He seemed to be calm and calm when facing the enemy, and the moves he used were extremely simple.

But it does contain the true realm of martial arts.

That is something that can be understood only when the practical experience of martial arts has reached its ultimate level, to reduce complexity into simplicity and return to nature.

His previous guess was correct. This immortal indeed regarded him and others as his sparring partners.

It's just that Yan Yu doesn't know why the other party did this.

Perhaps if this continues, this immortal will gradually regain his strength.

Perhaps killing them continuously around Tianjian Mountain can unblock the demon at the foot of the mountain...

No matter what the other party's purpose is, Yan Yu understands that they alone cannot stop it.

The sword flashed past, interrupting Yan Yu's thoughts.

Two eighth-level martial arts masters were splashed with blood on the spot and fell from the air, letting out pitiful howls.

The steel spear that originally belonged to Lang Hao was stuck in the ice at the feet of the tall immortal. However, he only held the knife with one hand to fight the enemy and had no intention of using the steel spear again.

An eighth-level martial arts master stepped in the air, surrounded by the pure energy of his feet.

He was holding a ring-headed sword, and in the blink of an eye the sword's light covered more than a foot in front of him.

The changes in the sword light are strange and unpredictable, and it is even more difficult to avoid them.

For an eighth-level master of martial arts, who can master such exquisite sword skills, as long as he gives a little time, he will definitely step into the ninth-level martial arts realm with the way of swordsmanship, and become a real strong man who stands at the top of mainland martial arts and overlooks all living beings.

However, this person definitely does not have this opportunity.

Because when he took out the knife towards the tall immortal and put a smile on his lips, his goal was just to raise his right hand holding the kitchen knife and wave it casually.

A sword beam shot up into the sky, and the sharp sword light that hit his face instantly dissipated, and the smile on the face of the eighth-level martial arts master instantly solidified.

A line of blood then emerged from his forehead, spreading all the way until his entire body was split into two, and the yellow and white stuff fell at the feet of the tall immortal.

His eyes, which were emitting a faint green light, did not even look at the body of the tragically deceased person. He slashed his sword with his backhand, and an eighth-level martial arts master on the right jumped up and stabbed him with a short spear.

The slashed sword cut him off at the waist!

Most of the two hundred martial arts masters brought by Yan Yu had already been lost. At this moment, including the martial arts masters who followed Lang Hao, there were only about a hundred of them.

The tall immortal's steel spear cracked the ground just now, completely disrupting their formation. Many martial arts masters were unstable on their feet and fell into the cracks in the ice.

Although these martial arts masters were able to mobilize their true energy, not to mention their light skills, the cracks were just too deep and the surrounding ice walls were too slippery, so even they were unable to climb up.

There were about thirty or forty martial arts masters surrounding the tall immortal.

These people went one after another, constantly using their strongest moves, trying to inflict serious damage on the people in front of them. Although they were only at the eighth level of martial arts, they were able to use moves far beyond those of the ninth level martial arts masters.

The immortal, on the other hand, responded to everyone's attacks lightly, slashing out with his sword from time to time, killing one or two people, and then began to dodge and parry calmly again.

After several trips back and forth, there were only less than twenty people left from the original thirty or forty people.

Those martial arts masters also realized that if this continues, even if there are thousands of people, there won't be enough to fill the gap.

One person roared angrily: "Let's all come together and work together to kill this evil fairy!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the two long swords on this man's back were suddenly unsheathed in the air. Together with the sword in his hand, the three swords faintly formed a three-talented sword formation. It turned out that there was a man who controlled the sword with his true energy and formed a sword formation by himself.

of great strength.

Seeing this scene from a distance, even Yan Yu was extremely surprised.

Using true energy to control objects and swords, ordinary eighth-level martial arts masters can also do it, and it is not difficult for strong ninth-level martial arts masters.

However, it would be extremely difficult for an eighth-level martial arts master to be able to fight with a sword that is similar to or even stronger than an enemy.

At this moment, the eighth-level martial arts master held out two flying swords. It was obvious that he was not just playing a trick of controlling objects.

For an eighth-level master who does not have the strength of the ninth-level martial arts to possess the true energy in his body, if he continues to fiddle with the means of controlling objects when facing a powerful enemy, he is obviously seeking death.

On the other hand, this man was actually able to form a sword formation with two flying swords. It was obvious that he was hiding some trump card.

Although this person gave orders and was the first to assume an offensive stance, he was not the first to rush towards the tall immortal.

Just under his cheers, other martial arts masters rushed forward. Although it was their first time to fight side by side, they all vaguely formed a battle formation with a tacit understanding.

One after another, the killing moves with all their strength were aimed at the vital parts of the tall immortal's body. Nearly twenty people were besieging him, and the surrounding energy surged in an instant.

The flashes of swords and swords flew, stacking on top of each other, forming a wave, crushing towards the tall immortal.

The latter's right arm holding the knife slowly lowered it.

The other free left hand suddenly reached back, grasped the steel gun inserted in the ice, and exerted force on his waist, just like Lang Hao before, he moved towards the gathering of swords and swords.

The wave of success swept through thousands of armies!

The two huge forces collided violently.

In Tianjian Villa, there seemed to be a thunderous explosion, soaring into the sky!

The snowflakes falling between the sky and the earth were driven by the impact and flew in all directions.

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For a moment, not a single snowflake continued to fall on the battlefield where everyone was standing.

The terrifying impact knocked nearly twenty martial arts masters away.

In the distance, Lang Hao barely stood up, and Yan Yu half-knelt on the ice, their eyes widened.

Because they saw a figure holding a long sword, and two flying swords floating behind him. The tips of the three swords were pointed at one point, and they actually used the power of the swords to break the huge oncoming force.

The sword formation did not disperse, and the eighth-level martial arts master took advantage of the situation and flew towards the tall immortal standing alone on the ice like an island!

The tall immortal who had just wielded a strike that swept through thousands of troops and knocked away nearly twenty people seemed not to have expected that a fish would slip through the net.

As if he didn't react, he allowed the eighth-level martial arts master with amazing moves to approach him.

Yan Yu, who lost the protection of his true energy, was knocked to the ground by the oncoming shock wave.

Lang Hao, who only suffered some superficial injuries but was still a little dizzy, narrowed his eyes and stared at the scene in front of him, for fear of missing any details.

There was only less than three inches between the three long swords and the tall immortal.
Chapter completed!