Suddenly, a large number of details that he had never seen before appeared, which made Yi Zixuan feel very excited.

He forcibly suppressed his excited thoughts, and the steel sword in his hand rotated against this layer of demonic power, and countless details flowed out like flowing water.

Then, Yi Zixuan showed superb swordsmanship, and the sword light in his hand was like a crystal silk spit out by a spring silkworm, entangled the target in a circle, but it never shattered.

Then, the long sword in his hand was changed to a split, and it slashed down towards a weak point in the demonic qi outside the Iron Scale Beast's body, and with a bang, the Iron Scale Beast's body instantly deviated and fell several feet away.

The huge iron-scaled beast was instantly stunned, and the inertia attached to its rapid rush was broken by Yi Zixuan's sword in his hand.

Whoa!

Dozens of black dots appeared in the night sky, merging with the pitch-black night, and in the blink of an eye, dense black iron arrows like rain slammed into the iron-scaled beast's body.

Jingle Bell!

Countless sparks bloomed, and the black iron arrows that were enough to pierce the bodies of most low-level fierce beasts could now only leave a trace on the body of the iron-scaled beasts, and even the scales could not be broken.

The Ironscale Beast was instantly annoyed, a tyrannical and ferocious light flashed in its eyes, and it spewed out a cloud of fiery demonic energy towards the Wind and Snow Valley.

Airplanes!

The air distorted instantly, and the red demonic qi flew over a distance of thirty zhang before gradually dissipating.

"The clouds are gone!"

Taking advantage of the distraction of the Iron Scale Beast, Yi Zixuan raised the steel sword, swirling with eight sword qi, and stabbed a sword at the neck of the Iron Scale Beast, where there was a black spot, which was where its weakness was.

"Not good!"

The stainless steel sword stabbed five inches into it and was stuck, Yi Zixuan jerked suddenly, his body shook, and he dodged the claw of the iron-scaled beast by a fraction of a millimeter.

No matter what, under this sword, the iron-scaled beast suffered some minor injuries after all, although this injury was not in the way, but how could it not be angry, and opened its mouth to spew out red demonic qi towards Yi Zixuan, a large amount of red demonic qi formed a perfect impatiens in the void, and the attack range was huge.

There is no way to hide, there is no way to avoid it!

Even though the Yuan Force in his body was exhausted, Yi Zixuan, who was in the subtle realm, was very calm and composed, swinging the long sword with all his strength, using his skills to compress the air, and laying layer after layer of sword qi barriers in front of him, each layer was half an inch thick.

Poof!poof!poof!poof!poof!

Yi Zixuan's speed of arranging the sword qi barrier was already very happy, but he still couldn't catch up with the speed at which the red demon qi broke through, and between the lightning and flint, there were only the last three layers of sword qi barrier left.

The red demonic qi continued to break through the defense, and the iron-scaled beast behind it had already pounced, its thick right claw raised high, and the beast's claws were sharp and shiny, and it struck towards Yi Zixuan.

"Gathering Storms!"

Holding the sword in both hands, Yi Zixuan's mind was unprecedentedly concentrated, and the soul of the whole person seemed to be integrated into the sword, and a sword slashed towards the red demonic qi and the iron-scaled beast.

Sonorous!

The moment the sword qi barrier dissipated, the sword light was magnificent, like a silver lightning slash, across the sky, gathering the momentum of wind and clouds, and colliding with the fierce giant claws of the iron-scaled beast.

The sparks splashed everywhere, and Yi Zixuan flew out upside down, opening his mouth and spurting out a mouthful of blood.

Surprisingly, the iron-scaled beast also couldn't stop its shape, and moved back three zhang, you must know that Yi Zixuan no longer has Yuan Force in his body, and the previous attack can make it look great if it can make its body flicker.

This time the sword light, Yi Zixuan just wanted to be able to stop it, but he didn't expect it to be so powerful.

The figure shot back, and some thoughts appeared in Yi Zixuan's mind, it was obvious that his battle technique realm had broken through, his spirit and spirit were more condensed, and the sword light was transformed more powerfully, involving extremely subtle forms.

Originally, Yi Zixuan broke through to the third level of sword rhyme, and his sword skills suddenly rose a step, it was not difficult to deal with high-level fierce beasts, as long as he suppressed them with the third level, he could make it difficult for the iron scale beasts to move an inch.

However, this so-called potential is transformed from the spiritual will, and the strength of the spiritual will is very dependent on the qi and blood of the physical body in the initial stage, and now, Yi Zixuan's yuan power and qi and blood power have been exhausted.

Fortunately, his spiritual willpower has undergone a metamorphosis, even if it is only a trickle, it can still exert great power.

Thinking like this, the sword light in his hand trembled, and it seemed to become more condensed.

