Xu Bansheng's knife was heavy, but his heart was very light.

So he took out the knife very quickly, so fast that he could barely see clearly, so fast that Jian Fengxue narrowed his eyes.

Like the yellow sand that has precipitated, as long as there is a place where the wind blows, it will turn into a mess, and Xu Bansheng's knife will bring up all the wild sand behind him.

Wild sand like waves.

The rolling wild sand gathered behind Xu Bansheng, like a mighty general on the battlefield wearing battle armor, and like a lonely knight hanging a robe.

In the face of this sword, Jian Fengxue slowly lifted the sky-shattering sword in front of him, and he pulled it out of the scabbard.

But his movements were too slow, Xu Bansheng's knife and wild sand had already come to the sword city, and the sword sealing snow's earth-shattering sword had only been drawn out of less than a third, and the opponent's sword had already arrived.

But Xu Bansheng suddenly stopped.

When Jian Fengxue drew his sword halfway, he stopped.

It's not that Xu Bansheng's subordinates are merciful, or he wants a fair and peaceful battle, he is happy, but not pedantic.

The reason why Xu Bansheng stopped was because he sensed a dangerous feeling, and the direct reaction of this feeling was that the knife he held very straight suddenly trembled slightly.

Xu Bansheng has held this knife for decades, and he has never wavered since his junior sister Jiang Linyun gave it to him.

But now, it faltered, not because Xu Bansheng was shaken, but because the knife instinctively sensed the threat of a strong enemy.

At such a close distance, it was obvious that there could only be one powerful enemy it felt, and that was the Heaven-shattering Sword that had not yet been completely unsheathed!

Xu Bansheng's sudden stop gave Jian Fengxue enough time to draw his sword out of the sheath, if such an opportunity was grasped well, Xu Bansheng's fast attack advantage would be completely disintegrated.

Jian Fengxue did not cherish this great opportunity to reverse the situation.

Or rather, he didn't care about such an opportunity.

The Heaven-shattering Sword was pulled out by a third, and the Sword Fengxue didn't seem to intend to pull it out, which made Xu Bansheng feel a little annoyed.

He didn't understand why Jian Fengxue was so confident, confident to the point of almost blindness, but he understood what he should do at this time, and he did exactly that.

The trembling knife was put away by Xu Bansheng, and his cherishing of this knife seemed to be greater than anything else.

Then a cloud of yellow sand began to gather under his right palm, which was the yellow sand that followed behind him, dragging a long sand path.

The yellow sand quickly took shape and turned into a brand-new sand blade, which was firmly held by Xu Bansheng, and with this grip, those yellow sand seemed to have found their master, and they jumped up all of a sudden, rushing over with joy, and converging with Xu Bansheng to make the strongest offensive.

Layer after layer, wave after wave, the ploughed sand turned into a golden sea of sand.

And at this moment, Sword City is like a lonely island in the sea of sand, and it may be in danger of being swallowed up at any time.

Jian Fengxue's thumb was on the edge of the sword, and the hilt of the sky-shattering sword was facing Xu Bansheng, and only one-third of the sword body came out, still making a "startled" sound.

Xu Bansheng's sword is very strong, and the knife that can dance the entire yellow sand is very strong, but Jian Fengxue is still very calm, only a little more respect and seriousness than when he fought with the rain and the wind, and only a little more.

His whole person is above the Sword City, he doesn't need to borrow any yellow sand to roll wildly, his sword momentum is there.

Where?

A city at the foot of the sword and snow.

The entire sword city is the sword momentum of the sword sealing the snow, and the faint outline that I saw in the fog before is a sword that goes straight to the sky, but no one has noticed the shape of this sword, which seems to be a bit similar to the sky-shattering sword!

In Xu Bansheng's opinion, although the sword Fengxue opposite him was still there, the momentum behind the whole person suddenly rose.

It seems to have merged with the Sword City, turning into a mighty god and demon giant sword, which may be pressed down at any time and crush everything.

The surrounding monks didn't dare to come out now, for fear that an accidental movement would make the other party notice his existence, and then destroy themselves casually.

Xu Bansheng and Jian Fengxue, these two people are terrifying.

They have too many similarities, like, both of them are crazy.

It's not a good thing to crazily accumulate your own momentum, especially when the other party has a potential that is not weaker than you.

At their feet, the earth began to crack like cobwebs, and at first a straight crack cut between the two of them, forming a huge ravine, and the yellow sand on both sides flowed into a waterfall, as if opening up a new canal.

And then in all directions.

The cracks tore the whole earth apart as if they didn't want money.

It's even more terrifying than the endless darkness, like watching an apocalyptic show, thrilling.

Just when the earth was about to completely collapse under the aura of the two of them, Xu Bansheng and Jian Fengxue made a move in unison, with a knife full of sand and a sword that tore the sky and the earth, and pushed in each other's direction.

All at once, it was about to break through the entire sky, and a rumbling thunder exploded in the air.

The knives and swords were in mid-air, and they hadn't touched yet, but in the center of them, an absolute forbidden area had appeared.

A tiny black dot suddenly appeared in the forbidden area, suddenly swelled and turned into a black ball.

Around it, there was a strong smell of destruction, and black filaments of qi dispersed from the edge of the black ball, burrowing into the cracked earth, and rising into the infinite blue sky of Lang Lang Wanli.

So the earth collapsed and the firmament shattered.

