Chapter 21 The Secret of Xuan-level Skills (please collect it)

"The king of the first in the Wucheng list and the negative swordsman in the ninth in the Wucheng list!"

Spanning thousands of meters away, a sword and a knife floated on the sky on both sides. The cold wind swept through it. The negative swordsman looked calm and his fighting spirit was high. His eyes looked straight, but it was completely condensed on the body of the king. And being pulled by the negative swordsman, the king's face at this moment was also extremely solemn, with a faint surprise in his eyes.

Xiaoyao stood in the front of the crowd, with a solemn look and whispered in his ear.

"I've seen a negative swordsman."

"But how can the two of them be so strong?" Xiaoyao's eyes were fixed in front of him. At this moment, the strength shown by the negative swordsman and the king of heaven completely exceeded Xiaoyao's imagination. It is difficult for him to understand why the air and mysterious qi alone can cause such a big fluctuation, even the pressure that made him feel oppressed before.

"That's a mysterious skill!"

Ling Tian said in a low voice: "The Xuan-level skill has long had a spiritual surname, which can evolve itself, turn the spirit into the world, and has all kinds of incredible effects. I didn't expect it... I didn't expect it!"

"Originally, the king of heaven was able to establish the name of the first strong man in the martial arts because Tianyu tried his best to find a mysterious skill for him, so that his strength far exceeded that of other masters on the Wucheng list. But... how on earth did the negative swordsman get the Xuan-level skill? It's just in line with his swordsmanship!"

Ling Tian's tone was full of unwillingness, and his eyes stared at the negative swordsman thousands of meters away.

"Xuan-level skill?!"

Xiaoyao was stunned.

He suddenly remembered the Jinghong swordsmanship in his storage ring, which is also a mysterious skill! If you practice it yourself, will the effect be different? Can you even catch up with the negative swordsman and the king of heaven at this moment? And... Xiaoyao turned his head slightly and looked at Ling Tian. If he hadn't told himself, I'm afraid he would only find this change until he really practiced the Xuan-level skills. And this undoubtedly shows that there are still many things in the big fantasy that you can't understand.

The rivers and lakes are as deep as the ocean.

"King of Heaven!"

"In the battle before March, I almost lost a move!"

"Two months ago, I was defeated by you in three moves because you got the mysterious skill!"

"Now... it's the third time!"

The negative swordsman looked calm, his fighting spirit rose to the sky, and his eyes were like a king standing with a blood knife. The low voice spread all over the top of Shangwu Mountain: "As long as you can take my sword, I will be defeated!"

"A sword? It seems that you are very confident!"

The white robe swayed in the wind and snow. The king's face was calm, and his hands were behind his back. He smiled and said, "The negative swordsman, to be honest, you are the one that interests me the most in the whole Wucheng list. I hope you won't let me down today. Today, I won't hold it. I think you will do the same.

"What do you think?"

The negative swordsman asked calmly, the right hand holding the sword slowly raised, and the tip of the sword pointed to the place where the king was.

In a while.

The wind and clouds surged over the head of the negative swordsman, and a large area of sword spirit swept up crazily, and the roaring sound resounded. A 100-meter giant sword similar to the long sword in his hand suddenly appeared from the void, and countless swords around it began to converge and rush into it, finally forming a sword spirit that was still extremely sharp even if it was looked at with the naked eye.

"My move is called 'Death Sword'"

The negative swordsman looked up at the sky and watched the raging sword spirit dance in the air, as if the voice sounded around.

"Death sword?!"

The sky's pupils tightened, and his eyes were fixed on the giant sword. His fur was erected all over his body. He slowly raised his right hand behind him and took off a long knife tied to the back of his body and held it in his hand. He nod slightly and fell on the sword. The long knife in his hand slowly raised and said in a low voice, "Come on!"

The snow swept across the sky, but it could not cover the two pieces of the spirit of the sword. Tens of thousands of players at the top level in the martial arts looked at the area where the two were fighting with a frightened look. Within a thousand meters of them, they had already been emptied. All of them looked at it from afar and did not dare to disturb them.

