Jing Ye stared at Liufeng Chuan calmly and eloquently, and made a heartfelt evaluation: "You are really shameless!"

Then Jing Ye added: "I heard Yan Wuji say that the first swordsman of Motu is also self-appointed by you!

The corners of Liufengchuan's mouth couldn't help twitching, and immediately, he said aloud again: "The way of the sword is to me, I am to the way of the sword, how can you ordinary people understand, do you know that when I hand over the morning light every day, wash the sword with the morning light and rain and dew, and when the sunset returns, I will raise the sword with the dust and wind in the twilight valley, and on the night of the bright moon and clear wind, I will burn incense and bathe, the horizontal sword is on the knee, and the red strip is opposite to the sword, in order to understand the essence of the sword, I practice the sword every day for nine hours, and the summer is three, Winter Day 39 will add two hours to each day, and since the self-incarnation, 239 years, except for the days of battle, the years have not changed. I'm not like they were born with a famous sword, I slashed the Yunmengze fierce beast Wangtian, and forged a giant sword with beast bones and iron, and I gave it a famous style in my name, which is the sword in my hand, do you think I deserve to be the first swordsman in Motu?"

Liu Fengchuan's words made Jing Ye stunned for a while, but he didn't expect Liu Fengchuan to be a sword idiot who was better than the old harrier, but Jing Ye said jokingly: "You really cultivate the sword path well, and the sword behind the master is even more profound!"

Liu Fengchuan knew that Jing Ye was saying that Zhou Shan killed Yin Baimei with a sword behind his back, but at this moment, he did not have the slightest guilt, and said in a calm tone: "If I don't kill her, she will die that day, I will give them a good time, how can it not fulfill them." Do you know how happy they are when they die, and how would it feel to let someone who had admired her all her life kill her with his favorite sword?"

This sentence, Jing Ye is irrefutable, that day Qilin King Mo Tianqi has a chance of winning, even if Liufengchuan does not have that sword, Yin Baimei and Lian Wushuang will not survive, especially when he heard Liufengchuan say that he is also one of Yin Baimei's admirers, his heart couldn't help but hurt, and he vaguely remembered that at the last moment of that day, Liufengchuan stabbed down with a sword, and shouted in panic: "I'm sorry."

Jing Ye was slightly stunned, but listened to Liufeng Chuan: "You don't have to sympathize with me, I love her as if I love the wind in my hands, my love is pure and thorough, far better than the dirty belly of those people in Yan Demon Heaven, just love her, look up to her, how can I reach my peak swordsmanship, a person who pursues the ultimate swordsmanship, love will stop him from the way of the sword, how to reach the peak of the endless desire to break the desire, so, I killed her that day, and I don't regret it at all." If she doesn't die, how can I win the Supreme Sword Dao of Taishang's ruthless supreme sword."

Jing Ye Mu stood motionless, and Liu Fengchuan suddenly said with a blank expression: "I told you so much, firstly, because she cared about you very much in front of her, and secondly, I have seen your sword, it is a good sword, and you are also a good person, such an opponent is worthy of fighting with me!"

The thorn leaves in the air were still motionless, and Liu Fengchuan suddenly realized that something was wrong with the situation, and at this moment, the sword light and qi were like Changhong ups and downs in the killing array surrounding the three elders of Kunlun below, and under the cover of the monstrous sword light, the demon screamed like hemp, and then a cold cry sounded: "Hearing you say this, I have to thank you for your love!"

When I looked at it again, there was another figure of Jing Ye flying by, and in an instant it flashed in front of the motionless Jing Ye, the two of them became one, and the killing array below had been broken by his sword.

"Okay, you are a vitex leaf, I haven't seen you for two years! You have such a ability, today the old man thanks you once, but you don't forget the promise of the day, the gate of Beiling Kunlun Mountain is wide open for you!"

