The two met again and started a new battle.

Xue Shaohong asked, "Junior Brother Zhuo, are you ready?"

The words are a little familiar.

Zhuo Yun snorted coldly: "I'm talking a lot of nonsense."

At the beginning, he was a little cautious about Xue Shaohong's identity, but now he doesn't think about it at all. He saw an attitude that he was unscrupulous to Xue Shaohong.

"clear!"

Xue Shaohong revealed two words, stepping out one step, and stacking shadows in a series of misty lines. It is the "Big Shadow Eight Streams", which is back to the person's body with his own way.

"The Eight Story of Xuanying" has eight steps, each step has eight changes, and there are sixty-four changes. When you understand it to the extreme, you will see sixty-four phantoms in one step.

Currently, Xue Shaohong's figure is not much or too much, and he has already mastered the ultimate state of "The Eight Story of Xuanying". If he can understand things from his steps, it is the legendary realm of entering the divine world.

Zhuo Yun was in a crisis and turned around. There was indeed Xue Shaohong's figure. Without thinking too much, he stabbed out with a sword and passed by his sword blade. Unfortunately, it was not his real body but a phantom.

"Idiot~!"

A voice sounded on the right side of Zhuo Yun. Swallow~! Zhuo Yun waved his hand and slashed to the right side. His sword moves were extremely fast, without any dragging, but he still slashed the air.

"It's slow to react, like a snail. Even if you do, you dare to threaten to beat me?"

Xue Shaohong's voice sounded on the left side of Zhuo Yun. This time, before Zhuo Yun could make any moves, Xue Shaohong had already slapped out and landed on Zhuo Yun's face. The sound was crisp and not loud, but everyone could hear it. The disciples present couldn't help but feel a hot face.

Xue Shaohong was a little angry. The slap was quite powerful. Zhuo Yun's body flew across and moved quickly, and he could still see the five bright red thumb marks.

"Xue Shaohong, I'm going to kill you!"

Before he could fall, Zhuo Yun shouted loudly, and the slap slapped his dignity, his face, his prestige... and he had already fallen into the Nine Netherlands at the clouds.

"Is it up to you?"

Xue Shaohong's voice fell into Zhuo Yun's ears again. His body could not self-self. He only felt a hotter feeling on his face. He used to be his left face, but now he has a face.

Zhuo Yunruo's ball flew out, Xue Shaohong put down his feet, and still slap people and kicked them.

"Ah~!"

Zhuo Yun roared angrily, with a little more hostility and less rationality. He vomited blood in one mouthful of backward blood, stopped his body regardless of the consequences, and half knelt on the stage. He raised his head, bloodshot in his eyes intertwined, and the hostility scattered everywhere, like crazy or demon.

"Xue Shaohong, you

…It should be…dead!”

Cold words, bloodthirsty cold air.

Xue Shaohong said without fear: "I used to think you have good talent, but now it seems that you have talent. Such talent is better than you even if it falls on a dog. If you haven't met a genius for a century, you are indeed a genius, and you are born with a spoiled spirit."

Zhuo Yun stood up and said nothing. He saw a mouthful of blood spraying on the blade of the sword, pointing the sword to the sky, and the sword force was added. A blood-colored sword light suddenly surged into the sky, and the strong energy swept, forming a strong wind, covering the blood-colored sword light.

This sword has exceeded the strength of the Qi-Suiting Realm, and can retreat to ordinary practitioners who have just entered the innate world.

"Blood...shadow...sword!"

Xue Shaohong said word by word, this is the highest sword technique in the outer sect of Taixuan Sword Sect. The top secret technique of the Xuan-level is a broken sword technique. It is originally based on the secret technique of the Earth-level. It can of course be repaired with the strength of the Taixuan Sword Sect, but this sword technique is a killing sword technique that is not easy for disciples to practice, so it has not been repaired.

Because of incompleteness, blood must be used as the guide and essence as the auxiliary. After a sword, it will take three months to recover.

"What a plan, so a plan, but I just underestimate me, Xue Shaohong!"

From this sword, he knew that someone was going to kill him, and he knew that his temperament was clearly unable to deal with him. Although his adoptive father was not in the sect, he wanted to investigate it easily, and he would inevitably be thunderous.

