"Stop quarrel, you guys go together!"

Jian Fengyun's mouth moved slightly and he suddenly spoke.

The Buddhist attainments of the Three Light Buddha Son and Qin Xuan's ruthless swordsmanship are both extremely extraordinary martial arts, but compared with his swordsmanship, they should be incomparable.

Martial arts are divided into five realms: form, qi, mind, Tao, and heart, corresponding to the five realms of martial arts: entry, small success, great success, perfection, and great perfection.

Taking the sword art as an example, the sword art is divided into sword shape realm, sword energy realm, sword art realm, sword art realm, and sword mind realm.

Jian Fengyun's swordsmanship had reached the state of sword mind in his previous life, transforming thousands of ways into the swordsmanship, and using swords to master the gods. If we don't care about the realm of martial arts, just compete with the realm of martial arts, almost few people in the ten thousand realms are his opponents.

However, everything is not determined. After three thousand years of silence, if you don’t advance, you will retreat. Perhaps the martial arts in the ten thousand realms can even reach the level of divine realm. Moreover, if you haven’t polished your swordsmanship for three thousand years, will Jian Fengyun also want to try it?

"Young Master Fengyun, I won't bully others!" The three-light Buddha son said suddenly.

"Jian Fengyun, I will defeat you. Tell me where Emperor Fengyun is hiding, how about?" Qin Xuan's white hair fluttered, and a cold fighting spirit flashed through her eyes that looked like obsidian.

"Okay, without using spiritual power, if you can defeat me in the realm of martial arts, I will tell you." Jian Fengyun curled his lips gently and said immediately.

A little fighting spirit suddenly arose in his eyes, wanting to try his sword skills.

"It's passionate but it's like tears, and the love thread is cut in front of the stringed cup."

Qin Xuan's long sword was unsheathed, and above the sword, sword energy was pouring out. In the void, a beautiful woman with white hair appeared. Sitting alone in front of the wine bottle of the hall, looking at the music and music, her beautiful face burst into tears, and she waved her sword to cut off her love thread.

In an instant, a boundless feeling of sadness swept over, as if it was about to swallow up the whole person's mind.

Jian Fengyun's eyes moved, and he reached out and grabbed it, and an illusory sword suddenly fell into his hand.

"Love is easy to break, but love is hard to break, and a sword is full of spring charm."

The illusory long sword swung gently, and a gentle sword energy swept away, instantly dissolving the endless sadness in Qin Xuan's hand in front of him.

Qin Xuan saw this scene and suddenly showed a solemn look on her cold face. She could feel it at the level of the emperor. The sword just now was directly dissolved by Jian Fengyun.

A spring filled with endless vitality, and the vigorous energy turned into sword energy, and then came towards her.

"Relaxed is not as painful as passionate, and one sword is shining with a thousand feet of abyss."

Qin Xuan was not willing to be outdone, and the long sword in her hand suddenly waved. The air around her instantly became cold, and the sword energy dissipated, making everyone feel as if they were falling into a thousand-foot ice abyss.

"Beauty, you are so cold!" The three-light Buddha son on the side couldn't help but urge the Buddha's power to release a shield to resist the coldness.

"Wuqing Sword Intent." Jian Fengyun's eyes lit up. Except for Hongxiu Tianxiang back then, he had never seen anyone who practiced Wuqing Sword Dao to the sword spirit. The successor of the Hongxiu Empress did not disappoint him.

"The Sword of Fuyao Ninety Thousand Miles, the Sword of Fengyun Million!"

Almost at the same time, when Jian Fengyun flipped his sword, a wisp of sword energy surged out, and the void reversed instantly, soaring up to 90,000 miles, and a sword Fengyun Tiandi was flat.

Before Qin Xuan could react, she felt a chill in her neck, and the sword edge was already pressing against her shattered neck.

"You lost!" Jian Fengyun's eyes were calm.

The sword just now was his improvisational sword. The martial arts realm of the sword mind was not fully utilized, but it also used some strength.

Qin Xuan reacted, looked at the boy in white in front of her and the cold sword edge on her neck, and gritted her teeth and said, "You...what is your martial arts realm?"

She was very unwilling to accept that the sword just now condensed the sword intent she had just realized recently. After several months in the Immortal Palace, her biggest gain was that the sword art reached the sword art state, that is, the martial arts realm reached the great level of success.

She thought that there were not many geniuses who had achieved great martial arts realm in the Ten Thousand Realms. Unexpectedly, the 16 or 17-year-old boy in front of her actually had such a realm. Breaking her sword intent with one sword is at least a swordsman realm, which means that the martial arts laws in front of her at least reached the perfect martial arts.

"Do I need to tell you?" Jian Fengyun put away his long sword, turned around and stepped into the depths of the Immortal Palace.

Looking at Jian Fengyun's back, the three-light Buddha son next to him couldn't help but take a breath and said, "Fortunately, I didn't take action, otherwise I would be embarrassed by the Buddha."

Qin Xuan looked at Jian Fengyun's back, and a trace of stubbornness flashed in her eyes.

As the princess of the Southern Dynasty of the Southern Dynasty, she has been admired by thousands of people since she became an adult. She has unparalleled swordsmanship and is known as the hope of the Southern Dynasty.

However, among the geniuses in the Ten Thousand Realms she knew, few of them could cultivate the martial arts realm at the age of fifteen or sixteen to the perfect realm. You should know that martial arts is not spiritual power, and there is almost no external force to improve the martial arts realm. Martial arts require martial arts to be understood by the warriors themselves. However, a person's energy and thinking are limited. Even if he comprehends martial arts from the womb, he cannot reach the perfect realm in 16 years.

Based on her understanding, in the ten thousand realms, almost all the old monsters who have practiced martial arts to the greatest extent.

Jian Fengyun ignored the gaze behind him. When he used the last sword, he knew that there was no need to compare with them anymore. Their martial arts realm could be considered the peak at the same level, but for him, there was no comparison.

What he has to do now is to configure the demon crystals and essence of the Purple Mad Flame Dragon into medicine liquid, and then refine and absorb it.

In the Immortal Hall, in half a day, Jian Fengyun arranged a pool of purple medicine liquid, like magma, bubbling with hot bubbles, and from time to time, a few purple flames burned on the medicine liquid.

"Master, is this really a medicine liquid?" The Qing Emperor Sword Sword Spirit attached to Jian Fengyun's right hand felt the hot temperature in front of him, and couldn't help but feel a little furious.

"Yes, it's a pity that the essence and blood of the Purple Mad Flame Dragon has not completely transformed into the essence and blood of the Purple Gold Flame Dragon. Otherwise, this pool of medicine liquid can break through the Spirit King realm." Jian Fengyun said lightly, then jumped into the pool.

The next moment, Jian Fengyun's robe was wiped out, and his body instantly emitted a silver light from the purple magma-like medicine liquid to resist the terrifying temperature in the medicine liquid.

"The defensive power of the Swallowing Heaven Sword Body is quite strong." Jian Fengyun's eyes narrowed and he immediately reacted.

He...

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