Strength.

Wu Yong found that almost all the cultivators of the Wild Wilderness were crazy obsessed with strength, and they didn't seem to want to spend too much energy on technical martial arts, and no one ever paid attention to them. The only requirement is a strong martial arts, martial arts secrets that can bring more powerful powers, and so on.

There is no shortcut to the way of martial arts, and the success of "Wind and Thunder Step" in the wilderness has opened another door for Wu Yong. That is, how to defeat people who are stronger than yourself to the greatest extent in the case of limited strength, at least to be able to escape.

As soon as the Heavenly Illusion Sword came out, Wu Yong didn't dare to stay at all, and several powerful auras behind him kept approaching, and Wu Yong already knew in his heart that he had become the prey of many people. Very skillfully used a floating cloud, Wu Yong was hidden in it, and the disguise technique was carried out, and his height suddenly skyrocketed to about two meters, and his face completely changed.

"How is it, have you seen that Wu Yong?" Wu Yong passed by a liberal sect cultivator and asked casually.

The man glanced at Wu Yong in surprise, quickly shook his head, and said in his heart: "Is this person an idiot? Then he swept away quickly, patrolling back and forth in the air.

Wu Yong smiled indifferently, and then pretended to inspect below. The people of the Seven Star Sword Sect and other liberal factions dispersed one by one after a long time of nothing, and returned to their original residences one by one.

Just as he was leaving, several people from the liberal faction had unceremoniously begun to loot from the dead corpses, and not far away, a group of white-clothed men with the words Crazy Sword Domain embroidered on their chests and an even more powerful aura were flying quickly.

Wu Yong went all the way to the east, not daring to stay at all, and kept moving forward for more than a thousand miles, and he couldn't feel the slightest breath of other people around him, so he stopped. Around him were several vast mountains and rivers with a range of hundreds of kilometers.

The martial arts are high to a certain extent, and it is not a problem to condense the void into reality, like Wu Yong can easily form an ice crystal long sword, but this is not comparable to the real sword after all. Whether it is in terms of sharpness, hardness, and adaptation and conduction to the Force, the condensed long sword cannot be compared with the divine weapon at all, and if there is a divine sword, the speed of the real sword's flight can be increased a lot. This is also the reason why Wu Yong is so obsessed with owning a sword of his own.

Taking a long breath, the cold wind passed by, Wu Yong looked at the heavenly wind, identified the east, and was about to go to the Crazy Sword Domain, but suddenly heard a noisy human voice in his ears, including gold and iron.

Wu Yong's curiosity was aroused, and he followed the wind to find the place where the sound came from. After flying for hundreds of miles, Wu Yong finally saw a shadow not far away, behind a mountain peak, the sword aura was rushing into the night, but it was a sign of the birth of a divine soldier.

"No, it's such a coincidence!" Wu Yong said in his heart, lowered his body, and walked around the mountain with his feet on the ground.

"Qingyin Zhenren, help quickly, I can't stop it, this thing is too evil!" Behind the mountain, a cultivator of the liberal faction shouted anxiously, and at the same time, a Pu knife in his hand waved again and again, and with each swing, a thousand sword qi burst out. But this man was forced to retreat step by step.

And the opposite of this person was a cultivator dressed in a green cloth robe dressed as a scholar, and a three-meter green blade in his hand flashed with a clear divine light, attacking the cultivator from various strange angles.

Wu Yong was shocked, he could only see the back of the green cloth scholar, and he couldn't see his face clearly, but this did not prevent him from seeing the strange long sword, which was obviously a soft sword, bounced, jumped, shrunk, and folded...... There are almost no dead spots for this software. Every time it was retracted, the software emitted a clear sword roar. What particularly surprised Wu Yong was that the cultivator of the liberal faction was obviously not low in martial arts, and every sword qi could cut the skin and split the body, but the sword qi hit the green-robed scholar, but there was no reaction at all, but the green-robed scholar didn't dodge, and attacked the cultivator directly, which was a posture of fighting for his life.

