The three swords hung in front of Xu Yongzheng, feeling Xu Yongzheng's endless battle intent, Jin Gejian actually let out a slight trembling sound, extremely excited. And the Xuanyi Sword was located in the middle, standing still. The Countercurrent Sword looked a little uneasy.

The three swords have different temperaments, and they have to fight for life and death at this moment.

Xu Yongzheng only felt that his eyebrows were hot, and only by being tricky could he see that in his entire sea of knowledge, the mountains were undulating and the waves were magnificent.

The Xuanyi Sword moved first. It has the same mind as Xu Yongzheng, and under the manipulation of Xu Yongzheng's qi, the Xuanyi Sword has regained its life and spirituality.

A sword rises, Gu before and after thinking, a sword raises, Gu left does not think about the right, and finally, a sword falls, Gu Xia does not think about it.

Under the Xuanyi Sword, several wisps of yellow sand condensed, and the yellow sand converged, quickly converging into a vast river from a trickle.

The artistic conception of Canglong is resurrected, and the Xuanyi sword lives in the yellow sand.

You don't see it, the vast water comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns.

You don't see it, the rolling yellow sand scatters the stars, and the tornado covers the heavenly palace like a pillar.

I saw that the vast sand river was gradually showing a small whirlpool under the traction of the Xuanyi Sword, and the whirlpool became bigger and bigger, turning faster and faster, like a dragon absorbing water, constantly devouring the yellow sand. In the end, the dragon actually came back to life. I saw a yellow dragon, rising from the ground, magnificent, soaring into the sky, the scene was spectacular for a while.

A breath of destruction and silence came from the yellow dragon, and the Xuanyi Sword was the sharpest dragon tooth among them.

Xu Yongzheng knew that this duel was more auspicious than lucky, so when the Canglong artistic conception was finished, the other two swords also moved at the same time.

Xu Yongzheng held the Jin Ge sword in his right hand, slashed several times in the air, and the artistic conception rose again, which was exactly the artistic conception of Zheyue that he had just used.

In a moment, the air was filled with white mist, and there was a heavy meaning under his sharp Jin Ge sword. That's a mountain.

In ancient times, there were giants, whose bodies were as high as the sky, and whose strength was immeasurable. The arm is waved to break the mountain, and the mountain is broken at the waist, and its marks are like mirrors.

The giant senses, knows its sharpness, feels its momentum, weighs it with his hands, and caresses it. The arms are like soldiers, like knives and swords, and then there are the first generation of soldiers, which are extremely sharp.

With the momentum of the sword, the mountain is broken.

At this moment, a mountain appeared behind Xu Yongzheng, the boulder was craggy, and the mountain was more than ten zhang high, and its top could be seen.

Xu Yongzheng's expression was serious, and the Jin Ge sword in his right hand changed abruptly, like a snow-bright silver light flashing in the sword, the edge was unstoppable, and in a trance, a snow-white light crossed the sky like lightning.

Heaven and earth are silent, the mountain full of boulders is constantly cut by Xu Yongzheng's Jin Ge sword at this moment, and the mountain becomes a hundred or so boulders in an instant, and the air carries the power of a thousand jun to smash down.

The boulder is so powerful that ordinary people can resist it.

Because of the white mist, no one could see Xu Yongzheng's other actions.

Don't forget, Xu Yongzheng's left hand also has a countercurrent sword.

His left hand also moved, and the countercurrent sword swung left and right in the air, so that two intersecting strokes appeared, intersecting with their respective centers, which was the artistic conception of communication.

He repeated it several times, and the white mist became even thicker, and a huge river seemed to appear behind Xu Yongzheng, the river was turbulent and surging, and he didn't know how many miles it flowed through, and he came to the cliff.

The rivers are endless, and they cannot be crossed when they encounter boulders.

Xu Yongzheng's countercurrent sword was extremely powerful, and he had the intention of cutting, so he cut the boulder at once.

The boulders are broken, the river is open, and the river has to rush forward.

There is a giant dragon on it with teeth and claws, choosing people and swallowing, and under it is the fusion of two artistic conceptions, and the rushing river carries the boulders, and the momentum invades over.

How should Bai Ding deal with it? Xu Yongzheng stared at Bai Ding, wanting to see how he made a move?

It's a pity that Bai Ding disappointed him.

Bai Ding, who was behind his hands, finally showed his right hand, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and then the paper fan in his right hand was slightly lowered.

"Thunder Pool. ”

People often say that they dare not take half a step beyond the thunder pool, what is the thunder pool? And who has really seen Lei Chi?

As soon as Bai Ding's words fell, the paper fan was a little, and four heavenly thunderbolts as thick as hugging wood fell instantly.

If the power of the thunder emitted by the Holy Son through the disc just now was like a drizzle, then the thunder emitted by Bai Ding at this moment was simply a heavenly thunder carrying the power of destroying the world.

