The sword cultivator has been completely angered by Zhou Yue - the clay man still has three points of fire, and if he can endure it at this level, he is not a sword monk who is going forward.

Unable to bear it, there was no need to endure it any longer, the sword cultivator changed his previous conservatism, wantonly squandered his 'property', and the little sword qi left frantically slashed towards each rising ice wall, and at the same time used the sword intent to deter the water heaven and earth aura near the ice wall, preventing these walls from returning to their original state.

In just a few breaths, there was not a single wall of ice left on the earth, and the slowly dissipating freezing air brought a touch of coolness to the land covered with broken swords, and arranged the empty wasteland in a snowy and beautiful place.

Zhou Yue's figure slowly appeared, he did not rush to attack, but practiced towards the clothed sword, and said with a smile: "Dao friendship patience!"

This sentence seemed to touch the heart of Lingyi Jian Xiu, he raised his head suddenly, looked at Zhou Yue who was smiling, and opened his mouth in disbelief, only at this time did he find that his mouth was full of bitterness, and he couldn't help asking: "I...... Defeated?"

Zhou Yue shook his head helplessly, and grabbed an ice gun from the air with a wave of his hand, with his grasp, the cold air on the ground was suddenly emptied, the ice gun looked ordinary, but it strangely did not leak a trace of frozen gas, that was the manifestation of extreme condensation of true qi, without a trace of loss.

"No...... I'm not defeated yet. I'm not defeated yet!" Lingyi Sword Xiu quickly asked himself, his eyes rekindled the flame of fighting spirit, and a white brilliance was released from the flying sword in his hand, and the brilliance continued to extend, and finally formed a huge lightsaber more than ten zhang long.

The sword cultivator placed the lightsaber horizontally in front of him, and his divine sense suddenly locked on Zhou Yue not far away, his gaze froze, as if he had strengthened his determination, and then he broke off with a sigh and stepped forward to sweep with all his might!

In the face of this sword that contained the belief that the sword cultivator would win, Zhou Yue did not dodge or dodge, but held the ice gun in his hand, and walked up directly, as if he was not facing such a sharp giant sword, but an old friend for many years, strolling forward just to catch up on the past.

"Huh!"

This sword, which seemed to be a must-hit, actually passed directly through Zhou Yue's body, Zhou Yue's speed did not decrease, and then walked towards the sword cultivator, who seemed to be completely unaffected by that sword.

The sword cultivator's eyes widened, he suddenly changed his sword momentum, and then slashed towards Zhou Yue!

"Boom!"

The huge qi blade slashed head-on and fell directly into the earth, but Zhou Yue remained unmoved, allowing the light blade to pass through his body, and then walked towards the Lingyi Sword Cultivator.

The fire of fighting spirit in the eyes of the sword cultivator was no longer vigorous, he took a step back, and a trace of despair faintly appeared in his eyes, but he still gritted his teeth and slashed out the third sword!

Sword Intent: Shock!

The huge blade of light containing all the sword intent of Lingyi Sword Cultivation slashed down diagonally, this time Zhou Yue did not continue walking, but stopped in place, Lingyi Sword Cultivation was overjoyed when he saw this, and the strength in his hand suddenly increased by a few points, and even the last wisp of true qi remaining in the dantian was squeezed out by him.

But-

The light blade still passed through Zhou Yue's body, crisp and neat, as if it hadn't slashed anything.

At this time, Zhou Yue had already walked in front of Lingyi Jianxiu, he raised the ice spear in his hand, and casually put the ice spear on the ground, the desolate earth was suddenly frozen, and a frozen land appeared under the feet of the two of them.

"I ...... Lost ......" A trace of dazedness flashed in the eyes of the clothed sword cultivator, at this moment, his fighting spirit was all gone, and there was no longer a trace of daring to be an enemy of Zhou Yue, and Zhou Yue's figure was infinitely enlarged in his heart, like an invincible god!

"Well, got it. Zhou Yue stretched out his hand, counted the dots on the body of the sword cultivator, and then whispered in his ear: "Speaking of which, the reason why I didn't move before was ...... It's because your true qi is sealed by you, and when you move, you will be exposed. ”

Zhou Yue was telling the truth, the power of the Sword Intent and Shock during the third slash was so great that his True Qi was completely blocked, although at that time he dodged that blow by activating the Fog Ice Rain in advance, but if he moved slightly, the Sword Cultivator would be able to see his 'body in a different place'.

Although, even if Zhou Yue is in a different position, he will have a way to recover his original state, but it will never completely crush the fighting spirit of Lingyi Jianxiu and let him give up the attack by himself, in fact, if Lingyi Jianxiu is ready to resist stubbornly, Zhou Yue will have to take a lot of effort to send away the light giant sword.

He's not invincible!

A sharp light burst out in the eyes of Lingyi Jianxiu, and the image that Zhou Yue had just established in his heart suddenly collapsed, and Lingyi Jianxiu suddenly felt that he had been deceived, and said angrily: "If you want to kill, kill it, why torture me?"

"That's right. Zhou Yue casually stretched out his hand and flicked it lightly on the head of the Lingyi Sword Cultivator, fainting the angry Lingyi Sword Cultivator, then he took a deep breath and said loudly: "Senior, shouldn't you let the kid out?"

