The Venerable Swordsman

go?

Ye Xuan faces the shadow of the sky, a glimpse of the heart, what kind of strong is it, so that this Lin from the cloud and the sword Xuan are so taboo?

In the air, the illusion gradually condensed, and soon a white-haired middle-aged man appeared in the air.

The middle-aged man with white hair was a bit stunned, but he quickly became clear. Soon, he looked down at the bottom and looked indifferent.

disregard!

This is a kind of high indifference, just like human beings are watching ants.

This feeling makes people very uncomfortable!

Beside Ye Xuan’s body, Lin Congyun said: “Divided!”

Qin Town nodded slightly, "very strong."

Lin Congyun whispered: "It seems that this is their head."

Qin Town looked at him. "It's very strong. What are your plans?"

Lin Congyun Shen Sheng: "Report!"

Qin Zhen shook his head. "No, it's too slow! Go back and forth, at least one and a half months."

Lin took a look at Ye Xuan from the distance, "take him away!"

Take him away!

Qin Zhendao: "You take him away."

Lin Congyun still wants to say something. At this time, the white-haired middle-aged man in the air suddenly said: "Don't want to leave."

Lin looked at the white-haired middle-aged man from the cloud. The white-haired middle-aged man looked down at him. "Is the spirit of the Star Palace?"

Lin Congyun whispered: "I have never heard of you!"

The white-haired man whispered: "I have heard a little."

Lin Congyun smiled: "You will regret it!"

The white-haired man is expressionless. "Repent? Maybe! But that's the future! Now, give you two opportunities, roll right away, but you can spare two lives!"

roll?

Lin Congyun smiled, and he glanced at Ye Xuan, not far away. "I just said, he, my spiritual star palace is Baoding!"

The white-haired man shook his head. "Since you want to die, the Lord will fulfill you!"

The sound fell, his right hand turned to the next, gently pressed.

An invisible pressure appeared on the top of everyone's heads. This pressure was slowly falling down. For a moment, the space above the entire Congjian Zong was illusory.

Seeing this scene, Ye Xuan's look suddenly dignified.

So strong!

If this pressure is down, the whole sword will be turned into ashes!

Lin Congyun was about to shoot, and at this time, Jian Xuan, who was not far away, suddenly floated slowly. The next moment, a powerful sword suddenly swept out of his body, and this sword became a handle. The illusory sword greeted the powerful pressure in the air.

Seeing this scene, there is a strange glimpse of Lin Congyun’s eyes. "Yufeng Dajianxian....... If you take another step..."

Speaking of this, he and Qin Zhen looked at each other, and there was a shock in their eyes.

Because if this sword is in the further, it will be incredible!

In the air, the sword that was condensed by the sword rushed into the sky. When the invisible pressure was encountered, the sword suddenly split.

At this time, the right foot of Jian Xuan below gently slammed into the sky, "broken!"

The sound fell, the sword trembled fiercely, and a sword slammed out of it.

boom!

A deafening sound of the explosion suddenly rang through the sky. Then, countless swords shone around, and at the same time, the space of the entire sky was illusory, as if it were to be completely broken!

It’s amazing!

In the air, Jian Xuan looked up at the white-haired middle-aged man, with no expression, and at his fingertips, there was a sword flashing!

The white-haired man glanced at the sword Xuan, whispering: "Since the Cangjie Sword Lord, you are a good sword repair in the Qing Cangjie over the years. Unfortunately, Jian Xiu, in my eyes, is just a trail. ”

"The trail?"

In the distance, Lin Congyun suddenly smiled: "Do you think Jianjian is a trail?"

The white-haired man looked at Lin Congyun and asked, "Do you think it is strong?"

Lin shook his head and smiled.

In the past, he did not think how strong the sword was, because he encountered very few powerful swords. It is necessary to know that the sword is more difficult to cultivate, so the real powerful sword in the world is very Less rarely!

However, until he met the woman in the skirt...

Sword repair is not strong?

That is you have not encountered strong!

The real peerless sword repair, powerful and desperate!

The white-haired man suddenly said: "In fact, the Lord is also very curious, what is it, let you protect it like this..."

Speaking of this, he pointed to Ye Xuan not far away, "to protect him!"

Lin Congyun laughed: "Do you still make sense now?"

The white-haired man whispered: "It really doesn't make sense. If so, all of you will be buried with him!"

The sound fell, his right hand turned up again, and the next moment, an illusory huge palm suddenly appeared in the sky of Cang Jianzong!

This palm is hundreds of feet long, covering the sky!

With the appearance of this palm, a breath of ruined earth came from the air! Under this breath, countless disciples of Cang Jianzong could not breathe.

The strong destroyer of the land!

Ye Xuan’s right hand is tightly held, and at the moment he has a sense of powerlessness!

Deep feeling of powerlessness!

