The martial spirit world, the top of Jianmen Mountain.

A young man in a light blue robe, who looked to be in his twenties, held a sword on his chest, and his shirt fluttered in the wind.

"Almost. ”

As soon as the words fell, a terrifying and boundless coercion fell from the sky, with Jianmen Mountain as the center, and the sky within a radius of thousands of miles turned into pitch black, like the end of the world.

Thundered.

The muffled thunder rolled in, low and vast, like a heavy hammer knocking on the hearts of all beings, accompanied by a thousand thunderbolts piercing the sky, like a dragon like a snake, like a knife like a sword, the thunder with the power of destruction, tearing apart the void along the way, as if venting something.

Beneath the dark clouds, billions of creatures fell to their knees, panicked, their hands folded, praying.

At the same time.

The top masters from all over the world have felt it, and the ancestors of the various major sects have also come out together.

"In that direction, it's him, he's crossing the catastrophe!"

"He's really taken this step before. ”

The masters looked at the southwest direction, and the next moment, all the masters of the Heavenly and Human Realm stepped into the air, walked in the sky, and swept towards the direction of Jianmen Mountain.

"It's okay. ”

Wang Ergou (the protagonist's name will be changed in the second chapter, don't get entangled) looked at the black thunder riot, his expression was calm, peerless and standing on the top of heaven and earth, looking down on the gathering momentum of the catastrophe, waiting for the thunder to come.

An hour later, the aura of a radius of thousands of miles was emptied.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

One after another terrifying powerhouses gathered from all directions, the lowest was also a grandmaster, and even the masters of the Heavenly and Human Realm came seven.

"This son is really a demon that has not been encountered in 10,000 years. ”

A big-bellied swordsman looked at the blue-robed young man on the top of Jianmen Mountain from afar, and he admired and sighed very emotionally.

"At the age of thirteen, he first entered the Sword Sect, at the age of eighteen he broke through the grandmaster, and at the age of twenty, he opened the entrance of life and death and was promoted to a celestial. At the age of thirty, one person and one sword traveled 70,000 miles alone, defeated all the heroes of the world, and collected all the martial arts in the world, known as a sword and cold light of 70,000 miles, and no one in the world dared to respect him. Now, he has been hidden for less than fifty years, but he didn't expect that as soon as he was born, he took this legendary step, which is really worthy of being the first demon in the past. ”

"The power of this catastrophe is really terrifying, even the old man can't afford to resist, but I don't know if he can successfully survive this catastrophe. ”

"Since he appeared in Jianmen Mountain, he must still be attached to the Sword Sect, presumably the supreme magic skills and swordsmanship he created have been left to the Sword Sect, hum ......"

"Is Master Zhao trying to ......?"

"Hmph, don't pretend to be self-assured in front of this seat, you come here, how can you just watch him cross the catastrophe, presumably they are all for the supreme magic and swordsmanship he left behind. ”

"Amitabha. ”

More and more masters are coming, there are no less than ten in the Heavenly and Human Realm alone, and there are more than 20 grandmasters, and it can almost be said that half of the masters in the martial spirit realm have come.

Thunderclap!

Thousands of angry thunderbolts fell from the clouds, tearing the sky apart.

Sonor!

A light and pleasant sound resounded in the sky, a white light came out of the world, and the sword qi broke through the air, thousands of zhang, like the blade that opened the sky, and easily defeated the first thunderbolt.

The masters of all parties looked at it with solemn expressions, but in their hearts they were cursing the king and the two dogs to die quickly, which of them is not a genius in ten thousand, everyone has been the leader for dozens of years.

Originally, they had already disappeared from the world, ready for a perfect curtain call.

As a result, because of the appearance of this junior, everyone was not guaranteed at night, even if they were forcibly asked for their own Zhenjiao magic skills in front of them, they didn't have a way, and they even had to lose their smiling faces and dare not slack off, for fear that the other party would kill people in anger, this is a shame, only the other party's blood can wash it away.

"No wonder no one has ever ascended throughout the ages, and today, who can stop the twenty thunderstorms except me?"

Wang Ergou's expression was extremely solemn, and the hole cards in his hand were exposed one after another in front of everyone.

The man and the sword are one, and the combat effectiveness is slightly improved.

The heart and sword are one, one sword is out of two styles, one sword in the hand and one sword in the heart, the two are one, and the combat effectiveness is greatly improved.

"Sword momentum. ”

An unstoppable sharp aura rose into the sky, forming a thousand-zhang sword curtain that looked like a waterfall in the Tianhe.

"Sword intent. ”

The huge sword intent erupted from Wang Ergou's body like a flood and tsunami, covering the sky and the earth, everything in the heavens and the earth seemed to have turned into a sword, and the mountains, rivers, grass and trees all exuded bursts of fierce sword energy, which was extremely weird.