"Fan Wei, you step down, this Mr. West has been dead for many years, but the soul of the West is not gone, his Western sword is too deeply resented, he has already turned against the guest, and has controlled the body of Mr. West, it is impossible for us to beat him. The brothers have already wounded a lot of men, but in a few days, we will be ready to come back. "That Qingyin real person has a long beard and a straight nose, and his face is kind, but he has the image of a virtuous person.

Behind Qingyin Zhenren, several cultivators looked at the green-robed scholar with frightened faces, their arms hanging down softly, obviously shattered, and they were powerless to fight anymore.

"No, I have lived in this valley of light and extinction for more than hundreds of years, and I have paid a lot of effort for this western sword, and I am about to succeed, how can I give up? The cultivator shouted hysterically as he slowly retreated.

"Okay, I'll help!" Qingyin Zhenren pondered for a long time, and finally nodded, and the liberal sect cultivator was overjoyed when he heard this.

The two of them immediately joined forces to attack the scholar in Tsing Yi, and the two joined forces, and the scholar in Tsing Yi already looked like he was not supported, but right here, several cultivators who were standing on the side and swept the formation exclaimed: "Retreat, it is going to use that move again!"

The two of them were shocked when they heard this, and they all put away their knives and retreated, but it was too late, but they saw that the green-robed scholar suddenly raised his head to the sky and let out a terrible roar, and a puff of black smoke rose into the sky, and then with the scholar as the center, within a radius of hundreds of meters, a series of spatial cracks extended, like tree roots, locking this space rigidly, and the mouths of the several cultivators opened wide, but there was no sound coming out, and the body seemed to be bound by some kind of force, and it was completely immobile.

A black rainbow burst out from the hand of the green-robed scholar, like lightning, and quickly went back and forth in the space that was divided into pieces by the spatial rift, and in an instant, it returned to the blue-robed scholar's hand, shrunk straight into a ball, and turned into a ball of egg-sized eggs.

Within a radius of 100 meters, the spatial rifts that were as fine as as tens of thousands of channels were finally gradually healed, and in the originally misty space, the figures of those cultivators appeared again. After a while, a light breeze blew, and the men suddenly turned into lumps of flesh and fell to the ground.

The green-robed scholar turned around, the long hair on his forehead flew up, Wu Yong could see clearly, where was the person, it was clearly a skeleton that had been dead for a long time, with long hair on his head, and he had to be afraid of any sword attack.

The skeleton seemed to smell something, its forehead moved up and down, and then turned to Wu Yong's hiding place......

Wu Yong jumped out, shouted, and had already made a move, and a jet-black horse shot out, splitting the skeleton in two, splitting it in half and falling to the ground.

Taking a heavy breath, when Wu Yong looked at the place where the skeleton had fallen, he was shocked to find that the egg-like thing extended again, turning into a long sword, and the surging black mist burst out from the sword body, submerging into the corpse that was divided into two halves below, and then he heard a clicking sound, and the corpse actually stood upright, and the two closed together, and became a complete skeleton corpse again.

A cold wind blew, Wu Yong couldn't help but shudder, the skeleton on the opposite side slowly, step by step towards Wu Yong, long hair fluttering back and forth, the eyes of the two black holes below appeared and disappeared, it was terrifying......

Mr. West walked towards Wu Yong step by step, dancing in the wind in a green robe. Wu Yong stared at its approaching footsteps, his mind extremely nervous. This Mr. West is simply immortal, even if he is split in half, he can heal back into one with the support of the Western sword.

This is no longer a duel, because Wu Yong's opponent is not a human at all, but a sword with independent consciousness. Natural treasures must be protected by strange things. Wu Yong knew very well that in order to obtain this sword, he must first defeat this sword.

The sword is different from a human, it is impossible to be human-like, it can be cultivated, and the power consumed cannot be restored in a short period of time. really saw through this, Wu Yong didn't turn around and leave. This sword is so good, even if he knows the horror of this sword, Wu Yong is really unwilling to give up such a good opportunity.