Because in front of this strong, he can't do anything!

He knows that even if it is to sacrifice the prison tower, it is useless. It’s not that the prison tower is useless, but he is too weak now!

In addition, he did not dare to easily push the prison tower!

This thing, if it is urging again, may come out with a man who is more horrible than this white-haired man.......

Intuition tells him that the existence of Tari is truly horrible!

Otherwise, the mysterious woman would not sacrifice herself to suppress the existence of the tower!

In the air, Jian Xuan's palm suddenly spread out. The next moment, a sword light appeared in his palm, and in a flash, his whole person turned into a sword light.

Among all the eyes of the people, a sword light tears the sky and wants to pierce the sky!

In the air, the sword was stabbed directly above the giant hand.

Hey!

The whole giant hand trembled fiercely. At the same time, there were countless spider web-like cracks on the giant hand, but the sword of Jian Xuan was directly smashed!

The giant hand is falling!

Under the giant hand, Jian Xuan was actually smashed down by the pressure of this palm, and even the sword was directly crushed!

Seeing this scene, countless Cang Jianzong disciples turned pale in the field.

At this time, Lin Congyun suddenly vacated, the next moment, his right hand waved, a black small print of palms rose into the sky, the air, black printing storms up, for a moment, a powerful force from that black The gushing out of the print!

Bang!

Throughout the sky, the giant hand trembled fiercely, and the cracks were a little more. However, the black seal of Lin Congyun was directly smashed and turned into countless pieces falling down!

Lin Congyun slowly grasped his right hand. The next moment, his whole person rose into the sky, and in the air, a rage rang, and then a punch directly hit the giant hand.

boom!

The fists were smashed in an instant, and the forest fell from the sky directly from the sky.

Can't beat!

At this moment, the giant hand has come to the top of everyone's head. If it falls, the entire Cang Jianzong will be turned into ashes. Not only the entire Cang Jianzong, everyone will die!

At this moment, Jian Xuan’s eyes were not closed far away. At the next moment, a sly sword appeared suddenly on his head. At the same time, a sword sounded like a thunder in the world. !

Suddenly, Jian Xuan suddenly opened his eyes. The next moment, his whole person disappeared directly from the air. At the same time, a little Jianguang suddenly stabbed in the palm of the giant hand.

boom!

The giant hand smashed!

In the air, the white-haired man suddenly disappeared in the same place, in a flash -

Hey!

Not far from the sword Xuan directly flew out, this fly, enough to fly hundreds of feet far!

After he stopped, there was a concave palm print on his chest!

The white-haired man glanced at Jian Xuan and whispered: "If you give you another ten years, you will break through the big sword fairy. I really can't take you with this avatar. Unfortunately, you are still too weak!"

The sound fell, he suddenly disappeared, the speed was fast, and basically no one in the field could see it clearly!

far away--

Hey!

Jian Xuan flew out again, and this time, his body actually cracked open!

If he comes again, his body will be smashed directly!

The white-haired man did not have mercy, and the moment disappeared again. At this time, Chen Beihan disappeared from afar. When he appeared again, he was already in front of Jianxuan. In a flash, his sword was slamming forward!

boom!

Under the sword, the sword smashed instantly. At the same time, Chen Beihan flew directly to hundreds of feet!

Seeing this scene, Jian Xuan smashed the shackles. The next moment, he suddenly looked at the white-haired man in the distance. In a flash, his right foot slammed into the void, followed by a sword, and the sword was very fast. In the blink of an eye, it is in front of the white-haired man!

The white-haired man is expressionless, raising his hand is a punch!

Bang!

The sword light was smashed in an instant, and at this time, a sword had come to his eyebrows, only a few inches away from his eyebrows!

However, this sword is no longer able to enter half an inch!

Because the white-haired man caught the sword with two fingers!

The white-haired man’s finger was slightly forceful, only listening to the ‘狰’, the sword was directly smashed, and the sword Xuan flew out again!

Invincible!

At this moment, countless Cang Jianzong disciples are desperate!

At this moment, a rage suddenly sounded from below, "Festival!"

Gu Shishu's voice!

As her voice fell, the entire Congjian Jianzong suddenly trembled. Soon, an imaginary round table suddenly appeared in the sky above Cang Jianzong, and even the pen xian, the more sturdy, Gu Shishu, Zhantie, Chen Beihan, and All of Cang Xuan appeared on the round table.

In the next moment, the six men violently inserted the sword in their hands into the round table. Then, a sword light suddenly burst into the sky, and the sword light broke through the clouds and went straight into the stars!

Sword array!

In the air, the white-haired man glanced at the round table and whispered: "This should be the sword of the celestial sword left by the Cangjie Swordmaster! It is indeed good, come, let me see!"

The sound fell, his right hand slightly pressed to the next pressure, for a moment, the following invisible pressure from the palm of his hand crushed down!

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