Xu Fang looked at Xiao Yu, like himself, who was also infusing spiritual power into the sword body, and said with a sneer: "I don't think I can do it, the people of the ants actually want to fight the spiritual power of the real person, it's ridiculous!"

Xiao Yu sneered and said, "Mole ant, are you talking about yourself? I don't know who is taking advantage of the tongue, who is the ant, let the kendo judge!"

When Xiao Yu and Xu Fang were fighting swords, Murong Bingxin had been watching coldly, and neither side of the sword just now had done their best, so she couldn't tell which one was stronger than the sword.

Between speaking, Xu Fang's accumulated spiritual power has reached the maximum spiritual power that the flying sword can withstand, his flying sword is originally a peerless famous sword, so it is higher than the spirit sword in Xiao Yu's hand in terms of quality, Xiao Yu also felt the disadvantage of the flying sword, and his flying sword was also full of spiritual power at this time.

The two flying swords began to compete again, Xiao Yu's spiritual power on the flying sword was not good, Murong Bingxin had already made a judgment in her heart, she was ready to save Xiao Yu at any time, it wasn't that she valued Xiao Yu more, but she didn't want the only person who could save her daughter to die like this.

But what she didn't expect was that when the two flying swords met in the air, they were still evenly divided, and Xu Fang didn't take advantage of it at all.

The flying sword flew back to the top of Xu Fang's head again, and at this time he was like seeing a ghost, staring at Xiao Yu with his eyes, unable to say a word.

When Xiao Yu felt that the spiritual power on his flying sword was not enough, he had already expected that he would definitely suffer a loss in this flying sword competition, so he quietly condensed a trace of earth sword intent on the sword body.

The sword intent of the earth is the heaviest artistic conception, with the blessing of the sword intent of the earth, it just makes up for the lack of spiritual power, and this time it can be on par with Xu Fang.

The moment Xu Fang's flying sword collided with Xiao Yu's flying sword, he had already felt a trace of sword intent, which is why he was so surprised.

After all, there are very few monks in the foundation building period who comprehend the Dao intent, and even if they can comprehend a little Dao intent, it is difficult to use the Dao intent completely.

Xu Fang himself had also comprehended several kinds of sword intent, so he knew how rare the sword intent was for a kendo cultivator!

After the shock, Xu Fang had reached the point where he couldn't bear it anymore, he knew that if he didn't kill Xiao Yu today, once he succeeded in getting married, it would be impossible to kill him.

Xu Fang's voice was as cold as coming from the Nine Shadows: "Sword intent, sword intent of earth! You really surprised me! But that's the end of you! You will die with the next sword!"

Xu Fang once again condensed his spiritual power, and this time on his sword body, there was a turquoise sword light lingering, Xiao Yu knew at a glance that he used the sword intent of wood, he probably thought that Xiao Yu only comprehended one kind of sword intent, that is, the sword intent of the earth, so he wanted to use the sword intent of the wood to restrain the sword intent of the earth.

With Mu Ketu, it is a good strategy, but he underestimated Xiao Yu's ability, Xiao Yu is also pouring spiritual power into the flying sword, and at the same time, the golden sword light flashes on the flying sword, but the golden sword light is not very obvious, and it has been covered by the sword light emitted from the sword body, so Xu Fang didn't notice it at all, but Murong Bingxin could see it clearly, and he couldn't help but admire it in his heart.

Xu Fang's flying sword flew towards Xiao Yu again, this time the flying sword was extremely fast, and he came to Xiao Yu's face in a blink of an eye, but now he didn't seem to have condensed enough spiritual power, but he didn't panic, turned around and dodged the flying sword, and Xu Fang's flying sword flew over the top of Xiao Yu's head.

The flying swords were all controlled by divine thoughts, and although they passed over Xiao Yu's head, it turned its head and stabbed at Xiao Yu's eyebrows again.

