The extremely powerful power surged in his body, and with the support of this force, Liu Wei only felt as if his every move could shatter the void. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, at this time, all his attention was on the phantom figure standing in the distance like a sword soaring to the sky, and the power surging in his body like a dragon was submerged into the moon in his hand under his control. And with the support of this huge power, the simple but natural veins on the sword body quietly lit up with a faint purple light.

On the other side, the phantom at this time was no longer as lazy as just now, his body was as straight as a long sword, wisps of incomparable sword intent were surging around his body, and the sea of sword yuan below was ripples spreading out in all directions.

Although the sword intent around his body is not too much, and even the momentum is not as strong as Liu Wei's, but when the two are compared, he can feel that the sword intent around the phantom body obviously has a crushing posture against the sword intent around Liu Wei's body, and that feeling is like the difference between a top-level divine sword and an ordinary stainless steel long sword.

Although Liu Wei's steel long sword is extremely numerous, it is a little vulnerable to a top-level divine sword, even a dagger-sized divine sword.

"Shh

Seeing Liu Wei's changes, especially the moon that was like a small purple sun under the injection of the huge sword element, the corners of the phantom's mouth twitched slightly, and a trace of disdain came out, and at the same time, his body suddenly turned into a dark golden evil long sword four feet and three points long.

Transform the sword with your body, and condense the sword with your mind!

This is something that only sword cultivation or sword immortals above the peak realm of the Heavenly Sword can do, even if there is only a wisp of remnant soul left in the phantom at this time, but the long sword he turned into is like a substance, and the sword intent around his body is even more as if it is about to tear apart the sky, which shows the cultivation of this phantom before his death.

"Slash!"

With a cold reprimand, the dark golden long sword suddenly disappeared in place, while Liu Wei on the opposite side held it tightly and slashed down in front of him with all his might.

There was no afterimage, no sword shadow, not even a wisp of sword qi, just like the most normal sword slash.

The next moment, there was no fluctuation, no sound sounded, and not even the sea of sword yuan below did not have a trace of ripples, Liu Wei's figure suddenly burst back, and at the same time continued to sink into the sea of sword yuan, and in the end, Liu Wei's body was almost transparent, as if a gust of wind could blow it away, and even the form of the natal sword fetus could be faintly seen, which showed the weight of the injury.

Holding the hilt of the sword tightly for the first month, Liu Wei had no strength left in his body at this time, and even when he floated on the sea of sword yuan, the majestic sword yuan did not enter his body at all. But Rao was like this, and Liu Wei didn't let go of the sword in his hand.

And at the place where the two collided, a dark golden four-foot long sword was quietly suspended in the sea of Sword Yuan, and on the dark golden sword body, a sesame-sized gap appeared, accompanied by an extremely fine crack. And this is the only damage Liu Wei inflicted on the phantom.

The sword vanished, and the phantom's body revealed. Compared to before, his figure is just a little blurred, that's all!

"Alas, I can't help myself!"

Looking at Liu Wei, who was lying on the sea like a dead corpse, the phantom shook his head and said the evaluation he had said before, and then grabbed Liu Wei violently.

The terrifying power instantly controlled Liu Wei's body, and at the same time, a strong attraction came, and the natal sword fetus that had originally submerged into Liu Wei's body was ready to move under this suction, and the figure faintly emerged in Liu Wei's almost transparent body.

"Hmph, come out for me!"

It seemed that he was a little dissatisfied with not stripping Liu Wei's natal sword fetus out this time, and after snorting lightly, he slammed it hard, and suddenly a purple streamer flew out of Liu Wei's body with a sad roar. And as the natal sword fetus flew out of the body, the originally almost transparent body was almost gone.

"Tsk, it's really a peerless divine weapon!"

Holding this natal sword fetus that was exactly the same as the moon in his hand, the phantom sighed a few times in succession, and at the same time gently flicked on the sword body, and the natal sword fetus, which had been constantly emitting a mournful sound, suddenly quieted down.

"Come over to Lao Tzu!"

After dealing with the natal sword fetus, he held it with one hand, while the other hand grabbed it towards Liu Wei's clenched moon. The strong suction force was not something that Liu Wei could resist at this time, so he could only let the moon turn into a purple streamer and fly towards the phantom.

"Haha, what a peerless divine soldier! Haha, the foundation of Lao Tzu's preaching is here! ”

The long sword was in his hand, and the spirit instinct probed, and the phantom body suddenly stiffened for a moment, and then immediately exploded, his face full of ecstasy.

"Hahaha, the foundation of the preaching, the ...... of the preaching!"

In the midst of wild laughter, the terrifying sword intent erupted from his body, and in an instant, the sea of sword yuan seemed to be about to collapse, setting off a monstrous wave, and the dark golden terrifying sword intent enveloped the entire dantian space in an instant, and Liu Wei, whose figure was about to disappear, seemed to have no qi at all.

And at this moment, the phantom's wild laughter came to an abrupt end, and at that moment, his blurred face was filled with confusion, and the next moment, boundless fear and horror enveloped his whole being.

