This sword is like thunder and lightning, like a rainbow flowing through the sky.
The endless terrifying sword intent is condensed into a white light spot. It seems to come slowly, but there is no flaw at all. It is like the gentle sigh of the god of death. It makes people unable to resist at all, and can only unconsciously
Loss of consciousness, sinking, and ultimately destruction.
The timing and position of Zhong Wen's sword move were extremely wonderful. It was as if he had anticipated Jian Jue's movements in advance. He was able to strike Jian Jue in advance. Not only was he able to hit Jian Jue first, but he himself was not injured. He was in an invincible position.
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The magnificence of this sword made all the disciples of Tianjian Villa in the surroundings moved. Even Jian Qingmei, the elder of the Holy Land, was shocked and looked incredulously.
Jian Jue had so much combat experience that he instantly realized that if he continued, he would be seriously injured even if he didn't die. He twisted his body, kicked his feet, and retreated backwards with a movement that was difficult for ordinary people to do. His speed was so fast that he didn't even die.
Lost to Zhong Wen's sword power.
However, as if he had anticipated his every move, Zhong Wen's long sword actually changed direction at the same time and went straight after Jian Jue. The two men's movements were uniform and consistent, with no time difference at all, as if they had rehearsed it thousands of times in advance.
Seeing this terrifying sword move following him like a shadow and unable to get rid of it, Jian Jue had no choice but to continue to avoid it.
However, no matter how Jian Jue retreated, dodged, or changed direction, Zhong Wen could always predict the enemy's opportunity. At first, their movements were synchronized, but later on, his sword moves and steps actually became faster than Jian Jue's.
Take the first step and wait for Jian Jue to knock on the door.
There are such outstanding people in the world!
Jian Qingmei covered her lips with her hands and looked at the two young men dueling in the field in surprise.
She was well aware of Jian Jue's strength. Seeing this Holy Land prodigy being cornered and helpless by a young man two years younger than him, she felt as if she had not yet woken up and was still in a dream.
The movements of the two people seemed to change frequently, but in fact it all happened in a moment.
If we talk about the battle with Liu Qiqi, Jian Jue fought very smoothly and was completely convinced by her defeat.
Facing Zhong Wen, he was filled with a sense of depression that he was unable to use his strength and was so aggrieved that he wanted to vomit blood.
He tried his best, but couldn't get rid of Zhong Wen's sword. A trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes, and he could only watch the earth-shattering sword strike towards his chest. The long sword in his hand reluctantly moved forward and stabbed Zhong Wen.
For my left arm, I thought that even if I was seriously injured, I would at least let the opponent bleed some.
However, at this time, Zhong Wen's combat deduction ability had reached a terrifying level. He turned his body slightly to one side and leaned his left shoulder back, skillfully dodging Jian Jue's counterattack. He was not willing to take advantage of even this small advantage.
Let him have it.
At the same time, the long sword in his right hand moved a little faster by turning sideways, and was less than an inch away from Jian Jue's chest.
"Why!"
Jian Qing's eyebrows knew that the situation was decided, and he sighed softly, planning to take action to save Jian Jue, and then let him admit defeat, so as to prevent this precious nephew from being seriously injured.
It was too late, but soon, a terrifying sword energy suddenly flew from the horizon in the distance and hit Zhong Wen's position hard.
This sword energy does not come with a gorgeous and dazzling light, nor does it have any earth-shattering sound effects.
Zhong Wen, however, was like a monkey being targeted by Tathagata Buddha. His pupils shrank sharply, his whole body was covered with cold hairs, and he instinctively felt the threat to his life.
What a terrifying sword intent!
The power contained in this sword energy is far superior to any opponent Zhong Wen has encountered so far. It seems that the boundless sword energy that can even pierce the sky is condensed into one point, constantly oppressing the surrounding air, trying to break through time and
The limitation of space brings ultimate destruction.