At this time, Xiao Yu was ready, pinched the sword trick in his hand, pointed at the hilt, and the flying sword flew out like a golden light.

Xu Fang thought that Xiao Yu must be in a catastrophe this time, but when his flying sword and Xiao Yu's flying sword met, he heard a snort, and his flying sword was actually cut through a gap, and all the spiritual power on the flying sword poured out.

Of course, Xiao Yu would not let go of this opportunity, and even had a few points in his hand, Xu Fang didn't have time to take back the flying sword, and as a result, the flying sword was cut out by Xiao Yu seven or eight gaps.

With a bang, a peerless divine sword turned into a useless mortal iron in Xiao Yu's hands, and at this time, not only the spiritual power that Xu Fang poured into the sword body was unloaded, but even the spirituality on the original sword body was gone.

This divine sword is Xu Fang's most precious magic weapon, he regards this sword as more important than life, at the moment when the divine sword was destroyed, he was completely crazy, he had forgotten the agreement of the sword fight just now, and the cultivation of the Jindan period was all displayed.

Xu Fang has always been proud of his sword, so he will not use the spells of the Jindan period easily, so he will agree to fight with Xiao Yu, so that no one will say that he bullies the small with the big and wins disgracefully.

However, now he has long put aside the matter of his face, Xu Fang roared and said: "Take my junior sister, destroy my divine sword, if I don't kill you today, I swear not to be a person!"

After finishing speaking, an ice cloud suddenly condensed between his hands, and there seemed to be thousands of water droplets hidden in the ice cloud, each of which was an ice pick, when the ice pick was launched, it was like thousands of raindrops, making people have nowhere to dodge, this spell was one of the most powerful spells in the Cold Moon Palace.

Seeing that Xu Fang had used the Ice Rain Technique, Murong Ziyuan hurriedly shouted: "Jiuyou, run away, mother, don't you still make a move, do you really want your daughter to die without a place to be buried!"

Murong Bingxin, the palace master of the Cold Moon Palace, didn't expect that Xu Fang, who had always been arrogant, would be forced to do this, and she also saw the golden sword intent on Xiao Yu's sword body just now, she guessed that this time it was equally divided, but she didn't expect Xu Fang to lose so badly, and she was a little distracted for a while, and she didn't even notice that Xu Fang had used the Ice Rain Technique.

The power of the Jindan Stage Monk's Ice Rain Technique should not be underestimated, if she didn't stop it immediately, Xiao Yu would probably be injured!

She knew that Xiao Yu was a monk in the Jindan period, although the Ice Rain Technique was powerful, but she couldn't kill a monk of the same level, she didn't plan to make a move, but now her daughter is in a hurry like this, if she doesn't make a move, her daughter will hate her for the rest of her life, it will be bad!

But she wanted to see how this kid could crack the peerless spell of the Cold Moon Palace, so she hardened her heart and didn't make a move.

Xiao Yu put away the flying sword unhurriedly at this time, the four elephant true spirit seals flew out of his hand, the green dragon and white tiger were on the left, and the Vermilion Bird Xuanwu was on the right, and the four true spirits spit out four kinds of spiritual power, which condensed into a spiritual power shield in front of Xiao Yu.

The light shield has just been formed, and countless ice picks have arrived in front of you, and these ice picks are really powerful, hitting the four spirit light masks, the light shields are a little unbearable.

At this time, Xiao Yu unhurriedly injected his spiritual power into the light mask, and with the blessing of Xiao Yu's spiritual power, the light mask was finally stable.

At this time, Murong Ziyuan looked at Xiao Yu with wide eyes, after Xu Fang performed the Ice Rain Technique, his spiritual power consumption was not small, but at this time, there was a wry smile on the corner of his mouth.

The ice picks were finally all blocked, and at this time, Xiao Yu came to Xu Fang's side, and the flying sword was pressed against his dantian and said: "Mole ant, the Jindan period is nothing great, I am also a Jindan stage monk!