Starting from helping someone rob a wedding, he was forced to hide in the Sunset Sect

The moonlight fell on Xu Yeyu and Zhang Jin, illuminating their faces.

Their figures intertwined in the silent night, the sword blades flashed a faint cold light, and the two spirit swords collided with each other, sparks flew, and a crisp metal collision sound was made.

The two men took a few steps back at the same time. Zhang Jin frowned. They had been fighting for dozens of rounds.

He didn't understand why a sword cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Stage could fight like this with a sword cultivator like him at the Foundation Breaking Stage. He had no advantage at all.

The gap between the Foundation Establishment Realm and the Foundation Breaking Realm is as vast as heaven and earth, not to mention the duel between sword cultivators in the late Foundation Establishment Realm and late Foundation Breaking Realm.

Around Xu Yeyu, the shadows of ten spirit swords instantly condensed, and all ten shadow swords emitted sharp sword energy.

Only then did Zhang Jin understand the identity of the monk in front of him.

It turned out that he was a disciple of the Sunset Sect, not the Rainy Day Sect.

The Qingfeng Sword is the sword technique of the Sunset Sect, and the phantoms of these ten spiritual swords are the symbol of the perfection of the Qingfeng Sword.

Zhang Jin originally thought that Xu Yeyu was a sword cultivator from the Sword Holding Sect, because he had not flown the sword since the fight. He did not expect that he was a sword cultivator from the Sword Controlling Sect.

Ten phantom spirit swords rushed towards Zhang Jin at a rapid speed, crossing a distance of several feet and pointing directly at his neck.

The spirit sword in Zhang Jin's hand flew out, and the spirit swords surrounded him. Each time, the spirit sword accurately aimed at the path of the phantom sword and shattered it. Ten phantom swords shattered in the air.

Zhang Jin had fought with the sword cultivators of Sunset Sect more than once before and was very familiar with the Qingfeng Sword.

He was also a sword cultivator from the Sword Controlling Sect. He originally thought that he only needed to deal with a cultivator in the late Foundation Establishment Stage and would not need to control the sword.

Before he took over another body, he was a swordsman at the Golden Core Realm. With his understanding of the sword techniques and sword moves at the fourth level, even if he used the sword moves of the Sword Holding School, even if this body had only broken through to the late Foundation Realm.

But dealing with a sword cultivator in the late Foundation Establishment Stage should be easy. Unexpectedly, he was wrong.

"I didn't expect you to be a swordsman from the Yu Jian Sect. I will deal with you seriously next time."

Zhang Jin's eyes were cold and ruthless. He could comprehend this kind of sword intent at the Foundation Establishment Stage. If he were at the same realm, he wouldn't even dare to think about it.

A flash of lightning flashed across the dark night sky, followed by a deafening thunder, and heavy rain poured down mercilessly.

The drizzle was like silk and mist, gently sprinkling on every inch of land in the back garden, droplets falling on the petals of the flowers, and the rain rolled down the petals.

Suddenly, a sound of breaking air resounded through the sky, breaking the silence.

"You must die here today."

Zhang Jin's spirit sword made a crisp sound, his voice was cold and cruel, revealing an absolute confidence.

The spiritual sword glowed with white light, piercing through the dark rain curtain and ruthlessly tearing apart the obstacles blocking the way forward. The tiny raindrops were enveloped by spiritual energy and sword intent, and instantly evaporated into hazy white mist.

The fog filled every corner of the back garden, blocking the view. The hazy and dark scenery gave people an unreal feeling.

A silvery-white light flashed across the sky, as if someone had violently torn the curtains apart.

The torn hole was approaching Xu Yeyu. If he couldn't dodge it, he would be torn in half like the rain curtain.

Xu Yeyu stood where he was, neither dodging nor dodging.

The rain wet his hair and soaked his clothes. The black hair in front of his forehead hung down heavily, almost blocking Xu Yeyu's vision.

In the rainstorm, Xu Yeyu showed a serious look for the first time.

He raised the spirit sword in his hand, and the spirit sword trembled in his hand. The fine raindrops were shattered like swords, turning into countless raindrops, struggling to dissipate in the air.

The stone road could not withstand the collision of the two sword intentions, and cracks began to appear. The cracks spread in all directions, and bursts of roaring sounds were heard.

A rainless area formed where Xu Yeyu was.

Zhang Jin looked at Xu Yeyu in disbelief. He had not held back during the fight just now.

But he still couldn't touch this disciple of Sunset Sect. He couldn't understand why his attack had no effect on the other party?

There is a whole realm gap between them, Xu Yeyu should not be able to block this sword.

This is impossible!

There was some anger on Zhang Jin's face. Such genius must be strangled in the cradle and must not be allowed to grow up!

Silver rays of light splashed on the rain-soaked stone road. A sword mark suddenly appeared under Zhang Jin's feet, and then it quickly extended like a spider web, covering the entire ground.

His spiritual sword was infused with surging true energy, and his hands were clasped tightly together to form a sword gesture.

With a roar, Zhang Jin used all his strength to swing the magic sword violently!

Wherever the spirit sword passed, cracks crisscrossed, like a huge spider web woven on the surface of the earth.

The sound of rain gradually faded away.

Xu Yeyu put his fingers together, and his calm black eyes reflected the spirit sword coming towards him. He could sense the chill on the spirit sword.

If he was hit by this sword, he would die here. This sword is really too powerful.

The blade of Bixia's sword glowed with a strange red light.

Xu Yeyu drew his sword, and suddenly a beam of fire appeared in the back garden. The blazing flames evaporated the rainwater it passed through. Those colorful flowers with charming fragrance burned up in the blink of an eye and turned into ashes and dissipated.

In the rainstorm, Bixia's sword was as powerful as the blazing sun, with the harsh hissing sound intertwined with the thunder.

The spiritual swords collided with each other, and a crisp sound echoed throughout Zhang's mansion. Dozens of sword marks appeared on the blue brick path, and rain water was blown away.

Xu Yeyu had already retreated before the spiritual swords collided, but his left shoulder was still injured. He used his true energy to stop the wound and stabilize his body.

Soon, the dark clouds gradually dissipated and the heavy rain gradually stopped.

Zhang Jin's sword was stuck upside down to the side, while Xu Yeyu's sword pierced deeply into Zhang Jin's chest, making his face become paler and paler.

He didn't understand why he lost to a sword cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage. His sword intent was obviously stronger than Xu Yeyu's.

Zhang Jin thought of Xu Yeyu's sword. It was not just the sword intent, but also something else.

What exactly is it?

He lowered his head and looked carefully at Xu Yeyu's spirit sword, and found that several runes gradually began to disappear and the light became weaker and weaker.

Runes, he actually drew runes on the spirit sword!

How did he draw the runes on the spirit sword in such a short time? He was also proficient in formation?

Zhang Jin knelt down, then fell face down to the ground, without any breath left.

A black soul emerged from his body into the air. This was the original soul of the demon cultivator, and he wanted to escape.

Even if a cultivator in the Jindan realm loses his physical body, as long as he still retains his soul, he can use some special means to rebuild a new body and be reborn.

The sword flashed, and the demon cultivator's soul completely dissipated with a shrill scream.

The main center of the Five Elements Sealing Array was destroyed, and the last two red pillars in the night sky gradually disappeared.

The rain stopped.

The formation has been lifted.