Wu Po Jiuxiao

He covered his eyes.

But he didn't wipe it, instead he stared at his opponent quietly.

A strand of long, light hair slowly fell from his head.

No matter how fierce his saber technique was, it still couldn't completely cover the opponent's attack, and the swordsman was not unscathed this time.

On his arm, drops of blood kept dripping down.

The mighty saber energy had already hurt his body.

"You are very good, Zhuge Mingjing, I have to admit that you are indeed qualified to fight against me now."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked.

In the fight just now, it seemed that none of them took advantage, and if it wasn't because of the opponent's excessively secretive swordsmanship, Zhuge Mingjing would not have been hurt.

Even from the point of view of momentum, Zhuge Mingjing was obviously a bit more domineering than the other party, but he didn't expect that this guy would still talk to Zhuge Mingjing in such an arrogant tone without shame, wouldn't he be a little too proud.

"is it?"

Zhuge Mingjing stared at him coldly.

"As I said, I swear by my brother's long sword, today you will definitely die. I just made the first sword, but it was also the weakest one. If you surrender now, immediately get out of Jiandu and leave Yan'er, I can abolish your cultivation and save your life, but if you are still obsessed with your obsession, then the following sword will definitely kill you!"

At the moment when the two were communicating, in a building of the Yijian family, a sword intent soaring into the sky burst out crazily.

"The intent of the sword is me, and the heart of the sword is clear! I finally realized...Second brother, brother is coming soon..."

"Moon Sword!"

Amidst the crazy roar, the Separating Light Lve Shadow sword in Yi Jianhao's hand was already boiling, and the supreme sword energy was sprinkled like the moonlight.

Wherever the long sword pointed, everything was covered.

boom……

During the ground riot, countless vortices have formed among the flying sand and rocks.

The clouds between the sky and the earth were even shattered by this huge sword intent, and this vertical and horizontal sword intent within a radius of several kilometers was enough to feel it.

"Good... terrible sword intent!"

Everyone in the audience couldn't help showing timid and surprised expressions.

"This is the real way of the sword!"

"What a scary guy, is this really a swordsman?"

"go to hell!"

Yi Jianhao roared with a sinister smile.

Ye Fantian's eyebrows fluttered, and he was ready for the impact at this time.

Although Baibing Wujun didn't speak, he planned to save the swordsman at the critical moment. After all, such a genius can be regarded as a remarkable person.

"Mingjing, get out of the way."

Bai Bingyan yelled loudly.

"Demon Blade!"

The long knife in his hand seemed to have become psychic, the long knife thundered, ignoring the countless sword energy of the opponent, Zhuge Mingjing rushed forward vigorously.