If it's fast, there's no solution.

Although Gu Huai was defeated in the battle with Tang Xin in the wasteland outside the Valley Prison Pass, and his sword heart was slightly frustrated, he was the sect master of the Lingxu Sword Sect after all, and he was one of the strongest several sword masters in the world.

He begged to be fast, but it was so fast that ordinary people couldn't react at all.

Fifteen sword intent with natal vitality had just burst out, and the sky above this ancestral land had been pierced, and fifteen points of starlight appeared, as if there were fifteen more real stars.

Such a sword intent is even so fast that people can't think about it.

Shen Xuan only had time to feel sad in his heart, and he knew that even if he was in his prime, it would be almost impossible for him to catch this sword.

A gap is a gap.

His current cultivation is enough to be proud of most of the Seven Realms of Changling, but it is not enough to be compared with Gu Huai and Zheng Sleeve, who were legendary figures in the Bashan Sword Field in the past, and he is always one step behind.

Although they are both seven realms, the gap between them may not be able to catch even a sword.

These people are like gods in the sky to Changling, and he is still a mortal.

So is this sword death?

However, fifteen stars appeared in the sky above, and at the same time that he didn't have time to react, Ding Ning had already reacted.

Ding Ning's reaction was extremely simple.

He stretched out his hand, and the true yuan in his body gushed out rapidly, slapping on the purple jade giant tree in front of his body.

Many of the fleshy whiskers in the Purple Jade Giant Tree lit up strangely, like countless lightning bolts, rushing along these fleshy whiskers to the top of the Purple Jade Giant Tree, and then rushing to the sky above.

Gu Huai's brows furrowed deeply.

The Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi that rushed out from the top of the Purple Jade Giant Tree was violently dispersed in the sky, and it did not lead to the power of Heaven and Earth to become a killing machine, but only played a role - severing the connection between the Mistress of Changling and his Sword Mountain.

It's like a dark cloud covering the starry sky.

Next, the starlight could not fall on his sword, he could not borrow the power of Zheng Sleeve, and Zheng Sleeve could no longer use his sword to "see" here, but this still could not stop his killing intent.

Only one person has the potential to pose a threat to him at this time.

This man was Zhan Maha standing on the side behind him.

Zhan Maha just stood quietly, but in the cramped space between him and Gu Huai, there were more than a dozen silks of dark light generated, like iron wires falling behind Gu Huai's back.

Fifteen stars fell high above Gu Huai's head, not towards Ding Ning, but into the cramped space between Zhan Maha and him.

It's like a calm, frozen lake is broken.

There were a few crisp cracking sounds in the cramped space.

A straight white line was generated from the middle of the two, like a running heavenly river that cut through the two worlds.

Gu Huai's body flew forward a few feet, and Zhan Maha's body appeared on the edge of the mountain wall flowing with stone powder and grass juice in an instant, and a wide ravine appeared between him and the place where he was standing, and the surface of the sarcophagus was shattered.

Even though almost all the power was borne by him, Wu Zi, who had been standing beside him, was still affected, and his body slammed against the cliff wall, and when the sound sounded, a mouthful of blood had already spurted out of Wu Zi's mouth.

Gu Huai's left shoulder wound also bleed again.

He didn't look at Ding Ning, Shen Xuan and the others, but turned around coldly, looked at Zhan Maha who stopped in front of the cliff and laughed, with an indescribable sarcasm in his smile, and even with a hint of pity, "Can't help it so soon?"

Zhan Maha's gaze didn't meet him, just looked up at the sky above.

He said calmly: "He is right, you are the strongest person here, so you must be the first to die." What's more, you're wounded, and now Zheng Sleeve can't see your sword. ”

"As long as she can't see through your sword, she won't be able to perceive what's really in my ancestral land. ”

After a pause, Zhan Maha continued, "As long as I kill you, it will be impossible for her to know what I have gotten from this, and she will not go completely crazy because of this, if she wants to completely conquer this wasteland and deal with the worries of Chu Yanqi and the Three Dynasties in the future, she will also cooperate with me." ”

"Very good idea. Gu Huai laughed loudly, but then he didn't smile at all, and said expressionlessly: "It's just that you are not Tang Xin." ”

It's just that you're not Tang Xin.