When the three elders of Kunlun rushed to kill, Gusu Xinyu did not forget to turn around and thank Jing Ye, and Liu Fengchuan's expression in front of Jing Ye suddenly became solemn, and he said solemnly: "I never thought that your cultivation and sword path have risen a lot in just a few months, but today, I will kill you!"

"Shhh......h

With a long sword humming, the flowing wind giant sword in Liufeng Chuan's hand cut through a streamer, and with a turn in his hand, the oblique sword was on his side, and a dazzling white light erupted on the entire sword blade, conveying Lingyun's battle intent!

"Not only are you thick-skinned, but you also talk a lot of nonsense!"

Jing Ye confronted each other and made a direct move, and the body of the Flowing Wind Sword with a powerful sword spirit on the Seven Star Face trembled, refracting a layer of hazy green light.

Almost in a moment's time, Jing Ye and Liufeng Chuan moved in unison, and at the same time they raised their hands and swords.

"Bell!"

With a crisp sound, the two staggered over, and turned around to look at each other at the same time, Liufengchuan smiled in his eyes, but Jing Ye twitched the corners of his mouth, and sighed secretly, Liufengchuan has a lot of strength.

But after the two stood still, they rushed towards each other's swords again, and the blow was just a test of the sword, and the next Ying Feng was the real sword fight!

Compared with the wisps of scruples and temptations of fighting with Zhao Yanran, in the face of Liufengchuan, a more powerful opponent, Jing Ye had no scruples, fought to the death, and used the most powerful sword move as soon as possible.

The two of them fought hand-to-hand, Liufengchuan's sword was fast and ruthless enough, and every move was a killing move with the power to the limit, Jing Ye's heart was raised to his throat, and if he was not careful, he would be killed by Liufengchuan with one blow!

In the face of an enemy who is much stronger than himself, the fight is the limit, almost every sword is stabbed, Jing Ye has to think about how to stab the next sword, and when the giant sword in Liu Fengchuan's hand cuts horizontally, splits with force, and picks and stabs, he must try his best to show his body and avoid its edge at speed.

Jing Ye had never once used the Fire Cloud Qilin Step, Phantom Divine Walk, and Li Tianbai Transformation Method at the same time as he did now, and almost every breath of time, he was using his extreme explosive power to transform his body and increase his speed, so that he could barely block the complicated and rapid sword moves of the Liufeng River with the sword in his hand!

The figures of the two people were unpredictable, the Dao sword light was as fast as electricity, and there were only phantoms of the two of them facing the sword in the air, only to see the surrounding powerful demons stunned, and even stopped the pace of rapid progress, and looked at a pair of figures in the sky in a daze.

The aura dances violently in the sky, and the sonorous sound is endless!

For the first time in his history, Jing Ye felt the response of the Seven Star Sword Spirit, that kind of hearty and free-flowing battle, and even in the process of his continuous sword confrontation with Liufeng River, he faintly hoped that this moment would not stop!

Is this what Rufugawa calls kendo?

Deeply immersed in it, unable to extricate himself, occasionally in a thought, Jing Ye remembered what Liu Fengchuan said, this subtle feeling was really intoxicating, and it was no wonder that he would compare his sword with Yin Baimei.

The blood was boiling, the wolf blood was boiling, and he began to burn the aura in the sea of gods unscrupulously, his eyes were blood-red, and his pupils were clear so that he could catch Liufeng Chuan's sword moves for the first time.

The two supernatural powers traveled all over the body, and Jing Ye indulged in a battle, happy to enmity and hatred!

The nine-turn thunder sound sword move startled the rolling thunder, a vertical and horizontal seven-star sword path to protect the body, Li Tian Sword Sutra, the demon wolf fighting Dashu with a sword freehand, and the meteor tribulus terrestris sword is as fast as a meteor......

A sword move, Jing Ye's heart moved at will, and he did whatever he wanted, from the beginning of the calculation in the sea of gods, and gradually reached a state of selflessness and transcendence, almost subconsciously out of the sword to deal with the fast sword and heavy sword of the flowing wind river!

