Swordsman's Way of Thunderbolt

Although Xuanhu walked slowly, his steps were very large. The ground was covered with thick snow, white and fluffy. Every step he took, he would leave a deep footprint. The depth is exactly the same, even......even the distance between the footsteps is exactly the same.

Although he couldn't see it, he knew very clearly in his heart that at the end of the road, he had the goal of his trip. Out of respect for his opponent, he wanted to adjust himself to the best state.

The four fields are getting more and more empty, and from a distance, you can see a plum blossom in full bloom. The plum is red as blood, it is the red blood, it is the brand of life, and it is the testimony of weeping blood under the sword.

"Seeking the way is nameless, asking the sword is ruthless."

"Compete with the devil to forge the divine front, and forge my shape for thousands of years."

Accompanied by the number of Shen Chenshi, Xuanhu finally came to the end of the road. Wherever his eyes were directed, and his sword intent reached, all the four directions of heaven and earth were completely locked at this moment.... Except for the road The man at the end.

Wearing a golden armor and carrying a golden sword, the man stood under a plum tree, ignoring the red dust and snow behind him, and only stared at Xuanhu with one pair of eyes.

"You...you shouldn't have come."

Cold words, thousands of miles of loneliness, and a chilling chill.

"Swordsman, draw the sword!"

Xuanhu spoke indifferently. Between words, he stepped forward again. The steps under his feet were getting bigger and bigger, but the footprints he left behind were getting thinner and lighter. Obviously, at this moment, everything inside and outside his body has reached its peak. And merged with his sword, his sword, naturally, is no longer ignorant steel, but has spirituality. At that time, when his sword is pierced, it will be an invincible and unstoppable one. sword!

"Ugh............"

Hearing this and seeing this, the swordsman couldn't help but let out a sigh: "It seems that this battle is inevitable, but...... Do you have the consciousness of death?"

"what!"

Hearing this, Xuanhu immediately responded with a sneer: "Or, you should ask you, and the sword in your hand, do you......have anything to do?"

The wind blew, rolling up the pieces of bright red petals, flying endlessly in the sky, in the huge plum forest, it seemed like a heavy rain, a heavy rain with flying petals, and the fragrance was everywhere. . . .

But as the only spectator, Hong Chenxue smelled an unprecedented chill, and in this infinite beauty, it spread silently.

The sword energy was radiant, emanating from Xuanhu's body, and the sky and the earth suddenly filled with a bleak and chilling meaning, I saw him holding the hilt of the sword behind him, and slowly pulled out the magic weapon from the sheath.

Nine tails graceful!

Nine tails graceful!

Jiuwei Fenghua was beginning to show its edge, and suddenly, a 1.9 sharp sword intent rose into the sky, breaking through the nine-day cloud sky, and the sky was full of rays of light, blooming a peerless elegance that is rarely seen in the world!

"Snow hides the night, the night hides the front."

"Cold Frost Qi Yan sealed with a sword."

At the same time, the swordsman on the opposite side also chanted with a verse, and pulled out the golden sword behind it. According to legend, the immortal's North Peak sword spirit, which was made of thousand-year-old snow jade, broke the front in an instant, and the world paled!

Strong and strong, the peak swordsman in the legend of the northern realm, and the peerless edge that has not been seen for a long time, what kind of powerful swordsmanship does the solitary emperor of the sword have?

Extremely, Xuanhu, who is pursuing the path of the kendo, has just begun to show his nine-tailed elegance. How can he complete this time of competing with the devil and cross the limit and forge his own sword of professing the Tao?

The former border town is now the gate of the land.

A peaceful and peaceful country, a towering pagoda, today............The change is coming again! .

Episode 1024: Shuangtianhui, God Execution Bureau!

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"Jade brushes are difficult to draw, thousands of articles are disgusting, how many springs and autumns are there in one sacrifice to mountains and rivers?"

"The way of the sky is rough, the sword is beyond the blue and the dark, and the eternal sorrow of the rivers and lakes!"

Lang Ran's poem, echoing the heaven and earth, accompanied by the roar of the sword wind, He saw an unworldly figure walking across the void. top.