Is he a saint?
The overlapping shadow on Zhong Wen's body flickered, and he appeared several feet away in an instant. However, he was shocked to find that he still could not escape the scope of the sword energy.
Knowing that he couldn't evade this sword energy, his mind was working rapidly, and he activated the "Purple Qi from the East" and "Spirit Pattern Body Refining Technique" at the same time. Purple smoke floated around his body, and the silver light shone, making it look quite dazzling.
At the same time, the long sword in his right hand spun quickly in a circle, manifesting two black and white Tai Chi Yin and Yang diagrams in front and behind him, spinning rapidly in opposite directions.
This style of "Hunyuan Dao Sword" was ready to unfold, and the terrifying sword energy could not wait to hit the Tai Chi Yin and Yang diagram that was blocking Zhong Wen's body.
The scene where the sword energy enters the Tai Chi diagram in front of it and comes out from the Tai Chi diagram behind it does not appear in the imagination.
The Tai Chi Yin and Yang Diagram, which claims to have the power of space, was actually chopped into pieces by this sword energy!
Then, the sword energy moved forward, and in Zhong Wen's stunned eyes, it hit the silver light pattern on his chest hard.
"puff!"
The terrifying sword intent effortlessly penetrated the layers of defense laid down by the "Spirit Pattern Body Refining Technique" and penetrated into the body to wreak havoc and do whatever he wanted. Zhong Wen felt an indescribable pain coming from his chest and couldn't help but vomit.
Bloody, the body flew straight back and hit a mountain wall heavily.
Finally, the sword energy was slightly twisted by the "transfer of flowers and jade", and it failed to hit the heart. Otherwise, he would have returned to the west by this time and died.
"Zhong Wen!"
The thing happened so suddenly that even with Lin Zhiyun's powerful cultivation, she couldn't help her in time. Seeing Zhong Wen's face pale and sluggish, she couldn't help being surprised, moved her jade feet, and instantly appeared on Zhong Wen's body.
In front of him, he pulled out the long sword from his waist and protected him behind him.
"Huh? He's not dead yet?"
An old voice sounded from above the heads of everyone. Lin Zhiyun looked up and saw an old man with white hair and white beard, an immortal spirit, hanging in the air, holding a simple long sword in his hand, and his white robe was slightly blowing in the wind.
Floating around, he carried a powerful aura of a peerless master.
Before Lin Zhiyun could open his mouth to rebuke, the old man swung the long sword in his hand and sent out another sword energy, chasing Zhong Wen directly below him: "If you want to kill my apprentice, let's see how many times you can block my sword?"
The sword intent contained in this sword energy was actually a bit stronger than the previous one.
Zhong Wen has not yet recovered from the previous attack. He is taking out a bottle of "Huitian Dan" from the ring, intending to take the medicine to heal his injuries. When he sees the other party, he pursues him involuntarily. When he wants to resist, he is powerless. Seriously
I feel like crying but have no tears, and my chest is tight.
"Ten Thousand Swords!"
How could Lin Zhiyun tolerate [Biquge www.biqusa.info] He struck at Zhong Wen again and again, vibrating the long sword in his hand, and softly uttered two words in his mouth.
In an instant, thousands of golden spiritual swords appeared in the sky behind her. These many golden lights shone at the same time, emitting a brilliance even more dazzling than the sun. There was a bone-chilling chill on the surface of each spiritual sword.
Even though they were far apart, everyone in Tianjian Villa could still feel the frightening power contained in the spiritual sword.
The moment he saw the golden swords filling the sky, the expression of the old man in white changed slightly, showing a trace of solemnity.
The long sword in Lin Zhiyun's hand was pointed directly at the old man. The golden spiritual sword behind her seemed to have received instructions, drawing dazzling golden afterimages in the air and heading towards the terrifying sword energy.
As soon as the spiritual powers of the two parties came into contact, a golden sword light was chopped into pieces by the old man's sword energy and dissipated invisible.
