"Okay, I want to see what other moves you can make with this gentleman's sword, and use the sword in front of me, I don't know what to say. ”

Hearing Yingyi's confident words, An Lingxi didn't care and sneered.

With a cold snort, Ying Yi didn't pay attention to An Lingxi's words, but directly mobilized the power of the sword yuan in the gentleman's sword, the sword just now was just a temptation, and now this sword is a real sword in the sleeve.

I saw that the gentleman's sword in his sleeve was restrained, as silent as a glacier for thousands of years, and as cold as the cold iron of the deep sea, a silver light instantly came out of the sheath and cut through the sky, followed by a slightly white palm, and at the moment when the hand grasped the hilt of the sword, the speed of the sword suddenly doubled, which was already beyond the speed of sound.

In an instant, the three wins and two sides of the front and two sides of the word "product" stabbed towards An Lingxi at the same time, and it was impossible to distinguish which one was true and which one was false, until it was close to An Lingxi's body, and the three shadows merged at the same time, turning into a cold light.

When Ying Yi first came to Yanjing, Beishan Qi who escorted Ying Yi and the two Great Qi thorns had fought, and the rain sword in the rain of Beishan Qi came out first, which left a deep impression on Ying Yi, and after a long time of research and practice, Ying Yi combined with the sword in the sleeve evolved this type of "Instant Prison Shadow Kill".

The essence of this move is speed, within ten steps, Ying Yi can reach the limit of his speed with the help of the power of the Shadow Devouring Secret Technique, and the core meaning of the sword in the sleeve is also speed, so Ying Yi first threw the sword out, forming a shallow thinking in An Ling's brain, and then accelerated instantly, combined with the powerful impact and doubled the sword speed, hitting him with a reaction time difference.

The three figures are just afterimages left when the speed changes, only the front figure is the body, and it is difficult for anyone to reflect such a speed.

Sure enough, seeing Ying Yi's sudden increase in sword speed, A Lingxi's eyes flashed with a trace of shock, but after all, the realm was far beyond Ying Yi's, An Lingxi had already reacted when the tip of the sword was close to the center of the eyebrows, and saw a small fiery red sword blocking the center of the eyebrows, blocking the sword that Ying Yi was bound to win.

The speed of the Win Yi sword is fast, but this is a sword at the expense of strength, relying on the sharpness of the gentleman's sword, with the sharpness of the gentleman's sword, if it is pierced into the center of the eyebrows by the sword of Win Yi, An Lingxi will definitely die, but An Lingxi relies on his strong reaction ability to block the tip of the sword at the last time Two inches of the center of the eyebrows, and Win Yi can only be weak.

A fiery sword light flashed, Ying Yi snorted, and quickly retreated, his retreating body pulled out a string of bright red blood beads in mid-air, and it looked extremely bewitching under the sunlight projection.

Looking at the one-foot-long sword mark on Ying Yi's cheek, a trace of pity flashed in An Lingxi's eyes, and then said: "You are more and more surprising to me, I can see that your sword is a sword that goes sideways, pursuing absolute speed, if you can break through the Rongyuan Realm, I will definitely die just now, but unfortunately you are only in the lower realm." ”

Ying Yi frowned, and asked, "Your sword ......?"

An Lingxi could understand Ying Yi's doubts, and he didn't care and said: "I once got a inheritance, and I practiced "Dan Sword Dao", with Dan Dao Qi in my mouth, and the sword qi turned into Qingming, which is what I said about the characteristics of my exercises. ”

Speaking of this, Ying Yi obviously saw a trace of annoyance on An Lingxi's face, and was obviously a little dissatisfied with Qingyun Bang.

Then I saw An Lingxi open his palm, and a fire-colored pill appeared in the palm of An Lingxi's hand, and then the pill continued to stretch, turning into a fire-colored long sword, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a ball of air that was sucked into An Lingxi's abdomen.

"Dan Kendo, with people as furnaces, heaven and earth as carbon, raise a mouthful of pure yang Dan Qi, Dan Qi turns the sword, gathers and disperses the invisible, it is for Dan Kendo. ”

Ying Yi only now understood why just now, An Lingxi's sword would spit out of his mouth, An Lingxi's sword was not an entity, but a piece of Dan Qi, which was dispersed and invisible, so it could appear from anywhere, just like the natal flying sword of a cultivator in the Immortal Ancient Period, but it was more flexible than the take-off sword.

