I saw a high platform standing in the empty city.

In fact, there is no other building in the entire city, only such a towering tower that is shaking in the wind.

Top of the platform.

There is a person standing.

A swordsman.

Long hair, loose, white clothes, passionate, he looked up at the sky and sang loudly!

"The wind is whistling and the Yishui is cold, and the hero will never return once he leaves!"

At his waist, the bronze sword shone with its splendor under the sun, and the prickling person could not open his eyes!

"swordsman?"

Li Chun took a deep breath, feeling that his whole body was as if he was stabbed by a needle, and he suddenly tensed up, and his pupils suddenly contracted!

A powerful swordsman!

The swordsman on this high platform is at least not far behind the striking world, and even... it seems a little stronger than the son of the demonic path, Jiumoshu, who cannot control his own strength!

"In the Mitian world, besides Bai Qingyi Suzhan Yuanping, there are such swordsmen?"

The Lord Yun was also shocked by this. Qingyuyang Fan Dongliu and others looked even pale. They were oppressed by the swordsman's sharp sword energy and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Li Chun frowned slightly, and the long sword swept, making a clanging sound, blocking the aura of the swordsman on the platform, and the people behind him recovered a little.

"Who is coming?"

"If you trespass on the tomb of King Yan, your crime should be punished and cannot be forgiven!"

On the high platform, the swordsman shouted loudly, stretched out his hands, and a powerful sword light flew out from his sleeve. It was blocked by Li Chun's long sword and refracted to the ground, breaking out a huge hole!

"Before we come, there must be another person here!"

Li Chun chuckled, "Is he dead?"

"snort!"

The white-clothed swordsman snorted coldly, his eyes swept across Li Chun's face, his face turned blue.

"You are from the same group?"

Sure enough, someone has come - if Li Chun is not mistaken, it is the sealed demonized swordsman Jun Feixie.

"If you are like him and can beat the sword in my hand, I will let you go!"

The white-clothed swordsman's voice was chilling, obviously recalling the failure.

"Jun Feixie beat him..."

Lord Yun sighed and his face turned cold.

The strength of this white-clothed swordsman has almost reached the top level 20, which is still a gap compared to the white light-clothed Suzhan Yuanping, but looking at the current Mitian world, there is no third person who can compare with him.

——But he was still defeated by Jun Feixie.

Could it be that Jun Feixie's strength has reached the level of Bai Qingyi?

“Don’t worry.”

Li Chun shook his head slightly, "Jun Feixie's demonization has been sealed. Now his strength is at most slightly stronger than this person."

He knew what the Lord Yun was worried about and spoke to comfort him.

Yun Shenjun nodded. She was worried all the way, maybe because of her excessive concern.

"But... before worrying about Jun Feixie, I still have to worry about this swordsman..."

Li Chun sighed and walked forward lazily.

"In the Xia Mitian World, Li Chun has met this swordsman friend. I would like to learn about your sword. I don't know your honorable name?"

"Fish intestine!"

The white-clothed swordsman replied coldly, "My name is Yuyan!"

Fish Intestine is the name of the sharpest dagger in legend, not the name of a person.

But the swordsmen around King Yan had no name.

They... are just a sword.

"Understood……"

Li Chun looked around, flew up, and slowly climbed up the platform. Yuchang looked at him, but did not take the opportunity to attack.

Of course, there was no way that there was only Yuchang, a swordsman around King Yan. In this lonely city, there were only three thousand tourists drunk in the hall.

——But now, there is only a taciturn fish intestine left.

He was named after the fish intestines and his sword technique. Naturally, it was marked by fast, short and dangerousness. Li Chun landed steadily on the platform and nodded to him.

"Brother Yuchang, you can take action!"

He held the sword in his hand. The tip of the sword was slanted downward, with calm demeanor and abrupt and shaking Yuezhi.

"You... are more like a swordsman than the last time."

The fish intestines closed its eyes as if it was reminiscing.

"But... you are also guilty, go and die!"

He didn't see the movement of the fish intestine at all, and saw his body tremble slightly. At some point, he was holding a broken sword that shone with cold light in his hand, which had already stabbed Li Chun's throat!

So fast!

“Too fast!”

Fan Dongliu exclaimed in surprise, frightened and sweated coldly.

The swordsmen of this world, Bai Qingyi Suzhan Yuanping, are not known for their speed of swordsmanship. This person's sword speed has exceeded the limit of the Mitian world.

——If any of them were standing opposite each other, the sword would have pierced the throat!

"Fortunately, Li Chun is opposite..."

Mr. Yun clenched his fist and Jixiang covered his mouth.

Compared with the sword speed of Yuyan, Li Chun's sword was simply slow, as if he was leisurely brushing the willows. He turned his long sword and floated lightly on the sword of Yuyan. His body was like a willow catkins, floating backwards, forming a strange trajectory.

——The fish intestine was obviously much faster than his, but for some reason, the sword tip always couldn’t reach his body!

"The young master's swordsmanship has improved again!"

Li Chun still used the sword technique of the Qingling Pavilion that he first came into contact with, but now he has merged the first few sword moves, including the Wuliu Fufeng sword technique, into a furnace, forming his own sword move.

In the past, his swordsmanship was to use softness to overcome hardness and slow to overcome fastness.

Later, he achieved success in his practice, and achieved the wonderful truth of being slow but actually fast, and soft but actually hard.

But now this sword move is not just that simple.

His swordsmanship is really slow.

"What's going on?"

Yu Chan frowned, and he could also feel that the other party was slow, but his quick sword move could not hurt him.

"It's hard to say that he has realized the principle of me as the main one in the sword path?"

Yuchang is also a peak-level swordsman. Although his strength in this ancient tomb has declined, his understanding of swordsmanship has become deeper.

"Prior to me, I become my realm..."

"This man is so young that he can actually catch this threshold of realm!"

No matter how fast other people's swords are, they are someone else's; you can still draw the sword slowly. As long as you let other people's swords enter the range of your sword energy, you will inexplicably slow down.

This is no longer just the category of sword moves and sword intent, but more closely to Tao!

"Only with my realm, the sword technique can be considered the peak sword technique. I underestimate you!"

Fish Intestine sneered.

"But even if there is a realm of me, there are limits!"

"I don't believe that I can be blocked by you by this fast that exceeds the limit!"

He roared angrily, and the sword light turned into an extremely fast electric light!
Chapter completed!