Yuan Nanlan cut down with one sword, which was an angry sword. The rage was like fire, and the blade was like fire, so it was a must-kill sword.

Since he practiced martial arts, the first person in front of him has made him have such a great murderous idea, and the first person to anger him to such an extent.

It was not because of this person scolding or humiliating, but because this person never looked at him from beginning to end.

When did Yuan Nanlan be so despised from childhood to adulthood?

It seems that only the uncle on the third floor can attract this person's attention, and this person's attitude seems to have shown that only the uncle on the third floor is his opponent.

"die!"

A fury knife came with a roar.

After that knife, Li Chi took his eyes back from the third floor.

The knife had already reached not far in front of Li Chi. Li Chi only reacted at this moment, and his mysterious sword was pulled out from behind...

Since fighting fiercely with the Black Warriors in the Northern Xinjiang, Li Chi has not used his mysterious sword for a long time.

After all, in the Central Plains, there are not many people worthy of Li Chi's use of the Xuan Dao, and there are not many people worthy of him use of the Xuan Dao.

A sound of it!

Li Chi's sword came first, knocking Nanlan's long sword in the air. The moment the two swords collided, the huge force shocked Nanlan's wrists so much that they were extremely sour.

"How dare you?!"

Nan Lan was forced back by Li Chi with a knife, and her eyes were even more angry.

"My knife has the power of thousands of years of inheritance, how can you stop it?"

Nanlan's second sword fell, making him even more domineering.

Perhaps because of this domineering, Li Chi avoided this sword instead of taking it in a head-on manner. He stepped out and cut a straight line wherever the sword passed. The door panel behind Li Chi broke down.

"My sword not only has the power of thousands of years of inheritance, but also the power of blessing from the supreme and noble bloodline. How can you stop it?!"

Nanlan's third sword came to Li Chi again. He was very fast in his body. After Li Chi avoided it, he followed him like a shadow.

On the third floor, Yuan saw that he was still standing with his hands behind his back, and stood there watching Nalan attack the man in black.

These three swords were indeed extremely powerful. After seeing them, even Yuan Jianli nodded slightly and had some appreciation in his eyes.

The young generation of the Holy Sword Sect, if you want to say that the most talented one is the third brother. His sword is already a little out of the world, but he left without a trace.

The most conceited person is the old Si Yuan Nanlan. He has pure blood and acts ruthlessly. The sect leader likes him quite a lot.

These three swords allowed Yuan Jianli to see the potential of the younger generation and the future of the Holy Sword Sect.

Although the power of these three swords is far worse than Yuan Jianli himself, after all, people like him are just this family without any semicolons.

His conceit is that he didn't know when he looked at it too long ago, but no one has reached his height for three hundred years.

The second sword that the man in black avoided seemed a pity to Yuan Jianli. If the man in black still took the second sword, he would not be able to handle it.

But the third sword is even more powerful!

Yuan Jianli's eyes revealed a little appreciation.

But at this moment, he saw the man in black move.

Li Chi deliberately did not take the second sword, just to see more changes in Nanlan's sword technique.

The more you see, the more sure you will be in the next decisive battle. After all, Nanlan's sword skills are in line with that junior uncle.

After seeing the second knife, Li Chi felt that it was meaningless.

It’s not that the sword technique seems boring, but that Nanlan seems boring. His sword level is like this, so it’s useless to look at it again.

So Li Chi's sword came forward, but it was not the blade against the blade.

The moment Li Chi used his sword, Yuan Jianli's eyes suddenly opened wide on the third floor. He let out a low voice, and the man jumped down from the third floor.

But he was still slow,

After all, the distance is too far.

Li Chi used the knife to move the tip down, and with the handle of the knife upward, blocking Nanlan's third knife with the handle.

Li Chi's hilt was also made of black iron, and his hilt was made of one, and the predecessor of this sword was also the treasure of Zhou Shi.

The handle of the knife was upwards, and Nanlan's long sword fell down. With a sound, it was slashed on the handle of the knife, and sparks flew everywhere!

Li Chi used the hilt to block the knife. At this time, the mysterious sword in his hand was facing upwards, with the knife facing himself, and the blade facing Nanlan.

While catching the knife, Li Chi pushed forward with his left hand on the back of the knife, and his mysterious sword immediately slashed forward.

