A mortal, using the power of the third layer of the Buddhist formless golden body.
A mortal who embodies the power of the Phoenix's six reincarnations.
He wanted to face off with a sword against a peerless master who was about to enter the realm of transcending tribulation, and who would be able to ascend to the fairy world in a short time.
When the sword came out, he didn't care, and he didn't care whether it could break the goddess or not and slash out with a unique sword!
Because he is a sword, if there is a mountain in front of you, you have to cut it with one sword.
As for whether the sword in the opponent's hand would fall on him, he no longer cared. The worst he could do was to reach Nirvana again.
Because this is my territory and I am invincible here!
So, in the eyes of Yan Yunjiao and hundreds of elders and disciples, the young man holding a rusty sword and sparkling with lightning drew a circle in front of their Valley Master.
As a result, the wind and rain in the sky instantly condensed into two slowly swimming fish, two different colors...
One black and one white fish.
Even Yan Yunjiao, who was holding the fairy sword, frowned. Being able to mobilize the wind and rain in the sky meant that the young man in front of him understood the voice of this world.
And she is still a little bit behind.
So, in the eyes of hundreds of people, the two fish swimming slowly in the sky became smaller and smaller, and became more and more solid.
Finally, a seemingly invisible barrier formed in front of the young man and opposite the Master of the Divine Flower Valley.
And Li Xiuyuan, who knew nothing about the Yin-Yang Dao, only relied on his partial understanding of the power of heaven and earth and the two sword powers in his body!
He transformed the two completely different sword powers of water and fire into the two original shapes between heaven and earth!
The yin and yang of heaven and earth, the sword divides water and fire...
Then, in the eyes of everyone, the rain in the sky seemed to gradually become heavier, so heavy that the young man holding a long sword covered with rust was trembling slightly!
They also saw something wrong with each other, and it wasn't because the young man was afraid.
Instead, it was an iron sword stained with rain. The young man who was soaked by the wind and rain felt as if he was pressed up against a mountain in an instant. The weight of the mountain was unbearable for the young man in front of him, so he was trembling slightly.
Then some disciples cheered softly.
As a result, more disciples are proud of their goddess-like millet. Only with such a grain master can they feel the power of practice and not lose their way.
And Yan Yunjiao was also confused, because right now she was condensing the power of the peak of Mahayana, releasing her boundless power, and was about to strike out the sword she was most proud of!
With one sword, she was going to cut off the past between Shenhua Valley and Kangchuan City, and cut off the karma with this hateful guy in front of her!
The fairy sword emitted a dazzling light in her hand, and in front of everyone, a golden mandala appeared on the head of the Valley Master. It was said that it was the sacred flower of the Divine Flower Valley.
Like Li Xiuyuan's yin and yang fish, Yan Yunjiao's divine flower is also gently rotating, changing from large to small, and gradually becoming more solid.
In the eyes of everyone, Li Xiuyuan looked like an overwhelmed child in front of the Divine Flower Valley, with the iron sword in his hand trembling slightly.
Almost in the next moment, he would kneel down in front of the Valley Master.
At this time, Li Xiuyuan turned the wind and rain in the sky into a big mountain, as majestic and tall as a bamboo peak!
After condensing this mountain-heavy cage, he suddenly remembered that he could not use the Hidden Dragon in the Yuan because he had lost the power of the dragon.
It's just that the power is not there, but the sword moves are imprinted in his divine sea and in his flesh and blood.
So, he turned the mountain-cutting snow into a hidden dragon in the abyss. After losing the power of the dragon...
Then he slashed the dragon-like Yin-Yang fish in an instant, turning it into a slanting wind and drizzle all over the sky, and turned into countless Saha sentient beings.
This sword no longer cuts the snow with a mountain!
This sword is no longer a hidden dragon in the abyss!
This sword is not a saha being!
Because Li Xiuyuan did not turn the power of yin and yang into millions of flowers, but took all the power back into the Samsara Sword in an instant.
For him, the Samsara Sword in his hand no longer has the power of reincarnation. It is just an ordinary iron sword, or even his purple bamboo sword engraved with magical symbols.
