Between life and death, the step was frightened and desperate, and the male lord was happy, and suddenly, in the sword pool, the sword roared into the sky, and an incomparable sword intent burst in, and a thick and sharp sword qi came violently, tearing the void and making a piercing whistling sound. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Boom, this sword qi snapped in his fingers, and immediately shattered the three-point return vitality of the male tyrant, and a bright bright light exploded.

The divine light fluctuated in Bu Jingyun's eyes, his eyes were like electricity, he turned to a corner of the sword pool, and saw an old man in sackcloth retracting a finger, this person was surrounded by sword intent, and the whole person seemed to exude a thousand zhang sword light, which could not be forced to see, and his temperament was extremely terrifying.

"Who is this person who actually came to the rescue?" Bu Jingyun knew at a glance that this old man in sackcloth was definitely not the person he knew, which made him quite puzzled.

The male bully on the side was furious, and his scarlet gaze turned around.

"It turned out to be the Dugu Sword Saint! You came to the rescue of Bu Jingyun, did you want to go against the old man?"

Xiongba said word by word, his heart full of anger.

The Sword Saint is the top master of the older generation in the rivers and lakes, if it is not a last resort, the male tyrant really does not want to fight against him, but today, seeing that he can get rid of the big trouble of Bu Jingyun, but the Sword Saint intervenes sideways, which makes him not angry in his heart.

The Sword Saint did this, completely ignoring him, as the leader of the World Association, how could Xiongba endure it?

"Xiongba, step shocking clouds, the old man is protected today, if you want to continue to kill him, you must first pass the old man's level, I don't know what the Xionggang thinks?"

The Sword Saint's tone was as cold and hard as iron, and his people were like his swords, sharp and unrounded, and his exit was cold, which made people uncomfortable.

This kind of tone is really too arrogant, who is domineering, how can he bear it.

"Sword Master, you deceive people too much, look for death!"

The male lord roared angrily, his body was longitudinal, like a roar of the wind, the afterimage passed everywhere, and he attacked the sword saint with a palm, this palm, the clouds were swirling, and the black fog was like a tide, it seemed to be a big demon's hand, capturing the heaven and the earth, and suppressing the mountains and rivers.

Pai Yun Zhang, this kung fu is used in the hands of Xiongba, compared to the start of the clouds, it is a little more domineering and fierce, like the collapse of the mountains, the heaven and the earth overturned, the void crackled, and it seemed that it could no longer bear the heavy palm power of the mountain.

The majestic and vast innate true yuan poured out, condensed into a huge handprint, and came through the air.

"What a cloud palm, the martial arts of this person are really good, the martial arts of the three unique sects in the past are already blue in his hands, and they are even better. ”

The Sword Master only felt a burst of depression in his chest, as if he couldn't breathe, and he had a clear understanding of the power of the hero's palm, and he was amazed in his heart.

However, he is also a peerless grandmaster, and he still practices pure swordsmanship, creating his own Holy Spirit swordsmanship, comprehending the way of affection and ruthlessness, and his martial arts magic has reached an incredible realm.

Sword one!

A sword out, the sword aura is dazzling, the bright light is vertical and horizontal, just this sword, it is like there are ten thousand swords in unison, and countless tangible and invisible sword qi blooms like a brilliant lotus flower.

The sound of sneering is endless, and the palm power and sword qi collide with each other and fight fiercely, which contains the profound martial arts spirit imprint of the two Xiongba and the Sword Master, with true meaning permeated, condensed and persistent, every moment, there are countless offensive and defensive changes, among which the profundity of martial arts is unfathomable.

This is the battle of the great grandmaster realm, it seems to be an understatement, but in fact, it is unpredictable, calm as water, there is an undercurrent turbulent, a careless, not only the physical meridians are injured, but also the mental impact is the most sinister.

It's just that the combat experience of the two of them is too rich, and every move of the two of them has been tempered thousands of times, and they will not waste the slightest strength, but they will give full play to each of their strength, and the ingenuity of the use is far beyond the imagination of ordinary people in the martial arts.

Xiongba even out eighteen palms, thirty-six legs, forty-nine fists, respectively to make the cloud palm, the wind god legs, the true power of the Tianshuang fist, surrounded by the true yuan, such as the dragon hideous, the martial arts vast.

