The sword intent of the snow fell twice, and the surrounding air was filled with bone-breaking coldness. In fact, there were traces of snow falling above Leiji Town.

Jian Wuming stabbed out with a sword, and the sword energy surged in the wind and wanted to cut Zhang Xuan halfway.

"It would be a bit too delusional to try to hurt me twice!"

Jian Wuming sneered on his face.

Zhang Xuan had a face hidden under the mask, and there was no change in expression. He stepped back continuously, and then slashed out with another sword.

"A sword, Piaoxue!"

The colder between heaven and earth once again, and the sword energy cut by Jian Wuming was frozen again.

Three snow-filled sword intents blocked Jian Wuming's move. It can be seen how sharp Jian Wuming's sword light is.

"Haha, are there no other tricks?"

Jian Wuming stopped, and the heroic spirit behind him raised the sword, and then threw it hard, and saw that the thin sword transformed into two, two transformed into four, four transformed into eight, instantly became overwhelming and dense, with all the sword tips aimed at Zhang Xuan.

"You can freeze a sword intent, but what about so many?"

Jian Wuming pinched a sword finger, pointed at Zhang Xuan from afar, and shouted softly, "Go!"

I saw the thin sword in the sky, covering the sky and trying to penetrate Zhang Xuan's heart.

Zhang Xuan waved his arm and the snow sword intent was successively fired. The buildings beside them were covered with a layer of frost. The flying sword that pierced Zhang Xuan in the air also slowed down. Frost appeared on the sword body.

This time, Zhang Xuan fought out seventeen snow sword intents to resist Jian Wuming's attack.

From the beginning to now, Zhang Xuan has produced twenty snow-puffed sword intents. He can clearly feel that most of the energy of this battle spirit has been consumed.

Jian Wuming's consumption is almost negligible.

This is the gap between heroes and war spirits. The heroes and the host have a perfect fit and can make changes in moves at will. War spirits only have one move. In front of Jian Wuming, who has super combat experience, this move is obviously not enough.

"Can this freeze?"

Jian Wuming showed a playful smile on his face, "Then try it, what about this!"

Jian Wuming opened his arms and countless sword lights appeared behind him. This is the existence of the powerful spirit control powerhouse standing at the top of the world! Every powerful spirit control powerhouse is unfathomable! Countless sword lights shining with golden light, and the number is more than ten times more than just now. With such a number, no matter how many snow sword intents are, they cannot freeze it, unless Zhang Xuan can make another solution.

"In the name of my Sword Valley, kill the evil spirits in the world."

Jian Wuming raised his arm high, "The Supreme of Guangming Island, haha, but that's it!"

Jian Wuming's raised arm fell at this moment, and the sword light behind him stabbed Zhang Xuan again.

At this time, Piaoxue's sword intent could no longer solve the attack in front of him.

Zhang Xuan retreated slightly.

"boom!"

A sudden loud noise appeared in the air, and then a purple light came out from Zhang Xuan's body and soared into the sky. This represents the noble purple color.

Zhang Xuan reached into the pillar of light and slowly pulled out a purple divine sword. The divine sword was three meters long and held by Zhang Xuan in his hand, showing an extremely exaggerated proportion.

Jian Wuming's originally contemptuous expression became solemn at this moment.

"This sword intent..." Jian Wuming stared at the purple divine sword in Zhang Xuan's hand, and at the same time he pinched the sword finger again to respond.

At this moment, Jian Qing and Xie Sheng, who were still confronting each other, saw their eyes on Zhang Xuan at the same time.

Behind Zhang Xuan, the air became illusory, which was affected by huge energy. Zhang Xuan's clothes were windless, and cracks appeared on the mask on his face.

The Demon Sword of the World! This move is the strongest move between Xuantian Chuan and Zhang Xuan. Zhang Xuan is different from that of humans. The Destruction of the World is more focused on physical training. Only those who practice the Destruction of the World can present this Destruction of the World is the most perfect way.

Standing invincible by the gods, Zhang Xuan, when he condensed this world-destroying demon sword, even the Spirit Control Realm had to pay attention to it! Zhang Xuan held the purple divine sword in his hand and waved it hard. This simple waving action made the ice crystals formed on the surrounding buildings shatter at this moment! The dense sword lights that filled the sky also disappeared under the purple sword lights.

"Boy, where did you come from!"

The evil god exclaimed, "This is not a move that belongs to any heroic spirit. This move can kill heroic spirits!"

Zhang Xuan clearly saw that after he swung the sword, the heroic spirit behind Jian Wuming actually showed a look of horror. This sword made Jian Wuming's heroic spirit scared! "Senior brother, I'll help you!"

Jian Qing, who was standing aside, could not continue to wait. She flew up and also drew her sword. Jian Qing's heroic spirit was also a woman, but her sword was a wide sword.

Several wide sword phantoms fell from the sky, forming a shield, landing in front of Jian Wuming, and resisting the purple divine light for Jian Wuming! “Boom!”

There was another violent sound, and the purple light burst out completely. The four people present could not see clearly what was happening in front of them. This explosion of light lasted for more than ten seconds before it gradually dissipated.

When everything disappeared, the purple divine sword in Zhang Xuan's hand had become illusory. The wave just now consumed all the energy.

The sword and shield that stood in front of Jian Wuming and Jian Qing also became ragged. You can see that a trace of blood hung from Jian Qing's mouth, and his face looked particularly solemn.

Zhang Xuan gasped heavily. At this moment, he had completely seen the gap between himself and the powerful spirit control man. His strongest move, the Demon Sword of the World, could hurt the powerful spirit control man, but he could not hurt his essence. After using this move, he was considered to be exhausted.

Jian Wuming and Jian Qing no longer had any previous contempt at this moment. The strength shown by Zhang Xuan had made them fully understand that this was a sword cultivator who was neither inferior to Jian Valley in terms of sword intent nor sword light.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Zhang Xuan laughed, "What a sword cultivator, you can beat me so hard, take another move!"

Zhang Xuan waved the purple divine sword that had become somewhat illusory in his hand.

Jian Qing subconsciously made a stance to resist, but this time, they did not usher in Zhang Xuan's attack, but saw Zhang Xuan with his own eyes and fleeing in the opposite direction quickly.

Jian Wuming and Jian Qing immediately reacted.

"He's all over the place, kill!"

Jian Wuming chased after him immediately.

Just as Jian Qing was about to set off, he saw the evil spirit blocking in front of him.

"Two...fight one...not good, let's...come."

The evil spirits are venting people's words with difficulty.

Jian Qing looked anxiously at the direction where Jian Wuming was chasing. At this moment, the evil spirit launched an attack, making Jian Qing Wuxin care about anything else.

As for Zhang Xuan, although he looked like he was running away, he had no intention of running away.
Chapter completed!