However, in Fang Xiu's eyes, such a cut-off knife seemed to be a peerless swordsman, and no existence in the world could be compared with it.

It was this cut-off knife that almost hurt him.

On this cutter knife, there are several characters engraved in it.

"Listen to the spring rain!"

Fang Xiu's eyes fell on the font of the broken knife, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

Listen to the spring rain?

The three simple words made him feel extremely shocked.

Because this is a cut-off knife, combined with these three words, Fang Xiu already understood what kind of knife this knife is.

"Little building listens to the spring rain all night!"

Perhaps not everyone knows this knife.

but……

Among those who don’t know, Fang Xiu is definitely not included.

Listen to the spring rain in a small building overnight!

The full moon scimitar, the light is cold in the world!

A truly world-class magic sword.

"Full moon scimitar!"

"Divine Sword Slash!"

Fang Xiu took a deep breath, but his eyes didn't move apart from the forged knife.

He didn't expect that the full moon scimitar would appear here.

Even though it has been broken, this world-class demon sword is still unparalleled. With a masterless broken sword, it can pose a threat to the true immortal.

Ding Peng?

Fang Xiu was not sure whether the last master of this full moon scimitar was Ding Peng.

If so, it also means that the strong man has also fallen here.

The knife is broken!

People also die!

Although this is a broken sword, it is still a world-class demon sword, because the mind of martial arts on the blade remains undispersed.

That was the unwillingness of a peerless strong man.

The vast minds of martial arts seem to break through the shackles of heaven and earth.

Fang Xiu had a premonition that if this broken knife spread, it would inevitably create a earth-shaking powerful man.

Without a trace of sound, Taia had already appeared in his hand.

Then, Fang Xiu stepped into it in one step.

boom!

Take one step, and live and die.

The sharp edge of the knife was revealed in an instant, as if it had the power of shaking the sky and cracking the earth, and the cold light burst out like a burst of time and space.

Fang Xiu only saw thousands of cold lights converging into a thread in his eyes.

However, this line encompasses all his sight.

Facing this knife again, Fang Xiu was still shocked.

But this time...

He was already prepared, and although his mind was shocked, he would not be caught off guard.

Buzz!

Tai Ah is like a long rainbow slashing out, and the destructive aura is revealed in an instant. The sword blade is like a god of death sickle, and it is slashed out like a first.

moment!

The shocking sword intent collides with the terrifying sword intent.

In an instant, dark cracks appeared in the void, lying across the heaven and earth.

However, in less than a breath, the two sides had fought against each other countless times.

Whether it is the speed of the broken sword or the speed of the sword, it has long exceeded the constraints of space and reached another level.

Enter the Tao!

The attacks of both sides are not so much a move, but rather a means of skill within the Tao.

The sword technique that can master the gods is always in Fang Xiu's hands.

Even if he is a true immortal, he has almost never encountered anyone who can perfectly take this sword.

But now, Broken Sword is like a peerless swordsman. No matter how terrible the sword technique of killing the sky is, it cannot pose a threat to it.

Buzz!

The sword roared and the sword roared, and all of them fell silent in an instant.

Fang Xiu retreated one step, and Tai'a's sword edge slightly tilted, and his hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

On the other side, the broken knife was inserted back to the ground.

Since the battle has been going on, both sides can be said to be invincible.

This is not a competition of strength, but a competition of simple skills.

The broken sword carries the martial arts idea of ​​a peerless swordsman. His swordsmanship has already reached the level of entering the Tao, and even to understand the gods.

This battle is coming soon and ending soon.

But the feeling that Fang Xiu felt was more tiring than fighting with the headless monk who had become a saint in his body.

In this battle, his mind was almost at its peak.

Because once there is a slight slack, the deadly blade will slash.

Suddenly!

The broken sword trembled gently, and the vast thoughts of martial arts emanated, and an illusory figure gradually became solid.

He is wearing a blue shirt and looks so handsome, but he has a temperament that cannot be ignored.

Seeing this person, four words involuntarily appeared in Fang Xiu's mind.

The God in the Sword!

This is a powerful man, and also a supreme swordsman.

This is a god walking in the world.

only……

This god has fallen, and what appears is nothing more than the unscathed martial arts idea.

Fang Xiu was looking at the Qingshan Swordsman, who was also looking at him.

a long time.

The blue-shirt swordsman spoke slowly, but his voice was not sharp at all, but instead felt like a spring breeze.

"The sword technique of killing the sky is the descendant of the sword master?"

Sword Lord?

Upon hearing this, Fang Xiu's face also changed.

This is the first time he has heard of this name.

In fact, he didn't have much understanding of who was the art of killing immortals and drawing swords.

But now the words of the Qingshi Swordsman made Fang Xiu have some guesses in his mind.

The blue-shirt swordsman seemed to understand something and chuckled and said, "I thought the inheritance of the sword master would be cut off, but I didn't expect that his sword technique would be passed down.

In this way, there is a successor."

The blue-shirt swordsman did not show any abnormality from beginning to end.

Since entering here, Fang Xiu has noticed the ubiquitous idea of ​​killing.

Anything that exists here will be eroded by this killing idea and fall into a negative and bloodthirsty state.

That's the case of the sanctified body.

But Fang Xiu could not see such negative bloodthirsty as a swordsman in the blue shirt.

Obviously, the killing intention here cannot infect it.
To be continued...