The five swords in front of him began to tremble, as if facing a powerful enemy.

Zuo Lin, who was on the opposite side, stood up and asked loudly: "Father, what's wrong? Did you succeed?"

Zuo Yijian did not answer him, but asked: "I wonder which fellow Taoist is coming, why don't you show up?"

Ten miles away.

Gu An, dressed in white, stood on the top of the mountain. He wore a wooden mask on his face, and the spiritual power under the mask covered his face to avoid being detected by divine consciousness.

His white clothes fluttered, blending into the snow behind him.

His right hand was playing with a leaf, and there was a trace of sword energy lingering on the leaf.

Looking from a high place, he could see Zuo Yijian and Zuo Lin.

Before emitting the sword intent, he had already explored the area within a hundred miles to make sure that there were no other powerful monks before he came to the top of the mountain.

Gu An doesn't like killing innocent people indiscriminately, but Zuo Yijian has endangered his medicine valley and must be expelled.

"If you're to blame, I blame you for picking the wrong place."

Gu An murmured to himself, he was already activating the technique and injecting spiritual power into the leaves.

at the same time.

When Zuo Lin heard his father's words, he turned around quickly. However, his cultivation at the Foundation Establishment Realm was not enough to see people ten miles away, not to mention that it was still dark at night, and the flying snow in the sky hindered his sight.

Because he couldn't see the coming person, he couldn't help but become nervous.

Zuo Yijian felt that the opponent's sword intent was increasing, and he knew that this battle could no longer be avoided.

"A demonic spy? Or... one of their people?"

Zuo Yijian's eyes flashed, and he held a sword in front of him with his right hand. The sword was slender and had a red blade. As he held it, the blade ignited with flames, becoming the brightest thing in the night sky.

He drew his sword and drew it in the air, setting off a wave of fire that hung across the night sky.

"Under the cold weather, I actually have to use the Flame Devouring Sword Technique. It seems that my sword mastery in the past few days has greatly improved my father's sword skills..." Zuo Lin turned his head and saw the sword fire in his father's hand, with a look of admiration on his face.

No matter who comes, he believes that his father will not be defeated.

"Since fellow Taoist refuses to speak, I can only think that fellow Taoist wants to destroy my enlightenment, then let this ice and snow witness who has the stronger sword intention!"

Zuo Yijian's icy voice echoed between heaven and earth. As soon as he finished speaking, a soaring sword intent erupted from his body. The mountain he was on trembled violently, and the snow collapsed, and the mountain where Zuo Lin was also shook.

.

Ten miles away.

"Too much talk."

Gu An whispered to himself, the voice was so low that only he could hear it. After the words fell, he suddenly threw the leaves in his hand.

What flew out seemed not to be a leaf, but a divine sword that penetrated time and space!
Chapter completed!