And the sword saint's move is even more fierce, the sword qi is like frost, overlapping, endless, the whole person is like a terrifying luminous body, the Holy Spirit sword technique is continuously struck, and the sword qi of Zhang Xu is full of breath and bursts, and the sharp place is terrifying.

The two of them are combative, the face of the male bully is calm, the true yuan is flowing, and the qi is becoming more and more vigorous, and the sword master is a little simple and simple, and the sword light is swept away, and it is often easy to block many attacks and kills of the male tyrant.

"Xiongba, although your three-point mastery can be called a peerless skill, but the three-point return to the vitality has not been completed, and it is not the opponent of the old man, today the step is protected by the old man, you still retreat to the world will be subtle, otherwise don't blame the old man for making you lose face. ”

The Juggernaut said while blocking the attack of the Majesty.

Xiongba replied coldly: "Hmph, Sword Saint, you don't want to rely on the old and sell the old, this seat has been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for decades, are you still afraid of you?"

Having said that, Xiongba is a great master in the end, and his sense of touch in martial arts is very keen, he knows that although his realm is similar to that of the Sword Saint, if it comes to real combat power, it is still slightly inferior, the Sword Saint is a Sword Saint after all, what he is cultivating is a sword master, and the power of attack and killing is naturally a few points stronger, and if he continues to fight, he has almost no hope of winning.

With a decision in his heart, Xiongba slowed down a little and slowly reined in his strength.

The two of them are connected by qi and machine, and the sword master knows the most about the changes in Xiongba, knowing that Xiongba is taking the initiative to rein in his strength, which can be regarded as admitting defeat in disguise, he doesn't care, with a faint smile on his face, the boiling sword qi slowly calms down.

With a cold snort, Xiongba felt that his face was dull, he flicked his sleeves, and left first, the wind under his feet, like a phantom, disappeared into the sword pool in the blink of an eye, and the remaining masters in the world saw this, although they didn't know why, they still followed Xiongba.

"Thank you seniors for saving your life!"

After a moment of breathing, Bu Jingyun recovered a little, and when he saw Xiongba retreating, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he still had a big revenge that had not been avenged, if he said that he would die willingly, it was impossible, and now the Sword Saint came to the rescue, for him, it was a life-saving grace, and he must be thanked.

"Well, Bu Jingyun, you are very good, you have excellent talents, especially on the way of swordsmanship, you have a lot to do, the old man saved you today, but also because you are a good seedling in swordsmanship, I can't bear you to perish. ”

The Sword Saint smiled and said indifferently.

As soon as Bu Jingyun thought about it, he understood the meaning of the Sword Saint, and he did not hesitate at the moment, and bowed down and said: "I implore the seniors to accept the juniors as apprentices and teach the superior swordsmanship." ”

The Sword Saint secretly praised the clouds, and he didn't hesitate at the moment, and said directly: "Okay, okay, the old man will recognize you as an apprentice today, hurry up." ”

Helping Bu Jingyun up, the Sword Saint laughed loudly, and he was really happy in his heart, having such a disciple as Bu Jingyun inherit his own sword path is a great joy for the Sword Saint.

The laughter fell, the sword saint's eyes were like swords, and he swept through the surrounding crowd, and he saw that a lot of greedy eyes still fell on Bu Jingyun's body To be exact, these people's eyes were focused on the peerless good sword, which made the sword saint dissatisfied, and he snorted angrily at the moment, "Listen, the old man has already taken Bu Jingyun as a disciple, if anyone dares to covet the peerless sword, then don't blame the old man for being ruthless under the sword!

At this time, the sword saint was extremely domineering, invincible, and between speaking, the sword intent around his body was vigorous, and an indifferent aura came out of the sky, instantly enveloping the entire sword pool, and everyone was cold, as if they were locked by a terrible beast, and they would usher in the most tragic blow at any time, and they were all shocked and frightened.

The prestige of the Sword Saint is not a joke, in the entire rivers and lakes, there are really few people who dare to go against him, at least among the people who came to worship the Sword Villa today, there are very few such people, as soon as the Sword Saint spoke, there was an uproar in the crowd, and soon they retreated one after another. 、