On the iron rope, the two of them looked up at the sky. The virtual image of the avenue was one black and one white, just like a shadow puppet show on the street.

Ji Tong's fingers grasped the purple feather, and open flames appeared between his fingers and burned the purple feather. He looked up at Lu Xing high in the sky. In the avenue of three-foot swords, Lu Xing was like a paper man, carrying a

A huge tree appeared, and then Lu Xing threw the tree forward, stretched out his hand to hold a sword, and slashed out a stream of sword energy, which shattered the tree.

"What is Lu Xing doing? If the avenue is broken into pieces, it will be a lot of trouble to put it back together."

"Lu Xing...he is clearing the way for Wuzhong and continuing these fragments of the avenue in his own way." Tan Jing fell into silence after saying the first two words, until she saw Lu Xing using his sword energy to move the fragments of the avenue, she added

road.

Ji Tong was slightly stunned and said in shock: "How is it possible to clear the way! He doesn't understand the way of Wuzhong, and the way of swordsmanship is completely different from the way of Confucianism."

Tan Jing nodded and said, "Yes, so what Lu Xing wants to create is not Confucianism and Taoism!"

"It's not Confucianism and Taoism, what is it?" Ji Tong was a little confused. It was like using cloth to make clothes or making iron tools. He didn't understand what the fragments of Confucianism and Taoism could be molded into.

Tan Jing's eyes were fixed on the sky, as if she could see directly through the barrier of the avenue into the realm of Wuwuxu, and said loudly: "Lu Xing, he is shaping the way of the sword!"

"The avenue in Wuzhong is a bit strange. It seems to be very tolerant of other avenues. Just like the broken path that can accommodate you, he is splicing the fragments of the avenue into a sword path." Tan Jing looked back at Ji Tong,

His eyes flickered, thinking that this old man Ji was so stupid, no wonder he had mastered the art of body refining in the Great Dao of Yuanhui.

…

At the end of the avenue, the sword light merged into one piece, the sword intention was bone, the sword energy was silk, and the awe-inspiring righteousness paved the way. As the road walked through the air, the Ming Sword turned into the sun and moon swords, and followed Lu Xing's steps to separate the pieces.

Scattered fragments of the avenue fell down and merged into the sword intention.

"Slow down! I can't keep up with my awe-inspiring righteousness!" Wuzhong endured the severe pain and roared angrily.

"Haha," Lu Xing looked up to the sky and laughed. The sword energy was swayed every time he raised his hands and stamped his feet. If his spiritual consciousness was empty, he would take a deep breath of Haoran's righteous energy to replenish it. This was the first time that he could wield the sword energy so happily.

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"Wuzhong, hold on! If you achieve this, you will be able to leave Haoran Qi half a year ahead of schedule. Don't you want to see this world as soon as possible?"

The avenue vibrated, and the sword path in front was about to take shape. It was continued by using the sword path ten feet. Suddenly a man in red robes appeared in the avenue. The little spirit figure in Wuzhong was holding a three-foot sword, pointed at the sky, and shouted:

"The literary spirit fades, and the sword comes out!"

The path of Sanchi Wenjian itself has a part of its sword spirit. If others help to clear the way, it is just a shell of the sword path. It can only be the skeleton, not the will of God. Wu Zhong needs to fill it with his own sword spirit.

Although the new way is weaker, it can firmly grasp the great way.

"Brother Wu, it's up to you. The rainbow of sword energy can frighten the way of heaven!" Lu Xing swung his sword to break through the barrier of the avenue, returned to the void, and walked towards Tan Jing in a few steps, with a smile on his face.

Wuzhong's soul melted into the sword, and the body below him stepped up and fell into the avenue in one fell swoop.

"Today, I, Wuzhong, have opened two roads with my own strength. The way of swordsmanship cuts through the thorns, and the way of culture makes the road smooth. Since the road leads to the sky, I will reach the sky in one step!" Wuzhong's voice resounded in the air, loud and deafening.

Lu Xing looked at Tan Jing and found that she was staring at Da Dao intently, and whispered: "Jing'er, Da Dao is distracting. If you look at Dao too much, it will not be conducive to your enlightenment in the future. You might as well..."

"I don't want it!" Tan Jing glanced with her beautiful eyes, stretched out her hand to hit Lu Xing's outstretched arm, and said with a smile: "Master Wu is about to break the boundaries with Tao. I want to watch and see if man and heaven can win or lose.

