“Huh~Huh~”

Xue Qinghan retreated suddenly, avoiding the sword that was stabbing straight toward the opponent, and appeared not far away, his breathing was a little heavy, and his chest was undulating.

Looking at the endless sword aura surrounding the front, the whole person looked like a peerless divine sword. Xue Qinghan's eyes were extremely solemn, and even there were sword marks left on Xue Qinghan's body, blood flowing out, feeling a little embarrassed. That figure was only the Taoist God Realm, but the aura displayed during the battle was probably a shame for many people in the Return Realm.

What made Xue Qinghan even more dangerous was that the other party's understanding and application of swordsmanship had reached the extreme of the realm. This was the first time Xue Qinghan was suppressed by an existence in the same realm in terms of comprehension.

Xue Qinghan walked along the way and encountered these figures formed by sword energy. It seemed endless. What made Xue Qinghan even more shocked was that these figures seemed to be in the same realm as him, but the more they went back, the stronger the figures became.

At first, Xue Qinghan could easily deal with the figure he met, but as he went backwards, he gradually became more and more struggling. When he arrived here, the figure in front of him made him feel an extremely strong dangerous aura, and he had no choice but to do his best to fight.

After looking at the figure, the road was always moving forward, as if there was no end. Xue Qinghan's eyes flashed in her eyes, and her slightly condensed eyebrows no longer had a soft curve, but were as sharp as a magic sword that was unsheathed, and the aura on her body also became sharp.

Xue Qinghan didn't believe that this path would really have no end. Since the realm of these figures has never been broken, he wanted to see how powerful the other party could be at the same level.

Originally, Xue Qinghan was confident that his current state had almost reached perfection in a state, whether it was the strength of the body, the strength of the soul, or the understanding of the magic channel method. But now it seems that it is not enough.

Strands of sword energy of various colors wandered out, surrounding Xue Qinghan's body and trembled continuously, and a powerful sword intent enveloped the entire space.

The star halo in Xue Qinghan's eyes was flowing, trying to see through the secrets of thousands of ways, reflecting the other party's magical powers, and the light flashed and continued to evolve.

"Clang~"

Xue Qinghan suddenly turned slightly, and his right sword was lifted up and slashed towards a space beside him. When Xue Qinghan's sword was slashed from bottom to top, a long sword suddenly appeared in the empty space, colliding with Xue Qinghan's sword, with sword energy scattered and sword intent permeated. At the same time, a afterimage was slowly dissipating and turning into sword lights.

After the long sword, a pair of emotionally unmoving eyes were like sword blades flashing with cold light, exuding endless sharpness. Just a look, it made people feel the intimidating oppression, like a sword hanging in their throat.

Xue Qinghan was blocked with a sword, and his steps were wrong, his body spun over, and another sword stabbed out from the other direction. The strongest sword energy was condensed at the tip of the sword.

The sword dots fell like rain, but they were blocked by the opponent. The two sword lights were constantly entangled, and the sound of collision was endless. In just a few breaths, Xue Qinghan and the figure collided with the sword thousands of times.

Xue Qinghan activated various sword intents to the extreme, constantly changing, sometimes as heavy as a mountain, sometimes as light as a wind, sometimes as violent as thunder...

But the opponent's sword intent only has murderous aura, and the extremely strong murderous aura, as if it was just for killing. Every move and every move contained the purest murderous intent. The move directly pointed to Xue Qinghan's key points, and he never gave in, which made Xue Qinghan extremely depressed.

Xue Qinghan pinched the sword technique with his left hand, and the fire around him rose up, condensed into a long sword with a few illusory flame shooting out, killing the opponent with the momentum of chasing stars and catching the moon. At the same time, Xue Qinghan danced with his right hand, and a coldness spread towards the entire space. The ice-blue light shone on the sword, and a wisp of Taoist patterns wrapped around it, trying to freeze everything.

Facing Xue Qinghan's sword-burning technique, the figure opposite him did not hesitate at all. The extremely sharp sword light shot straight from it, and it directly broke through the sword light with the sharpest sword light and shuttled through it.

However, the sword light transformed by the figure also dissipated at the same time, revealing its body shape. The aura on its body fluctuated, obviously not so relaxed.

"Sealing Sword Art, Sealing!"

The long sword in Xue Qinghan's hand penetrated into the earth with an ice-blue light. With Xue Qinghan's body as the center, endless ice-blue light suddenly shone out, flooding the void. Wherever he passed, all the sword energy filled with space condensed and was frozen, and then shattered, turning into fine ice lights and dispersed.

At the same time, huge black ice giant swords on the ground condensed and penetrated straight into the sky, blocking the figure in it in an instant. The cold air freezes the void, causing the opponent's movement to suddenly become slower, and even the frozen sword intent spread out and covers the opponent's body, trying to seal and disintegrate the sword intent on his body.

