Collection of Worlds

Second Mr. Jun Mo looked at the sky from afar, and reminded him.

It was a light, a purple sword light, or a purple sword.

In this way, accompanied by the roar of thunder and thunder, the clouds were torn apart, and fell from the sky, as if the nine-day star fell fiercely on the rolling river.

"boom"

There was a loud noise and huge waves, and the Baizhang River stagnated for a moment. A huge purple sword with a length of ten feet hovered quietly above the river. Sludge and aquatic plants that have accumulated for many years at the bottom.

Huge waves surged to both sides.

Above the purple sword light, thunder surged, and the sword light converged, revealing a young man in a silver-purple robe.

Sword Saint Liu Bai finally let out a smile, jumped up, and the sword intent surged behind him, and the tens of feet high waves were suppressed by him, and he stood on the water, fighting against Shen Qingyun.

"What a Shen Qingyun, what a peerless sword" Liu Bai admired sincerely, not to mention anything else, the effect of the holy light of this empty and illusory sword's domineering sword escape technique is really good, I don't want to think about those things Sword immortals with fluttering skirts, they are hard-core and fierce sword lunatics, showing their sharpness "

"The torrential river will never return, and the sword of the great river really deserves its reputation." Only after seeing Liu Bai did Shen Qingyun realize that there is no one worthy of a reputation, and the sword of the great river is not so simple, especially the place chosen for the battle today is still in the river. superior.

Liu Bai crossed his fingers and bowed to salute, Shen Qingyun also saluted with the salute of the fairy sword, but the two did not directly fight after seeing the salute.

Liu Bai raised the sword in his hand: "This sword of mine has collected the best gold from all over the world. I have learned about swords for ten years and cultivated them for ten years. I tempered them at the bottom of the great river with the dark tide. I have the sword style of the great river in my body. I wish it to be called the sword of the great river. Fortunately, he didn't get the word "human world", and now his name is "Sword of Human World"

"The sword of the world? So what step have you taken?" Shen Qingyun couldn't help nodding. Although the Sword of the Great River is powerful, it is only the Sword of the Great River after all.

The most unique thing about Haotian World is not Haotian and Pluto, but the word human world.

Master's power in the world, master Yan Se's human character, and Liu Bai's sword in the world, human power is invincible on some levels.That strange Liu Baihui is the number one master in the world, he who holds the sword of the world is indeed qualified to draw the sword to the sky.

Shen Qingyun opened his palms, and the sword energy whizzed out from his palms, but he didn't draw out the ancient sword of Zhu Xian, but the purple emperor sword seal with the Dao Lei Yin Dao rhyme flowing.

"I take the Xiantian Purple Emperor Thunder Seal as the foundation, and integrate the sword of ruthlessness, the sword of destruction, the sword of awe-inspiring, the sword of ice, the sword of stars, the sword of thunder, and the sword of carelessness, supplemented by immeasurable merits and virtues. As the heart, with the Supreme Heart Sword as the soul, integrating the Talisman Dao and the Sword Dao into one, I call it the Purple Emperor Sword Seal"

The purple emperor sword seal was shocking, and its power was extraordinary, especially the strong thunder that made everyone change color.

Thunder is Tianwei, no one in the world can control such power.

"You don't draw your sword?" Liu Bai's face was a little ugly. He admitted that the Purple Emperor Sword Seal was extremely powerful, but it was by no means Shen Qingyun's trump card, especially when facing the world's number one swordsman, he chose not to draw his sword. Even a little insulting.

"Really crazy"

The corners of Master Yan Se's mouth twitched. It wasn't him who said this, but Yu Lian, the third teacher of the academy, and Jun Mo who was beside him was also holding back his smile. Let's not say anything else, Shen Qingyun is really arrogant .

"My sword is too fierce, if you can receive my seven-style sword seal, I will not be too late to release the sword."

"Madness and ignorance"

Shen Qingyun's original intention was good, as soon as the Zhuxian sword came out, the peerless sword fairy Ziyin could only retreat from the three colors, let alone Liu Bai, and before coming here, the master of the academy gave him a special opinion. Don't use the power beyond this world yourself, on the other hand, let him not use the sword.

