Within a hundred zhang are all silver swords, here is the prototype of the sword domain, this is the psychic power of Canglong Jianxin.

Under the blessing of this sword heart, the majestic sword force on Lin Yun's body instantly overwhelmed the opponent.

"Sword Heart Psychic!"

Gu Zijing's eyes showed a look of extreme shock. He finally knew why the other party was retreating again and again.

The sword he was bound to hit was hanging between Lin Yun's eyebrows and could not be stabbed no matter what, and at the same time, his sword power was shrinking.

boom!

The humming and trembling holy sword in Gu Zijing's hand was bounced out directly, and its man was also shaken out, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

kill!

With the power of the Canglong Sword Heart, Lin Yun, who was covered in silver light, had long hair that was flamboyant, and every strand of hair exuded a meaningful luster.

He killed him like a god (qi), and the hundred-zhang sword light from the funeral flower directly cut through the clouds, slashing down like a mountain peak.

Pfft!

On the hilt of the giant sword, Gu Zijing spit out another mouthful of blood. He knelt down on one knee and was injured by the sword, with a trace of blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

Swish!

But taking this opportunity, he finally grasped the holy sword that was shaken out.

"My sword seals the sky!"

Gu Zijing didn't dare to be careless anymore, the eyes of the stars and the stars kept flashing and disappearing, urging the fusion of the Fengtian Sword Canon and the holy sword.

Swish swish!

After a while, nine stars appeared behind him, and each star shone with dazzling light, as if there were eternal marks.

His sword intent soared, and he finally broke free from the shackles of the silver sword brilliance, blocking the sword when he could not let go.

boom!

The two sword lights collided in the sky, and the ten-mile cloud layer shattered instantly, like a gust of wind swept away leaves.

The starlight fell from the sky, shining brightly, and everyone looked up and felt their scalps numb.

What an amazing battle it was, it was breathtaking!

"The wind rises for nine days, and everything is frozen!"

With the help of Fengtian Jiandian, Gu Zijing finally caught his breath, and a gust of wind suddenly blew, causing the giant sword of thousands of meters to tremble in the air.

The chains hanging in the air were even more swaying, and together with the Tibetan Sword Lake below, tidal waves swayed one after another.

boom!

The two holy swords collided in mid-air, neither of them kept their hands, and both stimulated the power of Xing Yao in the holy sword.

Their kendo strength is very strong, and the Xing Yao holy sword in the hands of the two has exerted nearly 100% of the power. This is an extremely amazing picture.

The people who saw this scene from a distance were all surprised and couldn't close their mouths, and an exaggerated vision appeared in front of them.

Dragons and phoenixes danced, the ghostly flowers bloomed, the stars shone, and the countless sword lights covered the sky and the sun, dazzling people.

The hilt of the giant sword, like a vast fighting platform, hangs in the sky, and the stars shine.

The two fought evenly, Lin Yun had the blessing of the Canglong Sword Heart, and the sword intent clearly overwhelmed each other. Wherever the burial flower's edge passed, he regarded all things in the world as ants.

Gu Zijing relied on the eyes of the stars and the secret technique of Fengtian Jiandian, relying on the nine stars behind him, to resist this sword power.

Everyone in the Sifang Sword League was full of exclamations.

"It's too exaggerated, these two are monsters!"

"Just for a moment, I thought Lin Yun would lose without a doubt, but I sacrificed Kenshin. I thought the mirror of grain was finished, but I supported him again!"

"The methods of the Ice Emperor's lineage are still too terrifying. Even compared to the Nine Emperors, I'm afraid it's not much worse."

"What do you know, Ye Qing genius is really against the sky! That's Jian Xin, do you know the gold content of Jian Xin in the realm of Nirvana, it's too exaggerated, really too exaggerated."

The Sword League gathers the world's kendo holy places, and it is far clearer than others how difficult it is to master the sword heart.

More than just ascending to the sky, it is more difficult than ascending to the sky!

Many people were incoherent, and many Sword League leaders who had opinions on Lin Yun before had to be convinced.

"Only speaking of swordsmanship, Ye Qingtian has already won."

Above the sky tower, Jiang Yunting looked solemn and sighed softly.

Feng Shaoyu did not speak with a sullen face, why couldn't he see that Gu Zijing was forcibly supported by secret techniques now.

This is the background of the Ice Emperor's lineage. If it were any other person, the moment Jianxin appeared, he would be defeated.

