"Demon clone?" Perhaps intimidated by Zhanbai's momentum, Chu Chi's momentum couldn't help but stagnate, followed by a face full of confusion. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"The demon clone is the one who sat here for forty years before today, and was suspected by you of being a fake." Zhan Bai said a little frantically.

Zhan Bai's care for the demon clone far exceeds that of the sword clone.

The sword clone, Zhan Bai can be placed by his daughter's side without hesitation, for her to drive. But the demon clone will never be so generous, even if it is a close relative.

What's more, in Zhanbai's eyes, the meanings of the two are very different.

The sword clone, in Zhanbai's view, is more like a sharp weapon and a tool. And the demon clone is completely the other half of himself.

Originally, it was planned, once he returned to the dungeon, the first thing he did was to try his best to unite the two, but who would have thought that when the matter came, the demon clone would disappear, which made him not crazy.

After listening to Zhanbai's explanation, many people have changed color slightly, and they are obviously aware of the seriousness of the situation.

Not to mention, whether this is the real sect master in front of him, however, one thing is certain, that is, the fake sect master who was suspected by everyone before is gone.

"How do you prove that you are the true Sect Master?" Qin Mo Leng still said unrelentingly.

"You want proof?" Zhan Bai's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was in a bad mood, now that you jumped out, you can vent.

Qin Mo Leng trembled all over, he who had been walking on the death line for a long time, suddenly had a sense of crisis that was being targeted by poisonous snakes, and hurriedly retreated vigilantly, almost at the same time, the spirit weapon Full Moon Scimitar was already hanging on the back of his head.

Compared to forty years ago, although the appearance of the current Full Moon Scimitar has not changed much, however, it has actually undergone several forging upgrades, adding a lot of rarer and more precious materials, although it has not yet reached the feather level, it is not far away.

Especially when Qin Mo Leng injected the Xuan Force into the knife, he could clearly see that the crescent-like knife body was rippling with layers of water ripples.

"Give it to me." Zhan Bai snorted coldly, and just stretched out his hand to Qin Mo Leng and pointed.

Taoism, seventy-two changes of the earth, the art of fixation.

In the past three days, Zhanbai can be said to have spent most of his time digesting and absorbing the memory of the will of the demon clone, and today, he can just have a good time.

Seventy-two changes, that's Sun Wukong's stunt. Zhan Bai never thought that the old man Bodhi was so serious about his demon clone that he even taught this method.

The reason why the Dao Law is called the Dao Law is that it has the power to fit the laws of heaven and earth.

Launched with the true element, it turned into a power that is indescribable, unintelligible, and intangible. Under everyone's astonished gaze, Qin Mo Leng maintained his vigilant appearance and turned into a delicate painting, and even the ripples on the full moon scimitar behind him stagnated.

"Not good." Chu Chi was the first to react, especially when he saw Zhan Bai rushing over quickly, almost subconsciously pulling out the long sword at his waist.

Unintentional Sword Codex......

The long sword had not yet been unsheathed, and Zhan Bai, who was full of sneers, had already appeared in front of Chu Chi.

"Hey, hey." Zhan Bai Senran smiled, revealing his snow-white teeth.

"Gross!" With a painful snort, Chu Chi had already flown out with his body on his back, slamming heavily on the wall.

Unintentional swordsmanship, drawing swordsmanship.

Cang Jiansheng's sword drawing technique integrated into the Unintentional Sword Dictionary is undoubtedly the fastest sword out of everyone.

The cold light flashed, piercing the heart of Zhan Bai.

"Draw your sword against me?" Zhan Bai didn't care about it, and the middle and index fingers of his right hand didn't go fast, but they were accurately clamped on the blade of the sword, and with a little force, he actually broke a section of the long sword.

Call!!

A red shadow rushed to Zhanbai's back in an uncertain manner, and a soft sword was like a poisonous snake, stabbing out from an impossible angle, and the soft sword turned three times in the air in a row, and actually passed through Zhanbai's armpit, and bit straight to the throat from the front.

"Yan Mi?!" Zhan Bai's heart was secretly shocked, his forehead wrinkled slightly, even he, dealing with Qin Mo Leng, Chu Chi, Cang Jiansheng and Yan Mi one after another, he had already had a sense of crisis.

"Is it faster than tricky?" Zhanbai also became competitive for a while.

Unintentional sword canon, big sword free.

The figure flickered, and in an instant, he got rid of Yan Mi's killing sword. It's just that this implies a form of free sword intent, if it was in the past, in the eyes of others, it would be as if it was teleporting. But with the improvement of everyone's cultivation, at this time, they were already able to capture the traces of the figure that was as fast as lightning.

