The famous sword that has been lost for thousands of years has been born!

Legend has it that Kong Zhou, a patriot of the Spring and Autumn Period, collected three swords that killed the undead, among which the light and shadow were twin swords, and the three swords were also known as the three swords of the Son of Heaven.

The reason why the Three Swords of the Son of Heaven was said by his master Kong Zhou to be a sword that kills the undead has such a legend...... Because the sword is too powerful, the sword has been passed down for thirteen generations and has not been opened in the sword box, so it does not kill.

However, Kong Zhou personally said that the strength of the three swords!

One of them contains light: the eye cannot see, the use cannot be perceived, when it touches the object, the person does not feel the object at all, the sword has passed over the object, and the object has no feeling!

The second is the shadow: in the early morning, when the sky is about to be bright, or in the evening, when the sky is about to darken, facing the north to observe it, it seems that there is something in it, but its shape is not clear. It touches the object, it makes a sound clearly, it passes through its body, but it doesn't feel pain.

The third night practice, also known as the red sky: you can see its shadow but not the light during the day, and you can see its light at night, but you can't see its shape! It touched its body, clicked and passed, and as soon as it passed, it closed again, and although it could feel pain, there was not a trace of blood on the blade.

The three swords have been lost for thousands of years, and they are blatantly appearing at this moment!

The three swords were divided into three with sunlight printed in Yang Ming's hand, and it seemed that the three were combined into one, accompanied by his figure rushing out!

The lightsaber came out, as if the air was slicing through Clint's leg!

The shadow sword came out and made a subtle sound of "sand"!

Night practice sword out, stop the waist and slide through!

In the field, Clint's body still rushed out with inertia under the release of Peim particles, but the next moment, his arms fell to the ground, his thighs were lost, and the parts above the waist were like sculptures that had lost their bases, and they fell to the ground with a bang!

The blood accumulated in his body exploded like a fountain at this moment, and it was all over the place!

From the mouth of this generation of strong men, there was a terrible roar, and the blood that flowed out turned blue after a moment because of the change of the Baum particles, like the ingredients of explosive sugar, and jumped up and fell on the ground like shaking sand.

Clint finally lost his vitality completely, and lay miserably in a blue bloodstain.

Just as Yang Ming inserted the three swords back into the scabbard, Xu Ziyan's burst of warning suddenly came out: "Be careful――――――

With Xu Ziyan's scream, something thin and light seemed to cut through something, and the moment the cold air came, Yang Ming only felt a chill on his shoulder, and the moment his steps slipped out, a blood hole appeared in his shoulder, and blood sprinkled a red line on the ground.

Turn around, draw your sword, and defend yourself!

A white-haired old man held an ancient sword horizontally, locked on Yang Ming's figure with cold eyes, and with Yang Ming's eyesight, he could vaguely see the two seal characters "Tai'a" engraved on the sword.

"How can Tai'a, the Sword of Might, be in your hands?" A white glow flashed between Yang Ming's fingers, and the silver needle sealed the blood veins on his shoulder, but his eyes stared at the white-haired old man with awe-inspiring eyes and asked.

"Hehe, it's okay to die when you hear it! The old man has lived for more than a hundred years, and he never thought that the three swords of the Son of Heaven would appear in the hands of one person! Therefore, even if I shouldn't have appeared, but now even if I die, I want to see if it is the third Chixiao Sword plus the tenth Hanguang and Chengying Qiang, or the fourth Tai Ah Qiang in the hands of the old man! ”

Yang Ming looked at the posture of the old man's horizontal sword and frowned slightly!

The posture of the master who uses the sword is usually strict, and the posture of the old man's horizontal sword is more like a sword, which violates all the avenues of sword moves! However, it was such an old man, who came over silently just now and stabbed himself with a sword, although there was a suspicion of a sneak attack, but a person like Yang Ming, the six senses were already so strong that the grass and trees could be heard within a hundred meters, how could he be lightly injured in the back? What's more, the moment before the sword qi broke through the air, he had Xu Ziyan's warning. At the end of the day, it's the old man who is too strong, not that he is too weak......

Therefore, the old man's attainments in the way of the sword should have transcended the so-called master realm and entered another level, which is commonly known as the sword immortal!

The two confronted each other, the sun was shining, but with a cold aura shrouded the range within a hundred meters of the two of them, as if the murderous aura was visible.

The old man moved.

His fingers flicked on the tip of the sword, and the sword body trembled slightly, as if a lake had been swept away, as the waves spread layer by layer, the sword light appeared a fan within half a meter in front of him and pressed towards Yang Ming, which was the real Tai Chi sword style in the ancient martial arts.

A simple move of the Taiji Sword, on top of the old man's sword, it seemed to carry the sword qi in a city to press over, and the moment the fan-shaped sword qi swept over, Yang Ming cast a fan-shaped semicircle of sword qi that fell out of his clothes, and instantly appeared three zhang away.

However, as if he hadn't noticed Yang Ming's retreat at all, the old man's sword momentum continued to slash, the fan shape continued to expand, and the sword qi continued to press forward......

Suddenly, Yang Ming frowned, and the three swords in his hand were combined together to block out.

"Bang ――――――"

The sword body trembled violently, the sound waves waved, and then the cold sword qi spread out, and a terrifying blood line appeared on Yang Ming's shoulder, and the buildings, stone carvings, and rockeries of the fountain within a few feet beside him were all cut off and collapsed!

The old man took a step forward, and the tip of the sword at the end of the fan shape turned in a circle, suddenly paused in the air, and then fluttered up and down, and with his nine-palace footwork, the tip of the sword made a birdsong sound.

"Hundred birds and phoenixes!"

The footsteps can be smoky, and the sword qi can be psychic!

Yang Ming's face finally showed a solemn look, he divided a sword into three, and in the midst of his invisible, he also walked towards the tip of the old man's sword with a gossip step.

"Sweep through a thousand armies!"

The three swords pierced the sky, and collided with the tip of the Tai'a sword that made a birdsong three times, among the three times, it seemed that there was a concussive sound wave of the collision between the city and the mountain, Yang Ming took three steps back, and the old man took three steps in a row, but at the moment when the two swords separated, there was finally no more wound on his body, but the clothes on his abdomen were narrowly cut open, revealing the abdominal muscles full of strength under the clothes.

The old man smiled and praised: "Yes, it is really wonderful to use the axe method to break my sword moves!" But does this also prove that you are inferior to me in kendo after all? ”

The next moment, with his footsteps rushing straight forward, a decisive move to kill the "White Rainbow Through the Sun" suddenly unleashed, and the White Rainbow through the Sun was used, the Tai'a Sword in his hand let out a dragon roar, and suddenly came out of his hand, as if with a monstrous momentum stabbing Yang Ming's body, beyond the tip of the sword, the three-foot white sword Mangsen was like a substance lingering!

At this moment, Yang Ming abandoned the scabbard, his left hand was Chixiao, and his right hand was full of light and shadow. When Chixiao stabbed at the old man's figure, the light in his right hand suddenly opened his huge mouth like a fierce beast, and his fangs were like a giant scissors, cutting at the old man's Tai'a sword flying in the air!