Chapter 84 The Duel between the Ghost Sword and the Wind Sword

The tone of the ghost swordsman is unusually cold, without any emotion except for the resolute accident.

Feng Canyun was silent for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay, let Feng see the swordsman's sword moves.

The ghost swordsman opened his mouth, and a purple light flashed out, and then turned into a three-foot sword with a gorgeous purple light, which was ingested by the ghost swordsman.

"Ha ha, Xuantian Five elements sword! Why don't you use that Xuantian wooden sword? The wind and clouds smiled.

"In the face of a master like the wind swordsman, a Xuantian wooden sword is by no means an opponent." The ghost swordsman said faintly.

Feng Canyun nodded again, and then the sleeve robe shook gently. A breeze spread, and a pure white three-foot sword appeared in front of him, rolling up a wisp of breeze in mid-air for no reason, and the body of the sword suddenly appeared in the breeze.

"Let's get out of the sword!" Feng Canyun said to the ghost swordsman.

The ghost swordsman held the Xuantian mixed yuan sword and gave a sword salute to Feng Canyun, and Feng Canyun also politely returned a salute.

The test will officially begin.

A magnificent fairy breath emanated from the ghost swordsman and turned into a faint purple glow, like a cloud, spreading around.

In Zixia, the breeze becomes invisible, and all the power of the five elements is turned into nothing. The surrounding fairy spirit quickly integrates into Zixia, making Zixia thicker and thicker, forming a very obvious envelope area. This is the field of the five elements law sacrificed by the ghost swordsman - the field of mixed elements.

At the same time, the ghost swordsman shook the Xuantian mixed sword in his hand. On the body of the sword, there was also a purple light. The divine charm of the sharp sword turned into purple light and integrated with the surrounding purple clouds. In an instant, in the mixed field. The sword spirit is ubiquitous and extraordinary.

The ghost swordsman's mind moved, and the sword spirit suddenly disappeared without a trace. This mixed field has also become very calm. It's just that under the calm appearance, there is a more terrible power.

"A good person's sword is one, so seamless, and the power can't be underestimated!" Feng Canyun praised loudly without hesitation. At the same time, he waved his sleeves, and suddenly the wind roared. The wind is blowing.

And the Xuantian wind sword in front of the wind remnants of the clouds also completely turned into a wisp of breeze at this moment, melted into the surrounding wind, and the sword body completely disappeared.

The wind is the sword, and the sword is the wind. Around the wind and clouds, there is only the breeze and the sword spirit, and there is no sword shape. Obviously, this is also the realm of unity of very smart people's swords.

The ghost swordsman and Feng Canyun did not take action again, but let the purple glow and the breeze sword spirit collide with each other in mid-air.

A windy wind. With the overwhelming sword spirit, the nearby Zixia was blown to piece. Although there were also some Qingfeng sword spirit, which scattered and turned invisible in the Zixia, the speed of Zixia to resolve the Qingfeng sword spirit was far from the trend of Zixia being blown away by the wind.

Zixia was forced back by the festival and quickly shrunk to a size of more than a hundred feet.

In this competition in the field of law, although the power of the five elements of the law can restrain the Qingfeng sword spirit, the magic power of Feng Canyun is obviously much stronger. Relying on the absolute advantage of cultivation, the field of the law of the ghost swordsman. Life is forced to retreat.

If the ghost swordsman does not have other magical power, he can directly admit defeat at this time, because the field of the unity of man and sword is obviously at a disadvantage, and the sword moves are unlikely to gain the upper hand, and Feng Canyun has a strong field to protect the body. Naturally, there is no possibility of a successful sneak attack.

Feng Canyun is not in a hurry to use other means, as if waiting for the ghost swordsman to change.

The purple sword in the ghost swordsman's hand split in the air, and an invisible sword spirit appeared on the edge of the wind sword field out of thin air, tearing open layers of breeze and rowing towards the wind and clouds.

However, this sword spirit was entangled by countless filaments of breeze all the way. Before it was cut in front of the wind and clouds, it stagnated, and its power was also fully resolved, and then it turned into invisible and disappeared.

"Is this a shadowless and invisible ghost sword? It seems that the power is just so-so!" The wind and clouds smiled.

The ghost swordsman didn't say much. The purple sword in his hand kept splitting out, and the speed was getting faster and faster. In the end, it was difficult to see his movements with the naked eye. The purple sword in his hand was also completely turned into a purple light.

The invisible sword spirit tore through layers of breeze and cut the wind and clouds from all directions.

The wind and clouds are still silent, but in his sleeve robe, a large amount of Zhenyuan mana flowed out, turning into wisps of breeze and dissipating around, and the wind suddenly the wind was even more amazing.

The contest between immortals, between hands and feet, contains great power. Those wisps of seemingly weak breeze sword spirit are enough to break through the void and open up the world. If it hadn't been for the special fairy magic array in this Jiange, I'm afraid that under the splashing breeze and sword spirit, it would have turned into powder.

