"Ye Wushuang, do you think that with a sword, it can be comparable to sword cultivation, today I will let you see what a real sword cultivation is!"

Gong Jian drank coldly, and the ancient sword stabbed violently, and immediately differentiated into nine ancient swords, like nine fierce dragons, and the sword qi of destruction raged in the void. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This is Gong Jian's killing move, the Nine Swords of the Burial Ground!

Looking at the nine sword qi that was differentiated, and the Heaven and Earth Sword Dao slaughter, everyone exclaimed, the killing brewing in it was too amazing.

Wait, no, that's not sword energy!

Suddenly, everyone sensed something, and they were even more surprised, the nine killing swords displayed by Gong Jian were not sword qi, but real swords.

Every sword is real and full of slaughter.

The sword light transmitted hundreds of zhang, cutting through the void, annihilating everything in front of him, and then slashed towards Ye Wushuang, the sword light was sharp and boundless.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

A series of sharp and piercing sounds of breaking the sky kept ringing.

"Get out of the way!"

Looking at the nine swords killed from the air, the arrogant and impermanent face was anxious, the nine swords on the burial ground were Gong Jian's killing moves, and few people broke them.

Many people think that the nine swords are all condensed by sword qi, but this is not the case, the nine swords are imprisoned together by special means by him, and they are not known to outsiders, so many people are on the way.

If Ye Wushuang also fell into the Tao, then he would pay the price of his life, and he would be arrogant and impermanent, and he would not be able to live either.

"Nine Swords of the Burial Ground!" Looking at the sword that came through the killing, Ye Wushuang's eyes narrowed, how could all this be hidden from his eyes.

He stood quietly, unmoved, a smile bloomed at the corner of his mouth, it was so bright!

"You give me nine swords, then, I will also return you three swords!" The clear words spit out from Ye Wushuang's mouth, holding the ancient sword, like lightning, rushed forward.

Also three swords?

In the face of such a terrifying sword killing, Ye Wushuang also threatened to return the three swords, everyone's thinking was a little short-circuited, Ye Wushuang did not dodge, but rushed forward.

"First Sword: Sword of Thunder!"

Ye Wushuang snorted coldly, the ancient sword flashed with thunder, a sword slashed, thousands of thunder and lightning swords exploded in the void, and the sound of thunder was endless.

The nine swords paused.

Seeing this, Gong Jian's face sank, his handprint pinched, and the nine swords doubled, paused for a moment, and continued to kill towards Ye Wushuang.

Ye Wushuang didn't care about it, he still rushed forward, and a crazy aura gradually spread, and the power of madness lingered in his palm, pouring into the ancient sword.

Suddenly, everyone's attention was on Ye Wushuang's body, and a mad demon's aura gradually arose, and the indomitable sword intent made everyone feel their blood surging!

"The second sword, the sword of the madman!"

Ye Wushuang turned the ancient sword in his palm, and it pierced through the air, rippling out a brilliant sword flower, full of killing, coldness, and madness!

Everyone's eyes followed the sword flower, only to see the sword flower condensed into a bright arc, slashing towards the nine swords of the burial ground, the hidden sword intent killing, even more shocking.

Beizhe Sheng, Wudao, Yuhuatian, and even Liu Tianlan, who was standing on the mountain peak in the distance, all shrank their eyes, this sword gave them the feeling that even the sword cultivator might not be able to control it.

Ye Wushuang, is he still a hidden sword cultivator?

Qiang, Qiang, Qiang......

The sword of the mad demon clashed with the nine swords, emitting an incessant sonorous sound, and the energy of the collapse surged in all directions, giving people a huge sense of oppression.

The nine swords trembled, and under the incredulity of everyone, they catapulted back, groaning, and crashed towards Gong Jian.

Boom!

Of the nine swords that were out of control, two of them bombarded Gong Jian's abdomen, and the powerful force directly shook him out.

"His sword, how can it break my sword, I am a sword cultivator, a layman, how can I defeat me, impossible, impossible!"

Gong Jian roared angrily in his heart, it was difficult to accept this fact, Ye Wushuang used his sword to defeat him in the same way.

"And a sword!"

Ye Wushuang spit out again, many onlookers were moved, Ye Wushuang also had three swords, but now that the two swords have defeated Gong Jian, what kind of existence is the third sword?

Everyone was looking forward to it, but how did they know that the third sword was the weakest move among the three swords of the mad demon.

However, for Ye Wushuang, he preferred the first move, the Sword of Death!

Compared with the other two moves, the first move, which is simple, direct, and does not drag, is a sword of speed.

The sword is out, stained with blood, it is a sword of killing, no fancy, the most real sword!

Therefore, he stayed behind, and this sword, with his speed, was more suitable as a third sword!

"Real sword cultivation, ridiculous!" Glancing at Gong Jian's sword coldly, Ye Wushuang sneered, and stepped into the air, as fast as lightning, as fast as lightning, so fast that people couldn't react.

A ghostly light flashed in everyone's sight, and that ghostly light came from the sharp tip of the sword, sharp and sharp, and there was a strong death that made people's hearts palpitate.

"The third sword, the sword of death!"

The cold voice was still echoing in the void, and a life-threatening light had flashed, and people couldn't catch it, only the few people in the distance had just captured some.

However, there are only some of them, and not all of them.

Bang!

The sword light flashed, and it had already penetrated Gong Jian, his body fell to the ground, standing straight, at the throat, a blood hole gushed blood, and his pair of pupils stared at Ye Wushuang.

Suddenly, he sounded arrogant words, don't provoke Ye Wushuang, otherwise it will be ugly!

At that time, he was not surprised, and frantically provoked Ye Wushuang, letting Ye Wushuang fight him to the death, if he killed Ye Wushuang in battle.

Then, he could get the treasures and opportunities on Ye Wushuang's body, and he could also avenge the murder of the Heavenly Sword Sect Master, which was all good for him.

However, all this is his wishful thinking, and the funny thing is that he confidently said that he was killing people for fun, but now he is being played to death!

"You ......"

Gong Jian stretched out his hand and pointed at Ye Wushuang, before he spit out a word, the brilliance in his pupils dissipated, and his body fell to the ground with a bang.

The sound of tremors pulled everyone back to their senses, their hearts trembled violently, and the four peaks of the spiritual spring, under the three swords, prostrate here, turning into a cold corpse.

Ye Wushuang's strength is so terrifying, this is the white-clothed killing god!

"Senior Brother Gong Jian!"

The members of the Heavenly Sword Sect's side suddenly came back to their senses, looking at the dead Gong Jian, they became angry and rushed towards Ye Wushuang with killing intent.

"Kill me the genius of the Heavenly Sword Sect, Ye Wushuang, give me death!" More than a dozen figures rushed towards Ye Wushuang.

"Heavenly Sword Sect, it's so shameless, have you forgotten that this is a duel of life and death. ”

Jian Bufan and the others also came to Ye Wushuang's side, and the flying snow sword in his arms shook loudly, vowing to draw his sword and stain blood.

Bang!

On the mountain peak, Liu Tianlan's figure also disappeared in place, and landed in front of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

"He's coming, is he going to make a move here?"

Looking at Liu Tianlan's figure, a smile appeared on the faces of the three of Yu Huatian and they watched quietly.