Lone Snow Peak.

Xiao Jiange stood tall in mink wool, and a sentence echoed in his mind.

"What is ruthlessness?"

This is what Mu Qingyi asked, today, the creation of the Ding on the Tianxue Peak is presented, the Tiansheng molten slurry is rolling and moving, the love, the love, the three swords of the ruthlessness are cast in its creation Ding.

Dusty Wufeng, who was dressed in a silver and white robe, looked cold, pinched the law with his hands, and the true qi around his body was surging, and he was engrossed in casting the sword, and on the side, Zhu Wen, Nangong Song and Dance, Murong Yu, and Shu Dao Punishment were the three of them protecting the law.

At present, the atmosphere of the Sword Sect is solemn, and Mei Shaoyun is in retreat again, wanting to find a glimmer of opportunity in heaven and earth, and then merge with heaven and earth, and strive to break through the holy realm when the war is about to begin.

Lone Snow Peak

"What is a sword?" Mu Qingyi asked on the side, his expression solemn, and Murong Xue waited beside him.

"Now everything is bad, everyone in the world knows that the divine sword is divided into four parts, but in fact, it is not, now three divine swords are in the world, as for the fourth" Mu Qingyi said slowly

It is the so-called unity of man and sword, man is sword, sword is man, this is the supreme realm of swordsman. ”

Xiao Jiange's heart sank when he heard this, and he sat on the top of the lonely snow peak, closing his eyes and meditating.

According to what Mu Qingyi said, only by realizing the realm of the unity of the human sword can he make the divine sword come out again.

And now, this is the only thing I can do for the right path.

Man is a sword, when you ask your heart, the last sword is called ruthless, so at the moment, Xiao Jiange wants to step into the realm of the unity of man and sword, and the only way to understand is ruthless.

"What is ruthlessness?" Xiao Jiange muttered, opening his eyes, looking at the snowy sky.

I have experienced too many joys and sorrows in my life, relatives, friends, lovers, and seniors, one by one, leaving me, and suffering from man-made disasters.

"If you want to be ruthless, you can only enter the state of ruthlessness by abandoning all emotions. Xiao Jiange muttered.

"However, is it really ruthless to abandon all emotions?" Xiao Jiange couldn't help but question himself.

Mu Qingyi looked at the figure sitting on the top of the Lonely Snow Peak, and then looked at the Lonely Snow Sword that was inserted into the top of the Lonely Snow Peak and was trapped by the black chains of the Dao.

Mu Qingyi couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

Xiao Jiange attaches too much importance to affection, and after injuring Murong Xue with a sword before, Xiao Jiange asked Mu Qingyi to seal the sword for him in Guxue Peak.

Lonely snow is sealed on the lonely snow peak.

The beauty has passed away and left Gu Xue alone, Xiao Jiange accidentally injured Murong Xue, and promised to seal the sword of Gu Xue Peak here, and this sword will only be for Murong Xue in the future.

At that time, Xiao Jiange looked at the lonely snow sword that was trapped and locked under the chains of the Dao Dao with a sad expression.

He knew that he would not have a chance to let this sword out of the mountain again in the future.

"Alas, only by realizing ruthlessness can I make this last move fall. Mu Qingyi looked at the mink figure and thought secretly.

It's not just about Excalibur.

"Is it true that there is no emotion, is it ruthless? If so, then what is the meaning of the world in the world?"

"Why does the world of indifference come to the world?"

"If that's the case, then what's the difference between yourself and that Demon Sect boss?"

"Watching a friend seriously injured and a lover die tragically but not moved, is this ruthless?"

"I can't do it, what if I abandon the mortal world and practice for a hundred years and a thousand years? Xiao Jiange's eyes were vicissitudes.

Immediately, his eyes slowly brightened.

"Yes, ruthlessness is not real ruthlessness, but the state where a person has experienced all emotions and sees through to the point where the heart is like water. ”

"Tang Fengqing, everyone in the Xiao Mansion, Duan Yuran, Qin Luoli, Qi Haoran, Jiang Jiuhuang and other predecessors are the love in my heart, they have always existed, and there is no need to abandon and let go"

"Only by seeing through, ruthlessness is affection, why can't you enter the ruthless realm if you have affection in your heart?"

"Although the sword is ruthless, who dares to say that it is ruthless? When the sword is held in the hands of a person, isn't the so-called love between the sword and the person?"

Xiao Jiange's eyes became brighter and brighter, and the temperament around him changed.

