The understanding is incredible: In the beginning, I was invited to pick up the Yihua Palace.

It has to be said that Yan Nantian, the former Ming Dynasty's No. 1 Divine Sword, truly deserves his reputation.

Even if he is reduced to this situation now, he is still an extremely difficult opponent!

Ji Changan had already used one of his most powerful trump cards, the Void Sword Control Sutra.

Suddenly, it was impossible to defeat the opponent easily!

The two of them fought quickly, and they were inextricably killed.

In just a short moment, they had already fought for nearly a hundred rounds, but they were still evenly matched.

Seeing that it was difficult to win by ordinary means, Ji Changan's eyes were cold, and a cold light surged in his eyes. He took a deep breath, and then let out a low drink.

"If you can take my move, so what if I lose!"

"Void Sword Controlling Sutra, Sword Shadow Light Splitting Technique!"

Amidst the soft drink, Ji Changan was seen making sword gestures with his fingers, gathering energy to control the sword, and the vast ocean of Taiyin Qi quietly penetrated into the dagger. The bright moonlight suddenly appeared on the dark green dagger, and then transformed. Countless silver-white sword shadows appeared, some were long or short, some were real or some were empty, enveloping endless cold air, just like the wind and snow in the sky, flowing out freely.

Yan Nantian was unable to dodge and was instantly enveloped by countless sword shadows. He had no choice but to wave his long sword desperately, trying his best to resist the chaotic sword shadows that were like a sudden rain.

But even so, it was still difficult to resist. The tall body was soon covered with countless scars, and he let out fierce roars.

On the other side, although Ji Changan's face was pale and the Qi in his body was almost exhausted, he still refused to give up and continuously penetrated the Taiyin Qi into the dagger.

Suddenly, thousands of sword lights fell like drizzle!

Finally, Yan Nantian couldn't withstand Ji Changan's storm-like attack. His tall body was riddled with holes and he collapsed like a mountain collapsing, shaking up countless dust.

Wait until the dust falls to the ground, under the gaze of countless eyes that are either shocked, horrified or ecstatic.

Ji Changan stood with his hands behind his back, a dark green dagger surrounding him like flying swallows, making him look like the sword fairy in the story!

From beginning to end, his steps never moved, his expression was indifferent, and his whole body exuded an indescribable indifference and mistiness.

Looking at Yan Nantian who was lying on the ground with bruises all over his body, Ji Changan looked calmly and said slowly:

"Accepted."

Yan Nantian fell to the ground silently, panting hard. Although his eyes were still blood red, he no longer had the strength to fight anymore.

"Won——"

"The young master wins!"

"Humph, let me just say, how could that Yan Nantian be the young master’s opponent!"

Among the crowd in Yihua Palace, the two girls Helu Heshuang took the lead in cheering.

During these months of getting along, the two of them have seen many magical powers in Ji Changan, and they already respect this young master like a god!

"It is really unimaginable that the young master defeated Yan Nantian!"

The elder in black from Yihua Palace looked at Ji Changan's back and sighed in disbelief:

"He is only nine years old!"

Another old woman in black was extremely surprised and said excitedly:

"God has blessed me to have such a wonderful young master in Yihua Palace!"

Compared with the ecstasy on the Yihua Palace side, Wei Wuya and the others on the other side were all in a daze.

Everyone was trembling, their eyes were wide open, and their faces were full of confusion. They just felt like they were doing a bizarre and bizarre thing. Weird dream

"Yan Nantian, lost?!"

"Still lost to a young boy!"

"Am I dreaming! ?"

Wei Wuya's face was distorted and he murmured in disbelief.

It's not that he couldn't accept the reality, but that everything he saw was too unbelievable.

Even if he saw it with his own eyes, he still couldn't help but doubt that his own eyes were It's not like something went wrong.

That brat was wielding a sword in the air just now!

No matter how much Wei Wuya thought, he could not imagine that there could be such mysterious and strange methods in the world, which were almost like magic and magic.

Before this, he had thought about it many times.

This time he went to Yihua Palace to take revenge, and the strongest enemy he could encounter was Yaoyue Lianxing.

But Wei Wuya never expected that there was actually something hidden in Yihua Palace. Such a monster!

At this moment, a feeling of extreme fear and uneasiness quietly emerged from Wei Wuya's heart

"no!"

"Yan Nantian has been defeated, and this kid is still here. My revenge plan today will not succeed no matter what!"

"The current plan is to leave here as soon as possible!"

"A gentleman's revenge is never too late!"

Thinking of this, Wei Wuya made a decisive decision, turned the direction of the wheelchair, and turned around to escape.

The wheelchair Wei Wuya was riding was a mechanical wheelchair that he had spent several years of hard work and made himself.

Its speed is quite fast, and there are also It contains all kinds of exquisite mechanisms and props.

Wei Wuya, who is riding in this wheelchair, is even more dexterous and faster than most normal people.

However, how could Ji Changan just watch this provoking rat come to his door, in front of his eyes? Escape under the child?

"Humph, want to escape?"

Seeing Wei Wuya trying to escape, Ji Changan sneered, a cold light surged in his eyes, and he muttered something in a low voice:

"In the eight hundred years since I have been practicing Taoism, I have never killed anyone with a flying sword!"

"Today, I will use your head to sacrifice my precious flying sword!"