Xiao Chen was sneering on the corner of his mouth, but the sword moves in his hand were not without the rules. In a flash, he was chasing Mo Jinyan again. He stabbed him with one sword, and clearly only stabbed one sword. However, when the sword was stabbed, it was a chaotic sword shadow, and the sword was as strong as rain, but it was still attacking with a rapid attack, without losing the rules at all. Mo Jinyan could not take action at all.

Everyone couldn't help but be amazed. The older generation who were not optimistic about Xiao Chen were also shocked at this time. Most of the cultivators nowadays are blindly pursuing absolute power like Mo Jinyan, and their attainments in swordsmanship are not as good as those of the Xuanmen sects thousands of years ago. If they meet a master of the same level with exquisite swordsmanship, they will undoubtedly lose.

At the same time, when everyone saw that Xiao Chen had used such a exquisite sword technique, most of them sighed secretly. They thought that Xiao Chen should have been a boy who broke out from the mountains and fields, and could only use his arrogant power. How could he know the sword technique of the famous Xuanmen masters, but unexpectedly, Xiao Chen's sword technique was so exquisite that he did not lose the style of a famous master. This time, it greatly refreshed Xiao Chen's impression in their hearts.

Xiao Chen still had a sneer on his lips, and the sword in his hand was as strong as rain. He used a "bead of the sea" in the Bixiao sword technique. This sword hit Mo Jinyan's throat without leaving any room for maneuver.

Mo Jinyan raised his sword to block it and lifted his sword upwards, so he was only stripped of a strand of hair, avoiding the fatal attack in the throat. However, he was not relieved yet, but he was forced to go step by step by step by step by step by step by step by step by step by step by step by mistake. If he was not careful, he would be a little bit fussy, but the Mo family could not afford to lose this person!

Suddenly, his true energy was shocked, and he flew back more than ten feet without caring about the risk of being scratched by the sword energy. The strange black iron sword in his hand also vibrated at this time, with a faint cracking, and a trace of strange cold air continued to emerge from the sword body.

Falling back to the ground, the clothes Mo Jinyan was wearing were cut by Xiao Chen's sword energy, making him look embarrassed. Xiao Chen smiled faintly: "How about it? I, the nameless man from the mortal world, can the sword technique be used?"

Mo Jinyan's finger bones were pinched, and he was already angry, but then he calmed down: "It's not enough to see your wisdom when practicing one chess. Although your swordsmanship is exquisite, my Mo family has never used an opportunistic method like swordsmanship to win. My Mo family relies on absolute power, which is enough to shake the sky!"

Everyone below held their breath and concentrated. Chu Lingjiao's palms were already sweating. She couldn't help but feel a little anxious. She thought that Mo Jinyan shouldn't have competed with him in swordsmanship. She had seen Xiao Chen's swordsmanship before, and she was extremely exquisite. I'm afraid that no sect's swordsmanship in this world can compare with it except the Kunlun Sword Sect and Shushan Sword Sect.

When the three young men in the distance saw Xiao Chen's flag flying, they kept cheering: "Come on, Brother Chen! Come on, Brother Chen!"

Xiaoyue and others all had different expressions. On the Su family, Su Ying nodded: "This kid's swordsmanship is indeed good, but it's a pity..." He shook his head at this point, feeling a lot of regret.

"What a pity?" Su Zimu asked beside him, his face somewhat puzzled. He felt that Xiao Chen's sword technique was extremely strong and yang, which was exactly the courage a man should have, which made it very good and there was no regret.

"It's a pity that he is too impatient and his sword skills are a little impatient and too straightforward, right? Daddy." Su Yue was wearing a lilac dress, with a graceful look, wrapped around Su Ying's arm and asked in a low voice.

Su Ying nodded: "If he had just taken a little further down with that sword, then Mo Jinyan would definitely not be able to pick it up."

Speaking of this, Su Ying paused for a moment and continued: "I guess his sword technique should be created by a woman. It should be soft and hard, and the enemy is invisible, but he has made it hard and yang, and has lost his essence. It's a pity. Maybe it's just like a sword, just like his straightforward nature."