It is a trajectory that flies like a butterfly through a flower, irregular, unpredictable, and unpredictable.

The joy in Yan Mi's eyes just rose, and then collapsed.

This speed, this trajectory, even if you see it, what can you do?

The speed can't keep up, and you can't borrow the amount of advance, and if you want to cut off Zhanbai's big sword, it's hard to climb to the sky.

"I'll come." Cang Jiansheng, who was clamped off the sword, had already changed his sword, and in a breath, he stabbed out the ninety-nine eighty-one sword, like a shadow of the follower's traces of Zhanbai, and the sword did not leave the vital point of his body.

Cang Jiansheng's fast sword can be regarded as able to reluctantly restrain the big sword, stabbing out eighty-one swords in an instant, winning by quantity, and always sealing the trajectory of Zhanbai's movement.

It's a pity that Cang Jiansheng doesn't know that the Great Sword is not only used to dodge, but also to attack.

Eighty-one swords, Zhan Bai may not be able to dodge them all, but there is no need to dodge them all. If you can dodge, you can dodge, and if you can't dodge, you can block it with a sword.

Poked his fingers into a sword, pointed out more than a dozen fingers in a row, and at the same time borrowed the reaction force on the sword, his body was constantly bounced away as if it had no weight, but it was easier to get rid of the sword net woven by Cang Jiansheng.

Unintentional Sword Codex,.

Without waiting for Zhan Bai to stand firm, Chu Chi, who had been smashed by him with a punch before, had already made up for it, and the long sword in his hand was unsheathed, four feet long, and the most peculiar thing was that the sword body was extremely thick and heavy, and there was no blade.

The heavy sword has no edge, and the great ingenuity does not work.

The way of the sword is divided into three thousand, some people pursue fast, some people pursue treachery, and what Chu Chi pursues is clumsy.

One force will drop ten, without any fancy and fancy, neutral and peaceful, and take the meaning of righteousness.

"Interesting, it seems that Zhan Yibai is not useless, at least let you all recognize the path you want to take." Zhan Bai smiled very happily.

Zhanbai can see it now, these bastards are simply in the name of attacking to verify their identities.

As long as he looked, Qin Mo Leng, who had already broken away from the immobilization technique, knew that not only did he not participate in the in, but instead took a group of disciples of the Blood Refining Dark Hall to avoid it from afar.

The person with the sword collar can use all his strength to use the Dao realm to verify Zhanbai's identity, and that's because everyone knows that if Zhanbai's identity is true, with his kendo attainments, the situation can be completely controlled. Of course, if he is fake, even if he is accidentally stabbed to death, he deserves it.

On the other hand, the disciples of the Blood Refining Dark Hall, they did not follow the path of the sword, but the path of killing. Once you do it with all your might, you will never die, and the consequences will be unpredictable.

The topic was further away, and said that here, Chu Chi's sword had been handed to Zhan Bai.

Although the speed of the sword was not fast, it made a wave of waves crashing on the shore, and the cold sword wind blew Zhanbai's face completely out of shape.

The Dao realm of impermanence at the pinnacle of subtlety is a clumsy one, whether it is a move or a power, it can only be described in one word, that is, "solid".

The so-called diligence can make up for clumsiness, and when clumsiness reaches a certain level, it has already had the same effect as great wisdom and foolishness.

Among all the people here, the one who has the most extensive immersion in kendo is undoubtedly Zhanbai.

There are three thousand kendos, although Zhanbai may not be involved in all of them, but he has good attainments in fast, tricky, sealing, and so on. He also comprehended several more subtle sword intents.

But it is precisely because of this good understanding that he has no relationship with the word "clumsy".

For the sword drawing technique of Shangcang Jiansheng, Zhanbai can take a leisurely stroll, and against Yan Qi's evil sword, Zhanbai can also deal with it freely. But in the face of Chu Chi's "", Zhanbai suddenly found that he seemed to have no other way but to fight hard.

In front of Chu Chi, all the moves were stripped alive, leaving only the most quintessential part to fight hard. Invisibly, he has already taken the initiative.

"What a good one." Zhan Bai sighed in admiration, poked his finger into a sword, and a tearful sword with a faint sword intent had already stabbed out.

The gloomy one, the decadent one. The decadent has no love in life, no one to rely on in death, and everything is empty.

Gloomy sword intent, among the many sword intents that Zhanbai comprehended, the degree of domineering was second only to the lonely sword intent.

A sword is gloomy, and everything is gone.

No matter how solid the "clumsy" sword is, it is also quickly eaten away and turned into nothingness.

lost his clumsiness, Chu Chi's sword was only left in shape, and the sword move was originally Chu Chi's weakest one.

