Chapter Ninety-Four: The Sword Technique Falling from the Sky

Karl was bathed in the brilliant and colorful sunset, a faint smile on his face, and his eyes were staring directly at the scenery below him.

Being in this kind of place, he had a strange feeling in his heart, and when he was condescending, he suddenly felt that everyone on the ground was ants.

It seems that all beings in the world are small snakes and insects, not worth mentioning or worthy.

Even if it is the world-famous Immortal Sword, he is a little disdainful at the moment.

"Silver Village...... Baiyin Village ......"

Karl's face was melancholy, and he sighed in a low voice: "The strongest swordsmanship in Silver Village needs to accumulate a general trend, and the general trend I occupy today has not appeared in Silver Village for hundreds of years......"

That is to say...... The sword that is about to be unsheathed......"

"It will be the most brilliant and brilliant sword move in Baiyin Village in the past few hundred years......"

Karl reached out and pulled out a long sword from the guqin behind him, the long sword was very thin, the blade was so thin that it was almost transparent.

The long sword shone brightly in the sunset, and the entire sword body flowed with a cold cold light.

If you don't look closely, others will even think that what he is holding in his hand is not a long sword, but a ray of sunset glow.

Carl swooped down, like a meteor falling from the distant sky.

The entire sky was filled with the earth-shattering sound of swords, and the roaring sword roar was louder than the thunder above the nine heavens, as if it was filled with the power to destroy the heavens and the earth.

"What?"

"What kind of sword move is this?"

The others looked at Karl who flew from the impact of the sky, and everyone was shocked.

A middle-aged man's pupils suddenly shrank, and he stared at Carl, suddenly feeling that the person in his eyes was irresistible.

It seemed that everything in the world would be reduced to ashes under the man's sword.

The other young man took a deep breath, and he looked at the sword in Carl's hand from afar, and felt an unprecedented pressure.

The person targeted by that sword was obviously the Immortal Sword, but just by the trace of afterglow revealed on the sword, it made him feel deadly danger.

The furious and terrifying sword qi was wanton in the air, and everyone stared at Carl flying down with shocked faces, their faces terrified.

A red-armored general's hair was flying and his iron armor was shaking, his face was so pale that even his exposed skin kept shaking.

He was terrified to the extreme, and his eyes were bloodshot.

In the roaring sword qi above, his body was like a lonely boat in the angry sea, shaking involuntarily.

"No!!"

"How is that possible!!"

An old man looked at the dazzling sword light in the sky from afar, and only felt a chill in his heart.

His whole body trembled, and his whole body was shocked indescribably, as if the world was full of dazzling light at this moment.

"It's a sword light......"

"Why are my eyes full of sword light!!"

"Could it be that the head of Baiyin Village also wants to kill us!!"

The old man let out a terrible roar, he never dreamed that he would be able to see such a terrifying and extreme swordsmanship.

"What do you want to do!!"

"Could it be that the person you want to kill is not just the Immortal Sword!!"

Countless people looked at Carl who was speeding towards the ground in shock, they never dreamed that the so-called head of Baiyin Village would be such a ......

Such a ......

A person who is difficult to describe in words!!

This kind of momentum, this kind of invincible might, they have never seen it in their lives!!

Even if it's high in the sky, the thunder that roars and splits is not good!!

"Don't kill me, I'm ......"

Some people's hearts are about to break, they are crying and begging for mercy, they don't want to die.

on the city walls.

A middle-aged man's brows were tightly locked, and his eyes were vaguely distracted.

"Do you remember that there was a kind of swordsmanship that fell from the sky?"

"Could it be...... That long-lost sword technique?"

"I didn't expect it to be more than 50 years later...... It's going to be born again......"

The guards beside him took over the conversation, and their faces looked extremely complicated: "From such a distance, I can feel the pressure brought by that move, I really don't know how to take this sword from the Immortal Sword!"

The other side.

Lin Xuan looked at Carl, who was getting closer and closer, and he saw the sword light, a sword light that was as cold as water. And Carl is gone, he is clearly in front of him, but he can't see it.

The other party and the sword have become one, and the sword light is like a roaring waterfall on a high mountain.

From top to bottom, the sword light is brilliant and fast.

Carl dissolved all the true qi of his body into this sword, which meant that this sword would be the last sword he swung.

This is his last resort, in fact, sometimes, when a person no longer has any more tricks, it is the strongest moment for that person.

"The sword of man is one...... A first glimpse of the method ...... the level of the door"

"It's unexpectedly possible for a mere mortal to cultivate the Fa to such an extent...... You're really extraordinary......"

Lin Xuan's eyes showed a little appreciation, and he clenched the Broken Sorrow Sword in his hand, no longer underestimating Carl.

The other party's swordsmanship is enough to kill himself......

"It's been a long time since I've smelled death......

Carl's body is ethereal, fluttering like a red cloud, and Miao Yi is like a fairy outside the sky.

The killing intent in his eyes flashed, and his pupils reflected the edge of a long sword, and the sword was filled with the sunset.

Bang!

The clouds broke open, and a figure flew out of the wind, and he was wrapped in the fierce energy of the Dao, like an unstoppable avalanche, rushing to kill.

The sword light diverged, and the dazzling sword light instantly suppressed the sunset, covering the afterglow of the sun.

The piercing murderous aura suddenly dispersed!!

Whew!

Karl stabbed with his sword, and in an instant, it descended like a cloud from the sky.

This sword is an extraordinary move!!

When Carl's sword was about to stab his throat, Lin Xuan remained motionless.