Xue Qinghan looked at the huge Xuanbing sword standing up, turning into a cage to seal the other party in it, but his hands still did not stop. After actually fighting, Xue Qinghan knew very well that the figure was powerful and he could not relax at all.

"Skills!"

A little green flew out from the fingertips of Xue Qinghan, and the endless breath flowed. The sword energy and spiritual power between heaven and earth rushed in and were swallowed by the green light. Then the green light surged, and the dragon-like vines flashed with cold light and extended out, forming a cage directly around the Xuanbing giant sword. The sword energy covered the sky and drowned the figure.

In the double-layer sword cage, sword lights slashed out, causing the cage to shake violently. However, among the few swords, cracks appeared on the giant black ice swords.

"kill!"

Xue Qinghan looked at the figure in the cage, and the sword technique in her hands changed, and shouted softly.

"Boom~"

After Xue Qinghan finished speaking, the cage transformed by the giant sword cage of the black ice sword and the cage transformed by the vines suddenly shone brightly. The pattern flashed one by one, and mysterious sword runes appeared. Then it exploded violently in a loud bang. The sword energy completely submerged the entire space in it. The ice-blue light and green light shone, and no one could see anything else.

The breath of riots rages in the space for a long time, and countless sword energy storms spread in all directions. Xue Qinghan stood in the distance, staring at the place where sword energy was raging.

After a long time, the ice-blue light and green light finally disappeared, the violent sword energy gradually dissipated, and the vision gradually returned to clear.

But at this moment, a cold light gradually dissipated and rushed into the sword energy storm. A little cold light made Xue Qinghan feel cold all over his body. Under these two magical powers, he was not dead yet?

Xue Qinghan didn't care about thinking about other things. Eight sword energy with different colors spread out in front of him instantly, turning into eight sword curtains to resist Xue Qinghan's body. This was not enough. The long sword formed by the sword energy in Xue Qinghan's hand floated up, and a misty sword intent filled out. There were faint chaotic aura, but it was extremely thin. However, its power was essentially different from the other eight sword energy. It was weak but deep, and even more terrifying. It was the ninth sword intent that Xue Qinghan had not yet fully understood in the free and easy scripture of Sutra.

The long sword in front of Xue Qinghan was divided into two, two into four, and four into eight... It directly turned into a circle of long swords and was suspended in front of Xue Qinghan.

The sword light bombarded, and the sword curtain in front of Xue Qinghan was broken like a destruction under the sword light, and drove straight in, pointing directly at Xue Qinghan.

All the eight-layer sword curtains in front of Xue Qinghan were destroyed. Long swords surrounded by thin chaotic aura surged out with the momentum of connecting tails, colliding with the sword light. The sword kept shattering, but the sword light gradually dimmed and could not stand the stalemate for a while.

"Bang~"

As the last long sword broke, the sword light that had almost completely disappeared flashed by. Xue Qinghan's body flew back dozens of feet away, her chest was damaged, and a transparent hole appeared on her shoulder, and the sword energy continued to invade into her body.

"Puff~"

Xue Qinghan spit out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, mobilizing his sword intent with all his strength, and then drove the sword intent that invaded the wound out of his body.

His eyes looked forward and saw a nearly transparent figure standing there, gradually dissipating. While Xue Qinghan breathed a sigh of relief, he couldn't help but smile bitterly. Xue Qinghan's magical power almost killed the opponent, but in the end, the opponent kept a sword that sacrificed his life, and seriously injured Xue Qinghan. Fortunately, he finally won.

Xue Qinghan was lying on the ground, feeling of fatigue all over her body. There was a sensation of severe pain at the wound. At this time, the figure dissipated and turned into countless light rains to cover Xue Qinghan. The warm feeling was extremely comfortable. Under the cover of these light rains, Xue Qinghan's injuries and fatigue disappeared, as if she had never been injured, but the breath on her body became a little sharper, like a divine weapon beaten by complicated things.

Xue Qinghan took a deep breath and walked forward.

Xue Qinghan didn't know that the Anyu outside couldn't help but clenched her fists for many times. She only saw Xue Qinghan step by step and staying on the first step for a long time. Her body was trembling slightly, as if she was under terrifying pressure. She even almost stood unsteadily several times and was about to fall down.

Seeing Xue Qinghan take another step forward, Anyu breathed a sigh of relief.

This time, Xue Qinghan walked for a long time, and didn't know how far he had walked, but he never met any figure blocking the road again. In front of him, it seemed that he had finally reached the end of the road, and a figure stood there, just standing on the junction of light and darkness, half in the light and half in the darkness.
Chapter completed!