This sentence is not difficult to understand at this time.

Zhan Maha also knew that he was not as strong as Tang Xin.

But he didn't get angry at the sarcastic remark.

He lowered his head slowly, and his gaze fell on Ding Ning.

Gu Huai looked at him, still expressionless, as if he was looking at a dead person.

Then he drew his sword.

He has always understood the principle of preemptive strike.

In particular, the lessons of Yuanwu in the first three years of his ascension to the throne made him deeply understand the benefits of preemptive strikes.

At this point, he needs to be fast, and he will never make a move after all the people around him have made a move.

The seriously injured Shen Xuan was no longer in his eyes, but the Tianliang man in his sight was still a formidable opponent, so he did not hesitate to use the fastest sword in the Bashan Sword Field in the past, and it was also the fastest sword in the world so far.

This sword is called "Nian Xu".

Just as Gu Huai was moving, the space in front of Zhan Maha seemed to crack, and a sword shadow directly appeared.

This sword shadow was only a foot long, but it was extremely heavy, with a momentum that suppressed heaven and earth, like the epitome of the sword mountain sword.

Not only in front of Zhan Maha, but at the same moment, the space in front of Ding Ning, Shen Xuan, Li Xixing, and Hu Jingjing all seemed to be directly cracked, and such a sword shadow appeared.

These five are all real sword shadows.

Except for Wu Yanzi, who had not yet stood up at this time, Gu Huai stabbed five people at the same time with a sword.

Zhan Maha's palm flipped up, and a powerful natal vitality was coming out.

This is a sword intent, but it seems to have a power that echoes the moon, like directly plucking the Xuanyue in the night sky.

The time between the thoughts was too short, but he was waiting.

Because he could only block Gu Huai's sword attacking him, if Ding Ning couldn't break the game, then in the next moment, Ding Ning and the others would all die.

Ding Ning didn't seem to make any moves.

However, a sword intent that was so light that it was even imperceptible was faster than his sword intent, even faster than Gu Huai's "Nian Xu" sword intent.

This light sword intent came from the middle-aged man who was lying on the few roots of the purple jade giant tree, and when the sword intent of the battle came, it turned into wind and rain.

Gu Huai, who was expressionless and had sarcasm in his eyes, shook his body, he didn't have time to turn around, but his perception exceeded his usual limit and fell on the middle-aged man's body.

A faint pale flying sword was rapidly retreating, falling into the purple jade giant tree.

At the same time, the strange middle-aged man who had been twitching and trembling, and it seemed that it was absolutely impossible to fight anymore, had already sat up, and the terrifying power had already been brought between the palms of his fingers.

Zhan Maha's brows were relaxed, and his heart was also open.

He finally understood where Ding Ning's next move was.

The sword intent in his hand was no longer reserved, and he flew out resolutely.

Xuan Yue was born, instantly cutting off the iron ruler-like sword light that emerged from the void in front of him, and then continued to move forward.

In the ancestral land, and even the entire heaven and earth, a peerless sword intent swept through the wind and rain of the heaven and earth sword, stabbing straight at Gu Huai's back.

The incomprehension and shock in Gu Huai's heart even made him to the point of being at a loss, he still had the ability to kill Ding Ning and the others at this time, but he didn't want to die.

Before the several small sword phantoms that were as heavy as a mountain almost crushed the bodies of Ding Ning and the others, Huo Ran disappeared.

It was as if all the power had been sucked into his hands again.

With a bang, the sword mountain did not appear, but the spirit of the sword mountain seemed to have reached his hands, and his right hand seemed to hold an invisible huge sword mountain, slashing towards the wind and rain in the sky.

At the same time, the five fingers of his left hand flicked, and a circle of lilac sword light cut through the void, cutting a pure circular opening in front of the Xuanyue of Zhan Maha.

The sword intent in his left hand was empty and subtle, as if it had the aura of another space, colliding with Zhan Maha's sword intent.

The sword intent in his right hand is as heavy as a mountain, and it is extremely strong, competing with the unparalleled sword intent of the strange middle-aged man.

At this moment, the strength and momentum he displayed were like that of a god.

However, at the same time, there was an extremely terrible angry cry bursting out of his mouth!