"The spiritual energy resonates, and then the sword embryo is used as a guide, and the swords are used to artificially create a huge sword evil on the top of the Jade Emperor. In this way, the sword evil meets the sword light, just like water and fire meet, yin and yang collide, how can it not be with it? What’s the point of touching it?”
"Jianzong's move of substituting a weak point and changing a pillar is really clever. From the perspective of Gu Shentong, this is Jiu Xuan's attack on him, so he must wave his sword to meet it. But to those artificially induced sword evil spirits, it is just Instinctively rejects external forces, those that are not sword powers." Ke Xiaoliang stood on the outside and saw the calculation behind this matter clearly and thoroughly.
At this time, the sword light and the sword evil were fighting and colliding with each other.
But Jiuxuan still sat cross-legged, motionless.
In fact, it's not that he doesn't want to move, but that he can't move.
The position where he was sitting was the only 'sect' in the entire sword array. If he moved his position, those sword demons would tear him apart and make a hundred transparent holes, regardless of who he was.
Only when he was sitting on the living door, those terrible sword energy and random sword spirits would not hurt him. Even if they flew close to his ears and scalp, they would not really hurt him at all.
After a series of collisions and roars, the ancient magical power took seven steps back, and the arm holding Tianquan Dao felt slightly numb.
"It's a pity...this body does not belong to me after all. Otherwise, if it were my original body, such sword power would have been broken by my sword just now." The ancient magical power stood in the sword energy and let it be broken into pieces. The sword energy cut off his clothes. The streaks of blood across his solid body did not cause him pain, but instead made him more awake.
Jiuxuan closed his eyes, as if he had fallen asleep.
It seems that his soul has left his body, traveling around the world with his soul, controlling the unparalleled sword energy and edge.
"Twenty-three swords?"
"Have you mastered it?" Ancient Divine Power asked.
During these days, he naturally knew a lot of the contents of the top ten martial arts scriptures, and also knew the 'Twenty-Three Swords' recorded in the top ten martial arts scriptures.
The kind of sword that is controlled with pure spirit seems to transcend time and space. The powerful swordsmanship.
Jiuxuan's state at this moment seems to be very similar to this.
"If it's Jian Twenty-Three, then his physical body is his only flaw." Gu Shentong thought to himself.
Then the man and the sword merged into one, controlling the majestic sword energy, cutting through the sky and slashing towards Jiuxuan.
Jiu Xuan still closed his eyes. The closer he got, the soft snoring he heard.
"Asleep?" Gu Shentong was shocked and angry.
Then the knife in his hand became a little more fierce.
"Ah...!" Jiuxuan stretched his waist, as if he had awakened from a deep sleep.
Then he pointed again.
The sword embryo deep inside the mountain already has a complete shape.
A large number of Sword Sect disciples who had just entered this world and had little practical value jumped into the sword-making furnace without hesitation.
boom!
With the explosion of blazing fire, the huge sword embryo began to shine with a spiritual red light.
On the sword platform that spread across the foothills of Mount Tai, the Sword Sect disciples sitting on the sword platform swung their swords at the same time again.
The even more terrifying sword demon, attracted by the spiritual sense of the huge sword that was about to be forged, hovered on top of the Jade Emperor like a whirlpool.
The tens of thousands of long swords inserted on the top of the Jade Emperor all flew out, and then hovered in the sword storm.
At this time...it's like moving the immortal sword into this world of high martial arts.
The sight of thousands of swords flying together shocked the mind and eyes.
One after another, the iron swords were ground into fine sand in the storm of sword evil.
However, the invisible sword had already taken shape and was slashing down hard at the ancient magical power.
clang!
The ancient supernatural power raised his sword to greet him, but was swept away by the sword.
Finally, there was a sword mark on the body that was so deep that one could see the bone.
The fine iron sand, carrying the difficult sword spirit, penetrated into the flesh and blood of the ancient magical power along the wound.
"What a sword! What a sword!"
"I have never seen Murong Bai's sword, but Jiuxuan... your way of swordsmanship is all-encompassing, like chaos. Although it is disordered and ignorant, it is sharp and extraordinary. When it comes to the strength of your swordsmanship... I would like to call you the best in my life. It's the strongest I've seen." Gu Shen Tong was injured, but he was not angry but happy.
He was looking for an opponent worthy of a fight, and then he would sublimate himself in the battle and find the way to destruction.
Now that there is an opponent like Jiuxuan who can hurt him with one sword, why wouldn't he like it?
Snapped!
In the distant mountains and forests.
A sword platform began to collapse.
The swords supporting the sword platform were shattered under the strong pressure.
The disciple of the Sword Sect who presided over the sword platform also vomited blood and fell to the ground. His body was covered with broken swords and tiny wounds.
Jiu Xuan opened his eyes hazily, and then looked at the ancient magical power. His eyes actually emitted a light as pure as a child's.
At this moment, Jiuxuan is letting himself go.
Return to your most instinctive desires.
He thought of the tenderness last night.
Unable to bear the skinny breasts, he chose the rich sweet spring. In the swaying red candles at night, the dancing scarlet and snow-white colors, as well as the water of life splashing from time to time...
Gu Shentong looked at Jiuxuan's eyes and was shocked.
At the foot of the mountain, those children whose horoscopes belong to gold were carrying their swords carelessly but seriously under the leadership of the Sword Sect disciples.
There are more than just flaws in the use of swordsmanship, but it contains the same beginnings and original intentions of countless swordsmen.
Full of vitality, like the rising sun in the morning.
And the initial fantasy and expectation for the sword were also displayed, making people yearn for it.
When we were young, who could chop off the tall grass at the entrance of the village with just a handful of bamboo slices?
Jiuxuan waved his sleeves and symbolically used the third sword.
At this time, the sword platform in the mountain forest could no longer withstand the pressure and collapsed.
But in the fragments, the Sword Sect disciple covered in blood still swung his sword in pain.
What is pure is not Jiuxuan, but these Sword Sect disciples who have not forgotten their original intention.
To carry a three-foot sword and kill all the evil spirits in the world, this is the expectation and wish that almost every disciple of the Sword Sect has for themselves when they first start.
At this time... they are fulfilling their wishes.
Buzz!
Between heaven and earth, the weather is clear.
The chaotic Sword Demon was actually unified at this moment.
It is full of vitality and full of intention and purpose.
It already has something that the previous two swords did not have.
Sword intent!
Jiuxuan stood up at this moment.
He went against the previous instructions given by the elders of the Sword Sect to keep him alive.
At the same time, the monks watching from a distance also had their hearts in their throats.
"This idiot...why did he get up instead of telling him not to move, not to move? If he is beheaded by a sword energy, then all our plans will be in vain. The ancient magical power must know that the person fighting him is not one person. , but a group of people. This is a trap set against him!" the Jianzong elder yelled in a low voice.
At this moment, there is no way to deal with Jiuxuan.
Jiuxuan stood there, then squatted down, as if he just remembered, and picked up the forgotten rusty sword withered vines on the ground.
"While dying of illness, I sat up in shock, raised my hand and struck another sword! If God had not given birth to my Jiuxuan, my swordsmanship would last forever."
After saying that, he jerkily drew out his long sword, and then stepped out of the living door.