Zao Wou-Ki, who climbed up quietly, said solemnly, "How long Ye Qingtian's Canglong Sword Heart can last, but it's hard to say. Besides, Gu Zijing's real trump card is the Firefly Divine Sword!"

"

Wasn't Ye Qingtian very strong? When Gu Zijing really sacrificed the Firefly Excalibur into the Holy Scroll, he would know the difference. "

After losing to Lin Yun, he was very unconvinced, and now he pinned all his hopes on Gu Zijing, just asking the other party to help him out.

Feng Shaoyu clenched his fists and said solemnly: "That's right! The outcome is not yet decided, Gu Zijing has a chance."

Jiang Yunting didn't speak, he looked up at Lin Yun in the sky with an unpredictable expression.

Firefly Excalibur into the Holy Scroll?

Do these people really think that Lin Yun, who has mastered Jianxin, can only use five swords?

Oh, naive!

Jiang Yunting didn't speak, after all, he was a member of the Sword League, and he still hoped that he was wrong.

boom!

There was another dull sound above the sky, and the two holy swords collided, and then the two separated.

Only the reverberation reverberated like thunder, and Lin Yun floated gently like fallen leaves, standing on the edge of the hilt of the sword, with an empty back like a cliff.

"Tsk tsk, it's really incredible, Canglong Jianxin! Before Qinglong Ce is about to appear in the world, it's really rare to meet an opponent like you, thank you."

Gu Zijing stared straight at Lin Yun, and a smile appeared on the corner of his pale face. The other party gave him too many surprises.

If he defeats the opponent, after this battle, his swordsmanship will definitely go further.

"I can't spend it with you anymore, this nine-star secret technique can still support half a column of incense, and I must defeat you in half a column of incense."

Gu Zijing looked at each other, he was still confident, and his expression was extremely magnanimous.

"sky!"

When the voice fell, he hung the sword in front of him, his hands condensed with extremely ancient handprints, and layers of heavenly power continued to fall on him.

"land!"

Boom!

The towering peaks in the distance released a stream of air visible to the naked eye, jumping out of a perfect arc and converging on him.

In this moment, the general trend of heaven and earth was all mobilized by him, and the day after day and the earth were perfectly integrated, constantly blending and changing.

In the end, these majestic trends converged into a purple ice phoenix that appeared behind him.

The ice phoenix spreads its wings, has an ancient and sacred atmosphere, and shines like a living thing under the injection of blood.

Lin Yun looked familiar, and he couldn't help shrinking. Isn't this the prototype of Xiao Bingfeng.

Gu Zijing was very confident, he smiled and cast the secret technique without any fear.

Clang!

Bingfeng let out a holy cry, like a fairy sound, causing the chains that fell down the hilt of the sword to tremble.

Under the spread of the frost, there were actually cracks in those chains.

The people watching this scene were greatly shocked, and even the people in the Tibetan Sword Villa were a little panicked.

"Tsk tsk, it's actually my clan's secret technique. It's quite like that. Although it lacks some charm, it can still give this emperor a high look."

When I saw the great emperor of the purple ice phoenix in the secret realm of Ziyuan, I couldn't help being surprised and praised.

Gu Zijing said proudly: "This is a rare purple ice divine phoenix from the Phoenix God Race. In ancient times, there was a divine phoenix that shook the eight wastes and slaughtered the world. This technique is a secret that my Ice and Snow Temple does not pass down, and it is possible to defeat this technique. Below, Ye Qingtian, you won't have any regrets."

Xiao Bingfeng smiled and continued: "There are still people who remember the name of this emperor."

Lin Yun's eyes narrowed slightly, and with the blessing of Bingfeng, the sword stance on Gu Zijing's body had a divine aura.

The ancient blood of the divine phoenix seemed to span time and space, and was imprinted on the opponent's sword intent, making his sword intent extremely ancient and full of toughness.

big head!

Lin Yun frowned, this guy actually has the means.

Swish!

The two fought together again, and the sword light kept fighting each other. Every time Lin Yun made a sword, the opponent would easily suppress it.

"Blessed by Zibing Divine Phoenix, under the stars, everything is illusory. Ye Qingtian, even if you have the Canglong Sword Heart, you will definitely lose today."

He is bound to win this battle.

You really have enough!

Mo Hanmang flashed in Lin Yun's eyes, this guy is really endless, pretending to be non-stop.

"Hey, do you want Bendi to help you cheat?" Xiao Bingfeng said.