And the fight between the two of them was also stretched from the beginning of Jing Ye, and they were injured everywhere, and then there was a faint equalization of the situation, this time the hand-to-hand combat did not know when it started, and I don't know when it will end!

From noon to dusk, from dusk to sunset, until night darkens.

How many moves, how many swords, no one cares, and the demons who are lucky enough to come here, this time it can be regarded as an eye-opener, more and more demons gathered here, they stopped moving forward, and they couldn't help but stop and watch, breathtaking!

The sword light illuminated the night sky, and there were two people standing under the night sky, they staggered for the last time, the Flowing Wind Giant Sword cut through Jing Ye's white clothes, and his right arm was directly torn out of a bloody wound, and the seven stars brushed through the hair of the Flowing Wind River, cutting off the green silk like a promise.

Jing Ye smiled, cold sweat was dripping on his forehead, he was wounded in more than ten places, and half of his sleeve was blood-red, but he didn't care at all, but whispered to the man: "It's a pity that I will kill you."

Liu Fengchuan also smiled, and said calmly: "Your talent is really rare, I wanted to sharpen my sword path with you, but I didn't know that I just fought, I became your sword grinding stone, but next, you won't have another chance, before you die, I will let you take a good look at my sword path!"

"Yes, I also have three swords, I have never lost so far, and I will let you open your eyes today", Jing Ye said unhurriedly.

In the past few months since you left, I have also inquired carefully, the traitor Ye Ziyu of Shushan, and Jing Ye, the son of Jing Guo, your identity is really troublesome, no wonder the old Taoist priest of the human race doesn't like you, but since I know your three swords of heaven and man, do you think you still have a chance?"

"Then you have to try it to know", a sentence landed, Jing Ye put the sword in his hand in front of him, and recited the sword trick and said: "Ding Qiankun!"

The sword breaks time, a sword is instantaneous, and a thought is determined.

Liu Fengchuan's eyes began to become solemn, he wanted to draw his sword, but the power of the laws around him surged, and his sword movement became slower and slower, as if stagnating.

At this moment, the thorn leaf in front of him changed his move again, and then the sword light flew up one by one, and each sword shadow flew down, giving birth to a sword wave that was heavily entwined with the law, and the sword light he saw suddenly rose up, but he was lacking in skill, and he couldn't lift the sword in his hand, and raised his sword to block!

So, he frowned and waited for Jing Ye's ultimate sword technique.

The eight swords landed, flying sand and stones, and the radius of ten miles was actually affected by the laws of the Shenshan Yue Sword Domain, and the big strong demons who stood in the air and stopped and stared at them didn't even react, and they couldn't help but be empty, and they fell sharply downward, not only these big strong demons, but also the birds and beasts that flew in the sky and charged beyond the Mo Tu were all out of control at this moment, and their bodies fell involuntarily to the bottom.

Sinking mountains, sinking mountains and falling mountains, the true power of the sword moves of the heavenly and human sword moves did not burst out until this day.

Liufeng Chuan's body fluttered down like a feather, and at the end of his eyes, he saw Jing Ye seven swords again, the long sword pointed to the sky, and the sword swords went straight into the sky, and the blazing sword light that rose to the sky stirred the wind and clouds under the sky, and the clouds covered the rain!

Then he saw Jing Ye's small figure and his cold and fierce gaze, as well as the sword blade in his hand suddenly flipped and slashed downward, as if he had picked off a piece of void and was about to press it towards him.

At this moment, there was a thunderous roar in the sky, the wind was howling, the clouds were dense, the sky was full of long tongues, and then the pouring rain poured down, and a drop of rain wrapped in a cold and piercing sword intent fell from the sky, within a radius of ten miles, full of the seven-star sword intent of slaughter.

And the seven stars were being held tightly by the thorn leaves, stabbing towards the Liufeng River that fell out of thin air, trying to pierce him.

PS: I would like to dedicate this chapter to the enthusiasm of my youth, the dream of a swordsman.