Like Wei Qingxuan's Qingxuan sword, he has been following him for more than three years, connected with his breath, and is not distinguished from each other.

However, the natal sword also has a disadvantage. Once the sword is damaged, the owner will also suffer some backlash.

"Kill you, enough."

Ning Jiang replied lightly that although the natal sword is powerful, the more important thing is the sword master.

A strong man means a strong sword.

"You are the first person who dares to talk to me like this in so many years. I will keep you full body."

Wei Qingxuan opened his eyes.

Thorn!

There seemed to be two lightning bolts in the void.

The air was cut open by his eyes and made a whispering sound.

This is the person with sword intent. Even if they have just a look, they can kill people. The sword intent is so powerful that it is awesome.

"You are not qualified."

Ning Jiang smiled contemptuously.

Not to mention Wei Qingxuan, even if it is Ling Tianxu, the sword king's body?

Wei Qingxuan would not understand his realm.

"Boom!"

At this moment, a burst of sword intent from Wei Qingxuan's body was rising step by step, and the sword light in his eyes became more and more intense, and the entire air was almost solidified.

The expressions of many sword cultivators changed and retreated repeatedly.

With Wei Qingxuan as the center, the air within a radius of hundreds of feet became extremely fierce. Anyone who stepped inside would be attacked by this sword intent.

"The real sword intent is too strong. Compared to it, the half-step sword intent is pitiful."

"A person with sword intent has too much restraint on the sword cultivator. Although this person's strength is not weak, he will definitely lose."

Many sword cultivators shook their heads.

At this moment, their swords were trembling constantly and making long sounds, as if expressing their surrender to Wei Qingxuan.

But Ning Jiang stood there, and the sword intent rushed towards him, like a breeze blowing on his face, without any impact.

"Take my sword first."

Wei Qingxuan's temperament had changed drastically with a sword in his hand. He was completely unconscious and had no more impatient. His eyes looked down at Ningjiang, as if he was looking at an ant.

He raised the Qingxuan Sword and slashed it down with one sword.

Suddenly, a blue light burst out, and the air around it was split in half and rolled towards both sides like a sea tide.

This is the previous Sword of Rifting Kong. At that time, he used his fingers to activate it. Although it is powerful, it is far from the present.

This blue sword light seemed to be about to crack the sky and shoot in.

"war."

Ning Jiang had no fear in his eyes, and his blood was boiling in his body, and he fell down with a sword.

Four Sages and One Sword.

The two major attacks collided, the void was boiling, the spiritual energy surged, and countless sharp sword energy burst out instantly.

"Bang."

In the sharp sword energy, the two of them rushed out at the same time, as if two sword lights were striking together.

"clang."

Their swords collided and Mars splashed out.

"Let me see how good your sword skills are."

Wei Qingxuan was extremely confident about swordsmanship. After all, he came from the Tianjian Sect. He was trained in the sect and often competed with experts.

There are very few of his sword skills among the younger generation who say they can beat him.

"Dangdangdangdangdangdangdangdang"

The sword is a three-foot Qingfeng, both offense and defense.

At that moment, the two of them stood there, three feet apart, and fought with swords.

At this time, what we are fighting for is not martial arts, but who has excellent sword skills. Their attack is simply chopping, chopping, sting, picking, and blocking

Everyone's heart is raised.

Who can win in the swordsmanship?

Is it Ning Jiang, a person with a mysterious origin, or Wei Qingxuan, a pride of heaven with an amazing background?
Chapter completed!