"This kid has condensed his own sword intent!"

"It's no longer just the Immortal Sword Intent!"

"But the immortal sword intent full of killing!"

"It's terrible, it's simply terrible..."

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

Looking around the world, I don’t know how many sword cultivators have been unable to understand their own sword intent throughout their lives.

Even if there were, those people would have spent thousands of years, or even tens of thousands of years, to find their own sword intent.

And this guy Ye Xiu!

This is less than twenty!

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

It turned into a straight sword light.

Then it flew directly towards the smoky mountain peak.

He slashed down with another sword.

This time, there is still a terrifying burst of killing and immortal sword intent!

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

I quickly found the bottleneck of Zhongcheng Sword Intent!

Ye Xiu dived straight away.

An extremely cold voice, as if it was a murderous voice, suddenly descended on the world.

"You can imitate me, but you are not me after all."

"Because my sword is unique in the world!"

"die!"

A sound fell.

The entire mountain peak was in turmoil.

The sword penetrated into the mountain peak.

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

Lingzhi looked at that figure with shock and horror, like a god.

Stand quietly.

It was at this moment that the overwhelming sword intent broke through the shackles!

"This is……"

"Dacheng Sword Intent..."

"This kid..."

Before Lingzhi's voice fell, the entire mountain collapsed.

Ye Xiu turned his back to the collapsed mountain.

The blood-stained black robe danced wildly.

He put away his heavy sword.
Chapter completed!