The reincarnation of the years, among the thirteen sword swinging styles, the most mysterious sword style, with Xu Feng's current realm, can only simulate the power of two or three points;

Xu Feng's face was heavy, and the flying sword in his hand was like a thousand jun, swinging it, the space seemed to be unable to withstand it, and there was a crisp sound of "click" in the void;

This sword is in one place, within a hundred zhang, all the sounds are silent, and the overwhelming thunder and slashing slash also died down in an instant, as if it was a static picture, appearing in front of Xu Feng's eyes;

Clang~

With a soft sound, the space trembled, time flowed, a pool of sword qi, like jasper clear water, as if from the long river of time and space, just washed for a thousand years, the moment the sword came out, within a radius of a hundred zhang, the entire void, all the space instantly condensed, as if time stood still;

Laugh at~

In the center of Xu Feng's eyebrows, a three-inch-long crack appeared, and blood flowed down the bridge of his nose to his lips;

The reincarnation of the years is the only move in the thirteen styles of the swinging sword that is close to the real swordsmanship of the swinging sword sect, and it is recorded in the sword book that the apprentice who can truly comprehend and master this move is not one in ten thousand;

Xiao Leiting's face was also fixed at this moment, his clear eyes, cold face, and even the hint of smile on the corner of his mouth were vividly displayed;

A cyan sword qi, as thin as a layer of clear water, trembled slightly, slashing through a shallow phantom, and the overwhelming thunder sword strength in front of him was divided into two by this thin layer of sword light, without the slightest feeling of stagnation, as if a layer of tissue paper was slashed by a blade;

Seeing the cyan sword qi slashing towards Xiao Leiting's eyebrows, Xu Feng finally couldn't hold on, a mouthful of blood spurted out, the scar in the center of his eyebrows, the blood splattered out like a spring, shooting out more than three feet away, Xu Feng's face turned pale in an instant, a strand of black hair on his forehead instantly turned silvery-white, two shallow wrinkles appeared at the corners of his eyes, and his face looked like he was ten years old;

Xiao Lei Ting was in his hands, and he was very proud in his heart, but he suddenly felt that his eyebrows seemed to be being held against a sniper rifle, and the threat of his life was in danger, which made his cold hairs stand on end, and a chill went straight to the back of his head, and a cyan sword qi more than a foot long in front of him flew towards him like autumn water;

"Ah~" Xiao Leiting roared, trying to dodge to the right, trying to dodge this sword full of cool killing intent;

Puff~

Xiao Leiting only felt a slight chill on his left shoulder, and suddenly his body was half lighter, and when he turned his head to look, a thick arm actually flew up in the air, looking at his left shoulder, and the entire left arm disappeared!

"My arm!" Xiao Leiting's eyes were about to split, he didn't know when Xu Feng came out with this sword, and he didn't know how he came out with this sword, why when he felt this sword, the sword qi was already so close to him, and besides, this thunder movie in the sky, is it all fake?

Xiao Leiting didn't feel the pain, the muscles at the wound on his left shoulder were shrinking and curling at a speed visible to the naked eye, like dead branches and leaves that had lost their moisture, and the recovery power that he was proud of had disappeared at this time;

"Impossible, how can it be ......" Xiao Leiting was horrified in his heart, as far as he could see, the left arm that was cut off by a sword had already begun to shrink in the air, like a dead branch that quickly lost its moisture;

Burst~

When the left arm fell, it turned directly into a handful of fly ashes, as if it had been dried for thousands of years, and all the cells had lost their vitality;

"Xu Feng!" Xiao Lei roared with his knife, eager to tear Xu Feng to pieces;

At this time, Xu Feng was not much better than him, and he barely used a sword beyond his ability, and his losses were even greater than Xiao Leiting;

Jian Yuan's true qi was consumed cleanly, and his spiritual power had bottomed out, at this time, his dantian and Zhihai were like two dry shallows, and even when he summoned the Linglong Pagoda, he felt a heart-rending pain in his head;

"Xu Feng, if you want to die, you must die!" Xiao Thunder became crazy;

The black long knife in his hand kept waving, his body rotated with the long knife, and in the air, there were faint cracks in time and space flashing with black lightning, and the air was filled with a scorching smell;

"Thunder Nine Slash, Ninth Slash, Zhu Immortal!" Xiao Leiting's eyes were full of bloodshots, a mouthful of blood sprayed on the black long knife, and the long knife that flashed with colorful divine light suddenly bloomed with a three-zhang long sword;

In an instant, Ziqing Mountain collapsed and turned into a pile of rubble;

Within a radius of 100 miles, it suddenly sank a foot, and even the onlookers suddenly felt a strong attack, and they all spurted a mouthful of blood, and even worse, they knelt directly on their knees, and their bodies made a crisp sound of "click", and the blood gushed out from the cracked skin wound like a spring;

"Run away~" exclaimed, everyone panicked and fled one after another, and in an instant, within a radius of 100 miles, only Xiao Leiting and Xu Feng were left;

Click~

In the dark clouds in the sky, a lightning bolt of thousands of feet crossed the sky, and the dim sky was like day in an instant;

On Xiao Leiting's bronzed skin, silver lightning-like cracks also appeared, and in his right hand holding the black long knife, a silver pattern spread from the arm holding the long knife to the heart;

"Ahh Xiao Thunder trembled like an electric shock, and the whole person actually emitted lightning bolts;

"Zhu Xian!"

A dull sound resounded through the earth, like a god, and within a radius of a hundred miles, the sound sounded like thunder;

Call~

Xiao Leiting tilted his head back, his body seemed to be completely out of control, and even his will had temporarily disappeared, but his right hand seemed to be controlled by someone, and he slashed at Xu Feng;

This knife is light and fluttering, and the knife qi that is wielded is also extremely thin and light, as if it is powerless, and it seems that it can be blown away with a single breath, but Xu Feng feels that the trace of the knife is as bright as a diamond to the extreme, weighing more than 10,000 jun;

That trace of knife slashed towards Xu Feng quickly, Xu Feng was weak, knelt on one knee, and a bloody knife split his entire face into two, looking as hideous as a ghost, but Xu Feng's eyes were as clear and bright as autumn water at this time, and in an instant, a little needle-like light appeared in the depths of his eyes;

Red Fire Golden Pupil!

Xu Feng's eyes instantly turned into two burning golden flames, within ten zhang of his body, the temperature rose rapidly, and even the air began to distort and deform, and a wave of heat spread out in all directions;

Two golden flames shot out and slammed into the sword qi;

Laugh at~

That trace of sword rays that could kill immortals and destroy gods was actually split into two by the two golden rays shot out of Xu Feng's eyes, and they were directly broken;

That trace of the sword seemed to have its own spirituality, constantly twisting and struggling, intertwining with each other, wanting to reunite into one, but the continuous golden flame continued to burn, and finally, the sword let out an unwilling cry and dissipated between heaven and earth;