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Chapter 406 Sword and Soul Showdown

In the void, Zuo Qiu Heng and Xiang Yun were thousands of feet apart, standing with swords. They did not take action, but stood there in place without moving.

But around the two, there was an astonishing fluctuation in aura!

At first it seemed like a breeze whistling, then it intensified, like a howling wind, but in the end it became more and more intense, forming two blue and white waves of air rolling around.

The two waves of air collided with each other, bursting out amazing energy, almost submerging the figures of the two.

When the airflow collision became more and more intense, the confrontation between the two reached a peak state. Xiang Yun, who was originally standing in the same place, finally took the lead!

He took a step forward, his figure as if teleported, and instantly appeared ten feet away in front of Zuo Qiuheng. In his hand, Cang Xuan's giant sword was lifted lightly, and a dazzling half-string moon was drawn in the void. The blade lightly fell towards Zuo Qiuheng!

This sword seemed slow, but it arrived in an instant. Seeing that the sword edge was about to slash Zuo Qiu Heng's eyebrows!

However, at this moment, Zuo Qiu Heng's eyes suddenly condensed, and his eyes did not look at the sword pin that was slashing, but looked at Xiang Yun's eyes!

At this moment, Zuo Qiu Heng suddenly released a murderous aura in his calm eyes!

Although it only flashed, at that moment, Xiang Yun seemed to see a terrifying scene of millions of corpses, blood flowing into a river, and a sad and terrifying scene in the world!

Almost at the same time, a slight red light burst out from the sword tip above the three-foot silver blade in Zuo Qiu Heng's hand. The sword body moved horizontally, and the tip of the sword was just like a dragonfly sifting through the water. It came first, and the sword body was winged by the Cang Xuan Sword!

"clang……!"

A gentle whisper sounded, and Xiang Yun felt that the Cang Xuan giant sword in his hand was not very powerful, but it was like a snake hitting seven inches, hitting the gate, so that the originally integrated artistic conception between Xiang Yun and Cang Xuan sword instantly showed a pause.

It was just this time that Xiang Yun's body changed, the sword's edge trembled, and it was actually shifted a little. When it fell in front of Zuo Qiu Heng, it barely passed through the other person's ear.

At this moment, Zuo Qiu Heng's sword was already entrapped like a dragon, stabbing towards Xiang Yun. The sword edge was as fast as a shocking bird, and it arrived in an instant!

Xiang Yun was shocked. At a critical moment, he had no time to return the sword. He waved his sword body and directly used the hilt of the sword in front of him, blocking Zuo Qiu Heng's sword!

Immediately, he took advantage of the force and followed the trend. The sword edge swept across again. The third style of the Black Iron Sword Technique, a Pojun slashed towards Zuo Qiu Heng's neck with a single stroke!

Faced with this amazing sword, Zuo Qiu Heng did not retreat but advanced, and rushed forward with a sudden step forward, turned around, his back was like a mountain, and directly hit Xiang Yun's arms. At the same time, the sword blade in his hand rubbed from the neck of Cangxuan Sword to the tip of the sword!

In the midst of lightning, he not only blocked Xiang Yun's sword, but also introduced the power and sword power of Xiang Yun's sword into his own sword!

The next moment, Zuo Qiu Heng raised his head and the long sword was like a rainbow. He leaned back and handed out a sword, which was so energetic that it penetrated the long rainbow!

Xiang Yun's pupils shrank and he reacted instantly. A second before Cang Xuan's giant sword was removed, he directly released the hilt of the sword. The giant sword suddenly rotated with the long sword in the opponent's hand as the axis!

Xiang Yun took the hilt of the sword again with his other hand, and his sword body moved horizontally, almost rubbing against Zuo Qiu Heng's sword edge, barely blocking his body in front of him!

However, when the sword in Zuo Qiu Heng's hand completely hit Cang Xuan Sword, Xiang Yun felt a rushing sword force, rushed into the sword body and poured into his body!

"Boom..."

A light sword burst out with a shocking sound. Xiang Yun's body shook, flew backward like a cannonball, and was directly bombarded into a crack in the void, and then broke out from another void curtain!

At this moment, Xiang Yun's robe had already

It was broken in many places, and a ray of red blood from the corner of the mouth also flowed out.

"hiss……!"

On the field, when I saw this amazing scene, I heard the sound of sucking cold air!

The two of them had just fought, and the battle only happened in the blink of an eye. The life was hanging on the line, and the sword moves at the top of the Wonderful Thunderbolt were already dumbfounded. Zuo Qiu Heng's last sword directly knocked away Xiang Yun was even more shocking.

At this moment, Jian Qi also showed a look of horror in his eyes, and he couldn't help but say to himself.

"The sword cultivator of the Sword Soul Realm is really terrifying. If it were me, Zuo Qiuheng's sword would be enough to destroy my body and spirit!"

Although the other geniuses did not have a deep understanding of swordsmanship, they also looked at Zuo Qiu Heng in shock at this moment, and a faint sense of fear arose in their hearts. The first person in the younger generation of the mainland in the previous generation was indeed terrifying!

At this moment, Zuo Qiu Heng stood with a sword, looking at Xiang Yundao with a calm expression.

"It's natural to lift the weight easily. Master Xiang's swordsmanship is really extraordinary. It can block my swordsmanship and it is enough to be included in the top-notch swordsmanship in the world, but it's still a bit insufficient."

At this time, Xiang Yun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, staring at Zuo Qiu Heng, but his eyes were full of solemnity.

Before this, Xiang Yun's understanding of Zuo Qiu Heng was obtained from others' mouths and classics and legends. Today is the first time he fought with him.

Before, Xiang Yun was not at a disadvantage in competing with Yun's power or physical power.

