This swordsman was wearing a blue dress and his collar swayed in the wind.

This swordsman should have just defeated his opponent, but was moved to Li Yun by Zhenren Yan. After seeing the opponent in front of him clearly, he didn't talk nonsense. He directly made seals with both hands, and the iron sword on his back floated out of thin air and stabbed towards Li Yun with a sword!

This is the ability to protect things out of thin air.

Logically speaking, every cultivator who has reached the Qihai realm can control objects with his vital energy, but the lethality of this kind of control object can be extremely limited. Only hidden weapons such as swords or darts can cause effective killing.

There are many methods in the sword control technique.

The powerful sword-controlling technique can have powerful attack power in the Qihai realm.

But it is obvious that the young swordsman in front of him does not have any powerful sword-controlling techniques.

Because...his sword is too big.

At the Qihai Realm, anyone with common sense will use a short sword that is three inches long or even a shorter one. Only in this way can cultivators at the Qihai Realm always have strong attack power.

But the flying sword in front of him was actually a normal-sized sword weapon, which was three feet long!

With this weight, it is impossible to exert its power in the Qihai realm.

The moment the sword weapon flew out in the young swordsman's hand, the sword energy in His Royal Highness the Prince also stimulated it. The sword energy slashed on the flying sword and directly knocked the sword to the ground, unable to move.

At the same time, another sword energy flew out from the prince's fingers and slashed directly at the young swordsman's face.

The sword light expanded in the eyes of the young swordsman, and in his extremely frightened eyes, he cut off his head and rolled to the ground.

As his head fell into the dust, the young swordsman's body was "bounced" out of the portal of the Innate Sword Sect and fell on the Extinction Platform.

At this time, the young swordsman named Ge Nie had rolled his eyes and his whole body was covered in sweat as if he had been fished out of the water.

He curled up on the ground, trembling.

He was...

Frightened by the sword light.

For a long time next, he would never be able to escape from the fear brought to him by this sword light. If he could not escape, he would never be able to continue practicing in his life. If he jumped out.

Then there will be another swordsman in the city of Shendu.

Just as Ge Nie was cut off from the innate portal by Li Yun, the scene in the innate portal changed again. The real man Yan Nanyan, who was carrying an iron sword behind him, appeared in front of Li Yun with a serious face.

He looked at the sword light wrapped around Li Yun's fingers, with a serious expression.

"Boy, who did you learn this sword from?"

Li Yun's vital energy dissipated. He shook his hand and looked up at Yan Nan.

"Returning to Zhenren Yan is a coincidence."

"Good swordsmanship."

Yan Zhenren stroked his hands and praised: "Only this sword technique, no one in the entire innate portal is your opponent, so there is no need to compete again next."

Yan Nan took a deep breath, stood opposite Li Yun, and said, "Come on, let's gesture."

He looked at Li Yun with a serious expression: "Use the sword technique you just used."

Li Yun hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

He knew that he would definitely not be the opponent of the big real person in front of him, so he didn't want to defend himself, but closed his eyes and concentrated slightly.

He closed his eyes and there was nothing in front of him.

In a vain, the sword light lit up again.

At the same time, Li Yun raised his right arm and the sword energy gathered.

The moment the sword light fell in his eyes, the sword light in his right hand slashed out towards Yan Nan at the same time!

This sword light, light green, slashed straight towards Master Yan with a courage to move forward!

Yan Nan, who had been practicing the soul for many years, looked at the sword light that was slashing towards him, and a sense of fear arose in his eyes. He didn't dare to take it head-on, and subconsciously flashed sideways!

You know, he is one of the great real people of the soul in the world!

Not to mention Li Yun, a young cultivator in the Qihai realm, even the attack of Yuandan Zhenren would probably be difficult to hurt his fur. However, facing this inconspicuous sword light, he actually chose to dodge!

After slashing out this sword energy with all his strength, the vitality in Li Yun's body went out and sixteen or seventeen. He opened his eyes and squatted on the ground and gasped.

Zhenren Yan looked complicated, and slowly stepped forward, walked silently to Li Yun, his voice a little hoarse: "Are you that person's apprentice?"

Although he did not say who the person was, Li Yun guessed some of it. Yan Nan said that it should be his uncle who had never seen him and didn't even know his name.

His Highness the Crown Prince hesitated for a moment, shook his head and said, "It should be said that he is his junior."

Zhenren Yan did not speak, but sat silently opposite Li Yun, untied his coat and exposed his majestic shoulders.

Along his shoulder, there was a long sword wound. Although it had healed, it still looked scary.

"I am obsessed with swordsmanship in my life."

Yan Zhenren sat cross-legged in front of Li Yun and said lightly: "More than two hundred years ago, when I had not entered the Tao, I was a well-known swordsman. Later, on the way to challenge other swordsmen, I met a teacher. When the teacher saw that I was a talented material, he led me into the Tao and carefully taught me the innate swordsmanship."

"As I became successful in my swordsmanship, I also rose step by step in my practice. After practicing the soul, my lifespan was no longer possible. So I carried the iron sword on my back and left the innate swordsmanship, looking for swordsmanship or swordsmanship experts everywhere to compete with them."

Hearing this, Li Yun probably guessed some follow-up stories. He looked at Yan Nan and asked, "Zhen Yan... he met my elders, right?"

Yan Nan nodded with a complicated expression.

"It was probably more than ten years ago."

Zhenren Yan took a deep breath and said, "I had practiced my soul for many years at that time, and that person had just entered the second level."

The fourth-grade martial artist corresponds to the Yuandan realm in the realm of practice.

The third-grade martial artist corresponds to the Taoist realm in the realm of practice, and the second-grade martial artist can challenge the great real person of the Yuanshen.

"I heard that he claimed to be the number one swordsman in the capital of God, so I came to challenge him."

"One sword."

Yan Nan looked at Li Yun's fingers, closed his eyes, and a deep sense of fear surged into his heart.

"It's the sword you used just now."

Zhenren Yan took a deep breath and continued, "He didn't want to kill me, so the sword only left this sword mark on my shoulder. For more than ten years, I have seen this sword mark almost every day."

"Later, I stayed in the realm of the soul and couldn't move forward in an instant."

"And that person smoothly broke into the first level of martial arts, and even... he went further and further in the martial arts path, gradually reaching a point where we could not match."

Speaking of this, Yan Nan lowered his eyebrows and said, "But more than two months ago, I heard that he was dead."

After saying this, Yan Nan looked at Li Yun's eyebrows. Through the eyebrows, he seemed to see the terrible innate luck in Li Yun's body.

"Little kid, did you get your luck two months ago?"

His Highness the Crown Prince was silent for a while, then nodded.

"Two months ago, purple air from the east poured into my eyebrows."

"That makes sense."

Yan Nan stood up from the ground and grinned at Li Yun.
Chapter completed!