The sky is like ink, the stars are like water, the Milky Way is like a waterfall, and the moon is like a bow.

Nalan Changxing was dressed in white and was dressed in Shengxue, he was looking at Lin Ziyun, and Lin Ziyun was also looking at him, and the two eyes intersected in the air, like a sword handing over. Under the canopy of ink, Nalan Changxing walked over, he was dressed in a long robe, unstained like an immortal, and his posture was tall like an ancient sword.

Lin Ziyun's brows furrowed slightly, and he quickly covered it up. He sensed that Nalan Changxing was different, if Nalan Changxing gave him the feeling of being a god in the sword before, the whole person exuded an unparalleled arrogance, which made people dare not look directly. Then the current Nalan Changxing is more like a sword that opens the sky, and the momentum on his body is unstoppable, as if he can cut everything. What he gives Lin Ziyun now is that the whole person is an extremely sharp sword.

"Good, we're meeting again. This is your destiny and mine. Now there should be a showdown between you and me, and I won't let you down, and I hope you too. Nalan Changxing spoke, his voice sounded, like a sharp sword falling into the water, there was a loud noise, but there was no sound when he fell into the water.

"Yes, there will always be a war between you and me. Lin Ziyun can't deny the pressure this person brings him.

When he faced the five princes of the Tianjia Sect, he didn't have this feeling when he faced the masters of the foundation building period. His blood rolled like a flame burning in his heart.

Lin Ziyun's gaze fell on the colorful fairy sword behind Nalan Changxing again, and the revenge of the sword should be ended today. can't cross this threshold, Lin Ziyun's Dao heart is not clear, and his heart is not reached.

"Let's do it. Nalan Changxing said slightly, as if he was talking with the wind.

Lin Ziyun realized that he was being underestimated by him, and sneered: "Nalan Changxing, there will only be one result today." And you, if only you were wiser. Put down your sword and go, I can give you a way to live. ”

"I have nine swords, please!" Nalan Changxing said lightly.

The sky is as bright as water, and the night is like a roll of ink paintings. The wind gradually blew Lin Ziyun's robe, and he pinched it with both hands, urging the supernatural powers. The starry sky is like the sea, the stars are like swords, there are three thousand swords flying immortals, and a sword falls, and ten thousand sword qi in the sky is horizontal. This swordsmanship, overcoming thorns and thorns, breaking nothing, killing gods when encountering gods, and killing immortals when encountering immortals. Lin Ziyun pushed the sword with both hands, as if pushing the sea of stars, and countless sword lights spread.

Nalan Changxing's sword eyebrows were starry, and he slowly drew out the colorful fairy sword. He held the divine sword, the fairy light flowed, the clouds were steaming, and the glazed sword qi was flying like a fairy phoenix.

The nine-style supreme swordsmanship handed down from the Sword Valley, Nalan Changxing holds a long sword in his hand, and the sword is like a real dragon Xiaoyue.

This sword is the Ploughing Heaven Sword, which is claimed to be able to cut through the heavens and the earth with a sword, leaving a line of heavenly marks. Nalan Changxing is known as a sword to cut the moon, and it is from this that it is named.

At this moment, the young sword god was like incarnating a long sword. He swept out with a sword, piercing a starlight.

However, Lin Ziyun's Flying Immortal Three Thousand Swords, with his cultivation of the sixth layer of the Qi Refining Period, even if Nalan Changxing was a genius swordsman, a blood flower splashed on his shoulder.

His white clothes were stained with blood, his eyes fell on Lin Ziyun, and he slashed out one sword after another.

The two fought together, and Lin Ziyun picked up a dry firewood. He pinched the magic seal, turned decay into magic, each sword can cut off a big tree, the sword qi is vertical and horizontal, and the tiger roars and the dragon roars. The two exchanged several moves, and the dry wood in Lin Ziyun's hand was crushed into powder by a wisp of sword light turned into powder by the colorful fairy sword. However, Nalan Changxing was also injured by the sword of the Flying Immortal Three Thousand Swords and the Heavenly Galaxy River, the sea of stars in the sky fell upside down, and countless sword qi fell from the nine heavens, and no one could stop it.

"Red Feather Sword!" Nalan Changxing snorted.

The seven-colored fairy sword burned like a seven-colored flame in his hand, and the sword was like the light of the moon, burning the void. The Red Feather Sword, with a single sword, countless sword qi was like flying feathers.

Lin Ziyun was approached by the sword qi in the sky, and although his physical strength was strong, he was also slightly injured. The wisp of sword light landed on a rock and turned directly into ashes.

The two fought until darkness, and when it came to the subtlety of the battle, Nalan Changxing gave Lin Ziyun a feeling of being better than the five princes of Tianjia, and this person was worthy of the contemporary martial arts master.

Compared to Sima Qing'er and the old man of Sword Valley that day, this kind of swordsmanship doesn't know how much he will win. No wonder there are so many martial artists in the world, Nalan Changxing is only in his twenties to beat the younger generation, and his name is directly chasing the first person in the world's martial arts.

The three thousand swords of the flying immortals are based on the aura between heaven and earth as the sea of qi, and the sky full of stars and rivers as the sword. The string moon in the sky was like a big bow, and Lin Ziyun turned into a supreme immortal sword with stars to fight against the colorful immortal sword.

Thunderclaps crackled and firecrackers rang out.

The sword qi is like a rainbow, and the divine sound is like a knife. This is not manpower, it is more like the wrath of the Heavenly Father, this is a peerless killing holy art, Lin Ziyun wants to kill this person completely.

