Chapter 1164： Broken Sword

"Zihua Xianjin! There is nothing wrong, it is definitely the legendary Zihua Xianjin!"

"Inconceivable, it even condenses into a purple haze on the surface. How big is this purple Chinese immortal gold?"

"Not only the size, but the purity is also very high. In my opinion, this sword is all made of Zihuaxian gold!"

"It's unbelievable that a thumb-sized piece is rare in the world. Where did he get such a magic sword?"

Everyone exclaimed, their words were full of disbelief.

You know, the gold of the nine immortals is superb. Even a piece as large as a thumb cover is rare. However, at the moment, there is a magic sword made entirely of purple Huaxian gold, which is simply incredible!

They just felt that their values ​​had collapsed and were shocked by this sword.

Afterwards, everyone moved their eyes to Tsing Yi Sword King, with pity in their eyes, but also with a bit of helplessness for the sick.

Anyone who can see it clearly can see that Ling Xian's sword is all made of Zihua Xianjin, and less of it must have the size of an arm. Otherwise, it is impossible to form a purple haze on the surface.

The sword of Tsing Yi Sword King is at most the fist-sized Qingyouxianjin, and its purity is not as good as that of the purple axe.

Although the two are both immortal gold, the gap is huge, just like the cloud and mud, they cannot be compared.

Undoubtedly, Ling Xian's Purple Sword Excalibur is the cloud.

The sword of Tsing Yi Sword is mud.

This point, Tsing Yi Jianjun is also very clear.

Therefore, his mind was mixed, shocked, bitter, and unwilling.

Ever since he got this excalibur, he has always regarded his life as his own, and has always been proud of it. However, at the moment, he is proud of the Excalibur, but he doesn't even match Ling Xian's sword to his shoes. How can this bear him?

"what!"

With a roar, Tsing Yi Jianjun's black hair was full of anger, like a furious lion, which was appalling.

This made everyone in the presence sigh, and looked at him with more sympathy, and in addition to sympathy, there was a bit of helplessness.

Before, they also ridiculed Ling Xian and thought that he was simply talking nonsense and could not have the sword made by Xian Jin.

However, at the moment, Ling Xian not only took out the sword made by Xian Jin, but also burst the Qing You Sword, which was undoubtedly a loud slap.

Just because they have nothing to say.

The fact is in front of him, Ling Xian's sword really did explode the sword sword of Tsing Yi. No one can deny this!

"In front of this Purple Sword, can you still be proud?"

Looking at the angry Qingjun Jianjun, Ling Xian raised his mouth and smiled.

When he first saw the Purple Sword Fairy Sword, he thought that the fairy gold used for the sword was only the size of a fist. But then he realized that he had underestimated the sword.

Not only does it contain dozens of magical materials, but also the use of Zihua Xianjin, which is as large as an arm!

In other words, the Qing You Sword did not even have the qualifications to give him the Purple Sword to carry shoes!

Therefore, he would disdain the Qingyou Divine Sword.

Everyone knew this, so they were silent at the moment.

Especially Tsing Yi Sword King, although he was already extremely angry, he had nothing to say.

In front of the Purple Sword, he really has no proud capital!

"Now, do you still think that you can kill me with that Qingyou sword?"

Ling Xian smiled lightly, without taunting, but in the eyes of Tsing Yi Jianjun, it was undoubtedly a naked shame!

Therefore, he couldn't help it anymore, Li yelled, "I admit, your sword is better than my sword, but what about it? Just cut you!"

The words fell, Tsing Yi Sword King brought three feet of Qingfeng to kill, the sword was extremely sharp, and the sharpness appeared!

In front of this Qingyou sword, the space was like tofu, and it was cut in an instant.

I have to say that this sword is too powerful, and as soon as it is shot, it shows the astonishing power, as if it can tear the sky and penetrate the world!

This shocked everyone, asking themselves, most of them could hardly stop the sword's astonishing edge!

However, Ling Xian did not move at all.

His wrist trembled, and the Purple Sword immortal cut through the sky and faced it strongly.

brush!

The purple mist filled the sky, the sky was shining, and an eternal fairy light bloomed, which instantly burst the blue sword light.

"You are not qualified to cut me!"

Ling Xian stopped drinking, and the purple sword was shining brightly. It was clear that he should take the light way, but in his hands, it was heavy and heavy.

Every time he hit his sword, he swallowed the mountains and rivers, and made the sword gentleman in Qingyi feel powerless.

He is a well-known master of Kendo in the North Underworld. But in front of Ling Xian, there was a feeling of helplessness.

Because, Ling Xian's swordsmanship is not fancy, always stabbed with a sword, straight.

This style of play made Tsing Yi Swordsman unable to perform the mysterious swordsmanship, and tortured to the extreme.

"kill!"

Ling Xian's eyes were cold and electric, and the purple axe's sword was edgy. It was neither fancy nor mysterious. But each of his swords has made Tsing Yi Sword King busy, even dare not to shake it!

Because, his sword is not as good as the Purple Sword, if it is hard-faced, it may break!

"Damn ants!"

Tsing Yi Jianjun was angry and rushed to the crown. He knew that if he went on, he would definitely be hard to win. Therefore, he couldn't care whether his sword would break, and he would kill Ling Xian with mysterious swordsmanship.

brush!

The sword is bright and brilliant, and Changhong is persevering. Each of his swords is dazzling and spicy, showing the unparalleled mystery.

In this regard, Ling Xian did not care.

Let your swordsmanship be superb, mysterious and unparalleled, I will break it with one sword!

"Dang Dang Dang!"

A series of golden iron and iron symphony burst out, and Cancan Mars broke out, crushing the void.

Ling Xian slashed with his sword, as if a mountain fell, shaking the sword of Tsing Yi, his blood tossed and his mouth cracked.

This made him startled. This was just a sword. If it was replaced with a heavy weapon like a giant axe and halberd, how terrible would it be?

The next scene surprised him even more.

Hearing a ‘click’, the green sword in his hand cracked a gap. Although it is not big, it is really cracked.

This silenced the scene.

All eyes gathered on Ling Xian, full of disbelief.

Although they had long expected, Qing Youjian was definitely not as sharp as Zihua Jian, but after seeing Qing Youjian cracking with their own eyes, they still felt incredible.

How many tricks did this fight, and it cracked a gap. If I continue to shake it hard, will it break completely?

Everyone was shocked, and such a thought came to mind.

Soon, Ling Xian satisfied the fantasies of everyone.

His black hair danced wildly and attacked strongly, no matter how mysterious and strange the swordman of Tsing Yi Swordsman was, he only had one sword.

One sword, one thousand swords!

"boom!"

Ling Xianmu's eyes were cold, and she did not want to continue entanglement with Tsing Yi Jianjun. Therefore, he urged the Purple Sword of the Sword to the extreme, smashing down like a sky falling, and smashed it onto the Qingyou Divine Sword.

Suddenly, the void shattered like a mirror.

The Qingyou Excalibur is also cracked and completely broken!

This scene shocked the audience and shocked everyone!

In particular, Tsing Yi Sword King was standing still. Even if the purple scorpion fairy sword had been placed on his neck, he had never returned.