This battle.

is the peak battle in the martial arts.

is also a lone swordsman, the negative swordsman and the first master of the heavenly realm, which is the life-and-death battle of the king of the first master of the martial arts.

Who wins? Who loses?

No one has an answer.

At this moment, both Xiaoyao and the eyes of many leaders of the forces fell on the negative swordsman and the king of heaven. Looking at them staring at each other, their breath collided for a while.

"The spirit!"

Xiaoyao looked at the performance of the two people, and his face finally showed solemnity. He muttered to himself in a low voice, saying something that others could not speak clearly, and then he closed his eyes slightly: "Yes, it's this feeling. I can feel that their breath is constantly colliding invisibly, and the sky is huge. The physical sword is the carrier of their breath, and they are relying on this to fight for two people.

Unconsciously, a faint light also appeared on Xiaoyao's body, as if a gust of wind could be blown away. This fluctuation was like the vegetation swaying in the spring breeze, free and at will. Xiaoyao also didn't know the change of this moment. He just kept feeling the strong fighting consciousness of the negative swordsman and the king, and subconsciously approaching.

Boom!!

Above the sky, the roar is rolling.

"Who?!"

"Who is it?!"

The swordsman and the king were suddenly shocked, and they nod and suddenly looked around, with their eyes full of shock. In the right talent, they all caught a seemingly weak but tenacious force, which directly rushed into the battle range of the spirit of the two of them, and even reached the most violent area at the core, which made them shocked them every time they found.

They looked around, and the players around them looked at them doubtfully and didn't understand why they were like this.

"Master!"

"King of Heaven, it seems that we can't fight today." The swordsman withdrew his sight disappointedly. Without the interference of the mysterious man, when their spirit was raised to the biggest moment, it would be the moment when they finally took action. But now, the will to fight in their hearts has dissipated because of the doubts and fluctuations in their hearts, and it is impossible to fight again.

"Next time, there will be a chance!"

The king smiled, his face remained calm, and his heart was also full of wind and clouds.

"Who the hell is it?"

He looked around, and faces appeared in front of him, but he couldn't find the whereabouts of the mysterious man at all. He shook his head slightly, but his heart was covered with a shadow.

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

"..."

The strong people around them looked at the Heavenly King and the negative swordsmen with puzzled faces. They didn't know why they said so, but with a sound of system prompts exploded in the ears of many strong people, their faces changed greatly, and they didn't care about them. A loud shout kept coming out of their mouths, and then madly spread to tens of thousands of people.

"Go!"

"Floose Yanpo, the tomb of the living dead opens!"

Dozens of people looked solemn and jumped on the stone pillar above the square.

In the core area, Ling Tian also had three men standing proudly in the center. Their eyes looked down at tens of thousands of people below, and the low voice came out of Ling Tian's mouth.

"Everyone."

"The sect mission has been carried out until now, and it has finally reached the last step. The efforts of the past few months will eventually be rewarded. As long as the sect is opened, the martial arts will change because of us. If it can be opened early, we can even get a higher-level sect stationed in the martial arts."

Ling Tian shouted, "This is a major event related to the whole martial arts. I hope everyone will go all out in the next time!! No matter what the enmity between you is, I, Ling Tian, and the capital of many forces, hope to stay until the end of this matter. If we find out who is in the way, then don't blame Ling Tiange for being rude!"

"I am also the ninth heaven!"

"I am also in the heavenly realm!"

"It's also my full moon!"

"I..."

Ling Tian's words fell, and dozens of bursts of shouts in the whole square, straight to the sky.

Tens of thousands of people in the whole square calmed down in an instant, and dozens of forces led by Ling Tian and other four forces issued a warning together. Both the lone players and powerful forces were secretly at this moment and did not dare to act rashly. All the distractions in their hearts were quickly put away after this warning.

"Good!"

"Now, let's go to Luoyanpo!"