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The sword intent of Changchong poured in, the black jade sword rose against the wind, the black sword body was deep, the two fronts were white and ethereal, surrounded by black sword energy and divine light, it looked extremely domineering.

Nine Swords·Dashitian.

As soon as the sword came out, Meng Buwei's expression changed instantly. The protective saber Mei Wangsu gave him was an elder's token. It was jointly forged by several elders of the Tianjianzong. .

But it depends on what you compare it to.

If you divide all the swords in Bulaoshan into four classes, the iron sword held by all the disciples is the last one, and the long swords that cut the heart, cut the red song, and Meng Buwei's own double cultivation of life and death are all in this row.

The third class, the elders carry tokens, condensed with pure sword intent, the forging method is unknown, unique to the Heavenly Sword Sect in the world, just like the Demon Suppressing Monument in Dashan Temple, even if it has something to do with it, it cannot be licked.

The second class is the Nine Swords passed down to this day by the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Dating back thousands of years ago, the Abandonment Sutra recruited a group of "incompetent" disciples. If they wanted to pass on the meaning of the immortal sword, no one could learn it, so they asked the disciples to forge their own swordsmanship.

The Nine Swords were born from this, and the Qili Sutra was passed one by one, using fingers as stones as the beginning of the Nine Swords.

With the invincible power of Qi Li Jing in the first life, it is needless to say the power of the Nine Swords consecrated by him personally. It is transcendent and unconventional, and has its own realm. As soon as it was born, it attracted Lei Jie to shape it again.

The nine swords took shape, and because of the opportunity of the thunder disaster, they carried the power of heaven. Each of the nine swords has a sword name, which is not taken by future generations, but the world itself.

As for the first class, it is the Heavenly Sword Peak transformed into the Iron Sword of the Abandonment Classic, which suppresses the foundation of the Heavenly Sword Sect's luck, claiming that the sky will not fall, it will be immortal.

Compared with the Nine Swords, the Elder's Saber seems to be only one level different, but in fact, the difference between acquired and innate is far more than cloud and mud.

To put it bluntly, the Elder's Saber is a mass-produced Nine Swords. It has not been consecrated by the scriptures of abandonment.

Because it is the world of cultivating immortals, the official is the sky, here, there will be no situation where pirated copies shoot the genuine ones to death on the beach.

As the second generation disciple of Lingxiao Sword Sect, Meng Buwei naturally recognized the supreme treasure Da Shitian, so he turned his head and left without saying a word.

Yu Jian fell straight into the abyss and trough, and at the same time cursed Lin Buyan for his deep scheming, playing cards one after another, without giving him a chance to catch his breath.

"Damn it, how noble the sect master's token is, it's just handed over to a third-generation disciple casually. This bastard is scheming all day long, and he doesn't want to lose face!"

As soon as the cursing ended, a black light overtook the car from behind and quickly fell down the dark cliff.

Meng Buwei's eyes were sharp, and he clearly saw the black light bestowing the sword on Mei Wangsu, secretly thinking that the Nine Swords were really invincible, and the speed of escape became faster.

It is not suitable to stay here for a long time, it is better to walk.

He made up his mind that it was impossible to kill Bai Jin, so he hurriedly told his master Mei Wangsu the news that Bai Jin was in power. They rushed into the secret realm to seize Dashitian, and the advantage was on their side.

This is solid!

As soon as the idea came up, the black sword light whizzed over, the heavy momentum was like a boundless sea crossing the sky, and it was like the sky was spinning. People looked down at the ocean in the air, and under the weightlessness, they couldn't tell where was the sky and which was the sea.

The black light passed straight through, washing over Meng Buwei's position, and the momentum continued to fall. After a long time, the abyss and canyon shook with a bang, trembling non-stop.

One sword knocked the elder's iron sword into the air, and one sword severely injured Meng Buwei. Bai Jin swept down the third sword with Dashitian in his hand, and chased after him to make up for it.

"Good sword, is this sword the Nine Swords of the Lingxiao Sword Sect?"

Zhan Hongqu's eyes lit up, watching the divine sword in Bai Jin's hand from a close distance, rubbing his hands together in greed.

want to touch.

The sword edge that Qi Lijing touched with her own hands, this kind of temptation is simply unbearable for sword cultivators, that is, she touched another Nine Swords Daweitian in the early years, was injured by the sword edge, and the wound on her fingertips could not heal. After three years of blood, I know the power of Nine Swords, otherwise I would have already touched it.

Bai Jin nodded, and fixed his eyes on the Sanyuan Sword Formation.

The sword formation formed its own realm, and the mysterious artistic conception touched the threshold of the fusion stage. She had read the library of the Lingxiao Sword Sect's mountain gate and knew the great power of the fusion stage monks.Just like the secret realm in front of you, a monk at the fusion stage can enclose it, delete and modify the shape of the secret realm at will, what's more, he can stitch several secret realms together, refine them for his own use, and create his own treasures.

