Swordsman's Way of Thunderbolt

"The Devil's Night Loses the Moon, Listen to the Sword Silent."

Shen Chen Shi, accompanied by sword intent, a figure in grey, stepped into the air, landed in front of Quezhou Yifandu, and the order in his hand instantly vanished into nothingness.

"You are the peerless swordsman in Tian Luozi's mouth?!"

It was no one else who came here. It was the Mo Ye Tingjian who had won the swordsmanship of the Fengjian Tower for a hundred years. He ignored the other people present. His gaze directed at Quzhou Yifandu.

"Swordsman, was Tian Luozi asking you to come to me?"

Hearing this, Quezhou Yifandu couldn't help but be stunned, but soon, he reacted, and he couldn't help but let out a chuckle: "Ha, this guy will try to cause me trouble."

Mo Ye Tingjian said solemnly: "I'm not trouble, I'm here to challenge you!"

"Challenge me?"

Quezhou Yifandu smiled and said: "Swordsman, although your swordsmanship is not bad, but you want to challenge me, but you are not qualified enough, why don't you do this, I see that you still have some talent, enter my door, when A named disciple with a bright future ahead."

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

Hearing Jian's words, Mo Ye was immediately annoyed: "Why do you think that I am not qualified to challenge you, you have not seen my cultivation, my swordsmanship, and it is too early to draw conclusions now."

"Not early, not early."

Quezhou Yifandu said: "Since you are already standing in front of me, what I want to know, I will naturally see it clearly, leave, for Tian Luozi's sake, I don't want to embarrass you."

"Humph!"

"Returning the same words to you, for Tian Luozi's sake, I won't hurt you too much!"

Mo Ye listened to the sword wholeheartedly and came here to prove the sword, why would he be willing to retreat?Immediately, I saw a cold drink in his mouth, and immediately, between raising his hands, a sword energy that seemed to be in essence condensed and formed, and the sword's edge pierced through the sky, and the incomparably sharp edge went straight to Quzhouyi. Sailing 0 ....

but............

Quezhou Yifandu turned a blind eye to this, not just him, including the thousand jade chips beside him, the judges, and the different slashers, no one responded, no other, just because at this moment, since their Behind him, a sharp sword qi burst into the air, and halfway through, he intercepted the piercing sword light that came from the piercing slash. With a "clang", the two sword energies were tit for tat, and the "bang" suddenly exploded, setting off Dusty.

"How many swords can be carried in one glance, and how many swords can be held in one hand."

"There are many swords in one heart and love. In the end, life is a sword. Sword and sword love and hate."

"Earn the name of the sword for a lifetime, and earn the shape of a sword."

"A sword with a bad name and shape lasts forever, and it is born and dies with the sword."

The smoke and dust scattered all over the sky, the whistling wind came back, and there was a soft sound of swords, accompanied by the whistling of the wind.

"Hmm~~~~"

"What a pure sword intent."

As a swordsman, Mo Ye Ting Jian felt the sense of the sword at the first moment, sensed the sword intent flowing in the wind, and sensed the killing intent flying in the wind. He had to face the person who came, especially the terrifying magic sword that was hidden in the person's body, which made him feel an unprecedented sense of threat. Intense danger of self-death!

"Master!"

"And he's a master swordsman!"

There is no doubt that the visitor is definitely a master, and he is also a very rare top swordsman. Therefore, the moment Mo Ye Tingjian reacted, he immediately looked at the visitor and said coldly: "1.9 Dare to intervene in the magic night. Listening to the sword's sword, are you...ready to die under the sword?"

"wrong."

"Are you ready to die under Xuantong's sword?"

The visitor stood with his hands behind his back, raised his hand lightly, and the darkness and power reached the sky. Immediately, there was a ferocious and dazzling blood light in the darkness. Suddenly, the sky and the earth were dark and the sun and the moon were all dull. !

In the past, the sword of Hades, which symbolized the supreme kingship of the Black Sea Prison, is now held in Xuantong's hands, abandoning all external symbolic meanings, and the rest....... A pure magic sword!

"it is good!"

"very good!"

"that is really good!"

