With Xu Feng's "rain and affection", he came out, not far away, the white-robed young swordsmen were suddenly shocked, the sword artistic conception revealed by this sword, and the edge that pierced everything, even if they were separated by dozens of hundreds of zhang, they also felt a slight stinging pain in their skin.

This is a martial artist who has just entered the "Void Realm", even if it is to reach the peak of the "Void Realm", or a higher level of consummation, it is not so easy to do, strictly speaking, I am afraid that only by reaching the pinnacle of the "Half-step Returning to the Yuan Realm" can he show such terrifying combat power!

"Not bad!"

The phantom of the sword god blowing snow in Ximen said lightly, his eyes suddenly lit up, and became extremely bright, like thousands of sword lights bursting, his sword fingers instantly cut through the void, shuttling through the void barrier, revealing an indestructible, indestructible artistic conception.

There was only the perfect cultivation of "stepping on the virtual realm", and at this time, with the sword finger of the sword god phantom slashing, the aura of combat power that burst out was not under Xu Feng at all, and even seemed to be stronger.

"Ding, Ding, Ding......"

There was a soft sound, like countless jade beads falling into the jade plate.

Bit by bit of extremely affectionate sword light, with the crisp sound of ding, disappeared, the sword god phantom and Xu Feng's figure appeared at the same time, and the two stood nearly thirty zhang apart.

The phantom of the sword god stood with a long body, and it still looked light, but the originally solid phantom had a trace of vanity.

Xu Feng's gaze was extremely solemn, nearly a hundred zhang away, Ah Jiu Girl's gaze was slightly cold, the monk Jueyuan of Jiaye Temple whispered a Buddha horn, and a trace of essence flashed in the eyes of Zong Zeshan of the Refining Instrument Sect, and he vaguely saw something, as if he had an understanding.

"Poof!"

After three breaths, a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of Xu Feng's mouth, and his face turned slightly pale.

In addition to being dispersed by the indestructible sharp sword light, he didn't expect that there was a trace of "coiling snake spear" hidden in his body, and in such an all-out duel, he suddenly rioted and took the opportunity to attack.

In the eyes of the phantom of the sword god, a sword flashed, as if he saw something, he raised the sword finger of his right hand and said lightly:

"A sword!"

"Buzz!"

A sword roar suddenly sounded, and as the sword god phantom raised his hand, the grass and dead branches in a radius of dozens of zhang around him were instantly shattered, and even that piece of land, in this instant, seemed to have dropped by as much as three inches.

This is an amazing scene, I saw that with the sword god phantom as the center, within a radius of dozens of zhang, everything was shattering, and even the aura between heaven and earth had disappeared.

There are no sword moves, no artistic conception, no attributes, only endless edge, pure edge.

Countless swordsmen, pursuing swordsmanship, pursuing all kinds of kendo masters, hoping to enter the way of the sword, and from this scene in front of them, in the sword path of the phantom of the sword god, none of this exists, only the simplest edge, the most extreme edge of the sword.

At the time when the edge of this most fundamental sword path overflowed, Xu Feng only had one feeling, only feeling that his whole body was in pain like thousands of needles.

The overflowing edge seemed to form ripples, and the ripples contained a trace of the ultimate edge of sword intent, locking him alive, within a radius of nearly 100 zhang, making Xu Feng unavoidable.

As soon as his mind moved, Xu Feng took a deep breath, the hole in the center of his eyebrows opened, and the three-inch will spirit body walked out of the "Demon Seed Returning to the Yuan Realm".

"Will Spirits?"

Several white-robed young swordsmen who were a hundred feet away exclaimed in unison, obviously taken aback, could it be that this young man had already achieved the power of "Returning to the Yuan Realm".

The gaze of the Sword God Phantom fluctuated for the first time, and he took a deep look at Xu Feng, his gaze fell on the three-inch will spirit body, revealing a thoughtful look.

At this moment, the three-inch will spirit body stretched out, the three spirits and spirits converged, and a streamering "Ruoshui Sword" emerged.

Xu Feng's mouth came out with a low moan:

"Wedding dress, Jiuyang, Jiuyin, Yijin, Mingyu, Sanfen, Dragon Elephant, North Hell, Shenzhao!"

Every time a low groan came out, the "Ruoshui Sword" in the hand of the will spirit body, a demon seed mark appeared around its sword body, and as the chant ended, the "Ruoshui Sword" was surrounded by nine demon seed marks.

Each demon seed mark exudes its own unique aura, or to the yang, or to the yin, or to the thunder and fire, or the bright moon, etc., illusory and real appear looming.

"Condensation!"

With Xu Feng's loud shout, the nine demon seed marks were imprinted on the sword body of the "Ruoshui Sword" one by one.

"Buzz!"

I saw that the "Ruoshui Sword" trembled, as if a touch of spirituality had been born, and the nine breaths merged into one, exuding a mixed aura like one, as if it existed when the world was opened.

The "Ruoshui Sword", which was originally overflowing with streamers, also turned from crystal clear semi-white to a gray-white color, which seemed to be a chaotic color.

"Good sword!"

Even the previous move of the sword mastery in peak state "Covering the rain and having affection" did not make this "Sword God Phantom" open his mouth to praise.

I saw that at this time, the sword finger of the sword god phantom fell with a wave, and the endless extreme edge suddenly turned into a divine sword.

It seemed that between heaven and earth, a smile appeared, and the edge turned into a sword, and the ultimate sword path was sharp, and it pierced towards Xu Fengdong.

"Whew!"

At the same time, Xu Feng also made a move, and the "Ruoshui Sword" branded with the marks of the nine demon seeds moved slightly, instantly penetrating the barrier of the combat power of the "Returning to the Yuan Realm", and possessing the "Returning Yuan Realm" level, the real power.

Where the tip of the sword of the "Ruoshui Sword" passed, the aura of mixed elements distorted the circle of sharp ripples that locked him, and then the ripples shattered.

"Bell! bell!"

The sound of gold and iron resonating, the circle of sharp ripples, when it was broken, fell on the sword body of the "Ruoshui Sword", like a sharp sword assassination, the tip of the sword trembled, frequently pointed out, thousands of sharp qi, all shattered.

This is the demon seed mark on the sword body of the "Ruoshui Sword", and three of the marks have already dissipated, and the color of the mixed element has also dimmed.

All of this was in an instant, and after the "Ruoshui Sword" broke through the edge, it had already come to the front of the sword god phantom, and the sword finger of the sword god phantom, I don't know when, was also on the tip of the sword of the "Ruoshui Sword".

"Boom!"

The endless sword path blades scattered, and the mixed yuan aura bloomed, only to see the tip of the "Ruoshui Sword" and the sword finger of the phantom of the sword god, like two huge sword mountains, colliding fiercely together.

Xu Feng's three-inch will spirit body, his eyes are like fire, like a torch, staring at the "Ruoshui Sword", the will of the sword, the spiritual will, the artistic conception of martial arts, and the artistic conception of various divine skills, unreservedly pouring into the "Ruoshui Sword".