and more powerful and terrifying. The sword light flickered in He Jiangxiu's hand, like a star.

"Among the five great sword intents, the eternal sword intent should be the center. He Jiangxiu immediately judged that among the five types of sword intent, the eternal sword intent was the purest, the most sacred, and the closest to the power of chaos.

In the world, the power of chaos is the strongest.

He Jiangxiu pointed his finger, and a pale sword light was suspended into the air. What is contained in this sword intent is the eternal sword qi. Then, He Jiangxiu waved his fingers again, and the different colors of the sword also fell immediately.

Around the Eternal Sword Intent, there was a lilac star sword intent. Golden earth-shattering sword intent. The pink-white Heaven Splitting Sword Intent, the crimson Heaven Locking Sword Intent.

The four major sword intents wrapped the eternal sword intent in the center and transformed into a divine dragon, combining the thick dragon body and fusing it into a whole, a new sword intent.

"This is the new sword intent!" He Jiangxiu exclaimed, he sensed that in this new black sword qi, an unprecedented power was bred.

This kind of sword intent is closer to the power of chaos than the eternal sword intent.

"The five great sword intents are fused, this new sword intent is called the Holy Martial Sword Intent!" He Jiangxiu laughed, it was precisely because of the Holy Martial Pagoda that He Jiangxiu's sword intent had a breakthrough, and He Jiangxiu called this new sword intent the Holy Martial Sword Intent, which was also quite commemorative.

The black-robed young man in front of him nodded and said, "Very good." ”

He Jiangxiu shouted: "Die!"

After the words fell, the pitch-black sword qi stabbed forward in a hurry, cracking the void and approaching the chest of the black-robed young man. He Jiangxiu was very sure that if he was an ordinary Sanqing Realm cultivator, he would not be able to resist his sword at all.

At this time, He Jiangxiu, although he was still only in the realm of mana, already had the strength to kill the Sanqing realm.

An ordinary Yin and Yang Realm cultivator, in He Jiangxiu's eyes, was nothing anymore.

At the beginning, in the Ghost Spirit Sword Tomb, He Jiangxiu thought that Chu Xingzhou in the Yin and Yang Realm was extremely powerful. But now it seems that the strength is also very ordinary, and I don't know why I became a saint of Taixuanmen.

In fact, it was not that Chu Xingzhou was too weak, but that He Jiangxiu was strong.

He Jiangxiu slashed out with a sword, the sword momentum was like flowing water, vigorous and resolute, galloping, and between the roars, ten thousand sword lights blocked the black-robed young man.

The heaven-locking sword intent contained in the Holy Martial Sword Intent was unleashed by He Jiangxiu, blocking the black-robed young man's retreat. At the same time, it burst out with a shocking sword intent, shaking the heavens and the earth, and oppressing the use of the black-robed young man's power.

The spray of eternal sword intent caused the air flow in the entire ring to become stagnant. It's as if at this moment, even time is not passing.

"It's a bit awesome. The black-robed young man's originally triumphant face showed a slight solemn color. But he didn't show shock yet, he just glanced at He Jiang Xiugao.

"Broken!"

The black-robed young man exhaled softly, and the longsword in both hands stabbed forward.

It's a simple sword again. But the sword qi and sword intent that were stimulated were not under He Jiangxiu.

This black-robed young man can be said to be the second He Jiangxiu. What He Jiangxiu can do, the black-robed young man can do.

"The road is simple. The black-robed young man said with a smile, and the long sword in his hand stabbed forward suddenly, but with just a simple stab, it completely shattered the holy martial sword intent.

Bang!

He Jiangxiu flew out upside down, and he was almost about to be blasted out of the ring. And the black-robed young man also retreated again and again, and when he was still three steps away from the edge of the ring, he finally stabilized his figure.

"Hmph. He Jiangxiu snorted coldly, and as soon as he stabilized his body, he desperately killed, and simply stabbed a sword forward.

The black-robed young man smiled slightly again and said, "The children can be taught." ”

The road to simplicity. This is especially true of swordsmanship.

The simplest sword moves are only stabbing, picking, piercing, and slashing...... These are too simple actions to be simple. But it is these simple sword moves that are the marrow of swordsmanship, the spirit and soul of swordsmanship.

The root of swordsmanship is still the simplest sword move. No matter how complicated and delicate the sword moves, they are nothing more than a combination of simple sword moves.

He Jiangxiu understood. Straight and straight forward.

And the black-robed young man, too, handed out a sword.

The two divine swords collided together, and there was not the slightest energy fluctuation, nor did it burst out with energy ripples, let alone cause the void to vibrate. There were only two wisps of sword qi, and after they merged with each other, they quickly disappeared into nothingness.

A trace of blood flowed from the corners of the mouths of He Jiangxiu and the black-robed young man.

The black-robed young man's eyes showed a look of satisfaction, and he said, "Very good." You're now able to go head-to-head with me. However, it was still difficult to beat me. ”

"How can I defeat you?" He Jiangxiu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and asked stiffly.

