The Tiangang Shengyang swordsmanship left by the ancestor is broad and profound, and the mystery is extraordinary.

Even after going through so many things, Xiao Yu's vision and mind are now much higher than before.

However, when he set his eyes on the Tiangang Holy Yang Sword Technique again, he still felt that it was like a vast sea, unfathomable.

At the beginning, when he cultivated the second style of swordsmanship, Jiuyang Zhenkong, he found that his aura was simply not enough to use a complete sword qi.

So he retreated, and the power of this move was reduced again and again, before he barely condensed a reduced version of the sword qi.

Including the Jiuyang Zhenkong that is being used now, although the power is definitely a big increase compared to before, it is not a complete version of sword qi in essence.

With this kind of sword qi, he had already condensed a total of five realms, and now he was preparing to condense the sixth realm.

Xiao Yu faintly felt that when he condensed the nine sword qi, then the ninety-nine would be one, and it would be the real Jiuyang Zhenkong!

This time, while recuperating from his injuries, he planned to condense another sword qi and quickly improve his strength.

There are countless things waiting for Xiao Yu to do in front of him, not to mention the big mysterious realm, just talk about the matter of the Bird Saint Mahjong Hall in front of him, and the things involved with it are enough to be anxious.

Not to mention the old dealer Wang of the Demon Beast Market, Ye Zhong of the Ye family, and Jin Wuwei, who was wiped out by a small team in the Western District and had no survivors.

He had a hunch that the next time he returned to Nancheng, it would be accompanied by a series of troubles.

He's not afraid of trouble, but he doesn't like trouble either.

The best way to solve problems is to "convince people with reason".

With a thought, Xiao Yu slowly opened his eyes.

In front of him was a vast sea of pale golden clouds, slowly rising and falling, and farther away, purple clouds and smoke twinkling with stars.

He was standing on top of a huge peak, looking downward, this mountain peak was as straight as a sword, and it spread down for hundreds of thousands of miles, and the lower end was hidden in the misty clouds.

In the clouds and smoke, black scales can be faintly seen, like evil dragons in the abyss.

Under Xiao Yu's feet, there was a golden giant sword at all!

At this moment, he was transformed by divine consciousness, and he was standing in the sea of his sword, standing on the sword in the center.

The giant sword under his feet is the Tiangang Holy Yang Sword Species that the ancestor left in his body.

Xiao Yu stood on the giant sword, looked at the vast sea of clouds in front of him, stretched out his hand and wiped it in the void, and clouds and smoke rose from the pale golden whirlpool.

The clouds and smoke swayed, converging in the sky in the shape of five long swords.

This is all the sword qi he has cultivated so far.

These represent sword qi hanging in the sky, lined up in a row, although not as large as the golden giant sword under their feet, they are also extremely huge.

It's just that they are made up of clouds and smoke, and they have only form, no god, and no substance.

When the sword qi hanging in the sky turns into reality and has a clear sharpness, then it can be regarded as the real Jiuyang Zhenkong.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yu just smiled faintly, and did not feel the slightest anxiety.

The most anxious thing to do is to be in a hurry along the way of cultivation, especially in the early stage of the foundation, and every step must be steady.

He is well aware of this truth, otherwise he would not have the courage to shatter the dantian and rebuild the inner house.

Xiao Yu raised his left hand lightly.

The pale golden vortex sped up its rotation, and golden clouds continued to emerge, slowly floating in the air, hanging straight there, like an upright sword spine.

Xiao Yu raised his right hand again.

More and more golden clouds rose from the sea of swords and converged towards the spine of the sword in the air, making the original clouds more and more full.

However, the clouds that gathered together suddenly became disordered, exploding into a chaotic aura turbulence in the sky, dissipating into the void along with the original sword spine.

Xiao Yu's face was full of waves, and his hands did not pause

, once again summoned wisps of clouds from the sea of swords.

This time it was a little more condensed than just now, but at a certain moment, it still trembled, shook, and slowly dissipated.

Undeterred, he continued to wave.

I don't know how many clouds and smoke rose from the sea of swords, how many times it was shattered and annihilated, the expression on Xiao Yu's face was always as calm as a lake, and there was no anxiety at all.

The technique of controlling the cloud qi is becoming more and more proficient, and the sense of the aura in the sea of swords is also becoming more and more kind.

The sixth sword qi gradually took shape, and began to take on the appearance of a sword.

Xiao Yu's heart was like water, not arrogant or impatient, and continued to control the aura in the sea of swords to gather together.

The sea of swords rises and falls, and the wisps of aura slowly rise, setting off this place like an ethereal fairyland.

When he saw the sixth sword qi following the five sword qi above the firmament, he slowly exhaled a breath of turbid qi.

Looking at the golden giant sword under his feet, Xiao Yu couldn't help but smack his tongue.

If in reality, he can summon such a giant sword, then it is not a person blocking and killing, and a Buddha blocking and killing a Buddha?

Looking at this vast sea of clouds, he smiled with satisfaction, and his divine consciousness was about to withdraw, when he suddenly felt something.

The gaze looked in one direction, but in the extreme distance at the end of the gaze, there seemed to be a little darkness flashing, revealing a strange aura.

Xiao Yu in the room suddenly opened his eyes.

The five sword qi behind him like a feather slowly swayed, and another sword qi slowly stretched out, becoming the sixth path.

The six sword qi bloomed with golden light, and then the light converged and was collected into the big hole behind Xiao Yu's back.

He didn't delight in condensing the sixth sword qi, but instead looked solemn and raised his left hand.

Looking at the hideous snake head on his left hand, he said to himself, "Nine-headed dragon snake...... Do you want to be excited again?"