"No, let alone the Ice Emperor, even if it is the Sword Emperor himself, I have to destroy him today."

Lin Yun took a deep breath, a burst of anger burst out between his eyebrows, the next moment Nirvana filled his body, and he released it without any reservation.

"Withered wood grows flowers!"

Lin Yun took a step forward and displayed the Firefly Divine Sword into the first volume of the Holy Scroll while breathing.

"Firefly Divine Sword? It's finally going to be desperate, but unfortunately... I will too!"

Gu Zijing snorted coldly, with a proud expression between her brows, and she also greeted her with a dead tree and flowers in the same place.

Two god-supporting trees are swaying in the wind above the clouds.

"In the middle of the day!"

"In the middle of the day!"

"A short distance away!"

"A short distance away!"

Neither of them meant to stop, the mighty Firefly Divine Sword entered the Holy Scroll, one sword after another.

In the thirteen swords of the Holy Scroll, one sword is stronger than the other, and in the blink of an eye, the two of them simultaneously displayed Myriad Fire Burning the Sky.

boom!

The vast flames overlapped, almost burning the sky into a hole, and two terrifying sword lights collided fiercely.

"The wind is drunk for nine days!"

"The wind is drunk for nine days!"

But the two people under the sky didn't mean to stop, and the sixth sword of the Holy Scroll was released.

The people below were all stunned, and they couldn't speak with their mouths wide open.

Whoosh!

After this sword, Gu Zijing gasped a little, and sweat continued to seep out of his forehead.

"Feihong treads the snow!"

On the other hand, Lin Yun, who was opposite him, still had no intention of stopping, and displayed the seventh sword of the Holy Scroll.

"Feihong treads the snow!"

Gu Zijing gritted his teeth and took it.

Click!

When it came to this sword, there was a gap immediately, not as the previous swords were evenly matched, Lin Yun not only broke the opponent's sword, but even the vision of Zibing Shenfeng also showed slight cracks.

"I don't believe it, you still can!" Gu Zijing's palm was split open with blood, and he clenched the holy sword with both hands.

"The eighth sword, the world rises!"

Lin Yun turned around, it was still the eighth sword of the Firefly Excalibur, it was still the peak realm, and it was still shining brightly.

boom!

This sword is invincible, the four seas rise up in the wind, a sword falls from the sky, the star river is bright, and the light shines on the world.

Pfft!

Gu Zijing encouraged to block it, but the whole person completely retreated to the edge, and the phantom of Zibing Shenfeng shattered inch by inch.

"impossible!"

Gu Zijing's pupils are arguing, and his eyes are full of incredible expressions, the eighth sword!

"how can that be!"

Feng Shaoyu and Zhao Wuji on the sky tower almost jumped up in shock, while Jiang Yunting opened his mouth slightly, in disbelief.

But it's not over yet!

Lin Yun backhanded a sword, his body rotated in a circle, and the ninth sword Jinghua Shuiyue stabbed out.

Ka Ka Ka!

There are many phantoms between heaven and earth, and countless spaces are interlaced. Each space is like a mirror, and each mirror has a human figure.

boom!

When the sword was completely stabbed out, Lin Yunren did not move on the spot, but the nine stars behind Gu Zijing were blown up on the spot.

Pfft!

At the same time, a hole the size of a bowl appeared in his chest, which was directly stabbed in the opposite direction by the sword.

hum!

The funeral flower trembled in Lin Yun's hands, and a powerful sword force was contained in the holy sword, swallowing the power that made people's souls fear.

The mirror surface of the millet was ashes, and it was immediately seen that this sword was not really released by the opponent.

It was only the sword's edge that pierced his chest, just the edge that spilled out.

"I lost." He quivered his lips and said three words tremblingly, which broke the hearts of everyone in the Sword League.

"It's your acquaintance."

Lin Yun snorted coldly, and waved his hand holding the funeral flower suddenly.

boom!

The power of the mirror flower water moon poured out | go out, only to hear a continuous loud noise, the nine chains hanging from the sky broke inch by inch.

Lin Yun stood with his sword in hand, looking in all directions, the funeral flowers trembling and the sword intent roaring.

A sharp edge, shocking all directions.

It seems to be telling the loneliness of the king and the arrogance of the sword god, who will compete with me! Who dares? Fight with me!

[Modification, revision, it's three o'clock, and I can't hold it a few times in the middle. I want to write again tomorrow, but I'm really afraid that it will be gone when I wake up. 】