"Ahh This, what is this? No! No...... Yes!! ”

A cry full of fear sounded, and the phantom at this time no longer had its previous calm color, with a distorted and desperate face, and at the same time a faint regret!

"Rao, spare me a wisp of true spirit, let me go, let me reincarnate!!"

Desperate pleas, but the moon that he held in his hand did not react at all, and the terrifying devouring power that poured out of the sword body devoured everything in the phantom.

It's just a snap of a finger, and there are only two identical purple long swords and a faint aura left in the place where the phantom is located, and the next moment, the two long swords wrapped in that bit of aura turned into a purple streamer and submerged into Liu Wei's body, which was almost completely gone.

"Rao...... Spare me......"

Only a faint cry of despair was heard, and the entire dantian space was completely restored to calm, and Liu Wei's body slowly floated up and then landed on the sea eye, and the wisps of dark purple Nine Heavens Sword Yuan were still floating out. At this time, Liu Wei's body replaced the original Natal Sword Fetus and Zhuyue, and was shrouded by the Nine Heavens Sword Yuan, which seemed to be nothing more than a wisp of mist, but was actually heavier than a mountain.

In the outside world, Liu Wei's face was pale for a while at this time, but fortunately, the reason for the phantom made Liu Wei's physical body improve to a limit now, and at this time, with the help of physical instinct, he could move forward quickly.

Otherwise, according to Liu Wei's current situation, if he stops, he doesn't know how much time he will waste!

"Poof!"

Suddenly, Liu Wei's body slammed, and then a mouthful of blood with a faint dark golden color spurted out of Liu Wei's mouth, and after sprinkling a beautiful arc in the air, it turned into a rain of blood and fell.

The blood containing powerful essence turned into something like crystal and fell, and I don't know where it spilled.

And if there are ordinary people, birds, beasts, or plants and trees, if they can refine any of these blood beads and withstand a trace of sword qi in it, they can enter the path of cultivation with the help of the huge essence qi in it, which can be described as a step to the sky, but no one knows where this mouthful of blood has been spilled, and they don't know what can be so lucky.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Liu Wei's body seemed to be suddenly relaxed, and the speed of the sword light was a little faster.

And just when Liu Wei was in distress and at the most critical moment, the moon shadow that was shrouded by a layer of large cocoons in the Warm Jade Pavilion of Chang'an City suddenly broke away from the cultivation state, and the large cocoon around his body suddenly disappeared, as if it had never existed.

The extremely powerful power surged in his body, and with the support of this force, Liu Wei only felt as if his every move could shatter the void.

However, at this time, all his attention was on the phantom figure standing in the distance like a sword soaring to the sky, and the power surging in his body like a dragon was submerged into the moon in his hand under his control. And with the support of this huge power, the simple but natural veins on the sword body quietly lit up with a faint purple light.

On the other side, the phantom at this time was no longer as lazy as just now, his body was as straight as a long sword, wisps of incomparable sword intent were surging around his body, and the sea of sword yuan below was ripples spreading out in all directions.

Although the sword intent around his body is not too much, and even the momentum is not as strong as Liu Wei's, but when the two are compared, he can feel that the sword intent around the phantom body obviously has a crushing posture against the sword intent around Liu Wei's body, and that feeling is like the difference between a top-level divine sword and an ordinary stainless steel long sword.

Although Liu Wei's steel long sword is extremely numerous, it is a little vulnerable to a top-level divine sword, even a dagger-sized divine sword.

"Shh

Seeing Liu Wei's changes, especially the moon that was like a small purple sun under the injection of the huge sword element, the corners of the phantom's mouth twitched slightly, and a trace of disdain came out, and at the same time, his body suddenly turned into a dark golden evil long sword four feet and three points long.

Transform the sword with your body, and condense the sword with your mind!

This is something that only sword cultivation or sword immortals above the peak realm of the Heavenly Sword can do, even if there is only a wisp of remnant soul left in the phantom at this time, but the long sword he turned into is like a substance, and the sword intent around his body is even more as if it is about to tear apart the sky, which shows the cultivation of this phantom before his death.

"Slash!"

With a cold reprimand, the dark golden long sword suddenly disappeared in place, while Liu Wei on the opposite side held it tightly and slashed down in front of him with all his might.

There was no afterimage, no sword shadow, not even a wisp of sword qi, just like the most normal sword slash.

The next moment, there was no fluctuation, no sound sounded, and not even the sea of sword yuan below did not have a trace of ripples, Liu Wei's figure suddenly burst back, and at the same time continued to sink into the sea of sword yuan, and in the end, Liu Wei's body was almost transparent, as if a gust of wind could blow it away, and even the form of the natal sword fetus could be faintly seen, which showed the weight of the injury.

Holding the hilt of the sword tightly for the first month, Liu Wei had no strength left in his body at this time, and even when he floated on the sea of sword yuan, the majestic sword yuan did not enter his body at all. But Rao was like this, and Liu Wei didn't let go of the sword in his hand.

