The entire Daxue Mountain turned into a big sword, rolling up, and every snowflake was a sword intent, and these sword intents continued to gather and gathered on one point.

At the same time, the sky of Daxue Mountain outlines the appearance of a great sword. This sword looks like a dominant, carrying the will of heaven and earth.

This sword has nothing to do with the level of realm, this is the mystery of swordsmanship.

Chi Wu Sanshang and the Eight-foot sword are combined into one.

"How can this sword be compared to the sword saint Li Qingshan!"

Chi Wu Sanshang roared confidently that since he was defeated by Li Qingshan's sword intent, he had been in seclusion in Daxue Mountain without caring about the world, and had honed this sword in order to do so.

Now, the sword is formed.

Then let’s take Li Qingshan’s descendants as the memorial service.

Xue Daichu saw that her whole body was trembling. Even on the edge, she felt the power of the sword. She even suspected that this sword was enough to destroy a city, so she couldn't help but look at the man with concern.

Qin Hao remained silent and felt the sword intent turned into the entire Great Snow Mountain.

This is the strongest sword Qin Hao has seen so far.

Chi Wu's Sanshang Jianniang's name is well-known.

But that's exactly that.

That's interesting.

Qin Hao closed his eyes, and the Dragon Shocking Sword soared into the sky, carrying endless flames.

Saw.

"I have a sword that can move mountains and open the sky!" Qin Hao moaned, and the vast dragon power in his body blessed the Jinglong Sword.

The mystery of the Dragon Sword lies in its invincible will.

I am invincible, no matter how winds are east, west, south and north.

The sword intent rises.

The sword of the dragon is formed.

This is Qin Hao’s own Shocking Dragon Sword.

Matching with the Dragon Soul, it is a more powerful sword than the inheritance of the Sword Saint Li Qingshan.

Go ahead.

Saw.

boom!

The Yuncongtian Sword collided with the Jinglong Sword.

Huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh hu

The entire Daxue Mountain is covered by two sword intents.

Birds fly across thousands of mountains, and people die in thousands of paths.

The sky shattered, forming a crack, and it continued to expand, with dark clouds surging and thunder flashing.

One sword is the winner.

In the parliament of the country.

The highest leader clenched his fists, and Chi Wu Sanshang was already guarding the Kou Kingdom. If even he was defeated, it would prove that the martial arts powerhouses of the Kou Kingdom were defeated by this Chinese man named Qin Hao. This is undoubtedly a great humiliation of Kou Kingdom.

"How could Chi Wu beat a sword for three decades? A hundred years ago, how could he be defeated? Qin Hao was just overestimating his ability."

"Even if the sword saint Li Qingshan is reborn, he may not be the opponent of this sword."

"Under a sword, Qin Hao will be wiped out."

Western Round Table.

Debra stared at the surging scene, and even more murderous intent at Qin Hao.

"It is not surprising that Chi Wu's three masters have such sword skills, but how long Qin Hao has been practicing, this sword intent can match the Yuncongtian sword without being inferior. This is simply terrible."

"The mysterious country of China always has amazing talents."

"The showdown at the peak of the swordsmanship is a battle that is enough to be recorded in history."

China.

The four guards all clenched their fists. This battle had a far-reaching impact. If Qin Hao won, who would dare to bully him again!

"Boy, don't lose!" Zhuque said in a deep voice.

Daxue Mountain.

Hissing.

The snow between Chi Wu San and Qin Hao splits, forming endless cliffs.

The sword intent is solemn.

The mountains are constantly being moved.

The long-lasting iceberg was pierced by the sword intent.

The avalanche came as scheduled.

Whether it is Chi Wu San Shang or Qin Hao, they are all drafted by Daxue.

Chi Wu Sankan laughed: "Qin Hao, you deserve this sword!"

Qin Hao also laughed and said lightly: "You couldn't win the sword intent of the sword saint Li Qingshan back then, and today your Yuncongtian sword cannot resist my Jinglong Sword."

The brave one wins when they meet on a narrow road.

Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom.

You advance and I retreat.

The eight-foot sword collided with the sword tip of the Jinglong Sword, and Wuyi took a step back.

Both the Eight-foot sword and the Jinglong sword are bent.

A crack formed in the sky again.

The snow-capped mountains began to sink continuously.

The duel of this sword has lasted for three hours.

No distinction between up and down.

Chi Wu San snorted coldly on his forehead, his body began to tremble, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Get up!"

The snow-capped mountains overturned and turned into sword intent to rush towards Qin Hao.

Qin Hao smiled faintly: "Wan Jian, come!"

Under the Jinglong Sword, countless sword energy crisscrossed.

Bang bang bang bang.

At this moment, Qin Hao took a step forward and Chi Wusan spit out a mouthful of thick blood.

"You are defeated." Qin Hao said lightly, but he exuded supreme confidence. Qin Hao's background in this sword of Shocking Dragon may not be able to withstand the mystery of the Yuncongtian sword, but its power blesses Qin Hao's vast dragon power and gathers the dragon veins on the earth. This sword is inherited from the sword saint Li Qingshan, and melts into Qin Hao's will to have my invincible will. Its power is self-evident.

"go!"

The Shocking Dragon Sword emitted a dragon roar, and this was the real Shocking Dragon Sword.

Bang.

One rises and the other falls.

Yun Congtian Sword took a step back.

This step made Chi Wu Sanshang look pale, and he suddenly seemed to have become ten years older. He stared at Qin Hao in disbelief, and was unwilling to accept it, and he pondered: "Your sword intent is not as good as me, but you crush me in terms of strength. What a violent power, haha..."

"Stop." Qin Hao said lightly.

"The Yuncongtian sword comes out, and you will determine the victory and loss and life and death." Chi Wu San showed his madness and began to burn his life.

Boom boom boom boom.

The eight-foot sword pressure comes again.

Qin Hao shook his head, and the Jinglong Sword moved forward.

Silent.

Another collision and showdown lasted for an hour.

Bang!

In the end, Chi Wu Sanshang's power could not support this protracted duel. His arm fell weakly, and at the same time, the eight-foot sword fell from the horizon.

laugh!

The Jinglong Sword rushed towards Chi Wu San.
To be continued...