Sword God

The sky dome of Feixue's mysterious land is white and endless, as if covered by a large area of ​​snow, astonishing chills continue to spread out from it and land on the earth.

The ground is full of snow, and under the snow is solid ice, which also emits an amazing chill.

It's freezing in the cold, and it seems that the world has become a prison of ice, so that the people in it are always affected by the cold.

Snow flakes are falling, and the cold wind is blowing sharply, making the snow slow and sometimes rapid.

When it is slow, it is as light as a feather, and when it is fast, it is like a blade cutting.

Roar!

An amazing roar sounded, there was a violent wind blowing indiscriminately, the windy wind rushed to the face, and the power was violent and violent. The sharp claws flashed through the extreme cold light in the air, tearing the sky.

Snow flakes were torn apart under the sharp claws, and were shattered by terrible power.

Yu Nian's delicate and charming face looked solemn, his eyes flickered, the long sword shuddered out the air, and the speed of the sword reached its extreme.

The cyan sword light with a halo of light, a dreamy smell spread all around.

Jianguang tears everything apart and kills him like no other.

The piercing sound sounded, as if countless gold-iron collisions shocked and shattered countless air in all directions. The snowflakes all around were seemingly solidified in the air, and the next breath. From a microscopic point of view, snowflakes started from the edge like Dust shattered like dust and turned into powder.

With the sword in hand, its speed is like a gust of wind, its intensity is like a storm, and its profits are like a blast, killing and killing.

Qingmengmeng's swordlights were transformed into countless numbers, killing the claws one after another, smashing the claws' cold light, and turning them into an amazing typhoon.

But the master of that claw is also extremely arrogant. With his arrogant physique and strength and amazing chill, it is a sword that resists Yu Nianxin and fights endlessly with it.

Claw light splits into the sky, and the light twists and blinks. One claw seems to ignore the distance of space in front of Yu Nianxin's face. The terrifying power of this claw will tear Yu Nianxin's beautiful face.

Yu Nianxin's pupils contracted momentarily, but they were not in danger. Qingmeng Mengguang appeared in front of him as if he had broken through time and space, blocking the claws from killing.

As soon as the sword light turned, the claws collapsed, and the sharp sword body quickly cut along the thick arm under the claws, leaving a long straight scratch in the sky.

Sigh!

The sword split open the opponent's chest, leaving a sword mark, bleeding like blood.

Roar roar roar...

This mysterious snow lion's rage is like a trapped beast. There is a stronger and stronger breath around the body, freezing snowflakes in all directions and freezing in the air.

Immediately, I saw the snow lion's mouth open and spit, a thick snow-white beam of light broke, and the beam of light shattered everything like a first light in the sky. The ice was extremely cold, freezing all around, but it caused an amazing friction with the air. Heat, burn everything.

The interweaving of ice and fire, the fusion of cold and heat.

The blow was very sudden, and unexpectedly, Yu Nianxin directly penetrated and smashed her body.

However, Yu Nianxin reacted in an instant, evading at a very high speed, and the residual image left in place was smashed.

"Feng Yin." With a soft drink, Yu Nianxin's fingers touched the sword body, and the Qingmeng's sword light spread quickly, as if there was a breeze blowing, the wind chanted softly, the rhythm was peculiar, the waves spread in all directions, as if Innumerable chants of wind spirits.

A trace of cyan color spreads in the void, as if the veins are spreading, as if the net is covering the sky.

Every whisper was chanting in a low voice, and the rhythm was like coming from the depths of the void. Jianguang fell between this whispering and singing with a unique rhythm.

The blue sword marks seem to divide the world into two halves.

It seemed that the sound of the blade breaking into the body sounded, and the sound of the blade cutting off the hard bones sounded, this sword penetrated the body of the snow lion from the back.

The terrible sword gas swept through the body of the snow lion like a storm, strangling everything, the snow lion was traumatized by the devastation, furiously struggling to counterattack, but the body of Yu Nianxin appeared in the sky, completely avoiding the snow lion's All mortal counterattacks.

After three breaths, the body of the snow lion, who was madly strangled by Jian Qi, shook his body, his limbs straightened and became stiff, and the dark red blood continued to flow out of the mouth, nose, eyes, and ears, and also exudes a sharp and light .

That's Yu Nianxin's sword spirit of wind.

After killing Snow Lion, Yu Nianxin breathed a sigh of relief.

This Snow Lion is very strong. If you are half a year ago, you are not an opponent at all. However, after half a year of cultivation, your own cultivation has also made very significant progress to improve your strength. Rao is so, and it took ten to kill this Snow Lion. The power of success.

The weakest beasts in the secret area of ​​Feixue have the strength of the top ten of Baiyun Mountain Waizong half a year ago.

A cyan and thin sword was picked, and the snow crystal on the snow lion's forehead suddenly fell into his hands. This is a residual moon-shaped snow crystal, and the whole body was extremely red and pure.

Yu Nianxin showed a smile. Although he hadn't found the door to the secret realm, it was always good to have Xuejing harvest.

As soon as the thought moved, the residual moon-shaped snow crystal disappeared, and she was accepted into the ring.

