You swordsmen, are they all like this?

The young man laughed unscrupulously, and the faces of many of the swordsmen present were extremely ugly, and the sword on the side waved his hand in the wind, and said with a faint smile: "My apprentice is rude, but these sword masters are indeed not good." ”

The young man was actually an apprentice of the sword and the wind.

Sou......

At this moment, a sword qi suddenly shot out.

The sword qi is like snow, and it takes the sword straight to ride the wind.

However, before the sword rode the wind to do anything, the young man directly blocked in front of him and blocked the sword qi, but the power of this sword qi was extremely powerful, and it actually shocked the young man a few feet away.

"Oh, that's kind of interesting. ”

The young man looked at a figure on the high platform.

The person who drew the sword was a snow flyer.

Xue Feixu didn't look at the young man, she looked at Dao Chengfeng with a cold gaze and said, "Cangming Sword Sect Daozi Xue Feixu, ask your seniors for advice." ”

Her figure fluttered and landed in front of the sword riding the wind.

A chilling, snow-like sword momentum poured out in an instant.

"Oh, Sword Sect Daozi, a little strength. ”

Dao Chengfeng was slightly surprised.

"Master, let me meet her for a while. ”

The young man sneered and rushed forward with his knife.

Xue Feixu is not lazy, the sword momentum is circulating, and the sword qi is spontaneous.

The sound of swords clashing is endless.

And the sword jumped into the wind and landed on the high platform, his eyes were as cold as a knife at the many swordsmen present, "Which of you wants to lead the defeat first!"

"Hmph, let me meet you for a moment. ”

The blood shadow swordsman Hua Fei's bloody figure moved, and he rode the wind towards the sword.

The blood-devouring sword poured out, approaching the sword to ride the wind.

But Dao Chengfeng laughed, "Your momentum is not ruthless enough!"

He slashed down, and a blood-colored sword light poured out.

The sword momentum contained in the sword light is several times more ferocious than Hua Fei's blood's sword momentum, if Hua Fei's blood is a demon, then the sword momentum of the sword riding the wind is the Shura who stepped through the sea of blood and walked out of the battlefield.

With just one knife, Hua Feixue was forced to retreat more than ten zhang.

Burst......

Hua Feixue couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

He looked at the sword in horror, "This is impossible!"

The tenth on the sword list, I can't stop the sword and ride the wind!

What kind of strength is this!

Even if it's a celestial, it's nothing more than that.

Although it is a primordial god, the accumulation of the sword riding the wind is not inferior to the heavens.

"You're not qualified enough, who else. ”

Dao Chengfeng's eyes swept over the people present, and his fighting spirit was high.

"Let me Huangquan Sword teach you your sword moves. ”

An indifferent voice rang out.

Immediately, I saw a sword momentum rising into the sky, and the air around it suddenly dropped several degrees, and the treacherous sword momentum made everyone shudder, only to feel as if they were in the Yellow Spring, and their hearts were swaying.

"What a Huangquan sword. ”

Dao Chengfeng's eyes lit up, and in the face of this amazing sword momentum, the sword momentum on his body couldn't help but boil, and on the surface of his body, there was a faint rise of blood qi, and a blood-qi giant knife was formed behind him.

The giant knife is filled with monstrous sword momentum, and it stands out in its own in the yellow spring.

No matter how the sword momentum of Huangquan washed, the sword momentum stood still.

"Here, take my trick!"

"Yellow Springs Ghost Howl!"

Lin Wei let out a low snort and pushed the sword momentum to the extreme.

A sword slashed out, the surging true yuan poured like a tide, and the violent sword qi burst out layer upon layer, bursting out from the sword edge, like a yellow spring, in the yellow spring, there were even more evil ghosts rising and falling, letting out a wail.

Spooky, terrifying, and breathtaking.

The Huangquan Sword, which was the third on the sword list, made everyone couldn't help but marvel.

