The night wind stopped suddenly.
Everyone could feel the confidence and pride in Gu Huai's words.
Everyone can understand his self-confidence and pride.
Ding Ning looked at his back and sensed his aura. Hearing these words, what worried her heart was that the eldest grandson Qianxue in the distance would not be able to help herself because of Gu Huai's words.
"Somewhat ridiculous."
However, upon hearing Gu Huai's words, Tang Xin shook her head, a slight ironic smile appeared on the corner of her lips, and said indifferently.
Gu Huai frowned suddenly, and said, "Where is it ridiculous?"
"I've seen many people in the Bashan Sword Field make moves."
Tang Xin didn't argue with him at all, but just stated the facts calmly, "Including that person... I've seen that person draw a sword, and I feel that he is not his opponent. In addition, I really don't like Zhongshanjun and others very much. So there are even thoughts of entering Bashan Sword Field because of appreciation."
"The Bashan Sword Field at that time was indeed a place that the enemies admired from the bottom of their hearts."
The mocking smile on the corner of Tang Xin's mouth gradually widened, and he continued: "It's not just strength that makes people admire, but also those people's fast horses riding the wind, and doing as they please. It was only at the end, after the change of Changling, that Bashan was discovered. The soul of the sword field is only in the small half of the people."
"That man died in battle, Yan Xinlan died in battle, and Bashan Sword Field was destroyed."
"The rest of the people are either struggling to survive, coveting life and fearing death, or fighting for power and profit, ignoring friendship, and double-dealing. The Bashan Sword Field has long since disappeared. If there are people in the Bashan Sword Field, I am afraid that they have just escaped from the water prison before. Few people, such as Lin Zhujiu, are qualified to say that."
"The heart of the sword is not straight, and the sword intent will never be as strong as that person. Are you sure you can defeat me with the skills of the Bashan sword field?"
Tang Xin's voice kept echoing in the night.
His words were very blunt, and he didn't give Gu Huai face at all.
A cultivator like him who fights enemies who are likely to kill him just because of his own preferences does not care about anyone's feelings.
"Actually, you don't understand."
Gu Huai shook his head, as if he wanted to explain, but in the end he felt that there was no need to explain.
The vitality in Tang Xin's body had been adjusted to perfection at this time, so he didn't want to talk any more.
"please!"
He shot.
He stretched out his left hand first, and an extremely dazzling lightning appeared in his hand.
This column of lightning extended from his left hand to the endless high sky. No one could tell whether the lightning burst out from his hand, or the lightning from the clouds in the sky fell down and gathered in his hand. .
With the appearance of this bolt of lightning, the air in front of him split sharply.
This is a knife intent.
This bolt of lightning in his left hand is his knife.
His right hand is always hanging down, but at the same time, all the wind in the wilderness seems to be concentrated on his right hand.
A blue long sword appeared in his right hand, and there were countless black sand and blue wind churning in the blade, as if countless sandstorms were brewing.
Heaven, earth, wind and thunder are all used, this is already a legendary fairy's method.
However, for some reason, when the saber intent attacked Gu Huai, a natural look of disapproval appeared on Gu Huai's originally dignified face.
Before the lightning, a black spot appeared in the sky.
The black dot grew at an alarming speed in everyone's sight.
All the Wuzhi soldiers who had retreated far away, including the practitioners who followed Ding Ning, were so shocked that they couldn't believe their eyes.
That is a mountain.
A sword-shaped mountain.
Following Gu Huai's wishes, what appeared in the sky was a real hill in the shape of a long sword!
The whole body of this mountain shines with the luster of black iron, but unlike ordinary black iron, the metallic luster emitted by the surface of this sword mountain is all six-sided flashes.
All the luster is like a piece of parallel emission, rather than a sharp edge.
Only Tiantie from extraterrestrial meteorites can emit such luster.
This is a Tiantieshan.
Or to be more precise, this is a sword made from the entire Tiantieshan Mountain!
This is Gu Huai's sword.
This is the natal sword he cultivated in Bashan Sword Field, Jianshan Sword!
No one knows what kind of sword scriptures he has comprehended, what kind of unique heaven and earth vitality he has used to forge such a sword, but now everyone can feel the strong natal aura of this sword... and its weight!
