Chapter 556 Can You Escape? 【Ask Monthly Ticket】

Li Jianyuan, who possesses the spirit of sword martial arts, is a contemporary genius of the South China Sea Sword Sect.

This is a person who has high hopes from the South Sea Sword Sect and has the opportunity to step into the Heavenly Capital Territory.

Unfortunately, he died here and ended his short life.

It can be said that Li Jianyuan's demise was completely self-inflicted, if he hadn't repeatedly dealt with Xiao Yun, how could he have ended up like this?

Perhaps, with his talent, he could really stand out in the Hundred Sects War and successfully enter the Tiandu Domain.

When Li Jianyuan fell, Xiao Yun just glanced at him indifferently.

This person is cruel and merciless, and even wants to attack him repeatedly, if he doesn't get rid of it, it will be a serious problem.

call!

After dealing with Li Jianyuan, Xiao Yun moved his palm and collected his storage bag and other things.

At the same time, he palmed, and the waist card emerged.

When the waist card emerged, a streak of light shot out from Li Jianyuan's body, and finally sank into Xiao Yun's waist card.

Accumulated points, 71,800!

Points ranking, seventeenth overall!

There is such a round of numbers appearing on this waist card.

At this time, Xiao Yun's waist medal was already shining golden, becoming a gold medal.

His points seem to have reached the seventeenth place among all the assessed disciples in Xuanyuan Battlefield.

This ranking is neither high nor low.

Of course, Xiao Yun kept a low profile and didn't deliberately plunder other people's points.

Otherwise, with his background, the points must be more than that.

"The seventeenth overall list, it seems that there are still many capable people in this Xuanyuan battlefield!" Xiao Yun glanced at the data, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he was quite satisfied with this, and finally he raised his eyes , looked to the other side.

There, Xiao Shishilang was having a fierce battle with Qin Beijian.

Xiao Shishilang's long sword pierced the air, his momentum was like a rainbow, his steps were steady and steady like a mountain, but when the long sword came out, it had the potential to split the sky and the earth. Under his attack, Qin Bei's sword was retreating steadily, even if he moved Even if you don't have the sword of Wuhun, you can't compete with it.

"Qin Beijian, you are tied up and dare not strike with all your strength. As a result, the sharpness in the sword is not there, and the momentum that a sword repairer should have. How can you go forward? How can you cut everything? Now you are afraid, and you have already If you can’t fight, you’re doomed to lose.”

Xiao Shishilang's eyes were like swords, staring coldly at Qin Beijian who was retreating in front of him, and said word by word.

His words paused word by word, each word fell into Qin Beijian's heart like the edge of a sword.

When the words entered Qin Bei's ears, the light in Qin Bei's sword eyes flickered, and the confusion in his heart became even worse. His sword energy also began to slacken, unable to condense a little.

If the heart is scattered, the sword will also be scattered, so you can't fight!

If the heart is afraid, the sword will not be sharp, and you will be defeated!

Xiao Shishilang's momentum is like a rainbow at this time, and even his indifferent words are like a sharp sword, which can destroy people's minds.

At this time, Qin Beijian's mind became even more confused under these words.

It seemed that he had already seen the scene of his defeat.

The gap between the two is clear at a glance.

"Am I really going to lose?" Qin Beijian's eyes were confused, and he thought about it carefully.

He was indeed afraid, afraid of being hurt by the sword of Wuhun.

Once the Wuhun Sword is injured, he will be defeated and it will be difficult to make a comeback.

So he has scruples in his heart and dare not fight with all his strength.

But Xiao Shishilang is different.

Xiao Shishilang has achieved what he is today by relying entirely on the supreme sword intent he comprehended through his own efforts.

Although Qin Beijian was talented, he still relied on the sword of martial soul.

In the final analysis, Qin Beijian also relied on external forces.

But Xiao Shishilang is his own strength.

The kendo innate talent that I have comprehended doesn't have any martial soul as a backing.

So Xiao Shishilang is not afraid, and has the momentum to move forward.

That's the difference!

"Junior Brother Li?" Just when Qin Beijian was confused and fearful, he turned his eyes and suddenly saw Li Jianyuan who had lost his breath and fell towards the muddy ground below, which made his heart skip a beat. With a jump, the sense of uneasiness became more intense.

"Xiao Yun!" After Qin Beijian's eyes turned, he saw Xiao Yun, "He actually broke through?"

With just a slight sense, he found that Xiao Yun's aura had improved, and he also knew that it was Xiao Yun who beheaded Li Jianyuan.

This made him inexplicably a little more stressed.

Now that Xiao Yun was able to break through, he undoubtedly had another formidable enemy.

A feeling of bewilderment, fear, and panic began to emerge in the heart of this genius of the South Sea Sword Sect.

It overwhelmed him.

hum!

At this time, Xiao Shishilang walked over, with a domineering aura, bursting out with a kind of pure sword intent.

That sword intent made people tremble with fear.

"If you want to kill me, then I will let you be buried with me." Feeling the sword intent, Qin Beijian's eyes flickered, and a hideous light emerged from within. He raised his head suddenly, and his long hair danced like a ferocious beast. staring ahead.

As the beast with its head raised, a fierce aura began to condense on Qin Beijian's body.

"With the source of my martial soul, condense the strongest sword, and cut the sky and the earth!" Qin Beijian's eyes flashed, and there seemed to be a mysterious pattern in the center of his eyebrows. These patterns, like a sharp sword, exude a primitive The breath of the sword.

This is the source of the martial soul, which is integrated into the sea of ​​consciousness, and is the foundation of the martial soul sword.

Now that Qin Beijian was forced into a desperate situation, he seemed to use the origin of the sword to fight the final battle.

