The Divine Sword Array was exerted to the extreme by Yi Changqing.

or attack, or entangle, or defend, or scatter.

Thousands of sword weapons shuttled across the battlefield, striking Zhao Wuji in all directions, without any dead ends, and Zhao Wuji had to maintain the state of spiritual power protection all the time, otherwise he could be injured at any time.

"Is that all there is to you when you advance to the king?"

Yi Changqing chuckled.

As soon as the sword finger moved, the sword weapon on the left side rolled up with his mind to stop Zhao Wuji, and then moved, and the sword weapon in front of the right converged and slashed out.

Zhao Wuxian couldn't dodge and was hit by the sword qi.

The sword weapon and the spiritual power armor on his body made a continuous sonorous sound, like a collision of gold and iron, blasting him away!

On the city wall, Swallowing the Moon, Shattered Star and others were already palpitating.

"How is this possible?"

"Isn't the palace master already promoted to the king, why is he still suppressed by the Obsidian Sword Saint, is he even stronger than the king?"

"What the hell is going on with this sword formation, so strong!"

Yi Changqing manipulated the sword array, countless sword weapons shuttled back and forth with his mind, flying, and he stood in place like a conductor.

And Zhao Wuji, who was once again knocked away by the sword qi, slowly stood up.

He patted the dust on his body and sneered: "Your sword formation is indeed powerful, but it can't even hurt me, your sword qi is too weak and too weak to match me at all!"

Truly.

He is now a king, and the spiritual power of the king level does not know how condensed it is, and it is many times thicker than that of the Extreme Venerable!

Even a spiritual barrier is extremely tough.

Most of Yi Changqing's sword qi couldn't break through that barrier!

"Now, it's time for me to be serious!"

Zhao Wuji's hand suddenly had an extra knife!

A long knife with a pitch-black, narrow body, and an incomparably sharp sword aura condensed on the blade, I saw him slash out casually, and the terrifying sword qi struck the sword weapon that swept out and flew out.

Yi Changqing manipulated the sword weapon to block the blowing knife wind.

"It seems that compared to the ice and fire martial arts of the clone, you yourself are better at palm techniques and sword paths, especially this sword path. Yi Changqing said with a smile.

He squinted, but his face was calm.

There was no surprise that Zhao Wuji was clumsy at the beginning.

Zhao Wuxian looked at the other party's indifferent expression, and there was an inexplicable anger in his heart, from beginning to end, the other party had a plain look, as if he didn't take anything to heart.

Even a king like himself is the same.

He even doubted.

What is there in this world that can move this person?

Does this guy really think he's in control?

"Obsidian Sword Saint, I would like to see how long your light and breezy face can last!" Zhao Wuxian said coldly.

As the words fell, his body flashed.

The long knife in his hand brought up a sharp and incomparable knife aura!

Tear sound.

The void was torn apart, and a white streak appeared.

In the face of this rushing sword, Yi Changqing's sword fingers moved, and one sword weapon after another was intertwined, gathering sword qi and sweeping towards the other party.

Sonorous sonorous sonorous ......

A clash of knives and countless swords erupted.

Sparks burst out, and energy rages.

Countless sword weapons were constantly knocked away, and the knife in Zhao Wuji's hand struck out in an unstoppable attitude, slashing towards Yi Changqing's neck.

The sword weapon is gradually depleted.

Yi Changqing's swordsmanship in the dantian came out.

The Amazing Sword came out, and the terrifying sword pressure climbed up from his body, and when he saw that Zhao Wuji's sword was about to fall on his body, the Amazing Sword in his hand brewed with an incomparably sharp sword qi and rushed forward!

Swords, swords clash.

At this moment, the point of attack poured out an incomparably terrifying energy.

The ground between Yi Changqing and Zhao Wuji burst open, forming a crack hundreds of zhang deep, and this crack continued to sink until it was a thousand zhang, and the strength gradually dispersed.

"Obsidian Sword Master, how is my sword?"

Zhao Wuji said with a knife pressing Yi Changqing's Amazing Sword.

The knife was as black as ink, extremely dark, like a darkness enough to engulf the mind, and people would be sucked in at the first glance.

and the silver-white astonishing in Yi Changqing's hands are almost two extremes.

"Heh, this knife is quite good, and it can barely be regarded as a top-grade weapon in the king-level spirit weapon. Yi Changqing smiled and said.

"Then it's your honor that you can die under this sword. ”

Zhao Wuji's blade deflected, slashing out one after another, and Yi Changqing held the Shocking Sword, the qi and blood and sword qi exploded at the same time, intersecting and circulating on the Shocking Sword, coupled with the incomparably exquisite swordsmanship, he barely blocked the opponent's attack, but he was still defeated.

After all, Zhao Wuji's spiritual power strength was far superior to him.

If Yi Changqing can break through another realm, he can still confront and even crush the other party, but he is still only a half-step Sword Venerable.

The sonorous sound continued.

Yi Changqing relied on his strong swordsmanship to cultivate and deal with Zhao Wuji, and on the city wall, Swallowing Moon Shattering Star and others swallowed saliva when they watched this battle.

"This Yi Changqing can actually use his swordsmanship to deal with the palace master, how clever is this guy's swordsmanship cultivation!!"

"Tsk, it's not an exaggeration to say that swordsmanship is a god. ”

"You know, the absolute gap in the realm is difficult to make up for with external objects, the higher the realm, the more so, a Venerable can't fight against the king no matter what, but this obsidian sword saint has been entangled with the palace master with his sword formation and swordsmanship, and he really has to obey it......"

There is no shortage of people who use swords in the Swallowing Palace, and after seeing Yi Changqing's means of using swords, even enemies have to obey.

"But in the face of the palace master, he will definitely be defeated!"

Swallowing Moon said coldly.

"That's nature. ”

Although there are exclamations and adoration, none of these can change their positions, and the difference in positions is absolutely that only one of them can survive.

"Pale yellow!"

Yi Changqing swept out with a sword.

The silver-white sword light mixed with blood red suddenly forced out.

Zhao Wuxian was briefly forced back.

Then, Yi Changqing's sword finger moved, "Sword up!"

The sword weapons scattered in all directions suddenly swept up, turning into a sword qi dragon and strangling out towards Zhao Wuji, but Zhao Wuji just smiled coldly, "Do you think this is still useful for me?"

He clenched the long knife and slashed out one after the other.

The sword qi is vertical and horizontal, tearing the sword qi dragon apart.

But the moment the sword qi shattered, a red and white intertwined sword light suddenly hit his chest, and Zhao Wuxian couldn't help but shrink his pupils.

"What!"

Isn't he manipulating the sword formation?

How could it be that he came suddenly and brewed this kind of sword qi!

When Zhao Wuxian was palpitating, it was too late to urge his spiritual power to resist, so he could only slash across his chest and block the sword light.

The swords struck each other, and the majestic sword qi poured out.

These sword qi spread along the knife in Zhao Wuji's hand, covering his whole body, constantly impacting the spiritual power barrier, and these sword qi were even stronger and sharper than the sword qi emitted by the sword array!

Under the impact of the sword qi, a gap finally appeared in the spiritual power barrier on Zhao Wuji's body, and it was slashed by the sword qi, leaving blood marks one after another.

Yi Changqing stood with his sword in his hand, looking at Zhao Wuji, who was forced to retreat and had several blood marks on his body, and said lightly: "This sword qi, is it still weak?"