"You guy..."

The red luan's speed was terrible, its wings were twisted in the air, and it turned into a red light, almost hitting the sword array.

The disciples of Xijianchi were shocked when they saw it. They couldn’t understand why Fang Yuan was so violently rushing, so he was more certain that he had some reason to see evil sword repairs. , I saw that the red luan came very fast, too late to think about it, it was a rant, eighty-one black robe swordsmen pushed Feng Tianjian array, and the first nine white robe, rushed towards In the nine directions above the sword array, a sword-inspired moment slammed the extreme, but before the blink of an eye, there was a sword-inspired rise in the night!

Rumble...

The horrible sword qi struck around a dozen miles, and covered a vast void. The naked eye saw the dense and terrifying sword qi, just like a flood, like a fierce beast, and it rolled down from the air. , Almost swallowing this red luan.

"Are you going to do it directly?"

Near Wuxue Mountain, not only the disciples of Xijianchi, but also countless snowfield monks watch the battle from afar.

As soon as the news that Fang Yuan had left the deepest part of the snowfield leaked out, it had attracted the attention of countless snowfield monks.

After all, in the past ten years, Fang Yuan sat alone in Jianlu and seemed to be forgotten by the whole world, but in fact, this snowfield never forgot him one day, Cheng Tian Jian Dao, Zhongzhou Daoist, aristocratic, I don’t know how many people hate him. The death price is rumored to have reached a terrifying level. A lot of snowfield monks naturally feel itchy and want to make a fortune.

It’s just that Fang Yuan was in the depths of the snowy field, cold and icy ground, but no one could mention such a great courage to go to the ninth snow line and go to him. Besides, in the ten years of washing the sword pool, there were disciples of white robe Yu Xueyuan, because of their unclear attitude, also deterred Xueyuan Cultivators to some extent. They only dared to wait in the periphery, but no one dared to go in and find him.

But now that Fang Yuan is finally out, how could the priests of Xueyuan be indifferent?

Because Fang Yuan came out too fast, the disciple of Xijianchi could not stop him near the sixth or fifth snow line. He could only urgently summon everyone and placed a sword formation near the third snow line. The reaction of the priests of Xuexue was slower than that of the sword wash pool. At this time, they could only rush to the third snow line to see if there was any chance!

It is a pity that even if he came here, he was preempted by Xijianchi.

In these ten years, the Xijianchi is the most capable to enter the depths of the snowfield to chase down the six chiefs, but has not gone. Some people secretly speculate whether the six chiefs have resolved the contradiction with the Jianxichi, no I think it is still face to face now!

"In case of death in the sword formation of the Xijianchi, aren't we all in vain?"

The priests of Xuexue stared anxiously at the scene in the air, and they deeply hated the domineering power of Xijianchi.

...

...

No matter how many people think about it, it's only for a moment.

On Wuxue Mountain, a group of disciples who washed the sword pool devastated the array, and the sword was terrifying.

And this is exactly one of the ten swords of Xijianchi.

With the sword moving, the world was blocked, and the flies could not pass it!

Although the Xijianchi cloth is now standing here, blocking Fang Yuan, the supreme is only a white robe disciple. After all, as Fang Yuan, it is not worth it for Yuanying Jianxian Special to give up everything for him. In order to wait for him, he would withstand for many years, but this was after all nine white robe, eighty-one black robe, nine white robe turned into the core of sword array, and eighty-one black robe turned into the main body of the large array.

After such a large formation, it was really powerful.

What they said before was clearly not fake. Once this sword came out, Yuanying Jianxian could also be stopped.

"It's time to try the sword..."

Facing that piece of sword cloud, Fang Yuan seemed extremely calm, expressionless, and bowed his head in meditation. It seemed that he was thinking about something. It was so close to the sword array. He didn't even try to pull the sword. Clean and clean, there was no trace of sword spirit, even the disciples of Xijianchi were a little surprised, thinking that he was going straight to the sword array and came to death...

But when he was greeted with the sword array, and even was affected by the sword intention, he suddenly raised his head.

"call out!"

There is no magic technique, no swordsmanship, and even swords are not drawn.

He just raised his head like this, his eyes narrowed.

Then at this moment, his whole body seemed to become illusory, as if it were unreal, disappeared in this world, only a sword light, born from his eyebrow, hung out in the air, exuded A dazzling light.

In this instant, the void was silent, and it seemed that the snow and the world had disappeared.

It seems that in this instant, all the real things have become fake, but the illusory sword light has become real.

At this moment, it seems that everyone's soul is stagnation, everything is blurred in front of him.

The only thing that is clear is the sword!

This sword is extremely simple.

No change, no mystery, even slow.

