Yun Qianlie's sword stopped an inch in front of Jian Fengxue's body, the flames on its body were still burning, and the fierce aura on its body had not yet dissipated.

Thousands of sparks were splashing in all directions, the sun in the sky was again obscured by dark clouds, and the rain was too long.

so long that even the flames will be extinguished.

Underneath him, behind him, is the land that has been ploughed countless times, and the dense messy lines on the ground, like countless messy feathers behind the tail, and in front of him is a phoenix born from the fire.

Now, this fire phoenix was strangled by the neck with his hand, firmly stuck an inch in front of him, unable to move.

Jian Fengxue used his left hand, his right hand was behind his back, his earth-shattering sword was in front of him, his left hand was slightly clawed, and there was a flame in the palm of his hand.

It was not an ordinary flame, it was the tip of the Qianlie Sword, a sword that Yun Qianlie used with all his strength, as if the first piece of light appeared after the firewood was ignited, mixed with green smoke.

The Thousand Flame Sword was spinning, the controlled fire was spinning, it was obviously unwilling to be subdued like this, and everyone saw the leap of the point of light.

Jian Fengxue's left hand was only gathered into a claw, but it became an unbreakable cage.

Yun Qianlie's hand holding the sword was trembling, trembling violently, he knew that Jian Fengxue's mood would not be as good as ever, and he knew that he would not get the same preferential treatment and buffer as before after Gu Xihan was defeated, but he still got it.

Because he said something he wanted to try.

Try, just try, try how wonderful the swordsmanship is, try your own sword and sword sealing snow, how big is the difference.

Yun Qianlie's mind is very simple, his temperament and his fierceness are destined to be the kind of person who can hide things, so he can't hide his power.

The move of opening and closing, when facing the two great sword immortals who have cultivated into a gap, is like a huge gap beyond their strength. Gu Xihan's strange sword arc, the sword sealing snow may also have to consider its landing point, but it is not used for Yun Qianlie.

So just one stretch out your hand, and the battle seemed to be over.

Yun Qianlie was obviously not prepared to end it in a hurry like this.

It still takes time for the fire phoenix to spread its wings, and it has only been a few breaths since the Thousand Fierce Sword was swung out, and it is not the style of the Yun family's sons to give up so lightly, nor is it worthy of a fierce word of the Thousand Fierce Sword.

Suddenly, beside Jian Fengxue and Yun Qianlie, those sparks scattered in the air seemed to have received some inexplicable suction, and they all converged behind Yun Qianlie, gradually forming two blurred wings.

The sky was getting darker, and the sky was so cloudy that no stars could be seen, but at this moment, around Yun Qianlie, the dotted flames became the new Milky Way.

Mars is rotating into stars, and the stars converge into the Milky Way, draped behind Yun Qianlie, and become a burning robe, which is the pride of the fire phoenix.

The temperature around it was even higher, and even the rain turned into white gas before it fell into it, and a trace of white gas hung behind the faint wings of fire.

Yun Qianlie's whole body was flushed, like a burnt iron, and the Qianlie Sword in his hand was even more brilliant, like the two eyes of a fire phoenix burning with endless flames.

Everyone was stunned, looking at the scene in front of them and not speaking, only those people of the Yun family who were still angrily scolding opened their mouths wider.

They understood what move Yun Qianlie was using now, and only a few Yun family geniuses had practiced it so far, the most famous move in the Burning Mountain Sword Technique, the Fire Phoenix Burning Mountain.

Now Yun Qianlie, in their eyes, is a proud fire phoenix, its feet on the ground, so the ground cracks countless cracks like spider webs, its tail feathers flutter with the wind, all the rain stained into mist, its eyes are a sharp sword, is a blow of the fire phoenix, earth-shattering.

The sky-shattering sword inserted in the center of the ring let out a slight tremble, and it felt a provocation of sword intent.

In the field, a volcano that had been buried for countless years finally erupted into a terrifying heat wave at this moment, instantly drying up the surrounding rainwater, and suddenly it was extremely hot.

Streams of fire were striking the palms of their hands, drifting in front of everyone's eyes, and it seemed to have become the only color, the wings of the fire phoenix spreading on the top of the fiery mountain.

Jian Fengxue felt the temperature of his palm, the impact of sword light and fire in his palm, and the flowing fire that gathered behind Yun Qianlie after being defeated, for some reason his heart was hot.

The ring became brighter, as if the scattered starlight and fire merged into one place, becoming a round of sun.

There was the chirping of a fire phoenix in the field, and the sun was so dazzling that he didn't even see the picture inside for seven nights.

I don't know how long it took, but the wind and rain that had been steamed dry in the ring continued to fall, and the brightness gradually faded.

Yun Qianlie held the Qianlie Sword in his hand and slowly withdrew it, as if he had withdrawn the torch that was burning in the sky.

The left hand of the sword sealing snow is no longer the original color, even the deep cold of the mountain rain cannot wash away the scorched color of his hand, and the position of the five fingertips is the most pitch black, which is a sign of burns.

"You've hurt me, it's good. Jian Fengxue frowned slightly, he also felt a little incredible, he was actually injured by a magic trick sixfold.

Even if it was only a small injury, like Gu Xihan, Yun Qianlie also left traces of existence on his hands, and he proved himself with a move Fire Phoenix Burning Mountain.

