These three swords are by no means the other three swords.

At this time, the aura around "Qingfeng" was full of coercion. However, if you sink your heart and feel it carefully, you will find that it is empty and has no form. Although the overflowing spiritual power is powerful, it is far less than the real Jindan realm.

Chang Xi slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, and a big stone in his heart also fell to the ground. I had vaguely felt that the "Qingfeng" in front of me was not the real Jindan Realm, if it was really a real Jindan Realm cultivation, it would only take a moment to kill him.

"Ready?"

The curtains of the closed eyes of "Qingfeng" opened, and the dark blue in the pupils of the eyes flowed.

Chang Xi took a deep breath like a whale sucking a long rainbow, a sea of blood boiled in his chest, and countless flying light blue aura overflowed from the Yuehong Sword's body, and he was ready to take a step under his feet, and suddenly shouted in his mouth: "Just come here!"

"A sleeve rolls Qinggang!"

A faint smile appeared on the face of "Qingfeng" when he heard this, but there was no mud or water in his hand movements. The wide sleeved robe shook and the wind shook violently, and a cyan sword shadow in the shadow actually drew a series of afterimages in the air, which was a few points faster than the same sword move that emitted a piercing sword sound before?

The cyan sword shadow swam around Chang Xi at a speed that ordinary people's eyes couldn't catch, and Chang Xi only felt as if he had been cut out of the cage with a radius of ten zhang by countless cyan sword qi. The cyan sword qi crisscrossing the top of the head can almost be seen with the naked eye, and you don't need to experience it to understand how sharp it is.

A chill hit his back, and the strong sense of crisis made Chang Xi only instinctively react. Waved the moon rainbow and swept around, only to hear the sound of "呀" suddenly ringing in his ears, and the cyan sword shadow that flashed by was immediately separated, and the sharp sword qi cut a few fine marks on Chang Xi's smooth baby-like face. The huge force from the sword almost shook Yuehong out of her hand, and Chang Xi's figure staggered, and the rapid sword sound of Qinggang's sword sounded in his ears again.

"Hmph. ”

Chang Xi snorted coldly, and all the spiritual power of the dantian merged into the Moon Rainbow Sword, and the basic sword techniques that had already been integrated but were different from those made by ordinary disciples were used one after another. The cruising Qinggang Sword picked out the weak points around Chang Xi's body, but he never thought that he couldn't help the crystal sword light that stabbed out at a tricky angle.

As Chang Xi gradually adapted to the angle and frequency of the Qinggang Sword's attacks and continued to fight back, the criss-crossing cyan sword qi became more and more sparse and unstable, and the seemingly unbreakable sword qi cage was already crumbling. With Chang Xi's fortune, a blow with a force of nearly a thousand catties slashed at the weak point of the Qinggang Sword, and the sword qi cage was suddenly torn apart.

"Qingfeng" couldn't help but have a strange look in his eyes. The sword moves with different styles can vaguely be seen from the basic sword techniques learned by the disciples of the outer sect of Qingyun Mountain, but the faces that have been changed have long been changed beyond recognition, and it can be said that there is no one in ten. But it's just perfect to play in the hands of this kid, the mellow and free between the moves, there is no hint of jerky, I think maybe this kid created and improved?

If this is the case, this son will not be a mediocre person in the future just by virtue of his understanding and heart against the sky.

"Qingfeng" thought in his heart, and the sword qi cage drawn by Qinggang Sword had been completely broken. Aroused with curiosity, he wanted to see the true ability in this kid's hands, and his sleeve robes danced with the sword qi in both hands, and swung forward.

"Two-sleeved dancing spirit snake!"

The sword aura that rushed straight from the sleeve of "Qingfeng" was like a spiritual snake painted in a famous ink painting, with a trace of aura. Different from the previous "One Sleeve Roll Qinggang" with sword shadows like electricity, this seems to be the countless spirit snake sword qi swimming from the painting, although it is clear to see, it is extremely difficult to deal with.

Chang Xi used all his strength to cut off a few wisps of spirit snake sword qi, but looking at it, there were more than a hundred wisps of spirit snake sword qi floating around? With his flexible body technique, Chang Xi could still breathe for a while, but as time went by, Chang Xi found that the tacit understanding between these spirit snake sword qi was incomparable, and he only did guerrilla momentum, never fought his sword moves head-on, and immediately replaced it with another spirit snake sword qi to consume his strength when he succeeded. Under the elimination of the other's strengths, it has become a tug-of-war.

Competing with the "Jindan Realm Cultivator" for spiritual power, wouldn't it be attacking its strengths with his own shortcomings? Chang Xi's mind flickered, and a depressed look rose on his face, and he couldn't help but feel annoyed that he had been stupidly supporting these spirit snake sword qi all along. At that moment, he gave up the idea of dealing with the sword qi of the spirit snake in front of him, and turned to look at the green-shirted figure in the distance where Shi Ran pinched the trick to guide the sword qi.

"Huh?"