But just such a slow sword light, but in a moment appeared in the void, before the sword cloud.

Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!

Jianguang and Jianyun touched, making a sour voice.

Feng Tianjian array is like a cloud, overwhelming, blocking everything. Compared with this, this sword light is really disproportionate, but just when this sword light touches the moment of Jianyun, it squeezes that piece of sword cloud There is a groove, but it looks slow, but it is just a kung fu between fingers, the groove has broken, and the sword light passes directly through the sword cloud.

"call out……"

If you cut tofu, there is no hindrance, straight through the entire sword array, and then flew to the void behind.

Uh!

Jianguang disappeared into the invisible, and the cloud of Jianyun was frozen in the void.

The sound of a large array of movements, the sound of agitated sword energy, and even the roar of some disciples of the sword wash pool in the sword array.

Are gone!

The world is silent!

At the next moment, the mass of swords stagnation in the air, which didn't move, suddenly split into two halves from the middle, just like a huge ship, disconnected from the middle, leaning towards both sides, and leaning After reaching a certain level, it suddenly burst into bursts, countless black shadows and white robes, broken swords shattered light, and blazed in all directions with an indescribable roar.

In that scene, it seemed like a thick fog spread out, leaving only the empty void.

The spirits of all people around the third snow line seemed to have been cut in half.

At this moment, Fang principle is still expressionless, turned his head, glanced into a void that seemed to be empty, and then drove the red roan under the seat, flying straight forward When he went out, he disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

The walk was neat, leaving only a mess.

"what happened?"

"What sword did he just use?"

"Is this a demon law?"

It wasn't until Fang Yuan had passed, that the monks of Snow Plains reacted, as if they had just awakened from a nightmare, and the soul had just returned to the flesh. Frightened and horrified, I couldn't remember how Fang Yuan had broken the sword array just now. When I tried hard to think back, I could only think of the sword light that had just reached Yaoliang Xueyuan.

"That man... the six chiefs, did he break our sword formation?"

"How is it possible... that sword, what sword is that?"

What was even more frightening was the disciples of Xijianchi. Their large formation was broken and fell to the Quartet, but they found that they were not injured, but they did not know how. Each one felt his hands and feet were soft, and his heart was intent. Unable to condense.

This feeling is more frightening than the feeling that Feng Tianjian is broken.

What kind of sword can that actually disperse our sword intention?

"..."

"..."

In the chaos and confusion below, just above Wuxue, in the void not far away, it was the direction that Fang Yuan glanced before leaving, but there were two veteran repairers who were indifferent, One of them, wearing a blue robe, with a purple crown above his head, holding a bronze moire sword in his hand, looked at the direction of Fang Yuan's departure without making a sound, his eyes seem a little low.

"Old friend Gu, you let me come just to see this kid?"

And beside this purple crown old man, there is an old man wearing a hexagram suit, who looks very old. Using the old dragon clock to describe him, he seems to be too young, and his hair is white and faint, but when he speaks However, he could see a complete and white tooth. He narrowed his eyes and looked in the direction of Fang Yuan's departure. He smiled, and his voice appeared calm and clear.

"I was worried that I wouldn't see the truth, so I gave you a glance!"

The old man with the purple crown spoke lightly and said, "But when I saw this sword, I thought it was superfluous to let you come!"

"Oh, do you regret it?"

The white-haired old man smiled and said: "I probably didn't expect that it was only three hundred years since that sword nerd, and there was a man who embarked on that sword way again? Do you cultivate the sword heart, others cultivate the heart sword? , You use everything as a sword, and others use swords to cut everything, huh, huh, but this is a natural rival. Although some take it for granted, it also has its own way. The future is not difficult to guess~lightnovelpub.net~ If this is the case If you can continue to walk on Kendo, the superb position of Jianxichi, who leads the world's sword repairs, may be difficult to guarantee..."

As he said, he seemed a little happy, and said narrowly, "If you didn't call the old man over, you can kill the child with a sword and cut the grass to get rid of it, but I just saw it. , It’s inconvenient!"

"You old Hugh, you have to make a mouthful!"

The old man with purple crown was ridiculed, not angry, but just said lightly: "Their swordsmanship is actually still a dead end, going against the world, after all, it will still go to the dead end. If in a peaceful world, they alone This concept can be called evil sword and absolute sword, but nowadays, after all, the catastrophe is approaching. The sword wash pool is not so stingy, and it will not destroy a fairy seedling for the battle of ideas!"

The white-haired old man looked at him with a smile, and did not speak.

After a while, the purple crown old man said lightly: "Even if you want to kill him for the swordsmanship battle, you will have to survive the catastrophe!"

The old man with white hair laughed and said, "This is the truth, let's go, we should go to the South China Sea too!"