"Sword, sword, sword......"

The sound came from nothingness, like the sound of heavenly magic, a torrent of sword dao hit the hearts of everyone present, in a trance, everyone saw countless sword cultivators fighting, all kinds of divine sword battles, and saw a civilization that only belongs to the sword, the epic of the sword, and the legend of the sword.

Within a radius of thousands of miles, ten thousand swords roared in unison, even if it was just an ordinary iron sword, it forcibly broke free from the control of the swordsman, or fell to the ground, or floated in the air, they faced the direction of Jianmen Mountain, the sword body trembled, in worship, in greeting the arrival of the master of the sword.

At this moment, the martial artists below the realm of heaven and man knelt on the ground without any resistance power.

This coercion is too strong, even more terrifying than the Heavenly Tribulation.

Even the sword masters of the Heavenly and Human Realm could hardly control their bodies, and their legs bent vigorously, wanting to kneel down to show their submission.

"This, is this really kendo?"

"How is it possible, he is only in his eighties, how can he have such a terrifying kendo cultivation. ”

"Genius, no, he's a demon, it's just too demonic. ”

Everyone looked at the scene in front of them with wide eyes and was very shocked.

Rumble!

The thunderbolt thundered mercilessly, but what was shocking was that the speed of this thunderstorm was getting slower and slower, and the thunder light was getting darker and darker.

Hiss.

When everyone saw it, they all took a deep breath of cold air, it was too strong and terrifying.

Bang bang bang......

Three tribulation thunderbolts fell in a row, and Wang Ergou's sword intent realm became weaker and weaker, and all the mountains within a radius of a hundred miles collapsed.

The last one.

Wang Ergou's eyes were red and he looked at the black and oppressive thunder, and his right hand grasped the Qingxiao Sword, as long as this thunder was resisted, he would win, and he would be able to fly to the upper realm, challenge stronger opponents, pursue stronger swordsmanship, and prove the legendary realm of immortality.

Thunderclap!

The intense thunder light illuminated the entire heaven and earth, and the huge coercion made everyone present dare not even breathe.

"Come on. ”

Wang Ergou groaned softly, holding the sword in his right hand, the tip of the sword slashed through the void, the sword light was faintly bright, and a black line followed, which was a black light.

Slash the sky!

Wang Ergou opened his mouth and muttered to himself silently, this is his self-created swordsmanship, Sword Six Style.

Draw the sword, open the mountain, split the earth, break the sea, break the void, and cut the sky......

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the sword tore through the void, and a shocking white light suddenly erupted from the dark space crack, it was the sword light, the sword light and the thunder light intertwined and collided, giving people an extremely dazzling feeling of the explosion of the gods, making people subconsciously close their eyes.

Dead?

Many of the strong people present were shocked and angry, and they couldn't see clearly.

The next moment.

The bright light dissipated, and a figure covered in blood stood in the air, and everyone who saw this scene widened their eyes, as if they had seen a ghost, he really succeeded.

At the same time, in the black oppressive clouds, a white light sprinkled down, bathed in Wang Ergou's body, and then, the majestic rain fell, this is the rain of creation, containing a pure and gentle aura, also known as the grace of heaven, has the effect of curing diseases and prolonging life, improving cultivation, and increasing the spirituality of animals and plants.

The dark clouds gradually dissipated, and the void in the sky began to distort, and the face of another world could be faintly seen.

"Hurry up now. ”

"Wang Ergou, leave the exercises and swordsmanship, spare you from death. ”

"Amitabha, congratulations to the king on the success of the catastrophe. ”

"Boy, I didn't expect this situation to be the present, right? Hurry up and hand over the exercises and swordsmanship, otherwise, we will not only make you hate before the ascension, but also let your master be removed from the world. ”

Seeing that Wang Ergou was seriously injured and his breath was sluggish, a large number of masters jumped out, there were thirteen in the Heaven and Man Realm alone, and almost half of the masters in the world came.

"Protect Uncle Ancestor!"

More than a dozen of the strong people of the Sword Sect rushed out, but the strongest was only the Grandmaster Cultivator.

"Hmph, even ants dare to come up and die. ”

The Northern Soul Ancestor looked disdainful, waved his big hand, and forcefully killed and injured these Sword Sect disciples, and then grabbed two young Sword Sect disciples as hostages.

"Ancestor save me!"

"Woo, Patriarch, I don't want to die......"

"Heh, ahem......"

Wang Ergou coughed up a mouthful of blood as soon as he opened his mouth, but he didn't care, he saw that his eyes were cold, and he grinned and sneered: "If you want to kill me, if you want to take away my exercises, and if you want to destroy my master, cough cough, it seems that you have really grown in the past fifty years, and whoever else is fighting this idea, stand up." ”

Looking at Wang Ergou's cold eyes, many people couldn't help but tremble and subconsciously retreated.

