I don't want to admit it, Nanaya is very nervous now, because the Remnant Star Sword is in his hand and is clutched tightly.

Jian Fengxue is very strong, and now he can't defeat it, and once the plan is discovered, there is no way back. It didn't matter if he wielded the sword or not.

Just now with Jian Fengxue's attack and defense, Qiye has completely felt the gap between the two people, the first in the righteous path is not all waste, at least he is in his hands, less than three moves.

After less than three moves, it means that the sword seals the snow for seven nights, and it doesn't take three moves.

Ye Sansheng's Black Eagle Transformation Peng Knife left Jian Mantian's neck and let go of his control over her, he looked at the back in front of him as tall as in the past, and he couldn't say a lot of words.

Back then, in order to catch up with him and Duanmu Qiu, Ye Sansheng chose to leave home to break out of the world, and finally met again on such an occasion.

Ye Hongfeng arched his hand towards Qiye, he knew that he couldn't promise anything, and even if it wasn't for Ye Sansheng's relationship, maybe the other party wouldn't have risked it alone to save them.

The Ye family members were loosened one by one, and no one stopped them from leaving.

Collusion with demon cultivators, even the main lord has appeared, and those monks who are implicated know that no matter how much they do, what's the use.

Jian Mantian looked at Qiye beside him, looking at his right hand that began to tremble slightly due to excessive force, there was a kind of resonance of the sadness of a rabbit and a fox.

It turned out that he was also afraid of the sword sealing the snow, and even the Demon Lord Qiye was afraid of his father, yes, he had a terrifying eightfold and even higher cultivation, in the entire righteous path, except for the missing gentleman style, who else could compare.

Who, not afraid of the sword to seal the snow!

Jian Mantian is also afraid, but she is even more afraid that Jian Fengxue will be disappointed in herself, just like he is disappointed in Jianchen, everything today is something she has won with great difficulty, and she doesn't want to lose it so easily.

The sword's silky wrist flipped over, and a palm with the wind struck at Qiye's shoulder.

She wants to take action before the sword seals the snow, because today's demon suppression conference is still her own responsibility, and she needs to take responsibility for all the problems that arise at the meeting.

Qiye sighed softly, and the sword shot in the sky was expected by him, which was equivalent to forcing him, because there was no turning back when he opened the bow.

In this case, let's let this arrow fly longer, it can be regarded as a way for them to escape, drag it for a longer time, and it will not be in vain for their efforts.

Leaning his body, he has eyes behind his back, and the seven nights let this inevitable palm pass.

His feet pressed on the ground, and the strength of the entire area was condensed on that step, and the ground was trampled into a depression, and the whole person of Qiye was like a streamer, and he went out to sea as a flying dragon.

Directly erupted into an ice flame, and two huge ice flake wings stretched out behind Qiye, each of which was three zhang long, covering the sky above.

As soon as the ice wings vibrate, it was the speed of lightning and flint, the lightning and thunder shuttling through the sky, and the figure of Qiye began to blur, and it was extremely fast.

The Remnant Star Sword was grasped by him in his right hand, and with the burning ice flames, Qiye was like a demon god from outside the sky, stepping on the wind and rain of the nine stars.

In the entire ring area, all the mud puddles soaked by the rain began to ripple, like the sound of a drumming drum being beaten, composing a magnificent battle song.

When the ripples in the mud began to join together, their direction became clear, like a newly built sword, and the long sword pointed straight at the sword to seal the snow.

Jian Fengxue felt the oncoming wind, his earth-shattering sword was swinging forward, he admired the momentum created by Qiye under such an absolute disadvantage, and even the sword momentum was fused into it, becoming a new sword intent.

Holding down the Heaven-shattering Sword with his thumb, the momentum of Jian Fengxue's whole person began to rise, and the vague sword momentum that converged unfolded in front of everyone.

In the rain puddle, everyone was shocked, they didn't understand why Qiye, who had been repelled by a move just now, why did he do it now, he couldn't have any more chances.