Regarding He Jiangxiu's almost brainless question, the black-robed young man threw He Jiangxiu a roll of his eyes and said coldly: "Defeating me is defeating yourself." ”

"If I could, I'd like to give myself a sword. See if you get hurt too. He Jiangxiu said jokingly.

The black-robed young man still said seriously: "You can try." ”

Of course, He Jiangxiu would not be so idiotic as to give himself a sword, and with a flash of his figure, he attracted the Huangquan Holy Sword and stabbed at the black-robed young man.

The black-robed young man said, "It's useless for you to attack like this. It's just wasting mana in vain. ”

He Jiangxiu shook his head, looking disapproving. With a shake of his hands, he vented a vast wave of energy. I saw that He Jiangxiu's whole person was trembling, and there seemed to be a fierce beast hidden in his body, roaring in a low voice. The mana in the dantian gushed out.

The mighty sword qi stabbed forward. At this moment, He Jiangxiu exerted all his strength.

"I'm going to bring out all my potential. The more pressure there is, the more my realm will break through!" He Jiangxiu shouted, his eyes were clear, and his body was full of combat power, like a rampaging beast, slaughtering in front of the black-robed young man.

The black-robed young man's face was startled, and he sensed the powerful aura released from He Jiangxiu's body, and he couldn't help but retreat again and again. But when he stepped back to the edge of the ring, he couldn't back anymore.

He can only fight once.

He Jiangxiu laughed and said, "It seems that you are nothing more than that!"

He Jiangxiu, who launched an all-out blow, had empty eyes, and the only thoughts left in his mind were fighting.

He Jiangxiu was even sure that as long as he continued to fight, he would usher in the final victory.

Thundered!

The divine power flicked wildly, and the sword qi spurted thin. He Jiangxiu did not skimp on the mana in the dantian. Urging the Eternal Immortal Ding and Hongmeng Divine Diagram to the extreme, but not triggering the formation in it, but only absorbing the power of chaos in it and improving its own strength.

The road to simplicity. In the battle with the black-robed young man, He Jiangxiu no longer gave up any magic weapon attacks, even the flying sword.

He Jiangxiu pointed his finger, and a sword qi flew out from between his fingers. Bombarded the black-robed boy. That sword qi was extremely fast, so fast that even He Jiangxiu himself didn't see it clearly.

He Jiangxiu couldn't catch the flight trajectory of that sword qi, and of course the black-robed young man couldn't catch it.

A sword qi containing the sword intent of the Holy Martial Sword directly bombarded the chest of the black-robed young man. Subsequently, the sword qi dissipated, but in the heart of the black-robed young man, a deep blood hole was left.

Gurgling blood, flowing out of it.

If it had been an ordinary monk, he would have died on the spot. But this black-robed young man was not a monk, but just a human form conjured up from the Holy Martial Pagoda. Therefore, even if his heart was shattered, as long as the Holy Martial Pagoda was still there, the black-robed young man would not disappear.

"Holy Martial Sword Intent, Boom!"

He Jiangxiu roared angrily, his body was like a dragon, and the wind under his feet was running, and in the blink of an eye, he flew in front of the black-robed young man.

"It's useless to attack alone, okay, I'll knock you out of the ring!" He Jiangxiu roared, his fists attacking repeatedly, using his own strength.

Excalibur is just something outside the body. It's not part of He Jiangxiu's own strength.

In the end, He Jiangxiu didn't even urge the Eternal Immortal Ding and the Hongmeng Divine Diagram anymore. Unleash only your own power.

Without the blessing of the power of chaos, He Jiangxiu's strength fell to only three thousand elephants. But for an ordinary Mana Realm cultivator, the power of the Three Thousand Elephants was already very powerful.

He Jiangxiu threw away the four divine swords such as the Heaven-Shattering Sword. The black-robed young man could no longer run the divine sword, and could only fight with He Jiangxiu closely.

The black-robed young man was forced to the extreme by He Jiangxiu, and he had no flying sword to use, so he couldn't help but lament again and again. But in the face of He Jiangxiu's crazy attack, he was helpless, and he exploded his strength and became entangled with He Jiangxiu.

In this battle, there is not the slightest skill to speak of.

You punch, I kick. He Jiangxiu threw a punch and bombarded the black-robed young man's body. The black-robed young man would also slap out and land on He Jiangxiu's body.

The two returned to the most primitive state of the battle.

He Jiangxiu and the black-robed young man fought together. In the end, not even mana is used, only power!

In fact, the strength of the monk is the most fundamental.

Mana can be consumed. But power, as long as it reaches a certain level, will never disappear.

During the battle, He Jiangxiu found the most fundamental existence of a monk. The distance beyond the fundamental, beyond the self, is also close at hand.

Bang bang!

He Jiangxiu's fists collided with the black-robed boy's fists, and the monstrous whirlwind was born.

The whole ring also shook with it.