The nine swords came out together, and there was a "crackling" sound on the top of the mountain. It was because the air was affected by Jian Jiuge's sword energy and turned into countless small sword glows.
The swords in the hands of other sword cultivators even hummed and vibrated.
It seems that the nine swords of Jian Jiuge are the king of swords, and other people's swords must be surrendered.
The other chiefs of the true biography also had solemn expressions.
Jian Jiuge's Jiuli sword is all out of its sheath, which means that he is going to do it for real.
Nine swords, hanging high in the sky, pointed at Li Wenchan.
"I thought that the one who could force out my Nine Swords would be the head of the true biography of other immortal sects. I didn't expect it to be you. I hope you don't let me down!"
Jian Jiuge's hair was flying, and his hair was as straight as a sword. He pinched the formula, "Go!"
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The nine swords lined up, turned into nine beams of light, rushed out at the same time, and the turbulent sword energy rushed towards the face like a raging wave.
Shang was still hundreds of meters away, but that fierce sword energy seemed to tear everything apart, unstoppable.
"That's what makes sense."
Li Wenchan stood proudly in the void, his eyes sparkling with light.
He specially asked the ghoul Taoist to come to the paper-cutting method to become an adult, isn't it just to fight to the fullest and experience the strength of these arrogances?
Now that the sword, nine songs and nine swords are coming out together, the power is extremely powerful, and finally he has some fighting spirit.
"Swordsmanship, I can do it too."
He reached out and grabbed it.
With a bang, a sword flew out and fell into his hand.
"Damn it, this is my sword."
It was the saber of a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and his expression changed drastically as he watched his favorite sword, which he had practiced for many years, fall into Li Wenchan's hands.
For a sword cultivator, the sword is no less than his own life. The sword is in the presence of people, and the sword is dead. Now that the sword is taken away, he is so angry that he wants to vomit blood.
And the others were also surprised when they saw his hand.
From a hundred steps away, seizing weapons, especially sword cultivators, is not something that anyone can do.
"What an arrogant guy, he dared to use a sword against Jian Jiuge. Isn't this a trick of the gang and seeking his own death?"
"Jian Jiuge's Jiuli Sword is made of Wannian black iron, which is extremely tough. Especially when it is refined, it has introduced Jiutian Xuanlei and Earth Center Lihuo, which makes the Jiuli Sword even sharper. On the first floor, he uses an ordinary sword to fight, and he is afraid that the sword will break the person and die if he touches it."
The nine swords of Jian Jiuge are the top swords. The sword that Li Wenchan took casually is far inferior to the Jiuli Sword in terms of quality. How can it be rivaled?
However, Li Wenchan was full of confidence.
In fact, he himself has a set of Big Dipper Sword.
However, under his refinement, that set of sword array has been transformed several times, and now it is so powerful that it can easily kill heaven and man. If it is used to deal with Jian Jiuge, it will be overkill.
At this time, the Jiuli Sword flew over, each sword had the power to kill the king, and the nine swords came out together, like nine true disciples striking at the same time.
"Small tricks."
Li Wenchan took the sword he had just seized and cut it down lightly.
His sword couldn't be more casual.
But I saw a hair-thin sword energy sweeping away, like a golden thread, extremely sharp, cutting gold and iron.
clang clang clang¡ª¡ª
Following the clear and crisp sounds, I saw that the Jiuli sword was chopped off instantly when it touched the hair-like sword energy, and the light on the sword dimmed a little, as if it was damaged.
"How can it be?"
Everyone was shocked and couldn't believe it.
"The way of sword repair lies in the person who uses it, not the weapon itself."
Li Wenchan said lightly.
In fact, this principle can be used by anyone, a strong person makes a strong weapon, just like a master of martial arts who can hurt people by picking flowers and flying leaves.
But at their level, the strength is almost the same, it is impossible for there to be such a huge gap.
Unless Li Wenchan's swordsmanship has completely surpassed Jian Jiuge.
Where did this evildoer come from?
You must know that Jian Jiuge is called the Little Sword Immortal, and he is a peerless genius born once in a thousand years in the Tianjianzong. After leaving the customs, he was accepted as a closed disciple.
It can be said that he is a natural swordsman, born for the sword.
His swordsmanship did not disappoint, the swordsmanship is superb, and almost any swordsmanship in his hands isOnce you learn it, there is no bottleneck at all.
An ordinary swordsman can control one sword, but he can control nine swords. Among the younger generation of Tianjianzong, he unleashes all nine swords and is invincible.
But now it was cracked by someone with a sword, which is simply terrifying.
"Sword Qi condenses!"
Jian Jiuge's expression was dignified, and he spit out every word.
Sword Qi Ningsi, this is the legendary superior swordsmanship, invincible, everything can not be cut!
It is naturally no small matter to compress the sword energy to the limit and concentrate its power.
But if you want to achieve the sword qi condensing silk, even heaven and man may not be able to do it. In the Tianjianzong, there are no more than one palm who can reach this level.
"Excellent, I will come to meet you for a while!"
A figure stepped out, and the void around his body twisted. It was Xia Yu from Void Mountain, and he was happy to see Liexin.
And on the left and right, there were three people who also stood up together.
A man with a majestic bearing and torch-like eyes is Fang Yun who has transformed into a fairy sect.
There is another one with a heavy breath and a strong glow on the skin of his body. He is the chief of the Giant Spirit Sect, Gao Changtian.
The last person, with azure blue flames burning all over his body, but the flames released an extremely cold breath, was Piaoxuege Liu Piaoling.
At the same time, the heads of the four great immortal sects all became interested in Li Wenchan.
"You are indeed qualified to stand on Tianlan Mountain and compete with us."
Fang Yun of Yuhua Xianmen's eyes was full of fighting spirit, and he recognized Li Wenchan's strength, "Among us, you can choose one."
These chiefs of the true biography, all of them are dragons, almost invincible among their peers, so they naturally disdain to besiege Li Wenchan.
"Everyone, my battle with him is not over yet."
Jian Jiuge snorted angrily, his fighting spirit became stronger, and his whole body seemed to turn into a sword.
"Brother Jian, don't be impatient, let's see how he chooses. If he still wants to fight with you, then we can only give in."
Xia Yu smiled and said with arrogance.
All of them are very proud, and they are all eager for opponents, and they don't want to miss a strong man like Li Wenchan.
Many eyes also looked at Li Wenchan, wondering how Li Wenchan would make a choice?
None of the true masters of the five great immortal sects is easy to provoke. Even Jian Jiuge, who lost a move just now, still has his trump card yet to explode.
"You five, let's go together."
Unexpectedly, Li Wenchan stood with his hands behind his back and uttered wild words.
"Bold!"
At this moment, the chiefs of the five great immortal sects were all furious. They are all arrogance, who dares to be so arrogant, with few enemies and many enemies? It's almost contemptuous of them.
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