Unparalleled Sword Sovereign

One shot down.

The fierce sword spirit lingers in the air machine hazy, and goes straight to Wei Duanwu, who was still aggressive before.

In the game, everyone was shocked.

Wei Duanwu, who was the first to bear the brunt of the attack, widened his eyes and looked frightened.

There is a man standing in the sword!

It's not uncommon for martial arts practitioners to condense weapons with Qi, but in this short sword named Chixiao, they can transform human form with Qi. And this is clearly the figure of a hazy woman, which makes everyone feel a shock and fear from the deep heart. The powerful qi circulation and the fierce sword Qi are unheard of.

Seeing this, no matter how confident Wei Duanwu was, he suddenly lost sight of everything. He jumped up and ran for hundreds of feet in the blink of an eye. It seemed that the farther away he was from this sword, the better.

The surging sword Qi fell into the place where Wei Duanwu had just stood.

Boom!

Deafening sound instantly spread out, the whole high-rise fengxueshan hall platform collapsed directly, shooting up countless broken stones and trees, surging out everywhere.

In the field, the dust is flying, completely unable to see the original appearance.

All around, however, people of other sects in the river and lake, who were just waiting to see from afar or with the mentality of going to the theatre, were immediately affected by the fish in the pond. One by one, they began to run around and escape, regardless of their face.

In the distance, Su Chunsheng, who was holding Chixiao in his hand, looked calm. His Qi, like clouds, lingered around him, and then evaporated instantly. The Chixiao sword in his hand is constantly chirping.

On the Chixiao sword, the simple and strange inscriptions on the ancient seal script, accompanied by the circulation of Qi, turned into strange gold, just like ripples in the water, gently fluttering and emitting light.

Su Chunsheng looked up at the dusty field, grinned and whispered: "Chixiao, long time no see."

Chixiao recognized the master, and it was just a shadow of human shape. It was the spirit of the sword who broke the sword. It seemed that it was just a separation of sword Qi, but it had already shown a terrible momentum.

The next moment, in the dust all over the sky, a floating woman's figure slowly flashed out, just like an immortal, with light steps and slight clothes.

The woman, who could not see her face clearly, turned her head and looked at Su Chunsheng who was still holding the Chixiao sword. She nodded gently, which seemed to give people a sense of pleasure.

Su Chunsheng nodded his head in return with a smile.

Chixiao sword spirit, Su Chunsheng met several times in his dream. Only this time, he saw a sword spirit split up with his own eyes, but it made Su Chunsheng full of happiness and horror.

If the Qi of a sword is separated, the illusion of the celestial realm has already appeared. How powerful is the sword spirit of this Chixiao sword?

After greeting Su Chunsheng, the hazy sword spirit woman turned her head slightly and looked at the rapidly retreating Fengxue mountain man, shaking her head slightly.

"Master, since we want to be famous in the first World War, let the world know."

Su Chunsheng's ear, suddenly came a woman's voice, soft tone, with a little lazy, but there is no doubt that the firm.

The next moment, the ghost of the sword spirit, gently jump up, body shape into a rainbow, shooting away.

The elders of Fengxue mountain, who had been shocked by this scene, began to run away one by one. Wei Duanwu didn't care about his face and ran quickly.

This sword Qi is not as simple as xuanzhijing.

How could this guy from jiuxiao sword clan be so abnormal?

Wei Duanwu, who urged all the Qi in his body to run wildly, had already crossed the towering and majestic Fengxue mountain in the blink of an eye and went straight to the other side. It seemed that he wanted to stay away as far as possible.

Unfortunately, just down the mountain, an air engine has covered the whole body.

Wei Duanwu's face changed greatly. He turned around and waved his fists, and his Qi surged out.

It's a pity that only a figure emerged behind him, standing in the void.

Wei Duanwu's blow directly turned into smoke and cloud and dissipated in the air.

The next moment, Wei Duanwu had found that the Qi in his body poured out like a flood, and then disappeared.

Intense fear enveloped Wei Duanwu's whole body, the whole person did not dare to have any action.

But see that the figure of the fairy, just raise one hand, pull back.

Then, Wei Duanwu's body will fly back, shooting to the snowy mountain just escaped.

Boom!

There was another dull noise.

Dragged back by the void, Wei Duanwu smashed directly on the hall of Fengxue mountain, which had disappeared. His whole body fell into the dust, and his mouth was full of blood. He didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Su Chunsheng's face finally showed a touch of horror.

Originally, I thought that the Qi of this sword spirit was just the same as my current cultivation, but now it seems that it is not as simple as xuanzhijing.

Can a sword Qi be so strong and invincible?

But see that sword spirit cent body empty of woman, emerge in the top of the snow mountain, seem to be very proud of general.

The vast and noisy Fengxue mountain is now quiet.

Most of the disciples fled everywhere. And the Jianghu clan in Yanzhou, which had been called by the hero post before, almost all rushed down the mountain without exception, determined not to look on.

After all, having seen the ferocity of that blow, no one has the courage to go to see the excitement again.

Only Su Chunsheng, holding the Chixiao sword in both hands, changed his expression from shock to heat.

The great master of the cold sky sword tomb once said that the Chixiao sword is by no means comparable to ordinary weapons. The stronger the cultivation is, the stronger the Chixiao sword will be. However, Su Chunsheng's early cultivation of zhongjiujing could not arouse such strong sword spirit.

But see that the sword spirit that floats in the air divides body, after pausing slightly, then gently lift feet, playful jump. She behaves like a girl next door who has never grown up, dancing her favorite grid game.

With the slight fall of the sword spirit, the figure also became empty, and it was obvious that the sword Qi was about to dissipate.

However, with the fall of women's feet, Su Chunsheng clearly felt an unparalleled strong air surging.

Boom.

The earth vibrated again, the whole snowy mountain began to shake violently, and the cracks appeared between the mountains and gradually expanded.

When the sword spirit completely disappeared, there was a crack on the top of Fengxue mountain, which was several feet thick and hundreds of feet long.

"Master, if you want to fight, you will move the mountains and move the ground and never move forward."

Ear, the woman's gentle voice sounded again.