No wonder he dared to humiliate me and the Axe King, this son is really not simple.

After testing the sword body with his fingers, Ren Yao's sword suddenly burst into bursts of blue light.

Maintaining his posture, Ren Xiaoyao has already begun to silently accumulate strength.

He looked at Meng Xiang, and a trace of cold sweat couldn't help but drip from his forehead.

If the strength of an ordinary Ning Dan second-order cultivator is five to six, I will be reduced to this level, and my strength will be at least ten to eleven, but this Meng Xiang, his battle intent is indeed the second order of Ning Dan, but he has more than fifteen combat power.

This son's talent is extraordinary, and if it takes time, it will become a great weapon.

Although Ren Xiaoyao thought so, he didn't mean to keep his hand at all.

Meng Xiang is humiliating in the end, this duel is a test for him, if he survives, he is qualified to talk about the future, so I can't keep my hand, if he can't take this trick, it can only mean that he is arrogant.

Ren Xiaoyao is a sword god, the sword god is not a heavy artillery, a small minion like Dian Canglong, but a god of swords among the human races in the Nine Continents, and he will never make a reckless move.

After experiencing the experience of being blocked by a million slaughters, he had already adjusted his tactics to condense the True Yuan to the maximum extent allowed by the second order of Ning Dan.

What did he want to do? Of course, Meng Xiang knew it clearly.

The sword is respected for its speed, and its strength is not as strong as the knife, but it does not mean that it is powerless, on the contrary, the biggest killing means of the sword is to pick and stab.

Pick the speed, the million slaughter was blocked by me just now, presumably he doesn't want to use speed to kill me again, so...

He wanted to stab me with the greatest force, with unavoidable power, to penetrate my defenses and take my life.

Although this move is ruthless, but presumably Ren Xiaoyao has no next move, Qian Donkey's skills are poor, if this trick can't kill me, if he doesn't lift the suppression, he won't have a third move.

In other words, if you want to save face for the sword god, you can't give him a chance to make a third move.

"How likely do you think he can block this move?" The Great Elder helped the Third Elder, and at this moment, there was only amazement left in Meng Xiang's eyes.

"I don't know. The third elder was also at a loss, clutching his chest that was about to stop: "With this move, the sect master has condensed the true essence to the maximum, and while retaining the speed, the power has been maximized, and it is necessary to block it... Difficult!"

"Then I hope that this new disciple you have accepted is really capable. "The Great Elder was also interested in Meng Xiang at this moment.

At this moment, Ren Xiaoyao's sword blue light rose sharply, and the air swirled in a distorted way, circling the sword body with a cyclone visible to the naked eye.

The sword has not been released, but the power has appeared.

Meng Xiang, who also suppressed his power at the second order of Ning Dan, couldn't help but marvel at this scene.

This blow is not simple, and it seems that it needs to be taken a little more seriously.

"Brother Meng, be careful!" Seeing this, the ugly in the audience didn't care so much, and shouted to cheer for Meng Xiang.

However, this cheer attracted ridicule from the disciples next to him.

"Hey, what's the use of being careful, do you see how much power is condensed in the sect master's sword?"

"That's it, this move can't be dodged, and it can't be blocked, your big brother Meng is dead. ”

"Don't think that if you block the first move, there is really hope, the sect master's first move is to release the water. ”

"That is, as long as you are not blind and stupid, you can see that the surname Meng is dead!"

In the face of the cynicism of the disciple next to him, Ah Chou's heart hung in his throat?

"Boy, hold on. The three elders were so nervous that they even forgot to wipe the sweat dripping into their eyes, and looked at Meng Xiang deadly.

And Meng Xiang, who decided to be a little more serious, was putting on the same posture as Ren Xiaoyao at this moment.

"Not true. ”

Hu Tuoba's eyes narrowed slightly, and he muttered in a voice that only he could hear: "It's hard to say whether you will win or lose." ”

"Boy, get ready, I'm going to go. "Qingguang has risen to the limit, with the power of Ren Yao, in the case of suppressing to the second order of Ning Dan, this sword has been injected with the ultimate true yuan, and the time to attack has come.

"Please. Meng Xiang's brows furrowed slightly, as he was ready.

The corners of his mouth hooked slightly, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, Ren Xiaoyao was about to go.

Open your eyes and step forward.

Kicking the ground, the tiles burst open like a goddess scattering flowers, and Ren Yao's figure turned into a streamer in an instant.

Speed and power are good.

Seeing that the distance between them was quickly erased, Meng Xiang's hand holding the sword exerted force.

"Let's see if you can take my trick?!"

Ren Xiaoyao burst into a shout, and went to Meng Xiang's body: "Qinglian Dragon Yin Sword!"

The sword stabbed out, and the high concentration of true yuan dyed the air the same cyan as it, and the wind revolved around the sword, and that sword, from a distance, looked like a horizontal tornado, piercing Meng Xiang's chest with the momentum of overwhelming mountains and seas!

The air was torn apart, and the senses were confused.

The 30,000 disciples in the Heart Cultivation Dojo looked at this scene and felt that Ren Xiaoyao was not stabbing out of a sword, but the entire arm and sword turned into a huge dragon head.

The wind was pulled, bringing out the roaring sound of the dragon's groan.