However, when the two fought with swords, only a few rounds were less than a few rounds, Xiang Yun had already deeply realized Zuo Qiuheng's terror.

Now I am in the realm of sword soul, and I have been inspired by Cang Xuan’s giant sword. People and swords are not distinguished from each other, and they are as one.

However, during this moment of fighting against the enemy Zuo Qiu Heng, Xiang Yun could clearly feel that the other party seemed to be able to see through all his flaws. With a sword, he could easily break his artistic conception, leaving him everywhere and unable to take the initiative.

Xiang Yun knew even more that Zuo Qiu Heng did not use his full strength at this moment.

This is the first time Xiang Yun has faced such a powerful sword cultivator. Seeing Zuo Qiu Heng standing tall and not showing his momentum, he felt huge pressure, as if facing an indestructible iron wall!

"call……"

After slowly exhaling a breath of turbid air, Xiang Yun suddenly held the Cang Xuan Sword tightly, and the light in his eyes became more and more intense!

He knew that he had no choice but to retreat. No matter how powerful the enemy was, if the sword cultivator bowed his head and picked up the sword in his hand next time, his sharpness would be reduced!

In an instant, the giant sword in his hand was horizontal, and the sword tip pointed to the earth, but Xiang Yun slowly closed his eyes!

At this moment, the golden light that had originally lingered around Xiang Yun slowly dissipated. His robe was fluttering in the wind, and the ink hair flew with it, and the momentum on Xiang Yun was slowly disappearing.

However, when everyone looked up at this figure, they felt an inexplicable feeling, which was a sense of arrogance that was independent of the world, as if there was only one person in the world, standing proudly on the peaks and looking down at the people!

Xiang Yun used the Xuan Iron Sword Technique to understand the "Sword Heart". After Linghu Chong's guidance, he finally condensed the "Dugu Sword Intent". Then he stayed in seclusion in the training room for five hundred years. Once he became a saint, he finally condensed the "Sword Soul"!

The power of Dugu Sword Soul lies in the invincible momentum that despises the people!

At this moment, Xiang Yun was going to use Dugu Sword Soul to use the strongest sword to compete with Zuo Qiu Heng!

When Zuo Qiu Heng felt the supreme sword force rising from Xiang Yun, Zuo Qiu Heng's eyes lit up instantly, and there was a violent fluctuation in his eyes for the first time. It was a kind of

Excited and enthusiastic look!

"Very good, let me see how strong your sword soul is!"

Zuo Qiu Heng said this only, and then the long sword in his hand suddenly raised high and pointed directly at the sky!

At this moment, an inexplicable pressure suddenly rose from Zuo Qiuheng, and he looked up at the figure. Everyone present couldn't help but breathe. Deep in his heart, there seemed to be a seed of fear, growing and spreading rapidly.

For a moment, everyone was shocked and quickly withdrew their gazes, not daring to look at Zuo Qiu Heng again, for fear that the inner demon would emerge from their hearts.

At the same time, a huge vortex appeared in the void above the two of them at this moment. There seemed to be some special energy between the world, which was constantly integrating into the two of them!

The realm of sword soul, essence, energy, and spirit, are integrated into one. The sword soul can be integrated into the world and absorb the power of heaven and earth to explode amazing power!

At this moment, the aura on both of them was rapidly amplifying until the two auras touched and collided with each other!

"Boom..."

A roar suddenly exploded in the sky, and the sky curtain was torn a huge gully. The void turbulent flow was like a waterfall, rushing out wildly, forming a "curtain" of hundreds of feet wide between the two!

Just the next moment, Xiang Yun suddenly opened his eyes!

"Swoosh..."

From his body, a phantom suddenly rushed out with a sword, the sword soul left his body, and in an instant, came to the front of the waterfall formed by the turbulent void!

At the same time, a phantom of a sword was also rushed out from Zuo Qiu Heng's body and came to the other side of the waterfall!

The two sword souls, separated by the void turbulence a hundred feet wide, seemed to meet!

Dugu Jianhun held the sword in both hands, slashed down with one sword, and rushed into the waterfall in an instant!

"The fourth style of the Xuan Iron Sword Technique, break the sky!"

At the same time, Zuo Qiu Heng's sword soul stabbed straight in his hand, and his body turned into a stream of light, and he rushed into the waterfall!

The two of them rushed into the void and disappeared in everyone's sight in an instant.

But at the next moment!

"Bang..."

A shocking wave swept out from the center of the void turbulence. Where the air waves rolled up, all the void turbulence were directly crushed and turned into nothing in an instant!

Even the torrent pouring down from the two of them, at this moment, was going upstream and rolling backwards!

And at the center of this space, a dazzling white light shone on everyone's eyes and it was difficult for them to open their eyes until the white light gradually weakened and eventually disappeared, and finally two phantoms of sword souls were revealed.

At this moment, the giant sword in Xiang Yun’s sword soul's hand was horizontally across Zuo Qiu Heng's waist, showing an oblique slash. However, the blade in Zuo Qiu Heng's sword soul's hand had already hit his throat. As long as you step forward, you can pierce Xiang Yun's neck!

The scene in front of me is self-evident. Xiang Yun was defeated in this sword!

The next moment, the two of them were photographed back into their bodies at the same time, and they looked at each other from the air.

Zuo Qiuheng was still calm, but Xiang Yun's face seemed a little heavy.

"What's your name for your sword technique?" Xiang Yun asked.

Zuo Qiu Heng spoke calmly.

"Destiny Sword Technique!"

"Destiny!" Xiang Yun was stunned.

Zuo Qiu Heng's voice echoed between heaven and earth.
Chapter completed!
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