The nameless mound is a hundred years old, and a sword and phoenix are shocking the world. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhan Lu Qingtian Trail is benevolent, and the night fog is alone in the world!

Two completely different sword intents are frequently intertwined, and one of the famous swords has reappeared, occupying the absolute upper hand with amazing swordsmanship and peerless sword intent! The other is a benevolent sword and swordsman, with undefeated swordsmanship and immortal sword body, but the latter gradually broke through the shackles of swordsmanship in adversity, and constantly broke moves, absorbed, learned, and reorganized under the nameless swordsmanship of Fenghui swordsmanship......

The loss of Tang Dao Yinyue meant the loss of the self-created killing move of "One Style Returning to the Yuan", and Dongfang Fan thought about focusing his future progress on the integration of Zhan Lu and Fenghui swordsmanship.

Zhan Lu is a very special sword, and regardless of its strange and uncertain weight, its attributes and essence do not exist for attack at all; Fenghui's swordsmanship focuses on breaking moves to kill, and all tricky attacks are based on killing intent and sword intent, so the requirements for the sword blade are very strict - but, Zhan Lu is not suitable.

"Once I have killing intent, the sword heart will waver, and the sword heart's method of resisting demons will no longer take effect, and at the same time, Zhan Lu's sword edge is sometimes sharp and sometimes blunt, and there are still too many changes that I can't control this sword...... Even if he is truly in control, above the realm of Sword Gang, the threat level of the sword technique is already extremely small, and on the basis of the sword technique, at least a set of sword techniques suitable for Zhan Lu must be derived, so that he can deal with the many things that he is about to face at the moment when he cannot use the return to the Yuan......

Although Dongfang Fan didn't know why the famous sword Wuming suddenly launched a fierce attack, the latter did not harbor killing thoughts in the attack, but he was not worried that he would be killed, so he restrained his killing thoughts in a timely manner, dealt with them, and sought the key to a breakthrough in swordsmanship in the predicament.

At this time, the sword slave stepped out of the wooden house, and the Dugu Sword Demon who was guarding outside the house leaned up, and the two stood side by side, silently looking up at the two shadows of the fierce battle in the air.

"The sword god is light, and the sword demon is light, and it has always been the two kendo perceptions that are widely circulated among the nine swords, and the old devil, after you were defeated and retreated, you have been obsessed with the 'sword heart and demon' This set of pure concept of sword dao perception, I didn't expect this little devil to realize it before you, I don't know how you feel, old devil?" The sword slave teased, his eyes full of appreciation.

"This kid has a lot of talent, which I didn't expect when I first met him, and every time I met him after that, he shocked me more...... I can even sometimes feel the spirit of the Terran Emperor in his body...... In terms of the current set of swordsmanship he is performing, it is a set of attacking swordsmanship that focuses on the attack speed and the changeable path of the sword, but Chunjun does not come out, the silver moon has been destroyed, and a mouthful of Zhanlu is incompatible with the swordsmanship itself, so it ...... He completely dismantled his swordsmanship and forcibly snatched it from his opponents, and this style was similar to the rumored him! There was no unwillingness on Dugu Sword Demon's face, in his opinion, it was a matter of time before Dongfang Fan surpassed him.

In the conversation between the two kendo ancestors, Dongfang Fan's sword path changed for the first time: the attack that focused on the sword blade began to be mixed with the blunt attack routine of slapping on the side of the blade.

"Poor routine...... Solid Transformation ...... Extraordinary Understanding...... This sub-qualification is unique even in the nearly 300 years of knowledge that you and I have combined...... No wonder even the nameless sword, which has been silent for a hundred years, is out of its sheath. The sword slave exclaimed, and in his exclamation, Dongfang Fan's sword path changed drastically again—the first attempt from swordsmanship to swordsmanship!

"Zhan Lu Sword Technique, Thousands of Miles of Dust!"

Dongfang Fan holds the sword with his feelings, and the sword trick in his heart is formed, and a thought becomes a trick!

But seeing that Zhan Lu Yan in Dongfang Fan's hand turned into a hundred sword gangs, and became a hundred-meter sword gang that fell from the sky, most of the blades of the sword gang submerged into the earth, and when he landed, he spread out a full range of sword intent coercion with it as the core, and the famous sword was also forced back more than ten meters in this strong coercion!

"Zhan Lu Sword Technique, Mountains and Rivers are missing!"

Only then did the hundred-meter sword gang dissipate, and the second sword trick came out immediately - Zhan Lu sword chanted, the dusty earth began to crack, and the next moment, countless sword swords poured out from the cracks, under the guidance of Dongfang Fan, all the swords were as if they were alive, flying towards the nameless sword, and the sound of sword strikes in the sky was concentrated in the famous sword!

"Zhan Lu Sword Technique, Heavenly Queen Earth!"

The third formula is out! The Nameless Sword couldn't move under the siege of the Sword Demon Group, and at the same time, the earth directly below the Famous Sword poured out a second batch of straight up Sword Gang, and the Heavenly Sword Gang was connected end to end, like an optimus pillar of earth, trapping the Famous Sword in it, no matter how the Famous Sword tried to get rid of it, it still couldn't do it.

"Zhan Lu Sword Technique, Celestial Light for a Moment!"

Dongfang Fan quickly swung the nameless sword in the Zhanlu Chong Earth Pillar, and at the moment of swinging, a fleeting sword shadow crossed the nameless sword, and then-

"Bell!!"