"Avenue weather. Mu Qingyi couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw this scene.

"Boom" However, at this moment, the sword body of the Lone Snow Sword that was sealed on the Lone Snow Front suddenly shone brightly, and its sword spirit actually turned into a streamer and broke out of the air.

It was a white-blue streamer, but it turned into a blood-red streamer halfway through, and turned into a blood-red streamer heading straight towards Xiao Jiange's eyebrows.

Seeing this scene, Mu Qingyi's face couldn't help but change greatly, and he was angry and shouted, "Demon Spirit!"

Mu Qingyi's face changed completely, he never expected that Liu Yanran would hide this killing machine.

This sword spirit was condensed by the remnants of tens of thousands of sword dao predecessors in the Ten Thousand Sword Valley, and Xiao Jiange subdued it at the beginning to make the Guxue Sword enter the level of magic weapon, which was the game that Mu Qingyi laid out for Xiao Jiange at the beginning, and it was the same as that Xiao Tian, all of which were left by Xiao Jiange.

However, I didn't expect that this sword spirit was infected and demonized by Liu Yanran with the demon blood of the Demon Sect who was killed or injured that year.

"It was originally from Wanjian Mountain, and she saw my calculations after that. Mu Qingyi's eyes were awe-inspiring and dignified.

Liu Yanran's hand can be described as extremely vicious, if Xiao Jiange can't resist the soul impact of the sword spirit, then all his next calculations will be in vain.

The divine sword is difficult to appear, and under Xiao Jiange's tragic death of the sword spirit, his last hind hand will be cut off, and the righteous path will definitely be invaded by the demon sect.

The streamer broke through the air and went straight into Xiao Jiange's eyebrows, and it was too late for Mu Qingyi and Murong Xue to stop it.

Consciously

It was a blood-red color, and Xiao Jiange stood quietly in it, quietly looking at the figure of the sword spirit in front of him that had turned from blue to blood-red.

The figure of the sword spirit transformed, turning into the blood-red illusory figure of Liu Yanran.

Seeing such a scene, Xiao Jiange's face changed slightly.

"Do you really want to do it? I rescued you from the Valley of Ten Thousand Swords, and now you treat me like this. Xiao Jiange said in disbelief.

Obviously, this is also Liu Yanran's handiwork.

There was a look of struggle on the sword spirit's face, and then his eyes were red, and the sword shadow in his hand turned into a sword against Xiao Jiange's neck, and his intention was obvious. Good web

"Originally, I was torn between ruthlessness and affection, but now I understand. Xiao Jiange's face did not change, and said indifferently.

"Ruthlessness is affection, and it doesn't matter if you have affection in your heart, even if you are ruthless. Xiao Jiange said with a smile, but he opened his hands and let him slaughter.

"I treat you with all my heart, and if you want to repay you like this, then come. Xiao Jiange closed his eyes and wanted to die calmly.

The sword spirit was stunned, the light on his body flickered, blue and blood red reflected each other, and his face struggled.

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The wind and snow were vast, Mu Qingyi looked at the indifferent and calm mink figure in front of him, and couldn't help but smile.

In the wind and snow, the lone snow sword on the lone snow peak shone with a glimmer of blue light.

"Senior Mu, this is your essence and blood. Singer Xiao Jian flicked his fingers, and a ball of blood-red light burst out of the air and flew towards Mu Qingyi.

Mu Qingyi bowed slightly, waved his sleeve robe, and put his essence and blood into his sleeve, revealing a relaxed look.

In this way, the former Excalibur can be restored to the world.

"If you want, you can go to Miao Xuefeng, where will be the final truth you want. Mu Qingyi looked at Xiao Jiange and said.

"Huh?" Xiao Jiange sighed lightly in his heart, and then thought of some possibility, and suddenly felt shocked in his heart, and immediately said to Mu Qingyi

"Understood. ”

Xiao Jiange's eyes bloomed with a bright light.

"Cultivation is not necessarily a bad thing. Mu Qingyi said with a smile, a ray of light swept out of his sleeve, and under the flow of light, inside was a Taoist classic.

Xiao Jiange's eyes flickered, and he probably understood what Mu Qingyi meant, and his body trembled slightly.

"Time is running out," Mu Qingyi said slowly, and then the figure slowly dissipated.

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Tianxue Peak

Chen Wufeng looked at the essence blood floating in the air in front of him, and his eyes showed excitement, and the scene in front of him was like returning to a hundred years ago.

