"The old thief is amazing, Old Qin, Mad Lion, Master Feng, Master Zhang, I can't wait, when will I wait!"

Yao Yue Sanren shouted wildly, "The rest of the people, against the Jiang family's juniors, have absolutely no magical power to swallow the military energy. They form their own formations and use blood tools to kill them."

Yao Yue is worthy of being the last winner of the seven directions to win. She is good at fighting formations and is good at commanding.

The four people he ordered just now were all four powerful condensation experts left in the field.

On this side, Yaoyue San people were equipped with a method. Everyone divided into two groups to fight, below the condensate, and attacked the Jiang family members, above the condensate, and surrounded the second master of the Jiang family. The battle was about to break out.

On the other side, the battle between Xu Yi and Feng Xifeng was also revealed.

Xu Yi was very annoyed and racked his brains to make both sides so that they broke the face. A fierce fight. Unexpectedly, Feng Xifeng didn't even care about the main battlefield and rushed to him.

After several battles, with the iron spirit protecting her, Xu Yi is no longer afraid of Feng Xifeng.

What annoyed him was that he had to sit in the mountains and watch the tiger fight, but he was dragged into the battle group.

Feng Xifeng came very fast, and both were infinite seas. Xu Yi had the Guiyuan Step, and Feng Xifeng had the realm crushing, and the speed was even better.

Before Xu Yi escaped fifty feet, he was caught up. The Divine Intention Sword was circling in a circumference, and countless silver lights flashed by, and countless terrifying cracks were added to Xu Yi's body.

"Junior, I didn't want to kill you, it was because you forced me too much!"

Feng Xifeng was independent in the air, his ink hair was floating, and his divine will sword in his palm was magnificent, and he vowed to burn half of the sky.

Xu Yi sneered, "Sword King, Sword King, King of Swords, Lao Feng, I just said this sentence casually, but I didn't expect it to be so consistent with your temperament. It's time, and you and I are going to share life and death, and you are still so hypocritical!"

As he spoke, one round of energy after another came out of his palms.

"District life and death? You deserve it!"

King Feng Jian roared a long time, and the Divine Intention Sword turned around, and another ray of silver flashed by. Xu Yi's energy gathered and was broken by King Feng Jian shattered. In a flash, his body, which had been covered with cracks, added countless terrifying cracks.

"But with a broken sword, if you abandon the sword, how can you compete with me?"

Xu Yi started to be unable to eat grapes and said bluntly that the grapes were extremely sour.

In secret, he highly praised Feng Xifeng's Divine Intention Sword.

To this day, he has been through the battlefield for a long time, but he has never encountered such a terrifying existence as the Sword of God's Intention.

Now he has practiced to the peak of Qihai, and his use of the hidden style has reached the transformation of the spirit. He then attacked the Qilong, which is extremely abundant and confident that even the second master of the Jiang family would never dare to take it head-on.

But such a terrifying move is completely useless in front of Feng Xifeng.

That extremely evil divine sword, no matter how fierce your Qilong is, the silver light flashes, everything disappears.

The murderous intent is so strong and the sword moves are so fast that the heart reaches the sword, and there is no resistance. If there were no iron spirits, Xu would have been lost under the sword.

Faced with such an opponent, Xu Yi could only take advantage of the opportunity until he was exhausted.

Both are infinite seas, Xu Yi has absolute confidence in his soul strength.

"But relying on a strange talisman, I want to see how long this broken talisman can last!"

Feng Xifeng sneered and focused on his sword. For a moment, the sword energy in the sky almost burned half of the sky.

Resistance is useless, Xu Yi simply gave up his efforts and worked hard to survive. At the same time, he also tried to capture this extremely sharp sword intent.

Ten swords, hundreds of swords, thousands of swords...

The Divine Intention Sword was like a red elf, constantly rotating, and pieces of rotten silver were almost torn apart in the sky.

Among the rotten silver, Xu Yi was like a glass man who could be constantly united, breaking little by little, and then bonding little by little after a top-quality pill.

Then, break again and join again.

The dense tearing brought great pain to Xu Yi, but the physical pain was completely overwhelmed by Xu Yi's spiritual pleasure.

Xu Yi could clearly feel that the split of the Divine Intention Sword had great benefits to his body. With this endless split, the Invincible Golden Body seemed to be evolving.

He could even feel that his body was getting harder to split, and his recovery speed was getting faster and faster. Even the gray sun in the depths of the Qi Sea had a little more bright color.

In addition to the physical changes, what made Xu Yi even more excited was that the trace of sword intent he had tried hard to capture from the beginning finally had a familiar smell.

It turned out that in Xu Yi's initial plan, he would have to waste Feng Xifeng's exhaustion and fight back.

However, as the iron spirit in his hand became hotter and hotter, his heart gradually became hotter, and a bold and strange idea inexplicably jumped out of the depths of his mind.

At this point, he began to consciously capture the trajectory of Feng Xifeng's sword move.

Xu Yi was completely confused by this capture. His perception was as subtle as he did, but he could not touch any tricks.

He couldn't even feel that the sword move was really unaware of its origin. Such a strange move almost exceeded his imagination.

Xu Yi had two lifetimes of insight, and his thoughts changed sharply, and in the dark, he had a trace of insight: Feng Xifeng's sword move that came and went in an instant was very similar to the legendary realm of no moves, which was better than moves.

If he truly practices to this level, what he wants to realize is not the sword moves, but the sword intent.

When the thought came to this point, he secretly scolded himself for being stupid: God's will and divine will, all the mystery is just like God's sword intent.

After aiming at the direction, Xu Yi began to realize with all his heart, ten swords were added, hundreds of swords were added, and thousands of swords were added, using the body as the furnace, and using the heart as the touch, allowing the sword rain to be violently slashed and tempered. He only carefully captured a trace of the meaning.

Gradually, Xu Yi finally captured the slightest and unexplained sharp meaning.

It is a kind of sharp meaning of the sword that only my heart is only my heart, and the sword heart is only me. Once a sword is released, it will cut off everything.

"This is the real top martial arts!"

Inexplicably, Xu Yi developed a strong envy.

The ancestor of the Wen family was tired. At first, he had a strong urge to watch a wonderful drama.

But the two martial artists on the stage kept walking on the pillars, one round, two rounds, ten rounds, hundreds of rounds, making him drowsy.

The ancestor of the Wen family was tired of watching the opera, and the King Feng Jian, who was singing the opera on stage, became even more tired.

Xu Yi guessed correctly. His unparalleled swordsmanship was all about the sharp intention of cutting off everything. He melted his own intention into the sword intent, which led to the famous sword king Feng Xifeng.

Just as human power is sometimes poor, human intention is sometimes poor.

He simply suspected that Daoyan had handed the Vajra Body Talisman at the bottom of Wuji Temple to this Scarface Child.

Otherwise, his divine will sword that could not be defeated by the Scarfaced Ancestor, who was forced to retreat, was invincible below the condensation liquid. How could he still be unable to take down this Scarfaced child who had no power to fight back after thousands of swords?

After thousands of swords, his soul, which had been cultivated to be extremely tenacious, gradually became empty.

The Scarfaced child opposite was still the same, broken, and then broken, and then took medicine. He really didn't know how many top-quality elixirs were stored in the Sumeru ring of this Scarfaced child.
Chapter completed!