"Ding! Ding! Ding!"

The collision of swords is like striking jade and striking gold.

"brush!"

After Jun Changxiao destroyed six rays of sword light along the way, he rolled his body as if in a drama, until he finally slashed down with great force, tearing the soil with his sword light, and blasted towards the area where Lin Lang was.

"call out------------"

As the sword passed by, the figures disappeared.

"Um?"

Jun Changxiao released his spiritual thoughts and quickly caught the opponent appearing behind him without anyone noticing, so he asked in surprise: "Is this a body technique? Or a magical power?"

"Sword of Liuhe!"

Lin Lang shouted coldly, and an extremely strong sword force suddenly appeared all over his body. He saw the six swords that were thrown away suddenly changed direction, and quickly became huge and slashed at him.

"Ding! Ding! Ding!"

Gold and stone collide, and sparks fly.

The huge sword carries more power. Although Jun Changxiao can compete with it, he still fights and retreats, and secretly said: "This guy is far stronger than the twelve jailers!"

The system said: "If Yinhu is compared to the power of one tiger, then this person's strength is probably at least the power of two tigers. After all, he has the blessing of swordsmanship."

"..."

After Jun Changxiao retreated dozens of steps, before the opponent's Six Swords launched a new round of attacks, he withdrew the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, sacrificed the Jade Dragon Wentian Sword, and said: "I want to be serious!"

Lin Lang said lightly: "Your sword is rubbish."

"..."

Jun Chang smiled and was speechless.

Although my sword is not the best in the lower world, it is still outstanding, but now it is regarded as rubbish in the eyes of others.

"normal."

The system said: "Except for the Tyrant Spear, Xuanyuan Divine Armor, Great Sage Set, and Hard-to-Storage Knife, which were purchased with a large amount of contribution points, the host now puts the rest in the upper realm for almost the same amount of money."

"So."

Jun Changxiao secretly said: "When you come here, you not only have to choose a geomantic treasure place to place the sect, but you also have to find some high-end equipment. Otherwise, how can you get along in the future?"

"It would be more appropriate to replace searching with grabbing," the system said.

"brush!"

Jun Changxiao rushed over with his sword and said coldly: "The swords are not competing against each other, but the swords' hearts!"

"Buzz buzz!"

The air suddenly trembled slightly, and snow-covered stones, tree branches and other objects flew out on their own, then flew in the shape of sword rays, and then followed behind him like a whirlpool.

Lin Lang's expression suddenly changed.

The sword intent in Jun Changxiao's eyes flashing, the sword power released around him, and the sword moves he performed were completely superior to his own!

He! He is definitely not from Lingdao Xuanzong!

"Hoo ho!"

At this moment, the thousands of sword lights that gathered behind Jun Changxiao instantly combined and turned into a huge thorn-shaped sword. The powerful sword force exploded, directly lifting the layers of thick snow, and rolling out three feet of frozen ice.

The soil has left deep ravines!

"boom!"

The sound of explosion resounded in the cold sky.

The tip of the giant sword gathered by Wan Jian Guizong directly pierced the defensive barrier arranged by Lin Lang in desperation, and then gradually showed cracks until it completely exploded with a 'bang' sound!

“Ding-deng-deng!”

The chief disciple of the Sword Controlling Xuan Sect staggered back dozens of steps, his face turned extremely pale, and finally he couldn't hold back the blood that spurted out.

"brush!"

"brush!"

The six flying swords seemed to have been cut off from their masters, and they were all eclipsed and stuck on the ground.

"Seriously."

Jun Changxiao came over, shook his head and said: "You are too weak."

"brush!"

With a wave of his hand, he put the six swords into the space ring and said proudly: "When you have a deeper understanding of the sword, come to the Eternal Sect and ask me for weapons."

"you……"

"call out-------"

Jun Chang smiled, stepped on the flying sword, and walked away gracefully.

"puff!"

Seeing that the six-box sword that had been with him for decades was just snatched away, Lin Lang once again failed to suppress the boiling blood in his body!

Injure people and steal weapons.
Chapter completed!