The huge Douwutai was suspended in the sky.

Above the Douwu platform, there is a battle platform condensed by majestic and powerful forces, surging the light of formation, and from a distance, it seems to be substantive.

Under the gaze of everyone's eyes, the two figures above Douwutai turned into two figures and swept away toward each other.

"boom……"

A huge storm of sword air erupted completely above Douwutai, so terrifying mighty, people worry about whether Douwutai can withstand it.

The icy bitter killing was shrouded in the sky, as if the temperature between heaven and earth had suddenly dropped by dozens of degrees at this moment.

At this moment, almost everyone's eyes were locked on the two figures in the air.

They all know that it seems that these two geniuses played against each other with their needles against Mai Mang, and when the two tigers clashed, there would be a wound.

After seeing the sword in Ye Wu's hands, a boy above the Daomen seat immediately whispered to the Taoist in front of him: "Master, that sword is familiar ..."

The Dao's eyes fell on the long sword in Ye Wu's hands, and his pupils shrank: "Isn't this sword photographed? How can it appear in this child's hand?"

For the top ten Sects, there is a shame.

That was a man who took away Ye Wushuang's sword, and beheaded and killed the top ten Supreme Sects of Heavenly Kings outside the city of inlaid dragons.

The top ten sects tried everything and did not find out the identity of the man wearing a bucket dipper. Unexpectedly, the sword shot by the other side appeared in Ye Wu's hands.

"Is this the one wearing the bucket that day?"

The Taoist took a deep look at Ye Wushuang, a sneer appeared on his old face: "Okay, a Ye Wushuang, dare to play a double reed under the eyelids of my top ten masters!"

...

Douwu platform.

Su Qilin stood in the void and turned into dozens of afterimages, making it difficult to capture.

"boom……"

With a wave of the palm of his hand, a sword light bloomed from his hand, and then, like lightning, chopped to Ye Wushuang with a sharp breaking sound.

Just for a moment, the sword light fell in front of Ye Wufa, and under the shocking sword light, the surrounding space was faintly distorted.

But almost at the same time.

Ye Wushuang's sword exploded, and his dazzling sword qi surrounded him, centering on him, forming a terrible sword qi storm.

Just when the sword light was about to fall on him, he moved, and his cold eyes looked at the sword light that was cut.

In the depths of his star-like eyes, he showed a bright sword-light imagination, and that sword-light exudes the vastness of the Emperor.

"boom……"

Under the flash of the sword light in his eyes, Su Qilin's sword light suddenly burst.

"Wow ..."

Everyone who has been watching the war has exclaimed after seeing this scene.

Many people only feel that they have not seen Ye Wushuang's shot, and the sword light cut by Su Qilin collapses.

The old man of Jian Zong's first peak Feng Xuanjian changed his face and seemed to think of something like: "This is a sword attack !!!"

And as his words fell, everyone present at the scene was astonished.

Sword attack, as the name implies, is to use sword to attack the enemy. At this point, sword repair is no longer limited to weapons and the like.

For them, flowers and plants, everything in this world, including his own ideas, are weapons.

The sword repair is divided into sword light differentiation, sword gas into silk, understanding the sword intention, the sword accidentally dropped, after this is the sword intention attack!

There are tens of thousands of people in the entire Jianzong. Most of them are still in the stage of sword gas, and only a few elites can achieve the accidental release of the sword.

As for the sword attack, the entire sword sect, only Ling Xuanzi, the lord of the sword sect, did this step, even if there were several supreme giants in the sect.

Therefore, after seeing Ye Wushuang silently and interestlessly breaking Su Qilin's sword light, the old man of Jian Zong's first peak Feng Xuanjian would be so eclipsed.

As his words fell, all the disciples of Jianzong looked at Ye Wushuang again.

Even if it was Ling Xuanzi, the lord of the sword sect on that lotus platform, Gujing's gaze fluctuated.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, Ye Wushuang whispered in white, without wind automatically, and the ray of sword light in his eyes flashed a few times again.

An invisible sword flickered slightly, as if cutting through time and space, and chopped towards Su Qilin.

Su Qilin was shocked. Suddenly a feeling emerged in his heart. At that moment, his perception seemed to have lost its effect.

"Woohoo ..."

And it was this short absence that made the invisible sword approach, Su Qilin did not panic to avoid sideways.

A light breeze fluttered over his face, followed by a long strand of hair, and he fluttered in the sky against the breeze.

Looking at this scene, the whole first peak seemed a little silent at this moment, and their eyes were full of astonishment.

Su Qilin had a long hair under Ye Wushuang's sword attack? If his previous reaction was slow for another moment, wouldn't it ...

"This little beast actually realized the sword attack ..." The old man of the first Fengfeng Lord Xuan Jian did not hide his envy and jealousy on his face.

In his opinion, the reason why Ye Wushuang could make Su Qilin eat is to rely on the strange and unpredictable sword attack.

"good very good!"

"It seems you have improved a lot in the past two months!"

Su Qilin gently stroked his horns, and the indifference on his face disappeared immediately, looking again at Ye Wushuang's gaze with a hint of ambition.

The boy in white in front of him had been suppressed by him two months ago, and it was only two months before he could grow up to such an extent.

If he is allowed to continue to grow, the future can be imagined. With that in mind, there is a real sense of killing in his heart.

"Ziyang sword !!!"

A long howl shook the world, and suddenly saw a sword light blooming from within Su Qilin's brows.

The sword light finally fell on Su Qilin's hand, turning it into a long sword, which swallowed purple gas, but was three feet wide, but hovered like a purple dragon.

The moment he saw the sword, the Taoist Taoist stood up in shock: "What is this sword? Is there so much purple gas on it?"

"I have never seen this sword!"

"This sword must be the legendary spiritual treasure !!!"

At this moment, countless giants got up one after another, and the giant of the demon gate changed its color, staring at the long sword with a faint look of uncertainty in his eyes.

Almost at that moment, Jianzong's ninth peak.

The figure sitting on the cold spring suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were like electricity, and he shot directly at the first peak: "It seems that the old man did not guess correctly, this son is the one five hundred years ago ..."