At this time, the iron-scaled beast was furious, and there was a hot red demonic qi gathering on its body, and it pounced on Yi Zixuan very quickly, wanting to kill Yi Zixuan with one claw.

Shout!

The huge figure turned into a meteor, and the speed of the iron-scaled beast instantly reached its peak, and the scales on its body glowed red.

"It's good to come!"

Without retreating or evading, Yi Zixuan swung out a sword with all his might.

As this sword swung out, the dazzling silver sword light skyrocketed, and the air was instantly torn apart, and the front became a vacuum world.

Rumble!

Under the light of this sword, the scales on the Iron Scale Beast's chest were torn apart, accompanied by dark red blood splashing and flying, and in the process of flying upside down, the Iron Scale Beast's cold pupils were dazed and puzzled, it didn't understand why Yi Zixuan, who was not an opponent before, became so brave.

Perhaps it will never understand how strong a person's willpower is.

No matter what, the Iron Scale Beast was also a high-level fierce beast, and as soon as its body twisted, it immediately stopped retreating, and the fist-sized scales on its body trembled together, like a piece of sharp blades, and its already huge body became even more fierce and thick.

The iron-scaled beast roared wildly, its neck suddenly became thicker, and it opened its mouth to spew out an extremely condensed red demonic qi towards Yi Zixuan, the demonic qi was like a shuttle like a spear, and the tip was spiraling, bursting out.

Yi Zixuan's body crossed a perfect arc, dodging the demonic qi, and pounced on the Iron Scale Beast from the side, that kind of speed and smoothness far exceeded before, and even the Iron Scale Beast didn't react for a while.

"Flying Cloud Lore!"

The steel sword had a sharp luster, as fast as thunder, and a sword pierced its neck, and Yi Zixuan slashed along the wound of the iron-scaled beast with a sword, deep into its flesh and blood, and cut a three-foot-long crack.

Yang Tian let out a long roar, and the iron-scaled beast struggled, still trying to survive, but the steel sword pierced deep into its body, how easy to shake it off, and the vitality in its body was like physical strength like a broken balloon, quickly leaking.

"Finally dead. ”

"I didn't expect the Feiyun Kill, which fused the three sword moves, to be so powerful and amazingly powerful, that it could actually kill high-level fierce beasts with one sword, it seems that I still underestimated the potential of this move. Yi Zixuan thought so in his heart.

Just a few breaths before killing the Iron Scale Beast, Yi Zixuan suddenly realized that he had unknowingly fused the three types of Flying Cloud Sword Moves, and immediately used the Flying Cloud Killing without thinking.

As a result, he was overjoyed, and the iron-scaled beast's incomparably hard scales were pierced by a sword before it could stop half of its breath.

With a move in his heart, when Yi Zixuan killed the fierce beast again, he set his goal on the fusion sword move, pursuing the ultimate speed and the ultimate sharpness.

Directly from the sword move, the speed of fusion is very slow, so Yi Zixuan found another way, wanting to perform the Feiyun lore at an absolute speed, and then comprehend that bit of extreme tranquility from the extreme speed.

Feiyun Lore Kill is exactly what is needed for this Jijing, and only by comprehending Jijing can you fuse Feiyun Lore faster.

And in fact, the so-called flying clouds are a combination of extreme speed and extreme quietness.

Whew!

Yi Zixuan exerted his body technique to the limit, the sword light flashed, like an antelope hanging horns, like a whimsy, the angle of each sword was never the same, but the common point could be seen from each sword.

One by one, the beasts fell, and the wounds were all fatal.

Before, with the large consumption of Yuan Force, the threat caused by the sparse beasts decreased, and the beating of that silver aura was gradually decreasing. But when Yi Zixuan took the initiative to attack, the silver aura seemed to be threatened and began to beat wildly.

The movements in Yi Zixuan's hands accelerated as the beating of the silver aura accelerated.

Knock knock!

The frequency of the silver aura was rapidly reaching a peak, and the speed of his heart was constantly increasing, beating faster and faster.

Yi Zixuan is like a machine, the sword is getting faster and faster, the sword light is like a line of lightning, intertwined in the air, and the speed at which the sword light disappears can't keep up with the speed of Yi Zixuan's sword, the sword light around Yi Zixuan is getting richer and thicker, and the dazzling sword light converges into a floating light and shadow.

In the blink of an eye, the corpses of the fierce beasts around him were piled up, the middle-level fierce beasts were killed and injured, and the low-level fierce beasts had to flee in a hurry.

At this moment, Yi Zixuan, who was shining with sword light, became the focus of the battlefield, and everyone's eyes were almost focused on him, including the high-level fierce beasts with high intelligence.

There were nine high-level fierce beasts against the beast tide, facing the young man who radiated endless light, slowly surrounding them from all directions.

With their massive bodies, hard scales, heavy steps, sharp fangs, and cold gazes, they seemed to come from hell, carrying death and silence.