The God and Buddha are actually me

The two men looked at each other and nodded.

Experts will know if there is one as soon as they take action.

After just a short trial of fighting, Zhang Jiuyang's attainments in swordsmanship were indeed ahead of them, which actually gave them a vague illusion of facing their master.

Unless both swords are combined, there is no chance of victory.

Pei Qingchi spat out her words, and a snow-white sword shadow flew out, shining like moonlight, dancing and entwining between her fingers, brewing a beautiful sword energy.

The sword is seven inches long and looks a bit small, but it is extremely gorgeous and delicate. It is the color of glass and shines brightly.

"This sword is called Shao Guang. It was made by my master from the first ray of aurora in the far north of the East China Sea. Huang Ting has been raising the sword for fourteen years. It has grown to seven inches long. It is as quiet as a virgin and moves like a swimming dragon. It is famous for its speed."

Pei Qingchi introduced his sword with a hint of pride in his eyes.

This sword was cultivated in her Dantian when the sword embryo was just formed. It grew up with her and was connected by blood. Although it was a little immature, it had already initially shown its peerless edge.

Unlike the Shaoguang Sword, which is still a little green, another handed down sword from the Contemporary Sword Pavilion, Jin Hong, is just about to show its sharp edge, and it caused quite a stir as soon as it appeared in the world.

I saw Pei Qianhuo patting his abdomen gently, and roared out a golden divine sword from his mouth. In an instant, it lit up the night, and the powerful sword energy spurted out, like a volcano erupting, fierce and domineering.

"Brother Zhang, my sword is named Jinhong. The old man collected gold from all over the world, killed a rainbow, and forged it with its essence. Huang Ting has been raising the sword for thirty-six years, and it has grown to three feet and two feet. Light chases electricity, and its power can break mountains and rivers!"

Upon hearing Pei Qianhuo's introduction, Zhang Jiuyang raised his brows slightly, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

The so-called dragons and dragons lurk in the abyss, and the rainbow appears in the sky.

Hauni is actually a very rare spirit, a creature that lives in the rainbow. It is the two qi of yin and yang, the intersection of evil and evil, turning a dragon into a neon, and is a type of dragon.

This kind of spirit possesses both yin and yang energy, and is good at moving the universe. If it reaches its peak, it can even have the power to move stars and change battles, which has great potential.

Zhang Jiuyang was immediately curious about the sword pavilion of the previous generation, and the old sword gods of this generation were extremely curious.

What kind of person can use Aurora and Hauni as his disciples to refine swords?

"Brother Zhang, the combined power of Shaoguang and Jinhong swords is incomparable. Please be careful."

Pei Qingchi reminded him.

Zhang Jiuyang raised his eyes and looked at the two divine swords above his head that looked like the sun and moon in the sky. He felt proud and fighting spirit boiling in his heart. He laughed loudly and his voice was sonorous and heroic.

"My sword is called Zhanxie. It is three feet and three inches long. It was forged by heavenly fire. The master opened the furnace. On the day it was made, I killed dozens of casual cultivators. I drank the blood of the golden elixir and defeated demons. I am fierce and domineering. You two, Be careful too."

After saying that, he took the initiative to attack the Evil-Slaying Sword and let out a sword cry. Not only did he not have a trace of fear when facing the two divine swords, he was very excited and showed an even more dazzling edge.

Pei Qingchi and Pei Qianhuo did not dare to be careless at all, and they concentrated on using their flying swords to attack.

In the electric light and flint, the three flying swords collided together, bursting into brilliant sparks.

clang! clang! clang! clang!

As soon as they exchanged blows, Pei Qingchi's expression changed. The mighty magic power of the Evil Slaying Sword and the majestic sword energy actually made her Shao Guang Sword retreat continuously.

After all, she was only in the third level. Even with the increase of the divine sword, the gap between her and Zhang Jiuyang was still too big.

Fortunately, Pei Qianhuo stepped forward and used the Golden Rainbow Sword as the main attack. He chose to fight head-on and fought with Zhang Jiuyang's Evil-Slaying Sword for dozens of times, almost to the extreme.

The two of them were facing each other with their swords in the sky, neither of them willing to give in.

There were tiny cracks on Pei Qianhuo's robe, which was a sign that his sword intent was concentrated to the extreme.

On the other hand, Zhang Jiuyang was still not struggling, at least on the surface he looked very calm and composed.

Pei Qingchi pinched his sword finger, and the Shao Guang Sword turned into a beautiful aurora, showing the world's fastest speed. With the help of his senior brother's cover, he successfully bypassed the Evil Slaying Sword and stabbed towards Zhang Jiuyang.

Calm, decisive and sharp.

