The peculiar terrain of the Concave Sword Valley has always been praised by the people around Kyoto, and it is considered to be a natural beauty, and after Cao Xiyun came out of the sword today, everyone suspected that this was not nature's magic work at all, but tens of millions of years ago, a sword immortal in another world had already been swords!

In the face of the three masters of the Zhiwei realm of the Supervision Department and dozens of monks of the conspiracy period, Cao Xiyun's long sword was unsheathed, and the original tattered sword body was as bright as a patch, and the gray stains, rust stains, and oil stains were swept away, bursting out with a brilliance as strong as the winter sun!

Gonggong Chen retreated into the crowd, casually pulled a black-clothed and purple-belted supervision officer, and shouted at him: "Formation!"

In fact, there was no need for him to give orders, the moment Cao Xiyun's fingers touched the hilt of the sword, dozens of people began to move their feet rapidly, each in its place.

Just when everyone was about to start the formation, the burly man on the top of the mountain suddenly burst out: "Don't form a town! This son is the best at formation! Everyone will draw a sword together!"

Just as everyone in the Supervision Department hesitated slightly, the scorching sun at the end of the canyon turned into a bolt of lightning, illuminating every dark corner of the valley, and those monks who were hiding in the valley and waiting for an opportunity immediately became invisible!

On the cliff, the burly man shouted angrily, put his hands behind his waist, and held the famous blade in his hand, but suddenly turned around and found that the thin old man beside him had no intention of resisting at all, so he turned around and ran away as soon as possible!

The man knew how many moments of life and death the thin old man had, and what kind of judgment he had for danger, so he immediately gave up the idea of facing it head-on, and the Yuan Ling Passport was running at full strength and flew backwards!

Cao Xiyun's sword has not yet arrived, and the three Zhiwei masters have lost any determination to resist, what a mighty and domineering sword this is!

Among the people in the Supervision Division, the most important three major combat forces chose to treat the dozens of conscientious monks in the field as outcasts at the same time, it can be said that this victory has been decided, but the outcasts cannot give up on themselves, otherwise it will be a dead end, so the thirty-two consensual monks inside and outside the valley at the same time in the direction of the lightning rush, issued the strongest move in their lives, the momentum is so fierce that for a time it is not comparable to any cultivator in the Zhiwei Realm, enough to make Dong Erfat, Sun Wenzhen and others change color.

However, in front of Cao Xiyun's sword, this level of resistance was obviously useless, Qingfeng was useless, steel swords were useless, hidden weapons were useless, and Yuan Ling was useless...... All blades, touched by lightning, were cut in two!

As if in an instant, and as if thousands of years later, the brilliance of lightning slowly disappeared, Cao Xiyun returned the sword into the sheath, turned around and smiled at the people of the Panlong Academy, behind him, there were shattered weapons and thirty-two unscathed but shattered officials of the Supervision Division.

"Do you understand?" Cao Xiyun walked to Zhao Xifeng's depth, bowed slightly, and asked at eye level, and as he spoke, he gently tapped his right index finger between Zhao Xifeng's eyes.

The moment Cao Xiyun drew his sword, Zhao Xifeng's eyes were no longer chaotic, and later, the sword was like the sun, the sword was like lightning, and the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter, like two divine weapons buried in the soil, little by little being pulled out and wiped clean, revealing the original grandeur.

With Cao Xiyun pointing a finger, the divine light in Zhao Xifeng's eyes was even comparable to the stars! He stretched out his hand to summon him, and the dragon tooth bi who was originally in the carriage immediately flew over, obediently letting him hold it in the palm of his hand.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Xifeng's eyes closed, he retreated half a step, his shoulders leaned down slightly, and as soon as the wind around him stopped, the sword that had been brewing for five days was about to come out!

Dong Erpang and the others were full of excitement, unlike others, when Cao Xiyun helped everyone to cultivate, everyone was practicing diligently, and only Zhao Xifeng had to rely on enlightenment to be safe, so no one knew how far it had reached at this moment.

And according to the goal set by Cao Xiyun, this sword with the most divine will at the beginning must have the ability to kill the past self in one fell swoop, and everyone present knows that if you can face your own sword yesterday, your strength will not just be doubled!

However, just when the sword move was about to be released, Cao Xiyun pressed Zhao Xifeng's wrist and blocked the latter's attack with an overwhelming Yuan Spirit advantage.

Zhao Xifeng, who was still in a state of concentration and was not fully awake, was obviously unwilling, and he was still exerting himself, trembling violently, but the realm gap was too big, and it was in vain for him to struggle.

"Brother Dongfeng, hold back for a while," Cao Xiyun looked at Zhao Xifeng's eyes and said jokingly, "The sword intent is enough, but the killing intent is still insufficient, so the overall lack of fire is still lacking, keep this sword first, and reward it to the person you want to kill later." ”

Zhao Xifeng opened his mouth in a daze, and said intermittently: "I have... Three swords, you... Let me first... Out with a sword. ”

Everyone was stunned, killing the past exercises, one sword is still rare, Zhao Xifeng actually realized three swords in a row in these five days? What kind of talent is this?

Cao Xiyun's expression was still calm, but he also began to scold his mother in his heart, and secretly said, Lao Tzu said casually at the beginning, originally I just wanted to lead you to swordsmanship, who would have thought that you really did it, and added new materials yourself? Now the little doll, there is Zhong Li in the front, Gu Qingyuan and Dong Erfat in the back, and now there is a more perverted Zhao Xifeng, is it possible that the cultivators of this generation are all freaks? At this rate, it won't be long before the back waves in the cultivation world will shoot all the front waves to death on the beach!

Cao Xiyun didn't show these messy thoughts, but made a joke to Zhao Xifeng that no one understood: "It's better to bear with it first, how can a man have to make it out as soon as he feels it?"

After a while, the divine light in Zhao Xifeng's eyes gradually restrained, and gradually regained his clarity, and then looked around, the memories of the past few days of divine concentration came to his heart one by one, so he stood solemnly, holding the dragon tooth bi in his right hand, and solemnly bent down to Cao Xiyun, and bowed to the disciple.

Cao Xiyun avoided it with a smile, and said to Zhao Xifeng: "Brother Dongfeng, don't take advantage of it, if Zhou Zhe is seriously my nephew, you will call me a brother and brother if you bow to me." ”

"Come on, you," Zhao Xifeng got up and glanced at Cao Xiyun, and said angrily, "Learn the sword and learn the sword, our brothers are still brothers, just thank you just now." ”

Cao Xiyun laughed, and said in a loud voice: "It should be like this." ”

"Old Cao, do you know my master?" Thinking of Cao Xiyun's words just now, Zhao Xifeng frowned and asked, "Who are you?"

Cao Xiyun shrugged, hung the long sword back on his waist, and slowly walked towards the valley of the concave sword, and said: "A robe of green fur covers the traces of wine, half a life upside down to sip the residual temperature, the wine is cold and the spring song is misty, it is a person who has the intention to plant flowers." ”

The poetry is not finished, but the man has long since disappeared.