Hundreds of disciples behind the Divine Flower Valley Master cheered, because the sacred flower on the Valley Master's head became more and more solid, and suddenly flew towards the young man in the wind and rain!
But when everyone looked up and stared, they found that the rain and mist on the young man's head, which looked like two fishes, had dissipated without a trace.
This is Shenhua's absolute suppression of Yu'er. When she sees the Valley Master, she will cut away the wind and rain in front of her with one sword!
The spring rain falling from the sky turned into a spring breeze that followed the rain into the night, and quietly entered Li Xiuyuan's Samsara Sword.
As a result, the wind and rain in the sky stopped cheering and stopped breathing almost instantly.
Because the spring breeze broke, it was cut off in the long river of time in an instant!
Cut off into the void of heaven and earth... the spring breeze is no longer a spring breeze, and the divine flowers are no longer divine flowers!
Yan Yunjiao cut out her own divine flower and looked at the young man opposite her quietly.
Li Xiuyuan held the iron sword in his hand and slashed forward, as if he had returned to Tianshan many years ago.
That year, my husband chopped off fifteen snowflakes with one sword, and the young man on Tianshan Mountain stared at the snowy mountain in a daze.
He was wondering if he could practice hard for one or two years and cut three or two snowflakes with one sword...
At this moment, Li Xiuyuan was just like the young man of that year. He just wanted to slash the iron sword in his hand forward, even if it was one foot longer.
At this time, the divine flower cut out by Yan Yunjiao's fairy sword had already arrived in front of Li Xiuyuan, and was only three feet away from hugging him.
Taking a deep breath, Li Xiuyuan slashed forward with the reincarnation sword tightly, protecting the three feet in front of him.
Three feet away is my world.
Because his husband once told him that when he practiced Zhanxue Sword to the extreme, his world would be three feet in front of him.
Yan Yunjiao was not the first person to come within three feet of Li Xiuyuan, but she was the most powerful one, not because she held a fairy sword in her hand.
It was because Yan Yunjiao had already seen that world, and she wanted to break the world in front of Li Xiuyuan so that she could step into that world.
The difference between immortals and mortals refers to the current Yan Yunjiao and Li Xiuyuan.
In the eyes of everyone, how could the young man holding an iron sword cut through the invisible barrier in front of the Valley Master? That was the world of the Divine Flower Valley Master.
Where the divine flower blooms, no one can resist it.
However, the Li Xiuyuan in front of him is not a mortal here... The Samsara Sword in his hand condenses his aura on Tianshan Mountain, and has the memory of two Tianshan Mountains in different worlds.
There is the human power of Kangchuan City, the hard thinking under the Tag Snow Mountain, the courage to face death from the Dragon Valley, and the power of the stars in the heavens and worlds.
Even if the Yan Yunjiao in front of him is an unbreakable sky, he still has to try!
Yan Yunjiao flicked her red sleeves, and a sword energy struck two feet in front of her. Because at this time, she took a few more steps forward, and the distance between the two became closer and closer.
The two of them are no longer so close to each other, nor are they so far apart!
Therefore, in the eyes of hundreds of people, the divine light struck by their god-like Valley Master became extremely slow in an instant.
Yan Yunjiao was also surprised to find that the fairy sword in her hand began to rust, and the edge of the sword suddenly dimmed like a flame.
Like facing the rusty sword in the young man's hand, the dark rust suddenly spread from the other party to his own fairy sword.
crazy!
She had never heard that rust could be infected in an instant and then spread!
She has a world that is two feet in front of her, even though she has not yet fully understood the power of heaven and earth, and cannot predict the path of cause and effect.
However, in her world, she is the god of this world!
The fairy sword in her hand naturally does not belong to this world. She spent her whole life begging for it from somewhere. She also relied on this sword to understand the way of heaven and learn a law.
However, the spring breeze and drizzle stopped in her world for a moment, like lightning falling from the sky, making people blink involuntarily.
That blink of an eye is an eternal moment in front of the way of heaven and earth and time.
At this moment, she found that it was difficult to slash forward with the fairy sword in her hand, and her breathing suddenly stopped.
Facing the endless flow of time, sometimes a moment is just a moment, and sometimes a moment is eternity.
