Chapter 1623: There are four swords three feet apart in hand, and the sky is divided into ruins
"Concentrate on yourself..."
When the storm is outside, my heart feels like still water.
When even a coquettish old man says bluntly that he doesn't know anything and has to take it one step at a time.
Xu Xiaoshou tilted his sword and looked calm and collected.
The role a person plays in a group is often not fixed.
I didn't have a choice before.
When he was a chess piece, he would never dare to say such big words.
Now, Xu Xiaoshou feels that he is an all-around fill-in player!
He can be a reckless man and focus on the offensive position, because at this time he has the most powerful brain, Dao Qiongcang, by his side.
He can also be a wise general, take charge of the situation, and act like a slutty old man, Sang Lao, water ghost, etc. are not around.
In fact, he prefers to be a supporting role. If there are brains around him, there is output, and there are people who can continuously provide emotional value as a praise group, and only need one more audience who has no sense of existence like I hate - lie down, Zundu is comfortable
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But now, once again holding the sword and facing the storm, Xu Xiaoshou felt...
He has returned to his natural role!
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"unknown……"
Look up.
The future is unknown, the evil spirit is unknown, and the sword is unknown. This is too much like my past.
Xu Xiaoshou has never been a very brave person.
But along the way, the unknown created miracles, and challenges forged courage. There was no need to practice courage, and he never once trembled with his sword.
and……
"sword!"
The evil sword has four and one turns.
My fingertips gently caressed the blade of the sword, and I could clearly feel the sword resonating with my soul.
Facing the storm as well.
The same quiet waves and hidden waves.
Xu Xiaoshou has been practicing swordsmanship so far. He doesn't know how the eight masters were in the past. He feels that his current compatibility with the four swords is... full.
And the sword!
From Tiansang Ling Palace to today...
All other paths stop and progress, either stopping or moving.
For example, proficiency in cooking, proficiency in painting, etc., are at the bottom of the priority list and have stagnated early.
Ancient swordsmanship!
Xu Xiaoshou never gave up!
"There is a saying that is very good..."
In the storm, Xu Xiaoshou turned around with four swords, looked down, chuckled and murmured:
"If you weren't in a hurry, kendo would be the most romantic road, right?"
…
What's going on with him?
Hearing this, Dao Qiong Cang'er received a strong blow from the battlefield and vomited blood and retreated back.
His face doesn't look very good.
Not hurt, but angry!
I told you to concentrate on drawing the sword, but here you are doing some flashy things and talking dirty words...
"Gah?"
Soon, Dao Qiongcang turned into a big duck, his expression froze.
Then he saw a melodious sword chant rising from the storm with that sound, and immediately three feet of light erupted from the sword tips of four swords.
"Buzz!"
The sword disk bloomed in the sky like a lotus.
All the Qinggang storms were swept out, and the regular avenues could not help but be stopped.
Take a closer look.
Xu Xiaoshou's feet were stepped on vigorously, and his body was vibrating rapidly at a very high frequency, as fast as if it were still.
And there are four swords that are also trembling slightly!
For some unknown reason, the two suddenly reached a state of perfect harmony between man and sword!
"Heaven's solution?"
"No, it's not Tianjie!"
"It's just simple, it fits well..."
In Dao Qiongcang's eyes, "Xu Xiaoshou and the Sword" under the green storm at this moment resembled the most perfect painting.
He searched hard and couldn't use other gorgeous words to describe this painting. In the end, only one word came to his mind:
suitable!
It’s just appropriate, nothing else!
"What a naughty ancient sword cultivator..."
Dao Qiongcang secretly gasped, and there was a trace of jealousy in his eyes that he had not even noticed.
Just by saying a few words, he can mentally control the artifact as famous as Xuan Cang, and easily increase his combat power to 120%.
Just a change of posture can draw attention to the battlefield and make everyone's eyes move to their group involuntarily.
Ancient sword repair...
Why!
Tianjishu is also very cool!
But every time he talks about "showing off" to the sky, the reactions of others are always extremely disgusting and irritable, as if they want to cut themselves with their eyes, and they are eager for an answer.