Wu Yong shouted, boom! A shocking blazing white light burst out of his palm, this sword qi burst out, and a blast of thunder suddenly flashed in the sky, and the dark clouds formed a vortex above, hovering endlessly, and the next moment, the torrential rain poured down.

As soon as the sword qi came out, the terrifying sword qi smashed all the rain in the way forward, and crashed straight into Mr. West's body. But when he heard a crisp sound, Mr. West's body was shattered, and a green robe was torn apart, flying all over the sky, not only the clothes, but also the bones under the clothes were completely shattered, and even a little debris was found.

Wu Yong's left leg was weak, he knelt down on one knee, and the torrential rain poured down, drenching Wu Yong's whole body, and the wet rain fell down the hair on his forehead like beads.

A tingling pain came from his left arm, Wu Yong's consciousness cleared slightly, and when he looked down, blood was densely covered on his left arm like a filament, dripping down his fingers. Wu Yong sighed, shook his palm, and threw out a bead of blood...... Wu Yong pondered, and his heart became more and more hopeful of getting this Western sword.

A strange aura came from in front of him, Wu Yong's heart moved, and he looked up, but saw that in the rainy night, the western sword was hanging in the air, and a wisp of blood extended from the hilt to the tip of the sword.

In the shadow of the water, two red rays suddenly appeared, and they became brighter and brighter, and suddenly the phantom opened its mouth and screamed, I don't know what happened, although there was no sound, but Wu Yong felt a headache, and his ears were shocked, and he suddenly roared. The water shadow suddenly raised one hand, grabbed the western sword hanging in the air, and rushed towards Wu Yong with a single step.

had the heart to fight back, but the heart-rending silent scream rushed into his ears again, and Wu Yong reluctantly performed the "Wind and Thunder Step", and he was no longer able to fight back.

In the rainstorm, a sword slashed through the void, aimed at Wu Yong's heart, and stabbed straight through, almost in an instant, it had passed through the layers of space, approaching Wu Yong's pupils three inches, and the phantom composed of water and gas turned into a canopy of rain with a loud sound when the long sword crossed the void, and fell.

The wind was whistling, looking from one side, but seeing that the three-meter-long sword was like lightning against Wu Yong's chest and pushed Wu Yong backwards, the sound of boom was in his ears, Wu Yong pressed against the tip of the sword and shot backwards, and where he passed, the rain crashed into a rain curtain, and then exploded, and even smaller rain chips splashed in all directions, one after another, one side after another, and the heaven and earth were integrated. There seemed to be no boundary, and a bucket-thick round wave bead stretched horizontally, constantly extending, without end.

Between heaven and earth, although there is a vast land, but there are many mountains and rivers that connect the sky, a few seconds later, the Western Sword has taken Wu Yong over thousands of meters, and behind him is a cloud peak that inserts the sky, and there is no way to retreat.

With a loud shout, Wu Yong stretched out his right hand and suddenly grabbed the blade of the Western Sword, and one person and one sword suddenly stopped, hanging motionless in the void.

The sword intent of the True Illusion Sword Intent burst out with all its might, confronting the strong sword intent contained in the body of the Western Sword and Sword, and the contest between the two sides had completely shifted to the spiritual level.

The heavy rain was still pouring in, and the wind was still non-stop, but in the void, wrapped in a man and a sword, a huge ball appeared in the air, and the raindrops fell on the surface of the bead, splashing a ripple. Then it slid down the surface, and the inside of the bead was quiet, without a trace of rain.

Wu Yong resisted the powerful sword intent in the Western sword with all his might, and did not notice that within the five batches that grabbed the sword blade, the red blood water flowed out from the fingers and dripped onto the sword blade, and the three-meter sword blade sucked all the blood into the sword body like a sponge, and there was no trickle.

I don't know how long it took, Wu Yong felt that the sword intent from the sword body gradually faded, and in the end, it was already indistinguishable. Wu Yong copied it easily, and easily copied the Western sword in his hand, and a feeling of flesh and blood came into his heart.

