Chapter 2337: Life-Devouring Sword

Chong…

The continuous clanging sound in the air suddenly turned into a neatly merged sword sound.

The sound of sword cries was loud and piercing.

The surrounding phantoms suddenly freeze.

Hundreds of Gu Feihan, densely packed with the surrounding 100 meters, left and right up and down, densely packed.

The figures, with different steps and different movements, are strange and extremely mysterious, but without exception, all the figures have grins.

"Xiao Yi, die." Hundreds of Gu Feifan drank coldly at the same time, and the Zangfeng Heavenly Sword in their hands instantly slashed.

It seemed to be hundreds of figures suddenly attacked from the strange yellow sand.

The original sword shadows descended in unison, like a sharp sword net, catching sand and covering the wind, nothing could stop it.

Xiao Yi didn't move, just stood quietly.

The sword net fell sharply.

"You are courting death yourself, then no one else is to blame." Gu Feifei snorted coldly.

but…

hum…

When the sword net fell a few meters away from Xiao Yi, it was suddenly stopped by a surge of sword energy.

It was a layer of sword circles, and the wandering sword energy surrounded Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi didn't see any movement, but this sword net, which seemed to be able to catch the wind and eat the sand, was immediately stopped and failed to make an inch.

"Huh?" Gu Feifan's pupils shrank, "It's not a martial art, it's not a secret technique, it's just pure sword energy?"

"No, so surging Yuan strength and sword energy, you are not the first-level cultivation of the Holy Venerable Realm."

"I am blocking my Yellow Sand Sword Net with a repressive cultivation base?"

That's right, Xiao Yi doesn't have to do any other extra actions at this moment.

With the suppression of the third-level cultivation of the Holy Venerable Realm alone, the ordinary sword energy can make Gu Feifei, who is able to strike with all his strength, helpless.

"Thirty thousand resonances? Are you at the third level of the Holy Venerable Realm?" Gu Feifan's face was extremely ugly, "How is it possible, doesn't it mean that your cultivation has been stagnant for the past year and a half?"

When Xiao Yi heard the words, Ben's pale face suddenly turned into a frown, "Who did you listen to?"

He disappeared for the past year and a half, and only reappeared for a month and a half, and he spent almost all of his time in the Ice Palace.

"What's the matter with you?" Gu Feifei coldly retracted his sword.

"Holy Venerable Stage Three-layer Cultivation Realm." Gu Feifan's face was full of unwillingness and jealousy.

After a long while, his face turned cold again, "Why, are you planning to use the cultivation base to force me?"

Xiao Yi said lightly, "I can press the cultivation base to the peak of the first level of the Holy Venerable Realm and give you a fair fight."

"But I don't want to waste too much time."

Gu Feifan sneered, "I will use the strongest sword to decide the outcome with one move."

"Okay." Xiao Yi nodded, "Go ahead."

whoosh…

Gu Feifan's figure moved instantly, and the extremely fast sword and speed were the same as before.

At this moment, Xiao Yi, the wandering sword energy around him has dissipated, and his cultivation has been suppressed.

Chong…

There was still a crisp sword cry.

This time, Gu Feifan's sword came a few minutes in front of Xiao Yi, but Xiao Yi caught the sword with his fingers and couldn't move.

"This is also considered the strongest sword?" Xiao Yi frowned.

"The power of the Tibetan Feng Tianjian has never been fully displayed."

"The sharpness and speed of the sword, the power of hurting people, you have not been able to exert it."

"Are you sure?" Gu Feifan grinned.

"Have you found it yet?"

Above the sword body, blood suddenly appeared.

The trembling blade made Xiao Yi's fingers tremble.

"Huh?" Xiao Yi frowned.

This feeling is not so much that he clamped the blade, but rather that the blade has absorbed his two fingers.

Gu Feifan sneered, "From the moment you clamped the blade, you can't let go."

"This is my strongest sword right now, the life-devouring sword."

"There is yellow sand on the sword, which can entangle the vitality of the warrior, and finally swallow it up under the adsorption of the yellow sand."

"With this sword, I even killed the second-level peak powerhouse of the Holy Venerable Realm..."

Gu Fan didn't finish his words.

But seeing Xiao Yi's fingers, a cold and violent aura emerged.

The cold air pushed back the strange blood-colored power on the sword.

The red glow on the sword, and the retreat.

"What is this?" Gu Feifan looked surprised.

