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The remnant star sword is as black as ink, if Yun Qianlie's sword fire phoenix mountain just now is the star shining in the sky, then the sword of the seven nights is the darkness that engulfs the endless stars.

There is no sword light, there is no glorious light shining through the clouds, even the most basic luster has been removed, and it is so ordinary that it can't be more ordinary.

is such an ordinary sword, but many onlookers feel that their eyes are sore, it is the sword intent on the sword, the existence of transcendence of momentum, too compelling.

Jian Fengxue's eyes narrowed, he didn't expect that Qiye's sword would be like this, his sword was not like a gentleman's style at all.

Without the graceful swaying of a gentleman's style, without the light wind of a gentleman's wind, Qiye is like a childish who is willing to be ordinary, swinging the wooden sword in his hand, just replacing the wooden sword with a divine soldier, that's all.

A simple sword, a simple person, but also a power that is not simple.

The silk rain in the sky fell sharply, like snow like silk, and a long sword that swept away the black light pierced straight towards the sword to seal the snow.

Only Qiye knew what was contained in his sword: the Nine Returns Cold Tide Technique, the Flame of Fire, the Evil Dragon's Might, and the Wind and Rain.

Faced with such a move, Jian Fengxue erected the Heaven-Shattering Sword in front of him along with the scabbard. As soon as he finished the motion, the black lightning bolt reached his chest.

"Boom!"

A wave of air poured out of the ring, and the wind that accompanied the torrential rain seemed to be even more violent, causing many people to close their eyes tightly.

Someone screamed in pain, and the rain that was shot out by the air waves was as strong as a sharp sword, and the light was tattered clothes, and the heavy was vomiting blood and being injured.

Everyone stepped back a farther distance, leaving an empty area around Sword Seal Snow and Seven Nights.

It can't be said to be empty, and there are strong winds and rain pouring down in the meantime.

It was only at this time that they realized how powerful the Demon Lord Qiye really was, and when had his cultivation come to this point, and he could make a move with Jian Fengxue.

Because the other party is Sword Sealing Snow, because he is the sect master of the Sword Saint Sect, he can reflect the strength of Qiye.

The earth-shattering sword in front of the sword sealing snow has never been unsheathed, like a majestic sacred mountain in the heavens. The remnant star sword that poked out of the seven nights was difficult to move an inch, even if it was a terrifying black evil dragon, it could not break through the giant mountain in front of it.

Jian Fengxue's thumb lightly buckled on the bulge at the end of the hilt and lifted it slightly upward.

Suddenly a dark cloud was torn across the sky, like fragile cotton wool, revealing a deeper infinite blue. At the same time, the pouring rain curtain above the sword sealing snow was forced out of a vacuum by the sword intent, which was the shape of the sword.

The earth-shattering sword is out of the sheath, and the heavens and the earth are shocked!

Just a section of the sword body was exposed, and the light was as dazzling as a sun, not the kind of blazing sun of the Fire Phoenix Mountain, but the bright and white sun.

At the same time as he saw Jian Fengxue's thumb move slightly, Qiye's figure began to fade in front of him, and he retreated to the same place in a hazy way, and at the same time swung three swords in a row in front of him.

These three swords are the three strongest swords he has learned, which are the sword split, sword slash, and sword collapse in the Sword Fourteen Style.

If he was given the opportunity to learn the complete Sword Fourteen Style, Qiye would be confident that he would be able to block the sword qi that revealed half a point, but only three moves would not be enough.

Seven nights staggered, and at the moment when his body was not yet steady, he took a few steps back, revealing from the haze, and stepped on several pieces of masonry under his feet.

"Boom!" A miserable white lightning illuminated everyone's eyes, and also illuminated the blood stains on the corner of Qiye's mouth, as well as his pale face, the remnant star was grasped in his hand, very steady, but the palm was a little sticky.

Qiye was silent, he knew the gap between himself and the eightfold magic technique, he had already learned it when the Qingwei faction and Xie Ziqing had made a move.

It's just that the sword sealing snow is stronger, stronger than Xie Ziqing, who was taken away, so even if the sky-shattering sword was only half a point out of the sheath, he was already injured.

No one thinks that Qiye is weak, it's just that Jian Fengxue is stronger, he is still young, if he is given a longer time, his achievements will far exceed the current Jianfeng Xue.

Everyone believed this, but no one thought that the Demon Lord Seven Nights would survive today.

Jian Fengxue indifferently looked at the seven nights who were defeated and retreated with one move, and he was not satisfied with schadenfreude, his original intention was to kill the enemy with one move, not to defeat the enemy with one move.

"You really surprised me today, the Sword Fourteen Style has never appeared since the rebellion of the Sword Immortal Palace. And, I understand gentlemanliness. Sword Feng Xue's thumb supported a piece of light that revealed a sky-shattering sword, illuminating his deep eyes.

The light gradually faded, but the formed vacuum area sword shape was still shrouded high above the sword sealing snow.

Junzi Feng will not go against his principles and teach the second person the fourteenth style of the sword, so Qiye can use these three moves, which is enough to surprise Jian Fengxue.

Qiye was silent, he silently wiped the blood stains on the corners of his mouth with his cuffs, and blurred a gorgeous red plum on his white robe.

"You seem to know a lot?" the tone was a little frivolous, and Nanaya stuck the remnant star on the ground, relieving his palm that had become stiff due to the collision, and by the way, wiped off the sticky texture that had cracked on his palm.

The hand holding the sword must not only be steady, but also maintain the best condition, and in this regard, he and Gu Xihan's paranoid perfection requirements are similar.

This is not the first time he has expressed interest in Jian Fengxue's words, because he is indeed interested. At that time, he was just an ignorant child, and he knew nothing about the things of that year, which hindered his pursuit of the truth.