"Sword Recognition Lord, I can finally go with peace of mind!" A magnetic voice came from the side of his ear, Wu Yong was startled, and looked up, a faint cyan figure was looking at him with a smile, it was Mr. West.

"The Western sword has been with me all my life, and for me, he is no longer a weapon, but my best friend. The circular shield was gone, and the rain passed through Mr. West's body and splashed onto the ground.

"Tens of thousands of years ago, I was defeated by the Sword Emperor of the Crazy Sword Domain and was killed by him! My only intention was to find a master worthy of him for this sword. Mr. West looked up at Tianfeng, and his slightly pale face showed a look of reminiscence: "There are very few savage swordsmen, and I have died under the sword, and the sword refuses to recognize the master easily, so it has been delayed until now, and now I can finally go with peace of mind." ”

Mr. West glanced back at Wu Yong and smiled, his figure getting lighter and lighter, lighter and lighter, until it was nothing.

The Western Sword trembled in Wu Yong's hand, as if it was saying goodbye to the old master......

Wu Yong sighed, his palm gently stroked the sword body, and the sword body quieted down.

When he first got a sword soldier, Wu Yong was quite happy in his heart, but for some reason, this joy was very light and light, and another complicated taste came to his heart, and he couldn't tell what it felt.

"Since then, you and I have been together for the rest of our lives......" Wu Yong lowered his head and whispered to the Western Sword, and then took a firm step and strode towards the Crazy Sword Domain.

The rain is getting heavier......

Wu Yong galloped all the way to the Crazy Knife Domain, and when he was still about three thousand miles away from the Crazy Knife Domain, a faint smell of blood came into his nose, and Wu Yong's heart moved, and he came from the ground.

Surrounded by mountains, a stream flowed out slowly, but the stream was red, crimson and crimson, and the smell of blood came from the stream. Going up along the stream, Wu Yong found a floating corpse floating down from above, the corpse was covered with wounds, and it was already soaked in the stream and a little swollen.

Wu Yong's feet sped up, and further up, there were more and more corpses, and the ancient trees on both sides of the stream had been folded horizontally, as if they had been swept by a typhoon.

"You animals, beasts, are of the same race, but you are still human!" A beautiful woman's voice came from the front, her voice was full of despair and anger, and the voice with a faint crying made Wu Yong's heart tremble slightly, and his steps quickened.

At a bend, Wu Yong saw a dazzling scene, a beautiful woman, at this time was being pressed to the ground by four strong men with slightly dark faces, the clothes on her chest had been torn, revealing a large area of snow-white skin, the green skirt was also lifted, and a young man in front of him with an obscene smile had already taken off his pants and wanted to do that terrible thing.

There were also many cultivators around, several of whom Wu Yong was very familiar with, one was the Wild Sword Domain Guardian he had seen in the cave, and the other was the Venerable Master of the Hindrance. Faced with this scene of inferiority to the beast, the Venerable Master tilted his head to the side and remained indifferent.

Seeing that the young man was about to push the high-spirited thing into the body of the woman on the ground, Wu Yong snorted coldly: "Stop!"

Everyone followed the prestige, and the young man glanced at it, and sneered: "Okay, okay, you human beings like to do this heroic thing to save beauty, I want to see why you came from me to save beauty heroically." ”

"Hurry back, Hugh has to intervene in the affairs of this place!" said the Venerable Master hurriedly, Wu Yong had already changed his face at this time, and he didn't recognize it.

"In vain, you think you are a person in the right path, and you actually stand by and watch!" Wu Yong glared coldly at the Venerable Master and strode closer.

"Hey...... This, you don't understand...... Hurry up!" The Venerable Master looked ashamed, but still insisted on letting Wu Yong leave.

"What kind of person! The Crazy Knife Domain is doing things, don't retreat quickly!" The face of the Crazy Knife Domain guard changed, and with a slight gesture, the two surrounding Crazy Knife Domain doors had already drawn their swords out of their sheaths and aimed at Wu Yong.

