There was a little surprise and admiration in Pei Xihe's eyes. He had achieved his own swordsmanship with the Chixiao Emperor Dao Sword. The male cultivator in front of him had already entered the fifth level and entered the Dao from the heart.
Pei Xihe's sword was clear-minded, and under this pressure, he also brewed a majestic fighting spirit.
Wu Shifang used his own body to lock her figure, and he swept his sword past. Countless sword lights split up, and there was a faint sound of thunder and sky-shattering. The imperial swordsmanship was magnificent, as if there really was an ancient holy emperor with lowered eyebrows and stretched out his fingers. She came to intercept and kill.
Pei Xihe could easily break through the pressure of the imperial way. She had a destiny of ninety-nine and was born with unparalleled imperial energy. This imperial energy was far better than the true meaning of the sword, but she did not activate it.
One person will compete in three games. In fact, if she wins two games, she will be in the top three and go to the royal city for a competition. This is her first game.
When she faced the true meaning of swordsmanship, she was not only surprised that the geniuses and monsters of this fairy temple emerged one after another, and understood the swordsmanship in the body of Nascent Soul, but she also felt the fighting spirit to meet her opponent, and wanted to fight him fiercely with pure swords without taking any advantage. Any coincidence.
The Tianguang Saber was raised, and as soon as she drew it out, thousands of lights and shadows flashed across it. Yuanying mostly used magic and magical powers to fight, but the two of them used sword skills to attack each other's intentions.
Pei Xihe's body was injured by the endless sword light, leaving seven or eight ferocious sword marks. Instead of resisting, she killed instead of guarding. The white light on the blade was like snow, the power of immortality!
The Immortal Way was created when all the abilities she mastered were fused with each other under the erosion of time in the True Demon Tenwei. This is her way, and it should also be her sword.
My sword is immortal and eternal!
Under the pressure of Wu Shifang's swordsmanship, she also faintly touched the path of swordsmanship.
Wu Shifang's eyes flashed with strange color, but he was particularly appreciative.
The more you fight, the stronger you become. This is an unchanging law among cultivators.
He held the Chixiao Sword, and the flaming red dragon-shaped sword energy solidified on the tip of the sword as he swung the blade, roaring in the air, facing the thousands of sword shadows that Pei Xihe swung at.
Wu Shifang's sword Qi tore a hole open, and fell on his right shoulder, leaving a bloodstain.
He didn't care, and activated his spiritual power to make the wound heal on its own. However, he found that this power was too strange, and the injury did not improve at all. While he was surprised, Pei Xihe's offensive became more and more fierce.
The last Yi Yuan Dao was a pure killing knife. Her master had traveled in this world, so she did not use the Yi Yuan Dao, but used her own original sword technique, so that no one could identify it based on this.
The white light on the blade suddenly looked like a burning flame, illuminating thousands of candles!
As soon as the sword was swung, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth suddenly transformed into the shape of the sword, blending into the sword's aura like stars holding the moon, and killed Wu Shifang in the air.
Under the high pavilion, the people looked at this amazing offensive through the reflection of the spiritual weapon, and they were all shocked.
Ying Fei was among them, secretly admiring in his heart, and even more convinced of the benefits of this alliance.
Sure enough, for an excellent person like her, God will deliver her thighs to her door. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but have a look of embarrassment between her eyebrows.
The fox used his magical power to hide himself and watched the battle. Seeing the change in her expression, he clicked his tongue in his heart.
He finally understood that this female cultivator was just a fun-loving person sometimes, having fun all day long for no reason.
He withdrew his gaze and looked back at the mirror image projected by the spiritual weapon. Helian Jiucheng's eyesight was extraordinary, and he could naturally see the fierce collision of intentions between the two. Wu Shifang's swordsmanship had already taken shape and was slowly being polished. If he could transcend the restrictions, If you ascend, you will definitely become a peerless swordsman.
His Yuanying Perfection cultivation level is pretty good, but he has just touched the sword when he reached the age of 100. Such a talent is difficult to find in the immortal world.
And Pei Xihe relied on his heavy pressure to understand the complete integration of the immortal way and the sword technique, and thus also set foot in the realm of the sword technique.
If the trump cards are revealed and the power of Shenwu is used, Wu Shifang is naturally no match for Pei Xihe, but his swordsmanship is really much better than hers at the moment.
When Wu Shifang exploded with all his strength, Pei Xihe was retreating steadily.
The emperor is inclusive and open to all rivers.
The Emperor, the mighty dragon, dominates the heaven and earth.
There is moderation in the fierceness, there is a trade-off between fighting and killing, and the choice is clear. Wu Shifang's swordsmanship is six attacks, three defenses, and one retention. The spiritual power splashed by each sword is like a real dragon leaping, breaking through life and death. Pei Xihe's candle shined with a knife.
The remaining moment turned into a murderous intention, and he immediately attacked and defended seven times, killing Pei Xihe. A sword light broke through Pei Xihe's body-protecting magic and opened a bloody hole in his abdomen.
The Emperor's sword intent raged inside her body, and she flew backwards. The tiger's mouth was shattered by the force, and she couldn't help but spurt out turbid blood. Only then did she feel better inside.
She activated her magic power, stabilized her figure, broke away from the stage where she was about to leave the ring, and struck down in the air with her knife.
The light of the sword changes, the intention of the sword becomes stronger, and the way of the sword becomes immortal!
Wu Shifang smiled for the first time, and his brows were full of joy. This man was also a strange person. When he was indifferent, he was like clouds of smoke, and when he was happy, he looked crazy.
Pei Xihe has entered the Dao realm, and the true meaning of the Dao of Swords makes people yearn for it!
The swords collided, and in an instant, the sky was filled with afterimages, true intentions colliding, immortality versus the emperor's will.
Fu Yuan's eyebrows in the dark were surprised but also filled with joy.
Although this female cultivator is now more than three hundred years old, she is still a young person under the thousand years of Nascent Soul. To be able to achieve such a level of cultivation and swordsmanship is to be feared in future generations.
How could he not be happy when a genius was born in Liancheng?
And judging from his cultivation as a Tribulation-Transcending Earth Immortal, this female cultivator named Lian Ran still has hidden tricks. Is this because she wants to keep them for use in the Royal City Competition?
The strength she has shown now, even if Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger, the hidden monster comes on stage this time, is enough to break into the top thirty and get the favor of resources.
Originally, he was still confident about his apprentice, but now in this battle, Pei Xihe stepped on the path from his heart and clearly understood the true meaning of the sword. He could be said to have come from behind. For a moment, he was not sure who could win this game.
But at this moment on the battlefield, Pei Xihe's physique was extraordinary, and his magic power spontaneously expelled the Imperial Sword Intent from his body, and his injuries were healing spontaneously.
On the other hand, Wu Shifang's body was full of traces of being ravaged by the Immortal Sword Intent, eternal wounds that could not be healed. No matter how powerful the Yuanying was, he could not help but have blood gushing all over his body for such a long time, and his face looked pale and haggard at the moment.
He raised his head and looked up. This extraordinary swordsman had a unique power in his swordsmanship. It was like a maggot attached to the bone, making it impossible to break free. If it continued to be used up, the advantages and disadvantages of this situation would really be reversed.
Then one sword will determine the outcome.
The palm of his left hand grazed the sword blade, and the essence and blood guided it, and the blood light stained the red sky like a rosy cloud.
Pei Xihe knew his plan and couldn't stop it. It would be a fair showdown.
She closed her eyes and realized what she had gained from this duel. Then she opened her eyes in the next moment, soared into the air and slashed in the air.
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