Gu Jianxiu’s own saucy...
How should I put it, there is a bit of fairy spirit in the arrogance.
The Dao Firmament is beyond our reach, and even the "Six Dao Firmament·Sword Immortal Dao" is difficult to imitate.
He hated that Ba Zun knew this!
Hating Wujiwu, all the ancient sword cultivators, what he hates most is that he cannot learn it!
But hate returned to hate, Dao Qiongcang secretly burned this picture, dug out Xu Xiaoshou in his mind, stuffed himself in, and set the location in a scene where everyone was watching the Holy God Continent...
He suddenly felt a little lighter, as if he was floating. He imitated and murmured to himself unconsciously and without making a sound:
"If we weren't in a hurry, Tianji Technique would be the most romantic art, wouldn't it?"
your?
Yours is good.
But from now on, it's mine!
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sword?
In the storm, sharpness suddenly emerged.
Sui Yin noticed the abnormality for the first time, and when he glanced at it, he couldn't help but be startled.
"It's strange..."
The "Heir of the Heavenly Ancestor" who can grow in size, the "Void Giant Clan", "The One Who Dances with the Euphorbia"...
All the subjective impressions about Xu Xiaoshou flashed through Sui Yin's mind, and they can be summed up in the word "reckless man".
He couldn't combine that image with the current person - even though Xu Xiaoshou had shown his impressive brain power and sword power before.
"The power of the sword..."
Yes, from this young man, he once again saw a potential that was no less than that of an extreme giant.
But it belongs to "sword"!
It’s as if he is not a descendant of the Heavenly Ancestor, but a descendant of the Sword Ancestor!
The sword is the bone of the Immortal Wind. It is used by a gentleman. It can be used with four or two strokes. Of course it can also be used to kill with the palm of your hand. It is really not liked by the giants in the void.
Incompatibility by nature.
Just like God suddenly said, "I will plan to kill you thousands of miles away" - this statement itself gives people an incompatible feeling of discomfort.
This is how I feel at the moment.
But reality is too exaggerated!
This young man has been undergoing transformation every moment since he laid eyes on him.
The secret formation of swordsmanship under his feet is so bright, and the divisions are so obvious, which declares that he has perfect mastery of the nine major sword arts.
The mixed aura around him, including spirit refining, ancient martial arts, void...etc., etc., quickly faded away.
When he raised his sword to the sky and pointed it at the highest point of the world.
He no longer looks like a giant in the void. He seems to have found his most suitable attitude towards life in the chaotic world of mortals, and gained perfect detachment from it.
"boom!"
It's time for the sword's will to soar into the sky and break up the storm.
The silver light clears the world and breaks away from the clouds.
"Shen Yin!"
Xu Xiaoshou looked at Sui Yin from a distance, his eyes as cold as water under the moonlight, and said without waves:
"What if I kill you with three swords and this game is over?"
…
What a loud tone!
When the word "how" echoes between heaven and earth.
Dao Qiongcang's first reaction was, was Xu Xiaoshou invited to the Eight Masters? Why did he suddenly become so tough?
But then I thought about it...
Bazunzhen is not this style.
The same madness, the same arrogance, but he has a different feeling. Perhaps this feeling is purely due to Xu Xiaoshou himself?
Is he cheating?
But three swords can kill the evil spirits...
Frontal combat is unavoidable, what happens after he finishes his deception?
Dao Qiongcang, who claims to be the "Three Lords of the Qiong Cang", can only fight with Wuzezhen Yin. Moreover, the body is not his own, and he is not suitable for a protracted battle.
And the attack power of the ancient sword cultivator can really be so much stronger than that of the Tianji Warlock - holding a sword, he can hit the mouth of the young man of the next generation as hard as the eight masters of the past?
"Then I can wait..."
Dao Qiongcang secretly stepped back and secretly protected the soul bodies of the two pillars. While preparing for the "Eight Gods Subjugation Technique" ceremony, he turned his head and glanced at Sui Yin.
