In the eyes of others, the heaven and earth where Ye Qing and Murong Yanyu are located are in line with the poetic description of the smoke cage, cold water, moon and sand.

The white smoke wanders endlessly, or it takes on various forms by the wind, or floats silently above the water.

The cold and bright moonlight hung high in the deep sky, and the galaxy composed of dots of stars crossed the sky, dotted with a band of rose-red light in the dark chaos, and the moonlight and starlight passed through the smoke and sprinkled on the water and sand.

The icy river reflected the moon and stars in the sky, flowing silently.

White clouds, roses, tukunlun, blue snow and ice, purple galaxy, dark chaos, indigo sea.

The power of the seventh-layer Heavenly Treasure Jian was all transformed into the Sword Realm under Ye Qing's drive.

In Murong Yanyu's eyes, what he saw was a world composed of countless sword qi and sword intent, operating according to certain rules, once stimulated or urged by external forces, it would launch an earth-shattering attack.

"One sword and seven styles, a world of its own, not bad." Murong Yanyu's eyes swept back and forth, with a slight appreciation in his words, but then he sneered: "It's a pity, there is no form, there is a law, but there is no way." ”

After speaking, the Xiyang Wooden Sword seemed to suddenly have life, and it turned in Murong Yanyu's hand, and in the blink of an eye, it stabbed seven swords in a row like lightning.

Or stab the moon in the sky, or stab the river, or stab the air.

With Ye Qing's sigh, the Sword Realm Smoke Cage Cold Water Moon Cage Sand was like a sand that went away with the wind, quietly disappearing into the air.

It contained a sword aura that was enough to wipe out a king-level figure, and it was impossible to explode.

"Wonderful!" , the sword move was broken, although Ye Qing felt unwilling, but he did not hesitate to praise the opponent, "Only one move, no, it shouldn't be said that you made a move." Only seven swords were stabbed, and the swords were all stabbed at the key nodes of the sword realm, breaking the operation of the sword realm while guiding the sword realm to eliminate itself. The name of the Heavenly Sword is indeed worthy of its name. ”

"Well, the next move is still my own trick, please-"

"The sword is stormy, and the sword is terrifying!"

With his left hand and sword fingers slashing across the blade of the Remnant Sun Weeping Blood Sword, Ye Qing held the hilt of the sword in both hands and pointed at the sky, and in an instant, the wind and clouds changed color, and the mountains and rivers were agitated. Above the sky, the clouds gathered, and a wisp of clear air fell straight down from the swirling clouds to the tip of the sword.

As soon as he made contact, seven heaven-supporting sword lights rose behind Ye Qing.

White, red, yellow, blue, purple, black, blue.

The sword light shot straight into the sky, tearing apart the thick clouds that had gathered together. Rao is a brilliant day, and the brilliance is also covered by the sword light. The sky within a radius of hundreds of miles was all dyed with seven-colored brilliance.

As Ye Qing reversed the sword body, the tip of the sword impregnated with the vitality of heaven and earth was inserted into the earth, and the combination of earth qi and clear qi swept around with an indescribable might.

Seven heaven-supporting sword lights slashed towards Ye Qing, as if the sky was falling apart.

The howling wind swept away all obstacles, whether it was earth, sand, stones, flowers and trees, all of them were swept away by the sword qi.

The onlookers were forced to retreat again and again.

Five miles

Ten miles

Twenty miles

In the end, only a handful of people were able to stand within twenty miles and watch the battle.

Covered with autumn frost and leisurely travel, looking at Bei Xiaolou and Li Jianshi from afar.

I didn't expect the four wisdom of the ghost valley to gather together today, which is really surprising.

In the center of the battlefield, Ye Qing let go of the hilt of his sword and let the Remnant Sun Crying Blood Sword be inserted into the ground, surrounded by seven long swords.

"Gather qi to form, turn fiction into reality, and the means are extraordinary."

Murong Yanyu's expression was solemn, his eyes looked back and forth on the seven long swords, and his eyes lit up with a long-lost battle intent.

With a move of his hand, the pure white long sword turned into white cloud smoke fell into his palm, Ye Qing smiled suddenly, his body shook, and disappeared in place in an instant.

Yunyan Sword, there are only four styles in total at the moment.

Bewildered, lost, shadowed, sea of clouds.

The sword momentum unfolded, and the clouds and smoke that seemed to be there swam along with the sword blade, intertwining into a realm of confusion and mind around Murong Yanyu's body.

Ye Qingjian walked with him, integrating many body methods into one, and after comprehending the cultivation experience of the Yuan Evil Emperor, he brought forth the new. The speed of the body method is rare in the Nine Realms.

Although it is one person and one sword, it seems that several or dozens of people are besieging it together.

How can it be that in the past hundred years, it has not only created a deep foundation for Murong Yanyu, but also created a sword in his heart

Pure Kenshin.

Letting Ye Qing's body be wonderful, and the smoke was confusing, Murong Yanyu still dealt with it calmly, and the slanting sun wooden sword pointed directly at the flaws in Ye Qing's sword moves.

After several encounters, Ye Qing was forced to take shape, and took the initiative to give up the two styles of confusion and confusion.

As for the shadow of escape, it is a sword move that combines magic and martial arts, wrapping the sword body with wind, and then urging the mana to change the light path around the sword body, hiding the form at the same time, it can also enhance the lethality.

But in the face of Murong Yanyu's pure sword intent, this kind of sword move was useless.

Ye Qing took the initiative to retreat, and a burst of smoke rose from under his feet, and with the wind, the smoke spread more and more, and finally became a sea of clouds that engulfed Ye Qing.

Then Ye Qing slowly grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands and slashed towards Murong Yanyu in the air.

The slash seemed to be slow and fast far beyond the speed of sound, and the sea of clouds kept churning in the slash.

The air was hissing and letting out a deafening roar.

With Ye Qing's vigorous swing, the Yunyan Sword could no longer withstand the tearing, and it fell apart in an instant, Ye Qing's hands suddenly turned red, revealing Sensen's white bones, and the sea of clouds also shrouded towards Murong Yanyu at the same moment.

The constantly churning sword qi turned into a storm of blades in the sea of clouds, constantly tearing and splitting, trying to shatter everything.

Murong Yanyu, who was shrouded in the sea of clouds, only felt that there was a white expanse in front of him, and a sense of loneliness of independence arose.

With a long roar, a golden sword light condensed to the extreme cleaved waves from the sea of clouds.

Countless sword qi scattered in all directions, the earth was devastated, although Murong Yanyu came out, there were several more incisions on the sleeve robe, his beard was also cut off a lot by the sword qi, and there was a slender sword mark on his face.

"On the sword, I am not as good as you, and on the foundation, you can't fight me. If I don't want to lose, you can't win. ”

Murong Yanyu said regretfully, "That's why I said you were a pity." ”

Ye Qing had sprouts growing in the wounds of his hands, and most of them recovered as before, reaching out and moving again, the Xia Dang Sword and the Kunlun Sword roared at the same time and fell into both palms.

The blade of the sword reversed, and both were inserted into the ground by Ye Qing, accompanied by a humming sound, the earth continued to fall, and the earth qi poured into the Kunlun sword, condensing the essence of the shattered sand and gravel earth.

With both palms together, the Xiadang Sword and the Kunlun Sword were fused together by Ye Qing.

It's just that the blade of the fused sword kept vibrating, making a piercing sound, driving the entire long sword, almost jumping up from Ye Qing's palm. As the frequency of the shock gradually increased, the three-foot long sword finally calmed down.

The earthy yellow sword body is thick and thick, and the rose-red blade contains chilling power.