A huge sword energy, like a mountain wind rushing towards you, blowing away all the blue flames in the sky.

Then, a bright white sword arc flashed in front of Shen Yue. His two arms holding the knife suddenly gushed blood, and then fell down together with the horizontal sword in his hand.

"Um?"

"ah……!"

Looking at his falling arm, Chen Yue looked disbelief at first, and then with a burst of pain, his expression completely collapsed and he began to release animals in horror and cried.

"Cangyun Sect Haoran's sword attack style, the Milky Way falls to the sky."

Li Yunsheng still calmly explained to Chen Yue in front of him.

After saying that, he stretched his sword-holding arm forward, keeping a vertical posture with his long sword and his arms, and with a sharp sword edge with a cold light, he divided the sky in front of him into two.

"Be proud of the towering green mountains, the turbulent flow as the blood, and the silence of smoke and waves as the essence, to cultivate my immortal sword intent."

He sang Haoran's sword technique indifferently.

A great sword intent descended with a bang.

Then he saw the long sword in his hand slashing through the blue sky in front of him. The sword blade was like a light and shadow falling from the sky, sliding down from the highest point of the sky. The rushing sword energy was like the Milky Way falling down in the Nine Heavens. With a loud bang, it washed away all the disciples of Qingyanfang in front of him.

Looking down from the virtual statue, the dense sword energy really flew down from the mountain road of Kunlun Mountain like a waterfall.

The Haoran sword intent that made people feel infinite awe covered the entire Kunlun City from afar.

"Swords are the king of all soldiers."

Over the past ten years, sword cultivators have been declining, while the ancient sword cultivators have all declined one by one.

You have practiced sword skills for more than ten years, cultivated sword energy for the past few decades, and cultivated sword intent for more than a hundred years. You can't stand the heavenly level spiritual treasure in the hands of an ordinary cultivator. Even if you were a former sword cultivator, you will not be depressed.

But today's sword at the Shanhai Conference will undoubtedly shatter all the ridicule and sarcasm over the past ten years. At this moment, the sharp sword sealed by rust shone again and again.

Feeling the Haoran sword intent that was so familiar that it was no longer familiar, Liu Mu was infatuated for a moment, and then looked confused. But immediately, he remembered the advice of Mr. Liu (the former head of Cangyun Sect) to him before leaving. His face, which was originally twisted because of confusion, suddenly stretched out all of them, and a smile of relief appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Chapter completed!