Look how heroic the Confucian scholars of the Tang Dynasty were."

Lu Xing sighed softly and said helplessly: "Okay, let's pray for Master Wu together. When the two paths merge into one, he will break through the boundary in one step. This is a last resort, and the path in Wuzhong cannot retreat -"

A gap was opened in the avenue, and a bird of prey fell from the sky. Ji Tong's face was filled with joy, and he jumped out, firmly grasping the bird of fire, burning with open flames all over his body, and sucked the bird of fire into his body.

"Ha, haha," Ji Tong looked up to the sky and smiled, saying: "My birds and eagles are originally one, and integrating the avenue is just a matter of time. Wuzhong! You are too slow, let me take the lead in breaking out of the path.

Return to the human world!" Ji Tong rose into the sky, the divine fire, the open fire and the karmic fire burned together, and the flames all over his body were like a karmic fire lotus, going straight to the sky.

Suddenly a golden sword energy fell from the sky, knocking Ji Tong down with just one blow, and then Wuzhong's wanton laughter came: "Old man! You'd better wait until your grandfather Wu breaks through the boundary first! It's just you.

What can your body and bones do?"

"Mr. Ji, you'd better wait for a while. Breaking the Boundary is easy, but how to resolve the nearly two thousand years of heavenly cause and effect on you? Let's let Wuzhong give it a try first!" Ji Tong originally planned to rise into the sky again, but after hearing this

After Tan Jing tried to dissuade him, he still fell back on the iron rope.

In the sky, the sword energy spread to the entire void, tearing open the void like a chasm. In an instant, the sky and the earth turned into daylight. Wuzhong used a brand new three-foot literary path to pierce the void. He carried two of them and broke the boundary!

There is a big hole in the void, and outside is the bright night sky, with bright stars, a bright moon, and a blue and vast sky.

Ji Tong's eyes turned red and he jumped. At this moment, he didn't care about anything else. He just wanted to take one step out of the avenue. A person has stayed in the darkness for thousands of years. When he sees the light again, he will rush out without hesitation.

, no matter what the outcome is, it is not what he will consider at that moment. If he goes further, he may face many difficulties and harm others and himself, but if he takes a step back, that person's heart may die.

Tan Jing frowned, feeling vaguely worried. Just now the elders of the three families appeared in the sky above this world, as if they had reached an agreement. It was precisely because they knew but did not know everything that they were worried.

Wuzhong stood in the void holding a sword, looking around at the surrounding scene, with countless memories flooding into his mind. Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw Ji Tong rushing out of the gap, and said angrily: "Jitong, go back, you have to bear the responsibility

The cause and effect is more important than mine!"

Ji Tong could not listen at this moment. He had endured nearly a thousand years of suffering in the Wen Dao ruins, and he did not want to stay for another minute. He stepped out of the sky, escaped into the clouds, and disappeared into the boundless night.

The heroic laughter remained: "I don't care, if God punishes me, then come! I, Ji Tong, have been trapped for thousands of years, and I am the master of suffering. If God punishes me, it is unfair!"

The sound resounded for twenty miles through the Fire Forest. Everyone could hear the deafening words and guessed that it was a martial artist with a high level of cultivation.

The carriage fell next to a rock, and the horse was sleeping standing up.

Xiao Yu was awakened by the sound, opened the curtains, and called out: "Uncle Chu, what's wrong? Could it be that a martial artist who went up to the third floor passed by?"

Chu Chu's eyes were half-squinted, and he had been sleeping lightly for the past few days. The place where Chu Xiuming and others fought with Kuishan was near the Wendao ruins, so he could hear Kuishan's wailing and crying in the past few days, and he was tired of hearing it.

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"Well, it seems that the physical body has already entered the avenue, but... his body refining method is a bit special, I have never seen it before." Chu Chu's Vajra Eyes looked up into the sky like an awl, and he saw an old man with a shaggy head. He glanced again.

God, the shaggy-headed old man had already left his sight. Chu Chu didn't pay attention, but the next moment, his eyes focused, and a golden sword energy pierced the sky.

"This...is not like a path!" Chu Chu walked towards the source of the sword energy, his eyes were shining brightly, and when he looked intently, he saw a red-robed swordsman standing in the clouds, pointing his sword at the sky!

