[The one thousand and twenty-ninth sword I am looking for is you!]

"The light of the red sun is certainly better than the cold moonlight, but your swordsmanship is not pure, how can it compare to my cold moon burial poetry soul!"

The Great Priest coughed, and his body did not move, but when he saw that cold sword qi, he was slightly shocked, and it was actually the Ten Yang Burning Sky Sword Light of Feng Ziyue, which was shattered in one fell swoop!

The blazing sword light was just like smoke and fire, and it disappeared without a trace in an instant!

The sword light suddenly rose and disappeared, like a small stone thrown into the water, but it only set off a ripple and disappeared without a trace!

"It's not enough!"

The voice of the Great Priest began to appear a little out of breath, accompanied by a light cough.

"If you only have such a sword dao level, then you will be buried by my Cold Moon Sword Qi!"

Feng Ziyue had long expected that the Ten Days Burning Sky would not be able to confront the sword light of this Cold Moon Burial Poetry Soul, so he casually resorted to this move, just to use the power of the Red Sun to fight against it for a moment, looking for an opportunity to change his move.

The Cold Moon Burial Poetry Soul Sword Technique of the Great Pastoral Sacrifice is really a rare trick in his life, just in terms of the intention in the sword, and even above the seventh style of his sword magic technique.

Although Feng Ziyue is familiar with hundreds of supreme swordsmanship, the only thing that can surpass the soul of the cold moon burial poetry is the nameless sword technique created by him, and the immeasurable mystical sword technique obtained from the great master of the subtle school!

It's just that now he hasn't comprehended the immeasurable mystical sword technique, and although he can perform it in a hurry, he is by no means the opponent of the cold moon burial poetry soul of the Great Pastoral Sacrifice;

And the nameless sword technique-he keenly felt that there was no killing intent in the sword moves of the Great Mu Sacrifice, and there was no desperate plan at the moment.

Yes, although the power of the Cold Moon Burial Poetry Soul Sword Technique is amazing, there is always room for sword moves, and it is not a move that wants him to "live".

Feng Ziyue has been immersed in "lewdness" in kendo all his life, so he can naturally distinguish clearly.

However, he also knew very well that if he really couldn't resist this sword move, under the backhand of the Great Pastoral Priest, he would be able to kill himself under the sword.

Therefore, he didn't dare to slack off, he shook his spirit, the sword light was shaken, and after the Ten Days Burning Sky Sword Move was shattered, he immediately fought with another sword move.

Heaven, earth, wind, thunder, water, fire, mountains, and rivers!

Eight Ways of Edgeworth, Eight Swords in One!

Although this is the basic sword move to step into the realm of gathering heavens, but when you step into the unity of the eight swords, the eight origin forces converge to form a huge wheel of light, which is also an extremely powerful sword move.

"Good!"

The Great Priest bowed his head slightly and opened his mouth to praise.

"This basic swordsmanship, you can use it to this extent, and the fire in the sword path is enough!"

The more plain the swordsmanship, the more it can show the cultivation realm of the sword, Feng Ziyue's move is a combination of eight swords, the fire is old and spicy, and the eight kinds of origin power are brought into full play, and the basic swordsmanship is brought into play to the power of the superior swordsmanship, which is really breathtaking.

However, although it is praised, these eight swords are in one, and under the cold moonlight, they are still vulnerable.

The eight 'color' sword light had just taken shape, and with a flick of the Great Shepherd's wrist, he split the eight swords, and a sword qi went straight to the middle palace and scattered the eight 'color' sword light!

Feng Ziyue had already expected this result, so he didn't panic, he staggered a step, his right hand sank quickly, and a sword light "shot" out quickly and incoherently!

Heaven and earth are obedient, open up the star!

This sword move, Feng Ziyue was realized in a hundred steps of narrow path, for more than a year, although it cannot be said that it is completely comprehended, but it has also comprehended a bit of mystery, although it cannot be defeated by the cold moon burial poetry soul sword technique, but it is enough to fight against it for a moment.

"Huh?"

The Great Priest snorted in surprise.

"This is the heaven and the earth, the opening star? Good boy, even Lao Xiao's swordsmanship has been learned, and the old man is becoming more and more curious about your kendo heart......

Heaven and earth obediently separated from the opening star, it is the famous sword move of the Vermilion Bird Sword Saint, although he has not used the sword for many days, but the great shepherd sacrifice is so knowledgeable, once it is used, it is natural to recognize.

Feng Ziyue is a guest from the outer world, and he shouldn't have had the opportunity to see the Vermilion Bird Sword Saint, where did he learn this sword technique, and the Great Pastoral Priest felt a little surprised.

"However, Lao Xiao's swordsmanship, you haven't gotten it, break it for me!"

The Great Pastoral Priest coughed again and again, and the cold moonlight-like sword qi stirred in a row, actually wrapping the sword light that had obediently separated from the Pioneer Star in the sky and earth, and just by stirring, this sword qi was shattered!

Juggernaut trick, break!

Feng Ziyue's heart was cold, this move of the Great Pastoral Sacrifice was hard to break through the heaven and earth and obediently open up the star, which was to show the "burial" of the cold moon burial poetry soul, this swordsmanship in addition to mercury pouring into the ground, invulnerable, also has a strong power.

Heaven and earth obediently separated from the opening star, which was already regarded as the fastest sword move, but under the winding of the moonlight, there was no resistance to it, and it was shattered.

On the one hand, this shows the high sword skills of the Great Pastoral Sacrifice, and it also shows how strong the "burial" character of the cold moon burial poetry soul is.