The galaxy hangs down like a nine-day waterfall, and the fairy sword is like the light of extinction. If it weren't for Lin Ziyun's intentional control, he would only focus on Nalan Changxing. The mountains and forests will be destroyed, the boulders will be shattered, and the ancient trees will be burst.

"Taishang Yuan Extreme Sword!"

The sword light was shattered, and Nalan Changxing stood proudly in the world. Though his head was disheveled, he survived the sword.

Lin Ziyun saw this round sword technique again, and he couldn't imagine that it was so powerful. The aura on Nalan Changxing's body should be around the fifth layer of the Qi Refining Period. However, this person's swordsmanship is strong and his means are high, which makes Lin Ziyun feel terrified.

"Yes, although I have countless exercises and secret techniques, after all, I don't learn such people since childhood. Even if he has only been cultivating for a short time, his attack methods are even greater than those of many cultivators. Lin Ziyun secretly said the horror of this person. He wants to take an invincible path, a supreme cultivation method, and he needs to do more.

Nalan Changxing is a whetstone, and Lin Ziyun boldly tried. One after another secret method mastery was performed by him, he was extraordinary, although many Dao Immortal Techniques had not been practiced, but thanks to the accumulation of Lin Ziyun in his previous life and the inheritance of the ancient gods, he was forced, although the pressure of life and death was greater, but some Dao Techniques came easily, and he actually realized an experience that he had never had.

The Lin family of Xiuwu Cliff Sword Mountain is a family of sword practice, Tianxing Sword, Luoxia Swordsmanship, and Hundred Steps Sword...... The Taoist immortal method of Qianxue Mountain, the purgatory of the flood wilderness, and the dust of the sea...... Lin Ziyun tried the tricks one by one, becoming more and more proficient. He became more and more excited, and many immortal methods appeared in his hands one by one.

It is better to read 10,000 books than to travel 10,000 miles. A good memory is better than a bad pen.

That's the reason, Lin Ziyun became more and more brave the more he fought, like a brute dragon. His shots were like lightning, and his moves were fatal, and every blow hurt Nalan Changxing. At the end of the battle, Lin Ziyun faintly gained the upper hand.

"It seems that it is really not easy to kill you?" Nalan Changxing has not panicked until now, and it seems that there are still powerful means to come up with him. The nine swords of Sword Valley were cast by him one by one, and there were still big moves that had not been shown.

"Come!" Lin Ziyun has fought so far, and his blood is surging.

Lin Ziyun broke a branch and held it in his hand. He dropped with a sword, and rose again. The sky is full of sword light like a dragon, and the sword shadow is like a shuttle. He was using the Seven-Yuan Sword Technique, which was Sima Qing'er's mastery, but Lin Ziyun also understood it. He used cultivation to cast, and each sword was like a comet sweeping through the sky, turning into a net of heaven and earth.

"I didn't expect you to learn the swordsmanship of Tianyuan Pavilion, but I have the fairy sword in my hand and the magic in my body. Today, I won't be defeated no matter what, and it's you who died. Nalan Changxing said lightly. The light in his eyes changed, and there was a fire burning in his eyes. He threw away a thousand swords and thousands of swords, and only one sword against the enemy. A drop of golden blood appeared in the center of his eyebrows, like a golden lotus.

"Holy Blood, help me!"

With this sword, Lin Ziyun felt that he couldn't bear it. That drop of golden blood was extremely oppressive to Lin Ziyun for some reason. Even he didn't notice that a blood-colored vertical eye in the center of his eyebrows was faintly about to open. Lin Ziyun only felt that in the face of that drop of golden blood, his head was splitting, and his body felt as if it was about to explode.

It was as if a voice was calling out to him, kill!

Suddenly, a black spear appeared on his brow. Lin Ziyun's vertical eyes gradually disappeared.

Lin Ziyun felt that the discomfort was gone, he bit his finger and sprinkled this drop of blood into the colorful fairy sword with immortal magic.

Lin Ziyun shouted at this moment: "With my order, kill this person." ”

The Colorful Immortal Sword was touched by Lin Ziyun's blood, and it actually came out of Nalan Changxing's hand. An extremely powerful immortal burst out in the air and slashed at Nalan Changxing.

"Why?" said Nalan Changxing.

"As I said, no one can use my sword. Lin Ziyun said lightly.

After this colorful immortal sword was reforged by a wisp of obsession of Lin Ziyun in his previous life, it fused the power of the three strikes of Lin Ziyun's feathering realm. At this moment, he was awakened by Lin Ziyun's blood, and naturally returned to Lin Ziyun's side.

The golden blood bloomed with endless yang energy, like a great sun. The seven sword pills of Tantai Tan Xi are not joking, and the endless fairy light is swirling, as if it is a goddess who has reappeared, killing all enemies.

A sword fell, dust flew up, and dozens of large trees turned into powder. The movement of this sword was too big, and Lin Ziyun had to strike as soon as possible, otherwise someone would find out soon.

"One day, I'll kill you. ”

Nalan Changxing's eyebrows were shining, and there was an immortal light spraying thin, which offset this supreme sword qi.

Lin Ziyun saw this person fleeing, his eyes flashed, and his fingers pinched the colorful fairy sword into the storage bag, and hurriedly chased after it. Chop the grass without removing the roots, and the spring breeze blows and grows. If this person is not removed, Lin Ziyun will be uneasy.