"It turned out to be a guy who didn't know what to do, disturb me Yaxing, you should know what to do! I don't need this king to teach you!" the young man snorted coldly, and he already held up the woman's hips.

"Shameless scum!" Wu Yong didn't say a word, his right hand was raised, and the palm sword had already turned into a long sword and fell into Wu Yong's palm.

"Bastard!" an incomparable sword aura had already come out of his hand, slashing straight towards the young man. Twelve Crazy Sword Domain cultivators stood in front of Wu Yong at the same time, and ten sword qi struck at the same time.

Boom! Wu Yong's sword not only smashed the sword qi emitted by the cultivators of the Twelve Crazy Sword Domains, slashing these twelve people away, but also slashed towards the young man unabated.

"No!" the Venerable Master exclaimed, and he jumped forward with sword qi, and the Buddha Seal had already made a move. Wu Yong's majestic sword qi slammed into the strength of the Venerable Master's body, blasting out waves of qi that almost shattered the Unhindered Buddha Seal.

"Donor, let's go, don't talk about you, even I can't afford to provoke you, this matter is too big, if you make a move, you will become a sinner for the ages!"

"Guard!" the young man shouted at the Blade Domain guard with a look of displeasure on his face.

The guard's figure flashed suddenly, and when he reappeared, he was already carrying the supreme sword qi and slashed heavily on Wu Yong's chest, Wu Yong didn't expect that this Crazy Sword Domain guard would actually highlight his hands, snorted miserably, and the whole was split away.

A huge knife mark was pulled from Wu Yong's left arm to his right abdomen, and Wu Yong was half-kneeling on the ground, blood gushing out of his chest.

"It's okay Master, you have been letting me leave, but because this person is the young master of the Crazy Knife Domain, hmph! Not to mention the young master of the Crazy Knife Domain, even if the Lord of the Crazy Knife Domain does this, I will definitely draw my sword against him. ”

"Hey, I told you to go, but you didn't go, did you see the corpses on the road when you came, they were all like you, who didn't know the details and acted recklessly, so they ended up like this. The Venerable Master sighed.

"Hmph, you are all secretive, let this king tell you. The young man stood up suddenly and looked at Wu Yong coldly: "This king is the second prince of the ancient demon realm, for the sake of a mere woman, how dare you provoke me, hehe, he...... He, he knows the details of this king, don't talk about this, this is less than 3,000 miles away from your so-called Crazy Knife Domain, and the few powerhouses of your human race in the Crazy Knife Domain, I'm afraid they all know what this king is doing now. They still dare not come to interfere, you are a humble human being, and you dare to disturb the good things of this king. The four guards, kill him, this king will dig out his heart and taste it. ”

Wu Yong's face changed drastically, and he stared at the Venerable Master and the others in disbelief, and a wave of anger rushed from the bottom of his heart, and he wanted to break through his chest: "You connived at a demon clan to abuse a ?!! of the same clan."

Everyone around them tilted their heads. At this time, the woman's dead voice came in a low voice: "You run away, I have accepted my fate!"

"No hindrance, sword guard, this king orders you to kill this man for this king, otherwise this king will return to the ancient demon realm, and he will make a statement to his father and the king, wave a million army, and destroy your human race. The handsome young man's face was grim.

Four demonic qi rushed to the sky, and the four men with slightly dark faces were in this demonic qi, their bodies rose step by step, and on the surface of their bare arms, layers of metallic scales were pulled out from under the skin.

These four people have grown to more than three meters tall, not at all like humans, their eyes have completely turned purple, they roared, and strode towards Wu Yong,

Wu Yong stood up slowly, his eyes were resolute, his left hand quickly tapped a few times on his chest, stopped the bleeding, and raised his right hand, the sword was already in his hand.

The four demon guards roared wildly and rushed towards Wu Yong, and not far away, the twelve Crazy Sword Domain cultivators had already drawn their swords out of their sheaths.