The nameless sword was broken in response, a wisp of golden sword soul flashed out from the broken mouth, and after the earth pillar disintegrated, it turned into pieces of broken stone swords and fell, and the nameless sword soul rushed into Dongfang Fan's back Jiuxiao Huanpei, sending out a burst of crisp and pleasant sword melody - the famous sword nameless in the second place of the Kuangshi Sword Spectrum has become the unique sword string of Jiuxiao Huanpei!

The self-created four-style sword trick defeated the power of the famous sword, Dongfang Fan returned at this moment, and the two people who had been watching from the sidelines were speechless, so they had to watch Dongfang Fan say goodbye and leave......

"Orthodox sword technique sword intent, I didn't expect the nameless sword mound to complete its mission on this day that I didn't expect the most...... In this way, I can also unload my burden......" The sword slave sighed with emotion, and his face was a little relieved.

"Unload this burden, and then carry another burden, if you can't find the Langya sword body in your lifetime, will it damage the reputation of your original sword soul? Or is it ...... You don't plan to ...... at all" Dugu Sword Demon was shocked, and the white-haired old man in front of him who claimed to be a sword slave was actually a sword soul of one of the first generation of nine swords!

"Old devil, if I said that the sword was left in my dream, do you believe it?" The first generation of sword soul Wang Langya smiled calmly, and immediately flew up, holding a few sword tricks, the next moment, the remnant sword and hidden sword in the entire nameless sword mound all let out a violent tremble, and in the end, ten thousand swords took off, Wang Langya was a fairy wind bone, stepped on the Cambridge constructed by ten thousand swords, and the figure passed away......

"Dreams? If it's really a dream, that's fine! The Dugu Sword Demon disappeared in a flash, and the nameless sword mound that had once attracted swordsmen from all over the world to gather to discuss swords disappeared between heaven and earth.

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After leaving the Nameless Sword Shrine, Dongfang Fan returned to Penglai Kunlun from the Divine Sword Villa, and Chen Jianfeng had been waiting for a long time.

"Jian Gang Realm, not bad! In my impression, your qualifications should at least be at the level of the first generation of nine swords, today will be the last time you and I agreed to teleport that box, after careful consideration, I decided to hand over this golden wind sword to you, this sword is not superior in quality and spirituality, but, I will contain a sword intent, as long as you carry it with you, you can block some unnecessary damage for you, and even save your life in a critical moment, don't get me wrong, I just don't want any accidents to happen to a cooperative object, As a result, the whole program was completely out of control. "Chen Jianfeng, as the strongest legend of the first generation of nine swords, was surprised by Dongfang Fan's realm advancement, but he did not lose his temper, and at this time handed over a two-foot short sword with a simple style to Dongfang Fan.

"Since it's your intention, I'll take it, as long as you have the right timing...... Then, even if there is an accident, I am sure that I will at least achieve the original long-cherished wish of cooperation between you and me. Dongfang Fan put away the golden short sword, and immediately, with the assistance of Chen Jianfeng and the Demon Ring, he took the Nine Heavens Ring Pei and left "Turning Immortals".

Villa No. 134, in Dongfang Fan's room, the silent figure woke up from the wheelchair, and with one move, Jiuxiao Huanpei once again crossed the distance between the two worlds and reappeared in reality!

"This time, it's all about dealing with the reality of things...... Dongfang Fan raised his spirits and walked out of the room......

Between Qinhuangdao and Huludao, especially the coastal city of Qinhuangdao, it is the most seriously infested by strange ghosts in the northeast, so these two cities are basically extinct and rarely inhabited, and occasionally you can see strange ghosts flying over them.

Dongfang Fan and the original sin hall of Eran, Ren Fengbo, Chen Zhicheng three people landed on a street in the harbor area of Qinhuangdao on the Xuanguang plane, Xuanguang aircraft is a new type of aircraft launched by the Chinese imperial capital with actinic elements, can reach the level of zero noise flight, after putting down the four of Dongfang Fan, the plane rises into the air at a height of thousands of meters, and the general flight altitude of the ghost is within two or three hundred meters, but there is no worry about any accidents.

On the quiet and bleak streets, occasionally a cold and gloomy sea breeze blows, only to hear the whistling and wailing, without looking for the slightest trace, Dongfang Fan and the four people looked around, after a long time, there were only signs of strange ghosts, and everyone was a little relieved.

"Okay, from now on, you can show your ambitions, the three of us will hide not far from you, and follow you all the time, your every move is in our sight, but, if your ability is not enough to kill the strange ghost alone, then don't expect us to save you, your ignorance makes you misestimate your own strength, and then bury your own life, and blame others." Chen Zhicheng sneered, and the other two didn't say much, the three of them disappeared from Dongfang Fan's sight one after another, and Dongfang Fan was the only one left in the huge seaside area waiting for the opportunity to confirm himself.

The loneliness of "leaving the world to be independent" renders the surrounding atmosphere, Dongfang Fan sits on a wheelchair, like a candle in the wind, sometimes bright and sometimes extinguished, and like a rock in the waves, steady but not shaking!

"The lonely sea surrounds the land of death......"

"A thousand waves swallow all kinds of people...... The dead silence that remains is the cry of the dead, or the vanity of the king......"

"Tiny people are caught in the gap between ideals and reality, seeking a chance to survive...... The reality of falling into an infinite loop with a slight wavering...... Or ......"

“…… The eternal ideal that cannot be looked back on......"

Dongfang Fan muttered to himself, the cold sword intent gradually diffused, and he seemed to be one with this miserable world, his body and mind were synchronized with it, and at the same time, seven cruel shadows sniffed the breath of food and flew over......