And at the place where the two collided, a dark golden four-foot long sword was quietly suspended in the sea of Sword Yuan, and on the dark golden sword body, a sesame-sized gap appeared, accompanied by an extremely fine crack. And this is the only damage Liu Wei inflicted on the phantom.

The sword vanished, and the phantom's body revealed. Compared to before, his figure is just a little blurred, that's all!

"Alas, I can't help myself!"

Looking at Liu Wei, who was lying on the sea like a dead corpse, the phantom shook his head and said the evaluation he had said before, and then grabbed Liu Wei violently.

The terrifying power instantly controlled Liu Wei's body, and at the same time, a strong attraction came, and the natal sword fetus that had originally submerged into Liu Wei's body was ready to move under this suction, and the figure faintly emerged in Liu Wei's almost transparent body.

"Hmph, come out for me!"

It seemed that he was a little dissatisfied with not stripping Liu Wei's natal sword fetus out this time, and after snorting lightly, he slammed it hard, and suddenly a purple streamer flew out of Liu Wei's body with a sad roar. And as the natal sword fetus flew out of the body, the originally almost transparent body was almost gone.

"Tsk, it's really a peerless divine weapon!"

Holding this natal sword fetus that was exactly the same as the moon in his hand, the phantom sighed a few times in succession, and at the same time gently flicked on the sword body, and the natal sword fetus, which had been constantly emitting a mournful sound, suddenly quieted down.

"Come over to Lao Tzu!"

After dealing with the natal sword fetus, he held it with one hand, while the other hand grabbed it towards Liu Wei's clenched moon. The strong suction force was not something that Liu Wei could resist at this time, so he could only let the moon turn into a purple streamer and fly towards the phantom.

"Haha, what a peerless divine soldier! Haha, the foundation of Lao Tzu's preaching is here! ”

The long sword was in his hand, and the spirit instinct probed, and the phantom body suddenly stiffened for a moment, and then immediately exploded, his face full of ecstasy.

"Hahaha, the foundation of the preaching, the ...... of the preaching!"

In the midst of wild laughter, the terrifying sword intent erupted from his body, and in an instant, the sea of sword yuan seemed to be about to collapse, setting off a monstrous wave, and the dark golden terrifying sword intent enveloped the entire dantian space in an instant, and Liu Wei, whose figure was about to disappear, seemed to have no qi at all.

And at this moment, the phantom's wild laughter came to an abrupt end, and at that moment, his blurred face was filled with confusion, and the next moment, boundless fear and horror enveloped his whole being.

"Ahh This, what is this? No! No...... Yes!! ”

A cry full of fear sounded, and the phantom at this time no longer had its previous calm color, with a distorted and desperate face, and at the same time a faint regret!

"Rao, spare me a wisp of true spirit, let me go, let me reincarnate!!"

Desperate pleas, but the moon that he held in his hand did not react at all, and the terrifying devouring power that poured out of the sword body devoured everything in the phantom.

It's just a snap of a finger, and there are only two identical purple long swords and a faint aura left in the place where the phantom is located, and the next moment, the two long swords wrapped in that bit of aura turned into a purple streamer and submerged into Liu Wei's body, which was almost completely gone.

"Rao...... Spare me......"

Only a faint cry of despair was heard, and the entire dantian space was completely restored to calm, and Liu Wei's body slowly floated up and then landed on the sea eye, and the wisps of dark purple Nine Heavens Sword Yuan were still floating out. At this time, Liu Wei's body replaced the original Natal Sword Fetus and Zhuyue, and was shrouded by the Nine Heavens Sword Yuan, which seemed to be nothing more than a wisp of mist, but was actually heavier than a mountain.

In the outside world, Liu Wei's face was pale for a while at this time, but fortunately, the reason for the phantom made Liu Wei's physical body improve to a limit now, and at this time, with the help of physical instinct, he could move forward quickly.

Otherwise, according to Liu Wei's current situation, if he stops, he doesn't know how much time he will waste!

"Poof!"

Suddenly, Liu Wei's body slammed, and then a mouthful of blood with a faint dark golden color spurted out of Liu Wei's mouth, and after sprinkling a beautiful arc in the air, it turned into a rain of blood and fell.

The blood containing powerful essence turned into something like crystal and fell, and I don't know where it spilled.

And if there are ordinary people, birds, beasts, or plants and trees, if they can refine any of these blood beads and withstand a trace of sword qi in it, they can enter the path of cultivation with the help of the huge essence qi in it, which can be described as a step to the sky, but no one knows where this mouthful of blood has been spilled, and they don't know what can be so lucky.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Liu Wei's body seemed to be suddenly relaxed, and the speed of the sword light was a little faster.

And just when Liu Wei was in distress and at the most critical moment, the moon shadow that was shrouded by a layer of large cocoons in the Warm Jade Pavilion of Chang'an City suddenly broke away from the cultivation state, and the large cocoon around his body suddenly disappeared, as if it had never existed.