The realm level of Sword Sealing Snow had already surpassed the ordinary and entered the realm of the peak of the Great Sword Immortal.

If you want to put a name on the two realms of righteousness and demons, there will definitely be a place for Sword Sealing Snow in front of you.

Qiye is the best sword cultivator of the young generation, after he broke through to the Ascending Immortal Realm, he fought with Jian Fengxue without a big defeat, it is indeed shocking to say it, but the distance from the Great Sword Immortal is like a sea of stars and a quagmire.

Many people are optimistic that after this battle, Seven Nights will even have a chance to break through the ninth level of the impossible magic trick, the legendary supreme realm. But that must be decades or even centuries from now.

Now Qiye is in front of Jian Fengxue, and he can only be a junior who bows down and is taught.

Knowing the gap between each other, he even fought once, but he still had to shoot at Jian Fengxue?

"It's a pity. ”

Jian Fengxue said indifferently, looking a little regretful. Because among the people who have the best chance to set foot in their current realm, one of them will die after today, and there will be no more chance.

"It's a pity. The sword sighed.

She didn't want Qiye to die, so she made the first move, ready to kill two birds with one stone, but Qiye didn't accept her kindness. Even, because Qiye took the initiative to attack Jian Fengxue, she might be blamed by Jian Fengxue after the Demon Suppression Conference, so she felt a pity.

Gu Xihan looked at that figure and didn't say anything, the Gu family had already watched him firmly to prevent him from doing anything rash impulsively. Only he himself knew that after the three swords he had made before, he could no longer use the sword to seal the snow. Not only was his right arm broken, but also because of the huge frustration that Jian Fengxue brought him.

In order to accomplish certain things and complete their life experience, to give up their lives for this purpose and march to places that cannot be challenged, it is not too difficult for a sword cultivator like them to understand and unacceptable.

It's just that a person who has experienced death once, if he wants to experience it again, I'm afraid he won't be as calm as ever, and he will see death as home.

As soon as he thought of this, he suddenly had a lot of admiration, thinking to himself that it was no wonder that the Seven Nights Demon Lord was still not forgotten even after he had deviated from the righteous path; no wonder he and Yun Qianlie joined forces and couldn't take advantage of the Seven Nights; no wonder Jian Fengxue wanted to kill such a person!

The person who also looked at Qiye was Yun Qianlie, he didn't speak, he didn't think too much, but subconsciously gave birth to endless admiration. He felt that Seven Nights was chic, and he didn't know why...... He felt that this was the sword cultivation that was pleasing to his heart.

Then he figured it out, it was because Qiye was really not afraid, his Shun Xin sword intent had gone beyond the scope of fear, no matter how nervous and restless he was, his courage and hand to take out the sword would not stagnate.

At this moment, the Sky Shattering Sword and the Remnant Star Sword made a soft humming sound at the same time, like two starlights in the night sky.

Jian Fengxue held the sword, his steps took a step forward, and as his footsteps rose and fell, the fallen leaves in the rain were suddenly shaken, and the water droplets were blown by the cold wind and fluttered everywhere, with the fluttering of these wet leaves, there was a majestic sword qi, enveloping the ring.

There were several muffled snorts and cries of pain in the crowd, and the wet leaves that had been whipped up by the vigor were like arrows, cutting several monks, and the people came to their senses, and realized how terrible the next battle was, and they all avoided farther away.

The figure that fell in the seven nights, at the front, faced the wind and rain.

A muffled thunder sounded in front of Qiye, the wind was fierce, and the wet leaves were still fluttering in the wind.

Jian Fengxue slowly took another step forward, his robe fluttering in the wind.

Nanaya's face turned pale for a few minutes.

His remnant sword was crushing with unimaginable force. In the air in front of him, wet leaves flew wildly, and hundreds of traces kept appearing before disappearing. Those traces were the collision between the sword sealing snow aura and his sword intent.

Jian Fengxue only took two steps forward, but when he walked slowly like this, he had to be polite.

Between him and Jian Fengxue, the gap in the strength realm is too obvious.