"Qingfeng" pinched the trick's hand for a moment, and saw that Chang Xi seemed to be resisting the wind under his feet, rushing left and right in the dense spirit snake sword qi around him. The spirit snake sword qi left a lot of blood on Chang Xi's body, but it still couldn't stop him from breaking through.

Speed is not the strength of the spirit snake sword qi, I saw Chang Xi rushing out of the encirclement covered in blood, and his feet suddenly exploded like thunder, throwing away the spirit snake sword qi behind him far away, and he was about to rush in front of "Qing Feng" in a few flashes.

"It's a good calculation to capture the thief first, but it's a pity. ”

Since the drawbacks of this "two-sleeved dancing spirit snake" have been seen through by Chang Xi, it is no longer of any use. As soon as the sword technique in the hand of "Qingfeng" dispersed, the spirit snake sword qi flying in the sky suddenly disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

"Qingfeng" looked brighter and brighter in his eyes, and the mysterious footwork under his feet stepped out again and again, as if splashing a ripple on the water, not as amazing as Chang Xi's feet, but his figure was already dozens of zhang away in the blink of an eye, and he was magical.

Chang Xi, who flew over, saw that the sword he stabbed out was about to hit, but he never thought that "Qingfeng" would have such a mysterious footwork. The sword that had been gathering momentum for a long time naturally failed. Chang Xi was not annoyed, his eyes were locked on "Qingfeng" from afar, and he was on guard. After all, even if this distance of dozens of zhang is to take a lot of time to accumulate strength, the sword that Fang Cai felt must hit is all missing, not to mention the current situation, even if he pounces, it is just a waste of effort.

"Qingfeng" glanced at the sleeve robe in his right hand without a trace, and a piece of the inner corner of the robe was missing. He secretly praised the fast sword in his heart, and then withdrew his gaze. I made up my mind that I couldn't let this kid know that he had let him cut off a corner of his clothes if he wasn't paying attention, otherwise wouldn't this kid have to kick his nose in the face even more? Thinking of this, "Qingfeng" looked at Chang Xi's eyes and became meaningful, like the terrifying look of the mortal thief who wanted to kill when he bumped into his master when he was stealing.

Chang Xi only said that he didn't feel good, but for some reason, the green jade stone under his feet was like a swamp that sucked his feet tightly, and he could only take one step with all his strength. Looking at the faint bursts of blue light on the ground of the surrounding green jade stones, Chang Xi didn't know that he had fallen for this guy, and looked at "Qingfeng" viciously.

Seeing that the bait was hooked, "Qingfeng" spread his hands and said with a smile on the appearance of a successful plan: "You kid didn't pick up my "two-sleeved dancing spirit snake" but wanted to deal with me first, but it was against the law." So of course, this agreed third sword naturally has to add some interest. After all, I'm a fair spirit!

After speaking, the "Qingfeng" sword pointed towards the sky, and a sword array centered on Chang Xi was launched, and countless blue floating sword qi slowly gathered upwards in the extremely high air, condensing into a giant sword that shone with a blue color. The tip of the sword was pointing downward, and a fierce and abnormal sword qi poured out from the giant sword, and the skin of the thorn was faintly painful.

The playful smile on the face of "Qingfeng" was suppressed, and he said solemnly: "This style is the secret swordsmanship that your senior brother Qingfeng taught himself after advancing to the Jindan Realm, called the Heavenly Thorn. It's a pity that his qualifications are mediocre, he has more than enough heart and less strength, and he has only learned the surface. Speaking of which, Qingfeng gave this trick a somewhat secondary name, and I don't miss it very much. ”

"Qingfeng" said unhurriedly, but the technique in his hand was as dizzying as a flying butterfly, and it was nothing more than dual-purpose.

"What's the name?"

Feeling that the blue giant sword that was completely condensed by pure spiritual power locked on him, Chang Xi just looked up with Yuehong and did not move.

"Town Eight Peaks. ”

As the solemn voice of "Qingfeng" sounded, the blue giant sword in the sky suddenly descended with countless fierce sword qi, and the blue jade ground that Chang Xi had sucked into the soles of his feet also returned to normal in an instant. But what puzzled Ge Ling was that Chang Xi actually stood there without any movement, just muttering to himself.

"Zhen Bafeng? I didn't expect that Qingfeng Sect, who usually seems to be light and breezy, also has such a dream in his heart? I am dignified, how can I be willing to be left behind? I like this name!"

Chang Xi's eyes flashed, his mouth burst out, and a terrifying wave rose in the sea of blood, and bursts of huge force surged to the limbs and hundreds of remains. The spiritual power in the dantian cyclone was squeezed away, and the moon rainbow sword shone with a dazzling blue light.

In the blue light that could not be seen directly, "Qingfeng" only faintly saw that there seemed to be an extra thing in Chang Xi's hand that could not be seen really. Then, in his shocked gaze, that arrogant figure actually rose to the sky and went straight to the blue giant sword!

Is this kid crazy?!