Ten miles of dense forest outside Shuxiangzhai, after hearing that people said goodbye to the Heavenly Master, he thought about the last candidate for the formation in his mind, and walked in the direction of the Heaven and Earth Gate.

Suddenly, the quiet atmosphere around him condensed, and two figures with unkind intentions descended. Landing on his feet, Nan Wujun seemed to be unhappy in his heart, bowed his head and was silent.

Glancing at the honest Nan Wujun, Dong Wujun had no choice but to sweep the dust when he saw this, and said in an indifferent tone: "The first seat invites Your Excellency to go to the Ginseng Wood Empty Valley for a while. ”

"Ceyan Xianzao?"

Although Wen Renran was not surprised to be found, he would never have a good impression of Yan Xianza, and said with a frown: "If it is for the sake of West Wujun and North Wujun, I don't think there is anything to talk about between us." ”

"Hmph, the West Wujun and the North Wujun are not as good as others, and it is not a pity to sneakily plot to die, and I have no intention of distinguishing between the two of them. ”

As if with contempt, he threw his robe back, and Dong Wujun said with a firm gaze, "But there is an order in the first seat, and the two of us must invite Your Excellency to go." ”

"Dong Wu, the tone doesn't have to be so ......"

Due to the death of West Wujun and North Wujun, South Wujun was a little disheartened by this accession to the WTO.

Seeing that Ren Ran looked too lazy to take care of it, Nan Wujun was even more helpless to deal with Yan Xianzao's order, so he had to step forward and arch his hand and said: "For the death of Xiwu and Beiwu, the Xianza has no intention of pursuing it. The invitation to your visit to the Hollow Valley is for the sake of those eight words of the day. ”

"No intention of pursuing it?" Wen Renran asked with some surprise.

"Exactly. ”

"Really?"

With the temper of the first seat, he died two juniors for no reason, is it really possible for him not to be angry?

However, since Ceyan Xianzao mentioned the purpose of the martial idiot, it didn't look like he had been replaced, which made Wen Renran hesitate a little.

I wanted to continue to look for the next candidate, but I didn't know that there was an accident halfway, although Wen Renran didn't have a good impression of Yan Xianza, but if he just went for a while to understand the other party's intentions, it was not necessary.

I had an idea in my heart, and I just wanted to make this appointment. However, it seemed that everything had caught up with the same day, and suddenly, a pure sword intent enveloped Fang Yuan, and then the wooden sword frame swirled and fell into the air, and the swords were lined up in layers, and the dust was set on the ground.

"Only one hatred can lead to nothingness; Second, he hated his life; Three hatreds of the river are endless; Fourth, the world is hot and cold; Five hateful platforms are easy to leak; Six hated orchid leaves are more focused; Seven hated puffer fish is very poisonous; Eight hated peanut thorns; Nine hated that there were mosquitoes on summer nights; Ten hatreds of the dill; Eleven hatred has not met an opponent; Twelve hated the world invincible!"

The steady pace, the cold tone, the familiar poems, and the sharp cold wind, the figure of the sword intent that did not move, was the twelve hatreds of the sword monarch who regained his dedication to the sword.

"It's been a long time, Sword Lord. ”

"Let's talk about the old days and talk with the sword. ”

Seeing that Jianjun put on this posture, Wen Renran had a rough number, and the three swords and three covenants were afraid that there had been a big change.

However, if the first request of the Ceyan Ancestor to the Sword Monarch was not Mingyuexin, could it be that the Four Wujun did not poison and assassinate the Ceyan Ancestor?

The suspicion in his mind is difficult to go, but he knows that at this moment, the twelve hatreds of the Sword Monarch in front of him are the big trouble.

It's not that the Sword Monarch Twelve Hates can do anything to himself, but the current state of the Sword Monarch is something that most people who practice martial arts don't want to face.

However, as a fellow swordsman, there was no need to make any concessions, so he changed his mind and asked, "What kind of battle do you want?"

"Fight for fun. ”

"Strategy's request?"

"Ce Yan wants to try what you can do, but he can't command me. ”

Leng Rong pouted with a vague smile, and the Sword Monarch pulled out the Xunfeng Sword in the sword rack, "I, I'm only here for the sword." ”

"Well, I guess I know what you mean. ”

What the Sword Monarch said is a sword, it must not only be the three martial idiots wearing swords, but also the way to prove the sword for themselves.

Knowing the meaning of Sword Monarch's words, Wen Renran was not happy at all, and the person who took the first seat of Ceyan was really still very annoying......

However, following the sword monarch's wishes, proposing the first agreement, is it really just a coincidence?

Seeing that Dong Wujun and Nan Wujun were silent, Wen Ren turned around, and his eyes fell on the Xunfeng Sword in the hand of the Sword Monarch Twelve Hatreds, revealing a look of reminiscence, and suddenly his right hand pointed to the ground to urge the sword qi: "I and the Holy Master, the sick sword and the sword are also old acquaintances, let's make a move." ”

"Offended. ”

The words fell, the figure moved, and the cold light on the Xunfeng sword was instantaneous, and the eight-wind sword style rose with it, flying a little silver rainbow.

The sword road that stirs up and changes, dances into the phantom of the eight directions, walks like the rain bursting out, leaving traces of the old times, and the tip of the sword of the sword monarch points to, but it should not prove the changes of the blue out of the blue.