The momentum of the sword sealing snow was not fully released, so the chaotic leaves on the ring were scattered, and even the stone wall at the edge of the Demon Suppression Conference was cut by the fluttering wet leaves with countless deep traces.

Nanaya's hand holding the hilt of the sword trembled slightly, and his knuckles turned a little white.

His clothes had long been soaked through, and countless rains were dripping, and I don't know how much of it was sweat and blood.

He couldn't be the opponent of Sword Sealing Snow, but he still didn't have the intention of turning around and running away, he didn't retreat a step, and the Remnant Star Sword was still horizontal in front of his chest, like a bank like a mountain.

No matter how violent the wind and rain are, the embankment still does not collapse, and the mountain is still in front of you, straight and unparalleled.

Looking at the sword that was washed by the mountain rain and getting colder, feeling the unyielding and unimaginable power coming from the sword intent, Jian Fengxue raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling a little surprised.

This time the sword was more ordinary than before, but it was even stronger than expected.

With a sword light, the Heaven-shattering Sword avoided the sword momentum of the Remnant Star Sword and landed on the long sword. An unimaginable number of immortal yuan, all of them fell at the same time as this fallen leaf. A mountain fell on the Sword of the Remnant Star.

Qiye's face was snow-white, blood spilled from the corners of his lips, and the injuries that were pressed down were ready to move.

With a loud snort, several tears appeared in Qiye's clothes, and the robe, which had been scattered by a sword, was even more tattered.

There were still flaws in his sword intent, especially in the eyes of a great sword immortal like Jian Fengxue, his eyes pierced through all defenses.

His strongest sword was broken again. What to do?

He took a sudden step forward. Then he sank his waist, bent his knees, and turned his wrists. He changed the Remnant Star Sword to his left hand, and then the sword light of the Heaven-Shattering Sword was no longer blocked, breaking through the air, and only two soft sounds were heard.

With a bang, it was the inch of Qiye's waist that was crushed by the earth-shattering sword qi.

With a bang, it was Jian Fengxue's left body that was broken through by the remnant star.

Exchanging injuries for defense, this is meaningless to Jian Fengxue, because in the next moment, his earth-shattering sword will be slashed by Qiye, and the remnant star sword is still a long way away from injuring himself.

Nanaya closed his eyes, and when he heard those two sounds, especially the second one, he closed his eyes.

The rest can be done without having to look at it. Even because it was so tragic, he closed his eyes and didn't want to look at it.

In the body, the Immortal Yuan Lifesource that had been reshaped suddenly boiled, and all the Immortal Yuan True Yuan was boiling and burning at the same time at this moment. The great rivers are burning, the hollow valleys and springs are burning, and the streams, lakes and seas are burning......

Jian Fengxue was shocked, the shocking sword in his hand trembled, and for the first time in his heart, there was a chill in his heart, from the seven nights.

A sword cultivator who ascends to the immortal realm, burns all the true yuan immortal yuan in the body, that is the real jade is burned, and all the cultivation is exhausted, that is desperate.

Desperately, just for the sake of life.

The brilliance that bloomed on Nanaya's body was so dazzling that people closed their eyes.

Jian Fengxue also closed his eyes, he withdrew the Heaven-shattering Sword in front of him, Qiye spontaneously combusted the True Yuan Immortal Yuan, even if he didn't kill him, there was no longer a threat.

Even if they closed their eyes, the terrifying light still stinged people's eyes, making everyone's hearts tremble, and making the heavens and the earth return to chaos.

It wasn't until the loud bang was over and everyone regained their hearing and sight that they saw that the original Demon Slaying Conference ring had disappeared, leaving behind a huge hole, and Jian Fengxue and Qiye were gone.

At this moment, another voice sounded in the sky, it seemed to be an eternal and distant magic sound, with an endless sea of blood and dry bones, and the timing was just right.

"The Sword Saint Sect dared to kill the son of the Demon Emperor, and now I, the Demon Master Yi Xiang, led the First Demon Domain to unite many Demon Domains and officially declare war on the Right Path!"