At this moment, in the entire Hongqiao Square, everyone looked up at the two warring sides in the void.

At this moment, the ground was eclipsed, and the whole void seemed to be only a little bit of bright coldness.

Zhao Lun looked at the sword stabbed by Wu Cao, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked to reveal a smile.

He raised his hand and pointed to a certain position in the void, and said with a smile, "If you guessed correctly, this sword is here!"

At the same time as the words fell, Zhao Lun pointed at the point in the void, and it really collided with the Fulong Sword in Wu Cao's hand.

"Ding!"

With a crisp sound.

The sword points to the center of the collision, and the terrifying storm sweeps over the agitated (dàng).

Wu Cao silently retreated to distance himself, while Zhao Lun had a calm face.

Wu Cao stood in the void, staring at Zhao Lunfeng's eyes full of solemnity.

Zhao Lun smiled and said, "Senior Sister Martial Arts, I have already passed, you are what I taught! So you can never be my opponent! Because I know all your methods very well!"

Wu Cao raised the Fulong Sword in his hand again: "You are indeed Zongzhi, a rare genius in the world, but it is a pity that you betrayed the Sword Sect, death is your only destination!"

Zhao Lun shook his head lightly: "Senior Sister Wu, I really don't know where you got your confidence from!"

Wu Cao raised the Fulong Sword in his hand, and the powerful cultivation was fierce (dàng): "The sword breaks through the sky!"

Zhao Lun chuckled: "Senior Martial Sister, if you only know these methods, I'm afraid it will be in vain again, although I betrayed the Sword Sect, but I am no stranger to the Ten Thousand Swords Technique than you!

Wu Cao was unmoved, and the Fulong Sword in his hand trembled slightly.

At this moment, the sound of the sword and the sound of the dragon's groan reflected each other, shaking through the nine heavens and shaking everyone's spirits.

Above the firmament, in the void above Zhao Lun's head, a huge divine sword phantom condensed and formed.

This divine sword void is surrounded by golden dragons, and its aura is fierce and domineering, although it is the same as the appearance of the Fulong Sword in Wu Cao's hand, the momentum is completely different.

In the void around that divine sword, countless qi swords condensed and formed, frantically attacking Zhao Lun.

Zhao Lun faced the qi sword that came from the ground, his face was still plain as usual, and he was not afraid.

His clothes and cheeks were cut by the qi sword from time to time, bringing a wisp of blood, but he remained unmoved, staring at the huge divine sword phantom above his head.

He was also proficient in the Ten Thousand Swords Technique, and he knew very well that although there were many of these qi swords, they were not to be feared at all.

The sword trick of breaking through the sky, the real killing move is the huge main sword.

Although these sword qi covered the ground, they were just appetizers, drizzle-like attacks.

Unless the cultivation realm is crushed, it is difficult for the air sword to inflict fatal damage on the opponent.

In the case of the same realm of cultivation (qíng), these qi swords can only interfere with each other.

After all, Wu Cao's strength is extraordinary, and although these qi swords are not troublesome to Zhao Lun, they are not fatal.

What's more, he has the Origin Dharma in his hand, as long as he is not (shēn) dead, his injuries can be recovered in an instant.

Therefore, although there were a large number of these air swords, they could not cause fatal damage to Zhao Lun at all.

Wu Cao stared at Zhao Lun, who was shrouded by the countless qi swords that had broken through the sky, and his phoenix eyes were slightly solemn.

After all, Zhao Lun used to be the descendant disciple of the first seat of the Qianmai, and he was the earliest to get started.

At the beginning, he was in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, a man of the hour, and he was the object of admiration of countless people.

If he didn't change it, no matter how strong the Ten Thousand Sword Technique was, it would be difficult for him to defeat Zhao Lun.

However, at this moment, Wu Cao did not have any worries at all, because she had already prepared and expected it in her heart.

Wu Cao stared at Zhao Lun, seeing that the other party had not relaxed in the slightest, and even stared at the giant divine sword phantom that might fall at any time even at the risk of being attacked by the qi sword, he knew that he could not wait for the other party's flawed opportunity any longer.

Wu Cao raised his hand and pinched the magic technique, and the divine sword phantom above the sky suddenly roared down.

At this moment, the earth's clouds changed, and the indigo giant eyes above the sky were also obscured by the light of the divine sword phantom bursting out.

Zhao Lun Shen (qíng) was solemn, looking at the phantom of the divine sword that finally fell, and the shape of (shēn) soared up and took the initiative to meet it.

Zhao Lun and the huge divine sword phantom, one up and one down, the two collided fiercely.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, a terrifying wave of qi swept away.

At the center of the collision between the two, the qi wave directly flew out the countless qi swords (dàng).

After a few short breaths, the Divine Sword Phantom shattered, turning into a full phantom and drifting away.

Before the storm of qi waves had dissipated, he heard Zhao Lun laughing: "Senior Martial Sister, I have already passed, your Ten Thousand Swords Technique can't defeat me!"

Wu Cao didn't say a word, and the light of the Fulong Sword in his hand was still there.

She pinched the spell again with her left hand, and a divine sword phantom above the sky condensed and roared down again.

"What!"

Zhao Lun exclaimed.

At this moment, Feng Wudao, Lu Jian and the others, as well as all the elders of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect present, changed their faces in unison.

This is impossible!How could the sword break through the sky and condense the second divine sword phantom so quickly?

Wu Caofeng's eyes condensed slightly, in fact, it was the first time she had used this sword trick like this, and she was not sure before.

But at this moment, he has reached an ideal state, and Wu Cao's heart is settled.

It turned out that through the consciousness bubbles of Zhang Xuanji and Tang Huan before, when she saw that the two of them were fighting against the blue moon swallowing python that had been transformed into a male (xìng), Tang Huan began to silently deduce in her heart because of what Zhang Xuanji had done, and when she used a sword that was a hundred times more powerful to break through the sky.

Wu Cao can become the first seat of the Kun vein, and his combat power overwhelms Feng Wudao and others, and he is dedicated to studying the method of cultivation, and his endowment is naturally peerless.

Although she didn't know what Zhang Xuanji and Tang Huan were, based on the length of the words, coupled with her understanding of the Sword Breaking the Sky of the Ten Thousand Swords Formula, she perfected it and accurately restored the third move of the Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Formula, the Sword Breaking the Firmament.

Wu Cao's left hand began to frantically seal and pinch the spell, and the phantom of a giant divine sword above the sky quickly condensed.

When Zhao Lun blocked the second divine sword phantom, he looked up into the sky and suddenly found that the nine huge divine sword phantoms above the sky were standing in the void, and the sword blade was pointing at him.

At this moment, Zhao Lun was a little panicked!

His face changed dramatically in an instant, and he shouted in disbelief: "No! It can't be! This can't be! How could this sword break through the sky and condense so many main swords at the same time? There must be something fake about this main sword!"

Wu Cao was trying to continue to condense the main sword at the moment, and found that after this sword trick was changed by Zhang Xuanji's method, it could only condense up to nine main swords at the same time.

At that time, Tang Huan was only condensed by a handle and released by a handle, and even then the power was multiplied geometrically.

Because his own cultivation is strong, he can provide enough spiritual power supply and control the nine handles at the same time.

If these nine main swords fell at the same time, Wu Cao felt that even if he was a supreme realm powerhouse, he was afraid that he would not be able to please him.