Thinking of this, Qiye sighed, he knew that Jian Fengxue would not tell him, so he was a little regretful.

"What? ready to give up?" Jian Fengxue lowered the sky-shattering sword erected on his chest to the right side of his body, and the left half of his body trembled slightly, but this level of tremor couldn't even be noticed by himself, but the powerful perception made him understand.

Jian Fengxue's right hand was glowing with an unhealthy green, as if covered with a thick layer of green oil, and his left hand was pitch black, especially the fingertips.

Gu Xihan and Yun Qianlie's previous shots were not without achievements, Qiye said such things at the beginning of the sword, in his heart.

A sword cultivator has to maintain the best state of sword play, and the current state of Jian Fengxue is obviously not perfect, whether it is his left and right hands, or the left half of his body trembling slightly.

Everyone had forgotten one of the advantages of the Seven Nights, not his Nine Returns Cold Tide Technique, nor his Sword Fourteen Style, but his understanding.

This kind of understanding is even more obvious in finding the enemy's weaknesses.

Gu Xihan and Yun Qianlie shot one after another, and Jian Fengxue's reaction with his left and right hands was like a clear image replaying in Qiye's mind, allowing him to find a flaw that was not a flaw.

Sword Feng Xue's left hand is not as strong as his right hand, so the degree of burn caused by Yun Qianlie's Qianlie Sword is also more severe than that of Biyun Sword.

So the sword that was shot just now in Qiye was a straight sword with a horizontal and a vertical on the surface, but in fact, it was slightly deflected on the left side.

This was the reason why the left half of Jian Fengxue's body trembled slightly, not because of the wind, rain and mountain cold that were getting worse.

But what's the use of that?

Just to make Jian Fengxue tremble slightly, the sky-shattering sword in his hand is still invincible, and he was injured before he even got out of the sheath, and the two of them were not at the same level at all.

"I told you that I wouldn't die because of the secrets you knew but wouldn't tell me. Qiye let out a breath in the palm of his hand, warmed the palm that had become cold due to excessive blood loss, and activated the blood veins. "Why don't you tell me everything I want to know, and I'll die. ”

His tone was frivolous, making Jian Fengxue's brows furrow, and his two eyebrows were furrowed like lying silkworms, he didn't understand why Qiye was still so calm.

He has already shown the power of the earth-shattering sword, and Jian Fengxue is confident that the other party has no hole cards that he no longer knows, and the sword just now is very strong, but it is not enough to be able to hurt a big sword immortal.

What is it that makes Seven Nights so calm, could it be that he has any other plans?

"You're not afraid?" Jian Fengxue asked.

You are not afraid to ask how arrogant this is, if it is an ordinary person, after seeing the sword of the seven nights, you will scold the person who dares to say such a thing.

But the speaker is Jian Fengxue, he just blocked the sword that makes people's eyes sour, a sword that Haoguang has taken away. Not only that, but he also injured the other party with a half-unsheathed earth-shattering sword.

So he has the qualifications to ask.

The wind and rain between heaven and earth are constantly drifting, and it has gone from morning to dusk, which seems to have changed little from the dim sky that has been obscured by clouds.

It's just that the mountain is too cold, especially in the evening of the twilight, and even the monks feel very cold in this atmosphere.

Then they saw that the bright glow that bloomed at the feet of the Seven Nights, bloomed under the sword of the Remnant Star Sword, the long-awaited and long-awaited Bright Glow, the rumored Demon Lord Seven Nights was the best at it, the one that no one could practice, the Nine Returns Cold Wave Technique!

There are nine returns, wind and rain are difficult to stop, a cold wave, and the world changes color.

The cold wave is rising!

An ice flower bloomed under the Remnant Star Sword, followed by one after another, and when the ice flower joined together under his feet, it became a tide.

The supreme coldness rose from under a pitch-black long sword, as if it had become a terrifying aura surging in Senluo's purgatory. The white sleeves of the white coat rippled in the breeze, and inside was the abundant True Yuan operation of the seven nights.

"Zheng!"

The sky-shattering sword was unsheathed again, and Jian Fengxue suddenly felt a little funny because of his title.

A sword shocking, a move to seal the snow, a shocking sword sword to seal the snow, a move to seal the snow, isn't this the best description of the present?

Nine return to the cold wave, the cold wave is like ice and snow, no matter how strong you are, I will seal the snow by myself.

Jian Fengxue's smile didn't rise, he was just about to smile, but he soon showed an angry face, and the hidden earth-shattering sword completely fell off from the scabbard, bursting out with ten thousand zhang sword light, and an angry scolding: "Bastard!"

Splitting the cold tide and sealing the ice and snow, Qiye's figure disappeared, and his sword pointed elsewhere, where were the people of the Ye family who were escorted out.

It turned out that Qiye had never forgotten the purpose of his trip, even when it was a matter of life and death after being discovered by Jian Fengxue.

The earth-shattering sword of the sword sealed the snow came first, and the sword light was mixed with the anger of the sword sealing snow, this was his angry blow, and he was angry that someone dared to think about other thoughts in the duel with himself.

The sky of the Demon Slaying Conference seemed to have been cut open as the heaven-shattering sword was completely unsheathed, and a faint blue sky appeared.

There was a loud bang.

White clothes fluttered in the air, and blood fell on it.

Qiye flew backwards, spurting blood all the way, and smashed heavily on the guillotine, and behind him was the Ye family captive who was escorted up.

The sword sealed the snow and shook the sky, and the sword rose again, and he decided to kill this person regardless of the identity of the grandmaster, and the thunder that broke through the wind and rain sounded, and a voice came from the high pavilion: "Stop!"