"Hahaha......" The laughter of the mysterious old man before suddenly sounded, and the old man paused slightly, and said with a smile: "Good boy!

Only then did Zhou Yue wear down the patience of Lingyi Sword Cultivation, and then used fog and ice rain to create a sense of invincibility in order to crush Lingyi Jianxiu's fighting spirit, and finally destroyed his image in Lingyi Jianxiu's heart through a few words, so that Lingyi Sword Cultivation was not controlled by Taoism, and his cultivation was unimpeded, and this set of successive 'combination punches' was naturally completely seen by the old man who listened to the Sword Pavilion.

As soon as the old man's words fell, Zhou Yue found that he had returned to the Listening Sword Pavilion, and at the same time, the Lingyi Sword Cultivator also appeared beside him, the old man flicked his fingers, and the Lingyi Sword Cultivator suddenly woke up, he glanced at the old man in shame, and fled from the small building with his face covered.

Zhou Yue looked around, but he didn't find Yan Fei and another sword cultivator, and he was suddenly curious, he relied on consumption to defeat the sword cultivator, and the time it took was naturally much longer than the ordinary fighting method, but at this time, Yan Fei's battle was not over, which was really a little strange.

It is important to know that sword cultivation is known for its attack ability, the attack is sharp but not durable, and the two sword cultivation fighting methods can often distinguish the winner and loser between a few breaths, starting from the first sword is a sword intent fight, and then the inferior side will fall into a dead cycle of suppressing the attack and damaging the sword heart, and after a few rounds, the sword heart will either be cut to pieces, or it will be directly killed.

Even if the sword intent of the two is equal, the quality of the sword heart, the amount of true qi, and even the advantages and disadvantages of the flying spell will become the decisive factors, making the two sword cultivators decide the winner within half a cup of tea.

Even Zhou Yue, an ancient monk, knew the routine process of sword cultivation fighting, how could those senior sword cultivators in the small building not know? At this time, they seemed to be talking about heaven and earth, drinking tea and discussing, but in fact, they had all paid attention to the old man, and they were extremely curious about this strange sword cultivation battle.

The old man looked around, he didn't need to ask to know what those people were thinking, he smiled slightly, and said, "In this case, let all the Taoist friends observe together, okay, today's lecture will revolve around this Taoist friend." ”

After speaking, the old man waved his hand, and a mirror composed of true qi suddenly appeared in front of him, and then Yan Fei's figure appeared on the mirror.

"Ding!"

The crisp sound of metal colliding sounded, and the sword cultivators present suddenly lit up, they were all too familiar with this sound, this was the sound made by the flying sword when it was grappling in the air at high speed!

"Dingding......

Yan Fei's heavy sword danced impenetrable in front of him, and if he looked closely, he actually used the spine of his sword to subtly catch all the opponent's attacks, controlling such a heavy sword to this extent!

"Good!"

"This fellow Taoist has some real skills. ”

Among the sword cultivators present, some people suddenly praised it, and there were a few sword cultivators who were naturally inferior, but they didn't feel disappointed, obviously thinking that they were better than Yan Fei in other aspects.

"Dingding......

The sound of dense metal strikes continued to sound, and if you looked closely, there was a short sword as sharp as a poisonous snake attacking Yan Fei frantically, and each stab was inevitably accompanied by several twists, like a real snake, waiting for an opportunity to find Yan Fei's weakness.

The sword cultivators in the small building suddenly widened their eyes, and one of them even stood up directly and said in surprise: "These two people have actually fought against each other so far?"

Zhou Yue looked around at Yan Fei through the mirror, it was a desolate land, with only countless broken swords inserted diagonally, which was very similar to the battlefield Zhou Yue was in before.

It's just that at this time, this land is already covered with dense sword marks, and there are thick and thin sword marks, obviously not from the handwriting of a sword, it should be the traces left by Yan Fei and that sword cultivator when they were fighting.

"Ding!"

A loud roar far exceeded the previous sound, and the short sword suddenly took advantage of the momentum to retreat, and not far away, a white-clothed sword cultivator appeared, and the short sword circled around his body several times, making a defensive posture.

"Daoist friends have fought enough?" Yan Fei's face was solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "Now it's my turn!"

As soon as the words fell, Yan Fei rushed directly towards the white-clothed monk, because the speed was too fast, the mirror surface summoned by the old man also increased instantly, and at this moment, only Yan Fei was left in the mirror, and everything else became a blurred afterimage!

"Hiss......"

The eighty percent of the monks present gasped, with such a swift sword speed, they asked themselves, how many sword cultivators at the peak of the Ding Realm could do it, at least they couldn't!

In just an instant, Yan Fei had already come to the front of the white-clothed sword cultivator, lifting the heavy sword and slashing down like a madman, it seemed that he had no intention of stopping at all, and as soon as he made a move, he would kill with a sword!

"Boom Boom Boom Boom ......"

The short sword in front of the white-shirted monk quickly parried, and the seemingly light sword body forcibly blocked Yan Fei's onslaught, without even a trace of trembling, at this moment, the short sword that was only a few inches long was as stable as a mountain!

The narrow short sword parried the one-person-high heavy sword, giving people a strong visual impact, and at this moment, the tall sword cultivators in the small building exclaimed one after another!