"The cold wind and snow condensed by the Ice Storm Scripture." Xiao Yi said softly.

"Ice Storm Scripture? One of the most powerful exercises in the Ice Palace?" Gu Feifei's face was full of envy and jealousy.

Chong…

Xiao Yi flicked his fingertips, and the Zangfeng Heavenly Sword was instantly deflected.

Xiao Yi stepped forward and jumped up instantly.

Half of the figure was already close to Gu Feihan, and he pointed it out with his fingertips.

"Not good." Gu Feifan's expression changed, and now, it is impossible to withdraw the sword to resist. In a hurry, he had to subconsciously slam the palm of his other hand.

The palm out, is actually mighty, and Zhongzheng is madly penetrating with extremely strong formidable power.

Gu Feifan's palm was reprinted on Xiao Yi's chest.

Xiao Yi's face was obviously flushed, but he smiled, "Tian Zang Jiu Xuan Palm really deserves its reputation."

Xiao Yi's figure was immediately shaken back a few steps.

"What tricks are you playing? Just now you obviously could..." Gu Feifei narrowed his eyes.

"Don't you understand?" Xiao Yi said lightly.

"Actually, you could have fought me instead of taking both swords just now."

"The first sword, although fast and strange, can't break my ice phantom incarnation, and I can't even do it."

"But the Tianzang Jiu Xuan Palm did it, its palm technique is not at all weird and tricky, just a head-to-head and fierce palm, the palm strength is soaring to the sky, the palm strength is the wonder of Tian Xuan, and the power of nine stacks directly knocks me back. "

"Second sword, you said it was your full-strength sword, but it was the life-devouring sword that contained Baili's family. It was a strange and life-sucking sword; but such a powerful sword was caught by my fingers?"

"Normal fellow practitioners are confrontations between realms, is this possible?"

"If your second sword just now was the real Tianzang swordsmanship, I would never be able to hold it with just two fingers."

"I don't understand." Gu Feifei narrowed his eyes.

Xiao Yi chuckled, "I don't deny that Baili's ancient methods, secret techniques, etc. are extremely powerful."

"But don't forget, your sword heart is Tianzang Jianxin; your palm Dao Dao Xin is also Tian Zang Dao Xin."

"Take the vicious and vicious methods of Baili's family to fit your own original, upright, peaceful, and incomparably violent Taoist mind? To fit that stern and extreme Taoist mind that is invincible?"

"Do you understand now?"

"You bastard." At the spectator seat, Tianjiao of the Baili family shouted angrily, "Xiao Yi little thief, what are you talking about?"

"In terms of ruthlessness, coldness and cunning, our Baili family can compare to you?"

"What did you say?" Xia Yiming stared coldly at the viewing seat.

Baili Tianjiao, whose face was indignant, noticed this stare, and Qi Qi's body trembled.

"Xia Yiming?" Baili's Tianjiao's face showed a look of extreme fear, and he didn't say anything more.

On the competition stage.

Gu Feifan's face suddenly brightened, "Hehe, Xiao Yi, you reminded me."

"Look at the sword."

Whoosh... Gu Feifei's sword struck again instantly.

laugh…

With a soft sound, the sharp sword slid across Xiao Yi's arm.

A bloodstain, extremely dazzling.

Xiao Yi's sleeves were instantly dyed red with blood.

"Palace Master." Xia Yiming's expression changed in the viewing seat.

"Damn." Qinglin's face turned cold, "This guy suddenly burst out, and the power of the high-grade holy artifact broke out; Junior Brother Xiao Yi has suppressed his cultivation, how can he avoid this sword?"

"Despicable." Ran Qi scolded coldly.

On the competition stage.

Xiao Yi shook his head, "This sword is strong enough. The Tianzang Jiu Xuan Sword transformed from the Tian Zang Jiu Xuan Palm is enough to make those who suppressed my cultivation need to be taken seriously."

"It's a pity that you still don't understand what I said."

"Finally, I would like to remind you that the inheritance of martial arts in the Tianzang Academy is extensive and profound, and it is not as simple as you think."

"All that said, you can do it yourself."

The words fell, and Xiao Yi's fingertips shot out an ice storm sword qi.

Sword Qi, layer upon layer, a sword is stronger than a sword.

Sword Qi, only sent out six.

And Gu Feifan, unable to parry, was smashed down with his sword.

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