Wang Xiao had long thought of meeting the Sword Saint, and naturally he had thought of learning the sword twenty-three swords that were beyond his imagination.

He had seen this move on the screen, and at that time he thought that as long as his mental power was strong enough, he could get rid of the suppression of the sword intent and be able to move.

As long as people can move, it is no longer impossible to break the sword twenty-three.

But when he was really shrouded in endless sword intent, he was shocked to find that what he saw on the screen was different from reality after all.

"This is impossible!"

The tree wants to be quiet, and the wind stops.

Mingyue, who looked up and smiled, still had a lot of water in her eyes.

The pack horse pulling a carriage beside him was about to beat him but he didn't get it out.

Yu Yue was driving and was about to say something to his daughter in the car.

Wang Xiao could even see the vegetable leaves that were stained on Yu Yue's teeth after lunch.

The space around seemed to be blocked, and even breathing became a luxury.

With his super strong mental power, Wang Xiao clenched his fists tightly.

When everything around was suppressed by the sword intent and could not move, Wang Xiao slowly got off his horse and walked towards the small woods on the roadside in the distance one by one.

The powerful perception told him that the source of this pressure was there.

Sword Twenty-Three is a confined space activated by the sword saint using his own vitality as driving fuel.

In this space, except for the sword saint's soul, everything is suppressed by the sword intent that is extremely powerful.

The mind is still there, and you can still see things, but you just can't move.

And Wang Xiao was able to move under such heavy pressure, which made Mingyue and the others look in despair, and a hint of hope appeared in their eyes.

However, Wang Xiao walked very slowly, and after the Sword Saint noticed him, almost all the pressure rushed towards him.

For a moment, Wang Xiao felt Alexander.

Wang Xiao could clearly feel that he was locked in a powerful spirit.

Then a sharp sword energy pierced the air and rushed straight into his heart.

The powerful sword energy instantly wiped out the clothes at Wang Xiao’s heart. However, when it hit Wang Xiao, it only broke the skin and bleeded, but did not directly penetrate the heart veins as imagined.

Wang Xiao stopped and looked at the woods.

"Interesting. You have successfully angered me."

It has been a long time since liquid flowed... Wang Xiao, who is blood, provoked the Sword Saint, "You have this little skill?"

The sword saint there also ignited his fighting spirit. He had not encountered such a powerful opponent for too long.

His sword energy was ruthless, and the terrifying sword energy teared the air and gathered into a terrifying sword, roaring at Wang Xiao.

In the face of danger, Wang Xiao also broke out.

The phoenix blood, which had no sign of any performance after being absorbed before, burned wildly.

The majestic and fiery power instantly surged throughout the body.

And the huge power of lightning contained in his dantian also burst out under stimulation.

Wang Xiao was surrounded by whirlwind-like flames, and sometimes there were lightning and lightning.

The Sword Saint's mental suppression on him was completely shattered at this moment.

Wang Xiao raised his palm and bent his fingers, and went straight to the sword flying towards him.

In an instant, flames and lightning flew together, and the surging force impact formed a terrible ring-shaped impact, sweeping everything around.

It took a long time before everything returned to peace.

Wang Xiao, whose clothes were directly hit by the violent shirt, stepped forward to the sword saint.

The famous Sword Saint is actually just an old man whose life is about to end.

But when you look at people, you can't just look at your physique. Such a bad old man, with his incredible sword, almost capsized Wang Xiao's gutter.

If it weren't for his too many trump cards, Wang Xiao would have to force his mission to run away after that.

"Old man, you're amazing."

Wang Xiao looked at the sword saint who was standing still, "But that's it."

He raised his hand and gently touched the sword saint's shoulder. The top strong man who made Xiongba retreat three points fell backward like a dead leaf.

Before, when Wang Xiao broke the Sword Twenty-Three, the Sword Saint was already shattered by the powerful backlash power.

Without the soul, the sword saint's body will naturally die.

In fact, before using this move, the Sword Saint was already exhausted and could die at any time.

He originally wanted to find Xiongba and avenge Wushuang City.

But halfway through the way, I heard that Xiongba was killed by his disciple and the sword saint who had no target. After thinking about it, I felt that the ultimate move he had learned with his full strength, Sword Twenty-Three, could not even have a chance to appear, so I disappeared with him.

So he simply went to find Wang Xiao because Dugu Yifang was killed by Wang Xiao, and Xiongba heard that he was defeated by Wang Xiao.

Such a person is qualified to take him with a sword move.

Then there were those in front, without Wang Xiao and the others noticed it, Jian Twenty-san's powerful force field was directly shrouded.

To be fair, even the domineering one cannot withstand this move.

The reason why Xiongba in the plot can escape is because Nie Feng accidentally touched the body of the sword saint whose soul was out of his body, which directly led to the failure of the sword saint.

At this moment, the Sword Saint exerted the power of this move to the extreme.

But at the extreme, he was defeated by Wang Xiao head-on.

He lost without any wickedness.

Just like the saying goes, "Why do you catch up with the efforts of our three generations after ten years of hard work?"

In so many worlds, Wang Xiao used the intermittent rest time of artillery fire to train himself hard, so why did he lose to this old man?

It was not until this time that Mingyue and the others hurried over.

Seeing the instant Bu Jingyun, who was sandwiched by Chuchu and Kong Ci, Wang Xiao turned to Yu Yue, who wanted to speak and ask.

"It's the Sword Saint, I don't know why he suddenly attacked us."

Wang Xiao said seriously nonsense, "Maybe he is tired of living and wants to end his life early."

"I didn't expect it to be the Sword Saint."

Yu Yue sighed and said, "He is the top strong man in the world. When I used that move before, I was suppressed and unable to move. Nie Feng, you are more powerful than him."

“That’s more to say.”

Wang Xiao walked back with Mingyue in his arms, "I am the emperor who is like a dragon."

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A few days later, the group arrived at their destination and Baijian Villa.

The story here in Baijian Villa is also quite interesting. The peerless sword they created requires a blood-sacrificing sword to be born.

But Wang Xiao saw an unexpected figure here, Duanlang.

When he saw Wang Xiao, Duan Lang's eyes showed an uncontrollable anger.

When he was tortured by the Life and Death Talisman, the pain of not being able to survive or not being able to die is enough to remember him for the rest of his life.

Now that he saw Wang Xiao, who gave him this pain, appeared in front of him, he didn't take action because he knew that he could not beat Wang Xiao.

"Hello."

Wang Xiao walked over without hesitation and looked at Duan Lang nervously and "How did you survive?"

Duan Lang snorted coldly, saying that I don’t want to talk to you.

‘Call ~~~’

Wang Xiao pulled out the Wushuang sword and directly crossed the throat to Duan Lang's throat and "Answer my question."

The actual controller of Baijian Villa, the sword demon stepped forward to persuade him.

After all, Duanlang represents a sword crazy, an indispensable existence for the birth of a peerless sword.

Wang Xiao looked over with a cold look. The sword demon who had already walked halfway and was about to speak subconsciously turned around and went back and forth.

"If you have the ability, kill me!"

Duan Lang was fierce and stared at Wang Xiao with red eyes.

After hearing what he said, Wang Xiao smiled and put away the Wushuang Sword.

He stepped forward and easily subdued Duan Lang, raised his hand and put it on his shoulder, "We are good buddies, just talk to me."

Duan Lang still stared at him with red eyes.

"Hey~~~ This is what you asked for."
To be continued...