In the eternity of an instant, the three-foot sword edge, which was like lightning and dew, was instantly corroded by the long river of time.
Li Xiuyuan's sword slashing snow was already close to her, and the fairy sword in her hand was being eroded by time.
This is the closest she has been to Li Xiuyuan since she stepped into Kangchuan City. From three feet to two feet, she is now only three feet away.
There are only three feet left between immortals and mortals.
But she didn't know that this was three feet on earth, not three feet in the sky in her Valley of Divine Flowers.
As a result, the three-foot rusty sword in the world gradually rusted the fairy sword in her hand into a spiritual sword, and then cut it into two pieces.
Once the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will defeat countless people in the world!
Before the iron sword and the fairy sword could be cut together, the fairy sword had already fallen into the abyss.
So, amid the exclamations of hundreds of people, the powerful divine flowers scattered in front of the young man, and finally turned into thousands of fallen flowers in the wind and rain, flying away into the wind and rain.
The iron sword in the young man's hand was not even a magical sword move, it was just horizontally placed across his chest and slashed out gently.
Then he broke the sword power of the Valley Master who was as powerful as a god or immortal in their eyes!
The moment Jinhua was cut open by Li Xiuyuan, time resumed its movement, and hundreds of people followed their Valley Master back to the human world from the long river of time.
Yan Yunjiao's shoulder was severely wounded by Li Xiuyuan's Samsara Sword, and a stream of blood slowly spilled out.
With a soft drink, Yan Yunjiao waved her hand to stop the bleeding on her shoulder.
She didn't even take out a piece of mortal medicine, the wound was slowly recovering, but in an instant, no more blood seeped out... Only she knew it in her heart.
In the one-tap agreement, I lost.
She doesn't even know where she lost? Is it my own lack of experience? Or is the fatal sword not powerful enough?
Or did the young man across from him use a magic spell to freeze himself instantly with the magic of time?
The way of time... was just a thought. Yan Yunjiao, who was in the Mahayana realm, suddenly turned pale.
She is naturally extremely devout towards the way of heaven. Ever since she started practicing, she has had infinite reverence for heaven and earth, and is full of longing for the great way of heaven and earth...
If the young man in front of her had mastered the power of time, wouldn't it mean that this mortal-like young man's perception of the world was superior to hers?
Her eyes went from angry to confused, then confused to uneasy, and finally turned into frightened.
If the young man in front of him mastered the power of time, coupled with the power of heaven and earth continuously provided by the great formation behind him, he would be an invincible existence.
Here, no one can defeat him.
Man cannot defeat heaven, because this young man has understood the meaning of heaven and earth, and his understanding of the power of heaven and earth is better than hers.
The spring breeze turned green again in Kangchuan City. At the moment when time was restored, the slanting spring breeze fell in the sky again, and we had no idea when it happened in the human world.
The goddess Yan Yunjiao also took back her fairy sword in an instant, and then condensed a flame to sweep away the rust on the sword.
She would never allow this hateful rust to tarnish her fairy sword.
Li Xiuyuan cut through the opponent's divine flower with one sword. He did not sheath the sword, but said quietly: "How?"
He just said the simplest two words. He also hoped that the dangerous woman in front of him could retreat and not force himself to die.
Yan Yunjiao returned the sword to its sheath, looked at him and said coldly: "As you wish."
Li Xiuyuan shook his head, looked at her and said, "It's not what I wish for, it's what God wishes for... I hope you understand the voice of this world."
Yan Yunjiao looked at him deeply and scolded loudly: "From now on, Shenhua Valley has nothing to do with you anymore, let's go!"
As a result, a messy sound of horse hooves suddenly sounded on the long street. In the wind and rain, all the people from Shenhua Valley galloped towards the east of the city.
Looking at Yan Yunjiao's back, Li Xiuyuan said in a daze: "Go back and think carefully about what the way of heaven is."
Yan Yunjiao on horseback seemed to have heard what he said, and murmured: "What is the way of heaven?"
In Kangchuan City, during the last spring rain, the Master of Shenhua Valley personally led hundreds of elders and disciples.
At the cost of dozens of lives, he signed a contract with Xiuyuan and returned with a broken heart!
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