The demon prince was already smiling, grabbed the woman's neck, and with a force of his hand, completely tore the woman's clothes, exposing her beautiful figure to the air, and the high-spirited thing was already facing the woman's lower body. Just as the demon prince was smiling and about to do that terrible thing, he suddenly heard a loud shout in his ears.

"Let her go!" Wu Yong shouted angrily, his eyes quickly bloodshot, but the four demon clan and Crazy Sword Domain cultivators had already rushed up.

The woman suddenly raised her head, gritted her teeth, and said with a resolute expression: "Devil, even if I die, I will never let you succeed." With that, his mouth suddenly snapped into a forceful bite, and then a large stream of blood gushed out of his mouth, his head tilted, and his arm hung down weakly.

A demon walked over, poked at the tip of her nose, looked back at the second prince and said, "Your Highness, she has already killed herself by biting her tongue." ”

The second prince slapped the woman in the face and said coldly: "It's actually bad for the king." Suddenly, he turned his head to look at the young swordsman who appeared halfway, and his eyes were full of murderous intent in his eyes.

Rumble!

Wu Yong was hit by the twelve domineering sword qi and the four fists, the whole body flew away, a mouthful of blood had burst out of his mouth, and his heart seemed to be blasted through, in the haze, Wu Yong saw a line of tears flowing from the corner of the woman's eyes, his face was full of despair, pain, helplessness, unwillingness and hatred, and the original pair of smart eyes slowly turned into a dead ash, motionless......

"Wait a minute!" Just as the twelve swordsmen were about to make a move, the second prince of the Ancient Demon Realm abandoned the woman's body on the ground and stopped him. As soon as he signaled, the four demons shattered their internal organs, and Wu Yong, who only had one breath left, pulled him over.

One foot stepped heavily on Wu Yong's face, twisted it twice, and the second prince said coldly: "Despicable human beings have always been like you, and they don't measure themselves!"

The second prince spit heavily on Wu Yong's face, stepped down with a heavy foot, and a clicking sound came, and the second prince's right foot actually penetrated Wu Yong's chest, and his right foot penetrated through his back and stepped into the dirt.

Wu Yong remained motionless, supported only by a strong will.

"Is he dead?"

"Dead, sure!"

"Hmph, just died like this, it's too cheap for him, human beings have always been so cheap, they have no strength, they are nothing!" stomped heavily on Wu Yong's face again, and the second prince took the four demon guards and walked away.

The Venerable Master glanced at Wu Yong, whose chest was broken, sighed, and walked away.

I don't know how long it took, there was no one in this valley, and under the void, there was only a woman who committed suicide and Wu Yong's dead body.

Thunderclap!

A huge bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, and then raging clouds poured in from all sides, and layers of dark clouds continued to gather in the sky, and lightning shuttled between the clouds.

Thick dark clouds swirled in the sky, and then fell from the sky in a vortex with ten thousand bolts of lightning, and the bottom of the vortex sank into Wu Yong's chest on the ground.

A faint gray mist poured out from the ground, covering a radius of 100 meters. An extremely strong suction force lifted Wu Yong's body, and the gray smoke sank into Wu Yong's body like a long whale absorbing water.

Wu Yong opened his eyes violently, a golden pupil opened, and with a slight wave of his hand, the dark clouds surging from the sky cut themselves off, and on the ground, a huge amount of gray smoke poured into his body from the soles of his feet.

Nine lives and nine deaths, at this time, finally played a role.

A more powerful aura burst out of Wu Yong's body than ever before, Wu Yong's face was expressionless, he walked over step by step, leaned down, and picked up the woman.

The woman's eyes moved slightly, and a smile appeared on her pale face, she was not dead yet, and the cultivators, with the support of a single thought, were still able to extend their lives for a short time.

The woman looked at Wu Yong calmly, her blood-stained hand was swiping and scribbling on the ground, and after a while, she finally stopped moving, still maintaining that sad smile on her face.

Wu Yong looked down, and there was a line of crooked blood written on the ground: "Thank you, thank you!"