Li Jianyuan, with a sword martial spirit, is a contemporary genius of the South China Sea Sword School.

This is a figure who has been pinned on by the South China Sea Sword Sect and has the opportunity to step into the Tiandu Domain.

Unfortunately, he died here, ending his short life.

It can be said that Li Jianyuan's fall was completely self-inflicted, if he hadn't repeatedly dealt with Xiao Yun, how would he have ended up like this?

Perhaps, with his talent, he can really stand out in the Great War of the Hundred Sects and successfully enter the Tiandu Domain.

Li Jianyuan fell, and Xiao Yun just glanced at this person lightly.

This person is ruthless, and he has repeatedly attacked him, and if he does not get rid of it, it will be a big trouble.

Call!

After solving Li Jianyuan, Xiao Yun moved his palm and collected his storage bag and other things.

At the same time, he palmed his hand, and the waist card appeared.

When the waist card appeared, a piece of light shot out on Li Jianyuan's body, and finally submerged into Xiao Yun's waist card.

Accumulate points, 71,800!

Points ranking, seventeenth in total!

There is such a round of numbers on this waist card.

At this time, Xiao Yun's waist card was already golden and became a gold medal.

His points seemed to have reached the seventeenth place among all the assessed disciples in the Xuanyuan Battlefield.

This ranking is not too high, nor is it low.

Of course, this is still Xiao Yun's low-key and did not deliberately plunder other people's points.

Otherwise, with his background, this point will definitely be more than that.

"Seventeenth on the overall list, it seems that there are still a lot of capable people in this Xuanyuan battlefield!" Xiao Yun glanced at this number, and a little smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he was still quite satisfied with this, and finally his eyes lit up, and his gaze turned to the other side.

There, Xiao Shiyi Lang was engaged in a fierce battle with Qin Beijian.

Xiao Shiyilang's long sword cracked the air, the momentum was like a rainbow, his pace was steady, calm as a mountain, but as soon as the long sword came out, it had the potential to cut the sky and the earth, under his attack, the sword of Qinbei retreated, even if he urged the sword of the martial soul, he could not compete with it.

"Qin Beijian, you are restrained, you don't dare to go all out, in this way, the edge of the sword is not there, and you lack the due momentum of sword cultivation, how can you move forward? How to cut all the qiē? Now you are afraid, you can no longer fight, you are doomed to defeat. ”

Xiao Shiyilang's eyes were as bright as a sword, staring coldly at the retreating Qin Beijian in front of him, and said word by word.

His words were word by word, and every word was like a sword blade, falling on Qin Beijian's heart.

When the words entered his ears, Qin Beijian's eyes flickered, and the confusion in his heart became even worse, and his sword qi began to disperse, and he couldn't condense a little.

If the heart is scattered, the sword intent is also scattered, and you can't fight!

If you are afraid, your sword intent is not sharp, and you will be defeated!

Xiao Shiyilang was as imposing as a rainbow at this time, and his indifferent words were like a sharp sword, which could destroy people's minds.

At this time, Qin Beijian's mind became even more confused under these words.

It seems that he has seen his defeat.

The gap between the two is clear at a glance.

"Am I really going to lose?" Qin Beijian's eyes were confused, and he thought about it carefully.

He was indeed afraid, afraid that the Martial Spirit Sword would be injured.

Once the Martial Spirit Sword is injured, then he will be completely defeated, and it will be difficult to make a comeback in Dongshan.

So he had scruples and didn't dare to fight with all his might.

But Xiao Shiyi Lang is different.

Xiao Shiyilang, he completely relied on his own efforts to comprehend the supreme sword intent, so that he can be today.

Although Qin Beijian has a good talent, he still relies on the sword of martial souls.

In the final analysis, Qin Beijian can be regarded as relying on external forces.

But Xiao Shiyi Lang is his own strength.

The kendo talent that he comprehended did not have any martial soul to rely on.