"Well done. ”

"Then you will also take a knife from me, the six styles of the blood knife!"

But the knife rode the wind without the slightest intention of retreating, he held the long knife tightly, and slashed out six knives in a row, although it was six knives, but countless sword qi appeared in an instant, and the knife qi was superimposed, forming a huge blood-colored skeleton.

This move was made by Yi Changqing before when he saw Yan Zhan perform it.

However, compared to Yan Zhan, the sword is too strong in the wind.

The skeleton composed of countless sword qi seemed to be able to swallow the sky.

Huangquan Sword, Blood Skull.

Two treacherous, ferocious forces collided together.

The pouring sword qi swept in all directions, and countless people were shocked by this power and retreated one after another, for fear of being affected by it.

The smoke and dust billowed and everyone looked at it.

I saw one man standing proudly with a sword, and the other half kneeling on the ground.

Huangquan swordsman Lin Wei.

The third in the sword list...... Defeated.

"Haha, who else. ”

The sword rode the wind and laughed wildly into the sky, and the spirit was high.

He carried the long knife in his hand and laughed: "It's better to do this, I'll see how you all go together, and I won't have to fight one by one." ”

Crazy, crazy to the limit.

Everyone was so angry that they gritted their teeth, eager to beat him up.

But they also understand that if it is really as the sword rides the wind, if everyone rushes forward, even if they win, they will only become the laughing stock of Nanling.

"Damn, isn't there anyone who can stop him?"

"This is the Cangming Sword Sect, there are strong people in the Sword Sect, it is not easy to stop him, but this sword riding the wind is clearly here to challenge the sword path with the sword way, if it is to suppress the other party with cultivation, it can only mean that there is no one in my sword path, and the sword path is not as good as the sword path in the same realm, how is this good. ”

"Yes, that's why the Heavenly Talent of the Sword Sect didn't make a move. ”

"But if the heavens don't make a move, who can stop the blood swordsman, even Lin Yi, who is third on the sword list, has been easily defeated, second, can the first win?"

"Now I can only hope that they can fight for their breath, otherwise the Cangming Sword Sect will lose face, and the Nanling Sword Dao will also collapse. ”

In the distance, in a pavilion.

A gray-haired old man looked at everything that was happening not far away, his eyes flickered, and he said to a blue-robed middle-aged man on the side, "What do you think?" ”

The middle-aged man said lightly: "The Blood Knife Guest has disappeared for sixty years, and now it appears again, and it is directly picked on an occasion like the Sword Conference, it is menacing, confident, and if you want to stop him, I'm afraid ...... Hard. ”

"As the sect master of the Sword Sect, you don't make a move?"

"I made a move, wouldn't it be a big bully to prove that there is no one in Nanling Kendo, this bloody swordsman seems to be reckless, but in fact he is delicate, otherwise he would not have said that he would challenge the sword path as soon as he appeared, this is a sword battle, not a battle of martial artists, and it is not a matter of cultivation. ”

"Look, who in the sword list can stop this person. ”

"Only Lin Yixi can fight with him. ”

"What if he is defeated too? ”

"That can only say that my Nanling Kendo is unlucky, and if I encounter this kind of thing again at the juncture when this Sword Tomb is about to be born, it will undoubtedly deal a blow to the swordsmen of Nanling and add variables to the Jianling industry. ”

"Is the intention of the Blood Knife Warrior really a sword battle?"

The old man said faintly.

The middle-aged man's eyes flashed, "Who knows......"

On the high platform, the knife rides the wind and holds the knife proudly.

A white-haired swordsman's hand rested lightly on the long sword at his waist.

"Let me go and meet him for a moment. ”

The white-haired swordsman is the second in the sword list.

He is also the top swordsman of the Cangming Sword Sect.

But just as he was about to make a move, a hand was on his shoulder, and Lin Yixi walked out slowly, "This battle, let me come!"

(End of chapter)