Su Yue burst out laughing, revealing a rare little daughter-like appearance, and said, "Dad said it right. This kid's temperament is quite similar to his sister. If he had been in Tianyuan City before, he would have been a little calmer, he would not have been aroused by others in a few words, and he would have suffered so much later."

Speaking of this, Su Yue turned her head and looked at Su Zimu and said, "Did you hear it? Your Thirteen Swords of Xuantian are not mature enough. It is still a distance away from Yu Yifeng's Jinghong Sword Song."

Su Zimu bowed and smiled and said, "Auntie is right."

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On the platform on the mountain top, snow spiraled around. Mo Jinyan took over Xiao Chen's sword technique for more than a dozen storm-like sword techniques. His clothes were broken and he simply took them off, revealing his strong bronze body. At this moment, he stared at Xiao Chen like an angry beast, with a fierce light like a wild wolf in his eyes. The strange black iron sword in his hand actually appeared countless cracks, and the iron blocks on the sword began to fall off.

Xiao Chen's eyes were cold: "I'll give you another move, a thousand miles a blue!" After shouting, he jumped, went into the air, slashed with one sword, and snowed thousands of miles apart, but saw four blue blue sword lights slashing towards Mo Jinyan from four directions, with extremely fierce force.

Everyone below was suffocated, and clearly only cut one sword, but they emitted four sword energy at the same time. This was too incredible. Mo Jinyan's pupils contracted sharply, but he couldn't tell which sword energy was real and which sword energy was empty. In a hurry, he had to block the Xuan Iron Sword to his head to resist the four green blue sword lights coming.

"clang!"

With a loud bang, Mo Jinyan's feet suddenly fell into the snow one foot deeper, and the black iron sword in his hand suffered a powerful blow and immediately changed. Countless iron blocks on the sword began to fall off, and a trace of bone-broken coldness penetrated out of the sword body.

The crowd was silent. Although this battle was not as powerful as the battle between Emperor Dongyue and Emperor Beikuang, it fully reflected the "sword" in the Five Mountains' Sword Contest. Many people, including the older generation, were also secretly accused of Xiao Chen's sword skills. Xiao Chen's sword skills were indeed superb.

The field was quiet, with only the cold wind roaring. Xiao Chen's eyes were calm, and suddenly shouted: "The wind swept the clouds!" As soon as the shouting sounded, the white light on the Wugui sword increased greatly, and Xiao Chen's whole body also circled towards Mo Jinyan. The sword was so powerful that everyone was shocked, but I was afraid that it would be a sword to decide the outcome!

Chu Lingjiao held her breath, her eyes widened, and her heart almost hanged into her throat. The three teenagers in the distance cheered, and Zi Yuner also applauded, but Qingluan frowned.

"Clang!" With a loud bang, the two swords collided again, which immediately caused ice and snow to fly everywhere. Xiao Chen's sword was extremely fierce, and the wind swept the clouds, which was the last fatal blow to the enemy. This sword almost caused half of Mo Jinyan's body to fall into ice and snow.

The wind was quiet in the distance, and everyone opened their eyes wide and did not dare to blink for a moment, for fear of missing this wonderful moment. However, the scene that everyone expected did not appear. The sword in Mo Jinyan's hand fell off and flew out with a green light. Xiao Chen was immediately shocked and was knocked away without resistance.

"Oh!" Many people exclaimed. Xiao Chen, who was sure to win the game the moment before, was actually shocked to go back.

Falling back to the ground, Xiao Chen took several steps back to stand firm. He was rushed away by an unparalleled divine power. At this time, he stabilized and looked at Mo Jinyan. He saw that Mo Jinyan had already stood up from the snow, and the black iron sword in his hand had turned into a green fairy sword.

The fairy sword was covered with a cold air. At this moment, many older generation figures exclaimed: "Bei Ming Xuan Ice Sword! Bei Ming Xuan Ice Sword, the fifth most important magic weapon list!"