Yue Ling looked at it and couldn't help but nodded. This little girl was very similar to her in some aspects, and her grasp of fighter planes was extremely accurate. Just now, Zhang Jiuyang only showed a slight flaw, and she caught it.

At this moment, Zhang Jiuyang was being held back by Pei Qianhuo, and his energy was limited. It would be difficult to deal with this Shaoguang Sword.

She was secretly prepared to stop him, but as soon as she brought up the mana, she seemed to feel something, and a smile appeared on her lips.

Zhang Jiuyang's sword finger was raised slightly, and a second sword appeared in the field, blocking Shao Guang with a clang.

Pei Qingchi was stunned for a moment, and when he saw the second sword clearly, he couldn't help but feel shocked.

That was her sword, or rather, the sword in her box. It had just been cut off by the Evil-Slaying Sword, but at this moment, under the control of Zhang Jiuyang, the broken sword body was reassembled, 'betraying' its former owner. .

"Miss Xiaochi, please lend me the sword."

Zhang Jiuyang smiled faintly, doing two things at once, but it had no impact at all.

And that dagger, under his control, seemed to be reborn from the ashes, glowing with astonishing edge, and actually fought back and forth with Shao Guang.

Pei Qingchi bit his red lips and kept using secret techniques to recall the sword that once belonged to him, but he was like a cow in mud and couldn't get any response.

This is absolutely ridiculous.

You know, although those swords are not the natal magic swords she has cultivated since she was a child, they have been cultivated for several years and are specially used to perform sword formations.

Those swords had already recognized her as their master, but now they changed their doors without hesitation, no matter how she called them, they didn't show any nostalgia.

This is quite a blow to a proud swordsman.

In the night sky, the sound of swords was heard in an endless stream, and the sparks caused by the friction of the swords' blades were simply brighter than the stars in the sky.

Zhang Jiuyang fought one against two, wielding two flying swords at the same time, and actually gained the upper hand.

The ancient swordsmanship Liuhe, as well as many swordsmanship learned from Pei Qingchi before, are all displayed in Feijian. There are occasional flaws at the beginning, but after just using it a few times, the swordsmanship immediately improves by leaps and bounds, reaching the level of perfection. Skillful.

But Er Pei didn't fight back.

Pei Qianhuo's Golden Rainbow Sword moved forward fiercely and turned into a rainbow of light, illuminating Zhang Jiuyang's eyes and temporarily blinding him.

Pei Qingchi's Shaoguang even disappeared into the void, turning into an invisible sword that was hard to guard against.

But it is a pity that once the spiritual official's celestial eye is opened, the colorful light and the invisible sword all lose their original effects and their power is greatly reduced.

Of course, Zhang Jiuyang could handle it even if he didn't rely on his clairvoyance and only relied on his clear sword mind, but it wouldn't be that easy.

After feeling a little pressure, he laughed loudly again.

"Miss Xiaochi, lend me another sword!"

Clang!

Another short sword flew up from the ground and joined the battle like it appeared out of nowhere, immediately changing the situation drastically.

Three swords, the main attack is to kill evil, and the other two swords are flanking to attack. Each sword uses its own set of swordsmanship.

Liuhe's swordsmanship is as fierce as a tiger's, showing its killing aura.

The Qingfeng Sword Technique is free and elegant, rustling like a shooting star.

The transition between offense and defense in Guizang swordsmanship is like flowing clouds and flowing water, as steady as a mountain.

A trace of shock flashed through Pei Qingchi's pupils again. Qingfeng Sword Technique and Guizang Sword Technique were both excellent sword techniques that she talked about when discussing Taoism. In just a short time, Zhang Jiuyang has not only fully understood them, but also has even mastered the sword techniques. The understanding was beyond her.

Every move is like an antelope turning around a corner. It is as unconstrained as it is unconstrained. It is no longer limited to the sword technique itself, but is new and innovative.

This unparalleled talent in swordsmanship made her feel a sense of frustration.

For a moment, Er Pei could only parry, but could no longer fight back.

"Brother Zhang, how many swords can you control? Let me see!"

Although Pei Ganhuo was at a disadvantage and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, his eyes became brighter and sharper, full of excitement.

"Junior sister, with two swords combined, let's see where Brother Zhang's limit is?"

He had a hunch that three swords were far from Zhang Jiuyang's limit.

"Okay, Brother Zhang, be careful!"

The two of them made a mysterious hand seal at the same time, and then the sword energy and sword intention circulating around them vibrated at the same frequency, and a sword seal appeared between their eyebrows.

In an instant, the suppressed Shaoguang and Jinhong swords glowed brightly. The two swords merged together, like yin and yang, the sun and the moon blending together. Their power increased several times, and they suppressed Zhang Jiuyang.

When the two swords are combined, even the strongest of the Five Realms can compete with them for a short time.

