Dugu Kang hunted in black, his black hair was flying, his black eyes were dazzling, brilliant like two magic lamps, two rays of light burst out from them, emitting fierceness, piercing the air, intertwining and fusing in the void, forming a heavenly sword, incomparable, striking at the peerless sword.

"Boom!" The two swords collided, above the sky, sparks burst out, roaring continuously, like a divine drum sounding, the wind and clouds rioted, the long clouds shattered, the sword saint held the peerless sword to block, the sword glowed, and the sparks continued to burst out.

In the end, the Sword Master was hit and retreated more than ten meters before he stopped.

"It is worthy of being the first on the free list, the first sword ...... in Kyushu" The air wailed, more than ten meters away, the sword saint who was forced to retreat by Dugu Kang's eyes did not have the slightest frustration, but stood in the air with a peerless sword, staring at Dugu Kang with a pair of black eyes, more and more prosperous, like two holy lamps, the light became more and more dazzling, and the flow was strong.

For a sword saint who does not have much origin of his own life, has cultivated swords all his life, and pursues the supreme sword, what is more satisfying than having a sword battle before he dies?

No!

Chaowen said, you can die at night!

The next moment, the sword saint rushed towards Dugu Kang again, people and swords are combined, popularity is sword energy, he used what he had learned, 100% in line with his Holy Spirit swordsmanship.

Once again, the two are entangled.

Above the sky, the two figures were as fast as dragons, furious as thunder, constantly colliding together, bursting with dazzling light, emitting a violent roar, and then quickly separated, like ghosts, appeared in the sky on the other side, and struck together again.

Time passes, sword one, sword two, sword three...... Sword Twenty-One...... In the battle with Dugu Kang, the first twenty-one styles of the Holy Spirit Sword Technique were all blocked and dissolved by him.

"Sword twenty-two. At this time, the peerless sword stabbed out, the light was sharp, forcing back Dugu Kang, the sword saint groaned, his eyes bloomed, turned into a sharp edge, and performed a powerful killing move second only to Sword Twenty-three.

"Whew!"

When the words fell, he carried it up, holding the peerless sword to break through the air, his figure was like electricity, fast to the extreme, the afterimage was empty, and the sword moved with the person, bursting out with the monstrous sword, forming a divine river.

The river is surging, mighty, galloping, the river is surging, the waves are blooming, exuding sharpness, the whole long river, as if composed of thousands of long swords, a drop of river water, is a sharp sword.

At this time, the vast sword river surged, the waves splashed, the river water was sharp, the momentum was boundless, like thousands of troops and horses stepping on the ground, shocking the soul, the peerless edge composed of thousands of swords and rays was even more to make the heavenly white clouds and the air burst, devastating, the scene was amazing, as if it could penetrate everything, no one could stop it.

A vast sword momentum descended from the heavenly dome and swept in all directions.

Below, inside the city of Xiangyang.

Those who are looking up to the sky to watch the battle do not look up at the sky...... In the entire city, without exception, everyone's faces suddenly turned white, as white as a blank piece of paper.

At this moment, they clearly felt the feeling of ten thousand swords hanging in the air, as if they could fall at any time.

This feeling of going to hell at any time invaded, and it filled everyone's hearts with a death qi, making their souls involuntarily rise, and the hairs on their bodies stood on end, and cold sweat flowed.

Even in the city, there is a smell of commotion in some places, which spreads and spreads, and some timid people are directly frightened to pee.

Above the Celestial Dome.

The Sword River crossed the sky, blazing like burning, the edge was exposed, and the qi was like a sharp edge, shattering the thousand-meter-long clouds, cutting the air, and making a violent roar.

At this time, in the sword river, the river is tumbling endlessly, the ripples are spreading, the sword sound is mighty, and a figure rises from the river, the qi is huge, like a god like a demon, the edge is shocking, and his appearance is actually the sword saint himself.

Dugu Jian learned the sword at the age of five, succeeded at the age of thirteen, created his own Holy Spirit swordsmanship, moved the world, was known as the saint of the sword, pursued the supremacy of the sword all his life, did not respect God, did not worship Buddha, respected himself, and his vision was naturally himself.

"Hum!" the Divine and Demon Phantom appeared behind the Sword Master, and his figure flashed, merging with it.

Suddenly, the sword saint's qi exploded, the sword momentum was surging like a sea, and the sword intent spread like a mountain pressing down, he seemed to be a sword god in the dust, and his edge was peerless.

In the distance, a cyan figure stood, with wings on its back, showing cyan and crystal clear, like a green jade cast.

His body flowed with cyan brilliance, and his surface roared violently, as if a sword was approaching, and the sound of gold and iron clashing was endless.

The man is none other than Feng Peng Dugu Peng.

His eyes were shining, his face was solemn, his body was full of glow, and his demonic power was surging.

This sword was too strong, and even his incomparably strong Feng Peng body felt a threat.

But he has great confidence in his boss Dugu Kang, so he didn't make a rash move, but chose to stay where he was and wait and see what happened.

Opposite the Sword Saint, Dugu Kang stood, his eyes were condensed, and his face was solemn.

As the saying goes, the layman looks at the lively, and the insider looks at the doorway.

And...... Even those who didn't see much of the battle below felt the horror of this vision, not to mention Dugu Kang, who was known as the first sword in Kyushu.

"Boom!" Dugu Kang's eyebrows flashed, like a divine flame burning, a small sword flew out of it, and when it rose in the wind, it fell into his hand, and it was the Xingchen sword.

He held the Star Sword in his hand, and also cast an exclusive vision of his perfect sword body.

Suddenly, black clouds gathered over Dugukang, covering hundreds of meters wide.

Covered by black clouds, pitch black as a demon, under the dark night, Dugu Kang's whole body was shining, and the sword power in his body surged, like a divine thunder explosion, and his body of qi and blood rose up and turned into a sharp edge of qi and blood.

At this moment, his whole person seemed to have turned into a shocking sword, his body was sharp, his qi and blood were sharp, his eyes were sword, his bones were sharp, and every inch of flesh and blood on his body seemed to have turned into a part of the sword, and the edge was exposed.

"Boom!"

At this time, the divine power gushed out, accompanied by a huge thunder, like the roar of ten thousand swords, and the sonorous sound was endless.

Behind Dugu Kang, a sword light rose, intertwined and fused from the void, forming an ocean of swords, surging, surging, surging and surging, bursting out of the world's fierceness, extremely domineering.

When the vision of the sword body - the sword mangcheng appeared in the sea, in the darkness, a vast power instantly descended, blessed Dugu Kang, making his eyes more and more blazing, and his qi soared in vain.

The vision has come out, the power is blessed, Dugu Kang's spirit and spirit instantly exploded, and his combat power climbed, he rushed forward with the Xingchen Sword, and along the way, the Xingchen Sword automatically glowed, dazzling and gorgeous.

The Star Sword carried a brilliant light and slashed towards the Sword Saint, and the Sword Han Sea behind Dugu Kang surged wildly, pressing forward, with a huge momentum, emitting a violent sword sound, as if the Heavenly Divine Bell was ringing, forcing people's hearts.

But the Sword Saint was not afraid, and the Sword God River poured down, wrapping around him like a swimming dragon, protecting him.

He also slashed forward with a peerless sword, and the light bloomed, his aura was fierce, vast and majestic, pressing the sky, brilliant like a sword god of the world, and at the same time, like a river god in the dust.

"Boom!"

(End of chapter)