"Xiao Yu, I think there will be a good show later. Bring a jar of good wine and a plate of peanuts. Remember to add salt." Chu Chu said with a grin.

"Ah - you asked me to get wine and peanuts in the middle of the night..." Xiao Yu frowned slightly and said sadly: "You are always difficult to take care of." Complaining was a complaint, Xiao Yu still obediently walked out of the carriage and said to

He walked away from the luggage piled behind the carriage, where Chu Chu wanted to eat.

On the other side of the burning woodland, there are four flames that block the sky and the earth.

"Senior brother, something happened to the Wen Dao ruins. It seems that a sword cultivator broke out of the world. Is it possible that it is Lu Xing?" Zhuang You was surprised. When he came, he heard that Lu Xing had already practiced the way of swordsmanship, and even more

It was Qi Mu who was half a step closer to the Confucian realm and killed him with one sword.

"Do you need me to take a look?"

"No need," Chu Xiuming squinted his eyes and looked directly above the Wen Dao ruins, and said loudly: "It's not Lu Xing, it seems to be an ancient person. We'd better deal with Kuishan first, and we must destroy his clone."

While the two were talking, laughter came from the forest that was blocked by a burst of real fire.

"Jie Jie——" Kuishan said with a wild smile: "It seems that apart from what I arranged, there have been other changes in the Wen Dao ruins. Yes, in this case, what I have to do is to entangle you and give me

Companions buy time."

There was a commotion under the dense forest, and countless branches condensed into an ugly old man, who said angrily: "You have been tormenting me with your true fire for a day and a night. It's time for me to start fighting back."

Chu Xiuming squinted his eyes and watched, and the real fire around him burned even more intensely. He reached out to Zhuang You's waist, pulled out Zhuang You's sword, and said: "Xiao Zhuang, lend me your sword. You

Hold the battle for me, lest Kuishan take the opportunity to escape."

On the clouds, Wuzhong stood with a sword, his ears and eyes taking in the excitement around him.

Thunder clouds gathered in the sky, and in an instant they turned into a pool of thunder, in which thunder slurry surged like a dragon, turning the sky and the earth into daylight.

"The great calamity of heaven and earth? In the past, I, Wuzhong, only heard about it in books, but today I am willing to hold my sword and learn from it."

"If you are lucky enough to survive, you can't say..."

“I can still write a book in the future!”

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In the void, on the iron rope.

Lu Xing's waist seemed to have been hit hard, and he knelt down on the iron rope with a "pop" sound. The sun and moon swords surrounding him quickly dimmed, and returned to Lu Xing's eyes. The divine fire in Niwan Palace seemed to notice the sun and moon.

The breath of the sword is dissipating, and it is about to move.

In the heart of the lake, the strong wind came out of the pavilion and set off countless waves.

"Hahaha——" The man in the pavilion stepped out of the pavilion, his arm held by Chou'er, walking on the verandah, looking around Lu Xing's heart lake, the joy and expectation in his eyes could even overflow.

"You, Lu Xing, are just fooling around! I asked you to look at the image of the divine fire, but you refused to look at it, hahaha! Ji Tong's cause and effect was calculated on you, and it turned out to be such an algorithm that your swordsmanship was used for his.

The Yuanhui Avenue conceals the secret of heaven, which is equivalent to you giving up the order of heaven and earth in the way of swordsmanship to the Yuanhui Avenue. Due to some mistake, your Lu Xing's swordsmanship was blocked. Seriously, destiny is mine!"

At the entrance of the verandah, next to a weeping willow, Lu Xing stood holding his waist, looking flatly, and asked: "If you go out and become me, what can you do better than me?"

"That's natural. Don't worry, I don't have as much burden as you. If Lu Shuang is willing to abdicate, I will become the king of the North. If Lu Shuang is not willing, then I will travel around and live better than you no matter what.

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Every time a person in the pavilion takes a step, there is literary energy floating under his feet, and the literary energy converges into a road, which becomes more and more solid.

Lu Xing looked a little pale and said hoarsely: "If you were the king of the North, how should you see the world? How should you see the North?"

The more critical the moment, the more stable Lu Xing's heart became. He had rehearsed today's dangerous situation countless times in his dreams. He would make the right choice before losing control of his physical body.

"The world? Northland?" The man in the pavilion raised the corners of his mouth, stroked Chou'er's cheek with his right hand, and said, "What are you talking about? What does this have to do with me?"
To be continued...