Zhang Jiuyang laughed loudly and finally stopped holding on to the fourth sword, the fifth sword, the sixth sword...

In an instant, the seven swords that Pei Qingchi had used flew out one after another, and he also used sword array techniques. Guizang, Prisoner of the Dragon, Huaguang, Qixing Yaori and other sword arrays were frequently used in his hands.

Not only is there no jerkiness at all, but it is very skillful and the cooperation is extremely tacit.

If it hadn't been confirmed that Zhang Jiuyang did not know how to use the sword formation, Pei Qingchi would not have believed that he would be a beginner who had just seen her put down the sword formation and imitate the cat and the tiger.

clang! clang! clang……

The confrontation between Feijian became more intense, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that Zhang Jiuyang had the absolute upper hand.

Shao Guang and Jin Hong were like tigers surrounded by wolves, gradually exhausted and their energy severely weakened.

A moment later, with a mournful cry, Shao Guang and Jin Hong were thrown away and nailed to the far wall, while Zhang Jiuyang's eight flying swords were placed on Er Pei's body.

As long as the sword energy is released, the two sword pavilion heirs will die.

"We lost."

Pei Qianhuo and his junior sister looked at each other with a wry smile.

Of course, as disciples of Jiange, they still have the means to fight to the bottom, but they can only be used in life and death battles, so naturally they will not use them in such a competition.

Zhang Jiuyang waved his hand, and the evil-killing sword automatically flew back into the crown of his hair, like a red peach wood hairpin, simple and elegant, without any murderous intent.

As for the seven borrowed flying swords, they were returned to their original owners and returned to Pei Qingchi's sword box. However, as soon as Zhang Jiuyang's sword intention was withdrawn, the swords broke into pieces and became a piece of debris.

Pei Qingchi stared deeply at the 'rebellious' swords and touched the broken marks on them with his fingers, as well as the jagged marks that were cut out.

She knew very well that it was not these swords that were powerful, but Brother Zhang's sword intent.

With the sword intent poured into them, they can exert far greater power than usual, even to the point of overpowering Shao Guang and Jin Hong.

What a terrifying sword intent!

"Brother Zhang, how did you do it?"

Pei Qianhuo was extremely puzzled. He looked at him like he was looking at a monster and said, "Why is your flying sword so fast? My golden rainbow almost didn't catch up!"

The skills of the sword pavilion are unparalleled in the world. Since they were young, they have used secret techniques to turn Feijian into sword pills, which are stored in Huangting Dantian like a golden elixir. Day after day, they have polished and practiced hard, so that they have a blood connection with Feijian. Man and sword become one.

In this way, he has the unparalleled flying sword technique. The speed and sharpness are far beyond the same level. He is unfavorable in every direction. For thousands of years, no one can match him in the way of swordsmanship.

The only exception is Zhang Jiuyang.

He has not practiced the art of sword pills, and even among the flying swords he just controlled, the evil-slaying sword was acquired less than a year ago, and the other swords were temporarily borrowed and he was not familiar with them.

But he is fast and powerful!

This puzzled Pei Qianhuo. Is it because the sword's heart is transparent?

That's not right. She is also a junior sister with a clear sword heart, but she is not even the slightest bit different from Brother Zhang.

"It seems that Brother Zhang, you have taken another path in the way of swordsmanship, an unprecedented path."

Pei Qingchi looked deeply at the handsome figure in white, and felt strong curiosity in his heart.

What kind of road is that?

Why did she vaguely feel that even the Jiange Road was inferior to that road?

"It can't be said that I have walked out of a road. It can only be said that I have seen another scenery."

Zhang Jiuyang shook his head and smiled, and said: "The Tao of Jiange is very strong, but the sword is strong, not people, let alone immortals."

Pei Qingchi was stunned when he heard the words, thinking deeply.

Pei Qianhuo frowned and said, "What do you mean by this?"

"I just think that the way of the sword immortal should not pursue external power and sharpness, but should return to the word "immortal".

"When an immortal holds a sword, he or she is a swordsman; when a mortal holds a sword, he or she is a swordsman or even a sword slave."

Pei Qingchi and Pei Ganhuo fell into deep thought at the same time.

Zhang Jiuyang smiled slightly and decided to do something big, giving the people of this world a little Lu Zu shock.

"I once heard a master talk about swordsmanship. He said that his swordsmanship is the best in the world if it cuts through ignorance of greed and anger, second of all, ignorance of love and desire, and third of all ignorance of worries."

Pei Qingchi raised his head suddenly as if he was struck by lightning. The girl who had always been as calm as a green lotus in the pool was no longer calm at this moment, and her voice was filled with excitement that could not be concealed.

"Brother Zhang, what kind of swordsmanship is that?"

"This sword can cross all lives. It's called... Tiandun."