Huo Qi and the other three, following closely behind Momen Tan Meng, walked down Jianpo without saying a word.
Until now, the Four Saints still can't believe that the most ordinary old man in front of them is the most powerful swordsman in the ages, the half-demon Xie Yunliu.
Tan Meng looked at the old man with respect for the strong in his eyes:
"I, the Lord of the Mo Sect, once said that Senior Xie's swordsmanship has reached an unbelievable level, and even he thinks he is invincible. Being lucky enough to watch Senior's battle today is truly a once-in-a-century opportunity..."
Huo Qi's face showed solemnity: "That's right! Senior Xie Yunliu Xie is an invincible strong man in three hundred years. There is no one who can be his opponent in ten kendo reincarnations in the sword domain."
Xuanzhen nodded: "Although this Li Mochen is said to be invincible for thirty years, he is just lucky and got a legendary mechanical armor. In terms of swordsmanship, how can this person be compared with Senior Xie?
In the first battle, if he didn’t use mechanical armor, he doesn’t know how he would have died!”
Wang Songxi glanced sideways at the three of them, smiled silently, and did not refute, but said in his heart:
(Ignorance is indeed the most terrifying thing. If the three of them knew that the young man in front of them was the Jianzhou Taoist who was born not long ago, their eyes would fall to the ground.)
Everyone stopped talking, and there was dead silence everywhere. They quietly stared at the two figures standing far away from each other on the sword slope.
Xie Yunliu smiled brightly: "My little friend! Thirty years ago, you took over my breath sword with 10% of my strength. Today I will use the same move to try your strength again."
After he finished speaking, without waiting for Li Kezhou to respond, he took a long breath and exhaled sharply.
In one breath, it transformed into a sword shape and flew away.
Li Kezhou also inhaled, and the nine heavenly winds gathered together, forming a set of wind armor on his body.
"laugh!!!"
The high-pitched neighing sound was long-lasting and heart-breaking.
More than ten breaths have passed.
"Exhale to become a sword" and "Inhale to become an armor" dissipate at the same time.
"This Li Mochen... actually blocked Xie Yunliu's exhalation into a sword!!"
The people at the foot of the sword slope were so shocked that they lost their composure when they saw the scene in front of them.
"This is impossible! When did the swordsman named Li become so strong? He didn't use his armor to block Xie Yunliu's sword?"
Huo Qi and Xuan Zhen, who had not noticed Li Kezhou before, opened their eyes wide with horror, and their faces looked like they had seen a ghost.
"This is just the beginning. What makes people fear Xie Yunliu is not the sword energy he breathes out casually, but the Demonic Sword that scares gods and ghosts. Once this sword is released, all gods and ghosts will subjugate themselves. There is no way for Li Mochen to survive."
Xuanzhen's expression was stiff and he tried to defend himself.
At this time, it was on the sword slope.
The smile on Xie Yunliu's face deepened: "What a breath-taking armor. It seems that today, if I want to fight with my little friend, I can only use the magic sword that I haven't used in thirty years!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of black energy flew out from the treasure bag on his waist and turned into a ferocious black demon. The demon's eyes were red and its aura was ferocious and bloodthirsty, hovering around the old man.
"What a powerful evil spirit! Is this the magic sword that makes even sword immortals tremble?" Some people looked at it with fear.
"The Demonic Sword is a sword, and it is Xie Yunliu's swordsmanship. I never thought that in my lifetime, I would be able to see this murderous demonic sword that is limited to legends."
Xie Yunliu opened his palm, and the demon flew into his palm and turned into a long black sword.
This sword is a full foot longer than ordinary swords, and its entire body glows with a mysterious light.
"Ancient treasure! Moreover, the sword has reached the state of being without form." Li Kezhou whispered in his heart.
The so-called formlessness means that it has no permanent shape and can be transformed into all kinds of weapons. From the perspective of swords alone, Xie Yunliu's Demonic Sword is obviously not weaker than his "Ten Thousand Dragons War Halberd".
As if he sensed his opponent, a black dragon suddenly flew out of Li Kezhou's sleeves. The black dragon's human eyes flashed with joy after seeing the magic sword.
"I didn't expect that in this human world, I could meet a comparable opponent."
The black dragon entered Li Kezhou's palm and turned into an ancient sword with dragon patterns.
This scene made everyone at the foot of Jianpo look dumbfounded.
"What kind of sword is this? The sword spirit in it is so intelligent. It seems to be no weaker than Xie Yunliu's magic sword."
"The two peerless weapons are facing each other tit for tat. Judging from the aura, they seem to be equally matched."
Huo Qi and Xuan Zhen saw that Li Kezhou's sword was so extraordinary, not even weaker than the legendary Demon Sword. When they looked at the stubborn iron thing in their hands, a hint of greed appeared in their eyes.
At this moment, the swords in the hands of Li Kezhou and Xie Yunliu were released at the same time, turning into two rays of light.
boom!!!
The two swords collided, creating a deep pit on the slope of the sword, and the two swords spun back at the same time.
Li Kezhou and Xie Yunliu moved at the same time.
He jumped up, grabbed Feilai's accompanying sword, and swung his sword to slash. Two sword shadows soaring into the sky clashed again.
There was a click.
Like dry thunder in a clear sky, rolling air waves, and cracks in the earth.
The two figures turned into two streams of light, constantly colliding with each other, crackling in waves, and the ten-mile sword slope was flattened layer by layer by the aftermath of the battle between the two.
The spectators were terrified and kept retreating.
"This is the real master of swordsmanship. Just the energy aroused by the two swords broke through my body protection. My body felt like being pricked by needles. It's so strong!!"
"It is inevitable that Xie Yunliu will be strong. Li Mochen's sword energy is not weaker than Xie Yunliu's. No wonder this person claimed to be the best swordsman in the world in the last thirty years. It is indeed not groundless."
In the midst of bursts of exclamations, the two people fighting on the sword slope had given up their initial attempts and used their sword energy to the extreme.
The light of the sword spread across thousands of miles, and the murderous aura penetrated the clouds and split the sun.
This shocking battle made everyone feel chills in their hearts.
Huo Qi and Xuan Zhen, whose faces had lost all color, stared dumbly at the two figures fighting fiercely in the field. Even they themselves didn't know that their whole bodies were already soaked through.
That's because of fear.
Only now did the two of them truly realize what a terrible person they had just provoked so unscrupulously.
As far as the cultivation strength of the two of them was concerned, they knew in their hearts that even if they were to face off against either of them, even if they were caught in the sword energy storm caused by the battle between the two, they would be crushed to pieces in an instant.
"This Li Mochen... is so strong!" Tan Meng of Momen looked horrified.
The only one who was not surprised was Wang Songxi from the Sword Academy. He looked at the two people in the sky and said in a low voice: "A person who almost killed four Holy Land Lords is far more powerful than that."
"What!!"
Huo Qi and the others, who stood tall and straight, trembled in their hearts when they heard this.
Wang Songxi smiled slightly: "Not long ago, he was not called by this name, but by the name Jianzhou Taoist. I told you before that you two were frantically testing on the edge of death. You still don't believe what I said, but you should understand now.
I was saving you before."
Hotch and the two touched their foreheads, sweating like rain.