Majestic sword pressure, ice and fire energy.

Two terrifying forces collided with each other.

The momentum alone made the entire Snow Mountain Sect constantly turbulent, and the territory within a radius of tens of thousands of miles was even more holographic, and everything was silent.

"There is a swordsman like you in the imperial court. ”

Zhao Wuxian took a deep breath and stared at Yi Changqing with a look of surprise.

He didn't expect the Obsidian Sword Saint to be so strong.

was able to compete with his ice and fire clone.

Yi Changqing held the white jade in his hand, and was silent, but the sword on his body was silently circulating, and a silver sword light flashed in his eyes.

Without saying a word, a galaxy sword qi gushed out.

How is the sword qi, tearing the sky and the earth.

Straight to Zhao Wuji!

"Good time!!"

Zhao Wuxian let out a long roar, and the ice and fire energy on his body exploded at the same time, punching out one punch and one palm, the cold palm qi, and the lava fist burst out.

The fist qi hit the galaxy sword qi.

Click.

The void began to clatter and shatter like a mirror, and white cracks spread out one after another, covering a radius of tens of miles.

The sight in front of them made everyone hold their breath.

They could clearly feel that that sword qi, that ice and fire qi contained a terrifying power that was enough to kill them thousands of times!!

It's terrifying.

It was so terrifying that they couldn't resist at all.

"Happy!"

Taking advantage of the strength of ice and fire, when the sword qi had not completely dissipated, Zhao Wuji rushed out without fear, and stubbornly resisted the powerful power, and his fists brewed the power of ice and fire towards Yi Changqing.

Yi Changqing's eyes flashed, the sword edge deflected, and he slashed out.

"Pale Yellow of the Sword!"

The sword aura is like a rainbow, with endless sharpness.

A pair of fleshy palms struck the blade of the sword.

Bang!

Sword qi and ice and fire burst out between the slight end of the sword blade and the flesh palm, and the sword qi like a mountain peak in the distance was cut in half.

Immediately afterward, he was hit by the power of fire and ice.

Half of it is frozen into permafrost, and half is melted into sediment.

"Come again!"

Zhao Wuxian made all his fists, no, not only fists.

Every part of his body turned into a terrifying murder weapon, and the energy of ice and fire poured out at will from every corner of his body.

Coupled with the exquisite fighting skills, it is extremely amazing.

Fist swing, knee and leg throw......

The fighting skills were brought into full play by Zhao Wuji, the ice and fire energy was circulating all around, and the red and blue lights were alternating one after another.

Everywhere he went, the Void Earth was either burned to ashes or frozen into ice, and the terrifying lethality was enough to shock everyone present.

Arguably.

The current Zhao Wuji is so powerful that even a Limit Venerable can't hold a move, and he can't last long if he goes up to a few limits.

The power of ice and fire, touching it is injured, and touching it is death.

But even if Zhao Wuxian is so powerful, Yi Changqing still copes with the sword in his hand, without the slightest panic, and the sword qi is flying, which is the most exquisite swordsmanship in the world.

Picking, stabbing, splitting, chopping, teasing......

The most basic sword moves were freely combined and changed in Yi Changqing's hands, deriving thousands of exquisite sword moves, competing with the strength of ice and fire without falling behind, and many people present were swordsmen, especially the sect master of the Snow Mountain Sect was a sword venerable close to the extreme realm.

These people looked at Yi Changqing, their faces full of horror and dumbfounded.

Flowing clouds and water, easy to come.

This kind of swordsmanship is exactly what they have been pursuing all their lives!

But now in the hands of others, it is easy to use.

"Yi Sword Saint, this is the Sword Saint!"

"This kind of cultivation is simply incredible. ”

"The Obsidian Sword Master is so strong!"

"If it's about the way of the sword, I'm afraid that no one in the entire Obsidian Dynasty can compare with it, and the name of the Sword Saint is worthy of its name!"

"Fortunately, the Sword Master came with us this time, otherwise we would have to face Zhao Wuji...... I'm afraid it's more than lucky. ”

The blade of the sword and the ice and fire are striking one after another.

Momentum swept in all directions.

With a sonorous sound, Yi Changqing retreated a few feet, the white jade Wuxian in his hand trembled slightly, and a crack appeared on the sword body!

Zhao Wuji smiled coldly, "Heh, the name of the Sword Saint is indeed worthy of the name, and even in the entire dynasty, except for me and the Obsidian King, no one is your opponent, but unfortunately, it happens to be me who you met today!"

Speaking of this, his face showed a look of pride, "Under the power of ice and fire one after another, how long can your sword last, and how much combat power can a sword master without a sword have?"

The words fell, and he killed again.

He paid attention to it, first broke the weapon in Yi Changqing's hand, and the sword saint without the sword suffered a great loss of combat power, and it would be easy to kill him when the time came!

However, Zhao Wuji's abacus is really good.

But......

"Huh. ”

With a chuckle, Yi Changqing suddenly put away the white jade without forgiveness.

When Zhao Wuxian was suspicious, a bad feeling suddenly arose in his heart, urging the cold qi on his body to the extreme, and the violent power locked on Yi Changqing, and sent out a palm, like an iceberg suddenly pressed down!

At this time.

A flash of silver-white sword light suddenly flashed.

This sword light is inspiring and domineering, and it seems to be proud of everything.

The sword light flashed, and the iceberg condensed by the cold air was torn in half, and Yi Changqing and Zhao Wuxian staggered by.

A trail of blood spread along Zhao Wuji's palm to his shoulder!

Blood gushed out, and the sharp pain made Zhao Wuji's face gloomy to the extreme, and at the same time, a trace of fear appeared in his eyes.

The sword just now was aimed at his neck, and if he hadn't moved away at the last moment, I'm afraid that his body would have been separated by now!

"What the hell is that sword!"

Zhao Wuji turned to look at Yi Changqing.

I saw that the other party was carrying a silver-white long sword in his hand.

That sword, not gorgeous.

But it's extremely peculiar, I can't see what the material is, it's not gold, it's not wood, it's not stone, it's surrounded by sword energy, and it's full of terrifying sharpness!!

That kind of sharpness made Zhao Wuji feel a little palpitating.

Especially after thinking that he had almost cut off his neck by this sword just now, he was even more jealous, and the power of ice and fire in his body flowed, and he was extremely vigilant.

"This sword, amazing!"

Yi Changqing chuckled.

The sword pressure on his body suddenly skyrocketed to a point that made everyone feel unbelievable, and even from a distance, he felt a burst of boundless blades rushing towards him, as if he could tear everyone present apart in the next moment!

"This breath is infinitely approaching the king!"

"It's terrifying!!Is this the true strength of the Juggernaut?"

"Oh my God. ”

The crowd was amazed and shocked.

Only An Chenyue can keep her face indifferent.

At this time, Yi Changqing moved.

He stepped out in one step, and a fluttering sword slashed out towards Zhao Wuji, this sword did not have a majestic and endless momentum, just a slash!

But it made Zhao Wuxian feel a mortal danger.

Without saying a word, the power of ice and fire was urged to the extreme, the cold condensed into ice, and the fire bloomed like a lotus, resisting this sword together!

But the ice cracked.

The Lotus of Fire withered.

The sword qi was unstoppable, landing on Zhao Wuji's chest, completely blasting him out and smashing into a mountain peak.

The mountain peaks collapsed violently, and the rocks and mud buried Zhao Wuxian without a trace.

Everyone swallowed, and their foreheads were covered with cold sweat.