One person, one sword, breaking through thousands of sword shadows, the moment the condensed sword shadow is broken, the spiritual energy is also surging out, the spiritual energy condensed by each sword shadow may not be as terrifying as the first type, but the spiritual energy of thousands of sword shadows is far more than one!

The psionic energy shock wave ravaged the heavens and the earth, rolling up bursts of raging waves, surging, this psionic energy did not rush to the four directions, gathered but did not disperse, rolling up the lake, and actually formed a bundle of waterspouts connecting the heavens and the earth!

Even though the monk's eyesight was excellent, at a glance, this waterspout was not even as high as the top! Those huge demon beasts tens of hundreds of zhang long could not escape, and they were also swept into the air by the waterspout.

The water droplets, which should have been soft, were also transformed into deadly weapons under the drive of high-speed rotating psionic energy, and the living creatures in the tornado were washed by the water droplets, and the flesh and blood were washed clean in an instant, and the hard white bones of the demon beast did not last more than a breath.

Blood flowers bloomed in the waterspout, and after blooming, they immediately withered, neutralized by the blue lake water in the waterspout.

These thousands of sword shadows are like a torrential rain, and the broken sword rain spirit can gather but not disperse, rolling up a rapid wind that can blow away the flesh and blood of the monk, this is the second type, the torrential rain leaks the remnant wind!

Everyone in the upside-down tavern was amazed: "This is the horror of the Heavenly Realm, the spiritual energy is vast, and its supernatural power is as powerful as the mighty heaven!"

Peeping Heaven Realm, in the eyes of most people, this kind of master basically only exists in the story, and how many people can really see the battle between Peeping Heaven Realm?

This is still a sword god who is the leader of the sword, the supernatural sword style of the top person who has reached the peak and the seventh, this mighty waterspout that swept the world and the earth, who can stop it?

Most of the monks were pretentious, far superior to the mortals, but now it seemed that under such supernatural powers, they were no different from the mortals, they were just ants!

The cultivators in the upside-down tavern were stunned, and someone murmured: "This old Chen is so terrifying, worthy of the title of Sword God, who can protect himself in this vast supreme power?

Someone else sighed: "This is just the seventh in the peak evaluation, the top six, what kind of monster should it be?"

Time did not wait for people, and before they could finish marveling at this mighty heavenly might, the shadow had already rushed out of the waterspout with one person and one sword.

With the Spirit God Sword as the tip of the sword and itself as the sword body, it turned into a "giant sword", and the spiritual energy surrounded the "giant sword", spinning and rushing out of the waterspout in one fell swoop.

The maintenance of the waterspout is the propulsion of psionic energy plus inertial rotation, and the inertial rotation is also disrupted by his own psionic energy, and only much spiritual energy is left, and the waterspout suddenly disappears!

The lake that swept into the sky, after losing the gravitational pull of the tornado, fell with a bang, setting off waves of monstrous waves.

At this moment, the sky is cloudless, a piece of blue, the sunset in the distance, golden and brilliant, a very beautiful sunset picture!

Chen Xuanying took out a jar of flower brew from the Sumeru ring, held it high, and the wine flowed downstream.

He knew that this second form still didn't force out the shadow to use swordsmanship, and he still broke his second form just by relying on one person and one sword.

Chen Xuanying threw the remaining half jar of wine at the shadow again, and said with a hearty smile: "Sadness for the past for wine, fear of future generations." The afterlife is terrible, the afterlife is terrible!"

Under the sunset, the abandoned sword lake under their feet rolled up the golden monstrous waves, and the two of them talked to each other and drank, clearly two old friends who had been friends for a long time, but they never thought that they were still fighting for life and death at the last moment.

The wine is gone, and the sword is out again!

Chen Xuanying's body gradually brightened, Mingyao was far away from the sunset on the horizon, everyone originally watched the battle with their divine sense, but they didn't expect this bright golden light to stab everyone's divine sense!

Chen Xuanying secretly said to herself in her heart: The third type, the golden light afterimage!

The bright golden light, neither the naked eye nor the divine sense can see directly, and the speed is far beyond before, and only a trace of afterimage can be captured slightly, but it is only an afterimage, and the real body has escaped far away.

Everyone can't look directly at the battlefield, and they don't know what is happening in the field, but in the face of such an extremely fast and uncatchable opponent, how to fight?

If the previous two styles are mighty, then this one is full of shadows and shadows, and it is elusive.

The first two types are large-scale attacks, and this style is a single attack, gathering all the spiritual energy in the golden light around the body, which cannot be captured, and the rapid body shape swordsmanship is unavoidable!

The shadow couldn't capture Chen Xuanying's figure, so he simply closed his eyes, not relying on his eyes, not relying on his divine sense, but only relying on his own sensitive capture of sword intent.

Everything is simplified, there is no earth-shattering vision, only a crisp sound of two swords clashing, like a crane, a pleasant and crisp sound of fighting, resounding through the world!

Every time it collides, it is like throwing a stone into the water, causing ripples in the air.

Everyone didn't know how long it was, and when they opened their eyes again, the sky was already dark, and the two were still far apart, no one was injured, and no one was left behind, and they were still evenly divided.

The shadow opened his mouth and said: "At this point, if you are still young and strong, you can still continue, and now you, if you continue, you will hurt the foundation of cultivation!"