Therefore, Xiao Shiyi Lang is not afraid and has an indomitable momentum.

That's the gap!

"Senior Brother Li?" Just when Qin Beijian was confused in his heart and even more afraid, his eyes flickered, and he suddenly saw Li Jianyuan, whose breath had been extinguished, and fell towards the quagmire below, which made his heart skip a beat, and the feeling of uneasiness became even stronger.

"Xiao Yun!" When Qin Beijian's eyes flickered, he saw Xiao Yun, "He actually broke through?"

With just a slight sense, he saw that Xiao Yun's momentum had improved, and he also knew that it was Xiao Yun who killed this Li Jianyuan.

This made him inexplicably a little more stressed.

Now that Xiao Yun has broken through, he is undoubtedly another big enemy.

A feeling of confusion, a kind of panic, panic began to emerge in the heart of the genius of the South China Sea Sword Sect.

It overwhelmed him.

Airplanes!

At this time, Xiao Shiyi Lang strolled over, he was domineering, and a kind of sword intent burst out.

That sword intent was terrifying.

"If you want to kill me, then I'll let you be buried with you. Feeling that kind of sword intent, Qin Bei's sword eyes flickered, and there was a hideous light emerging in it, he raised his head suddenly, and the long dance was like a fierce beast staring closely ahead.

The beast that raised its head, a fierce aura began to condense on Qin Beijian's body.

"With the source of my martial soul, condense the strongest sword, and slash the heavens and the earth!" Qin Beijian's eyes flashed, and there seemed to be a mysterious pattern in the center of his eyebrows, these lines, like a sharp sword, exuded the breath of a primitive sword.

This is the source of the martial soul, which is integrated into the sea of knowledge and is the foundation of the sword of the martial soul.

Now that Qin Beijian has been forced into a Jedi, he seems to be going to use the origin of this sword to fight the last battle.

The origin of the sword, this is the foundation of the sword of the martial soul, and there is no room for loss.

Once this origin is damaged, then his Martial Soul Sword will never be able to recover again.

Call!

The source of that martial soul was like thousands of sword threads, and under the traction of Qin Beijian, it immediately entered the sword of that martial soul.

Suddenly, the sword of the martial soul shone brightly, with a vast sword qi erupting out, and the fierce sword intent was released to make the sky tremble, that kind of sword intent seemed to come from ancient times, giving people an unshakable feeling, even Xiao Shiyi Lang frowned.

"Did you use the source of the martial soul?" Xiao Shiyi Lang raised his eyebrows, he showed a solemn face, and seemed to know how terrifying the Qin Beijian was at this time, the source of the martial soul, that was the soul of the entire martial soul, containing infinite sword intent.

Even the sword of the martial soul continued to grow under the nourishment of the source of this martial soul.

Brush!

The source of the martial soul was condensed, Qin Beijian was holding a long sword, the whole person was domineering, and there was sword intent all over his body.

He took a step, and there seemed to be thousands of sharp swords bursting out of his body.

Chop!

When a chop word was spit out, the long sword of Qin Beijian slashed towards Xiao Shiyi Lang in front of him with a single move.

Brush!

As soon as the long sword moved, it really cut through the sky, and the sword light bloomed at the place where the sword was born, and a vast sword intent burst out.

Each of these sword intents is extremely powerful, it seems to have the momentum of the Eight Realms of Slashing Yuan Dan, so thousands of sword intents burst out, who can resist it? Not to mention that there is that sword of martial soul in front of it, the power of this sword is far more terrifying than those sword intents!

In the face of this sword, Xiao Shiyi Lang did not retreat, but there was a fiery color in those eyes.

"I'm just waiting for you to use the source of the martial soul. Xiao Shiyilang said with an indifferent face, a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"If you don't enter the source of the sword, how can you comprehend the supreme sword?"

In the face of Qin Beijian's fierce attack, Xiao Shiyi Lang seemed calm, he took step by step, and his body and sword seemed to have been united.