Everyone was shocked. The Beiming Xuan Ice Sword was actually wrapped in black iron, and it was in the hands of the Mo family. This sword was different from the ordinary sword. It was cast by the cold ice flame of Beiming. The whole sword was filled with the cold air and was difficult to control. This sword had killed the true immortals back then.

At this moment, Xiao Chen also felt a terrifying cold force. The Wuqi Sword in his hand trembled involuntarily, and kept making whistling sounds.

The temperature nearby suddenly dropped a lot, and many people felt the bone-bone chill. Mo Jinyan was naked, with long hair dancing behind her shoulders, and his face was terrifying. He stared at Xiao Chen: "Have you thought about how to die? Today I will let you see what absolute power crushing is!"

After drinking, Mo Jinyan rushed towards Xiao Chen like a gust of wind. When the two sides were more than ten feet away, Mo Jinyan suddenly jumped up and slashed at Xiao Chen with a sword: "Die Tianzhan!"

The wind and snow were flying in the sky, and the blue cold sword light, seven or eight feet long, slashed towards Xiao Chen. At this moment, the world changed drastically, and the ground ten feet in the radius centered on Xiao Chen began to condense ice. In just a moment, Xiao Chen's feet were frozen and he could not move at all.

"Clean!" With a loud bang, Xiao Chen suddenly flew backwards. The Wugui Sword could not withstand the slash of the Beiming Xuan Ice Sword. Everyone in the distance was disgraceful. It was worthy of the Beiming Xuan Ice Sword. The three young men saw Xiao Chen losing one after another, almost pinched their nails into their palms.

Falling back to the ground, Xiao Chen quickly adjusted his breathing, but his arms holding the Wuqua Sword kept shaking, and blood was overflowing from the tiger's mouth.

Mo Jinyan had a sneer on his face: "What's the use of no matter how fast the sword technique is? In the face of absolute power, any sword technique is vulnerable! So my Mo family never specializes in sword technique! Because it's just a fancy useless thing!"

"Is that..." Xiao Chen's voice was low, and he suddenly jumped into the air and shouted: "The world is invincible, the universe is full of swords and swords!"

In an instant, the wind and clouds changed, and the white light of Wuqi's sword increased greatly. In an instant, countless sword shadows turned out to spiral around Xiao Chen. The dense sword lights shone with the white snow everywhere. Everyone below took a breath of cold air. The Ten Thousand Swords Art is the secret technique in the Xuanmen. It is the best practice, and its power shocks the world and makes the enemy sobbing and destroys the enemy in an instant.

Everyone was stunned at this moment. They didn't expect that Xiao Chen could cultivate the Xuanmen Ten Thousand Sword Technique to this level. Practicing the Ten Thousand Sword Technique requires extremely pure immortal power, and the demon-cultivating person could not emit it no matter what. The white-browed sanshu could not help but be stunned and silently said "Good qualifications" in his heart.

Those who had heard of Xiao Chen's name were even more surprised at this moment. They originally thought that Xiao Chen would only chop with a blood knife, relying on brute force, but today it opened their eyes. Xiao Chen's attainment in the fairy sword was nowhere near them, and he was almost comparable to the Kunlun Sword Immortal.

Mo Jinyan sneered, his face still unchanged, Xiao Chen's eyes were like lightning, his hands kept making seals, and shouted: "Go!"

Countless sword lights quickly gathered into a line and rushed towards Mo Jinyan. The momentum was like a rainbow and surging, causing the entire platform on the top of the mountain to shake, as if it was about to tear the world apart.

Facing the thousands of swords coming like rainbow, Mo Jinyan sneered, suddenly threw the long sword in his hand into the air, and said quickly: "Bei Ming Divine Sword!"

Suddenly, the green light on the Beiming Xuan Ice Sword increased greatly, and the green light wrapped around the sword and suddenly turned into a two-meter-long green divine bird. With a roar, it hit the millions of sword lights emitted by Xiao Chen.

The entire mountain peak suddenly had a mysterious power, and everyone exclaimed: "Sword Spirit! It's a sword spirit! He can actually sacrifice the sword spirit!"
Chapter completed!