In fact, when the two swords had not exchanged swords just now, the white-haired old man understood that he was wrong about this. The whole restaurant was wrapped in a qi machine, and it was someone who was practicing some kind of secret method. And this person actually entered into some kind of epiphany, and entered in the epiphany.

No matter what the "realm" is, the state of epiphany that can be called this word is a rare blessing that a practitioner will rarely encounter in his or her life.

The white-haired old man came in a hurry, and when he entered the restaurant, he didn't perceive and check it in advance, so that he broke into the "realm" of others. This is a very hated form of impoliteness.

You must know that the opportunity to enter the country may not be able to come once in 10,000 years! Any monk will cherish the opportunity to enter the country incomparably. If such an epiphany is interrupted and broken, it will be a mortal enemy!

The old man knew that he was reckless, and after the handover of this sword, although his heart was full of speculation about this person who had entered the country, he was already ready to withdraw quickly. He was still wondering, how could this person have cultivated so far, how could he not have laid any warning formations around here when he was cultivating?

Unexpectedly, before he could pull out, the sword came again!

This person is really not afraid that he will wake him up from the realm?!

The white-haired old man had already withdrawn from a distance, but suddenly his face changed slightly, and his figure suddenly stopped.

The sword, which still looked like that, had eight big stars shining brightly on it. But, in perception, it has changed!

What's the difference?

The white-haired old man's divine sense covered the past, and his face suddenly turned slightly pale!

Chill!

What kind of cold meaning is this, even the strength of his Yuan Infant Transformation Divine Consciousness was frozen and almost collapsed!?

Just now. When Fang Zhuo condensed his sword intent again. Suddenly, he sensed that the one-yuan heavy water water spirit sword in the kidney domain sent out a faint slaughter. Fang Zhuofu to the soul. The cold aura of the one-yuan heavy water spirit sword was incorporated into the sword intent. As a result, this time this Ying Xing Sword, which was transformed into a sword intent, had an extra chilling coldness!

Ice Cold Sword Intent, this was the only help that Xuanwu True Monarch could give Fang Zhuo in his own sword intent. As for his water spirit sword intent, he had already used Fang Zhuo to give Xu Tian a true spirit aura when he was heavy water, and everything was there.

Fang Zhuo was not suitable for cultivating Xuanwu True Monarch's Water Movement Sword Intent, however, Xuanwu True Monarch had other methods.

The white-haired old man just handed over his sword. I already have my own judgment on the strength of this monk I have never met. If you really hurt the killer, you should be able to take down the opponent within ten moves. Of course, this was his judgment based on the other party's Zhuo Sword Intent, and he didn't know a series of hole cards on Fang Zhuo's body.

But. At this moment, Fang Zhuo's second condensed sword intent transformation brought him shock and threat again!

What was going on? How could this person's sword intent change fundamentally at this moment?

The white-haired old man had difficulty understanding what was happening in front of him, you must know that although sword cultivation has been with the sword all his life, it is impossible for many people to comprehend a sword intent in their lifetime!

Before he could finish sighing, Fang Zhuo's sword flashed. Strike again!

The white-haired old man was mentally prepared this time, and the short sword once again set the sword away.

But. What a grievance is this for his dignified Yuan Infant Transformation Demon to connect the opponent's two swords but not have the slightest chance to make a sword? He parried with two swords in a row, but he actually guarded the door of the house, and his short sword was guarded in place to block, and he didn't even dare to poke his head!

On the one hand, the white-haired old man was curious, and on the other hand, he also had the ambition to compete. He shouted coldly: "Come and don't be rude, the old man is ruthless under the sword, be careful!"

Fang Zhuo's second sword was once again set aside by the white-haired old man, but he had no regrets in his heart. At this moment, his state of mind is becoming more and more calm, and there is no wind and rain and no sunshine.

The white-haired old man reminded him that Fang Zhuo was also quickly mobilizing his strength to resist the old man's counterattack. The big demon who turned into a young man and was proficient in swordsmanship, how could this sword be so easy to follow?

However, Fang Zhuo's heart was surprisingly calm, without a trace of fear and uneasiness.

His divine sense completely penetrated into every corner of this restaurant at this moment, and at the same time, every trace of qi in his body was also mobilized. Just under the subtlety, Fang Zhuo suddenly felt that this restaurant seemed to be alive!

In every inch of wood, there is a faint, trace of spirituality. The wood, the masonry, the insects, the dishes and even the dust flying aimlessly in the air all seem to have a vague spirituality!

Fang Zhuo was very strange, why did he feel this way. Next, he noticed a strange phenomenon.

As he breathed, as his mind ran wildly, these things were actually moving to their own rhythm!

What's going on?

"Fusion Realm?!" Monk Silent screamed!

"Hehe!" Xuanwu Zhenjun smiled bitterly: "Xuanyuan Dingjian is unparalleled in the world." Emperor Xuanyuan passed this fixed sword style to Fang Zhuo, which was worthy of his use of this chess piece. But this kid actually melted into the realm overnight, and his sword intent turned into a shape overnight, which is really unbelievable. ”

"That's fine, it's not in vain for you and me to help him with this. "Lonely can be a monk Ha Lu Ha Da Lang smiled.

