Within ten thousand zhang, there was a void in the darkness, and countless turbid air currents floated in the air, and then seemed to be pulled into Zhao Wuxian's body. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

That comfortable feeling hit again, different from the past, this time this feeling lasted for a long time, Zhao Wuxian just wanted to yell out and express this comfortable feeling, but gradually, after this wave of turbid air flow group replenished into Zhao Wuxian's body, Zhao Wuxian suddenly felt a trace of fullness.

The heavenly yin officials seemed to be shocked by a sword thousands of feet away, and after the music of death was silence, incomparably quiet. There seemed to be an emotion called fear spreading in the eyes of the Yin Officer.

They are not afraid of death, but they are afraid of all death under this kind of sword, what kind of impact is that, and the impact on the mind is great. But the same Yin officials did not flinch, because behind them was the order of the lord of the house, and against the order of the lord of the house, they knew that what awaited them would be something more fearful than death.

Immediately, the shadow in the heart of the lord of the mansion seemed to have overcome the deterrence from in front of him. The bronze white jade sword that was full of blue light in the void seemed to have triggered the fierceness in the heart of the Yin Official, and the fear gradually dissipated, and the steps formed a monstrous momentum that approached Zhao Wuxian in unison.

There was no sound in the march, but it was this silent oppression and momentum that was the most terrifying. If Zhao Wuxian didn't have the protection of this cyan light mask and fire light shield, he was afraid that even a wave of impact would not be able to consume it, and he would directly break the Dao heart, disperse the divine soul, and die!

However, obviously, although Zhao Wuxian's heart was slightly cold, it was obvious that the blue and red light mask helped him block this endless momentum.

"Roar!"

The Yin Servant roared step by step, forming an infinite wave of qi that hit the light shield in front of Zhao Wuxian's body, but at this moment, he didn't have that worry.

The Yin Servant began to walk very slowly, step by step and roar, but when he arrived, the pace gradually increased, and the roar became faster and faster, and in the end, the sound wave had become one, constantly impacting on the light mask, and the light mask continued to tremble, but the bronze white jade sword and the fire-colored mark were immovable.

Zhao Wuxian looked at the sound waves in the sky, as if he remembered something, and fell into deep thought, but there was a trace of realization in his eyes.

"Gathering Spirit Palm, Stacking Spirit Palm!"

"What is the connection with what is in front of you?"

Zhao Wuxian seemed to grasp a trace of incomprehensible feeling, but he never figured out what it was. His eyebrows furrowed.

When I looked up, I saw that the endless Yin Officials were approaching again, and the monstrous sound waves continued to hit the light shield in front of Zhao Wuxian. Zhao Wuxian looked at the ripples on the light mask and trembled, and suddenly a trace of realization crossed his heart.

"Yes, the reason why the stacked spirit palms are stacked is because I am a palm stacked on top of each other, although the palms are not waves, they look like waves, wave by wave, stack by wave!"

The light in Zhao Wuxian's eyes flickered more and more, and the color of enlightenment became more thorough.

"But I stacked it, but there was no successor, I could only rely on the gathering of spirits in the palm of my hand to hit into other people's bodies, and only after the collision was detonated! There is no continuity!

But this wave is different, stacked and waved, and the waves are stacked on top of each other, but they are stacked faster and faster, and the more they are stacked, the more they have more and more stamina! The continuous trend, the continuous momentum of life and the unstoppable momentum! ”

Zhao Wuxian watched the sound waves on the light mask in front of him impact into a circle of indistinguishable ripples, but his heart became even more excited.

Looking at the approaching Yin official, a glimmer of essence flashed in Zhao Wuxian's eyes, and then he shouted in his hand: "The sword is coming!" ”

The phantom of the bronze and white jade sword was hovering in the air at this moment, and when he heard Zhao Wuxian's call, he paused for a moment, but he didn't come down immediately, Zhao Wuxian immediately looked at the long sword angrily, and said, "Take me and don't take me away, I'll kill myself at this moment, and I won't come yet!" ”

The bronze white jade sword seemed to be hesitating, seeing Zhao Wuxian scolding angrily, finally, a small green light appeared on the phantom long sword, flying towards Zhao Wuxian's hand, and the wind became bigger on the way, and it was another bronze white jade sword, Zhao Wuxian looked at the bronze white jade sword and couldn't help but curse in his heart, but he knew that it was only so.

However, the fire-colored mark on Zhao Wuxian's eyebrows was bursting with fire, and it flashed towards the bronze white jade sword above the void, as if it was provocative, but the bronze white jade sword was as if he hadn't seen it.

After Zhao Wuxian got the long sword, he didn't make a move, and closed his eyes to recall the feeling when he realized it.

When the Yin Officials approached, the bronze white jade sword and fire-colored mark on the void seemed to understand Zhao Wuxian's thoughts, and they didn't make a move.

When the Yin official was only a zhang away from Zhao Wuxian, the long sword in Zhao Wuxian's hand moved slowly, and the light shield in front of him was already trembling very violently, but there was no crack at all.

Zhao Wuxian's eyes didn't open, and the sword body drew a trajectory, just an ordinary sword, but a yin official in front of him was stopped by this sword, and it was another sword, and the yin official turned into ashes in disbelief.

These two pieces do not have a trace of spiritual power fluctuations, yes, there is no trace of spiritual power fluctuations.

Zhao Wuxian was already completely immersed in that artistic conception, and the sword in his hand began to move one sword after another.

