The Transmigrated Sword Emperor

The wind thundered as the lightning serpents danced wildly.

The two of them flew into the air, their blue heart swords colliding with the blood-red demon sword. The surface of the lake was splashes of water over ten feet high, as if it had exploded.

"Yan Zhaofeng, you must die today! Yiyi is mine. "

"You can't kill me."

There was a very long glow on the Heartsword and the Demon Sword. Each sword was emitting sword Qis that tore apart the clouds.

The two of them were both Zongshi realm experts, but they were much stronger than the average Zongshi realm expert. Now that he had grown to such a state, even if Shangguan Yushi were to be reborn, he would still not be a match for Ren Qianxing and Yan Jufeng.

Yan Zhaofeng focused on practicing the Four Symbols Heaven's Will technique and the Flying Swallow Sword Art. The four types of sword intents rotated, the [Wind, Fire, Thunder and Lightning] sword intent was exquisite and majestic.

Ren Qianxing was a master of the Sword Extinction Technique, every strike was strange, tricky, and tyrannical.

The 'Solitary Sword' did not consist of only one move, but a set of sword technique. However, unlike Ren Qianxing, Li Blade had practiced his martial arts path to nurture his sword qi, but he had only used the last move to unleash an earth-shattering attack.

Li Dao had already forgotten how many kinds of sword techniques he knew. As a supreme grandmaster, ordinary moves were of no great significance to him. Therefore, he had not practiced a move that was a world away from him.

The two of them battled from the surface of the lake to the sky and from the sky to the ground. The aftermath of the battle spread out, causing the people from Sai Hua Tuo's group to click their tongues in shock.

Only now did they understand that the battle between Yan Zhaofeng and Ren Qianxing was not something that they could interfere with.

Each of the great realms was like a chasm. In the boundless universe, unless one was the main character who had the halo of the heavens, no one else could rely on their combat prowess to cross realms and fight.

Roar!

The wind god was enraged as he unleashed his attack. A blue giant appeared behind Yan Zhaofeng; it was a manifestation of a pure wind element. Of course, they were not of the same type.

With the help of the Divine Wind Fury, Yan Zhaofeng swung his sword as if there was a rank 12 Hurricane.

Countless bamboos were uprooted, the soil and rocks flying in the air with astonishing power.

Ren Qianxing's legs were spread apart, wider than his shoulders, and his calves were bent. The demon sword was placed on his left hand, and as he leaned backwards, a thin red line appeared. This was the sword qi that Ren Qianxing nurtured.

After swinging his sword in a circle, the veins on Ren Qianxing's forehead popped out as he shouted, "A single sword attack has cut off a lifetime!"

An incomparably sharp sword qi rushed out from the demon sword, causing the hearts of the spectators to turn cold. This kind of sword technique was hard to defend against in the first place.

This was especially true for Xiao Yao Lang. He had an absurd feeling in his heart. He originally thought that learning the Thousand Mile Thunderwhip skill would allow him to avenge his Master's Immortal Wine and kill Ren Qianxing.

However, after seeing Ren Qianxing's sword attack, he realized how laughable his thoughts were. Even if he combined a hundred Carefree Young Masters together, it would still be unable to stop Ren Qianxing's terrifying sword.

The whip art was a restraint sword art, but it also depended on one's cultivation level. In the Pre-Sky Realm, the whip art could restrain the sword art to the point of being unyielding. However, the Xiantian realm could already borrow the power of the heaven and earth.

Xiao Yao Lang himself was also in the Upper Sky Realm, but he actually did not understand this logic.

As for Ren Qianxing, when he brandished his sword, beads of perspiration had already appeared on his forehead.

The sharp sword Qi tore apart layers of the wind curtain, leaving behind a little bit of its power. It pierced a bloody hole through Yan Zhaofeng's lower abdomen.

"Yan Zhaofeng, you still lost to me in the end, hahahaha!"

Ren Qianxing laughed maniacally as he dashed towards Yan Zhaofeng. A scarlet sword light condensed on the surface of the demon sword, slashing at Yan Zhaofeng's face.

At this critical moment, Sai Hua Tuo, Xiao Yao, and the others were so scared that they didn't even have time to react.

It seemed like Yan Zhaofeng still had the power to resist, so he decided to wait.

Ren Qianxing had already gotten close. The scarlet sword beam was only a few feet away from Yan Zhaofeng when an unexpected change occurred.

An extremely strange and twisted treasured sword came blocking from the other side. It was accompanied by a strange force that swept away the demon sword.

A slim and graceful figure appeared in front of Yan Zhaofeng, blocking his way. She pointed her curved sword at Ren Qianxing.