"This kid condensed his own sword intent!"

"Not just the immortal sword intent anymore!"

"But the immortal sword intent full of killing!"

"Scary, terrible..."

"A little guy under twenty years old has condensed his sword intent. Who in this world can do it!"

Looking around the world, I don’t know how many sword cultivators will never be able to understand their own sword intent in their entire lives.

Even if there are, it took those people thousands of years, or even tens of thousands of years to find their own sword intent.

And Ye Xiu!

It's only less than twenty!

At this time, Ye Xiu's figure disappeared directly!

Turned into a straight sword light.

Then he rushed directly to the smoke-filled mountain peak.

Another sword fell down.

This time, the terrifying sword intent of killing is still bursting out!

Moreover, in addition, Ye Xiu's sword intent is still skyrocketing!

I soon touched the bottleneck of Zhongcheng's sword intent!

Ye Xiu swooped straight away.

A loud and cold sound, as if the sound of unparalleled killing suddenly came between the world.

"You can imitate me, but it's not me after all."

"Because my sword is unique in heaven and earth!"

"die!"

A sound fell.

The entire mountain is in turmoil.

The sword penetrated into the mountain.

Then on the other side of the mountain, a black figure could be seen piercing through it.

Lingzhi looked at the figure in shock, like a god.

Stand quietly.

That monstrous sword intent broke through the shackles at this moment!

"This is……"

"Dacheng sword intent..."

"This kid..."

Lingzhi's voice had not yet fallen, and the entire mountain collapsed with a bang.

Ye Xiu turned his back to the collapsed peak.

The blood-stained black robe danced wildly.

He put away his heavy sword.
Chapter completed!