"Keng!" There was an explosion, and the Dragon-Slaying Sword's body shone brightly, and countless tiny sword energy stars seemed to appear in the whole world, like wind and rain in all directions. The mighty sword power boiled instantly, turning into layers of sword nets, directly trapping the two magic weapons. No matter how the Poison God and Sanmiao Fairy urged them, Ten Thousand Poison Cauldron and Qian Meilian were like flies trapped in a spider web, unable to escape. "Old ghost, if you only have this little skill, you'd better tie up your hands as soon as possible!" After suppressing the offensive of the two Poison Gods, Long Xuan smiled coldly and said in a cold voice. At the same time, a white sword light emerged from his right palm, slowly solidifying, and he held it in his hand - it was the Qingping Sword! With a sword in hand, the sword power that had climbed to its peak surged again. Long Xuan was full of energy and roared loudly. The Qingping sword in his hand made a sword roar, and there was an inexplicable fanaticism in the white sword light. . The Divine Sword had spirit, and seemed to be longing for the water of blood. He swung out the sword, and the sharp sword energy rushed towards the two Poison Gods like a stormy sea. "Unbridled!" The Poison God's expression was cold, and two groups of colorful smoke suddenly shot out from his sleeves. They were unpredictable and magnificent. A strange fragrance made people feel light and airy when they smelled it: "Ignorant child, so arrogant. , let¡¯s try my ¡®Five Poison Smoke¡¯ first!¡± Following his words, these two groups of colorful smoke were like poisonous snakes showing their fangs, circling towards the Jinghong coming through the sky! Sword Qi, a crackling sound suddenly sounded in the void. "Hmph! The old ghost does have some skills!" Long Xuan's pupils shrank, and he looked deeply at the two groups of colorful smoke, with a hint of fear in his eyes. At that moment, he clearly felt the sword energy in the void. The passing of time, no, not passing away, but being corroded. These two clouds of poisonous smoke can corrode even his indestructible sword energy! Just when he was dazed, a warning sign suddenly rose in his heart, and he saw countless cold lights emerging out of thin air, changing erratically, like ghosts wandering in the middle of the night, harvesting life, crossing strange and unpredictable arcs towards Long Xuan. At the vital points all over his body, it was Fairy Sanmiao who spotted the right opportunity and launched a sneak attack! Long Xuan snorted coldly, with a calm expression on his face. He raised the dragon-slaying sword in his right hand high, and his whole body instantly turned from extremely still to extremely active. Shengxue's white clothes fluttered with the sword wind, and he slashed out nine swords in the blink of an eye. Nine crescent-shaped blazing white sword lights greeted the cold light like mercury leaking to the ground, making a series of "ding-ding-ding-ding" sounds. Fairy Sanmiao's expression changed. She held an orchid in her hand and made a move in the air. The countless cold lights merged into a dagger. It was the Poison God's "Acacia-cutting" dagger! This time of change, lightning and flint, although Long Xuan reacted quickly and did not allow Fairy Sanmiao to successfully attack, but because of the turbulence in his mind, Wandu Cauldron and Qian Meilian in the sword circle took advantage of the opportunity to escape and escape. out. Because there was no opponent, the blue sword light in the sky converged on the dragon-slaying sword like a whale sucking water, and flew back to Long Xuan's hand. With both swords in hand, Long Xuan's sword power became even more powerful, as if the ancient sword god was reborn! Clothes are like snow, people are like jade! The moon is like water and the sword is like a rainbow! At this moment, he seemed to be completely integrated with the eternal desert desert beneath his feet, the void of heaven and earth, and the moonlit night wind, and the endless vast ancient atmosphere suddenly flourished. The light on the Qingping Sword and the Dragon-Slaying Sword was like a dream, brilliant and unpredictable. The wind and sand flying in the desert, driven by the sword intention around him, seemed to turn into thousands of sharp swords, slowly surrounding him. Turn slowly. Poison God and Sanmiao Fairy both felt chills in their hearts and looked at each other with solemn expressions. They both saw the fear in each other's eyes. They have traversed the land of China