"The way of heaven!"

"Mo Lisao!"

Both are great wisdom, and they have their own senses. There is no Buddha in the dust-cleaning tower, Tianji, Dijian, Qiliao resentment, and Tianqin Ji. The four of them subconsciously raised their heads in unison, their eyes penetrated the dome, and looked at the peerless way above. film.

"See you soon, everyone."

With a chuckle, Mo Lisao said loudly: "This time I have to do something extraordinary, and please protect the Dharma for me. Don't let the outside world interfere with me, otherwise the consequences will be unpredictable."

After all, without waiting for the four of them to respond, his body suddenly blurred and entered the Buddha-free dust-cleaning tower, and then turned into a faint light, penetrated into the underground of the Buddha-free dust-cleaning tower, and came to a completely enclosed mysterious space.

Nothingness, emptiness, silence.

In the mysterious space under the tower, He saw a person sitting cross-legged, eyes closed, and shackled with Buddhist shackles.

"You finally came."

Seemingly sensing the arrival of Mo Lisao, the person who was sitting quietly with his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes, and the real golden light flashed away in a flash. Then, he slowly stood up and turned to look at Mo Lisao. .

"I kept you waiting, Brahma......a page."

Looking at the person in front of him without showing weakness, Mo Lisao asked calmly, "How is your injury recovering? Do you have to wait a little longer?"

"no need."

Brahma One Page Book immediately replied: "You and I both know that time waits for no one. Although I have not fully recovered, I have recovered [*]%, and the remaining [*]% ​​is the loss of the foundation, and it is definitely not recoverable in a short time. ‖.”

"Eight successful bodies, the risk is very high!"

Mo Lisao frowned and said, "You should be very clear that even if the door of the earth opens the reincarnation, it is not an easy task for you to successfully turn around and regenerate. If you are a little careless, you may fall into evil spirits and completely transform into an evil-hearted Buddha. Demon, then..."

"It's all up to you then."

Yi Ying Shu said solemnly, "I mean, if I fail, then you must shoulder the responsibility of punishing the gods and saving the world. This is a consensus we have long ago, isn't it?"

"............Yes!"

After a while of pondering, although his mind was heavy, Mo Lisao should still say this after all, life is doomed many times, there are many things, even if they are reluctant, they have to do it.

Compared to Mo Lisao, one page of the book has clearly been opened for life and death: "Let's stop talking, let's get straight to the point, since you have already won the Hell Ghost Prison, how much time does Samsara Pond still have to complete the transformation?"

"Fifteen days!"

Mo Lisao said solemnly: "It's about now, wait until the fifteenth of the next month, when the transformation of the Samsara Pond is completed, fifteen days, are you....... enough?"

"almost."

Yi Ying Shu pondered: "Since yesterday, I have started to condense the relics. Although the fifteen days is a bit tight, it should allow me to condense all my cultivation into relics... ... Of course, if you are willing to help me, then I will be more sure."

"it is good!"

Without any hesitation, Mo Lisao said resolutely: "Since Brahma has made up his mind, then in the next fifteen days, I will do my best to help you achieve Nirvana!"

Nirvana, Nirvana!

For centuries, Brahma's one-page book Nirvana is imminent. How can he reincarnate in his calamity and regain his former demeanor?In the battle of the gods, can the two giants of Buddhism and Taoism join forces to turn the tide?

The wind and snow are swaying, and the plum blossoms compete for victory.

The Solitary Imperial Swordsman, the peerless swordsman from the Tusu family!

Mysterious fox, heaven's good fortune, the future body made of sword bones!

In the sword world of the bitter realm, the two extremes meet, and only a clanging sound of swords can be heard. Before the battle begins, the sword intent spilling out from each other has already collided in the air, creating the most brilliant sparks and colorful.

Suddenly!

Xuanhu moved, because he knew that he couldn't wait any longer. The long sword in his hand swung out into the wind, and a blood-red cold light roared, splitting the void, carrying a huge crack in the sky and taking the Emperor Sword. The solitary minister's throat, before the sword arrives, Sen Han's sword energy has smashed the west wind!