Wen Bubei's Void Refining Realm has been completed for a hundred years, and with his aptitude, he should have broken through the fusion stage long ago, but he has not been able to, which does not affect him repeatedly jumping sideways on the threshold of the fusion stage.

Bai Jin was worried about Lu Bei's safety, so he didn't care to check whether Meng Buwei was dead or alive, so he strengthened his long-chong sword intent, and slashed down with his backhand.

The target this time is the Three Elements Sword Formation.

Swinging four swords in a row, the sword intent of Changchong was exhausted astonishingly, Bai Jin's body trembled, and his face turned pale involuntarily.

Seeing that the black light cut through the outer barrier of the sword array and pierced through an entrance and exit, a smile appeared on the pale and pretty face.

At this moment, Da Shitian in his palm suddenly trembled, the sword light soared, he broke away from the white brocade and plunged into the sword formation.

Bai Jin was dumbfounded by the sudden scene, thinking that this sword is a treasure passed down by his master, if it is lost, the Lingxiao Sword Sect may be destroyed, his face pales with fright, and his whole body is not well.

Zhan Hongqu didn't know the reason, so he curled his lips and said: "Junior Sister Bai, you dote on your little junior brother too much. Dashitian is the most precious treasure of the sect master, and sect master Lin entrusted it to you. You understand what it means, how can you let him Pass it on to others easily?"

"NO, I have not……"

"Da Shitian himself..."

……

At the bottom of the abyss, two consecutive black lights fell to the ground, tearing the abyss apart and killing all the poisonous beasts hidden here.

Amidst the gunpowder smoke, a figure climbed up and staggered forward.

"puff--"

Meng Buwei, with disheveled hair, covered his broken arm on the right side, and spewed out a mouthful of blood just after taking two steps.

He gasped for a few breaths, with lingering fears in his heart: "Fortunately, when he was fighting demons and defending the Tao in his early years, he learned how to survive with a broken arm from the demon gate. Otherwise, nine lives would not be enough to pay for it today."

"hateful!"

While speaking, he looked at the sky with a gloomy face, and said coldly: "Bai Jin has great power, I am not her opponent, and I will not complain if I lose. Junior brother, use your means to protect yourself, if you lose... Eldest brother, call Master to save you now."

After saying that, he quickened his walking speed.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly heard a strange sound behind him.

At the bottom of the dark abyss, a needle could be heard falling, and the rustling sound was comparable to thunder, and it exploded in the ears for a moment, making Meng Buwei's scalp numb.

He turned around suddenly, with a long sword in his hand, protecting his body with sword energy, and the small world unfolded rapidly.

"What the fuck is showing its head and tail, get out quickly!"

Rumbling--

In the boundless darkness, a wave of fire rises endlessly. In the center of the sea of ​​flames, a giant python with a body length of several hundred meters holds its head up, with wings on its back, and a pair of vertical snake eyes overlooking it.

The fire swept across, and the terrifying coercion descended, shattering the mountain wall and collapsing, and the vitality collapsed.

Meng Buwei: (°_°)

NMD, why?

The giant python is born with different phases, looking at the extraordinary product, the unstoppable heart palpitation reminds Meng Buwei, if he doesn't leave, today Wen Bubei is not sure whether he will live or die, he will definitely be buried in the snake kiss.

"Fellow Daoist, the person who disturbed your sleep is above, it has nothing to do with me!"

Meng Buwei's brows were sweating, secretly thinking that his luck was not good today, while retreating, while maintaining the stability of the small world, he tried his best to resist the raging waves of fire.

In the next second, his eyes went black, only to see the infinite red light oppressing the small world to shatter, and a huge body moving sideways.

Bang! !

The heart was broken and the sword was broken, and there was a sunken human-shaped imprint on the wall, and a lot of blood flowed out along the cracks in the broken stones.

The giant python folded its wings and threw itself into the sea of ​​flames, but within a few breaths, the flames dissipated like a giant python, leaving behind a slender and graceful figure on the spot.

She Yan: (ΦωΦ)

She moved her hands and feet on the spot, looked left and right, and subconsciously entered a demonized state, sticking out her tongue to catch the scent information in the air.

"Hiss—"

The thin golden-scaled snake coiled upwards, biting a strand of She Shan's hair with its mouth open, which seemed a little out of breath.

With a backhand grab, She Yan grabbed the golden-scaled thin snake, ignoring the latter's desperate struggle, and lifted the front of her chest, imprisoning it in great terror.

After finishing all this, She Yan raised his hand to support the burden on his chest, the vertical snake pupils looked up into the sky, and the corner of his mouth grinned, drooling.

呵嗞嗞——

The saliva fell to the ground, and black smoke rose.

Chapter 243 It's You

Click!