When Mo Ye heard the sword, he immediately stepped forward and came to the opposite side of Xuantong. He raised his hand and held the sword hilt of Feng Mo Qiye. In an instant, his entire personality changed drastically, chilling, cold wind, and hunting. The clothes he wore attracted a sharp sword intent, and at this moment, he pointed directly at the person in front of him.

"Come.... duel!".

Episode 810: Listening to Sword Fighting Xuantong in the Magic Night, the lack of a boat can suppress Xuanfeng with one palm!

"Come.... duel!"

A hundred miles away from Daozhen, on the top of Qianzhang Peak, accompanied by Mo Ye listened to the sword mouth and drank coldly. Immediately, he saw Mo Qi Ye grabbed the sheath behind him. Immediately, the surrounding temperature dropped sharply, and in the blink of an eye, it was past freezing point. Layers of water vapor flickered, falling on the ground and forming frost.

"Um~~~~"

With a soft admiration, Xuantong praised without hesitation: "No wonder you dare to challenge great wisdom, such sword intent shows that your swordsmanship is really extraordinary!"

The moment the words fell, Sword Intent burst out of the body, the wind whistled, rolled up the frost, and on the top of the peak, it seemed that there was a snowfall, falling and dancing.

"However, just like this, it is not enough to challenge great wisdom!"

When he opened his mouth again, the words changed, the sound of the sword was blurred, and it was born out of nowhere. An inexplicable sword intent churned, stirring the surrounding frost, like ripples on the water surface, layers of ripples, and the waves spread out.

Mo Ye Tingjian clenched the long sword in his hand, and the direction of the sword's edge pointed directly at Xuantong!

However, just as he was about to use his sword, he was horrified to find that he could not find any chance to make a move, as if his path had been completely blocked by Xuan Tong's sword intent. , once lost, even if he will not be injured, it also represents his failure.

"Since the sword seal was unsealed, my swordsmanship cultivation level 04 has long been different from what it used to be, but I didn't expect that this person's skill is not inferior to me in the slightest, but... If I can't even defeat him, how can I be qualified to challenge the great wisdom in his mouth!"

In my heart, I kept screaming in surprise, and I couldn't hold back my own breath, which had begun to change dramatically, and the sword intent derived new changes, which could no longer be controlled.

"kill!"

With a loud shout, Mo Ye Tingjian was full of murderous aura to the extreme. With a sharp shout in his heart, the whole person disappeared in place in an instant, and the sword split light immediately, reaching the vital point of Xuan Tong's whole body.

Cold Heart!

The sword is colder!

Every Devil Seven Nights attracts the wind, frost and cold air from all directions, condensing the Night Devil Sword, where the edge is directed, in an instant, the sword intent that pours out rises and rises again, the shock wave disperses, circle after circle, and in turn squeezes again The air constantly made a "chacha" sound, unmatched cold, freezing to the flesh.

With just this sword, it is easy to see that Mo Ye Tingjian's cultivation has improved after the sword seal has been unsealed.

It is not difficult to imagine that with his talent in kendo, he is absolutely qualified to be called "genius". As long as he does not fall halfway, he will surely have a seat at the peak of kendo in the future.

"very good!"

"You are qualified to be my opponent. Come on, let me listen to it carefully. How heartwarming the story on your sword should be!"

Seeing Mo Ye listening to Jian Yejian's coldness, Xuan Tong's face actually showed a light smile, and then slowly raised his hand and raised the Mo Luo Tian Zhang in his hand. !

"One sword...... Xuantong!"

Raising his hand slightly, as he turned his hand, Moruo Tianzhang's sharp edge immediately swayed a sword light, a bloody sword light, a dazzling edge, and at this moment, it was very dazzling.

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

But after hearing a loud explosion, even though they were separated by a distance of several dozen meters, a shockingly huge amount of energy erupted from the exchange of sword intents between the two. Into the air, it dyed the surrounding into a frost and frost, and the air was frozen.

In contrast, the other sword light is much purer, only the scalp is numb and fierce, and just a little diffuses it, tearing the surrounding air to shreds.

A strong collision first occurred between these two sword lights.

The same swordsman, the same swordsmanship, facing each other at the present, seems to be a fate destined opponent, Mo Ye listens to the sword and Xuantong, and the rapid confrontation seems to be reckless, but the fact is not the case, otherwise it is not a sword competition, It's a comparison of speed and strength. This is definitely not the sword fight that swordsmen seek.