Shen Qingyun probably had some guesses about the master's exhortation, most of which was to guard against Haotian, and now is not the time to start a war with him.

Chapter 220 The Peak Showdown

"Okay, okay, okay, then let me see how powerful your seven-style sword art is." Liu Bailian reached the word "Sanshenghao", and the anger in his heart was already hard to suppress. The old Shen Qingyun is still on the point.

However, he also has his pride. Shen Qingyun didn't draw his sword, and he didn't draw his sword. Instead, he drew the sword with his hands behind his back, and only used one finger to represent the sword. However, the power of the Dahe Sword Art has not been reduced by half, and the sword energy is like a surging river.

Facing the overwhelming sword energy, Shen Qingyun smiled, he hadn't encountered such a pure swordsman for a long time, even the real Ziyin couldn't fight with all his strength for many reasons.

Shen Qingyun flew up without dodging or evading, the purple emperor sword seal rose in the wind, and the fleeting sword covered the sky and the sun, only to hear Shen Qingyun's deep voice.

"Nine days of pure cold, thousands of miles of ice crystals, recruit soldiers from the sky, and fall to the earth"

In an instant, the earth was shaken by cold, thousands of miles were flying frost, the new wind was blowing, the sky was cloudy, and Haotian hid his traces.

The seal of the Purple Emperor Sword hangs high above the sky, and countless ice crystals roar towards it, which is a few times more ferocious than sword energy.

Master Yan Se changed color, seven years ago it was this sword that sealed half the city and suppressed Suzaku in Tang Kingdom.

"Look, the big river is frozen!"

There was bursts of exclamation among the crowd. The big river is surging, hundreds of feet wide, and thousands of miles of waves are rolling forward. The stream freezes, and the vast sea becomes a glacier.

People watching the battle on both sides of the strait retreated one after another, and the terrifying cold had spread to the shore.

In the Yanyu Pavilion, Master Yan Se propped up well characters to resist the cold current, and the headmaster on the other side also used apocalyptic magic to prop up a shield. The face under the golden helmet mask was a little bit colder than the current Dahe .

This is true for all the people watching the battle, let alone the sword master Liu Bai who is the center of the confrontation.

Under the cold ice, the great river froze, and the sword intent of the great river also froze for a moment. The sword energy around Liu Bai surged like a rolling wave. After all, the sword energy was not the river water. Roll up the endless sword energy and strangle the ice crystal coefficient of the nine days.

At this moment, Liu Bai no longer had the indifference he had at the beginning, and with one move, there was no nameless karmic fire caused by Shen Qingyun's frivolity just now.

Shen Qingyun is indeed crazy, but he has the ability to be crazy. This sword is rare in the world, at least among the world's masters watching the battle on both sides of the strait, ninety-nine out of ten cannot take it.

"No, I can't go on like this." Liu Bai's sword strangulation seemed sharp, but in fact it was exhausting with Shen Qingyun. The Nine Heavens Ice Crystals are almost endless, but manpower is exhausted. If this goes on like this, he must be the one who loses.

"What a powerful boy, it looks like he's going to be serious." Liu Bai swept his long sword across, and swung 72 swords in an instant, one sword faster than the other, as if the undercurrents under the big river are superimposed on top of each other .

"Liu Bai has drawn his sword." Every move and style of the two touched the hearts of those who watched the battle.

"Dance of the River! It has come to such a critical point." Jiange disciples were all shocked. They practiced the Sword of the River and naturally knew the sword master's tricks, Dance of the River, one of the three ultimate moves of the Sword of the River.

Who would have thought that the two of them just met face to face, and each made a move, and they had already reached the stage of intense heat, and they directly made a killing move.

72 lines of sword energy intersected vertically and horizontally, attacking like a turbulent undercurrent, tearing up the sky, and the condensed ice crystal sword seal of the Purple Emperor Sword Seal was shattered under the violent bombardment of these 72 lines of sword energy.

"Hahahaha, it's the Sword Saint Liu Bai, the Sword of the Great River, not bad"