Click!Crackling——

The three-element sword array and the storm sword wheel circulate endlessly, but deep in the eye of the storm, bursts of extremely dense crackling sounds explode.

Lu Bei was in the middle of the formation, and his sword light cut and rubbed against him.

As the sword wheel advances slowly, the blade of the sword touches the flesh and blood, cracks spread all over in an instant, and when it advances again, it bursts loudly, turning into countless fragments of sword light and scattering.

[Sword Body Lv20 (550w/1200w)]

Seeing this, Wen Bubei frowned, Lu Bei used the power of the sword formation to hone his sword body, he would rather fight with injuries than resist with sword intent.Cultivation pays attention to step-by-step, and you can't force it. If you insist on doing it overnight, you will inevitably lose your foundation and suffer backlash. The same is true for the sword body. He firmly believes that Lu Bei will take the initiative to show the sword's intention after a long fight.

Unexpectedly, Lu Bei's sword body will become stronger when it is strong, and the greater the pressure from the outside world, the faster it will grow. It is a special case.

There are so many geeks in the world, if you can't do it, it doesn't mean others can't.

Wen Bubei exclaimed, without thinking too much, he sent the light spot held in his palm into the sword formation, condensed the sword intent of Chang Chong, Breaking Heaven, and Infinite Sword into one, and operated the three-element sword formation with all his strength.

Clang——

A clear sound of swordsmanship spread far away, shaking the sea of ​​swords, and the lingering sound lingered in the sword array for a long time.

Accompanied by this sword cry, the circulation speed of the sword sea suddenly accelerated, and the end to end gradually merged into one. In less than a few breaths, the countless sword lights gathered and only three remained.

Endless killings criss-cross it, and when the number is greatly reduced, the danger and crisis have increased by more than a hundred times.

Lu Bei's heart skipped a beat, and a huge sword blade struck in front of him. The invisible pressure forced the sword body to avoid the sharp edge temporarily, not daring to try it easily.

Such a powerful sword formation, I will make one another day!

He moved with difficulty in the sword array, barely avoiding the first sword edge, and in the blink of an eye, the second round of sword intent came in front of him, avoiding the unavoidable, starting Su Chen sword, bless the immortal sword intent to resist the edge .

The two fronts collided, and the majestic sword turned mountains and seas, and swept down violently.

At the center of the formation eye, Wen Bubei clapped his hands and applauded, the three clones each held a sword intent and merged into the three sword lights. Under the operation of the formation, the three sword lights joined together end to end, overlapping a terrifying and fierce sword.

The murderous air froze the air, and Lu Beiren was in the formation, facing the pressure of the supreme sword, and it became extremely difficult to even breathe.

Clang! ! !

At this moment, the high-pitched sword sound that was not weak at all resounded through the formation, and the black sword came through the air, as black as ink, and slowly hung in front of Lu Bei.

The sword hummed and trembled, and there seemed to be a sound of urging in the dark. This sound can only be understood, but cannot be expressed in words—use me.

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A string of question marks floated across Lu Bei's forehead. If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. This black dust sword has a strange origin and cannot be picked up.

"Dashitian!"

The position at the eye of the formation, Wen Bubei was shocked and turned pale, and without caring about presiding over the formation, he jumped out and reached out to grab the token of the head of the Lingxiao Sword Sect.

Holding the sword hilt in his hand, Wen Bubei was overjoyed and excited when the general situation suddenly shook, and a black sword light burst out, and he broke free, leaving Wen Bubei with bloody hands in place.

Take it again.

flutter.

Da Shitian took the initiative to avoid, and came behind Lu Bei, leaving Wen Bubei with a cold and heartless back.

Wen Bubei was dumbfounded, lost his mind as if his whole body was covered with a layer of gray mist.

Dashitian...

Sounds great.

Lu Bei saw it, squinted his eyes slightly, held the black hilt of his backhand and pointed at Wen Bubei, who retreated hastily and returned to the eyes of the formation as quickly as possible, driving the sword formation to reshape the killing momentum.

Holding Dashitian in his hand, the immortal sword intent in Lu Bei's body surged, and while his mana skyrocketed, the sword body strengthened accordingly, reaching a level that made him dumbfounded.

With this sword, you can cut and refine the Void Essence Spirit.

I don't know what to say, so let's go through the process!

"The secret realm is really unreasonable, there are all kinds of strange things, thank you for the gift of nature."

Lu Bei said with emotion, his eyes looked fiercely at the center of the formation's eyes, following the traction of Dashitian, injected immortal sword intent, and suddenly cut off a black light.

Swish! !

The black horse is trained to form a momentum, extending out infinitely, everything is split into two when the black light passes by, and it directly kills the eye of the formation.The rest of the momentum was vented down, and the three-element sword formation collapsed without taking shape, and the sword formation exploded into pieces with a bang.