His whole body was shrouded in Sen Han's sword aura, the terrifying sword aura that seemed to be able to freeze the breeze.

The edge of this sword was the most terrifying sword among all the tricks Lin Xuan had seen in the mortal world.

In his eyes, there was almost no mortal in the world who could resist this style of swordsmanship.

Even the deceased Divine Sword Boy Dong Wei can't resist it, compared to this sword, the so-called Divine Sword Son Dong Wei is much worse.

Lin Xuan just looked at it coldly with a pair of cold star-like eyes.

He looked at the sword calmly, and his face did not change in the slightest.

The blade of the sword, which represented death, stabbed at Lin Xuan's throat like a rainbow of lightning.

And he didn't make any moves, and he didn't even mean to defend.

At this moment, in the opinion of others, Lin Xuan could only draw his sword and defend himself.

But he must not retreat, because even if he retreats quickly, it will never be as fast as Karl's sword attack.

And now he has no way to retreat, not to mention that once he chooses to retreat, the sword momentum that has been accumulated for a long time will inevitably decline.

If so...... He will die!!

Lin Xuan's throat was almost pressed against Carl's fierce sword qi.

Seeing that he was about to die under that cold sword, Lin Xuan suddenly had a change, and this change in him was unimaginable.

Sonorous!

At this moment, Lin Xuan waved his sword and danced.

The white-skinned sword fingers swiped slightly, and the blood-stained ancient long sword shot out like a swimming dragon, and the cold-blooded sword body fell in front of the dazzling sword qi, blocking his throat.

No one could describe the ingenuity and speed of his sword, and if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one would have believed that Lin Xuan would be able to make a move in this fleeting moment.

One person, one sword, one bloody clothes, Lin Xuan waved the Broken Sorrow Sword in his hand lightly with such a simple outfit.

He held the iron sword in his hand, standing straight in front of him.

When he sensed that the incomparable Sen Ran sword qi was surging over, Lin Xuan changed his moves in an instant.

The left and right palms are like holding round balls, and his sword moves have not yet been made, and he is already gaining momentum.

The cold light shone on the bloody clothes, his eyes were cold, and one after another sword arcs instantly formed under his sword.

In the eyes of others, Lin Xuan was young, his person was in the prime of life, and his sword was at its sharpest.

The sword is quaint and kills countless people.

When it comes to the immortal sword in the rivers and lakes, from the palace to the court, down to the common people, it can be said that everyone knows and knows it.

When talking about him, others always have seven points of admiration, because his person is invincible in the world, and his sword is unparalleled in the world.

Speaking of him, others are still mixed with nine points of fear, because he is the most ruthless.

When he first entered the rivers and lakes, he was white-clothed and snowy, floating around like the white clouds and light smoke.

A sword swings out, taking people's lives, such as picking flowers with your hands.

He's cold, he's heartless, he's crazy.

In just a few months, he was no longer as white as snow, and his sword was no longer spotless.

The current Immortal Sword is dressed in bloody clothes and holds a bloody sword, killing people like hemp and mercilessly.

Losing is losing, losing is also death, for a person in the rivers and lakes, this is the case.

This day, this battle, of course, is destined to move the world and go down in history.

On one side is the head of Baiyin Village, who is famous among the princes, and on the other side is the immortal sword that is invincible in the world.

Now they have met, and one is destined to fall between them.

Maybe the fallen man will die, maybe he won't, no one knows what the outcome will be today.

The cold wind was blowing slightly, the bloody clothes were fluttering lightly, and the white clouds were also flowing slowly.

The sky was high and the clouds were light, the wind was blowing and the trees were shaking, and a blood-clothed man kept dancing the bloody sword in his hand.

Although there is no moon in the sky, there is a colorful sky full of clouds.

Beneath the glorious sunset was a brilliant sword, which was more dazzling than anything else in the world.

There was a strange magic on the thin blade of the sword, and anyone who saw it could never look away.

Of course, this is Carl's sword!!

He was condescending, holding a steady iron sword, and stabbed at Lin Xuan without hesitation.

Carl considered himself indestructible with his sword, but lost faith when faced with the Immortal Sword.

A series of strange arcs blocked in front of his sword, blocking the surging incomparable sword qi.

He couldn't figure out how to figure it out, it was just some mediocre sword arcs, what exactly stopped his sword moves.

Karl looked ahead lightly, his face was pale, his eyes were blank, and his lonely eyes were full of gloom.

His sword will be exhausted...... But he no longer has the power to use his sword......

"Alas!"

A sigh gradually fell silent, turning into a winter wind and quietly drifting into the distance.

The sword qi on Karl's sword blade continued to fly like a gargle of falling flowers.

From beginning to end, Lin Xuan, who was in a fierce sword aura, had always been light and light.

Even in the face of an existence as strong as Carl, the head of Silver Village, he still did not change his sword moves.

The fate of those who opposed Lin Xuan seemed to be the same.

He is like a god in a sword, an emperor in a sword, a powerful man who teaches people to despair.

The wind was blowing.

There were clouds in the sky, and the glow shone for 30,000 miles.

There was a sword on the ground, and there was a man on the sword.

After a sword, there will be blood here.

There is life and there is death. There is sadness, and there is sorrow.

Today, a myth is destined to end here.

For people in the city, this is undoubtedly a mystery. None of them knew the end result unless they saw it with their own eyes.

But for Lin Xuan and Carl......

The outcome of this battle......

Perhaps it represents life and the glory of a lifetime......