Xianwu: God-level summons at the beginning!

Boom, boom!!

Except for the sword light, nothing else could be seen in the entire void, and both of them were full of strength, and they no longer had reservations.

Whew, whew!!

Yan Shisan gasped, the clothes on his upper body had long disappeared, and several wounds appeared on his body, although the blood stopped, the bloody appearance was shocking.

Ximen Blowing Snow is no better, Yiqiu's white clothes have been stained red with blood, and the hand holding Qingfeng is trembling.

Even so, the momentum of the two did not weaken, but became more aggressive.

"Ximen blows snow, Yan Thirteen..."

Looking at the appearance of the two of them, everyone below fell silent, Lu Xiaofeng also clenched his fists, and he didn't notice the blood spilling from his palm.

"One step away, one step away..."

Yan Shisan's face was full of madness, and he muttered to himself even more, he smelled blood, but he didn't see Shura Hell.

Although Ximen Fuxue didn't speak, he had the same idea as Yan Shisan.

"Thirteen swords, thirteen changes, swords and swords kill. "

Below, Ye Gucheng held the long sword tightly, and when he saw the two fighting, he couldn't wait to join in.

Yan Shisan's life-killing thirteen swords, and Ximen Fuxue's ruthless sword dao, showed the speed to the extreme, and both of them made his heart feel shaken.

"Simon blowing snow, I approve of you. "

"So, I give you the fourteenth sword..."

Yan Shisan took a deep breath, his expression became calm, and a cold voice slowly came out.

As soon as the words fell, Ximen Blowing Snow's eyes froze, and the people watching the battle below were even more in an uproar, the fourteenth sword.

Just now, Yan Thirteen used the Thirteen Deadly Swords, and the terrifying swordsmanship made them feel terrified.

They thought there were thirteen changes, but now they actually said that there was still a sword.

"I also have a sword for you..."

Just when Lu Xiaofeng's faces changed suddenly, they heard Ximen Blowing Snow also speak coldly.

As soon as the words fell, the eyes of the two met in mid-air, and immediately, Yan Shisan let out a burst of laughter.

The corners of Ximen Fuxue's mouth also hooked up a touch of arc, and the sword god smiled, which could move the immortals, Buddhas, ghosts, and gods.

"The Fourteenth Sword..."

"A sword shock..."

Both of them opened their mouths in unison, and the momentum on their bodies skyrocketed, and then they all drew their swords.

Time seemed to freeze, and there were only two sword lights left in the entire void and the entire sky.

Ximen Blowing Snow and swinging his sword, a cold light appeared in front of Yan Shisan's body in an instant, fast, as if it was shocking.

Yan Shisan's black sword light was very slow, however, Ximen Blowing Snow's body froze because he felt that the entire space was locked.

Although the sword light was very slow, he couldn't dodge it at all.

All the spectators tensed their bodies and looked at everything in the void with horrified eyes.

Rift!!

Because there were cracks in the void, even if it was only two cracks, but it was shocking enough.

As everyone knows, only the powerhouses of the Mythical Realm can tear the space apart.

In other words, the sword of these two people has surpassed the peerless realm and is comparable to the blow of a mythical powerhouse.

Boom, boom!!

A terrifying roar resounded throughout Shenghua Peak, and I saw that the two of them quickly collapsed below, and countless trees were directly crushed.

Looking at the falling stones, the people below woke up like from a dream, and they all used their own means.

Looking at the torn ground, Ying Yichen chuckled, and then rose into the air.

Star Soul, Xiaomeng, Ye Gucheng and others also rose into the air together.

There are not many people on the top of the mountain, but the strength is extraordinary, and the scene is very spectacular.

The top of the mountain began to crumble, and countless rolling stones fell downward, a scene of the end of the world.

The entire Shenghua Peak was shaking, and Ying Yichen and the others all looked at Yan Shisan, Ximen and Blowing Snow.

Poof, poof!!

Yan Shisan directly spewed out a blood mist in front of him, and the whole person was like a cannonball, smashing directly downward.

Simon Fuxue's body trembled, blood spurted out from all over his body, and his face instantly turned pale, and then he also fell from the void.

"Blowing snow..."

Looking at the Ximen blowing snow that fell from the void, Lu Xiaofeng's face couldn't help but change, and then quickly swept away.

"Lose both?".

Looking at the appearance of the two, everyone was stunned, they didn't expect this to be the result, both lost.

"Don't come here..."

Before Lu Xiaofeng touched the snow blowing at the West Gate, he heard a faint sound.

Then I saw Simon Blowing Snow's pale face and his determined gaze.

Facing Shangximen's gaze at the snow, Lu Xiaofeng's body couldn't help but be stunned, and his heart trembled even more, crazy, like this, do you want to continue fighting?

Boom, boom!!

Yan Shisan smashed to the ground, setting off a burst of smoke, and Qiao Feng just wanted to rush up, but was stopped by Ying Yichen.

"No score. "

"In the competition of kendo, no one should interfere, otherwise it will be disrespectful to the two."

Looking at Qiao Feng's puzzled gaze, Ying Yichen shook his head lightly and looked at the smoke.

Poof, poof!!

Ximen, who had just landed, blew snow, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, half-kneeling on the ground, his body swaying, but Lu Xiaofeng found that his eyes were extremely bright.

Woohoo!!

The smoke swept out, and in everyone's eyes, Yan Shisan also appeared in everyone's eyes, and there was a terrifying sword wound in front of Xiong, and the bones could already be clearly seen.

His body staggered and fell, but he didn't fall, and the blood stained the ground beneath him red.

Seeing Yan Shisan, Ximen Blowing Snow's eyes flashed, and then he struggled to stand up, holding Qingfeng with a trembling hand.

The appearance of the two, even a fool can see that this is to continue fighting, and the victory or defeat has not yet been decided.

"Swordsman..."

Lu Xiaofeng looked at the back of Ximen Blowing Snow, and then looked at Yan Shisan, and his heart was a little touched....

Not only him, but everyone watching the battle seemed to understand something, and some of the swordsmen even stood on the spot laughing, looking very crazy.