"What are you all afraid of? He is already seriously injured, and his true yuan has been exhausted, can it be that he can still be able to defeat so many of us joining forces? Don't you all want to fly to the upper realm to pursue immortality?"

"Yes, we are already people who have half of our necks in the ground, and we are still afraid of death, so we must leave the exercises and swordsmanship no matter what we do today. ”

"The head of the king is right, he has been seriously injured and dying, as long as we get his exercises and swordsmanship, everyone will copy a copy, when the time comes, everyone will have the hope of ascending, kill one person and save the people, for the world has the hope of immortality, the exercises and swordsmanship must stay. ”

The masters were angry and aggressive, and soon more than a dozen masters of the Heavenly and Human Realms came up and surrounded Wang Ergou from all directions, and their intentions were self-evident.

"One last time I asked you, to pay or not to pay?"

The Northern Soul Ancestor shouted, pinching the young man's neck slightly, and the two Sword Sect disciples had a red face and a weak voice asking for help.

"Everyone, why bother talking nonsense with this thief again, kill him, if he doesn't have it on him, it must be in the Sword Sect, at this time he is seriously injured, and the true yuan is exhausted, it is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. ”

"Hehe, yes, yes. ”

Wang Ergou laughed angrily, grabbed the Qingxiao Sword hard, and said in a hoarse voice: "The exercises are on me, if you have the ability, come and take it, I want to see who can snatch my things." ”

"Thief, look at the sword. ”

An old man drew his sword out of its sheath, and his sword aura was thousands of miles long.

"Look at the knife. ”

"Look at me extinguishing the Divine Palm. ”

All the masters have made a move, and the war is about to break out.

"If you want to die, I will fulfill you. ”

Wang Ergou whispered, in fact, he didn't have a manuscript of exercises and swordsmanship on him, the reason why he said this was just to lead these people to take the initiative, because his true yuan was only half of it, if he took the initiative to hunt them down, he would definitely not be able to support them, so he could only lead them to death.

It just so happens that the Gate of Ascension is not yet fully formed.

In that case, let's kill.

He was covered in blood, holding the Qingxiao Ancient Sword, stepping on the void, not afraid.

One sword is out, and one is killed.

Kill Kill Kill ......

The masters were merciless, in addition to snatching Wang Ergou's peerless magic skills and supreme swordsmanship, they also wanted to take the opportunity to take revenge and use the other party's blood to wash away the humiliation fifty years ago.

"No, don't kill me, king... Uh......"

A sect ancestor shouted in panic, and before he could finish speaking, he was blocked by a sword.

After a stick of incense.

Jianmen Mountain was broken, and the enemy was killed.

At the top of the firmament, Wang Ergou stood proudly with a three-foot Qingfeng in his hand, he was covered in wounds, bleeding endlessly, and he killed all the enemies in the world with a seriously injured body. At this time, he was exhausted, he couldn't even open his eyes, he knew that he was about to die, and he couldn't support it by an obsession.

"In this world, who can stop my sword?"

He looked at the mountains and rivers below, looked at the corpses of enemies everywhere, the incomparable sword momentum filled the sky, and the huge sword intent enveloped the entire heaven and earth.

Just as he was about to close his eyes, a telepathy spontaneously appeared, it was a call from the upper realm, his body trembled, and he raised his head with difficulty, only to see a huge light gate across the sky, and a white light spread to his feet, guiding him to the path to heaven.

"Huh. ”

Wang Ergou grinned, very bitter, he won and lost.

At this time, his meridians were all broken, his true yuan was lost, and he didn't even have the strength to move a finger, and the gate of ascension was close in front of him, but he was so sleepy and tired, and it was a luxury to even take a look.

Buzzing!

Qingxiao sword roared lightly, in grief, unwilling for the master.

"I really want to go to that world. ”

He looked at it stupidly, his eyes were foggy, and he wanted to raise his hand to touch it, but as soon as he moved, his body lost its strength support, and his eyes were dark, and he fell from the sky in a daze, getting farther and farther away from the gate of ascension.

Woo!

The Qingxiao Sword hissed, as if crying, a faint light flickered, and an inexplicable force stirred up, it was burning its own spirituality, and it wanted to forcibly control the supreme sword intent that had not yet dissipated between heaven and earth.

Whining......

Thousands of miles in circumference, heaven and earth are sorrowful.

Woohoo......

Ten thousand swords broke through the air, there were ordinary iron swords, there were swords, there were famous swords, and there were broken swords, they gathered together, spread out a sword bed, caught Wang Ergou in mid-air, carried his broken body, slowly floated up in the air, and slowly approached the gate of ascension under terrible pressure.

The sword intent is ruthless, and the sword is merciless.

Qingxiao Burning Lingning is damaged, and he will also send the Lord into the sky.