With a glance at the snow lion's body, Yu Nian's heart moved through the falling snowflakes, and then turned into a ray of fresh breeze.

Suddenly, a purple-black knife light tears through the sky, and the knife-light like a purple-black thunder carries a terrifying rage and destruction, as if forced out of nothingness, the sharp friction between the knife light and the air bursts out an amazing flame The interweaving of thunder and fire made the power of this knife even more terrifying.

The terrible knife suddenly splits the snow, and the ice under the snow is also cut away. The knife marks go straight ahead, killing all the obstacles in front of it, as if breaking all the blocks in front.

Yu Nianxin's complexion changed suddenly.

This knife appeared very suddenly, completely in anticipation, and even Yu Nianxin had no psychological preparation at all.

This knife's knife is even more terrifying, and the breath hits it, making Yu Nian's heart numb.

The speed was pushed to the extreme, and Yu Nianxin's figure became more and more rapid, even if he was not a strong man in the Holy Realm, he also had the ability to fly in the air in an instant.

Of course, this is not a real imperial flight, but an application of the power of the wind, a manifestation of the extremely light speed of the figure.

Suddenly the knife attacker finds that his attack failed, and he no longer hides. In an instant, the knife multiplies, the terrible breath bursts, and with the purple and black thunder fire interweaving the knife light, there is a terrible vigor of rows and mountains Condensed thousands of knives to cover a thousand kilometers.

Boom!

Each knife burst forth with incredible power, as if chopping the void.

The terrible knife pressure even smashed and crushed thousands of square meters, so that Yu Nianxin's figure seemed to be imprisoned, and it instantly came to a halt.

This knife, killing the sky!

This knife destroys vitality!

It's enough if you don't make a knife. Once you make a knife, you want to kill Yu Nianxin here.

boom!

Qingmang soared into the sky and burst out of Yu Nianxin's body like green flames. It was actually not a flame, but a force that was compressed and attached to the surface of the body, swaying like a flame in the wind.

"Feng Yin!" If there is a gentle breeze, the wind will roar like a hurricane.

The Qingmengmengqi radiated by this sword was more than twice as powerful as before when he slaughtered the Snow Lion, and broke beyond the limit.

A sword was killed, and the sword followed, overwhelming.

The sword gas and the sword gas continuously collided, bursting out countless sparks, and the green light of the sword was bombarded like a breeze and a gust of wind.

The sword light collided with the sword light, and Yu Nianxin's complexion suddenly changed. He only felt a terrible and irresistible force of overbearing destruction. The blue sword light shattered, and the amazing power was the blue of Yu Nianxin Wind flames destroyed.

With a bang, Yu Nianxin quickly turned back and his face was pale, and the long sword in his hand was trembling.

Sigh!

The purple-black electro-optical lightning bolt tore the sky in a flash, and appeared directly above Yu Nianxin. A figure wearing purple-black soft armor also appeared.

There was a playful murder in the corner of this person's mouth. His eyes were as terrible as murder, his hands were raised high, and a long and frightening thunder burst from his long knife, destroying everything.

"Sister Yu Nianxin Yu, let's die." The man fell sharply, and an amazing beast-like roar came roaring from the depths of his throat, killing the world.

Yu Nianxin saw the figure suddenly appearing in the sky, her beautiful eyes suddenly glared, but her pupils contracted like needles in an instant. This person was obviously beyond Yu Nianxin's expectations.

cut!

The figure in the sky was cut with a knife. This knife was extremely violent. It smashed in a vacuum like a thunderous thunder. Yu Nianxin only felt that there were purple and black lightning in front of him, and the whole sky seemed to collapse and become dark.

The sky is falling apart!

It's dark!

Yu Nianxin struggled to raise his strength and swayed with a sword.

boom!

The storm swept through the sky and struck the terrifying knife.

The sword and the sword collided in an instant, two powerful forces bombarded, the surroundings solidified in an instant, and then shattered, as if the violent tsunami of the eighteenth level exploded and swept through the world, and the snowflakes within a few kilometers of the circle collapsed, and then fell together The most complete powder disappeared into the air.

The horrible ripples of destruction swept away from the collision of swords again, filled with amazing explosive power, destroying the mountain and destroying the mountain.

Boom!

The air exploded, and the figure above couldn't help but flew upward, and Yu Nianxin's graceful body suddenly shivered, as if constantly being bombarded by thunder, his complexion was pale, a large mouth of blood spewed out, and the whole body fell like a meteorite into the sky.

boom!

In a blink of an eye, Yu Nianxin's body fell a hundred meters, hitting heavily on the snow, instantly smashing the snow away, breaking the ice, and falling under the ice.

The rumbling sound kept ringing, the ground was shaking, and it only took ten breaths to stop.

The figure above was staring down at a human-shaped hole in the ice, his eyes flashing black and purple electric light, as if penetrating everything to see the Yu Nianxin in the hole. Immediately, a drastic killer was hung from the corner of the mouth.

cut!

The purple and black thunder on the long knife was extremely fierce, suddenly exploded, and fell with a knife.

The purple and black Thunderblade seemed like a fierce beast that broke free from the shackles and fought wildly.