Swordsman's Way of Thunderbolt

Accompanied by a high-pitched long cry, He saw the long sword in his hand trembling, the blood-colored sword edge, with an indescribable strange evil spirit, the ghost blade in the hand holding the sword, the twilight of the sword, fluttering, and the whole body was filled with a ghost. An aura of madness, like a mad beast, full of combat power.

"Zhu Can!"

"It's Zhu Canjian, the sword of Canyue Feixue, the top swordsman of Fengjian Pagoda in the past. It is said that after Cannon Yue Feixue disappeared, it was sealed in Fengjian Pagoda. How could it be in the hands of Ghost Blade Xihen?!"

Seeing the blood sword's edge appeared, there was an exclamation of exclamation around the sword fighting arena. Without him, it was mainly because of the origin of this sword.... It was too big.

In the past, the swordsman at the peak of the Fengjian Pagoda used to carry the saber.

For a time, many people looked envious. Even though there were many swordsmen with extraordinary strength among the swordsmen present, there were very few people who could own a weapon as a sword. A sharp sword, Enough to increase the combat power of a swordsman out of thin air, or even more!

"Magic Ye Tingjian, today...you must be defeated!"

Crazy, indifferent, full of murderous intent, and maddened, the voice of Ghost Blade Xiken slowly came out, and an incomparably strong killing intent spread wildly and swept all over the place.

The temperature around the sword fighting arena suddenly turned cold at this moment, and many people even had goose bumps on their skin. I don't know if it was because of the cold or because of fear.

Mo Ye Tingjian was still unmoved, the figure standing upright, in his eyes, reflected the madness of the opponent, but he further fell into calm.

"If madness can greatly increase your strength, then you can shout louder, I don't mind."

He opened his mouth lightly, only to see Mo Ye Tingjian raised his hand gently, his fingers spread out, and he grasped it in the void. Immediately, the infinite sword intent came together, coiled around his body, and whistled.

"Drink~~~"

With a long shout, the power of the ghost blade Xiken erupted, holding the sword in his hand, a sword slashed out, and the hair was flying with it, and the crazy breath spread, giving people a very frightening feeling.

"Xi Liu Sword Technique?!"

Someone recognized Ghost Blade Xihen's swordsmanship at a glance, and could not help but exclaimed in surprise. This is a rare high-quality martial art in Fengjian Tower, and its power is extremely tyrannical. Moreover, judging from the situation of Ghost Blade Xihen's shot, he It is clear that it has been cultivated to a very advanced realm.

"This is Can Xue Feixue's swordsmanship. I heard that it specializes in restraining the Ba Dao, and its power is extremely extraordinary!"

"Ghost Blade Xiken's practice is not bad. I can feel an inexplicable chill from being so far away. This sword is too terrifying!"

"Faced with this kind of swordsmanship, Mo Ye Tingjian seems to have to draw the sword!"

It is said that Mo Ye listens to swordsmanship and is the only top swordsman in the arena who can compete with Ghost Blade Xiken. However, from the beginning to the present, he has never drawn his sword out of its sheath. This time, he really Are you going to draw your sword?All of a sudden, the eyes of everyone around came to focus, just to see the sword of Mo Ye Tingjian.

However, to the disappointment of everyone, even in the face of such a fierce sword from Ghost Blade Xiken, Mo Ye Tingjian still did not see the slightest gesture of drawing out the sword. He slowly raised his hand and grasped it in the void. The intention was condensed, and suddenly, a azure blue sword appeared in the palm of his hand.

"Yejian, hit Meteor!"

The silhouette that changed in an instant was like a roaring wind, and in the blink of an eye, Mo Ye Tingjian had disappeared in place, and the light sword in his hand was going straight forward, whistling and piercing the air.

The Meteor Strike Sword is like a shooting star. Although it looks extremely simple and has no changes, it is a straight stab. However, this straight stab is the origin of all swordsmanship in the world!

"Hmm~~~~"

On the top floor of Fengjian Pagoda, Tan Xiqi couldn't help but let out a light hum, and then he couldn't help but exclaim: "I haven't seen him for many years, I didn't expect his swordsmanship to be so advanced."

"It is clever and clumsy, and the avenue is simple. This sword is indeed extraordinary."

Next to him, Tian Luozi also praised him. He, who had played against Mo Ye Ting Jian not long ago, can naturally perceive more clearly that Mo Ye Ting Jian has now fully integrated with the cultivation base after unlocking Jian Feng. It seems that there has been progress that is almost reborn.

Tan Xiqi sighed to himself: "You shouldn't help him unlock the sword seal. If he can break the sword seal by himself, then his cultivation will make greater progress."