for hundreds of years, so they are no strangers to the changes in Qi. Although Long Xuan did not attack them at this moment, the power of his sword was unfathomable, rising again and again, as if he was accumulating something. When his sword power reaches its peak, the sword he swings will be earth-shattering! "We must take action to interrupt this child's momentum!" Poison God and Sanmiao Fairy both had a flash of understanding in their hearts. With a thought, the Ten Thousand Poison Cauldron and the Thousand Meilian Lotus were both filled with precious light, whistling in the sky and about to fly towards them. Long Xuan smashed it away. Unexpectedly, Long Xuan had already moved before they could take action. In an instant, he opened his hands like bird wings, took seven steps in a row, and transformed into seven afterimages. Although the two swords struck in sequence, But it gives people an incomparably three-dimensional and intuitive feeling. The black and white sword light is continuous, like two sky-reaching sword dragons rising up against the sky, trying to roar proudly into the sky. ¡ª¡ªThe two fairy swords in his hands were raised to the top, and the sword tips were straight, tattooed directly on Qing Ming. He stood up straight, took a deep breath, and opened his eyes. The silver-white light in his eyes was like the clear moonlight, like a desolate will-o'-the-wisp, engraved with the majesty of the gods and the depth of purgatory! A swordsman is only truly alive when he is wielding his sword! At this moment, his state of mind has completely sunk into the fighting mood of "Heart Sword". His expression is indifferent, emotionless, stripped of emotions, neither happy with things nor sad with himself.?Like a sculpture that has stood there since ancient times! "Heaven, sword, style!" As Long Xuan shouted, the sword energy in the sky suddenly rolled up, turning into two sword energy vortexes, one black and one white, in the sky. The sword energy soared into the sky. His figure was rising like the rising sun, thunder clouds were surging all over the sky, electric snakes were criss-crossing, and the overwhelming momentum made people feel chilly. When Poison God and Sanmiao were stunned, the black and white sword energy vortex in the sky rotated with Long Xuan as the center, like the yin and yang poles of a Tai Chi diagram, the black and white strange lights instantly merged into one, turning into a A silver heavenly sword that reaches heaven and earth! Noble and majestic, majestic and solemn, restraining all things, acting on behalf of heaven! "Kill!" Standing in the clouds, Long Xuan's face was like frost, his expression was solemn, his swords were crossed across his chest, and he spat out one word coldly. The silver giant sword was like a soldier who had received an order. It roared and was slashed down with boundless murderous intent and endless madness. Before it could be carried out, a loud rattling sound was made on the wild sand. All of them cracked, and the black cracks were like the hideous faces of evil spirits, coldly mocking the world! The sky is dark and the world is miserable! Enveloped by the strong sword light, the Poison God's old complexion turned slightly pale. He let out a long roar, and all his clothes bulged. The Ten Thousand Poison Cauldron was suspended above his head, emitting countless looming black smoke. A crystal-clear canopy was formed in front of him: "Fairy, don't hold back any more hands to help me!" As he spoke, he bit down hard, biting his tongue, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, which was spraying on the canopy. The bloody light on the canopy suddenly flourished, burning fiercely, like a world-burning flame! Fairy Sanmiao is also a person who knows good and evil. Although she is shocked by the endless weird methods of the boy in the sky, she also knows that now is not the time to delve into these details. She reluctantly suppresses the injuries in her body and imitates the Poison God. A mouthful of blood splashed on the bloody canopy. Watered by the essence and blood of two peerless experts, this dazzling canopy suddenly erupted with unparalleled brilliance, flew up against the sky, and collided with the silver heavenly sword in the air - with a loud bang, dazzling brilliance, and no trace of light. People can open their eyes! "The beads of rice also emit brilliance?" In mid-air, Long Xuan was surrounded by sword energy, his swords were slightly hanging, and a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. "Heavenly Sword Style" is