Knowing that the Sword Monarch would enter the rivers and lakes again, the sword path would definitely advance by leaps and bounds, but Wen Renran was still slightly moved, and his expression was a little solemn.

Hearing this, the sword qi in his finger was condensed but not released, but the Xunfeng sword qi had already approached the door in the blink of an eye, and stabbed straight with the momentum of summer rain.

"Four o'clock river rain?"

Compared with the sword, it is not a competition, and the movement of the people is similar to the strength, and the two fingers return to the tip of the Xunfeng sword.

Suddenly, two completely different sword intents, carried by Xunfeng, suddenly fell into the street.

Before letting go of the fetters and hitting the bottleneck, in addition to the foundation body, the speed of the Sword Monarch's twelve hatreds was already inhuman.

A sword is competing head-on, although the strength and weakness are clear, but after being impacted, the twelve haters of the sword monarch closed their eyes and meditated, and the sword finger in his left hand praised the sword again, and the sword intent contained in the sword was a step further.

However, anyway, the sharpness of the Sword Monarch's sword sense at the moment can no longer be estimated by common sense. And standing on the same position, even if Jian Jun is now diligent to the enlightened Cheng Dù, then there is no loss to Wen Renran, so why not help him on his journey?

It's just that Wen Renran knows it in his heart, and Aoxiao Hongchen and Sword Jun currently have unresolved knots, but they are still a few steps away from proving the sword.

For the two of them, the sword duel is by no means just one person benefiting. The twelve swords of the sword monarch hated to improve the Confucian sword, and the summer rain was sad, and the same made people feel their thoughts, and their mood changed to the sword and water style of the disaster.

In the past, the sword of the disaster paid extra attention to the foundation, and at this moment suppressed his own skills to concentrate on the sword, but he had a different feeling when he heard it, and the sword was like flowing water, and there was no time for a trace of transfer between the connections.

"There are four times in the sky, there are three changes in the water, when the flow is unobstructed, invisible and tolerant, the sword and axe are added without changing the ......"

"Fun, the limit of the sword, none!"

Hearing this, Ren Ran let go of his hands and feet to cast his sword, and the Sword Monarch felt a heavy pressure, and suddenly there was more unpredictable nothingness.

However, there is no suspense in this victory, just for each to have something to gain.

Every time the tip of the sword is miscalculated, the key to fixing the body, luring the enemy, drawing the machine, and killing quickly fails, and the sword path of the opponent's body is more unpredictable, and the twelve sword kings are tired of coping, but they increase the interest of challenging the sword test.

With a sound of fun, the Xunfeng Sword suddenly stopped in the air and plunged into the ground, the Sword Monarch pointed his right hand at the center of his forehead, and the sword of the sky rushed into the sky, and the infinite sword was instantaneous, but there was no intention of leaving his hand.

The infinite sword shines on the eyes, putting aside a qiē test, there is no foundation for strength, and it does not have the ability of the body, just to perfect the swordsmanship to the end.

The sword falls like a building of flying feathers, endless without leakage, and the water sword is suddenly scattered like smoke, like wind and waves, flying away every trace, every bit of sword qi on the other side, a sword without the image of a move, and it is also the same as the three meanings of the disaster sword: "When it is thousands of miles misty, it moves with the wind, and the momentum does not blow ......"

"Good sword, Five Elements Sword Formation. ”

Although the previous move was lightly broken, the sword monarch's words were full of excitement, and four swords flew out on the sword frame with one move with one hand, and the five-pointed stars formed a sword array to protect the body, and the blue sword turned into a pillar of weather, and he did his best to pay for it.

The majestic aura converged to the absolute sword, and the sharp sword intent was approaching in an instant, and Wen Renran realized the magic of the water sword again at this moment.

"When the peak is quiet, it is condensed for thousands of years, and the feathers of the gods are not warm. ”

Sticking to it like a mountain, without the effect of the combination of Buddha and demon, the sword touch the surface of the body but it is still difficult to invade, and the subtle thunder scatters. The calamity sword changed in an instant, and the offensive and defensive momentum merged into the same, and it had surpassed the realm of the past.

"Do you want to continue?"

The Five Elements Sword Formation is already the ultimate at present, and the Sword Monarch is already satisfied with the results of this battle. Ming Feng withdrew the sword frame, and the Sword Monarch Twelve said hatefully: "What is the Cheng dù of your sword?"

"When you can swing the sword only for yourself one day, above the way of the sword, maybe you will soon be one step ahead of yourself. ”

"Oh, you can't let it go?"

"What's this?"

Scattering the true power of his fingertips, Wen Renran patted his sleeve and said seriously: "My path is different from yours, so I don't have to let go." But I don't have a clue about the sermon step at the moment. ”

After a moment of silence, it was difficult to discern what was in his mind, and the Sword Monarch continued to ask, "Then what kind of sword are you asking for?"

"Ask for a sword? Maybe I won't have a chance in my life...... Because the one who asked for the sword died a few years ago. He completed a qiē for me, and he also left me a higher peak, a more difficult obstacle. I don't know if there will be a day when the sword will be certified. ”

Be honest and honest. Wen Renran didn't know if the Sword Monarch Twelve Hates had understood what he meant.

However, he was found by two groups of people in a row, and when he heard that people were good at talking, he finally took some interest in dealing with Yan Xianxian.

After all, whether the one in the Hollow Valley is a dead ghost who has been replaced by others, or a stubborn ghost who has no one in his eyes, he has to confirm it.