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"laugh!"
It was obvious that Sui Yin wanted to laugh when he first heard this.
After all, in his eyes, especially in his eyes with the power of the Demon Ancestor at this moment.
"Cao Yihan" is just a clown. Where did Xu Xiaoshou borrow the courage to speak such arrogant words?
But there was a sound from the other side.
He raised his eyes and noticed something unusual.
After the storm broke out, a layer of silver moon appeared on the top of the clouds in the sky.
The moonlight was like a wash, shining coldly, unmoved by the storms in the world, and only fell on the sword of the young man in black, covering the sword with a hazy silver scale.
Illusion?
There seems to be a flower in front of my eyes.
At a certain moment, Sui Yin actually saw an illusory high-rise building with ninety-nine floors. The young man was already standing on the top of the lonely building, showing his back, which was very similar...
"Sword Ancestor!"
Sui Yin suddenly came back to his senses.
He realized that the illusion he just had was probably not an illusion. This kid's sword had some charm from the Sword Ancestor.
More than just "like", it's closer to "is"!
However, can it be achieved with a little hope?
Sui Yin flicked his sleeves and shouted coldly:
"No big deal..."
However, before the word "shame" escaped his lips, the young man under his gaze suddenly jumped high into the bright moon.
He lifted his sword into the air and pulled it out...
"Keng!"
The sound of the Void Sword roaring.
The nine residual images become a sword and merge into one body.
Under the moonlight, the young man has withered beautiful plum petals around his body, floating in the dust, stepping on the Ghost King of the Ten Palaces, with ten thousand swords on his head to pay homage, and carrying a pair of green wings on his back. He looks down at the Bodhisattva with his eyebrows lowered, showing an image of compassion for Yonghe.
There was a roar, and thunder struck the ruins of God.
The storm stirred up dust and gravel, which were suspended in the air, all of them with all their sharp edges, not even a hint of fierceness was revealed.
"Sword Elephant?"
Dao Qiongcang's eyebrows were stern, and he even thought he had been possessed by someone from Meisi.
But he soon discovered that it was not the case. Compared with the real sword elephant of the Meisi people, Xu Xiaoshou did not summon any "thing".
The images around him at this moment are overflowing from his body.
Is this weak?
No!
He is the sword elephant!
Different from the angry and fierce look of the sword-like King Kong of the Meisi people, Xu Xiaoshou's peaceful appearance at this moment actually added a hidden charm of "hidden swordsmanship".
But everyone can see that both he himself and the gravel that was summoned to float in the air contain "extremely evil" power.
Put the edge into your body and show the ordinary outside.
Back to Basics!
With just this leap, Dao Qiongtian couldn't help but be shocked. Xu Xiaoshou has evolved again!
"the student surpasses the master."
…
The sinister sarcasm died in his throat.
He actually felt a bit of coldness that hurt his skin through the "scabbard" - was there a threat?
Can!
that's it!
By pretending to be mysterious, can you beg the ancestors to look at you?
"Why, you don't dare?"
Without further ado, the young man across from me woke up and said with a sneer.
There is no need to move the sword, just look closely, and the clear and clear moonlight breaks through the void and penetrates directly into the soul.
"boom!"
Sui Yin once again witnessed the image of Gulou Ying.
This time, although he appeared to be fine on the surface, in fact, his mind was riddled with holes after repeated battles, and endless demonic energy exploded all over his body.
If you act arrogantly, you will become the Holy Emperor; if you act arrogantly, you will become the Demonic Emperor.
“So exciting!”
Dao Qiongcang secretly praised.
Arrogance and emptiness are the strongest emptiness.
The haunting yin in this state is not stimulated at all, and Xu Xiaoshou focuses on his mind with this glance, which can be said to be tearing open the scar and then spreading salt on it.
Evil?
He can't stand it!
And this kid has really grown up...
Not only does he follow his own plan, he also has his own ideas.
At this moment, the situation was under his control, completely dominated by him, and he was dragged into a three-sword battle that was not allowed to last for a long time.
