The sound of pure Jun swords is endless.

"Haha, you really know how to find the right time."

Pei Qiu stared at Yuan Ming with vigilant eyes and tried to escape in another direction. However, the hair on his body stood up quietly. The extremely sharp sword intent was firmly locked on him. Once a flaw was revealed at this time, what would happen next would surely happen.

A thunderous strike.

It looked like there was no way to escape.

immediately.

Pei Qiupi twitched the corner of his mouth with a smile and nodded slightly: "Okay, then I will kill you first."

Hearing these words, Yuan Ming grinned easily.

The next second, I saw Pei Qiu sitting cross-legged on the ground, making a sword point with his right hand, and pulling out a cut straight to the center of his eyebrow. The flesh and blood all over his body suddenly shriveled, and the melodious sound of the sword sounded from the three-foot green peak between his knees.

A brilliant green light rose.

Seeing this situation, Yuan Ming became somewhat interested. Judging from the aura alone, Pei Qiu's strength should be at the peak of self-refining, only one step away from the realm of returning pills. No wonder he had shown that he wanted to fight with him several times before.

Willingness.

It turned out that the idea was to make a breakthrough.

Suddenly, a sharp edge came rushing towards him, and Yuan Ming instantly tasted Pei Qiu's killing intent.

Pei Qiu used a special secret method to activate his soul to control the sword. In terms of speed alone, it was already at its peak. When Fang Yi used his sword style, it was as if his shadow was everywhere.

Immediately afterwards, the afterimage suddenly came to life and stabbed him with different sword moves.

"Come!"

Yuan Ming raised his eyebrows, and the Beihong Sword behind him immediately rose into the sky.

Suddenly, the world became desolate and cold.

The unpredictable sword light penetrated each afterimage.

Pei Qiu had no thoughts in his heart. At this moment, his soul was controlling the sword, reaching the extraordinary state of "I am the sword, the sword is me". The green sword light suddenly sounded like a roar of thunder, just like a school of fish completely surrounding Yuan Ming.

.

Yuan Ming's eyes reflected the green light, and he actually stood there without moving an inch, wielding the sword with his heart.

I saw that the strange-shaped Beihong Sword was struck at an extremely tricky angle, and it always neutralized Pei Qiu's offensive in an unimaginable way. Then, the sad and cold sword intent surged upwards, and vast white snow began to fall in the sky, and the snowflakes collided with the sword light.

, actually melted all the sword light.

The body of the white ape with two swords stood there with a mighty aura.

Regardless of the turbulent waves caused by Pei Qiu, I remain firm and unmoving.

For a while, the sound of swords clashing could be heard endlessly.

Seeing that Pei Qiu could not attack for a long time, he couldn't help but feel a little irritated. He suppressed his desire to check the situation on Ying Junxian's side and thought to himself:

Since the beginning of the battle, Yuan Ming, the white ape, has been mainly defensive, except for a few occasional counterattacks. The thick and square pure Jun sword behind his back has never been unsheathed, but his magnificent momentum has been rising all the way.

In a flash of thought, he immediately knew the other party's plan.

I want to win with one move.

OK, just what I want!

Pei Qiu swept away the distracting thoughts at the Lingtai, and his inner will was as firm as iron.

"Here comes the sword!"

Pei Qiu raised his neck and roared, and the thunderous sword intent penetrated the sky. The moment he jumped up, all the remaining afterimages turned into sword light and merged into the soul. The three-foot green peak in his hand became more and more powerful.

People fly high into the sky in an instant.

For a moment, the entire battlefield's swords buzzed and vibrated, cheering and cheering to welcome the arrival of the king.

The sword is not a sword, I am not myself

I didn’t expect that I could still be true to the sword at this moment, but it’s a pity...

Yuan Ming suddenly closed his eyes at this moment, and his overwhelming aura suddenly fell into silence.