This blow, although it was a second-order True Yuan of Ning Dan, it was a trick that even a Jindan Stage cultivator could not stop!

If this sword can't defeat Meng Xiang, then, unless he shamelessly cheats and secretly raises his cultivation by one or two levels, Ren Xiaoyao is really out of luck, although he has countless peerless swordsmanship, there are not many swordsmanship that can be used under the true yuan of the second order of Ning Dan.

Meng Xiang set up his sword and resisted with the blade of his sword!

Boast!

Like the sound of a sonic boom when an airplane breaks through the speed of sound, Ren Yao's sword is pointed directly at the center of Meng Xiang's sword body.

The air at the scene was discharged in an instant!

"Hmm!" the blow was really unexpected.

Meng Xiang couldn't hold back a muffled snort, shoveled the ground with his toes, and drew half an inch later.

Oh, that's a lot of power.

Although Meng Xiang is very strong, in order not to show his stuffing, his strength and Ren Xiaoyao were suppressed at the second order of Ning Dan at the same time, even if he would be a little stronger, but that was limited.

After all, Ren Xiaoyao is the peak of the ninth order of the golden body, and he specializes in swordsmanship, while Meng Xiang prefers to use a knife, and with this full sword, Meng Xiang is still a little difficult to block.

Of course... It's just a bit of a struggle.

Ren Xiaoyao's sword stabbed out, and only then did he realize that something was wrong.

This Qinglian Dragon Yin Sword has nine stage strength, one is stronger than the other, but now it has reached the eighth stage force, and it still hasn't been able to break through Meng Xiang's defense.

This kid... Is it really the second order of Ning Dan?

If it weren't for the fact that he could feel the fighting intent on Meng Xiang's body, Ren Xiaoyao would even wonder if Meng Xiang was the same as himself, a master who suppressed his cultivation.

Great, keep it up like that, just a few more seconds!

In Meng Xiang's heart, he has already begun to count down.

But at this time...

Click!

The sword, which was already in tatters, suddenly made a not very friendly sound.

Meng Xiang looked down and found that his sword was too strong, and it actually took the tip of Ren Xiaoyao's sword as a point, slowly expanding the crack.

It's over, this sword is just a primary spirit sword, and if it is counted, it can't even be counted as a yellow-level magic weapon.

At this moment, because he couldn't bear Ren Yao's true yuan, it began to crumble.

Although Ren Xiaoyao did not use the performance advantage of his sword to suppress the performance of the spirit weapon to the same as that of the primary spirit sword, there is one thing that cannot be suppressed after all.

That's durability.

No matter how you suppress the performance of your spiritual weapon, the durability of the spiritual weapon itself cannot be the same as that of a magic weapon, not to mention that the sword used by Meng Xiang is so garbage that it is not even qualified to be called a magic weapon, it is just a garbage flying sword used for transportation.

Meng Xiang was also bitter, his borrowed garbage sword couldn't hold it unconsciously.

Bang dang!

Sure enough, Ren Xiaoyao, who seized the opportunity, burst out and sent out the ninth stage force, and the garbage sword in Meng Xiang's hand suddenly shattered into a pile of useless debris.

This sword was so fast that Meng Xiang didn't have time to unlock his seal and liberate his power to save himself!

Oops, miscalculation!

Seeing the sword getting closer and closer to his chest, Meng Xiang's eyes contracted.

"It's a pity. Hu Tuoba said, and his face also showed a trace of regret: "It's a pity... It's a pity, I kind of like this kid. ”

With that, he didn't want to continue watching, and turned around to leave.

However...

How can I [beep] be killed by a rookie?!

Syllable!

At the moment when Hu Tuoba turned around, there was a clear applause on the roof behind him.

Hu Tuoba was stunned for a moment, and quickly looked back, and then exclaimed at the same time as the nearby disciples.

Seeing that because he didn't pay attention to the durability of the sword, Meng Xiang, who was about to be killed, stepped up with his bare hands at this moment.

With his palms together, he grabbed the deadly sword.

Grab the white blade empty-handed!

Even Ren Xiaoyao was stunned.

The empty-handed snatching of the white blade between cultivators and the empty-handed snatching of the white blade in a mortal fight are two different concepts.

Mortals use strength, but cultivators use true yuan, and the difference in the speed of light is more than a hundred times? Not to mention that the strength and the true element on the sword body will repel the palm, which is what you say will take it?

In short, if the success rate of a mortal snatching a white blade with empty hands is a shot from the free throw line, then a cultivator of the same level is no less difficult than throwing a cherry from the top of the Eiffel Tower and hitting a small teacup on the ground.

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PS: The Four Elephants and Five Elements Bagua Sealing Array is a very high-level thing in the Xianxia Department, but in Meng Xiang's hands, this thing has become the same as a weight-bearing sandbag, basically only a small use, and it is easy to send it instantly, so I don't describe it much.

As for why you should limit your own strength, because there are relatively few mentions mentioned above, in order to prevent anyone from reading books carefully, I repeat.

Meng Xiang is too strong, so strong that he can't be limited, so after slapping the three elders, he was afraid that he would accidentally slap the continent and shatter it, so he deliberately put a seal on himself, and if he wanted to break it, he just had to move a thought.

Also, Meng Xiang has a habit of self-esteem, and sometimes he deliberately scares himself to find some excitement even though he is not in danger.