When speaking when you set out on the sword, you will easily be distracted.

Moreover, when you speak, your breath shakes, which easily makes your sword moves become incomplete.

But at a certain moment, the swordsman often has the urge to speak, that is, when he feels that he is sure to win and is about to win.

At this moment, Wen Guanyue felt that this sword could already win.

He felt that Yan Xinlan's mind was all in this silk-wrapped sword move, but this silk-wrapped sword had no effect on him, just like Yan Xinlan completely lost her move, and one sword move directly cut him to something that had nothing to do with him. Such a time gap would naturally allow him to win.

However, it was different from what he thought.

Yan Xinlan didn't say anything.

She seemed to be still using this silk-wrapped sword with all her heart and strength, and even did not see the sword light extending from the air and stabbing her in her eyes.

Her sword seemed to have not changed at all, at least in the eyes of most ordinary spectators.

However, in the perception of many practitioners, her sword changes.

Her wrists were slightly raised up.

At the same time, a stream of true energy that seemed to have accumulated in her body for a moment rushed out of her hands wildly and injected into the sword body of her jasper sword.

This sword, which seemed to be as calm as her, suddenly had a wild and crazy aura.

Many runes that are usually invisible on the sword suddenly scattered countless white lights, just like countless white flowers suddenly blooming.

At the same time, the sword was stretching.

The sword in Wen Guanyue's hand was just the sword light extending, but the sword was the sword itself stretching.

The tip of her sword had a slightly upward angle. As her sword body stretched out in extreme times, the tip of the Jashua Sword cut into the sword light wrapped outside the small sword of Wen Guanyue.

A sneer.

It was like a red-burned knife cutting into frozen lard.

Wen Guanyue's true energy cultivation is originally stronger than Yan Xinlan, not to mention that even if Yan Xinlan forcibly improves her cultivation, there is still a big gap between him in terms of true energy control, so in Zhen

In terms of Yuan power, Yan Xinlan could not compete with him.

This is also one of the important reasons why Yan Xinlan's silk-wrapped sword cannot entangle his sword light.

Another most critical issue is that few sword lights can be condensed and become a sword after they leave the runes on the sword.

This is a very special sword-making method. This method represents the degree of tenacity of true energy and represents a unique secret technique of using true energy.

However, no matter how strong the true energy is, it cannot be compared with the real famous sword and sword body.

This is the essential reason why powerful sword masters need a powerful sword.

Yan Xinlan's sword was extremely stable, and she turned a blind eye to the sword light that stabbed her.

With the slight sound, the tip of her sword cut open the true energy and continued to move forward, stabbing the small sword held by Wen Guanyue.

The tip of the sword touched the sword body, and the metal rubbed violently, and bright Mars appeared.

These Mars are included by the true essence and the largely compressed heaven and earth vital energy. At this time, these true essence and the largely compressed heaven and earth vital energy are like an outlet for catharsis and are spreading rapidly outward.

A bang!

These Mars suddenly caused a burst of explosion.

A dazzling ball of fire exploded from the tip of her sword and the small sword held by Wen Guanyue, gushing out!

Wen Guanyue's words had just been spoken, and his voice instantly turned into a shocking and angry roar with the explosion!

He didn't dare to force his small sword anymore, otherwise his finger would be cut off by his small sword in an instant!

Amid his roar of shock and anger, he felt as if he was burned, and he let go and retreated wildly.

The sword light on the small sword exploded instantly, and the small sword flew towards the sky.

The jasper sword in Yan Xinlan's hand shook violently, sank down and landed on the ground.

Her figure is still moving forward.

The tip of the sword that pierced into the soil in front of her was lifted up, her sword body bent slightly, and then suddenly stretched out in the next moment.

The dust raised by the tip of her sword gathered the fire light shot from the sword body and her true energy power, and rushed forward together!

Wen Guanyue brushed forward with his right hand, and the surging power of true energy swept away the dust flames that were coming from the front. His feet were lit on the ground, and he retreated several feet in an instant.

He thought Yan Xinlan would naturally go back.

However, he was wrong again.

Yan Xinlan collects her sword.

She slowly withdrew the Jashua Sword, and the sword body went from shock to absolutely stable.

A sound of amazement rang.

Wang Jingmeng smiled.

His eyes were full of admiration.

He felt that Yan Xinlan could win, but Yan Xinlan was stronger than he thought.

Dust is flying in front of Wenguan Yue.

His small sword was flying to a high place and then falling dejectedly.

His lips began to tremble slightly.

Until this time, many practitioners present at the six realms began to understand the sentence he had said before.

After cultivating the sixth realm, practitioners can turn the sword into sword element and practice the natal sword.

The true essence technique he practiced was obviously special. If there was another special sword that could cooperate, then after he reached the sixth realm, he would naturally be much better than ordinary sixth realm practitioners.

The Jashua Sword is obviously a sword that is very suitable for his cultivation of the true essence.

So he really wanted to have this sword.

But he seemed unable to defeat the current master of the sword.

Of course he could not admit defeat and fight again, but his sword had already been removed, and his true energy was much more severe than Yan Xinlan.

Yan Xinlan's posture of closing the sword and restraining his breath at this time made him understand that Yan Xinlan would still take a defensive position next, and would still patiently wait to consume his true energy.

He can no longer take action.

"I understand that this sword is important to you, but since I have become the master of this sword before, and this sword is in my hands, I cannot not understand its speciality." Yan Xinlan's voice sounded and fell clearly into his ears.

In the crowd, the old man in yellow robe outside Zheng Xiu's car took a deep breath. He fell silent and he was sure that what Zheng Xiu said was right.

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