A bright green sword light seemed to flicker from the very far horizon. The next second, the sword edge that reached the sky and the earth fell from the sky, and the piercing killing intent stirred up the surrounding space into a vortex.

The road to the heart.

Yuan Ming opened his eyes in an instant, his face filled with madness.

"Zheng——"

In an instant, everything within the barrier was silent, and only the sound of a pure Jun sword suddenly sounded. The vast sea that had not made any waves suddenly set off waves that reached the sky, and the thick and square sword went straight into the ape's palm.

Heart Sword·Slaying the Dragon!!!

The extremely domineering sword power surpassed the world, and it collided with the sword blade that was thrust straight down.

The moment the swords collide.

Heaven and earth are eclipsed!

Qing Feng's momentum was dampened. First, he could not hold on, and saw the sword shattered inch by inch. Then, the majestic and domineering sword was as powerful as breaking bamboo, and it was about to annihilate the long sword.

At the critical moment.

On the hilt of the sword, Pei Qiu's soul appeared, and he activated the secret method decisively. The three souls and seven souls added an unparalleled edge to the sword's edge like fire, and he shouted angrily: "Cut!"

"I use my heart to prove the way of heaven."

The power of the dragon-slaying sword was rising steadily at this moment, piercing Qingfeng with devastating force.

Click~

The sword intent all over the sky returned to nothingness.

Pei Qiu was startled, and his eyebrows suddenly cracked with a knife mark. He looked at Yuan Ming and said in disbelief:

"How can it be!"

The power he gained from burning his soul was unable to block this sword.

Little did he know that Pei Qiu's desperate attempt was a failure.

Yuan Ming's Beihong Sword follows the path of skill, while the Chunjun Sword is the complete opposite. It is a sword of the mind. As long as the mind of the Tao is always present, it can cut nothing and destroy nothing!

Pei Qiu finally added a new edge to his sword power, which in turn aroused the intention of the Dragon-Slaying Sword. The more head-on the confrontation, the more fierce the sword of Yuan Ming's heart became. This firewood finally encouraged the pure sword.

Jun's power.

At this time, Pei Qiu wanted to turn his head and look in the direction of Ying Junxian, his eyes filled with self-blame and guilt, but as soon as he made a twisting movement of his neck, his body had already dissipated like clouds of smoke, and he ended up in a state of complete disarray.

At the same time, Pei Qiu's physical body, which was sitting cross-legged on the ground, suddenly collapsed.

Yuan Ming took a deep breath, carefully observed the battlefield, and finally cast his eyes on the nine golden pavilions.

…

…

Time passes minute by minute.

In just two minutes, all the monsters in the Demon Hui Sect and the Xin Xiao under Ying Junxian were eradicated.

Phew~

Green smoke lingers.

Li Kui looked stern and asked meaningfully:

"I see that you have a lot of arrangements for tonight. Could it be that you already knew that you were in danger?"

Hearing this, Ying Junxian also looked deeply at Li Kui and said with a smile: "Li Kui, you have an expert to help you, so why ask questions knowingly? The astrology of the past few days was not normal. I just did it just in case.

I made some small arrangements.”

In this sentence, Ying Junxian did not lie to Li Kui.

He really didn't find any clues or anything fishy.

Li Kui and Zhao Nichang made such sacrifices to perform this big show specifically for Ying Junxian. Every step was almost flawless. Ying Junxian's arrangements at Ruowang Mountain were all due to his cautious temperament.

Whenever you make a move, you must carefully consider the next few moves.

Li Kui's eyes were filled with thoughts, and then he sneered: "You lit the incense candle just now because you wanted to call for reinforcements."

"Not bad." Ying Junxian admitted frankly, looking around the Huachi: "Two minutes are precious. This is my life-saving trump card at the bottom of the box, and it must work."

Li Kui narrowed his eyes slightly and pinched out the smoke stars with two fingers.

"You're going to die here."

Ying Junxian spread his hands and shrugged indifferently: "Let's give it a try."

next chapter
Chapter completed!