The sword spirit sacrificed by the ghost swordsman is getting denser and denser, and the position is becoming more and more strange, which is really difficult to prevent. However, the wind and sword field of wind and clouds is ubiquitous, protecting the regiments around him. No matter how much sword spirit can be cut, it can be solved one by one

Judging from the scene, it is obvious that Feng Canyun has more advantages, but in his heart, he is extremely surprised.

The outside world only knows that he is a personal disciple of Lord Jianxian, and his strength is not small; but after all, he has been practicing in a low-key way, and has never even participated in the assessment of the immortal class. He is still a scattered immortal, so no one can think that in fact, his strength has reached a very terrible and extremely high

In the field of wind and sword, which he currently uses more than 50% of his mana to block the crazy attack of the ghost swordsman, which is far beyond the expectation of the wind and clouds.

How can a monk who has not been an advanced immortal for a long time have such a strong mana? Even if he is a congenital five-spirit root monk with all five elements, Zhenyuan is generally thicker than that of the same level, but it is so strong.

With this profound mana and the swordsmanship in the hands of the ghost swordsman, I'm afraid that he is qualified to pass the examination of the immortal class and become a real immortal!

The sword in the ghost swordsman's hand is still splitting rapidly. The fairy spirit around him is gradually mobilized by the sword in his hand, and they have also turned into wisps of sword spirit and cut to the wind and clouds.

Under this mobilization, as a result, in an instant, in the whole sword pavilion, the spirit of heaven and earth turned into invisible sword spirit, encircling and suppressing the wind and sword around the wind and clouds.

"He really mastered the realm of the unity of the heavenly sword!" Feng Canyun suddenly felt that the pressure had increased and said in his heart, "However, it is only to mobilize the spirit of heaven and earth and integrate with his own sword. It is just a first glimpse of the threshold of the unity of the heavenly sword, which is still a long way from the real unity of the heavenly sword."

Feng Canyun smiled slightly and pointed repeatedly. The sword tips turned into a breeze and hit around.

Suddenly, in the Sword Pavilion, the breath changed greatly, and the spirit of the fairy turned into a roaring wind for no reason, sweeping away.

The place where the wind reaches has left sharp sword marks everywhere. Thanks to the empty sword pavilion, otherwise all the furnishings will be cut to pieces in the smash in the wind.

It is also the integration of the heavenly sword, and the wind remnant cloud is obviously better. Most of the fairy spirit around it is driven by the wind swordsmanship of the wind remnant cloud, turning into a wild wind sword spirit and counterattacking the ghost swordsman.

Whether it is mana or swordsmanship, Feng Canyun seems to be much higher, but he does not mean to underestimate the other party at all.

He knows very well that hundreds of years ago, the ghost swordsman was just a warrior who had just understood the charm of the sword. Now he has been able to fight with such a situation, which is far beyond his imagination.

Moreover, even if Feng Canyun sacrificed the noble swordsmanship of the unity of the heavenly sword, the ghost swordsman did not admit defeat, and there seemed to be other means.

Sure enough, the ghost swordsman opened his mouth and sprayed, and several spiritual lights of different colors came out and fell in front of the ghost swordsman, turning into a sword with different attributes.

"Gold, wood, water, fire, earth! He has all five elements of swords. He is going to arrange the sword array!" The wind and clouds were slightly shocked again.

In fact, it's not just him. Old Mei and Qinxin Fairy, who watched the battle in the corner of the Sword Pavilion and disguised their identity, were also looking forward to it.

The ghost swordsman's array is extremely skillful. Between ten fingers, it is almost just a blink of an eye. The five five-eword swords, together with the Xuantian mixed Yuan Sword, stimulated all kinds of sword light, connected with each other, and suddenly disappeared.

Immediately, countless five-color spiritual light emerged from the purple glow around the ghost swordsman. Each spiritual light constantly transformed into wisps of invisible sword spirit, cutting out all around, facing the overwhelming wind sword spirit.

After the Xuantian five elements sword array was released, the power of the five elements law sacrificed by the ghost swordsman greatly increased.

"Sure enough, there are some shadows of the nine sword array of immortals." Feng Canyun said secretly, "It must have taken a lot of effort to create this set of sword arrays."

Old man Mei thought that the Huntian Sanxian was originally the controller of the Qiankun Fairy Sword originally set, but fell into the lower world with the Kyushu Fairy King. Now it is Zhao Di, the ghost swordsman in front of him, who has obtained the true biography of the scattered immortals, and has also become the owner of the Qiankun immortal sword. It seems that Zhao Di is destined to control this sword.

"Your swordsmanship is good! Especially this sword array!" Feng Canyun nodded and said solemnly, "However, Feng's real strength has not been displayed. Next, Feng is going to display some real powerful magic powers, so that you can know the gap! Why do I want to take the fairy sword from you? It's not that I want to target you, but because your strength is not enough to control the fairy sword!"

With that, the breath of the wind and clouds changed in an instant, and the roaring wind around him stopped in an instant. The Xuantian wind sword, which had turned into a breeze sword and disappeared, once again appeared in front of the wind and clouds.

"Puff!" With a flick of the wind and clouds, a fierce strong wind shot out and hit into the Xuantian wind sword.

"Bun!" With a sound, the wind sword could not withstand the power contained in it and burst on the spot.

(First update)