"Huh?" Zhu Wen, who was dressed in a white and red robe, couldn't help but cover his face with a folding fan when he saw this scene, and there was a gleam in his eyes.

Several righteous path masters present were all waiting for each other.

I saw that Chen Wufeng's eyes were condensed, and the law in his hand was pinched, and he shouted, "Go!"

Suddenly, the ball of essence blood broke through the air and sank into the billowing lava of the Creation Ding.

"Boom" Chen Wufeng's true qi rolled out like a dragon, cold sweat slowly overflowed on his forehead, and an ice lotus bloomed around his body, doing his best.

"Boom" suddenly the heavens and the earth trembled.

The three divine swords of love and affection surged and fused, and a surging holy power escaped from the creation tripod.

"Boom" A ray of light rushed straight into the sky like a pillar, and the dazzling light swept the circle, and everyone squinted their eyes slightly and stared away.

After the light dissipated, the sea of clouds in the sky was like a whirlpool gathering, and lightning and thunder roared in the sea of clouds.

A sword shadow slowly emerged from the whirlpool of the sea of clouds.

The body of its sword exudes supreme divine might.

"Excalibur, Nirvana. Shu Daoxing looked at the sword shadow and couldn't help but be shocked.

Zhu Wen's eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes were filled with Dao Dao murderous intent.

"Haha, hahahaha" Dust Wufeng stepped into the void and walked towards the Nirvana Sword, and his figure couldn't help but tremble. laughed excitedly, but there were two lines of tears slowly flowing down his face.

"Know one person, cast a sword, and there are thousands of famous swords in the world. Chen Wufeng excitedly walked towards the Divine Sword Nirvana, stretched out his hand to stroke the clear sword god of the Nirvana Sword, and said in a trembling voice: "Thousands." ”

Chen Wufeng's eyes were in a trance, a hundred years ago, he forged the divine sword for the martial idiot, and after the death of the martial idiot, it became a knot in his heart, if it weren't for Mu Qingyi's reason for casting the sword, he would have died with the emperor.

The divine sword appeared in the world, and Chen Wufeng's lifelong wish was fulfilled, and he couldn't help but look at the familiar divine sword in front of him with trembling eyes, as if he saw the figure back then.

The martial idiot taught himself to cultivate martial arts all his life, and now he should repay him with a divine sword.

"Excalibur is here, what about you?" muttered as Dust Wufeng looked at the sword shadow.

Mu Qingyi looked at this scene with relief and smiled: "It's not far away." ”

However, the next moment, his face changed drastically, and everyone's expressions changed greatly.

A blood flower suddenly bloomed, Chen Wufeng's pupils suddenly shrank, his eyes showed disbelief, and he slowly lowered his head to look at the simple long knife that penetrated his chest.

"I'm sorry," Zhu Wen said in a low voice, his pupils had turned blood-red, his red hair fluttering, and there was a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Zhu Wen!" Nangong Song and Dance looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

"Bastard!" Shu Dao Xing shouted angrily, the aura around his body soared, the cold light behind him flashed, and a sword aura suddenly came out, shooting straight at the red and white figure.

The sword qi broke through the air, and the momentum was immense, and the void where it passed was not a tremble, and the Dao cracks spread from the void.

"Hahahaha" Zhu Wen laughed loudly, his whole body cultivation skyrocketed, and he actually went straight from the Four Heavens of the Condensation Divine Realm to the Nine Heavens Realm, and with a wave of his sleeve, he put his divine sword Nirvana into his sleeve, turned around, and blocked the figure of Chen Wufeng in front of him.

"Snort" The blood mist bloomed, and the sword qi penetrated through Chenwufeng's body, suddenly wiping out the only remaining vitality.

Shu Daoxing's eyes were sharp, and he was furious.

"What is your true identity. Mu Qingyi's expression was completely cold, he slowly raised his hand, pressed the Shu Dao punishment that resisted the riot, and looked coldly at the figure standing in the void and asked.

"Snort" Zhu Wen's red hair fluttered, his expression was evil and wild, he no longer looked like a humble gentleman before, the long knife in his hand shook suddenly, and the corpse of Chen Wufeng flew out of the air, heading towards Shu Dao punishment.

"Below, Young Master of the Demon Sect, Xuan Mowu!"

Zhu Wen said slowly, his indifferent eyes did not contain the slightest emotion.

Nangong Song and Dance looked at the familiar figure in a daze.

The heart is already cold.