In this way, as long as the eight masters are invited, one sword can destroy all the majesty of the evil spirit!
Then, the only question remains...
Can you please come?
Or, even if he can't be invited, he plans to go there himself?
Dao Qiongcang narrowed his eyes, it was inevitable that the holy thoughts had penetrated into the relics of God, looking for the evil "blockade".
He is preparing for more than just the ceremony.
Regardless of success or failure, he is beginning to figure out another way out.
…
"Jie ba ba!"
Sure enough, after the evil spirit passed through the body, he became angry and angry, and his anger turned into happiness.
Although He returned to God in an instant and restored his dignity, he couldn't help but take half a step back to stop himself, and said with a ferocious sneer:
"Can!"
"My ancestor asserted this today. If your three swords can hurt the body of this ancestor's Holy Emperor, it means you can survive. What's the harm?"
The intention of the sword is to hide the strong desire.
The power of the sword is as strong as it is powerful.
Xu Xiaoshou heard this, but his face was still neither sad nor happy, but his fingers could not help but tremble more intensely, but he still said calmly:
"hurt?"
"I said I would kill you, and I will kill you. The three swords know the difference and will never break their promise."
So unbridled!
Sui Yin was like a tyrant, with six arms and three heads raised up, and the Baiye Feather Fan, Fengli Sutra and other artifacts in his hands were raised up, and he shouted:
"Come!"
"If I take a step back, I will lose!"
With a booming sound, Mosasaurus Drinking the Moon came directly in front of him and blocked him.
The Feng Li Sutra turned the heaviest page, and the world-destroying storm gathered, turning into a condensed and compressed three-foot wind realm to protect itself.
Gone!
To deal with the three heavens, He still needs to avoid them.
To deal with this kid, Sui Yin only set up two layers of defense and didn't use any skills.
It seems that in his eyes, Xu Xiaoshou's next sword is only worthy of him using these two foreign objects for defense.
too much.
It hurts the majesty of the ancestors!
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"This is too much."
Arrogant and vain, so terrifying?
Xu Xiaoshou only glanced at it, raised the corners of his lips slightly, and looked back without any comment.
Wait for death!
Not to mention anything else, the attack power of 80% of the Sword Dao Disk alone is by no means weaker than any Super Dao Spirit Refining Dao.
It can even be said that it is infinitely close to the strongest attack of at least half of the ten thrones... well, there is one at least.
No!
Don’t underestimate yourself!
You must know that the kendo board is not a small board, but a large board, which contains nine major sword skills sections, and one should be the sword skills section.
Its passive skill consumption is ten times that of other Dao disks!
This does not matter whether Xu Xiaoshou is prepared to use only sword moves.
Before wielding his sword, he still had many preparations!
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"laugh……"
The hand holding the sword suddenly became burnt.
This time, the one who shredded the sleeves and robes was not the extremely compressed Sheshen Nianlong Rongshao, but the sword Nian that was as silver as water!
read?
Sui Yin's heart trembled, thinking of the God of Punishment tribulation that his thunder father had used to control him.
His fingers trembled, wanting to add more defense in front of him, such as blocking a Saint Ancestor stone carving or something.
But the gestures have been done in advance, so you need to make up for it now?
"Ah!"
He responded with a sound of disdain and regarded the thought of the sword as a floating cloud.
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"Tsk tsk tsk!"
The sky was full of ghost energy, and three blood lines appeared between Xu Xiaoshou's eyebrows, and nine tails were swung from his back in the air.
In human form, he actually entered a state of demonic beast transformation.
"hiss--"
The breathing method is combined with the power of devouring.
With this inhalation, the spiritual power of heaven and earth suddenly rioted, and the realm of thousands of miles suddenly became a vacuum.
Even the sky is staggering, as if it is about to fall.
The meridians on Chou Yin's hand also cracked open several pages, which were directly swallowed by Xu Xiaoshou and inhaled into his abdomen.
"What?"
Even the power of the Feng Li Sutra was forcibly pulled away. Sui Yin didn't know whether he was frightened or sucked a handful, and his steps faltered slightly.