With a sword, Lingyun and Lingtian's thunderous wrath, how many people in this world can stop it.

On this martial arts platform, swords have no eyes, and fists are hard to stop. Whether it is killed or destroyed, it is just a blame for not being able to do anything. Even if Xue Lingtian is angry, he cannot get angry at will and kill people to vent his anger.

Choke ~!

Xue Shaohong's sword blade was unsheathed, his spiritual consciousness moved, and a momentum suddenly blessed, sharp and sharp, and could destroy everything.

In addition to the martial arts stage, a kind of weapon in the hands of a disciple is attracted by this momentum and trembles slightly. If he develops consciousness, he will choose the master Xue Shaohong.

"What's going on? Why is my sword blade moving?"

"My body is moving too, and I want to get out of the sheath and fly to the young sect leader."

"And I..."

...

"Sword Intention~!"

On the platform, except Xu Shan, the other four elders were moved and stood up. They did not expect that Xue Shaohong would actually temper his sword intent, not a half-step sword intent, but a complete first-level sword intent. Xue Shaohong's understanding was indeed a monster.

After being moved, the elders were calm and felt very regretful in their eyes. Such an understanding could not open up their dantian. It was really a jealousy of the gods.

sword

Once the intention comes out, the victory or defeat is clear.

This battle has been concluded.

Xue Shaohong waved his sword blade, and purple air filled with it, instantly condensed into a purple cloud, and decided to fight back with the other way. How could this "colorful and beautiful" be missing?

This sword has reached its extreme level.

"Kill~!"

The arrow was on the string and had to make a sound. Zhuo Yun killed his sword and waved his sword to usher in the air. The blood-colored sword light cut through the space and headed straight towards Xue Shaohong.

"Broken~!"

Xue Shaohong whispered, and the purple aura was like a tide, and the sword aura surging, and the momentum was more than five times stronger than the blood-colored sword light.

As soon as the blood-colored sword light touched the shattered, the purple air rushed towards Zhuo Yun, but the purple air had dissipated before it arrived.

"Zhuo Yun has already lost!"

On the high platform, Xu Shan took action. Zhuo Yun was his disciple and had a rare talent. How could he let the purple aura be covered with a touch of bright red?

Xue Shaohong was not surprised at all and said, "I know that purple qi is just purple qi, without hiding the sword light, there will be no scene of 'pure qi scattering, people cut off their souls, leaving only a touch of bright red'."

"No matter how I say it, it is the young leader of Taixuan Sword Sect. How can I take ruthless measures against my fellow senior brothers? Besides, Junior Brother Zhuo has a rare talent and will definitely achieve success in the future. I, Xue Shaohong, can't do anything to destroy the sect. Elder Xushan, you have lowered me."

He triggered the first-level sword intent, but he had no intention of killing Zhuo Yun. He simply wanted to teach Zhuo Yun a lesson and a baptism in his heart so that he could become the pride of Taixuan Sword Sect in the future. Of course, if Zhuo Yun could not withstand this blow and was unable to recover, it would be a good thing, so as not to lose the face of Taixuan Sword Sect in the future.

Xu Shan bowed: "Young Zong benevolent and righteous."

Xue Shaohong set his eyes on Zhuo Yun and said, "You are defeated!"

Zhuo Yun was weak and half-kneeled on the martial arts platform, very weak, pale, breathing rapidly, and his eyes were very unwilling, but he was convinced. Xue Shaohong understood the sword intent. He knew the difficulty of enlightenment on this path. From the entry of the sword intent to the peak of the sword intent, he used it for three years, and there was also a great sword intent, complete sword intent, half-step sword intent, followed by the first-level sword intent.

Xue Shaohong is only two years older than him. He gave him two years. It is hard to say whether he can achieve the perfect sword power without mentioning the sword intent. However, Xue Shaohong has already tempered the sword intent, and he is convinced.

Zhuo Yun trembled, stood up, and said, "Thank you for your advice from the Young Master. I am defeated. The Young Master is worthy of being the Young Master. He has already realized the sword intent!"

At this moment, I admitted it very simply, lost, and I was undoubtedly defeated, without any excuses.
Chapter completed!