The seven-step magic sword technique is to transform into a demon. The last step is to transform into a demon.

The ancestors of the Ning family came to this point and never looked back. The benevolent and righteous hero turned into a murderous devil.

Chen Xuejian didn't know whether he could control it, but since he had practiced this kind of swordsmanship, he had to practice to the extreme, which was his swordsmanship.

The body is pure and the air around it is quiet.

The plain clothes and blue shirt made Ding Ruxiu's mind beat wildly, and he felt like he was being targeted by some fierce object.

The little beast was stared at by the beast, either surrendered or escaped.

However, this is not Ding Ruxiu's choice. He represents the Shushan Sword Sect and also confirms his sword skills.

He wants to fight and defeat his opponent.

"Stop pretending to be a ghost!"

Ding Ruxiu roared loudly, and the exquisite sword spirit circled rapidly between his eyebrows, bursting with white light.

The Shushan Sword Picture appeared behind him again, making a stern metallic clash.

Ding Ruxiu waved his hands, and cyclones fell one after another, covering a radius of 100 meters.

"Come on me!"

With a loud shout, this time it was no longer one or two, but all the long swords, green smoke soared into the sky, turning into hundreds of figures standing in the void.

"Confucianism!"

An elder stood up and exclaimed. At this time, Ding Ruxiu had a ferocious face, bleeding from seven orifices, and even bleeding from the skin all over his body.

This is no longer the power he can control. If he overdraws too much, even if he can win, he will inevitably leave any future troubles.

Another elder also shouted to the elder: "Senior brother, stop him quickly!"

The elder did not move, his face cold: "This is his choice, we have no reason to organize. In order to win, I have already opened a sword pavilion for him at the risk of violating the rules of the sect. Shouldn't he fight to the death?"

"Instead of worrying about this, it's better to worry whether he can win even if that's the case!"

Several elders were speechless, as the Great Elder said, they were also worried about this.

Chen Xuejian is too evil. He is obviously lower than a big realm, but he is still a qualitative change of the Eighteen Yuantian, but from beginning to end, he feels like he is pressing against the other party.

Whenever Ding Ruxiu seemed to win, Chen Xuejian would suddenly burst out with stronger combat power, and even they could not see how deep the potential this casual cultivator nicknamed Sword Ghost had.

They didn't know, and Ding Ruxiu didn't know either. He only knew that he had no choice.

The kind of backlash that forced the use of the power that could not control was crazily destroyed his body, causing unbearable pain.

"Kill me!"

He never thought that one day he would be forced to this point by someone who lowered himself to a great level, but that's the case and he could only work hard.

Seeing hundreds of figures coming to fight with their sword skills during their lifetime, Chen Xuejian remained motionless and smiled.

"A good sword cultivator, you must play yourself as a necromancer!"

"If you can't learn from your own strengths and weaknesses, what's the use of doing so many sword techniques?"

Chen Xuejian held the hilt of the sword in his hand and moved forward in one step.

The sword is unsheathed, and the light is cold.

Looking back with one move, the energy rushes through the mountains and rivers and runs through the world.

The seventh sword of the seven-step magic sword technique is not a sword move, but a new state for the user.

After the demonization, the true energy is powerful, and the same move is more than three times more powerful.

Hundreds of blue figures were swept away by the sword light and disappeared instantly, and the world was clean.

"This... what kind of sword technique is this!"

"It's so scary, so scary!"

Everyone was amazed that Chen Xuejian's move gave them the feeling that he defeated hundreds of great masters with one sword.

If the swordsmanship is so powerful, he is a great master who is not a great master.

What's even more terrifying is that when you look back, you have no intention of stopping, you will drive straight in and kill Ding Ruxiu again.

"ah!"

Ding Ruxiu roared loudly, trying to resist, but before the sword light arrived, he shattered the Shushan sword map behind him, and there was no magical power.

If you want to see, you will die. At the critical moment, a sudden mysterious sound in the sword pavilion was blowing, and a strong wind blew.

After Ding Ruxiu's death, the already broken Shushan sword map suddenly condensed again, and a long blue sword flew out from it.

The green long sword bathes in the fairy light, the great energy lasts forever, and the breath sweeps, causing thousands of swords to ring together.

"This...isn't it Shushan Immortal Sword?"

Someone exclaimed that the legendary founder of Shushan, Zeng Yu, became an immortal, left a fairy sword before leaving, which was in Shushan, and had the ability to reverse the world.

The powerful and thorough ring barrier of the blue long sword in front of them made them feel that it was definitely not an ordinary method.

"boom!"

The blue long sword hit and looked back at the sword light, shattering at the same time.

Chen Xuejian frowned and asked in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

At the first scene, he could clearly feel that this was not Ding Ruxiu's power.

To be precise, after Ding Ruxiu used the move just now, he no longer had the power to fight.

It was obvious that some outsiders intervened in the battle.

Sure enough, someone immediately spoke: "Young man, stop at the right time, the sky is wide open!"

Chen Xuejian said coldly: "He didn't stop at the right time just now. If I hadn't been better than him, I would have died now!"

"I don't want to make things difficult for you!"

The man said, "I'll give up and retreat. The Shushan Sword Sect owe you a favor... This is more valuable than winning a sword!"

"oh!"

Chen Xuejian smiled: "Is it the style of Shushan Sword Sect so powerful that it is not martial?"

The man reminded: "No one can hear us!"

"Then come!"

Chen Xuejian held the sword in his hand: "I am a stubborn person and I will not give up until I see the Yellow River."

"Then I'm not blamed!"

As soon as the voice fell, the Shushan sword map behind Ding Ruxiu was hovering at a rapid speed. The long sword within a radius of 100 meters roared, and streams of blue smoke flew.

In an instant, the Shushan Immortal Sword reappeared and slashed at Chen Xuejian.

Before the sword arrived, the strong wind blew, like a mountain pressing against the top of the head.

Chen Xuejian held the sword in his hand, and his true energy condensed, and he looked back and slashed out again.

"boom!"

The magic flame sword energy fought against the Shushan Fairy Sword, and slammed into the air, with the qi soaring into the sky, rocks and sand flying, and chaos.

The stalemate lasted for a moment, and the magic flame sword energy was broken. Looking back, it was impossible to defeat the Shushan Immortal Sword.

The aftermath of the sword energy fell and directly hit Chen Xuejian.

"boom!"

It was as if a missile exploded there, rushing into terrifying waves of air.

"it's over!"

Everyone sighed lightly, and some also regretted: "This sword ghost is indeed very capable. He can make Ding Ruxiu, who is at the level of the Grand Master, like this with the Seventeen Yuantian, so he is worthy of the world. Unfortunately, I am afraid it will be gone!"

Others also felt sorry for Chen Xuejian if he did not die, he would definitely become a top-notch player in the future. But how could he survive if he was hit by Shushan Fairy Sword?

Just when everyone thought it was over, a strong wind suddenly appeared in the sword pavilion, instantly blew away all the wind and sand.

"I'm not dead, he's not dead!"

Someone suddenly started to scream and looked at a figure in the strong wind

Standing up, who would be Chen Xuejian?

At this time, he was covered in bruises and blood was flying, but his eyes were clear and firm.

The sword heart appeared and disappeared slowly.

Just when everyone thought he was going to give up, they saw a mysterious light emitted from his eyebrows, black and white.
Chapter completed!