All the sword intent emanating from his sword at this time is heavy!
There was a crackling sound.
The sword just fell down, and it easily broke Tang Xin's knife, and the heavy sword intent attacked Tang Xin.
However, at this moment, Gu Huai cried out in shock and anger.
Tang Xin drew his sword at this time.
However, the cyan sword in his right hand directly stabbed at Gu Huai's body without considering other things.
Puff puff puff...
Tang Xin's left side of the body instantly released countless tiny holes.
His entire left arm was splashed with blood, and a mist of blood gushed out from his skin.
A crackling sound resounded on Gu Huai's body at the same time.
A sword mark appeared on his chest, and in the turned flesh and blood, countless black vitality pierced into his body like black sand.
Boom!
Earthquake.
Everyone and their horses were shaken off the ground.
The heavy sword fell to the ground, forming a real iron mountain between Tang Xin and Gu Huai.
The bodies of Tang Xin and Gu Huai were swept up by the hurricane at the same time, and they flew backwards.
Tang Xin's left arm was hanging limply. His left arm was completely useless.
Gu Huai coughed continuously, and every time he coughed, he coughed up a lot of blood and black sand.
Shen Xuan's body was also shaken and fell out.
"Another lunatic."
While grunting, he cursed in his heart and said fiercely.
At this moment, Tang Xin made another strike.
The cyan long sword in his hand directly hit the Jianshan sword in front of him.
There was a click.
The cyan long sword in his hand broke off.
The Jianshan Sword, which was really as heavy as a mountain, was stabbed directly by the sword and flew into the sky.
The huge shadow of the flying Jianshan sword enveloped Gu Huai who was still coughing up blood.
Gu Huai lost his composure, and couldn't help shouting sharply, "Every sword is like killing both sides, how can there be such a style of fighting like you!"
"We are not comparing sword skills, but life and death."
There was a mocking smile on the corner of Tang Xin's mouth. He seemed to think that it was a bit ridiculous for Gu Huai, the suzerain of Lingxu Sword Sect, to say such words at this time.
Then he threw it hard, and threw the blue long sword that was half broken in his hand towards Gu Huai who was in front of him.
With this throw, the broken cyan long sword turned into countless cyan winds. In the void in front of him, it was like an extremely huge green dragon charging towards Gu Huai.
Regardless of himself, this sword is still a death-seeking style of attack that hurts both sides.
Jianshanjian fell a little more, and seemed to be pressing on Gu Huai's body instead.
So much so that Gu Huai's face seemed to become darker in the shadows.
Gu Huai raised his head.
When he raised his head this time, his eyes were full of unspeakable meaning.
The vitality of heaven and earth in his body gushed out crazily without cherishing it, and the heavy Jianshanjian accelerated abruptly as he raised his head, flying upwards at an unbelievable speed, and instantly turned into a black spot in the sky.
This is an unimaginable picture.
All the Wuzhi cavalry trembled.
There was a huge tremor in the sky.
It's like the sledgehammer of the god of heaven hammering the endless sky.
The black night sky suddenly became white.
The black Jianshan sword turned white.
Then the largest and heaviest sword in the world fell down at a more terrifying speed, changing from small to large in everyone's pupils, and causing everyone's pupils to shrink sharply unconsciously.
The Tianties Mountain was now covered with white sparks.
Countless proud and ruthless white streams of fire rushed down the surface of Tianties Mountain, brought Tianties Mountain itself, and smashed hard on the blue dragon's head.
The blue wind dragon and the sword mountain full of white flames meet in the night sky.
There was a loud bang.
Ding Ning narrowed his eyes slightly, and more coldness flowed from his heart.
The flames in the sky suddenly disappeared.
Jianshan fell to the ground.
A circle of dust waves spread around like a tsunami.
With this mountain of swords as the center, a layer of the ground was sliced away, and a huge pit appeared.
Tang Xin's figure had disappeared.
I don't know if he disappeared into the dust waves or was crushed under the sword mountain.
Gu Huai lowered his head and coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood.
He is still alive at this time, which means that he has won the battle.
It's just that there is no pride in his eyes at this time.
Because he knew better than anyone where the power of the sword that finally defeated Tang Xin came from.