As soon as the sword light rises, it is already at its peak.

Unmoving as a mountain, his thoughts condensed, suppressing all fluctuations in his mood. He sat behind the restaurant for nine years, which was how he fought against the fear in his heart for nine years. The fear was rooted deep in his heart, as if it had taken root.

Despite this, he still suppressed it.

Although it has not been eradicated, it has been able to make the mind unwavering.

But this inner wind was still inferior to the fear rooted in his heart.

He didn't draw his sword until the other party waved his fan to drive away the wild and evil wind, because the other party had been hiding very well, hiding in this wind, with many divisions, as if he was everywhere.

Although he could also use that kind of induction to draw a sword, he knew that the sword drawn in this situation would not be able to kill the opponent, but would instead make the opponent wary of him, so he endured and did not draw the sword.

Those who are good at hiding are as calm and unmoving as hiding in the depths of a great abyss.

But until this moment, when the strong wind was rushing towards him, he could feel the other party's position more clearly.

So he moved.

The moment it moved, it was like thunder moving in the nine heavens.

When the sword light shines together, it is at its strongest, breaking through the wind and waves, like dividing heaven and earth.

The brilliant rays of light broke through the darkness and fell into Feng Lie's eyes. He was a little surprised and transformed into the wind, splitting into thousands of pieces.

This was also the reason why he dared to invite Lou Jinchen to fight. He believed that nothing would happen to him under Lou Jinchen's sword.

In his mind, even if the opponent's sword is sharp, how can it cut off the wind? Even if it is cut off, it will only be one wisp of wind becoming two wisps of wind, so what's the problem?

So he is fearless.

However, the brilliant sword light suddenly appeared, and he felt that the sword light was filled with endless sword light overlapping together.

He felt pain, the kind of pain that directly hurt his soul, and fear suddenly arose in his heart.

He wanted to escape far away, but the sword light was like poison attached to the bone, shining brightly. In an instant, he had already traveled more than thirty miles, twists and turns, but in his thoughts, the brilliant sword light disappeared

, but there is a trace of sword light twisting and erratic, attached to the body's own perception.

He is like a big eagle patrolling the sky, and he himself is like a rabbit running on the earth.

He felt it for a long time, but very quickly. The tiny but powerful sword light suddenly fell, and his perception was divided into two. He once again wanted to differentiate into multiple winds, but under the sword light, those consciousnesses were all destroyed.

Beheaded.

At this moment, he felt like he was floating, and all the thoughts in his eyes and heart suddenly disappeared. His spirit was like a candle that was suddenly blown out by the strong wind, and he was caught off guard.

The people on both sides of the vortex, whether they were Huanlong or Qinghe, could not see any movement at all before, and only a few people could vaguely see some signs.

Until Feng Lie's evil fan took action, although no one was seen, they knew from the evil wind that the fight was at a critical moment.

It was at this moment that everyone saw the light.

The sword light suddenly shot up into the sky and separated the chaotic whirlpool. At that moment, everyone thought of something different.

"The sword separates the pure from the dirty."

Although this sword light was bright and bright suddenly, it was also long-lasting. The sword light zigzagged and nimbly cut through the swirling void.

Finally, a ray of spiritual brilliance appeared in the void like the afterglow of a flame.

"Dead."

"Feng Lie is actually dead?"

Everyone who saw this scene was shocked. In everyone's opinion, this place was carefully prepared by Feng Lie and it was his home field. He could transform into wind, so few people could kill him.

But in this chaos, he was still dead.

He died under Lou Jinchen's sword.

Just one sword strike determined the outcome.

But I soon realized that in this state, if someone caught a flaw, it would only take a moment to kill him.

What's more, the way of swordsmanship has always been sharp and good at killing, and often the difference between life and death is just a thought.

If you don't kill the enemy, kill yourself.

Suddenly a voice shouted angrily.

"Lou Jinchen, you dare to kill me, the Wind God of the Valley of the Wind!"

“When we are enemies, we must resist them with our lives!”

"This hatred is irreconcilable."

Several wind shadows rushed into the whirlpool corridor.

"Haha, the sword in Lou's hand has not been fully enjoyed yet, you all come forward, it's time to try Lou's sword!"

Huge waves of wind rolled towards Lou Jinchen, and then everyone saw a brilliant sword light.

Three swords were fired in a row.

