Chapter 299 Three Swords

The snow and wind outside were so fierce that they gradually confused people's eyes. When the people from all factions saw him coming out, they were all refreshed. He landed under the "No. 1 in the World" Fengyun Monument and looked at the people in front of him without a trace of fear in his eyes.

"Little friend Xiao, are you ready?"

The purple-clothed old man named Xu Ling had cold eyes. When he spoke, he slowly sacrificed a fairy sword. Purple air was lingering on the sword tip, which was obviously an extraordinary product.

Xiao Chen remained silent and slowly sacrificed the "Hanxi Sword" from his sleeve. Looking at the two words "Hanxi" on the hilt, he didn't expect that the owner of Cangjian Villa had already chosen a sword for him.

Although this Hanxi Sword is not a peerless sword, and it is not as good as the fairy swords like Chongxiao and Jingzhe, the coldness on the sword at this time is very consistent with his mood at the moment. The wind is whistling and the Yishui River is cold.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng!"

There was a loud noise in the snow and wind, and hundreds of people nearby sacrificed their immortal swords. Looking at the chaotic sword light and snow, Xiao Chen remained silent from beginning to end. It was the first time that Han Xi Sword was used by him. At this moment, it seemed to resonate with its master. While exuding cold air, it also made a slight sound of sword ringing.

More and more people in the distance sacrificed their immortal swords, holding their breath and concentrating in silence. Although they wanted to kill Xiao Chen this time to avenge their dead fellow disciples, in their hearts, they had to admire this young man. He knew that there were millions of people who wanted to kill him, but he still came to Zhongyue Peak today to make a break with everyone.

The people of various sects had already thought it through. If he died here today, it would be his good fortune. If he left alive today, it would also be his good fortune. From now on, the various sects would not seek revenge on him for what happened four years ago.

But today, he could not leave this place, at least the people of various sects present thought so.

"I will only use three swords. After three swords, whether you live or die depends on your luck." Xu Ling took the purple sword in his hand, looked at Xiao Chen, and said slowly.

At this moment, everyone held their breath and remained silent. They knew that Xu Ling's three swords must be extraordinary. Even if Xiao Yichen caught the three swords, if he was injured, he would not be able to resist the attacks of the others. So he had to take the three swords without injury, but it was difficult to take Xu Ling's three swords without injury.

"Mr. Xu... please draw your sword."

Xiao Chen also slowly picked up the Hanxi sword in his hand, and his eyes fell on Xu Ling opposite him. This person has at least 450 years of Taoism. It is impossible to kill him with more than 400 years of Taoism, but these three swords must be extraordinary.

"The first sword, the sword of delusion!"

Xu Ling shouted, holding the sword in his right hand, and putting two fingers of his left hand together, gathering the true essence on the sword tip, and the sword energy suddenly increased countless times, knocking away the snow within a radius of 100 feet.

Everyone nearby was choked. What a strong sword!

I saw the sword light of a hundred feet slashing towards Xiao Chen in an instant. The powerful sword energy was suffocating. Before the sword arrived, the sword wind had instantly covered Xiao Chen's whole body. He could not avoid it or dodge it. There was no room for maneuver!

Sure enough, this sword was more than four hundred years of practice. Xiao Chen did not hesitate. The Nine Yin and Nine Yang Mysterious Art in his body started to work in an instant, and several red-red mysterious lights condensed around his body in an instant.

As Xu Ling slashed with a sword, the mysterious light condensed by the Nine Yin and Nine Yang Mysterious Art gathered on the edge of his sword. He blocked it with a sword. There was a loud "clang" sound. The two swords collided, shaking the nearby ice and snow pieces flying. Everyone was choked suddenly and kept retreating.

It was hard to believe that he could catch Xu Ling's first sword "Wan Jian" so easily. Just now, several red-red mysterious lights condensed on his body. What kind of skill was that?

Little did he know that the Nine Yin and Nine Yang Mysterious Art was the essence of Xiao Cangtian's lifelong practice, and it was not an ordinary art. It was just that Xiao Chen had always put this peerless magic art aside and never studied it seriously. It was not until he was hit by the "Three Days Heart-Eating Poison" of Yinshan Sect in the Xianbei Ancient Realm that he realized the essence and began to practice it seriously.

This set of art secrets is divided into "Nine Yin" and "Nine Yang". Nine Yang is the most rigid. When it is activated, as long as the skill is sufficient, even ordinary iron can be transformed into a magic weapon. Even an ordinary palm and sword will increase its power countless times, and its defense as stable as Mount Tai is beyond doubt.

And Nine Yin is the most soft, and it can also attack the world's strongest. When it is activated, as long as the skill is sufficient, even if the opponent holds a magic weapon, it can be broken inch by inch. When he killed Tang Yu with one finger, he condensed the power of Nine Yin at his fingertips, attacking all the strong things in the world, and nothing can be broken, so he killed Tang Yu with one finger.

If the Nine Yin and Nine Yang are perfectly integrated, the power will be even more terrifying. Even Xiao Cangtian back then could not use it freely every time, and it is even more difficult for Xiao Chen to master it now.

At this moment, the mountaintop was covered with flying snow. Xu Ling saw that he had blocked his first sword, his eyes fixed, and the second sword was instantly launched. "Second sword, shocking sword!"

This sword was even more powerful. Four hundred-foot sword qi suddenly appeared in the void, slashing towards Xiao Chen from four directions. Each sword qi was countless times stronger than the "false sword" just now. Before the sword qi fell, the entire mountaintop seemed to tremble.

Facing such a terrifying sword qi, Xiao Chen did not hesitate. In an instant, the Nine Yin and Nine Yang Mysterious Art in his body began to operate crazily, and a layer of red true qi instantly condensed around his body.

As the four sword qi approached, Han Xi's sword suddenly glowed with cold light. There was a loud "rumbling" sound, and the snow within a hundred feet was blown up. Everyone immediately couldn't see clearly what was going on inside. When the ice and snow dispersed, Xiao Chen was seen standing still, while Xu Ling also retreated.

"he……"

It was unimaginable that he had successfully resisted the four sword energies that were so powerful just now.

"And the last sword..."

At this moment, Xu Ling's eyes became sharp, but this time, instead of seeing him draw the sword like before, he was holding the sword in his right hand, and two fingers of his left hand slowly wiped across the blade, leaving a trace Red blood stains.

"this……"

Many people felt suffocated. At this moment, they clearly felt a very heavy murderous aura from the sword, but that murderous aura came from the heart of the sword. This was...

"The third sword... the killing sword!"

Xu Ling's eyes sharpened, and he drew his sword in an instant. At that moment, the ice and snow flying in the sky seemed to resonate with the murderous aura on the sword, and actually turned into sword aura. Every piece of ice and snow within a radius of several hundred feet was like a sword aura. It turned into a sword energy full of murderous intent, layer upon layer, densely packed, overwhelming!

At this moment, many people exclaimed, "This is... a sword with murderous intent!"