Yin Sword Spirit said in a solemn tone: "Yang, you and I join hands to use the Yin Yang Sword Ancestor's Yin Yang Wuji Sword Technique."
Yang Jianling's sword trembled and he nodded in agreement.
"Taiyin Frost Moon, waving my hand to bring Qingqiu, Taiyin Sword Technique!"
"The sun burns the world, raises the sword and returns with ashes, the sword technique of the sun!"
The Taiyin Sword Spirit's whole body was filled with cold energy, and the cold moon in the sky was frozen, leaving only a chill in the world.
The Sun Sword Spirit burned the sky, and the flames burned through the world, like a big sun across the sky.
Frost and cold last for thousands of years, but one sword hurts the years.
Fire burns through the ages, one sword makes all magic empty.
The Yin Sword Spirit and the Yang Sword Spirit launched attacks at the same time, and the power of Taiyin Hanshuangyue and Sun Burning World came together to form a huge sword light.
The power of yin and yang merged with each other, making the sword so powerful that it was unimaginable, as if the entire space was about to be chopped off.
Zhou Qiankun felt the strong pressure from the yin and yang sword spirits. He did not flinch and used his sword power with all his strength.
"Original Hunyuan Sword! One sword opens the green lotus and lays down millions of bones!"
Zhou Qiankun shouted loudly, and the original Hunyuan Sword in his hand exuded extremely powerful sword energy.
A green lotus was born on the sword, and it flew out gently, very fast, as if it could split the space and cut off everything.
When the green lotus collided with the yin and yang sword energy, the green lotus bloomed.
Sword light splashed out, energy exploded, and the entire space was torn apart.
Zhou Qiankun's figure flashed and turned into a stream of light, quickly shuttled between the sword lights, looking for flaws in the Yin and Yang sword spirits.
Upon seeing this, the Yin Sword Spirit and the Yang Sword Spirit launched even more fierce attacks, trying to trap Zhou Qiankun.
However, Zhou Qiankun's attainments in swordsmanship have reached an extreme level. He relied on his deep understanding of swordsmanship to easily dodge attacks again and again.
"The yin and yang sword skills of both of you are indeed quite powerful, but in my sword domain, I am the king of swordsmanship!"
Zhou Qiankun sneered, and his body suddenly exuded a powerful aura, as if he had transformed into a sword god.
"Sword Domain!"
Zhou Qiankun shouted loudly, and his sword domain enveloped the entire space.
With the addition of sword domain, he is full of infinite power.
Gently raise your hand and swing out your sword to kill the Yin and Yang Sword Qi.
Yin Jianling and Yang Jianling were under unprecedented pressure, and they began to feel powerless.
"This human is too powerful and we cannot resist his attacks."
Yin Jianling said anxiously.
"Being under his sword domain, his power is endless and is not good for us. We must break his sword domain first."
Yang Jianling said calmly.
As a result, the Yin Sword Spirit and the Yang Sword Spirit joined forces again and displayed the more powerful Yin Yang Wuji Sword Technique.
With this sword, the yin and yang rotated and turned into a huge Tai Chi diagram. The Tai Chi diagram volleyed down and suppressed the power of heaven and earth.
Yin and Yang shake the universe, and all dharmas are extinguished.
Zhou Qiankun showed no intention of backing down when faced with the joint attack of the Yin and Yang sword spirits.
He waved the original Hunyuan Sword in his hand, his eyes were heavy and calm, showing no timidity at all.
"If you want to break through the sword realm, you two can't do it yet!"
Zhou Qiankun's body merged into the sword domain, like an invincible swordsman, looking down on the world.
A sword across the sky, cutting the sky, cutting the earth, cutting the universe.
A sword fell on the Tai Chi diagram, and the Tai Chi diagram immediately collapsed and ceased to exist.
This sword shocked the Yin Yang Sword Spirit.
"This son's swordsmanship is so strong that perhaps only a ray of sword soul from the Divine Sword Sword Ancestor on the seventh level can suppress him."
They were dejected, knowing that they were defeated.
No one has broken into it for 30,000 years, and once he does, he becomes such a monster.
They don't know whether they should be happy or depressed.
Zhou Qiankun fell with his sword and defeated the Yin Yang Sword Spirit.
At the same time, in the sixth level space, a golden scripture emerged.
Yin-Yang Wuji Sword Technique, created by the Yin-Yang Sword Ancestor, is the essence of the supreme swordsmanship.
Zhou Qiankun looked at the golden scripture with a hint of excitement in his eyes.
He carefully held the golden scripture in his hand, feeling the powerful power contained in it.
This scripture was created by the Yin Yang Sword Ancestor, and it contains the secrets and cultivation methods of Yin Yang Wuji Sword Technique.
Zhou Qiankun took a deep breath and began to read this scripture carefully.
Yin-Yang Wuji Sword Technique is based on the power of Yin-Yang and integrates the power of heaven and earth to form a supreme swordsmanship.
This kind of swordsmanship has both incomparable strength and incomparable flexibility. It can be used both offensively and defensively, and is extremely powerful.
Having just witnessed the power of the Yin Yang Wuji sword technique, Zhou Qiankun couldn't wait to understand the secrets of the sword technique.
Taking out a piece of Minghui Fruit, the whole person fell into enlightenment.
After a long time, Zhou Qiankun opened his eyes, and a force of yin and yang flowed through his body.
"Senior, I want to challenge the seventh floor."
Zhou Qiankun's words spread, followed by the change in the space in front of him.
When the surrounding scenery became clear, he had appeared on the top of a mountain shrouded in mist.
On the top of the mountain, there is a thatched house. In front of the thatched house, there are two walnut trees.
In front of the house, an old man with a white beard was polishing a wooden sword.
Zhou Qiankun glanced at the scene in front of him doubtfully.
"Is this the seventh level of space? It's completely different from the previous six levels of space. It's like a real small world."
While Zhou Qiankun was looking around, the old man with a white beard finished polishing the wooden sword.
He raised his head like an ordinary old man and smiled kindly.
"Haha, after thirty thousand years, someone is finally able to come here."
Zhou Qiankun focused his eyes on the old man and his expression became cautious.
If nothing else, this old man will be the test of the seventh level.
He was slightly surprised that the will of the divine sword stone did not make any sound.
I don’t know if it is unable to interfere with the seventh level of space, or if it feels that there is no need to speak out at this moment.
Zhou Qiankun saluted respectfully: "Junior Zhou Qiankun has met my senior, dare I ask my senior's name?"
Although the person in front of him looked ordinary, he put great pressure on Zhou Qiankun.
This old man is definitely a strong man with excellent swordsmanship.
The old man waved the wooden sword and said with a smile: "Take my sword first."
After saying that, he raised his wooden sword and stabbed straight at him.
Under this sword, red flames burned the sky, and all the souls lay dead.
Zhou Qiankun's expression changed, and he felt that all his escape routes were blocked, and it seemed that he was being stabbed straight from the front. However, his intuition told him that avoiding it would only lead to defeat.
There is no way to avoid it, you can only be burned by the flames.
"Then take the sword head-on."
When it comes to swordsmanship, Zhou Qiankun has never been afraid of anyone.
"One sword turns into ten thousand swords, and ten thousand swords turn into one sword!"
The original Hunyuan Sword also thrust straight out, with the shadow of the sword behind it.
This sword looks like one sword, but it seems like thousands of swords.
It seems like thousands of swords, but it is only one sword.
The two swords struck each other, and the power of the sword boiled on the top of the mountain.
Looking carefully, not a single plant or tree was harmed.
