I won the government, and I summoned the old master at the beginning

“Mighty Kendo Wangu…” Huan Zheng chuckled.

Immediately.

Before he could say anything more.

A sense of cold killing suddenly bloomed.

Everyone around the Qin King Hall could feel the coldness as if heavy snow had fallen, and it seemed that this Qin King Hall was raining heavily.

Sword intent!

Ye Gucheng’s sword intent.

It is also the sword intent of Ximen Chuixue.

Shi Zhixuan looked moved.

Although the strength of these two people is not much different from him, in terms of momentum and will, Shi Zhixuan is inferior to them, because their sword intent can even affect the qi of heaven and earth.

“Good sword intent.” Even the old Heavenly Master couldn’t help but marvel, his eyes were like thunder, looking upwards.

In a flash.

Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue had moved at the same time, one was like an immortal, white clothes flowing, sword intent was monstrous, like a lonely swordsman looking at the world, and the other was a flowing figure, like the snowflakes in the sky, lonely as snow.

Before they could make contact, the sword intent and sword qi of both sides had already rippled the surrounding air, and then spread in all directions, and where they passed, the tiles on the eaves of the hall suddenly flew.

This kind of sword qi and such a scene were already more fierce and domineering than Shi Zhixuan’s previous moves.

Both of them had light smiles on their faces, and their eyes were even more excited.

Old enemies meet.

What the sword pointed to was the path of kendo.

How not to get excited.

Even the long swords of both were trembling uncontrollably, because they both sensed the appearance of their old enemies.

Kendo is eternal, who is dominant?!

Bite!

Ding-ding!!!

Whether Ximen Chuixue or Ye Gucheng, they didn’t know what it was to keep their hands.

For a while, the sword light flickered, and the two of them fought heartily.

The sword qi was rolling like thunder, and the Qin King Hall was shaking.

Thundered!

It seemed that the Qin King Hall might be blasted away by the fierce sword qi at any time, and the surrounding air was constantly brought out with strong sword intent, and even the sword qi on the side of Ying Zheng, Lao Tianshi, and Shi Zhixuan suddenly attacked.

“Extinguish!” The old Heavenly Master took a step, his hair danced wildly, and his body flashed with golden light, converging all the sword qi in the sky.

Ying Zheng did not care about these sword intentions and sword qi at all, but watched this scene with appreciation.

The life and death of two peerless swordsmen.

In his opinion, it is extremely pleasing to the eye.

Ye Gucheng’s kendo is cumbersome, and Ximen Chuixue’s kendo is simple and crisp.

But if you really want to say that the strength is strong, Ximen Chuixue is slightly better.

This is mainly because the enlightenment stone allows Ximen Chuixue to filter what he has learned, which makes his sword more pure and more sincere, on the contrary, Ye Gucheng is also a peerless swordsman, but he has distractions and is not loyal enough to kendo!

His heart is not sincere, and Kendo naturally has flaws.

Really!

Between the flickering of the sword light, Ye Gucheng’s figure was ethereal, just like an immortal linfan, grabbed the vacant long sword and instantly stabbed out, the sword light flashed, but in the trembling instantly divided dozens of cold sword lights, like dozens of people stabbing together.

If it is an ordinary person.

Such a sword technique will naturally make people unable to judge, and thus fatal.

But Simon Chuixue was too pure, too sincere, and in an instant, his figure disappeared, and only a long sword struck, like a straight line that wanted to erase everything.

In an instant, Ye Gucheng’s dozens of sword lights were broken.

Although Ye Gucheng reacted quickly, he was also flashed by a mercury-like sword light, and the sleeve of his right arm was already cracked, and a sword wound bloomed on his forearm, almost a broken arm!

His figure flashed quickly and stopped a few steps away from Ximen Blowing Snow.

“Your sword is not sincere enough.” Ximen Chuixue said.

“What a pure sword.” Ye Gucheng hung his blood-dripping sword in his right hand, holding the long sword, and he sighed: “I originally wanted to intersect with you with a sword, but it seems that there is no chance now.” ”

“Next sword, you will die.”

He once again felt lonely, the loneliness of standing at the peak, staring at the world, but without an opponent.

Because the flying immortals outside the sky, once cast, Ximen Blowing Snow will die!

This was the result of Ye Gucheng’s temptation.

“You’re wrong.” Ximen Chuixue shook his head: “If this sword comes out, you will die.” ”

The Flying Immortal outside the sky is certainly strong, but Ximen Chuixue also has not come out with a sword.

That’s the Relentless Sword!

“Then try it.” Ye Gucheng’s long sword was raised, and between the trembling, his figure was like an immortal, suddenly floating.