"I... have been waiting for you for a long time."

Jian Wushen's voice was a little cold and provocative.

"Don't worry, I will convince you of losing."

Since Ling Yun felt the other party’s bad habits, of course he would not touch his cold butt with a warm face.

So I'm not polite to this sword Wushen.

"Hmph, I advise you not to be too arrogant."

Jian Wushen curled his lips and sneered at Ling Yun.

The colder your attitude is.

Ling Yun naturally won’t give him a good face.

"The pig also thinks so. But in the end he often looks up to himself."

Lingyun's story is about the storm.

"you……"

Jian Wushen rushed into his heart with anger.

Everyone around them was inexplicably excited when they saw Ling Yun and Jian Wushen fighting before they started fighting. They all thought that when Ling Yun and Jian Wushen really started, they would definitely be very exciting.

"Okay, without further ado, you two will start fighting."

Old Wei frowned slightly, and then he looked at Ling Yun and Jian Wushendao.

As he finished speaking, the scene suddenly became quiet.

Everyone held their breath and looked forward to it.

Even the atmosphere around him became tense in an instant.

"Let's take action."

"No matter what tricks you have, it's useless in front of me."

Jian Wushen looked at Ling Yun with a condescending look.

The expression was filled with extreme contempt for Ling Yun.

He knew what this battle meant to him.

Only win.

Only then can he regain the appreciation of the fifth generation of sword immortals.

He... Jian Wushen will also be able to go to the next level.

But if you lose.

He... will lose all his light.

Including the fifth generation of Sword Immortals' recognition of him will also lose its color.

This battle.

He must win.

And you must win beautifully and cleanly!

"Oh? Then I'll see where your confidence comes from."

clang!

The ancient Qiankun sword was taken out directly.

now.

The Sword God Seal was already branded on Ling Yun, and there was no need for him to improve the power of the Sword God Seal as before, so the Sword God Seal has now become a trump card for Ling Yun.

Ling Yun was not in a hurry to display it.

Besides.

Ling Yun didn't know how powerful this sword Wushen is. He needs to test it first and see the reality of this sword Wushen.

The sword went out to travel to the dragon, and the ancient Qiankun sword trembled twice in the void, and then shot towards Jian Wushen with lightning.

"Do you think you can beat me with a holy weapon? The holy weapon... is not the only one."

Jian Wushen glanced coldly.

Immediately, there was an extra sword in his palm.

On the sword, there were blood eagles patterns. As Jian Wushen shook his sword body, a blood eagle immediately condensed in the air. With the sword Wushen sword a little out of thin air, the blood eagle flew out of nowhere and collided heavily with Ling Yun's sword shadow.

Boom boom.

The power of the two holy objects erodes each other.

There was a flash of lightning in the air.

But no one took advantage of the other party.

When the two sword powers disappeared at the same time, a sword stabbed out from the void. Ling Yun suddenly appeared in front of Jian Wushen, and the sword in his hand stabbed Jian Wushen's chest at a tricky angle.

"kindness?"

Jian Wushen frowned slightly.

The sword in his hand also blocked Ling Yun's sword from bottom to top, from an extremely strange angle.

clang clang.

The sound of metal collision sounded and Mars flew everywhere.

After resisting Ling Yun's sword, Jian Wushen quickly counterattacked in the same way.

that's all.

Both sides made frequent moves next, but these moves were all tentative and were all resolved by the other party one by one.

Jian Wushen originally thought that his sword was so fast and his sword power was very powerful.

If Ling Yun competes with him for such basic sword moves, he will definitely overwhelmingly suppress Ling Yun.

But now.

He realized that he was wrong.

Ling Yun's sword and sword strength were no less than him.

So much so that after the two of them had fought hard for dozens of moves, they still showed no signs of distinction. They both set aside.

"Is this your strength? It's much worse than I thought. I have to say, I'm very disappointed with you boy."

A trace of coldness flashed across Jian Wushen's face, maintaining his arrogance.

As soon as the words are finished.

The sword energy lingers in his body, and a sword swings slanted, and a sword intent soars into the sky. The sword intent seems soft, but in fact it is extremely powerful. Finally, his wrist shakes, and a set of sword moves are used in an instant, and a dazzling sword light swept across the sky.

This sword move is called the Sword of Killing.

It has both powerful power and terrifying degrees.

But Ling Yun is not a vegetarian either.

So what if the opponent's sword is fast?

When his eyes of the world-destroying god slowed down, there was no threat at all.

Ling Yun used his sword moves to block it.

but.

Jian Wushen is not surprised by this.

This is just the beginning.

Next is the real suppression.

then.

Jian Wushen continued to attack, stabbing hundreds of swords at Ling Yun in a row. One sword was more fierce than the other, and one sword was faster than the other. Even in the end, each sword could pierce a golden light like a sword energy in the air.

Everyone was slightly stunned.

Such an offensive is boundlessly powerful.

It may be possible to be able to withstand a sword, but if you want to withstand all of these hundreds of swords, it would be more difficult than climbing to the sky. At least, it would be absolutely difficult for all the other sword cultivators present to withstand it.

But Ling Yun was very calm.

The Dragon Martial Sword Technique is about to touch.

As Ling Yun's martial arts cultivation continues to break through, and he uses the previous sword fog and sword aura to continuously cleanse his body, thus causing his sword qi to become purer and sublimated.

at this time.

He could easily condense 80,000 purple thunder dragons.

Such a terrifying purple thunder dragon entrenched in the sky, much more terrifying than the hundreds of sword moves of Jian Wushen.

When the purple thunder dragons roared down, the hundreds of sword moves of Jian Wushen instantly turned into powder. At the same time, Ling Yun waved the ancient Qiankun sword and directly used the second level of the Dragon Martial Sword Technique, which is the realm of return.

All the purple thunder dragons gathered in the air into a towering thunder dragon, and then headed straight for Jian Wushen with the sound of destroying the world.

"What?"

Jian Wushen was shocked, and a trace of white flame flashed in his eyes.

Change your move immediately.

The long sword was swept, and a forest white gang circle began to form around his body with him as the center, and a strong defensive force surged out. The thunder dragon in the realm of Reincarnation bombarded the forest white gang circle, smashing the forest white gang circle to pieces, causing Jian Wushen's body to retreat dozens of steps, but Jian Wushen was not injured.
Chapter completed!