Yan Jinghong caught a smile in his mouth and said, "as I expected, you really don't know how to use a sword. Forget it. Anyway, you are dying. Let me teach you how to use a sword."

"Whoosh!"

The silver sword under his feet, like a living creature, flew into his hands.

At this moment, Yan Jinghong's temperament is like a fairy in the sword. No, to be more precise, Yan Jinghong and the silver sword are completely integrated. The sword is him, he is the sword.

"This is the realm of the unity of man and sword!"

Mu Yu's eyes are bright. The unity of man and sword is the highest and deepest realm of kendo. Even if he understands the meaning of the supreme sword under the white jade wall, today, the unity of man and sword is just a little superficial.

But Yan Jinghong is different. He has achieved the goal that man is sword and sword is man.

"Go to hell!"

Qin leiming's eyes were full of fury, waving the magic sword wrapped with countless electric snakes, and he split toward Yan Jinghong's position.

"Pili!"

Countless electric snakes split to form a huge field of lightning, which completely envelops Yan Jinghong's body and wants to devour him completely.

"Master Yan!"

Seeing this, Mu Yu felt a little nervous.

Similarly, gongyeming, Qiu Changlao and other elders of Lingyuan below also have dignified faces.

Although, they all know that Yan Jinghong's strength is unfathomable.

However, they have no idea how strong they are and whether they can resist Qin leiming's sword.

However, a scene that made everyone gape happened.

As soon as all the lights were close to Yan Jinghong's body, they turned into nothingness.

If you observe carefully, you can see Yan Jinghong's whole body, emitting a layer of blue brilliance, completely isolating thunder and lightning.

At the moment, he is still in his prime, white, walking in the field of lightning.

Qin leiming's eyes were wide open, like a ghost in the daytime. A man whose cultivation level was lower than him could easily resist his all-out sword.

You know, the power of this sword has been enhanced by countless times under the blessing of the divine sword.

"No! I'm the strongest in the northwest! How could I lose to you

"The secret of blood spirit!"

Qin leiming gritted his teeth, and countless blood flowed out of his blood vessels and into the sword.

The power of the divine sword has been increased again. The thunder and lightning field is like a terrible Yao day, draining all the spiritual power between heaven and earth. The power of thunder and lightning becomes more violent, and converges madly on Yan Jinghong.

"He forced Qin leiming to this degree."

Mu Yu has great admiration for Yan Jinghong. Qin leiming has no choice but to use the secret method of expending his own blood just because of the peak cultivation of the holy kingdom.

Yan Jinghong's face remained unchanged. He finally lifted up the silver sword and closed his eyes slightly. He entered a special realm.

Whoosh!

All of a sudden, Yan Jinghong's whole body rose from the sky, directly through the layers of fierce lightning fields, and appeared in the sky thousands of feet high.

Qin leiming's pupils suddenly contracted, and he suddenly felt as if he was in a vague dreamland.

"It's the meaning of the sword. Forget the meaning of the sword."

Mu Yu was in a trance in his mind. Although he was far away from them, he still felt Yan Jinghong's unforgettable sword.

Yan Jinghong opened his eyes. His whole body disappeared in the sky. The next moment, he appeared in front of Qin leiming.

Qin leiming felt a threat of death, he immediately wanted to leave.