the first of Taixuan's Five Swords, with power that shakes the heavens. After practicing to his level, in addition to stimulating the sword energy, sword power, and damaging the enemy with the sword light, it can also stimulate the power of the Heavenly Sword - - Formless and unstoppable, it can directly hurt people's minds. "Drink!" The Poison God let out a hysterical cry. His legs were pressed into the earth by the vast sword that was galloping through the sky and the earth. There was a look of pain on his face. He felt like stars were rising in front of his eyes, as if there was a giant sword. It was as if a hammer was hammering hard in his mind. Every time it was struck, the true energy in his body would go wild. The severe dizziness made it difficult for him to even control the "Five Poisons Covering the Sky"! When the smoke and dust dispersed, Poison God and Sanmiao Fairy were already pale and shaky. Especially Fairy Sanmiao. Her Hehuan sect's skills focus on training the spirit, and her body is relatively weak. She was already severely injured when Shura Demon Lord crossed the border, but now she suppressed her injuries and fought with Long Xuan, and her injuries were even more severe at this moment. , his body softened and he slowly sat on the ground. Long Xuan slowly fell from the sky, with a sarcastic smile on his lips. He raised the Dragon-Slaying Sword slightly, and the cold sword edge was facing the two Poison Gods: "Have you figured out how to die?" Poison God She didn't answer his words, her eyes were full of resentment, and she gave him a cold look. At this moment, his condition was extremely miserable, but he was really good at what he did. Even in such a difficult situation, he still managed to take a breath, flew away, and disappeared into the darkness, but he no longer cared about the despair on the faces around him. Sanmiao Fairy. "If you want to leave, you have to see if Long agrees!" Although we are not planning to kill the Poison God today, it is still necessary to collect some interest first. Long Xuan did not look at Fairy Sanmiao who had lost her fighting power, and looked at the Poison God in the distance. The fleeing figure raised his eyebrows. The Dragon-Slaying Sword regained its power and was about to kill him with one strike. At this moment, his body suddenly paused, and a look of confusion appeared in his eyes. The silvery-white brilliance receded like a tide. In the sea of ??consciousness, the golden pages of "Tai Xuan Sword Sutra" turned rapidly, and the enchanting and charming The image of the purple-clothed woman became clearer and clearer, and a vast aura as thick as the abyss and as vast as the thick earth spread out. "Tai Xuan Sword Sutra" is still turning rapidly. Before turning a page, the thin sword in the woman's hand can be unsheathed. I don¡¯t know how much time has passed, but the pages of the book gradually slowed down, and finally stopped completely. Three large golden characters were written at the beginning of the volume. The writing was ancient and clumsy, with dragons and phoenixes dancing. The dragons and snakes walked straight forward, and they actually came out of the book, roaring into the sky - Earth , sword, style! At this moment, Long Xuan is no longer aroundUnable to stop the drowsiness in his mind, he closed his eyes and gradually fell to the ground exhausted. "Master Long's nephew!" "Junior brother!" exclaimed several times in succession. Puzhi and Kongru's expressions changed drastically. They abandoned the ghost king and went straight to Long Xuan who was unconscious on the ground; Lu Xueqi's autumn-like Tianya sword slashed through a mysterious path in the air. Trajectory, killing the last few demon sect disciples, with worried expressions on their faces, also flew towards Long Xuan. The Ghost King had a complex expression on his face and moved his steps, but in the end he did not pass. He sighed softly, wrapped Fairy Sanmiao, who was also seriously injured and dying, with his true energy, and turned into a shocking blood rainbow and disappeared into the sky: "Today's battle, my holy religion will Thank you for your kindness, we will be rewarded if we meet again in the future!" From a distance, an ancient and desolate voice came, with a hint of arrogance. The voice gradually became lower, and the person was already far away! PS: Dear heroes, if you can, can you save "Sword Immortal", just below "Click to read" on the page. Every click and every red ticket you get is support for Ukiyo! I would like to thank you all for this!