The sharp sword splits the light, twisting into a weird arc in the air. The night sword in the demon night field, carrying endless wind, frost and cold air, pours out his sword light like a blanket of light. He didn't dare to pause, because he knew , once he has a slight pause, then his offensive will end here and completely fail.

The sound of the sword is confused, the edge of the sword trembles lightly, and between Xuan Tong’s hands, the edge of the magic sword swaying freely, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, but every sword strikes very skillfully in the magic night. The fragile point, in an instant, the sword light shot out from the sky, and the dazzling brilliance illuminated the entire peak!

"Hmm~~~~"

"interesting!"

At this moment, the man in the underground gate who was watching the battle on the side, let out a light hum from Quezhou Yifan Ferry, and then, when he raised his hand, a huge force burst forth, like the waves of the sky and the earth, pulling the power of the world and the earth. Can, gathered crazily from all directions, covering the entire peak.

The ability to be close to God is beyond imagination. In the blink of an eye, it has condensed out of thin air to form a transparent barrier in mid-air, blocking all the sword lights from Mo Ye Tingjian and Xuan Tong within the battle circle, reflecting it in the battle circle. All around, although there is no longer any destructive power, it is still awe-inspiring.

"Ugh............"

Qian Yuxian couldn't help sighing and said, "Our holy son will really cause trouble for us. This person's swordsmanship can actually rival Xuantong, which is truly extraordinary."

"Really extraordinary."

Quezhou Yifandu said with a smile: "If it weren't for this, Tian Luozi would not have sent him to me. After this battle, we will add another top swordsman to our terrestrial gate. In the battle of the three religions, you must be more careful. I'm sure."

"Of course."

Qian Yuchen said confidently: "Great wisdom only needs to block one page of Brahma's book, and the rest of the three religions are not to be afraid of. Now, it is up to Xuantong to defeat the people in front of him!"

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

With the sound of the first two swords clashing, as the air waves spread layer by layer, they finally hit the barrier and bounced back. Hearing this echo, the chirping continued.

Moruo Tianzhang, the devil kills the world!

In the seven nights of the devil, the night sword is frosty and cold!

The two tit-for-tat, the tit-for-tat two swords, the exchange in the blink of an eye, the sharp sound that pierced the eardrum, whether it was an echo, or a blow, indescribably fast, indescribable sword intent!

Along with Xuan Tong and Mo Ye Tingjian's intertwined figures, the sound of the two swords colliding with each other was continuous, one after another, and finally echoed in the ears, which was completely inaudible.

"Drink~~~"

With a long voice, his anger pierced the sky. In order to win, Mo Ye Tingjian pushed to the limit, and the speed of the sword was already extremely fast.The escaping sword light and the power contained in it are also extremely terrifying.

"Good come!"

Listening to the sound of the sword, following the meaning of the sword, Xuan Tong stepped down and moved his body, the Moruo Tianzhang in his hand turned sharply, a sword rose, a sword fell, and the general trend of mountains and rivers contained in the sword gave people a trembling feeling of shaking the earth. , Exactly....... Mountains and Rivers Sword Intent!

Extreme extreme, extreme!

The staggered figure and the clashing double swords are the collision of speed and strength, but also the collision of swordsmanship and sword intent. The layers of sword light that are set off in an instant are shining, and the dazzling edge fills everyone's attention. It is the most intense confrontation. .

Xuan Tong, Mo Ye listens to the sword, who can win this sudden peak sword fight?Will Mo Ye Tingjian really join the underground gate?Wonderful plot, all in the next chapter......

Episode 811: One Sword, Xuantong, Convert to Dimen!

Extremely, extremely, extremely, the wind whistles softly, and the sword fights on the peak!

In order to win, Xuan Tong displayed the sword intent of the mountains and rivers, the magic Luo Tian Zhang, the sword's edge flipped, and the trend of the mountains and rivers in the heaven, the earth, and the mountains and rivers were hidden.

For the same win, Mo Ye listened to Jian Yuangong's fortune, forced him to the top, turned his hands, turned the sword, and Feng Mo Qiye drew a stroke in the air. Suddenly, the cold air in the sky shrank a line, and a cold light froze the bone marrow.