Chen Xuanying didn't listen to his words at all, and just muttered in a low voice: "I originally thought that except for Xin Chang'an, who could use his indestructible body to resist this move, everyone in the rest of the world would have to rely on the formation supernatural powers." ”

"It's just that I didn't expect that even if you block your divine sense and line of sight, you can judge my location just by virtue of your sensitivity to sword intent. ”

"There are talents in the rivers and lakes, as you said, I am really old!"

Chen Xuanying knew that this little swordsman had grown to a very terrifying point now, and he only relied on one person, one sword, and induction to break the three styles that he relied on to become famous in the world, which was just a catharsis of spiritual energy without skills.

If he had used his skills and displayed his magical powers, he would have already been defeated!

Chen Xuanying couldn't help but think of the scene back then, when the young man was still a mortal, he stepped on the lake just to look at the immortals, and he was full of spirit!

The mortal body fights the monk, just to try his dexterous body, grind away all the aura of the monk, and when the aura is exhausted, defeat the monk with a subtle sword technique!

Whether it was abandoning the Sword Lake at the beginning, slashing demon beasts all the way, crossing the waves, and leaving countless blood flowers that bloomed proudly in the abandoned Sword Lake.

After that, the immortals, fighting monks, and finally won a miserable victory, leaving a sentence: "Decades of hard training are better than a few years of Qing cultivation!"

Chen Xuanying, who was sitting in the upside-down tavern at that time, had always thought from the beginning that that mortal would never be able to do these things, but the result surprised him again and again!

After Chen Xuanying said the word "old" in his mouth, his momentum suddenly withered, and he no longer had the confidence of the sword god.

The injuries in the whole body were already supported by one breath, but now that this breath was removed, the injuries were no longer suppressed, and they suddenly broke out.

Chen Xuanying's face turned red, and a mouthful of blood suddenly gushed out of his throat, he forcibly suppressed the urge to spit out blood, and swallowed the blood in his mouth, but unexpectedly, blood poured out of his body one after another, and he couldn't swallow it at all, so he spurted out a mouthful of blood!

Everyone didn't know the danger of this battle, and they didn't know the situation of the two, it was obvious that Chen Xuanying was pressing the man in black all the way to fight, why was the man in black fine, but the sword god was spitting blood?

Chen Guangyi, who was watching the battle not far away, was also extremely puzzled.

If they knew that the Shadow had already broken Chen Xuanying's three forms just by virtue of a sword and without using supernatural powers, they would know who was superior and who was inferior.

The reason why there is this illusion that the shadow of the instrument falls into the downwind is because some supernatural powers are condensed but not emitted, gathered but not dispersed, although they do not unfold, and there is no great momentum, but they have a huge blessing on themselves.

This kind of supernatural power is a weapon held by the opponent with a huge bonus, so most of the magic powers used to use this kind of supernatural power are like mortals, and they need to fight hand-to-hand, and the monks of the current world are weak and weak, so there are very few such monks, but they are still occasionally seen.

No one present thought that this man in black had already blocked these three styles by relying only on one person and one sword, and the pouring of spiritual energy without any skills, and they all thought that the man in black had the ancient method and blessed the sword of the spirit god with his supernatural powers, so he fought with this old sword god without a win!

At the last moment, the aura of the old sword god's spiritual energy was still overwhelming, and the shadow of the instrument was like a flat boat in the stormy waves, which could be overwhelmed by the surging spiritual energy at any time.

In the next moment, the old sword god was already sluggish, spitting blood from his mouth, weak like a candle in the wind, and the lights would go out at any time.

Everyone present watched in the clouds, but the two people in the field knew this situation!

The life span of the Heavenly Realm is only a thousand years, Chen Xuanying was at the peak a hundred years ago, and now he is not as good as he was back then, and he breathed a sigh of strength and exerted the power of the peak, which has already injured the body.

That's why the shadow has this statement, if it continues, I am afraid that it will hurt Chen Xuanying's cultivation foundation, leaving hidden dangers, and his lifespan will be greatly reduced!

Just like the original summit evaluation, it is also guilty of the inevitable avoidance of most physical cultivation, self-sustaining the strength of the body, excessively squeezing the limits of the body, and disappearing after decades of peaking.

In the upside-down tavern, the cultivators looked at the old sword god who was spitting blood from his mouth, his momentum was sluggish, and his body was as stiff as that of an old man in the twilight, and he was a little related for a while.

It used to be a sword god who moved the world, and how many monks in the world yearned for it, and how many women never forgot it, such a heroic figure, but now he is like an old man in his last years...

How many monks regarded it as a lifelong pursuit, but now he was defeated, with disheveled hair and a rickety body, like a lonely, thin old man.

After all, these rivers and lakes are still these rivers and lakes, but the people in the rivers and lakes have grown old, and the era that belongs to them is gone forever......

Some of the older monks couldn't help but sigh: "We are still old after all, the era that belongs to us has passed, and the rivers and lakes that belong to us have also aged." ”

Not so with the younger monks, while others were excited by the men in black, excited to see the end of the old era and the beginning of the new one!

Some people see their future aging from the old sword god, who will time spare?

Chen Xuanying in the field didn't care about the opinions of the bystanders at all, nor did he care about the consequences of hurting the foundation, he frantically urged the spiritual energy to maintain the balance in his body, and he turned from an old man to a worldly sword immortal!

He muttered again: "The upside-down tavern has realized the Tao Xuan, and after more than a hundred years of enlightenment, it still can't break through the shackles of heaven and earth. ”