Traversing the daily life from the Super Seminary

When the words fall, no more words, the sword is the language for swordsmen to communicate.

The surrounding environment was quiet, photographed by the invisible and deadly aura of the two strong men, even the cicadas on the trees were much weaker.

"It's been a long time since I saw Chen Xin treat an opponent so seriously, especially this opponent is such a young junior!"

The grey-robed old man, Bone Douluo Gurong, had already jumped to the farthest but tallest tree to watch the upcoming duel below.

Xu Yi and Jian Chen stood facing each other heart-to-heart, silent, accumulating sword power in unison.

Although they have only met each other for the first time now, they seem to have known each other for a long time!

The bodies of the two remained motionless, like a Mount Tai standing horizontally in the sky, and the suffocating breath overflowed.

Both of them are on the verge of probing, the one who can't hold on to the probing first will take the lead!

Although Jian Chenxin is over seventy years old, his mind has already been trained to be like a rock, unshakeable by lightning.

But Xu Yi is an immortal old monster who has lived for more than a thousand years.

In terms of xinxing, laughing and cursing are only in one thought, and the tempering has already become mellow and satisfactory!

In terms of endurance, he can see through stubborn rocks and see the sea dry up until the end of the world, the collapse of the Douluo Continent, the destruction of galaxies, and the explosion of the universe...

"What a strong endurance!"

Although Jian Chen's heart still looks as stiff as ice on the surface, it is not as calm as the surface, and has already caused huge waves.

"Why is this man's eyes so sharp? Could it be that he has also comprehended the supreme realm of the unity of man and sword?"

Jian Chen looked at Xu Yi's gaze heartily, hoping to see the flaw!

It's just that Xu Yi showed that kind of half-smile and cheap look from the beginning to the end, which made him unable to do anything!

Such a perfect eye defense is simply invulnerable!

"I can't go on like this, my heart will be confused, I can't accumulate sword power, it seems that I can only shoot!"

Jian Chen made up his mind in an instant, and turned his right hand into a sword finger, and sent the "Seven Killing Sword" to attack Xu Yi.

The Seven Killing Sword turned into a long rainbow, with a silvery white color flowing all over its body, speeding all the way, screaming endlessly.

Of course, this move didn't endow any soul power.

Jian Chenxin just reached the realm of mind-to-heart connection through years of practice in the way of swordsmanship and the Seven Kills Sword.

Everything has animism, and Wuhun also has animism!Turning the mind like this, the heart of the sword is clear.

Xu Yi also threw out a small grass in his hand, and the sword meaning in the word grass flowed, and a small green sword extended from the grass body.

"clang!"

"clang!"

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

Two swords turned into aurora, one green and one white.They collided with each other, back and forth, entangled constantly, which made people feel dazzled.

Jian Chen's eyes were dignified, he was attacking with the martial soul seven kills sword skill!

No matter how sharp the sword qi is, Seven Kills is the top weapon spirit in the world, enough to be as beautiful as Haotian!

But what it is fighting against now is not some peerless magic weapon, but just a grass that this person picked at will!

How strong is this person's sword intent?

"Ten thousand swords return to the sect!"

Suddenly, Jian Chen had made up his mind, and with a turn of the sword, the Seven Killing Sword flew high into the sky, shining brightly!

Around it appeared one after another white seven kills, flying all over the sky, and thousands of swords blared together!

Chapter 6 Nineteen Sword Fighting Luo Chenxin III

"Ten thousand swords return to the sect!"

Jian Chen's heart is separated from the air, between the thoughts.The Seven Killing Sword shined brightly in the air, eye-catching and compelling.

Thousands of points, flying all over the sky, shuttle back and forth uncertainly, all these are transformed by the Seven Kills sword intent.

The same move is also born out of its own fifth soul ability "Wanjian Guizong", but one uses soul power to stimulate it, and the other uses sword intent.

"Be careful!" Jian Chen reminded him, his brows were serious and his heart was serious.

For so many years, he has never felt such a happy mood now

Xu Yi smiled when he heard this, and his palm turned into a sword finger and drew a circle toward the sky!

In the sky, the small emerald green sword manifested by the sword intent of Cao Zi felt like a fish swimming in the sky.

It pierces the void and presents an arc shape, forming a touch of extreme brilliance.

The big green circle rotates, with the tendency of fusion, and as it keeps changing, it actually divides into two poles!

"This is?"

A ray of doubt flashed across Jian Chenxin's eyes, because there was always a strange charm on this big green circle.

The more you look at it, the easier it is to be attracted.

As if disillusioned with its rotation, the soul of the whole person is swallowed by its immeasurable depth!

For a moment Jian Chen was startled, subconsciously bit the root of his tongue, the slight pain from the tip of his tongue made him break free from the green vortex.

As a result, Wan Jian was controlled to go away, and countless small white swords came towards Xu Yi overwhelmingly.

Facing Wan Jian's attack, Xu Yi's face was calm, but he acted calmly.

At this moment, the small green sword turned into a swimming fish and came to the center of the big green arc, becoming a yin-yang fish eye!

In an instant, the light shines!The green yin-yang fish rotates rapidly, emitting a dazzling light outward.

This green divine light intertwined continuously in the air, and finally turned into a big net, engulfing thousands of Seven Kills sword qi in the sky.

Jian Chen's heart and Seven Killing Sword's heart are connected, and he can only observe and feel the situation that Seven Killing Sword encounters.

As if it had fallen into an unfathomable, sticky quagmire.

With infinite strength but nowhere to display it, as if punching the cotton with a punch, I feel aggrieved inside.