When Zhanbai's sword was pointed at the long sword, he saw Chu Chi's face flushed, and in an instant, he staggered back.

The contest of swordsmanship was originally a race against the day, and the white wheel battled Chu Chi, Cang Jiansheng, and Yan Mi in a circle, and it was only a blink of an eye.

"Again." Zhanbai, who was aroused, took the initiative this time.

In a few turns of his body, while slashing through the crowd, there was already an extra long sword in his hand.

Unintentional sword canon, secret sword empty.

A sword stabbed straight at Yan Mi with red makeup.

This bastard is no different from a woman now, and he is undefeated in the East like a metaphysical cultivator.

The evil sword spectrum was originally a sword book full of evil nature, and after the unintentional fusion of the sword codex, even Zhan Bai wanted to know what kind of perverted moves would be born in the end, however, judging from Yan Mi's current appearance and posture or the charm between his smiles, at least one thing that is certain is that the perverted moves have completely changed Yan Mi's gender.

Oh, come to think of it, it seems...... Yan Mi's name has been changed, and she is now called Yan Mi'er.

The secret sword is empty, and the unintentional sword code is created by merging the secret book sword line. The moves are imaginative, amorphous, and unpredictable.

Yan Qi'er did not panic in the face of Zhanbai's attack, her soft body seemed to dance lightly, and the soft sword in her hand stabbed out, but the sword was in the air, and it was not as fast as drawing the sword, but it was a perfect combination of the two.

The soft sword turns into a snake, weak and boneless, but the blade of the sword is the most vicious fang, and after climbing the long sword in Zhanbai's hand, it winds up.

Turn!!!

Zhanbai's sword-holding palm slashed, and the long sword in his hand suddenly turned into a rotating drill, and the double-edged blades quickly cut on the sword body of the soft sword, colliding fiercely, directly bouncing the soft sword away.

The soft sword almost wanted to get rid of it, but Yan Qi'er watched as the unabated long sword stabbed straight into her face.

Sou!!!

With an almost silent whisper, a red thread suddenly flew out from Yan Qi'er's collar, and the sharp edge directly pierced the tip of the long sword in Zhanbai's hand.

It wasn't until this time that Zhanbai saw clearly that the red thread was the silk thread that knitted clothes, and the end of the silk thread was connected to a cold embroidery needle.

"Not good." Zhan Bai screamed secretly, he couldn't even care about the long sword in his hand, and threw his sword and retreated.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh......

The next moment, I saw tens of millions of embroidery needles wearing red thread flying out from the big red robe on Yan Qi'er's body, each of which seemed to be a poisonous snake that saw blood and sealed its throat, scrambling to chase Zhanbai's figure.

"Nima, bastard Ning Xiaoning, this is definitely your handiwork." Zhan Bai scolded on his mouth, stepped on the void, and the whole person kept moving and shuttling in the blood-colored red net woven by embroidery needles, several times, if he didn't hide quickly, I was afraid that he would have to hang the color.

Although he couldn't stop scolding in his mouth, he had to praise it in his heart, the shirt that Ning Xiaoning created for Yan Mi'er was really painstaking, and it increased Yan Mi'er's combat power by more than several times.

If it weren't for the big sword, Zhanbai would have been embarrassed this time.

However, even so, Zhanbai's situation is extremely passive.

The red silk thread seems to be infinitely long, and in a short period of time, it has laid a net around Zhanbai's body, and it is not difficult to see from the silk thread that flashes with cold light, if it hits it recklessly, it will definitely die a miserable death.

The space left for Zhan Bai to move is getting smaller and smaller, outside the red network, Chu Chi and Cang Jiansheng are even more ready to go, and when Zhan Bai reveals his flaws, he will definitely not hesitate to make a move.

Zhanbai's current mood is both angry and relieved. It's angry that these bastards really dare to do such a heavy hand on themselves, and it's gratifying that after so many years of not seeing each of them, they have been able to take charge on their own.

Not to mention the others, it's just that Chu Chi, Cang Jiansheng, and Yan Qi'er's cultivation have all been promoted to the Taixuan realm, and the sword dao realm has all reached the point of impermanence. Its combat power, not to mention the three continents, is placed in Dingzhou, and under the same realm, it is also a leader.

Now, Zhanbai finally has a deeper understanding of what Dieyi said before.

Wanhuayuan was able to become a vassal of Sword Prison Villa, in addition to the control of the unintentional Sword Codex, it was also inseparable from the rapid growth of these disciples.

