Vol 7 Chapter 221: You Jianxianlai

The panic and roar sounded, the sound of swords bursting like a banana!
The white light died away!
A gray-clad swordsman stood in place.
The ruthless Taoist and the assassin in black splattered blood at the same time, but kept on speed, separated the two flying maggots, and blood stained the street along the way.
Ye Qingxuanyuan stopped and fell on the roof across the street, saluting her hand, respectfully said, "Thank you for this senior's help, I don't know ..."
With a snoring sound, he returned to the sheath.
The other side slowly turned his head, and the sound of coldness without any emotion sounded, "Who is the boy? How dare you fake the Sansheng Island handsome?"
Immediately after the other party turned around, Ye Qingxuan's head mumbled.
When the other party hit a gray samurai robe, his hair was as silvery as snow, and when he turned his head, Ye Qingxuan almost thought that he was a master of virility, but the neatly groomed Daoist, the frosty face, and the thin and tight lips all showed that the other party was proud. And the cold swordsman.
Especially when the opponent's cold stare's double eye mask fixed himself, the Buddha was put on the neck with a sword, and Ye Qingxuan fought a cold war with agitation.
Those eyes were so impressive that even though the other's face had changed at this time, Ye Qingxuan recognized them instantly.
"'You Jianxian' Xiao isn't doing it?"
Xiao blinked his eyes and revealed his murderous inadvertently, "You even recognize me? Good, no matter what you want, pretending to be handsome, you must die!"
Huh!
With a sword out of the sheath, Xiao Bugan seemed to take a step forward arbitrarily, but in fact, he crossed the distance of more than 20 feet and went directly to Ye Qingxuan. He acted as a sword in his chest, without fancy. , But also can not resist.
This sword immediately entered through the chest.
But Xiao did not frown, but the tactile sensation on the tip of the sword told him that the sword stab was just a ghost. Because Ye Qingxuan was too fast, it seemed that the Buddha was stabbed in the real body.
"Senior Xiao quickly stopped, and the brother Xia Naiqiu knew, killed me. You can't tell Sister Qiu!"
Ye Qingxuan's body retreat in succession, and he could not let go of Xiao Bugan's leisurely three-swords.
Xiao Bugan showed a smile on the corner of his mouth, taunting, "You have a smooth mouth, do you think I can spare you a life by talking nonsense? Take me thirty swords and not die, answer again!"
Ye Qingxuan frowned, and finally concentrated his energy on the battle. At this moment, all the surrounding Buddhas disappeared, because his spiritual feelings were all concentrated on Xiao Bugan's sword, not by sight, but by divine encounter, so everything else no longer exists.
Xiao Bugan could n’t help but nodded, crossing the famous
Youxian Sword
across the chest, and the sword's front edged with a fascinating anomaly, smiling indifferently, saying,
Take the trick!

Xiao Bugan's sword crossed the void, the sword's edge draws moving lines that are beyond the beauty of the world, and is reasonable in heaven and earth. At this moment, the moonlight falling from the sky of the Buddha is attracted by the sword's tip, and the water flows to the sword. The sharp point, instantly condensed into a ball like water moon, with the magical power of ecstasy, extremely beautiful, terrible.
At this point, swordsmanship has indeed reached its peak.
It deserves to be a rare genius in swordsmanship for thousands of years, and Xiao Buqian has hidden rivers and lakes for decades.
Ye Qingxuan finally saw the immortal sword art in this world.
"You Sword Fairy" meets "Little Sword Fairy".
He also finally knew the difference between his swordsmanship and the opponent.
His "immortal" relies on the ingenuity of swordsmanship, the extreme skill of swordsmanship in the world, and the only possibility, even the swordsmanship of change, in the impossible, is the "smart sword". The subtlety of Xiao Buxian's "Immortal" is that he combined the feeling of whole heart and soul with the sword. The external feeling is virtual, the feeling of the heart is real, and it is the "heart sword".
If he didn't understand Xiao's realm, Ye Qingxuan would not be qualified to fight against him.
choke!
Zimang flashed slightly, and the Ziwei soft sword that had never been born in the waist, was finally pulled out by Ye Qingxuan.
The Ziwei soft sword emerges from the sheath, and the blade turns around to draw a perfect small circle. A strong suction of internal rotation is born from the circle.
Xiao Bugan handed a sword, and Jian Feng's light ball condensed like water slowly drifted to it, just wrapped in a suction vortex and broken.
Ye Qingxuan shook his body and stepped back a half step.
Xiao Bugan's eyes flashed, his warfare rose sharply, and his hands swept the fairy swords in a series of three moves. They all looked like basic sword moves, but the condensed spirit was sharp and unparalleled. The tricks that seem to destroy the world are fierce, because his swordsmanship has reached the point of simplicity, and the attacks that destroy the world have long been condensed into a sword, so the sword moves look ordinary, but the power is Unstoppable.
What's even more shocking to him is that every time he fights with Xiao Xiaogan, the sword gas issued by the opponent's sword is like a silk, and the Ziwei soft sword is firmly locked, and the weight of the sword is more than ten thousand pounds. This made it difficult for him to provoke a mountain with every sword. If he couldn't get rid of this entanglement of sword energy, the sword body would become heavier and he couldn't bear it for a long time.
Between the breaths of the two sides, they had confronted more than thirty swords. Xiao Bugan became more and more casual and casual, while Ye Qingxuan saw sweat on his forehead, but Jian Feng was as heavy as a mountain.
Xiao Bugan has completely suppressed Ye Qingxuan's later moves, but Ye Qingxuan has no way to grasp the change of the opponent's sword.
The number of winners and losers is not to be missed. Xiao is not an ordinary master. He was already a peerless master with the ability to win the top spot, not to mention the hard work on Sansheng Island.
Ye Qingxuan knows that he has no escape route, and he must fight for every inch of land, otherwise he will end up drinking and hating.
Ye Qingxuan's mind turned, and he laughed. The purple xiphoid's soft xiphoid spined like a gyro. Then he let go, and the sword body spiraled away. He went straight to Xiao not stabbing.
Huh?
Xiao Bugan has been walking the rivers and lakes for decades ~ EbookFREE.me ~ When have I seen such a random discarding weapon, the fairy sword in his hand flew to the blade, and immediately flew the Ziwei soft sword, backhanded, straight Sting your opponent's throat.
Ye Qingxuan's loss of Lagerstroemia indica was seemingly dangerous, but without the pressure of sword air entanglement, he was more relaxed and freehand.
Seeing a sword closing his throat, his index finger of his right hand hit a song, hitting his opponent's sword.
Hum!
The two sides held a sigh of sorrow and at this time, they suddenly produced ripples in the void and spread out.
Ye Qingxuan went all out, and for a time was the result of evenly divided autumn.
Xiao Bugan was so surprised that he did not think that this pretending to be handsome Tianfan had such a profound skill. It was Shuai Tianfan who came in and had a lot to lose. I didn't understand why such a master had to impersonate another person.
The fairy sword in his hand was vacant, and then turned into starry sky. The starlight was dense, and each one drawn a beautiful arc. The dense Ye Qingxuan shot.