The blushing plum blossoms in the sky are constantly flying in the air, and the emperor's sword moves slightly, and the whole person has turned into a floating shadow like a flowing wind, receding towards the rear in an incomparably elegant way, like a piece of unfocused The fallen leaves, and the flying flowers all over the sky, swirled and danced together.

Xuanhu's body was as fast as lightning, and the long sword in his hand kept changing moves as he advanced, and the sword energy was driven by him. It is constantly retreating, not retreating, but retreating in a state of ease, very freehand.

After several swords, he failed to succeed. Xuanhu let out a long whistle and flew into the sky. The long sword in his hand also turned into a flying rainbow, accustomed to the entire sky. At this moment, his man and the sword have merged. For one, the threatening sword energy caused the blushing petals on the branches to fall.

This sight is horrific!

Also gorgeous!

"'~Good day!"

In response to a sigh of admiration, the Solitary Imperial Swordsman shook his arms, and the sword qi flew over the rainbow, and his leisurely figure fell with the blushing petals flying all over the sky.

Xuanhu screamed incessantly, flipped over in the air, and a sword Changhong suddenly transformed into countless lights and shadows, like a violent storm, covering the sky, and sprinkled down on the head of the solitary emperor sword.

The power of this sword is enough to shake people's souls. In an instant, within a hundred meters of the emperor's sword, the solitary minister was enveloped by the sword energy. No matter what direction to dodge, it seemed impossible to dodge.

At this moment, finally.......The Solitary Emperor Sword took action!

The imperial sword that bears the fate of his life is ruthless, and it suddenly pours out its sharpness (Zhao Hao), the strongest person in Yue Huangshen, the sword that ranks at the top of the world, the simplest and most direct move, but swayed A peerless sword light that transcends the world's cognition, with a dazzling brilliance that kills, and its vitality is exhausted.

In the direction of the sword edge, a stern sword light, a dazzling golden rainbow, roared vertically and horizontally, running through the universe, cutting through pieces of falling plum blossoms, flying snow all over the sky, and at this moment, a terrifying streak was also drawn. cracks.

"Chong!"

With a sharp sound, the two swords clashed, causing snowflakes to dance all over the sky. It was the cold killing sword of the solitary imperial swordsman. The overflowing power hit the plum trees and swayed. The fox's nine-tailed elegance, in an instant, the most poignant and most beautiful sword fight.

Extreme extreme, extreme!

On the top of the snow-capped mountains, Merlin sword fight, who will be the final victor in this unique sword fight?What kind of insights will Hong Chenxue, who is watching the battle, gain?Wonderful plot, all in the next chapter. . . . . .

Episode 1025: Heaven's Secret Art!

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On the top of the snow-capped mountains, Merlin swordsmanship.

The unmeasurable person, the unmeasurable sword, in the unmeasurable moment, the fiercest battle is launched. It is a sword fight, and it is a human fight. The blood boils in the fierce battle, and the sword shines in the collision.

"very good!"

"No wonder you dare to challenge me, such a swordsmanship is really extraordinary!"

With a sigh of praise, the sword light of the emperor's sword and the solitary minister's sword light flowed, and the momentum opened up the catastrophe. The sword intent was lifted to the peak state in an instant. out.

Offensive and defensive switching, Xuanhu silently responded, although the anti-sword technique seemed very simple, there was no dazzling brilliance, no strange fluctuations between each move, but the direction of the sword was invincible, irresistible, and did not show weakness. The Solitary Imperial Swordsman launched an incomparably fast and thrilling fight!

"This..........."

When Hong Chenxue saw it in his eyes, he couldn't help but secretly amazed: "The swordsmanship of these two people is really incredible. If it was me, how would I match them?"

Silently, Jian Jue was activated, and the divine light in 730's eyes flowed. Wherever he looked, he saw two sword lights colliding constantly, bursting out strange rays of light.

A huge plum garden, red flowers and white snow flying everywhere, and the earth keeps moving, everything is so terrifying, as if the end is about to come.