"Okay, I'll tell you so much, I just want to tell you that the dragon yuan in your hand is of great use to me, and my second Dan sword will fall into your hands, and now I will send you into the netherworld, there are many lonely souls on the Huangquan Road, I hope you won't be too lonely." ”

After An Lingxi finished speaking, a small fire jade sword instantly appeared on his chest, and then the vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth kept being sucked into the small sword, the fire jade small sword seemed to be a bottomless black hole, and the two strands of white hair in front of An Lingxi's forehead were blown close to his ears by the vitality.

After absorbing the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, the fire jade sword was like growing, and instantly became a three-foot long sword, but it was quickly compressed into a small sword, and after repeated seven times, the fire jade sword seemed to be unable to change anymore, and it remained like this, but the color became more translucent.

However, this Fire Jade Dan Sword obviously gave people a feeling of incompleteness, and it should be compressed nine times repeatedly before it could be formed into a perfect Dan Sword.

Just when the fire jade sword appeared, I saw Ying Yi holding the gentleman's sword across his chest, and a trace of guilt flashed in his eyes, and then it was immediately replaced by firmness.

Ying Yi held the sword with his backhand, and wiped his left hand on the blade, and then saw a trace of blood on the white jade sword body, and the essence blood in Ying Yi's body was devoured in large quantities, not only the essence blood, but also the life essence in Ying Yi's body was also swallowed by the Junzi Sword.

Ying Yi's face was instantly pale, without a trace of blood, even whiter than the last time he forcibly devoured the Seven Shadows, the whole person's breath instantly fell to the bottom, and the three thousand black hairs on his head instantly became dry and white, as if he had been drained of the remaining life in an instant, and the oil ran out, and the skin on his face was instantly rough, and the folds were extremely dazzling.

The Junzi Sword that devoured all the true qi and essence blood of Ying Yi has changed from white jade to blood jade, which is extremely demonic, and then Ying Yi gently patted it on the Junzi Sword three times, and saw that the entire sword body instantly turned into powder, but it did not dissipate, but in the blink of an eye, those blood-colored powder were reorganized in the void, and the stone sword as clear as a spar reappeared in place, without any edge, as if it was ground from a stone.

"Burial Sword!"

With Ying Yi shouting, the stone sword wantonly devoured the surrounding heaven and earth vitality, and at a speed visible to the naked eye, countless cracks cracked on the stone sheath, as if some flood beast was about to break free inside.

Winning Yi is not able to penetrate the lower realm, of course, it is impossible to use the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, so all the current visions are caused by the stone sword in the void.

Burial sword, what is burial sword, burn my life's blood, bury you in the moment.

The burial sword is a taboo article for raising swordsmanship, and it is also the last one, using the sword master's whole body essence blood to make a blood stone sheath for the sword, and burying the sword body into the sheath, which is an extremely tragic swordsmanship, that is, burying the sword, but also burying people, losing the essence and blood of the whole body, who can live.

The sword has no life, and the sword can be raised by raising a sword, or it can be killed, and this burial sword is the art of killing the sword.

Click......

The sound of a mirror cracking sounded, and I saw that the blood-colored stone sheath that was originally like a crystal cracked like a spider web, and a white sword shadow broke out of the seal, with a strong dead air, and it could be vaguely seen that the white sword shadow was the appearance of the gentleman's sword, and as soon as the sword shadow came out, it swallowed the blood-colored stone sheath around it, becoming more and more condensed, and burst towards the fire jade sword.

Bite!

With a soft sound, the tip of the white sword was in the middle of the fire jade sword, and a layer of invisible ripples spread out from the place where the two swords struck, and the bushes on the side were swept by the waves, the upper layer directly turned into powder, and the faults below were as smooth as a mirror, and even the lines in the bushes were clearly visible.

Just in the blink of an eye, the small fire jade sword began to turn gray from the tip of the sword, extended to the hilt, and turned into a stone sword, and then it seemed to remove all its strength, falling to the ground and falling into pieces;

The white sword shadow was castrated, piercing through An Lingxi's chest, bringing up a string of blood beads from his back, and finally turning into nothingness.

An Lingxi's face turned red in an instant, a large mouthful of essence blood spurted out, his face was like a layer of frost, extremely white, half of his body knelt on the ground, and his breath was even lower than that of ordinary people.

"Destroy your sword, if I don't die, I will find you to end the revenge of the sword. ”

As soon as Ying Yi's weak voice fell, he jumped off the cliff next to him in an instant, without the slightest hesitation, and the moment he jumped down, Ying Yi stuffed a bead into his mouth, which was the dragon yuan.

An Lingxi's face was gloomy, not only did he not grab Long Yuan, but even the penance of the Dan Sword was destroyed, his own vitality was greatly damaged, looking at the abyss with no bottom line, An Lingxi left with a gloomy face, leaving only two words that were cold into the bone marrow in the air, and he could vaguely hear the word "burial sword".