The origin of the sword, this is the foundation of the sword of Wuhun, there is no room for loss.

Once this source is damaged, his Wuhun sword will never be able to recover.

call!

The source of the martial soul was like thousands of sword threads, and it immediately entered the sword of martial soul under the guidance of Qin Beijian.

All of a sudden, the sword of Wuhun burst into light, and a vast sword energy gushed out. The fierce sword intent released made the sky tremble. The sword intent seemed to come from ancient times, giving people an unshakable feeling , even Xiao Shishilang frowned.

"Did you use the source of the martial soul?" Xiao Shishilang frowned, showing a solemn face, as if he knew how terrifying Qin Beijian was at this time, the source of the martial soul, that is the soul of the entire martial soul , Contains infinite sword intent.

Even the sword of the martial soul grew continuously under the nourishment of the source of the martial soul.

brush!

The source of the martial soul was condensed, Qin Beijian was holding a long sword, his whole body was domineering, and his whole body was full of sword intent.

He took a step forward, as if thousands of sharp swords burst out from his body.

cut!

After uttering the word "cut", Qin Beijian's long sword moved towards Xiao Shishilang who was in front of him.

brush!

When the long sword moved, it really split the sky, and the sword light bloomed at the sword body, and a vast sword intent burst out.

Each of these sword intents is extremely fierce, and it seems to have the aura of the eighth level of Yuan Zhan Dan. With such a burst of thousands of sword intents, who can resist? What's more, there is still the sword of Wuhun in front, the power of this sword is far more terrifying than those swords!

Facing this sword, Xiao Shishilang didn't retreat, instead, there was a fiery look in those eyes.

"Just waiting for you to use the source of the martial soul." Xiao Shishilang said with a calm face and a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"If you don't enter the source of the sword, how can you comprehend the supreme sword?"

Facing Qin Beijian's fierce attack, Xiao Shishilang seemed calm and unhurried. He stepped forward step by step, and his body and sword seemed to be united.

At this time, he couldn't see clearly that he seemed to be holding a long sword in his hand, and he couldn't see his figure clearly.

Xiao Yun in the distance just saw a sword light streaking across the void, and then met Qin Beijian's incomparably domineering sword.

"Is this going to comprehend the supreme sword intent at the risk of your own life?" Xiao Yun's heart moved, seeing this scene, he couldn't help but think of the scene when Yuan Zong's senior surnamed Qin enlightened the Dao in the thunderstorm. At this time, Xiao Shi Ichiro undoubtedly wanted to enlightenment in the sword rain.

He is going to comprehend the supreme swordsmanship.

Because the source of Qin Beijian's martial soul has the supreme sword intent.

For a sword cultivator, being able to contact it personally will bring endless benefits.

But at this time, the sword has a vast and domineering momentum, and there is also a huge danger in it.

If one is not careful, Xiao Shishilang will die.

It can be said that Xiao Shishilang's actions were all based on his life, in order to understand the true meaning of the way of swordsmanship.

Xiao Yun admired his heart of seeking Tao.

Only then did he realize that it was not accidental that this senior brother could reach this step.

This senior brother has great courage, dare to fight, and also has a certain talent.

Only in this way can such a genius be created.

Clang!

The sword light flickered, and Xiao Shishilang was submerged in it in an instant.

Inside, there was the sound of swords, and the sound was deafening.

But that kind of sword light was too dazzling, and the sword energy was so overwhelming that even Xiao Yun was startled.

He looked around, but couldn't see what was going on inside.

hum!

After a while, the infinite sword intent flickering in the sword light weakened, and the void trembled. Xiao Shishilang retreated in a bit of a panic, his clothes were torn, and blood was still overflowing from the corner of his mouth, but there was a look of satisfaction in his eyes emerge.

It seems that this time he has something to pay for.

call!

Xiao Shishilang was like a ray of light, holding a broken sword in his hand, he was blown away by the shock.

On the other side, the sword light was introverted, and the vast sword intent gradually dissipated, and Qin Beijian's body also appeared.

At this time, his body stood tall in the air, his robe fluttered with the wind, making a sound of hunting.

It's just that his aura dropped sharply, and the light of the martial soul sword also dimmed.

"You actually turned into a sword, avoiding the wound of sword intent, and stealing the supreme swordsmanship from the source of my martial soul." Qin Beijian's eyes flickered and he frowned when he looked at Xiao Shishilang in front of him. , that expression, seems to have a feeling of being deceived.

This time, he not only exhausted a lot of the source power of the martial soul, but also helped Xiao Shishilang gain a little more understanding of the way of swordsmanship.

This is simply to steal a chicken without losing a handful of rice.

Although Xiao Shishilang was slightly injured, once repaired, his strength will surely improve further.

However, Qin Beijian has exhausted too much at this time, and it is already at the end of his strength.

"If I can't kill him this time, even if I try again, it will be useless." Qin Beijian calmed down at this moment, and began to show his face full of thought, "Then Xiao Yun has also broken through. If he and that firebird join forces It is not weaker than me."

"Retreat!" With a thought, Qin Beijian planned to retreat.

"When I arrive at the land of Tianwu, I will find a spiritual pool. I will heal my injuries first, and then I will enter the sword mound to learn the way of swordsmanship."

After muttering a word, Qin Beijian put the sword of Wuhun into the sea of ​​consciousness, and immediately fled towards the void in the distance.

At this time, he had exhausted too much of the source of his martial soul, and was almost seriously injured, so he had to go to heal immediately.

If he can get a chance in Jianzhong to repair the injury of Wuhun, he may still have time to take revenge.

"Qin Beijian, do you think you can go?" Just as Qin Beijian fled a thousand meters away, a slightly stern voice resounded through the sky. An irresistible momentum permeated the air.