Xiao Yun's sword appeared like a poisonous snake, hitting the vital point of the man's throat. The figure's evil sword in his hand met and used the sword to push the sword. Unexpectedly, the spiritual snake sword turned like a snake. It twisted the sword body with the evil sword, and the sword body turned out, and still pointed at the man's throat.

Xiao Yun was in danger in Jianling Mountain, and the man suddenly withdrew his body and pressed down the evil sword in his hand, but he used the evil skill to break the sword as a knife and chopped it down.

Xiao Yun's sword bounced, and the curved sword bounced straight, stabbed the man's shoulder, and at the same time he was repelled, but was forced to retreat by a sword.

The evil spirit comes again, and thousands of ghosts cry. The evil spirit makes ghosts roar and demons appear in the mind, disturbing people's hearts, making people feel fear, anxiety, tension, anger, depression, sadness, pain and other negative emotions.

The evil sword was sharp and the kill came, but the opponent was disturbed by all kinds of negative emotions and the sword was distracted, and the distance between each drink and a peck increased.

This is the power of the evil sword. Since the evil sword move is a fierce and powerful killing, the opponent and the dead are dead. The sword will not turn back without seeing the red sword.

As Xiao Yun's sword power turned around, his mind swelled, and the energy in his body was uncontrollably gone. Sometimes a light blue cold energy appeared on his body, and sometimes it turned into a blood-red energy that was extremely blood-rotten. The two energy energy burst out in an interlaced manner, shattering the bodies of thousands of swords.

As the fierce and desperate kill arrived, Xiao Yun's consciousness gradually collapsed and responded only by instinct. The spiritual snake sword trembled continuously, like a snake tangled, rising along the sword, and rushing straight to the enemy's hands.

The evil sword shook, the spirit snake sword broke away from the sword body and sang the opponent fiercely, stabbing Xiao Yun's big hole in the heart.

Xiao Yun seemed to have no idea of ​​a fatal sword, but did not dodge, but instead stepped forward and stabbed the sword light, like a snake, piercing the other party's heart point.

The same sword penetrated the heart, one was the sharp sword of evil sword, and the other was the instinctive sword that did not retreat at all. Both of them were hitting the sword at the same time, but the evil sword stabbed something and did not pierce Xiao Yun's heart. The sword light of the Lingser Sword Sword was not sharp enough, and the sword energy was even more disordered, and it did not hurt the opponent's key acupoints. The two were injured and separated.

Xiao Yun subconsciously used his sword move, using the sword to fight again. When he pulled the sword in his heart, he turned around, and at the same time, his body fell, as if he was falling under the endless sword mountain.

Tens of swords on the sword mountain were crying, as if the defeated swordsmen were sad. At the same time, the sword intent penetrated into their minds, which actually told the sword's past, the sadness and wail of the sword. These swords were actually the sword of death, and this was actually a mountain of burial swords.

The sword is the sword of the loser, the sword of the dead in the sword mountain. Each sword tells the sword's past and cries about the sword's defeat, and it appears in Xiao Yun's mind one after another.

The evil sword, the love sword, the domineering sword, the supreme sword, the skillful sword, the sharp sword, the sword... All kinds of sword intents emerge and merge into Xiao Yun's sea of ​​consciousness.

All kinds of sword intents surged in Xiao Yun's mind, and gradually merged with his own sword intent, and the sword intent became one.

At the same time, a sword intent pattern rose from Xiao Yun's feet, and the energy surging from his entire body gradually turned into a giant magic sword.

The falling figure stopped, Xiao Yun stepped out of the sword, and his whole body merged into the sword without looking or hearing, and only based on his feelings in his heart, he sensed the murderous aura, and suddenly opened it with one sword.

With one sword coming out, the heaven and earth change in color, with one sword coming out, the Burial Sword Mountain vibrates, the universe turns into a twist, and the sun and the moon change.

The Burial Sword Mountain collapsed, and the infinite sword light flowed into the giant sword, and vigorously opened it towards the man, changing the sky and the earth with one sword.