If he could digest such power immediately, he would be able to kill it at that time...
No.
Can't digest it.
Sui Yin thought this way, his expression remained motionless, but his knees sank slightly - he wanted to take out the big bell and drum to cover himself.
but!
The majestic evil god, when the young man across from him didn't move his sword, he covered himself up like a turtle with a shrunken head. What kind of behavior was that?
"Ah."
The evil spirit sneered, showing his nostrils.
…
"Boom!"
My mind sank, and I sank into the world of "Guan Sword Classic".
Xu Xiaoshou once again saw the high-spirited figure of the swordsman in white, and he didn't know how to invite this man.
But from beginning to end, for this first sword, he had no intention of inviting the Eight Masters to come.
Let's try a sword, it can cut off the evil spirits and cut off the stars!
What he wants...
With a raised eyebrow, the sound of a sharp sword being unsheathed suddenly appeared in the void.
Xu Xiaoshou's eyes pierced through the evil spirits, and he cast his gaze towards the invisible starlight hand outside the core of the heaven - this was the blockade.
Without saying much, he raised the four swords in his hand.
This sword has become heavier than Suijun.
"bring it on!"
With this sword, I will help you break the seal.
With this sword, the Eight Lords are familiar with it, and I will cut it to the door of the second plane.
This sword is evil...
And evil!
You are not Jundun Shatter!
You can't stop this sword!
"Boom——"
God follows his heart, and his energy flows through Niu Dou.
Beware, when the sword eye in your heart opens, the mountains and rivers will change color.
There were four swords in Xu Xiaoshou's hands. They exploded with a loud noise. He could no longer lift them up. They fell to the ground obliquely as if they were burdened by a huge force.
"Click——"
"Bang!"
Pointed by the sword light.
It is clear that nothing heavy is hanging down.
But the ground felt like it was touched by the edge of a heavy sword hanging from the sky, blasting out a huge chasm.
Wherever the moonlight splashes, it separates when it touches the sky, and dissolves when it touches the road. Those who look at it have bleeding eyes, and those who think about it have their souls split and chills.
Dao Qiongcang is actually nearly fifty years old. Looking at this, he can only feel his blood boiling, and the master's sword intention is spurred out.
Before the Eight Masters were invited, he felt possessed by the soul of the Sword Immortal, and could chant when he opened his mouth:
"There are four swords three feet apart in my hand, tilted to divide the ruins of the sky! Color!"
It is indeed a good sword... Sui Yin has not yet received the sword, the corner of his mouth is slightly pulled, and there is a gleam of shock in his eyes.
Him!
Shamefully!
If you want to retreat further, block again!
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"No gods and no ancestors!"
"Lawless!"
"Desireless and ruthless!"
“No obstacles, no obstacles!”
Thunder exploded from four directions in the sky and the earth.
It is completely different from the various sword intentions that I have learned and understood before. It is like coming from a dream and can be understood at the moment.
Xu Xiaoshou's eyes were filled with blood, his teeth were shattered, and the fierce sword hanging in his hand was no longer hidden. He lifted it in the air, and a black light suddenly rose from the sky and the earth:
"Jian Qi!"
Hidden swordsmanship, hidden edge.
Activate the swordsmanship, take the blade out of its sheath.
At this time, the light and shadow of the kendo disk lingered, lighting up various secret patterns of the second realm one after another. When pointing out the path, don't be greedy for too much, and accept the essence to gain splendor.
This sword combines the "heart-killing" of Prajna Wu, the "abandonment" of heaven's abandonment, the "unbridled force" of the wrath of the Great Red God, and the "ruthless" of the Sword of Forgetfulness!
"Four borrowed two realms, return to my ultimate intention."
"Let's try this sword, there is no desire to do anything rash!"
Boom——
With one sword shot, chaos erupts.
In response to the sound, the black light of the fierce sword poured out like a waterfall from the four swords, like a scene of darkness rising from the moonlight, reaching high into the sky, amidst the silver and green wind, filling the vision of all living beings. ()