"What do you know?" The Wine Sword Immortal turned sideways, and the whole person looked at Li Changsheng like a sharp sword out of the sheath.

Li Changsheng didn't say anything when he heard this, but slowly raised his hand and made a gesture of please.

The next moment, a cold light bloomed in front of Li Changsheng's eyes, this sword did not have the slightest sign, like a wisp of fresh wind, moving at will, but wherever the sword light went, it was like a bright moon in the sky, the light was infinite, falling in the air, it was difficult to resist, a sword was spiritual, and there was no leakage of mana.

"What a trick Shushan Imperial Sword Technique!" Seeing this, Li Changsheng's eyes lit up, and at the same time, he was a little more vigilant in his heart.

Previously, he had fought with Lin Tiannan, only to feel that Lin Tiannan's swordsmanship was rare in the world, but now as soon as the wine sword fairy made a move, he knew what it meant to be the strongest of the strong, although the strength of the wine sword fairy was inferior to that of the moon worship sect master, and it could even be said that it was far behind, but his one-handed swordsmanship really responded to that sentence, the sword rode the wind, like an antelope hanging its horns, and there was no trace to be found.

Seeing this, Li Changsheng stretched out his hand and patted it, and in the palm of his hand, a colorful light flickered, and he saw a lotus bud growing out of the palm of his hand, and when it landed on the blade of the sword, it bloomed, just holding the long sword in the hand of the wine sword fairy, so that it could not fall.

Then, Li Changsheng put a little bit on the flower holder, and saw that the colorful lotus rotated, and the blue water vapor converged, turning into a cold ice counterattack on the Wine Sword Immortal.

Although the Colorful Xuanshui Lotus is a defensive magic weapon, but when it has been cultivated to the realm of Li Changsheng, not to mention such a heaven and earth spiritual root, a magic weapon, even if it is a piece of broken copper and iron, it can also play a very strong role.

"It's such a clever spell, and the mana of the Taoist is good. Seeing this, the wine sword fairy raised his eyebrows, praised him, brushed and brushed, the green mang in his hand flashed, turned into layers of sword light, and shrouded towards Li Changsheng, the cold mangs of the Dao Dao were like maggots attached to the bones, entangled, "However, you still don't have a sword to deal with me, are you too underestimating me." ”

When the words fell, I saw that the three-foot Qingfeng changed into two, two into four, four into eight, and in an instant, it turned into thousands, like dense rain and silver mangs, ten thousand swords returned to the sect, and slashed towards Li Changsheng.

Ten thousand swords flew together, and the power contained in each sword had reached the Jindan realm, which was only a few points worse than Lin Tiannan's Seven Tricks Sword Qi, but in terms of quantity, it was thousands of times more than his.

"It's not that Poor Dao looks down on Your Excellency, it's just that the power contained in my sword is too strong, I don't have enough strength to control it now, you and I are just fighting, if you take out the sword, one is not good, it will only cause a big disaster, besides, Poor Dao also wants to try it, if you don't have a sword, how far can I fight with you." ”

This is not that Li Changsheng is making excuses, every time he travels through time and space, the Qiankun magic sword will be tempered by the aura in the sea of the void, and it will be changed into a quality, and now, it is no less than the legendary immortal weapon, and the power contained in it is so great that the current Li Changsheng does not have enough control to be able to use it freely.

Once the Qiankun magic sword is sacrificed, if one is not careful, if the strength is out of control, it is small to lose to the wine sword immortal, and he is afraid that the power will explode, and if he is not careful, one of the two will be seriously injured, and at the worst, both of them will die because of it. Therefore, until the moment of life and death, Li Changsheng naturally did not dare to use his sword easily.

Speaking, Li Changsheng grabbed the palm of his hand, and the colorful Xuanshui lotus in his hand rotated faster, only to see the blue light flickering, giving birth to a green light, but it was moist and woody, and the lotus flower in his hand bloomed, Li Changsheng gently blew out a breath, like a night of spring breeze, thousands of lotus flowers bloomed, the lotus fragrance drifted away, countless lotus seeds flew into the sky, sprouted branches, and grew into lotus flowers, in the sky, ten thousand lotus flowers, each lotus flower just met a sword, the flower bud unfolded, and the sword blade was wrapped in it, unable to move.

Subsequently, Li Changsheng just moved the seal to decide, and saw that the lotus sea shook, and ten thousand swords returned to one, and with ten thousand swords returned to one, he turned into that Qingfeng again, and with a flick of his fingers, he saw that the sword fell like thunder, and with a thud, it flew towards the wine sword immortal.

Seeing this, the wine sword fairy turned his feet to avoid this move, and at the same time stretched out his hand and grabbed the hilt of the sword, the tip of the sword shook, and a brilliant cold light pointed at Li Changsheng's chest, the ingenuity of the transformation, the precision of the timing, which was breathtaking.

I saw this cold light, incomparable, the supreme sword light that could almost tear the sky apart, appeared on Li Changsheng's chest in an instant, avoiding the colorful Xuanshui Lotus in Li Changsheng's hand, and attacked the weak point of his spell.

Seeing this, Li Changsheng's eyelids jumped, and a chill rushed to his head along his back, the name of the Wine Sword Immortal Sword Immortal is indeed worthy of its reputation, and if he does not come out of the Qiankun Magic Sword, he is afraid that he is not his opponent, but the more this is the case, Li Changsheng's heart will rise with a stronger fighting spirit, okay, he wants to see what situation the Wine Sword Immortal can force himself into without the Qiankun Magic Sword.

Seeing that the cold light of the sword was about to fall on Li Changsheng's chest, finally, Li Changsheng was vivid, only to see him cross his hands, forming a sharp claw image, like a ghost claw tearing out of the sky in the darkness of hell,-for-tat, and grabbed the sword blade in the hand of the wine sword fairy.

Just when this ghost claw was formed, the pitch black was like a substantial killing intent that instantly rose to the sky, and in the midst of the killing intent, it was like a sea of corpses and blood, and the terrifying aura instantly darkened the heavens and the earth, and even the Shushan Sword Immortal like the Wine Sword Immortal felt a burst of fear emanating from his heart, and even felt a chill on his body.

What is the origin of this person, how can he have such a terrifying killing intent, as if he has killed all the way from the depths of hell to the world.

Zizizi, finally, a Sen Ran ghost claw and the sword blade of the wine sword fairy collided together, making a corrosive sound, only to see the sharp sword qi on the sword blade and the ghost claw collide together, a dense sound like rain, and the green and black mist are entangled with each other, like a dragon python.

Every time the green light flashes, it can tear the black fog apart, and at the same time, every time the black fog whistles, it can also make the green light dim a little, just like that, one is good and one evil, the two rays of light don't know how many times they collided, with a loud bang, the two figures each took a few steps back, bang bang, and every step fell to the ground, making a violent blasting sound.

Tick, tick.

Above the blade of the Wine Sword Immortal, a few drops of bright red blood fell down the blade, dyeing the ground under his feet a dark red.

When he raised his eyes, he saw Li Changsheng standing opposite, with wide robes and big sleeves, and his clothes were flying, but a wound was added to an arm like white jade, and the scarlet blood flowed down, which was the blood on the blade of the Wine Sword Immortal.