From the tip of the knife to the tip of the knife, the mysterious sword drew a dazzling semicircle of light in the air.

It's like a crescent moon landing on earth.

The blade cuts into the bottom of Nanlan's lower abdomen and cuts out from the top of her head, and a semi-circular light flashes by.

Nanlan's body was cut open, and after a moment, her body fell down left and right.

Li Chi took a step back, looked at the two corpses that landed on the ground, and responded in a plain tone.

"Your sword technique has a thousand-year heritage, and what blessings are there with supreme and noble blood...but is there a thousand people on your sword?"

Li Chi looked at the corpse and said lightly: "You don't have it, I have it."

What is the blessing of your sword with a thousand-year heritage and noble bloodline, and my sword is blessed with the blood of the most powerful enemy.

You are inheriting the power of supreme bloodline, and I... are supreme bloodline.

Not to mention anything else, I just say that Li Chi fought with the black warriors in the northern border. During the seven or eight months of fighting, how much blood did Li Chi drink on his mysterious sword?

Two corpses fell to the ground, one of them twitched a few times unwillingly, but it seemed even more bloody and cruel.

Yuan Jianli flew down from a high place, and he was also looking at the corpse on the ground, with blood appearing in his eyes.

Nanlan is a disciple his senior brother likes very much. If the third brother cannot be found, he should train him well. In the future, Nanlan may be the next leader of the Holy Sword Sect.

Yuan Jianli's eyes left Nanlan's body and fell on Li Chi's face.

"You're here to kill someone?"

Yuan Jianli asked.

His voice still sounded without any emotional ups and downs, but that was because he was suppressing the anger that was about to explode.

Li Chi replied: "No, I'm here to see you."

Yuan Jianli shouted loudly: "Rareless!"

Take one step forward.

This step came to Li Chi, and the speed was so fast that it exceeded any enemy Li Chi had encountered.

When Li Chi came to this step, Li Chi had no time to stand up the mysterious sword in front of him.

This is the experience summarized by Li Chi through countless life-and-death struggles. His body's reaction has reached a natural point. Looking at the whole world, there are very few people who have experienced more than him.

With a sound, Yuan saw the index finger and middle finger of Li Chi's right hand pointing on Li Chi's mysterious sword. Li Chi's body was shocked by the bursting force of the tide.

With Li Chi's horse stance, he couldn't even grow a root. The soles of his feet slid over the road, and the soles of his feet quickly felt a sense of heat.

The power of these two fingers not only shocked Li Chi, but also caused a stream of blood to churn in Li Chi's chest and abdomen.

But Li Chi smiled: "Is the Holy Sword Sect? But that's it."

Yuan Jianli stepped over again and slapped Li Chi's heart with a palm. Li Chi held the hilt in his right hand, grabbed the tip of the knife with his left hand, grabbed the knife with both hands, and pushed the blade outward towards Yuan Jianli's palm.

Yuan Jianli could naturally see that Li Chidao was of extraordinary quality, so when he was halfway through his palm, his palm raised upwards and his palm turned to slap down...

A snap!

Yuan saw Li slapped Li Chidao with a palm, and Li Chi immediately felt a huge force that was almost unstoppable and instantly climbed up his arms.

"Retreat!"

Yuan Jianli shouted softly.

With his conceit, he naturally believed that this palm was enough to knock the long knife in the man in black to the ground.

"You deserve it too?"

Li Chi responded, and he took it down. Although his body was pressed down and a pain came from his shoulders, his knife didn't take off his hand.

This feeling was like his body was tied to a big tree, and his arms were tied by ropes, and the other end of the two ropes was connected to a war horse.

Then the two war horses exerted force at the same time and suddenly ran forward wildly. The tied arms were instantly pulled up by the rope.

If anyone else was replaced by it, it would be impossible for him to hold down the power of this palm.

Li Chi raised his knee up, hitting his knee on the knife and hitting it up, taking advantage of the momentum to slash Yuan Jianli's heart.

Yuan Jianli didn't expect that his opponent would still have the strength to fight back.

This knife forced Yuan Jianli back, and the cold light on the blade seemed to be lightning filled with the power of ice, making people feel that their pores were instantly opened.

When Yuan Jianli floated backward, his long hair flew up, and this knife cut off a strand of the long hair floating in front of him.

"You are bold!"
To be continued...