At this time, it was not clear that he seemed to be holding a long sword in his hand, and he could not see his figure clearly.

Xiao Yun in the distance just saw a sword light slashing through the void, and he was facing the domineering sword of Qin Beijian.

"Is this to take the risk of your life to comprehend the supreme sword intent?" Xiao Yun's heart moved, and when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but think of the scene when the predecessor surnamed Qin of the Yuanzong realized the Tao in the thunderstorm that day, and Xiao Shiyi Lang at this time undoubtedly wanted to realize the Tao in the sword rain.

He was going to comprehend the supreme sword.

Because the source of the martial soul of the Qinbei Sword has the supreme sword intent.

For a sword cultivator, having hands-on contact with it will bring endless benefits.

But at this time, this sword intent is vast and domineering, and it also contains great danger.

If you are not careful, this Xiao Shiyi Lang will die.

It can be said that Xiao Shiyilang's move is completely based on his life, in order to understand the true meaning of the sword.

His desire to seek the Tao made Xiao Yun admire it in his heart.

At this time, he knew that it was not by chance that this senior brother had come to this point.

This senior brother has great courage, dares to fight, and has a certain talent.

Only in this way can such a genius be created.

Boom!

The sword light flickered, and Xiao Shiyi Lang disappeared in an instant.

Inside, there was a deafening sound of swords.

But that kind of sword light was too dazzling, and the sword aura was so vertical and horizontal that even Xiao Yun felt frightened.

He looked at it, but he couldn't see what was inside.

Airplanes!

After a while, the sword intent where the sword light flickered endlessly weakened, and the void also trembled, Xiao Shiyilang's body withdrew slightly, his clothes were torn, and there were blood stains spilling from the corners of his mouth, but there was a look of satisfaction in his eyes.

It seems that this time he has received something.

Call!

Xiao Shiyi Lang was like a streamer, he was holding a broken sword and was shocked and flew out.

On the other side, the sword light was restrained, and the vast sword intent gradually dissipated, and Qin Beijian's body also appeared.

At this time, his body stood in the air, his robe stirred in the wind, and the sound of hunting.

It's just that his aura has decreased sharply, and the light of the martial soul sword has also dimmed.

"You actually turned into a sword to avoid the wounds of sword intent, so as to steal the supreme sword path in the source of my martial soul. Qin Beijian's eyes flickered and he couldn't help frowning when he looked at Xiao Shiyi Lang in front of him, and his expression seemed to have a feeling of being deceived.

This time, he not only exhausted a large amount of martial soul source power, but also helped Xiao Shiyi Lang to comprehend kendo a little more.

This is simply stealing chickens and not losing a handful of rice.

Although Xiao Shiyi Lang was slightly injured, once it was repaired, his strength would definitely go further.

And Qin Beijian was too exhausted at this time, and it was already at the end of the strong crossbow.

"If I can't kill him this time, even if I do it again, it's useless. Qin Beijian calmed down at this time, and began to show a deep groan on his face, "That Xiao Yun has also broken through, if he joins forces with that firebird, his strength will not be weaker than mine." ”

"Withdraw!" As soon as his mind moved, Qin Beijian was planning to evacuate.

"When I arrived at the land of heavenly martial arts, I found a spiritual pool, I first healed my injuries, and then entered the sword mound to comprehend the way of the sword. ”

After muttering a word, Qin Beijian put the sword of the martial soul into the sea of knowledge, and immediately fled towards the void in the distance.

At this time, he had exhausted too much of the source of martial souls, and he was almost seriously injured, and he had to heal his injuries immediately.

If he can get a chance in the sword mound and repair the wound of the martial soul, he may still have time to take revenge.

"Qin Beijian, do you think you can go?" Just as Qin Beijian escaped for a thousand meters, a slightly cold voice resounded in this sky, and the sound wave shook the void, and there was an irresistible momentum in it.

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