The five fingers were clenched, and the snake's head in the fingers was tightly clamped, as if it was choking seven inches.

Xiao Yu sneered slightly and continued to close his eyes to recuperate.

Before his divine consciousness could reach it, a place thousands of miles away from the sea of swords, the world here was as dark as splashing ink.

The violent and chaotic demonic qi is rampage here, and some of the demonic qi is as if they have an autonomous consciousness, constantly tearing apart the demonic qi elsewhere to enrich and strengthen themselves.

This thickest demonic aura swam like a snake, raging and growing in this dark world.

Below it, there was a small puddle of water, in which ripples were constantly shaking, and it was never calm.

I wonder when this small waterhole will turn into an endless ocean of ice again, rolling up stormy waves?

......

Fei Shi has been having a good time these days.

He still told his men to set up a chaise longue at the door, and then lay comfortably on it, basking in the warm sun of the day.

Under the signboard of "Yuelai Casino" behind him, countless customers come in and out, representing the thriving business of this gambling house.

The doors of the Bird Saint Mahjong Hall are closed, how can his gambling house not be prosperous?

As soon as he thought of this, Fei Shi's face couldn't help but smile.

No matter how fun you are in mahjong, Lao Tzu told you that you have no place to play, what can you do!

Their Black Tiger Gang and Golden Dragon Gang have joined forces, and whoever they want to go out of business in this Western District will have to close their doors in a hurry!

The guy sent back to report that the Bird Saint Mahjong Parlor had been closed, and Wang Qinian's house was nowhere to be seen.

Fei Shi applauded on the spot.

The Bird Saint Mahjong Parlor, which has just opened for a few days, has already fallen to this point, which is enough to see the methods of their Black Tiger Gang!

"Looks like the waste that is sent out every day is still somewhat useful. Fei Shi thought comfortably, and closed his eyes comfortably.

Every day he squeaks the Black Tiger Gang behind him,

You don't need to call any masters, masters, masters, and masters, just send the little minions below who can do everything when they have something to eat, and do some disgusting things like flipping the table and smashing things, and it's enough.

I heard that there are several martial artists in the Bird Saint Mahjong Hall, one heavy heaven, two heavy heavens?

There are many martial artists in this realm, and there are many Black Tiger Gang, but Fei Shi said that there is no need to send them to suppress the formation, just let the martial artists in the mahjong hall be majestic.

Is the lion on the grassland majestic? It's not that they are annoyed by mosquitoes and flies!

Fei Shi basked in the sun with his eyes closed, and a smug smile on his face.

With his advice behind the scenes, don't even think about running the Bird Saint Mahjong Parlor!

The road on Yulan Street is so wide, and the shops on both sides are located on both sides, and the places for pedestrians to cross are even narrower.

Fei Shi's recliner was placed at the door of the Yuelai Gambling House, occupying almost half of the road, and passers-by dared not speak angrily, carefully rubbing past the side, lightly.

Who doesn't know that behind the Yuelai Gambling House is the Black Tiger Gang? Look at the Bird Saint Mahjong Parlor, how hot the business is, rubbing both hands of mahjong, who would want to go to other gambling houses to play?

But now the door is closed, and it has only been open for two days, and it has already closed.

For various reasons, people have their own fixed numbers in their hearts, looking at the business of Yuelai Casino booming again, and the chaise longue of the boss Fei Shi is placed at the door again, everyone knows it.

The warm sunlight sprinkled on his body, Fei Shi felt warm all over his body, and he relaxed a little more when he lay on the chair.

"Yo, Boss Fei, I'm in a good mood today!"

Suddenly, a leaping voice sounded, and you didn't need to open your eyes to imagine the hateful face behind this tone.

Fei Shi's heart jumped, and he reluctantly opened his eyes, and a face poked out from the side, blocking the sunlight.

Seeing that Fei Shi opened his eyes, this face smiled: "You're awake!"

"Boss Wang, rare guests!"

Fei Shi sneered in his heart, but he still smiled on the surface, and sat up slowly from his chair.

Wang Qinian stood in front of him with a smile, followed by an entourage.

"Boss Wang's mahjong parlor can't be opened, do you want to come to my gambling house to play two handfuls?" Although Fei Shi straightened up, he didn't mean to get up from the chair, "Welcome, welcome!

More than a dozen guys poured out of the Yuelai gambling house, surrounded the two people, bowed down and raised their heads, staring at Wang Qinian with their eyes like poisonous snakes, and made a "please" gesture in unison.

"It's easy to say, Boss Fei will rest first, and I will do it myself. ”

Wang Qinian didn't seem to care about this situation at all, said hello to Fei Shi, and walked into the Yuelai gambling house with a smile.

His companions followed him.

"Boss, do you need to call my brother to arrange it?" a guy came to Fei Shi's side and whispered.

Looking at the two who disappeared into the vast number of gamblers, a trace of gloom appeared in Fei Shi's eyes, and he nodded slightly.

The guy understood and beckoned everyone to rush in.

Stretching comfortably, Fei Shi lay back in his chair.

The fat sheep is sent to the door by itself, how can there be any reason not to slaughter?

In the Yuelai gambling house, Wang Qinian looked at the gambling table with a smile on his face, looked at this gaming table for a while, and glanced at the gambling table for a while, as if he didn't know that there were always several guys around him staring at his movements.

"I said, my lord, why do we have to go to someone's gambling house, isn't this looking for death?"

Wang Qinian didn't smile, and his pursed lips spit out a weak mosquito sound.

"How can it be looking for death?"

The entourage behind him smiled faintly, "Don't you like to gamble the most? ”

It was Xiao Yu.

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