Going east on the Defeng Ancient Road, five hundred miles away, you can see:
The green peaks are like a screen, reaching into the sky; the cliffs are covered with verdant green and filled with clouds and smoke.
With a flash of red rainbow light, Lin Chongyang stepped onto the top of the mountain, waiting for the arrival of others.
In this world, details have always determined success or failure.
Just like the Confucian scholars who guard the ancient virtues, excellent grades are just the foundation. If you want to be competent, you must at least understand the many forces in the world and the characteristics of the masters.
With this alone, his ability far exceeds that of the leaders of the third-rate sects in the world.
Lin Chongyang had the same intention of placing the location of the sword certification here. In the final analysis, it is still those four words.
There is no grievance between the two parties, and the other party's character is not bad, so there is no need to make a big show of the sword. It is enough that only the person involved knows the result.
If it is done in public, even if the person involved does not care, the subsequent impact will not be good.
This is Jianghu. In the final analysis, it is still those four words, just those four words.
After a moment, three rainbow lights landed at the same time. Jiangnan Chunxin and Yi Qiunian consciously stepped aside. They had already known each other on the way there.
Yi Qiunian actually didn't agree with his friend's visit to Zhengjian, but he couldn't stop his friend's determination, and no one could stop him, so he could only help him.
The two of them knew Lin Chongyang only about the scene of ten thousand swords ringing in unison in the past, and the Confucian sect's subsequent publicity did not have much useful information. But it was the sight of thousands of swords that resounded in unison that strengthened the Demonic Sword's belief in proving the sword, because he was determined to move forward, regardless of everything, and only pursued perfect sword attainments.
"Now that you have demonstrated your sword, let's show it."
Lin Chongyang did not speak. This was not a voice, but a sword intention that reached directly into people's hearts. With the most benevolent and kind sword intention, it touched the heart and conveyed his thoughts.
It is the product of the advanced cultivation in the secret realm of Tianqiao in the past. If the opponent's cultivation is too poor or his will is not strong, he will be weaker first without actually fighting.
"please.
As soon as he finished speaking, the magic flow sword's true energy moved, and a huge sword was thrown into the air from behind. Then, a streamer shot towards the hilt of the sword, and with a flick of the palm, the sword was unsheathed.
The blade of the sword is blue-black, extremely sharp, and is designed to be split in two.
When Lin Chongyang saw this, Yinglong appeared and the two faced each other with swords. The atmosphere was solemn for a moment.
The next moment, the body did not move, the mind moved first, the energy was splashing everywhere, and the momentum was magnificent.
Waves of smoke and dust erupted with the two of them as the center, and everywhere they touched were staggered sword marks. Even though he was witnessing the sword, Lin Chongyang did not overwhelm them with his strength. Seeing this scene, Yi Qiunian, who was watching the battle from a distance, breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, he also sighed that the leader of the Confucian sect was worthy of the title of the Emperor of Swords. His moral character was so high that ordinary people could not match it.
"kill!"
With an awe-inspiring drink, the Demonic Sword moved first, as fast and sharp as a cheetah, the sword edge emitted a cold light, and attacked Lin Chongyang. clang!
The swords clashed and the swords clashed, just like the scene of thousands of swords reappearing in the past. The magic sword quickly broke away from it with a firm mind.
"not bad."
He still conveys his feelings with his mind, but does not hide the appreciation in it. The greater the flaw in his state of mind, the more passive he will be when facing him. If the Magic Sword can do this, the distance to one step further is not far away.
"The sword weeps blood!"
However, he saw that the body of the Demonic Sword changed, he gave up the temptation, and used the ultimate sword. The sword path was crazy and wild, and all the moves were as heavy as Mount Tai. The devil is the same as the sword. Move forward indomitably. Even if you are doomed today, you will have no regrets.
"One's own mind is clear!"
Just like the constancy of heaven, the poor man's heart changes, and he anticipates the enemy's opportunity first, so he goes ahead when he should do it, and stops when he should stop.
Ding ding ding ding one by one!
The power of the Demonic Sword's sword goes forward in an unstoppable manner, using his sword moves to the fullest to continuously launch attacks.