Thick black-purple lightning pierced the sky, and blood-red magma erupted from the cracks.

Everything was as if the world had come to an end, and the violent shaking of heaven and earth made the hearts of all the monks turbulent.

"It's terrifying, is this still the strength of the eighth realm? This has almost reached the legendary ninth realm, which can reverse the realm of heaven and earth, Xu Bansheng's sword, the sword of the sword sealing the snow, how can they be so strong!"

Almost all the monks had a sense of powerlessness in their hearts, and they could only be helpless in the face of such a great power of heaven and earth.

Nanaya closed his eyes, unlike the monks who watched the apocalyptic scene and were in turmoil, he was too familiar with such a situation, and he was also very emotional.

What the end of the world, what reversal, that is nonsense, the real root cause of these visions of heaven and earth is that Xu Bansheng and Jian Fengxue's cultivation is about to touch that layer of taboo, so it attracted heaven and earth.

They don't want to destroy themselves, it's not that they can't withstand such a terrifying threat, what they want is to destroy these two people who go against the way of heaven!

Arm-thick black and purple lightning slashed at Xu Bansheng's knife, and the blade that he had originally handed straight to the front was knocked to the side.

Streams of scorching and terrifying blood-red magma gushed out from under the Sword City, making Jian Fengxue have to give up his original immovable position, and also making his earth-shattering sword a little red from being burned by the magma.

The two of them invariably stopped, but in a different way.

Sword Sealing Snow was forced out of position by the ground gushing magma, but his earth-shattering sword did not, although it burned like a soldering iron, it still stabbed forward.

Xu Bansheng was slashed by the black and purple lightning on the blade, and the original knife momentum was forcibly twisted in one go, leaving a large blank in his defense.

His reaction was also very fast, but the sword light of the Heaven-shattering Sword was even faster than his reaction, Xu Bansheng forcibly gave up the sand blade in his hand, and the whole person turned into a piece of light and retreated.

People are retreating, shadows are retreating, sand is retreating, and once retreating, it is 800 miles.

But that sword light, no matter what, couldn't get rid of it, and it collided with Xu Bansheng's figure eight hundred miles away.

Everyone's eyes widened, wanting to see what happened to Xu Bansheng, whether he would be killed by this earth-shattering sword light, and whether there would be one less fierce opponent in the world who could fight with Jian Fengxue!

The smoke and dust dissipated, and Xu Bansheng stood in place, his head lowered.

Jian Fengxue's face showed a rare trace of disappointment, and he also hoped that Xu Bansheng would die and die under his earth-shattering sword.

Although he admired this opponent very much, he also had a deep fear in his heart while appreciating it, he knew that Xu Bansheng's means were not weak, and he thought that he was high enough to look up to him, but he didn't expect Xu Bansheng to surprise him.

Taking advantage of the momentum of the long wild sand to form an indomitable knife momentum, this is not something that ordinary people can do.

Moreover, it was obvious that the power of the Black Purple Heavenly Damnation Thunder was stronger than the scorching magma gushing out of the ground, which did not mean that the Heavenly Dao was helping him.

It was originally a stalemate situation, because of the participation of Heavenly Dao, Xu Bansheng fell into a disadvantage, but only Jian Fengxue knew why the Black and Purple Heavenly Punishment would choose Xu Bansheng instead of himself.

Because Xu Bansheng is stronger than him!

Before the injury, Xu Bansheng was stronger than Jian Fengxue!

The stronger the monk, the stronger the heavenly punishment will be, Jian Fengxue understands this truth, and many monks who have reached his realm understand it.

Under such circumstances, Xu Bansheng's knife deviated from its original position, allowing him to break the sand in one go, so that Jian Fengxue found an opportunity to make a move and did not hesitate to strike.

Everyone thought that the faint sword light was just his hasty blow, but in fact, it was almost his own full blow.

But he was still dodged by Xu Bansheng.

At least he's standing there now.

The hat on the top of Xu Bansheng's head broke a small opening, cracking from the center, as if he was opening a mouth to mock the world. It is small, but the incision is smooth and sharp.

Only the Heaven-shattering Sword that sealed the snow could cut such a sharp incision, and maybe a few more weapons could do it, but none of their owners were here.

Xu Bansheng silently touched the incision on the hat, and then raised his head.

His gaze was still as sharp as a knife, and the two sharp edges were cast in this direction, and the monk here felt a chill all over his body, as if he had been gently scraped by a knife.

"I lost. After Xu Bansheng said this, he turned around directly and threw himself back into the vast yellow sand, and his figure disappeared in a few breaths, which also made Jian Fengxue breathe a sigh of relief.

There are people outside the sky, and there are mountains outside the mountains, and his strength has skyrocketed, and he has almost forgotten such iron training.

Fortunately, in this world, there are not many people like Xu Bansheng, and it can even be said that they are very rare, even rarer than the main city of mankind.

Xu Bansheng didn't explain why he lost, and he didn't blame it on the head of heaven, if he lost, he lost, even if it was related to external factors, but he did lose, and he retreated eight hundred miles in front of his eyes, and a small hole was cut by the sky-shattering sword on his hat.

Qiye knew that Xu Bansheng didn't lose, but he didn't say anything, he knew that even if he said it, few people believed it.

Jian Fengxue returned to the position above Sword City, where he had been standing.

The aura of the Heaven-shattering Sword became more and more intense, as if waiting for its next opponent.