"is it?"

Tian Luozi replied irrefutably: "I don't think so. Although the method of sealing swords can promote the improvement of swordsmanship, it is not the only method. Perhaps, the current Moye Tingjian is the real Moye Tingjian!"

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As soon as the words were settled, in the sword fighting arena, under the amazed eyes of the swordsmen, He Jian Mo Ye listened to the sword and smashed the sky, like a volley hit the sky, and at the moment when he couldn't let go, he stabbed the ghost blade Xihen sharply. Above the tip of the sword, there is no deviation in the slightest, and the sword strength does not leak at all.

"Ding............."

The peaks of the two swords clashed, and only a crisp and piercing metallic vibrato was heard, curling up with endless killing intent, and instantly burst into all directions. , rolled and scattered around, like a turbulent wave, surging endlessly.

In the scattered sword qi, the two figures were shaken back, and they each collapsed backwards without the slightest pause. Ghost Blade Xiken, who was in a violent state, stomped heavily on the ground of the sword fighting arena, and again slammed. swept out.

"Xi Liu Slash!"

 …

The cold and stern voice echoed on the sword fighting arena, and what was even more stern was the blood-colored long sword in his hand, his head bursting with wild hair dancing wildly, the killing intent surging all over his body, the ghost blade Xiken glared at him, and the sword edge whistled. Po Kong, in the battle of feuds and feuds, recklessly swayed the sword light that surpassed the limit.

"Now you make me feel a little bit more interesting."

Speaking indifferently, Mo Ye listened to Jian's eyebrows, not only did not see the slightest panic and worry, but added a bit of excitement.In the expression, the fighting spirit is more vigorous, the sword is surging, and between the hands, the lightsaber is vertical and horizontal:

"Yejian, swallow Xi!"

It is also the simplest move, but when it is used in the hands of Mo Ye Tingjian, it seems to be the most exquisite move in the world. Blade Sunset Ultimate Move.

"Chong......"

Once again fierce confrontation, the two swords collided and collided, generating layers of energy and vibrations, whistling and spreading out, hitting the forbidden enchantment around the sword fighting arena, arousing all kinds of brilliance and sparkling, extremely dazzling.

"Is that your limit? If that's your limit, it's too disappointing."

In the fierce battle, Mo Ye listened to the sword's words, and the words were clearly a bit annoyed, without him, just because what he needed was an evenly matched opponent, not the so-called victory: "The next move, it should be to let you It's time to drink."

The words fell, the sword intent rose, He Jian Mo Ye listened to the sword and raised his hand, the lightsaber circulated, and a cold sword intent accompanied the sword edge of the lightsaber in his hand.

"Yejian, Broken Sea!"

Extreme extreme, extreme!

In the face of Mo Ye Tingjian's decisive sword, can Ghost Blade Xihen stop this never-before-seen sword of breaking the sea?Or will he just swallow it?On the Fengjian Pagoda, Tian Luozi, sighed in surprise, confronted with words, and fought swordsmanship, who will fall behind, Tianluozi was defeated, or Sigh Xiqi was convinced and converted to Dimen?Wonderful plot, all in the next chapter.......

Episode 799: Dao Ling, Ghost Blade, Devil Can't Swallow the City!

The Sword of Night Demon, one sword cuts the sea!

Faced with the attack of the Devil's Night Tingjian decisive sword, in an instant, even the Ghost Blade Xiken, who was in a state of rage, also sensed an indescribably strong crisis.

This crisis......not from the dreamlike lightsaber in front of me, but from the hand that holds the sword, but from the hand that holds the sword master of the hand.

I have to say that although he has attached great importance to the strength of Mo Ye Tingjian, in the end, he was still surprised to find that he still seemed to underestimate Mo Ye Tingjian.

"Damn, you want to defeat me like this, arrogant!"

Angry, anger, anger, and anger on Huo Meishan. After the momentary sense of crisis, he felt that he was underestimated and despised by the ghost blade Xihen, and suddenly became angry. Move the true essence, push to the unprecedented limit, with a roar in the mouth, flip the sword edge, hold the sword hilt with both hands, raise the hand, and the sword pierces the air.

"Zheng......"Five two three"......"

The high-pitched sword cry, the blood-colored sword edge, with bloodthirsty killing intent, blowing the sword intent in the wind, at this moment, burst out with all their strength, crazy momentum, sharp edge, and the fierceness of rolling clouds, Poured out in an instant.

"laugh............"

Whistling through the air, sharp lightsaber, condensed sword intent, although it seems to be a very simple move, but it reveals an indescribable elite edge.

Fierce and unstoppable!

