"Brother Fang? Brother Fang..."
Lin Ji put away his sword stance, and the thousands of phantoms returned to one place, but Fang Yunshan was already stunned on the spot.
After shouting several times in a row, Fang Yunshan finally woke up from his shock.
He looked at Lin Ji again in disbelief!
"This, is this still the four-realm kid I brought out from Ghost King City back then? In just a few years, he actually developed such magical skills!"
At first, when Lin Ji's cultivation level soared and he rose all the way up, Fang Yunshan didn't take it seriously.
Because he was also a peerless genius! He was also inexplicably amazing!
Later, when he heard that Lin Ji came out of the country and became the chosen one, Fang Yunshan was very moved.
It turns out that the one who is chosen every ten thousand years is right beside me, and I have saved his life several times! In fact, this so-called chosen one is nothing more than that! I just have better luck!
Even when Lin Ji personally killed Qin Ye, Fang Yunshan was never so surprised.
He also thought: "He is indeed the son of fate! But if it were me, with the power of the Nine Great Masters, I would be able to have such power!"
Just now, Fang Yunshan was a little surprised when he heard that his adoptive father Wei Yannian had already returned to his service.
What kind of person is the adoptive father?
He knows it all too well!
Perhaps, this boy is really like the Holy Emperor back then? Can it be an extraordinary blessing? Or even worse? !
Until now!
It was Lin Ji's amazing swordsmanship that completely impressed Fang Yunshan!
Fang Yunshan has entered Taoism with a sword and studied hard for many years, but he is still halfway there.
He thought that he had already seen all kinds of magic in the world, and there was no technique that could shock him.
But Lin Ji not only knew the magical method, but also used it as a basis to transform it into divine magic!
At the moment when the thousands of remaining threads of cause and effect turned into sword shadows, Fang Yunshan seemed to have suddenly touched the door to attainment!
That is the door to enlightenment!
How many years!
Never had such an opportunity!
Is this the blessing of the Holy Lord?
"Is it possible that I will finally achieve enlightenment?"
According to what Lin Ji said, the Supervisor Tiansi can ascend to the Tao with only 10% of the Qi of the Nine Provinces. What about the Supervisor Tiansi who really governs the upper and lower thirty-three days and the three thousand realms of life and death?
What is the path forward for the people in this situation?
Heavenly being?
Land fairy?
Or even more vast and boundless...
"Brother Fang, what do you think of this move?" Lin Ji stepped over and asked with a smile.
"Holy Lord!" Fang Yunshan bowed his hands with great respect: "This sword should only exist in heaven!"
Lin Ji glanced at him and said: "You'd better not call me Holy Lord for the time being. Just like when I had to call you Brother Fang, it was really uncomfortable! Well! This sword technique is based on my own karma and karma. , integrating the strengths of each family, although there are still some shortcomings, it is still worthy of a fight! It just doesn’t have a name yet, and Brother Fang is the first person to see it, do you have any suggestions? "
Fang Yunshan was shocked when he heard this!
"Historically, Taoism and swordsmanship have been kept secrets of various schools, but Lin Ji did not hide his secrets."
"It can be seen that they have never regarded me as an outsider."
"The creator and performer of such a divine skill has his own heavenly power. The person who became famous for it also had a great opportunity, and the dozen or so people who entered the Tao in the first year are far incomparable!"
"This is another great blessing for me!"
Fang Yunshan thought about it seriously and said: "Since it is obtained by cause and effect, and it also attracts everyone's surprise, I think it is better to call it the Ten Thousand Extermination Sword."
"Oh?" Lin Jiqi said, "Tell me in detail?"
"The masters of each school have many strange techniques, which are called ten thousand. If you get karma and retribution, your business will be destroyed! As soon as this sword comes out, all the cause and effect will be wiped out, and all will be wiped out!"
"Okay!" Lin Ji smiled and said, "Then name it after this. This sword is called Wan Mie!"
Click!
A thunderclap fell with the sound.
Fang Yunshan was suddenly overjoyed, seeing that the arduous step towards attainment was one step closer!
"Holy Lord, I have learned a lot today, so I'll go on my own first!" Fang Yunshan bowed his hands and shouted with joy,
"Okay!" Before Lin Ji responded, Fang Yunshan flicked his sleeves and disappeared.
Uh-huh! Uh-huh! Uh-huh!
As Fang Yunshan disappeared, the sword lights from all four directions fell in all directions, and in the blink of an eye, the realm was shattered and completely gone.
…
The bright moon is in the head, and the eyes are full of darkness.
The young man who had fallen on the ground had already stood up, but none of them were so excited that no one wanted to retreat. They all wielded their long swords and imitated Lin Ji's style, stabbing, picking, chopping, and stabbing with style.
Only Mo Bei was still holding on to the spear, sometimes dancing in the wind, sometimes standing there with his eyes closed and meditating - everyone else was imitating the sword technique, but he was the only one thinking about how to break through it. .
Buzz!
At this moment, a dragon roar was heard.
Everyone stopped their movements in unison and turned to look.
In the pavilion, Tianguan, who had gone somewhere just now, appeared again, holding a rusty half-broken sword in his hand. The sword was stretching out uncontrollably, as if it was about to break out at any moment.
Even Lin Ji was puzzled by such a strange sight!
There had been such a situation before, but it was caused by the curse cast by Jiang Wang on the Human Saint Sword. This Xueli long sword had been carried on Xiao Changqing's body before, and it hadn't been there for a moment since...
"Huh?" Lin Jizheng was wondering when he saw the sword shaking slightly, as if it was searching for somewhere.
A closer look revealed that many young men had stopped, some were saluting him, while others had expressions of surprise on their faces. Mo Bei was the only one standing in the distance, as if he knew nothing about Lin Ji who suddenly appeared again. He was still dancing with his spear, stabbing and swinging it, as if he was still immersed in the battle at that time.
But the strange thing is that the sword is pointing at Mo Bei!
He swayed left and right with his figure, and at the same time, the buzzing sound became louder and louder.
Lin Ji didn't hear a hint of hostility from the buzzing sound of the sword. Instead, it was more like... an old horse that had wandered thousands of miles away and was so happy to suddenly see its owner from a distance!
Could it be...
Lin Ji suddenly thought of it!
When Xiao Changqing gave him the sword, he said that this tattered rusty iron long sword was called Xue Li, and it was said to have been left behind by Mo Yiming, the commander-in-chief of the Holy Emperor's expedition to the north.
And as seen on the memorial tablet in the temple underground in Fanyun City, Commander Zhengbei was named Mo Lu.
No matter what, the surname of Commander Zhengbei should be Mo.
Mo Shuai...
Mo Bei?
Could it be that the young man from Manu who secretly learned martial arts was actually a descendant of Mo Shuai?
Did the spirit in the sword glimpse the blood aura?
Lin Ji took a closer look and saw that there was indeed a trace of dark black blood hanging on the armor plate under Mo Bei's left shoulder. It should be that he had been injured earlier.
Lin Ji thought for a while, simply obeyed the sword's intention, and suddenly let go of his hand.
Whoosh!
The sword jumped out with a fierce movement. Lin Ji was afraid of an accident and hurriedly flew closer. The blood-breaking sword suddenly stopped when it came to Mo Bei's side. It buzzed and swiped against the back armor again and again. It looked like a coquettish old dog constantly licking its master's trouser legs.
But at this time, Mo Bei was still silently thinking about deciphering the sword moves, his eyes slightly closed and motionless, as if he was not aware of the chaos at all.
"Huh? Yes!" Suddenly, Mo Bei suddenly opened his eyes!