At first, it was quite jerky, but then it seemed to become proficient, and the long sword became more and more proficient.

Originally, Zhao Wuxian was just one person, and it was quite easy for countless Yin officials from all directions to tear Zhao Wuxian to pieces, but the blue and red light mask did not allow it.

As Zhao Wuxian centered on himself, one sword was faster than the other, if the wild waves were coming up layer by layer, becoming more and more urgent, but he forcibly stopped the pace of the Yin officials in front of him, breaking this boundless momentum.

Zhao Wuxian's only feeling was that his divine soul seemed to decrease by a few points with each swing of the sword, but it was extracted more and more later. But then the slain Yin Officials replenished their souls, became consummated, and even more.

With Zhao Wuxian as the center of the circle, a small storm began to rotate among the countless Yin officials, and at this time, Zhao Wuxian's mind coincided with the swimming steps taught by the red lotus, but it seemed to be more clever, with a little more charm, as if it was pressing step by step, and it seemed to be a big wave invisible.

Zhao Wuxian is no longer limited to swordsmanship, the pace is the basis, either for the palm or with the sword, but no matter what move it is, it seems to be a natural thing, as if it has drawn a trajectory of the Dao.

The center of the storm is getting bigger and bigger, and the spread is getting bigger and bigger, and there is even a tendency to stir up all the scenes. All the Yin officials couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts, using the unique magic weapons of the underworld, but Zhao Wuxian was like a big wave, invisible, extremely domineering, and they had been swept away without waiting for them to make a move.

Zhao Wuxian's Yin Officials within a thousand zhang could only move with Zhao Wuxian's actions, and their bodies seemed to have lost control.

Zhao Wuxian was intoxicated with his own feelings, but suddenly he only felt a swelling pain in his soul, and suddenly sobered up, and the movements in his hands were stunned, but the entire momentum had been destroyed. But the Yin officials who were lucky enough not to die retreated in horror and screamed, as if Zhao Wuxian was the Yin officials.

Zhao Wuxian was stunned for a moment, looked down at the bronze white jade sword in his hand and his palm, felt the feeling of fullness in his soul, and couldn't help but have a strange and ridiculous feeling in his heart.

Suddenly, the hell that scattered and fled all made a sound of horror from the bottom of their hearts, and gradually all the yin officials knelt down.

"Welcome to the Mansion Master!"

Then Zhao Wuxian's face changed, and a huge will pressed against Zhao Wuxian.

The bronze white jade sword in the void pierced the sky with a crisp sword roar, and disappeared in a flash. Zhao Wuxian was shocked in his heart, but he was taken aback by the bronze white jade sword and flew straight into the air. At the same time, the fire-colored imprint on his body and the bronze white jade sword emitted a dazzling light, and Zhao Wuxian could feel the urgent feelings of the bronze white jade sword, as well as the irritable beating of the fire seal.

My heart jumped, but I couldn't help but look back.

Above the void, a young man stood out of thin air, looking at the bronze white jade sword that was running with Zhao Wuxian and the fire mark on his eyebrows.

Zhao Wuxian shouldn't have heard the man's speech, but when he saw the man's lips moving, he inexplicably knew the meaning of the man's mouth in his heart.

"Qingtian and Huoji have been born, well, there is still a trace of the taste of the sky!"

"But just these two things come to my hell and turn the world upside down, so it's better for you to remember it!"

The man's gaze seemed to be on Zhao Wuxian, grinning, Zhao Wuxian only felt a tightness all over, and then the man raised a hand and pointed lightly in the direction of Zhao Wuxian's escape.

The small carved sword of the bronze white jade sword on Zhao Wuxian's chest burst into blue light at this time, and a substantial bronze white jade sword emerged from Zhao Wuxian's chest, which coincided with the phantom bronze white jade sword, and then a sword was drawn, as if it was about to tear the space, and the imprisonment of Zhao Wuxian suddenly felt gone, and his heart was relieved, but when he looked back, he was carried away by the bronze white jade sword at a rapid pace.

At that moment, Zhao Wuxian seemed to see the corners of the man's mouth slightly upturned, and a hint of a smile with evil intent, and then he couldn't see it again.

Zhao Wuxian was carried straight up, and he didn't know how long it took, there seemed to be a trace of light above, and his heart was shocked, he should have reached the exit.

Flying towards the light, and as he got closer and closer, he saw a giant sitting cross-legged on his knees at the round exit of the light, holding a great axe.

As if sensing Zhao Wuxian's rapid approach, the giant's eyes suddenly opened, but those pupils had double pupils, as if they could attract people's hearts, Zhao Wuxian was shocked in his heart, and quickly looked away, and the giant roared.

"If you enter the land of hell, there will be no resurrection! The guard Pang Yin is here, who will break through! ”

The bronze white jade sword did not pause at all, Pang Yin's face changed, two ghostly rays shot out of his eyes, and the bronze white jade sword shattered the ghostly light with a sword roar.

Pang Yin's face changed again, and the giant axe in his hand was like opening the sky, slashing straight over. But it was a flash of firelight, Pang Yin screamed, took half a step back, the bronze white jade sword had already taken Zhao Wuxian to Pang Yin's shoulders, and disappeared into the light of the hole, Zhao Wuxian only heard an angry roar, but he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart when he didn't see Pang Yin chasing after him.

But at this moment, a strong stinging pain came from Zhao Wuxian's divine soul.

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