Between Lin Chongyang's moves and moves, his sword path keeps changing: quick, heavy, strange, ruthless, light, skillful, clever...all in one.
During the exchange of swords, Mo Liujian discovered that no matter how his offensive changed, it was all under the opponent's control. Every move and style was broken by the opponent with different sword paths and just the right timing.
"kill!'
The crazier his eyes became and the more ferocious his sword skills became, but the Demonic Sword's heart became calmer.
"With this one move, if you can get out of it, you will have a bright future."
Even though it was just one move, it was far better than thousands of moves. Lin Chongyang's swordsmanship resonated well, and his shots were measured.
The sound of gold and iron ringing is endless, like rain hitting banana trees, like beads falling on a jade plate.
The King of Swords, the Demon of Swords, the top swordsman, the most extreme sword fight.
Blood splattered, a life-threatening atmosphere shrouded the body, and there were countless wounds on the Demon Sword.
But even he himself didn't realize that none of these wounds were fatal.
"The magic sword weeps blood!'
When the real energy was restored, he saw that the sword in the palm of the Demon Sword was suddenly split into two.
The swords are divided into two parts, and the sword energy comes out at the same time, trying to get out of the predicament.
"not enough."
I saw the edge of Yinglong's sword turned, and the styles of the God Emperor and the Gentleman were differentiated. Lin Chongyang held the two swords, and then broke the Demon Sword Style.
Two different sword intentions penetrated the two swords, and Lin Chongyang regained control of the rhythm of the battle. If he remembered correctly, although the early magic sword created wind marks, it had too many limitations and the two sword techniques could not be used at the same time.
After receiving the attack with the Demonic Sword, he added several wounds to his body. He knew from the first time he practiced swordsmanship that only by risking everything could he gain the possibility of breaking through to the peak. At that time, he used living people to practice swordsmanship. Today, he will use his own swordsmanship to practice swordsmanship. His life was also on the line.
"Master, please use all your strength. If my true skills stop here, I will die without regrets."
He accepted the other party's wishes, but the journey to prove the sword would have to end with the defeat of one party.
If not, it is an insult to the sword, a lifetime of regret, and a lifetime of guilt.
"Then, take it.'
Sensing the other party's belief, Lin Chongyang sighed in his heart and at the same time, he regained control of his sword.
Although he has provided a reasonable route for the other party, as long as his move is broken, he can emerge from the cocoon and become a butterfly; but the other party obviously does not want this, or in other words, this is not enough.
It is indeed the magic sword of this era.
The two swords are intertwined behind the back, Lin Chongyang's true head is moving, his Taoist heart is revealed, and the decisive move appears.
"Ask for peace of mind and no worries!'
An Ze has a strong Taoist heart, and after having a Taoist heart, he will target the weaknesses one by one to the extreme!
Before the move was made, the sword intent spread, and the force of restraint reduced the magic sword's power by three points, and countless blood marks appeared on his body. Then, the sword came out!
Magic Sword knew in his heart that this was the last move.
If the speed is not enough, you die; if the strength is not enough, you die.
Despite the gurgling blood flowing, Mo Liujian's heart truly felt at peace at this moment.
Tick! Tick!
Blood dripped, but time seemed to have stopped at this moment; consciousness seemed to have returned to the past.
The demon rules the demon world. He and Zhu Tian do not want to be restrained by the demon and choose to run away.
Zhu Tian founded the Demon Sword Way, but he had no interest in martial arts struggles, so he devoted all his energy to pursuing the ultimate in swordsmanship.
Although there were some mistakes in the process, I have corrected them after being enlightened by my good friend Reminiscence in the Autumn Year.
Looking back on the past, facing the true heart, the Demonic Sword moved.
"Magic Sword!"
"Wind Scar!"
Yokono's crazy magic sword, the calm and joyful Wind Trace, and the black and white figures intertwined are proof of self-breakthrough. The two figures merge into one, which is the ultimate sublimation.
The magic sword was handed out, as fast as a meteor, but as heavy as Mount Tai.
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