Yun Qianlie was silent, he changed the Qianlie Sword from his right hand to his left hand, and the action of receiving the sword with his left hand proved that he was more seriously injured. The Fire Phoenix Burning Mountain was originally a move that hurt both in one move, and the sparks that broke and rushed hurt not only the sword sealing snow.

"Thank you Sword Sect Master for your mercy. Yun Qianlie thanked.

He is a real person, it is one thing to help Qiye, and it is another thing to accept the love of the sword and the snow.

Just now, if Jian Feng Xue poked more on the Qianlie Sword, the meridians of his arm would be burned by the backlash, and it would be a nightmare for sword cultivation.

In order to express their apologies, and at the same time, in order to prove their kendo, Gu Xihan and Yun Qianlie helped Qiye fight twice, wanting to let Jian Fengxue come out of the sword. But unfortunately, they tried their best and did not succeed.

Jian Fengxue no longer looked at the two righteous path sword cultivators who were not bad, his eyes focused on the center, where there was a sword cultivator with a calm face.

"When do you have to wait, even two sword cultivators who are even lower than your cultivation have already made a move. Is your pleasure cringe?"

"It was an interesting day. Qiye faced Jian Fengxue's ridicule and replied with a word that did not make sense.

Jian Fengxue pulled the earth-shattering sword out of the ring, and he stood there casually like this, turning into a huge mountain that no one could shake. His gaze was level, there was no arrogance and contempt in Xiao Penglai, and there was no other emotion.

Jian Fengxue is also a sword cultivator, and he wants to use the most perfect posture to tell the world what is sword cultivation and what is the sword cultivation of the Sword Saint Sect.

That is just the past tense, the current era, the era of the Sword Saint Sect, a new era.

Gu Xihan and Yun Qianlie were surprised, they didn't care about the pain in their arms, they were just shocked by the move of Jian Fengxue to pull out the sky-shattering sword.

No matter how hard they tried just now, they couldn't do it, why was Jian Fengxue ready to attack the heaven-shattering sword when they were about to make a move in the seventh night?

The two of them couldn't figure it out, but Qiye knew very well in his heart that this was Jian Fengxue who was going to kill someone. He wants to kill people and establish power, and he wants to kill the people of the Sword Immortal Hall to justify the name of the Sword Saint Sect, so he uses a sword, and the sword is formal enough.

and Gu Xihan and Yun Qianlie are just petty fights, in the end, the forces behind them, as well as themselves, are all what Jian Fengxue wants.

He has to behave both softly and unfathomably, which is the means that a righteous giant should have.

Now it's different, the other party is a disciple of the Sword Immortal Palace, a personal inheritance of Junzifeng, or a demon cultivator, and there is no need to keep Jian Fengxue.

The pale cyan chopping flag in the ring, trembling violently, like a little beating red, as if it was the last heartbeat of the seven nights, a little nervous, bright red in the dim rainy night sky.

As long as the blood is still hot, he can still produce a sword, and the pressure on him from Jian Fengxue with the earth-shattering sword is not as great as imagined.

At least, Gu Xihan and Yun Qianlie made two moves, and if he tried it twice, it was very important.

"What did you just say, the disappearance of the gentleman's wind and the compromise of the Demon Emperor Haocang, what will you encounter after the eightfold peak of the magic technique, what do you mean?" Qiye pulled out the remnant star sword, this long sword has a pitch black deeper than the sky, representing the darkness of the endless nine shadows.

He spoke, casually, in a calm tone as if he were gossiping, when in fact, Seven Nights was gossiping.

Jian Fengxue raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect that after he picked up the Heaven-shattering Sword, Qiye would be able to maintain such a calm state of mind, which made him appreciate and want to kill him even more, because he was a disciple of the Sword Immortal Palace.

Jian Feng Xue rubbed the earth-shattering sword in his hand, this spiritual treasure that had accompanied him for an unknown number of years, he was as familiar as a part of his body.

"I thought you wouldn't care about these things, even if they were all nonsense. ”

Seven nights struck the hilt of the remnant star's sword, and this sense of rhythm could give him more inspiration, and perhaps one of them was the key to defeating the enemy. As he tapped, he raised his head and said, "Junzi Feng and Haocang are human beings, so this is not your nonsense." ”

Jian Fengxue's movements paused slightly, and after a moment of silence, he said, "If you have a life to live." ”

If you have a life, you will know the secret behind this. Jian Fengxue's words were not fully stated, but Qiye already understood.

Speaking of which, the atmosphere is a little sour, perhaps because this rainy weather is not suitable for conversation at all, and even the topic will become moldy.

Nanaya shook his head and said, "I will definitely live, because there are too many things that have not been solved yet, and they need me." ”

Seven Nights' words are very plain, and there is no falsehood. Because this is an objective fact, including the disappearance of Junzi Feng, helping Feng Xiaozao solve the problem of succubi, and the purpose of Haocang's departure, he has to figure out these things, and they need to be relative.

But only plain, so confident.

Jian Fengxue was silent again, took his palm away from the scabbard of the Heaven-shattering Sword, put it on the hilt, and said with some interest: "You are too confident, this is a very shameful thing for me, you can't live." ”

If you don't speculate, you will have more than half a sentence. Two people who are in the same position can expect a few sentences, and even Qiye began to admire himself.

Exhaling deeply, the Remnant Star Sword was placed in the most correct position, and Qiye knew that after his sword was struck, everything would be different.

The sword rises, and the spring breeze is cold.