However, the Great Pastoral Sacrifice did not leave him time to sigh, and as soon as he broke through the Heaven and Earth and obediently separated from the Pioneer Star, the sword light was like moonlight, and he continued to attack with mercury.

Feng Ziyue snorted, took three more steps back, and was already not far from the entrance of the main hall.

In an instant, he had changed three sets of peerless swordsmanship in a row, but without exception, they were all broken by the sword intent of the cold moon burial poetry soul, and he had no power to resist, and he couldn't help but admire in his heart.

There are not many people who can convince him above the sword path, he is a human being in two lives, and he comprehends the peak sword path, even if he encounters a sword idiot who understands the strange way of the sword, he can have a slight upper hand, but under this cold moon burial poetry soul sword move, he seems helpless.

But no matter what, we still have to support it.

No matter what the purpose of the Great Pastoral Sacrifice is, Feng Ziyue does not have the consciousness of defeat!

He gritted his teeth and made a move, and showed the immeasurable mystical swordsmanship, the sword light was changing, and the clouds and mountains were covered with fog!

"Immeasurable Xuanji Sword Technique?"

The face of the Great Shepherd became solemn, his eyebrows trembled, and his head bowed slightly.

"I heard that you have been with the sword idiot for a while in the Vermilion Bird Academy, borrowed the immeasurable mystical sword book, and within half a day, you learned the essence of swordsmanship, but now it seems that it is not a lie. ”

"Sure enough, it's the supreme kendo qualification!"

He sighed in his mouth and exclaimed, "The immeasurable mystical sword technique was created by the great grandmaster Xue Dingren, and its subtle and mysterious points are indeed comparable to the cold moon burial poetry soul sword technique of the Moon Lord......"

These two sets of swordsmanship are a level of martial arts.

The Cold Moon Burial Poetry Soul Sword Technique created by the Moon Lord is the secret of the Moon Lord's Temple, and it is extremely magical.

And the immeasurable mystical sword spectrum is a great name that resounds throughout the galaxy universe, and everyone knows that Xue Dingren is born and dies, and it is not life or death, but no one understands the mystery of it.

These two sets of swordsmanship, if they are both at the pinnacle level, no one knows who can win.

However, in the current Great Shepherd Sacrifice Cold Moon Burial Poetry Soul Sword Technique, immersed in "lewdness" for thousands of years, the sword moves are old-fashioned, and the changes are old and spicy;

Compared with the two, it is naturally Feng Ziyue's momentum, which is a little worse.

“...... This sword technique is extremely exquisite...... Ahem......"

The coughing sound of the Great Shepherd Priest became more and more intense, but his subordinates were not merciful at all, he still had a lot of respect for Xue Ding*** Grandmaster in his mouth, and the sword light shook, and Feng Ziyue's sword was forced to be "chaotic", and he continued to enter, and immediately tore apart the immeasurable mystical sword technique that did not change the big net.

This immeasurable mystical sword technique, the key is the unpredictable change, the change is close, although the sword light has not dispersed, but it no longer has any power, Feng Ziyue sighed, and took another step back.

He had retreated to the door.

So far, the Great Pastoral Sacrifice is still just a sword, and the sword intent of this cold moon burial poetry soul has forced him to this extent.

Four supreme sword techniques in a row, in front of the Great Pastoral Sacrifice, they couldn't make a move, and Feng Ziyue couldn't help but feel a slight frustration in his heart.

However, a generation of sword gods has always been more and more courageous, after all kinds of twists and turns in the previous life, Feng Ziyue's Dan heart has been like iron and stone, the enemy is getting stronger and stronger, and there is no idea of retreating.

This trick of Leng Yue burying the soul of the poet "forced" him to this extent, but instead "forced" his infinite potential!

"Continuous...... Four sets of swordsmanship in a row...... Ahem...... Although it is not your kendo heart, but it also let the old man see your kendo qualifications, other people's sword intent, you can actually play to the point of vividness, if it is your own kendo, I am afraid that the old man can add fine ......"

The Great Priest coughed repeatedly, his face turned red, the wrinkles on his forehead became more and more profound, and his eyes were "revealed" with fatigue, but his sword moves were still not "chaotic" at all.

"I've broken all your changes, and if I want to survive in death, I can only use your original sword, come on, let me see what your sword looks like!"

His sword light was "forced", and his eyes were "revealed" with the "color" of expectation.

Feng Ziyue's heart was awe-inspiring, he had been "forced" to a desperate situation by the soul of the cold moon burial poem, because the immeasurable mystical sword technique was broken, even if he took another step back, there was no room to move, the only choice was probably to use the sword god trick to shake it, this was the sword path he himself understood, but he didn't need the space to launch.

But before the Great Pastoral Festival, he had already seen through this change, this person's swordsmanship, martial arts and vision were really shocking, and he really didn't know how many years he had lived!

He gritted his teeth, knowing that the purpose of the Great Pastoral Sacrifice was to open his kendo hole card.

Although the good sword magic technique is strong, it is not Feng Ziyue's trick to press the bottom of the box, and the seventh form has been used many times since he practiced it, and now that it has reached this point, there is no need to hide it.

He shouted, and the sword light rose in response, surging, and the momentum was great!

Sword Divine Formula, Seventh Style, the Great Harmony of the World!

"Good!"

The Great Shepherd Priest praised loudly, laughed loudly, his hair flew away, and then there was a violent cough!

"Sure enough, it's the swordsmanship that people like you will use, the dignified array, and the righteous teacher!

"Not only do you have a supreme sword soul, a supreme kendo qualification, but also a sword heart that is in line with the right path!"

"The person I'm looking for is you!"