After the sword energy shattered the golden sword light, it was only slightly delayed, and then it bravely moved forward again and collided with the second golden sword light.
The second way, defeat!
The third way, defeat!
The fourth way...
As the number of sword lights that were chopped increased, the momentum of the sword energy gradually weakened. However, the sword light condensed by Ten Thousand Swords Guizong seemed to be endless. With the momentum of "an elephant is bitten to death by many ants", it was crazy
Coming in.
After a "passionate collision" with nearly a thousand golden spiritual swords, the sword energy struck by the white-haired old man finally became unsustainable and became weaker and weaker. Finally, the energy failed and disappeared into the air.
"What an amazing girl doll!"
The old man in white had never thought that his sword energy would be broken by a junior who looked to be in his twenties. Apart from being surprised, he also felt a little excited. Infinite fighting spirit surged in his chest, and he raised the sword in his right hand high.
Pretending to strike.
"Senior Brother Yicheng, please stop and listen to what my little sister has to say." Jian Qingmei felt relieved when she saw Lin Zhiyun blocking the sword, and quickly spoke out to persuade her.
It turns out that the old man in white is Jian Jue's mentor, the Great Elder of Tianjian Villa and Jian Yicheng who kidnapped Liu Qiqi back to the Holy Land.
There has always been a generally accepted view in the cultivation world that among people of the same level, sword cultivators are the strongest.
Jian Yicheng is a pure sword cultivator. As the second master of Tianjian Villa after the Saint, it is not an exaggeration to call him the first person after the Saint.
"Junior sister, wait a moment." It was rare for him to meet an opponent who could catch his sword. His desire to fight was aroused, and he couldn't care about anything else. He just said casually, "After I deal with these two intruders, I will fight again."
You talk."
Before he finished speaking, he slashed out his sword again, and the monstrous sword intent stirred up endless turbulent spiritual energy, as if it was going to chop the entire space into pieces. The power was even more incomparable than the previous two swords.
Lin Zhiyun was happy and not afraid, and rushed forward with thousands of sword lights.
Thousands of sword lights and sword energy collided, and a desperate battle began in the air.
This time, Jian Yicheng's terrifying sword energy continued to kill nearly ten thousand golden sword lights before it was exhausted and dissipated.
What a terrifying sword!
This sword almost broke through Lin Zhiyun's ten thousand sword lights, and she couldn't help but feel terrified.
"You actually blocked it!" Jian Yicheng's eyes widened, and he could hardly believe that the sword he was determined to win actually failed to achieve success.
The two of them were facing each other from a distance and did not take any further action for a while. The powerful spirit power continued to accumulate and settle in the air, like the calm before a violent storm, bringing a strong sense of oppression to the hearts of everyone around them.
"It's been a long time since I've encountered such an interesting opponent." Jian Yicheng's face was solemn. He raised the long sword in his hand and slowly stabbed it forward. His spiritual power manifested in the air six upright black spiritual swords and six sword lights.
With himself as the center, he kept spinning and flying, forming a powerful sword energy field around him, "This is the first time I have used spiritual skills in more than ten years. You, a little girl, are proud of yourself.
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Lin Zhiyun's eyes narrowed, and she clearly didn't feel a trace of sword energy leaking out, but her body began to tremble instinctively, and a voice that came from nowhere lingered in her heart.
Danger!
Run quickly!
"Seven Styles of Heavenly Sword!"
Jian Yicheng softly uttered four words from his mouth, and the six black spiritual swords surrounding him turned from upright to horizontal, spinning rapidly in the air and heading straight for Lin Zhiyun. The sword energy field continued to expand, releasing unimaginable sharp edges.
The sharp intention destroys everything wherever it passes, and even time and space seem to be annihilated.
"Senior brother, please be merciful!" Jian Qing frowned and couldn't help but speak out to dissuade him.