Fang Zhuo mobilized the qi of his whole body in his breath, and cooperated with his divine sense and mind to meet the sword of the white-haired old man. At this moment, Fang Zhuo suddenly felt a surge of aura in his body, turning into thousands of sword intents and merging into the Ying Xing Sword that was taking shape.

"Is this ............?"

This time, Fang Zhuo was a little surprised at the same time as the two great gods in the medicine garden space.

"Hehe, sharp sword intent. Xuanwu Zhenjun recognized this sword intent at a glance.

"Is it actually it?" Fang Zhuo almost cried out in surprise.

Back then, he was chased and killed by Zu Tong, and he fought to the death again and again. In the end, when he fought back and killed Zu Tong, Zu Tong urged the sword talisman given by his Jindan Master! That sword talisman was so terrifying, it almost annihilated the wind and thunder, and almost tore Fang Zhuo to pieces!

Unexpectedly, there was such a small handful of this sword intent left in his body?

The sword is the main edge, and the sharp is the first.

The sharp sword intent is the one that all sword cultivators comprehend the most.

At this moment, the integration of the sharp sword intent made the power of Ying Xing's sword soar again!

The white-haired old man couldn't help biting his back molars. What's going on?

Anyone else has experienced the three kinds of sword intent?

Isn't this person playing with himself? Every time he takes out a sword, he adds a new sword intent to the transformation of the sword intent?

Kill him, this old monster who has transformed into a primordial infant can't believe that he is in the process of comprehending and merging the sword intent at this moment!

"The Sword Comes ——!"

The white-haired old man suddenly let out a long shout!

He had already felt that although the opponent's sword intent was strange and unpredictable, and the sword intent that was revealed at the first time was extremely awe-inspiring, the most murderous and awe-inspiring, but there was not the slightest killing intent aimed at himself. In other words, the other party is practicing with himself, an old monster who is proficient in kendo!

was used by a junior of the Jindan level to practice his hands, and the old monster's face was naturally unbearable. Since the other party didn't mind playing with him a few times in his realm, the white-haired old man decided to give him a little color to see.

The old fox is not powerful, you treat me as a squirrel?!

The short sword suddenly erupted with a cloud of dark white light, and faintly, Fang Zhuo saw the form of an animal flash on the sword body!

Fang Zhuo's Ying Xing Sword flew out diagonally, slashing at the white-haired old man's short sword at an incredible angle.

When the white-haired old man saw Fang Zhuo's sword, his heart was suddenly shocked! Although the speed of his own sword was not as fast as Fang Zhuo's, it was not much slower. In this sword fight, the white-haired old man didn't know how much Lu Dao had experienced in his life, but Fang Zhuo's parry of this move looked unbelievable in terms of angle and the position and route of the sword, but if you think about it carefully, it is indeed so wonderful!

The white-haired old man had at least a hundred parrying methods in his mind in an instant, but none of them could compare to Fang Zhuo's blow!

The force was not spreading, and the landing point happened to hit the force transmission point on his sword. And the route is also very mysterious, just obliquely blocking the direction of his short sword. If you didn't know the route of your sword in advance, how could you be so mysterious and accurate?!

The white-haired old man froze.

He didn't care about his flying sword hanging in the air at all, and at this moment, his mind was repeating the trajectory of Fang Zhuo's sword just now over and over again. However, this impression became more and more vague, and finally faded to nothing, so anxious that the white-haired old man almost screamed.

Where did he know that Fang Zhuo's parry came from the Wangjian inheritance. Fang Zhuo himself also learned again and again in the life-and-death struggle of a sharp sword piercing his heart and soul. If you don't have the instant inspiration when you come out of the sword, if you want to learn how to make a sword just from the route of this sword, what else do you want to do with the sword inheritance?

The white-haired old man himself is indeed a genius of sword cultivation, but the demon clan's attainments in sword dao still lag behind humans after all. Therefore, he lacked a perfect inheritance, so he could only grope forward little by little from some kendo knowledge and secret techniques he had collected. This is the biggest bottleneck that limits his achievements today.

The white-haired old man here tried in vain to sketch and trace the sword mark that was so wonderful that it made his heart itch, but on the other side, Fang Zhuo felt extremely shocked!

With that sword just now, although his sword intent transformation was still shattered after colliding with the white-haired old man's sword, Fang Zhuo didn't feel the slightest impact of his divine sense!

This powerful impact force, accompanied by a terrible howl like a wolf's howl, although it rushed into Fang Zhuo's sea of knowledge, it was completely carried down by his entire qi machine!

Strictly speaking, every minute and every inch of this restaurant, every bit of spirituality that Fang Zhuo communicated with the subtle realm, actually shook together at that moment just now, helping him share the huge power of this sword!

If it weren't for that, how could the white-haired old man's sword be what he could do next for a foundation building kid whose sword intent transformation had not yet been completed?

What is the reasoning behind this? (To be continued......)