The Great Hall of the Cold Palace was ablaze.
Surrounding Wei Zhuang and the Black and White Profound Swords, raging flames surged and formed a sea of fire.
The sea of fire was endless, forming a slender projection.
The Black and White Profound Jian held two swords in his hands. The man and the sword were projected on the wall, and the headscarf swayed gently.
"The current you, I can only see the sharpness of the sword, but I can't see the person holding it." Wei Zhuang said coldly.”
"You have become a slave to the sword.”
Xuan Jian raised his right hand and pointed his black sword at Wei Zhuang. He was unmoved and said,""The sword is a method to achieve slaughter.”
"What's the difference between the two?"
Wei Zhuang's eagle eyes were sharp, and his brows were like swords. He said coldly,"Of course there's a difference. A sword like this isn't worthy of killing me.”
Proud and aloof.
Whether it was Wei Zhuang, Ge Nia, Ye Gucheng, Ximen Chuixue, or Xie Xiaofeng.
They were all talented swordsmen. On the path of swordsmanship, apart from loneliness, they also had pride that was ingrained in their bones.
They could die, but not at the hands of the sword slaves, or at the hands of the Jianghu extras, or under the siege of the soldiers. They would die at the hands of the swordsmen whom they acknowledged.
Therefore, Ye Gucheng chose to be under Ximen Chuixue's sword.
Similarly, Ximen Chuixue, who had the same state of mind, chose to kill Ye Gucheng, who wanted to die.
A sword slave was not worthy of killing him, Wei Zhuang.
This was Wei Zhuang's inner thoughts.
The Black and White Profound Jian sneered. His eyes suddenly turned sharp as he leaped a few meters.
"Drink!"
Holding the sword with both hands, he slashed down from high above.
Wei Zhuang used his legs to move back a few meters.
Boom! Boom!
The black and white swords smashed into the ground. The unfathomable power and sharp sword qi shattered the wooden planks. Broken wood flew everywhere and a powerful pressure spread.
"Hah!"
With a loud shout, Xuan Jian stepped forward as if he was flying, his two swords attacking one after the other.
Clang, clang…
Wei Zhuang used his sword to block twice, the third sword counterattacked, the tip of Shark Teeth Sword almost brushed past Xuan Jian's face, only missing an inch to leave a wound.
The confrontation between swordsmen had always been dangerous. It was only a matter of time before one lost their life.
Clang clang…
The two of them exchanged blows. The Shark Tooth Sword followed the dazzling Sword Qi like a shadow.
Black and White Profound Blade, one black and one white sword Qi interweaved.
In terms of sword arts, Xuan Jian was superior. In terms of cultivation, Xuan Jian was unfathomable.
Less than ten moves, Xuan Jian's left hand spun the wheel, slashing everything.
With a swoosh, the sharp blade entered his body.
Wei Zhuang's body was struck by the sword for the second time, and blood splattered everywhere.
Although it didn't hurt any vital parts, it was still a serious injury.
Xuan Jian pursed his lips and laughed lightly. His posture was still as calm and composed as usual.
His figure was slender and he wielded his sword. Although he didn't have the body of an iron tower, his powerful aura gave people the feeling that he was as steady as a mountain. He was even stronger than ten Peerless Ghosts.
This calmness was unfathomable.
This steadiness was unshakable.
It was too powerful.
"Ha!"
Taking advantage of his weakness to take his life, Xuan Jian swung his sword with both hands and attacked continuously.
Wei Zhuang had just been hit by a sword and barely managed to stand firm. What followed was a storm-like series of violent slashes.
Clang clang…
Xuan Jian slashed out three times in a row. His sword was steady and heavy. Other than sword arts, he also cultivated body refinement. He could be said to be a master who cultivated both internal and external.
Three heavy swords and three sharp swords slashed out. Wei Zhuang blocked while retreating, completely losing the initiative.
Xuan Jian laughed softly and his body rose into the air.
Flying, spinning, turning, the speed of his movement technique was already above the super-class.
Wei Zhuang's heart sank. This person's lightness skill had already reached the pinnacle. Compared to the battle at the Wei Manor three years ago, the Black and White Profound Swords were simply too powerful.
Xuan Jianfei spun his body and slashed down continuously with his sword in both hands. His spinning body kept approaching Wei Zhuang, and he used the advantage of having the first opportunity to erupt with a whirlwind slash.
Wei Zhuang waved the demon sword Shark Tooth with his right hand, activating the golden sword Qi and blocking with his sword.
Clang clang…
Every time Wei Zhuang swung his sword to block, the powerful and heavy attack would be reflected on his body. His arm suffered a huge backlash, and his body kept retreating.
However, he had to block every sword killer move, his reaction could not be slower, and his strength could not be weakened.
Because in front of such a powerful killer move.
If he was a little slower or a little weaker, he would definitely die.
Clang!
The last attack was a slash from Xuan Jian's dual swords. Wei Zhuang raised his sword to block it, but his body was sent flying and he crashed into the old bookshelf in the bedroom.
The bookshelf suddenly shook, and the bamboo books fell one by one.
"Ha!"
Xuan Jian's body spun for the last time. The two swords cut down from a direction, and the angle was impeccable.
His swordsmanship was extremely stable, vicious, and crafty. The distance between the two swords was like two parallel lines, filled with beauty.
Wei Zhuang didn't have the slightest bit of appreciation in his heart. His eyes narrowed as he quickly leaped away.
Shua!
The two swords slashed down, leaving two sword marks on the bookshelf. The two sword marks formed a pair of parallel lines.
The Black and White Xuan Jian pursed his lips and continued to pursue. The two swords in his hands had killed countless people, but he had never killed a genius swordsman like Wei Zhuang.
Today, in the Twin Swords Blood-Drinking Guard Manor, his strength might be able to rise to another level.
Clang clang...
The two of them brandished their swords and engaged in another intense battle.
Baiyifei, who was watching the fight from the side, smiled calmly.
The next moment, Baiyifei's eyes widened in shock.
The ice cage that was formed by the countless ice vines in front of him began to tremble. The ice vines cage trembled violently.
Buzz!
A shocking sword qi erupted.
Countless thick ice vines fused together, and the frozen prison began to shatter.
Crack, crack…
One after another, the analysis spread, rapidly spreading, rapidly spreading, one meter, three meters, five meters…
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!
Countless sword qi and sword lights spread out from the inside, carrying an unstoppable momentum.
With a loud bang, the Ice Spread Cage exploded and shattered.
The Sword Qi interweaved into a sword net, breaking through the ice cage. The sword net swept across the sky for more than ten meters, heading straight for Bai Yifei.
Seeing this, Bai Yifei frowned slightly. He held the white sword in his right hand and the red sword in his left. With both swords in his hands, his blood-red clothes and white hair fluttered in the wind. He activated the Mystic Ice Spell, causing the frost in the world to continue.
The space between heaven and earth trembled slightly. The space froze, and the powerful ice true qi froze everything.
Countless ice shards flew up. There were thousands of them.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
Ice shards and icicles filled the sky as they shot out and collided with the sword net.
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