"Ha! The two remnants of the Shenlong Sect could not have imagined that they would be so lucky and survive the disaster, and their cultivation would have improved by leaps and bounds! However, today your good luck ends here!"

The old sword saint looked cold and pulled out the sword behind him.

He is a king-level sword.

The sword body was like snow, and there were rays of cold light.

When the old sword saint held the sword in his hand, the air around him suddenly became solemn.

It seemed that there were countless tiny sword energy slowly brewing in the air.

The temperature suddenly dropped.

The disciples of the Sword God Sect around him watched the old sword saint draw out the sword, and all of them showed a fanatical expression on their faces.

The old sword saint, the spiritual monument of the Sword God Sect.

It is the god in the minds of all disciples.

Ye Yun sat in the carriage, quietly watching what was happening in front of him, with a calm expression.

This old sword saint has indeed unique achievements in swordsmanship.

For Jun Moxiao and Luo Li, it should be a difficult battle.

But that's fine.

It is also a kind of tempering.

After all, both of them have been stuck at the tenth level of the God-Sculpture Realm.

If there is an old sword saint who is a training student and tempers it well, I believe it will be of great benefit to them breaking through the Divine Bridge Realm.

I heard the old sword saint's words.

Jun Moxiao's eyes were red, his body trembled slightly, and he spat and cursed with excitement.

"I'm old, it's really your fault!"

"The little remnant of the Shenlong Sect, how dare you scold me?"

The old sword saint was so angry that he burst into smoke from his seven orifices after hearing Jun Moxiao's words.

A sword slashed at him.

This sword energy was shocking, and it flashed for only a moment in the void and then arrived in front of Jun Moxiao.

Jun Moxiao was suddenly shocked.

The old sword saint was so fast that he drew his sword.

If he were not a strong man at the peak of the tenth level of the God-Sculpture Realm, he would probably not even have the chance to draw his sword.

In a hurry, Jun Moxiao slashed out with a sword, and at the same time he launched the Shenlong Jiu transformation technique.

Two swords collided.

Jun Moxiao was shocked by a huge force.

After several phantoms turned into the air and removed all the power, Jun Moxiao fell to the ground.

His shoulders swayed slightly, and blood was soaked in the corner of his mouth.

It was just the first time that Jun Moxiao was slightly injured.

"Junior brother, it doesn't matter, are you?"

Seeing this, Luo Li rushed over.

Jun Moxiao wiped the blood at the corner of his mouth and shook his head.

"Senior sister, this old thing is very powerful, we must be careful."

Luo Li nodded solemnly.

Compared to Jun Moxiao, her strength is three points weaker.

If you really want to face this old sword saint, if you actually take the next move, you may be more injured.

However, the two people's strongest unique skills are not swordsmanship, but body skills.

For many years, they have been on the run, and the divine dragon nine transformations of the two men have reached an extremely high level, coupled with the guidance of their ancestors.

It can be said that the nine transformations of the Divine Dragon are more accomplished than the Divine Dragon Sword Technique.

"I am worthy of being a master. The boy vomited blood as soon as he took action."

Seeing Jun Moxiao being hurt, Zhao Wuji felt secretly happy.

The master, the sword saint, was invincible in the Guyue Dynasty a hundred years ago. He had no rivals at the same level, and could even kill people beyond the level.

"The ancestor, invincible in the world!"

"Just one sword, the boy was injured."

"Too strong!"

The disciples of the Sword God Sect next to him all showed a fanatical look in their eyes.

This boy...

Very strong body!

Unlike the disciples of the Sword God Sect, the old Sword Saint was shocked.

His sword used half of its strength.

But I didn't expect it.

The boy opposite only had a thread of blood seeping out of the corner of his mouth.

This is completely different from what he imagined.

In the heart of the old sword saint, even if this sword cannot kill the young man, it will at least be seriously injured or fall to the ground.

But the result was a little bit of a minor injury.

The old sword saint took two steps forward, waved the sword in his hand, and two consecutive stern sword lights came through the air.

Luo Li and Jun Moxiao have been prepared for a long time.

The moment the old sword saint acted, the Shenlong Jiu transformed the technique.

The two of them turned into more than a dozen phantoms of the divine dragons and swam in the air, barely avoiding the killing attack of the old sword saint.

"The body techniques of these two remnants... are amazing!"

The old sword saint was also a person who knew the goods, so he couldn't help but nod.

He suddenly remembered that some of the people sent out were stronger than the remnants of the Shenlong Sect, but it was difficult to catch them.

This is thanks to the unique body technique of the Shenlong Sect.

When the old sword saint thought of this, he smiled gloomyly and suddenly drew a phantom. The sword move was like a river of the Yangtze River, surging endlessly, attacking the two people.

In the air, the three began to fight.

Although the old sword saint is very good at body skills, it is slightly lower than the Nine Changes of the Divine Dragons of the Divine Dragon Sect.

He activated his body movement just to catch up with the rhythm of the two people. His real killer move was the sword in his hand.

Sword lights sped from all directions.

Luo Li and Jun Moxiao avoided and fought back.

When each sword light meets each other, both of them have an electric shock like being struck by lightning.

Just over a dozen moves.

Luo Li and Jun Moxiao suffered varying degrees of trauma, and several mouthfuls of blood had already spurted out of their mouths.

Especially Luo Li, she had already been hit by a sword.

A narrow wound was cut on her left shoulder.

Ye Yun observed the battle, and Gu Jing Wubo's face was not moved at all.

Then, he gently put his hands into the void.

The aura of the robes on the two of them suddenly surged, and they suddenly reached the emperor level.

At the same time, the two swords also reached the emperor level.

The breath of the emperor-level treasure permeated the air. The old sword saint who was attacking couldn't help but be stunned, with a fiery gaze in his eyes.

These two little guys are indeed lucky.

The robe on his body and the sword in his hand were actually both emperor-level, but his breath was covered.

The old sword saint didn't care about the robe. The key was the two swords in the hands of Luo Li and Jun Moxiao.

These two swords released powerful imperial aura, making it difficult for the old sword saint to control himself.

He has been immersed in swordsmanship for many years, and the sword he possesses is just the best in the king level.
To be continued...