Nothing can match!

The sword pierced the air between the violent hurricane rolls, and the sword intent was rolled up in an instant. The collapsed air and the turbulent energy were rushing towards each other at an unimaginably terrifying speed. .

Two people!

Two swords!

A victory or defeat!

"boom............."

The whistling hurricane, at the moment when the two swords collided, swept the entire sword fighting arena in an instant, stirring up a mighty wave visible to the naked eye. The dazzling bright sword light, the flickering peripheral spectators could not see the battle situation in the field at all.

"Is Ghost Blade Xihen really going to lose? Was it so easily defeated by Mo Ye Tingjian's sword?"

"Easy? It seems that your vision is really bad? The authorities are obsessed, and the bystanders are clear. I didn't expect that you, as a bystander, would not be able to see the mystery of the magic night listening to swordsmanship."

"Fast to the extreme, beyond the limit of the naked eye, but it has become slow; to the extreme, the change will not change, because in that simple move, all the changes have been included!"

"So, Ghost Blade Xihen is defeated?"

"Yeah! Who would have thought that Mo Ye Tingjian would actually make great progress in a short period of time, and even without the sword's scabbard, just relying on the condensed light of the sword's energy to condense, it would defeat the Ghost Blade Xi who was holding Zhu Canjian. mark............."

Although it is difficult to see the last sword confrontation between the two in the arena, the surrounding people are talking about it, and the scale of victory has unknowingly fallen to the Moye Tingjian, without him, just because the Moye Tingjian has been used. His own strength has conquered everyone present, and naturally he has the dignity and prestige that belong to the strong.

In this regard, even the Ghost Blade Xiken, who also has extraordinary cultivation, can't compare with the Demon Ye Tingjian who has unlocked the sword seal!

Everyone was discussing, anxiously waiting for the moment when the winner was decided. The sword fighting field was filled with strong sword light, which lasted for several breaths before it finally slowly dissipated.

When the sword light disappeared, the wind and waves in the Jingjing Arena gradually calmed down.

As far as the eyes go, the sight can be seen, there are two people in the field, one stands tall, and the other half kneels on the ground. The stark contrast has clearly informed everyone that the outcome of this battle.

"you win............."

Half kneeling on the ground, with an indescribable bitterness in his mouth, the ghost blade Xiken who uttered these words instantly killed his own pride. One of his thighs had been pierced by a sharp sword. At this moment, blood is pouring out of the spring.

"Winning without any suspense means nothing to me."

Mo Ye Tingjian said indifferently: "I can't unlock the sword seal, I can't give full play to my strength, you are not qualified to be my opponent at all, I will wait for you, wait for you to unlock the sword seal, you and I will come back for real final!"

"you............"

Hearing this, Guiren Xihen couldn't help clenching the sword in his hand subconsciously, with a pair of eyes, he looked at Mo Ye listening to the sword, even though he was unwilling in his heart, but the fact that he was helpless in the battle was ahead, and in the end, all the unwillingness , can only be turned into a deeper voice: "I will definitely unlock the sword seal!"

"I'm waiting for you."

After listening to Jian Jian, Mo Ye turned his head to look at the sword book suspended in the air, and said indifferently: "I won this sword fight, now you should tell me, where is the sword master Sang Xiqi? "

"what!"

Hearing this, Jianzhe immediately responded with a chuckle: "According to the rules of the Sword Competition Arena, the winner of the century-old sword competition can meet the Lord of the Sword Tower, and since you won, of course you are qualified to see him. "

While speaking, I saw him raise his hand, and a pure golden sword order fell from the air: "This is the only sword order, follow the guidance of the sword, you will soon see him." After that, the entire sword book The person turned into a wisp of purple smoke, like a dream bubble, and disappeared into the sword fighting arena.

"Yijianling, take me to find Sword Master Feng!"

Seeing that the sword book disappeared, Mo Ye Tingjian immediately raised his hand and held the golden sword decree dropped from mid-air. Immediately, a faint golden glow emanated from the sword decree, shrouding him and accompanying him. The golden light flickered, and he was like a sword book, disappearing in the sword fighting arena.  …

"This............"

Just like a time and space transition, under the attention of all the people, Mo Ye Tingjian's figure continued to rise and came to the top of the Sword Sealing Pagoda. This was the first time he had climbed the Sword Sealing Pagoda. As far as he could see, there was an empty hall in front of him. Yu, simple, a seemingly ordinary space, but right here, he met a familiar person.

"Tian Luozi?"

Mo Ye Tingjian frowned subconsciously: "Where is the Lord of Fengjian Tower?"

"You mean sighing?"