"In that case, let you have a good understanding of what it means to have someone outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky. Otherwise, if you go to Dingzhou in the future, you will be so arrogant, you will not suffer. Zhan Bai said secretly in his heart, and he would no longer show mercy.

Is impermanence subtle and strong?

Above the Dao Realm, although Zhan Bai had just been defeated by Yin'er, not anyone could brush the tiger's whiskers lightly.

Today, let me show you what it means to stop the sword.

Seeing that, more than a dozen embroidery needles wearing silk threads flew towards Zhanbai, and Zhanbai had no room to move around.

At this moment, an invisible momentum radiated from Zhanbai's body, and then, in front of everyone's eyes, the dozen or so embroidery needles turned into headless flies when they were about to pierce Zhanbai, and when they turned around, they became entangled with each other.

Two, three, or even more silk threads were tightly wound together, and finally tied into a dizzying dead knot, which was invisibly obstructed, so that the embroidery needle finally lost its strength and hung down weakly.

Spiegel stops the sword, uses himself as a mirror, allows the opponent's actions to be reflected on it, and spontaneously counterattacks.

The crushing on the Dao realm immediately made Yan Qi'er feel as if she was counterattacking from all directions, and under the heavy pressure, the control of the embroidery needle clashed layer by layer, and finally ended without a problem.

"Draw the sword." Seeing that Yan Qi'er was about to lose, while Zhanbai had not yet broken out of the encirclement, Cang Jiansheng made a decisive move.

It's just that at this time, he no longer uses a single sword like before, but holds one in each of his left and right hands, and even has a sword in his mouth.

The three swords stabbed out at the same time, and each of them stabbed out ninety-nine eighty-one swords in an instant, adding up to nearly three hundred swords. The sword light that was splashed was layered on top of each other, and they advanced and retreated in an orderly manner, which actually had the taste of a sword array.

"Three thousand weak water, I will only take one scoop." Zhan Bai snorted lightly and turned his fingers into a sword.

Unintentional Sword Codex, Divine Sword Six Veins.

A finger pointed out, in the Dao realm of Mingjing stopping water, nearly three hundred sword qi were also refracted, and the sword light from Cang Jiansheng was defeated one by one, leaving only the last sword qi, **** on Cang Jiansheng's chest.

Fortunately, Zhan Bai did not mean to hurt anyone, this sword qi exploded in the air before stabbing Cang Jiansheng, turning from a point into a huge force, smashing Cang Jiansheng into the air.

"Unintentional sword codex, make the tide." didn't care about Cang Jiansheng's life or death, on the other side, the sword in Chu Chi's hand was handed to Zhan Bai again.

The tide is different, although they are all clumsy sword paths, taking strength, but the tide already vaguely contains a trace of sword intent.

Heaven rewards diligence, I have to say that Chu Chi has relied on his diligence and perseverance, and he has been slightly ahead of his colleagues in the way of the sword.

In the past forty years, Chu Chi has only done two things, that is, self-creation and trend-making.

The moves are not complicated, since he made a grand wish and served the sword with his body, Chu Chi has put almost all his time and energy into these two styles, and finally has today's achievements.

It's a pity that Chu Chi chose the wrong opponent, if he ran into someone else, he wouldn't be able to shine, but he was right on Zhanbai.

Whether it was the way of the sword or Chu Chi's proudest sword intent, Zhanbai had an advantage that could not be crossed.

Before, Zhanbai used his sword intent to break the clumsy force, but now, Zhanbai used his sword intent again.

A type of Xiao Jian Dugu, the lonely artistic conception of the high place that is unbearable and cold, instantly crushed the immature clumsy sword intent.

Chu Chi, who vomited blood and flew out, still had a lonely sadness on his face that made people's hearts palpitate.

"Next up is you." After dealing with Cang Jiansheng and Chu Chi in a row, Zhan Bai smiled and set his eyes on Yan Qi'er, "Of course, if you don't want to follow in the footsteps of these two guys, just tell me obediently, where is my demon clone?" ”

Up to now, Zhanbai actually has vague doubts in his heart.

Did they really rob the demon clone?

Not to mention that they had the audacity to do so without conclusive evidence? Just think about it, because he summoned the will soul of the demon clone with the Tsing Yi Dao method, and the rest is just a puppet body, Dieyi can see the flaws at a glance, and there is no reason for Yin'er to leave the demon clone behind when he gets up and goes to Liuzhou.

It's just that this matter is too much to stake, and although he has some doubts in his heart, Zhan Bai still asks without giving up.

"Giggles, husband, don't ask, the demon clone wasn't taken by them." Without waiting for Yan Qi'er to speak, the hidden child in the gauze tent seemed to have seen enough of the excitement, and said with a smile.