Each sword corresponded to a ball of wind, but everyone saw that each ball of wind dissipated instantly under the sword, and the sight of the spiritual light dissipating was faintly visible.

For a moment, only the people in the Valley of the Wind were crying, while other places did not dare to approach. Although the Huanlong people shared the same hatred, no one was willing to fight for the Valley of the Wind.

"Lou's sword will not kill innocent people, but there are still people who want to seek revenge?" Lou Jinchen's voice emerged from the whirlpool, and the sword light was as clear.

No one looked for him anymore, and he lost his voice in the whirlpool.

As if disappearing, the people on both sides of the whirlpool corridor slowly dispersed.

But not long after, news came that the Qinghe Realm had raided the Huanlong Realm.

Qinghe Realm actually launched a huge realm war.

And the leader of the Galaxy Sword Sect, who didn't know where he was going, was at the forefront of this raid.

Countless people suffered hatred under his sword.

Of course, the battle in the realm cannot end overnight. Fighting and escaping, counter-attacks and ambushes, sieges or individual fights can take place at any time in a star realm.

However, because Qinghe made a sneak attack first and surrounded and killed many of Huanlong's high-end combat forces, Qinghe had the upper hand after the war began, and was using this advantage to turn it into victory.

Lou Jinchen did not leave the whirlpool corridor. He thought it was a good place to practice swordsmanship.

So he didn't leave here. He held a three-foot sword and kept waving it.

After a long absence, here he was practicing the sword moves he had practiced in another world.

The basic sword was in his hand, swinging out sword lights that divided Yin and Yang.

His body jumped, circled, and pierced in the whirlpool. At first, his sword contended with the countless whirlpools, constantly cutting these whirlpools.

Later, his body moved with the whirlpool, as if he had become a part of the whirlpool, and the sword in his hand swung along with the power of the whirlpool.

But later, he changed the way he swung his sword. Each sword was against the power of the vortex, and each sword focused on breaking up the vortex with one sword.

Because he felt that his swordsmanship should not take this common way of taking advantage of others' advantage.

What I have to do is to face difficulties and separate yin and yang with one sword. Under my own sword, there should be no difficulty or ease, because no matter how difficult things are, they should be divided with one sword.

No matter what kind of law it is, it should be defeated with one sword.

There was a fight between Huanlong and the people from Qinghe. When they saw the sword light going back and forth in the whirlpool, they dispersed in shock. However, when they found that the people in the whirlpool did not come out, they started fighting again.

At this time, people from the Qinghe and Huanlong realms were already angry, and they would kill each other whenever they saw them. Almost everyone had relatives and friends die in the hands of the other, and there were more or less people from the other realm on his own hands.

's life.

The people who came here were not just a couple, but also groups. Sometimes it was a group of people here chasing one or two people over there, and sometimes it was a group of people over there chasing and beating the people here.

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Some who escape will flee into this whirlpool corridor to escape with their lives.

No one came to bother Lou Jinchen. After all, both parties knew that nothing would happen to the people here if they were not provoked. If they were provoked, they might die.

Originally, Huanlong had been retreating steadily, but at some point a group of people suddenly came to help Huanlong regain his defeat. Suddenly, they were evenly matched. Even if they were slightly at a disadvantage, they were no longer defeated.

potential.

Among the group of people who came, it was said that they were from the Nantan Star Region, invited by an elder named Yu from the Valley of the Wind.

One day, a Milky Way appeared in the starry sky. Beyond the Milky Way, there was a moon shining on the Milky Way.

This Galaxy is the sword formation of the Galaxy Sword Sect, a sword formation launched by their leader Ji Qingfeng for the edge.

And in the airspace in front of them, there was a misty starlight.

Huanlong and the people from the Nantan Star Territory set up a star formation and directly invited Qinghe to fight.

So Qinghe formed a sword formation with the Galaxy Sword Sect as the leader to break the formation, and the moon above his head was transformed from the Xuantian Treasure Realm of Xuantian Sect. The moonlight guided the direction of the sword formation, preventing the sword formation from getting lost in the starry sky.

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Lou Jinchen didn't know when he had left the whirlpool, and he looked at this shocking scene.

Even his eyes could not see the misty and chaotic starry sky clearly, and the moon transformed from the Xuantian Treasure Realm could not illuminate the misty starlight.

He has seen the war between the realms, and forming a strong formation is the mainstream.
To be continued...