The man and the evil sword suddenly shattered, and in an instant, the alien world shattered. Xiao Yun's whole body was shocked, and his chest felt as if he was hit hard. He staggered back several steps, and a mouthful of blood was spurted out. When he was watching, he threw it at the entrance of the valley, in front of the giant sword.

The valley is calm, the birds are singing in a faint voice, and the giant sword is emitting a soft sword intent, which seems to be a call from a lover, like a warm embrace of a relative.

"Congratulations on understanding the realm of Sword Lord, the Supreme of Ten Thousand Swords, and only you are the ones in the world!" A middle-aged beautiful woman came at the entrance of the valley. She was Xia Liuer, a genius of Jade Sword.

Xiao Yun was stunned, his body was still unwell, and he slowly circulated his internal breath to relieve the discomfort on his body.

"Injured? But your luck seems to be good. You can actually comprehend the realm of the Supreme Ten Thousand Swords in a critical moment. It is really gratifying." Xia Liuer said with a smile.

"What is the Supreme Ten Thousand Swords?" Xiao Yun held his chest, and the sword had returned to the sheath, and he said in confusion.

"The Supreme of Ten Thousand Swords is a kind of supreme artistic conception of using swords. This artistic conception has reached the mixed understanding of swords and can command ten thousand swords. It can be said that the world is so great that you can command ten thousand swords. Anyone who uses swords cannot kill you." Xia Liuer explained.

"The person who uses the sword can't kill me? I wonder if seniors use the sword?" Xiao Yun stared at Xia Liu'er, hoping to see any emotional changes in her.

Xia Liuer nodded, "Yes, I use a sword. There is a nickname in the world, but it is all praised by people in the world. It's nothing special. My name is Yujian Tianjiao, and my name is Xia Liuer. But if I want to kill you, there is no need to use a sword at all. Even a branch is comparable to a magic weapon in my hands. Moreover, my sword intent has long reached the level of the ten thousand swords and the supreme realm of ten thousand swords."

Xiao Yun smiled bitterly, knowing that she was right, but then he thought of her name.

"Yu Jian Tianjiao Xia Liu'er?" Xiao Yun frowned, but recalled whether he knew such a number of person, but it turned out to be a pity for him, because he had never heard of such a number of person.

"Have you never heard of me? Actually, I am a little low-key. Everyone in the martial arts world knows my name. Look at me at 30, I am already an old woman. To be honest, I have a daughter, and this year I am already twenty-eight years old." Xia Liuer said with a smile.

"Twenty-eight? Is it twenty-eight, or twenty-eight?"

Twenty-eight is twenty-eight years old, twenty-eight is sixteen. For a woman, twenty-eight and sixteen are completely different. Women of twenty-eight are shoddy, and girls of sixteen are still the same flower.

"You asked carefully, why do you want to be my son-in-law in a hurry?" Xia Liu'er smiled, "It's twenty-eight, not twenty-eight. He is already middle-aged, but he loves swords all his life and has never been married. If the owner of the manor intends, I will fulfill you."

Xiao Yun was immediately embarrassed. Xia Liuer's joke was too big.

Looking at Xiao Yun's embarrassment, Xia Liu'er laughed "splittingly" and changed the topic, "You've seen Jianling Mountain. Not everyone can break through here. But you are very brave and dare to break through well, and you are not afraid of losing your life. If I hadn't happened to pass by, I'm afraid you would have been dead."

"Is that true?" Xiao Yun said, but his eyes sterned because he saw Xia Liuer grabbing an umbrella in his hand.

The umbrella shows a colorful color. Even if the surface of the umbrella is not opened, the colorful light can be vaguely flowing, as if a curved light is surging on the umbrella, appearing and disappearing.

Xiao Yun had seen this umbrella. Xiao Yiying picked it up from the battlefield not long ago after the battle in the villa. After picking it up, she felt like she had a treasure. She was so happy that she hid in the house and played with it all day long. Not long ago, when Xiao Yiying was "crying", the umbrella was sealed in an oil cloth umbrella bag and carried it behind her.

The umbrella was carried in Xia Liu'er's hand, so what about Xiao Yiying?
Chapter completed!