The dragon opened its teeth and danced its claws before it fell, and the sound of muffled thunder rumbled through the sky, and the yellow dragon was cut down by the heavenly thunder in an instant, and the whole body was shattered, and finally dissipated, and although the Xuanyi Sword intended to fight, it couldn't withstand the thunder slash, and the qi was all dispersed, and it could only be unwilling to land.

The remaining artistic conception of the two blends was shattered by the thunder.

Where is Xu Yongzheng willing to give up, while he made a choice, he also gambled his life.

He didn't dare to hesitate at all, and quickly picked up the two long swords in his hand, flying and sweeping through the air.

The Jin Ge Sword and the Countercurrent Sword gradually turned into a cold light in his hand, and the cold air was overwhelming.

Xu Yongzheng's eyes also became red.

Under Xu Yongzheng's wielding, the two swords kept emitting sword qi, each sword qi was more than a zhang long, and they flashed with black light, like black sickles, coming to harvest lives.

"Well, let me help you. ”

In Xu Yongzheng's sea of knowledge, it was also full of light, and his whole body emitted colorful light.

Xu Yongzheng's originally depleted qi was like a dead wood in spring, a dry field met with water, and it was quickly replenished, so under the blessing of Xu Yongzheng's qi, the sword qi emitted by the two long swords rose again, and the black light was flourishing.

The black sword qi roared like a raging wind, and finally converged into a mass of black light, which seemed to be irresistible.

The Han Fairy was completely stunned and at a loss, and the Holy Son also touched his neck, feeling a little chilly.

Xu Yongzheng gathered more than twenty sword qi in a row, and the black light gradually became complete, like a star body that emitted black light.

"Gloomy and lifeless, if the black light is extinguished, this trick is called annihilation. "Xu Yongzheng's sincerity has reached the limit.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, there was a pop, and a white dot appeared in the center of the black light.

It's smaller than a grain of rice, but whiter than a pearl, and more striking in a black mass, but it's here. After the white dots of the rice grains appeared, a slight crack appeared in the black light.

The cracks were very irregular, like silk threads spit out by spiders, so fragile and beautiful.

This sword qi that was condensed like substance still didn't stop Bai Ding.

The rift continued to expand, and the black sphere seemed to be covered with a spider's web, and in an instant the black sphere became fragmented.

When Xu Yongzheng opened his eyes with difficulty, he only saw a white hand appear in front of him.

That hand is so weak, so clean, so perfect. Such a hand is clearly a woman's hand, and it is clearly a hand that can only pick up a fan, and the hand of the wind and snow should not be used to kill.

The three fingers of that hand were bent together, but the index finger and middle finger stood together, like a war book, more like a sword.

Since it is a sword, it is naturally used to take people's lives.

Xu Yongzheng didn't look at Bai Ding's eyes, so he had to half-crouch down and cross the Jin Ge Sword and the Countercurrent Sword in front of him.

And what if the sword collides with the real famous sword iron sword?

The Jin Ge sword, which had a place on the Shuo Jin list, was broken in two, and the countercurrent sword was inevitably shattered, and it was simply broken.

At this time, the sword had not stopped killing, and Bai Ding had no intention of sparing his talents.

The sword was finally inserted between Xu Yongzheng's eyebrows, and even more into Xu Yongzheng's sea of knowledge.

Xu Yongzheng's eyes finally closed, and blood not only kept flowing out of his mouth, but also kept flowing out of the wounds all over his body. In a moment, Xu Yongzheng was already soaked in blood.

Bai Ding slowly walked back to the carriage and said to the Holy Son, "Would you like to come with me?"

When the Holy Son saw Bai Ding behaving like this, how could he dare to say half a word, like a chicken pecking rice, he kept nodding his head and said, "Yes, willing." Bai Gongzi asked me to go east, and I will never go west. ”

"This disc is what you use to calculate reincarnation, right?"

"Yu Gongzi, this is not called a disc, this is called a gossip map. The Holy Son no longer called himself the Son of Ben and quickly became familiar with this new role.

"Do you have a thorough grasp of it?"

The Holy Son said with a smile: "Don't worry about Childe, it will definitely not be a problem to help Childe fight for the world." ”

"Big brother, big brother ······"

At this time, Cheng Guoguo woke up. Seeing Xu Yongzheng lying on the ground covered in blood, she shook off the cold fairy's embrace, ran over in a few steps, and lay on Xu Yongzheng's body, wanting to help Xu Yongzheng up.

"Big brother, big brother, don't die, open your eyes and look at me. ”

"I'm Guoguo, you promised to send me home. ”

"Big brother, you speak. ”

"Big brother, hurry up, we're going home. ”

Cheng Guoguo couldn't cry, and the Holy Son looked at her like this, and smiled at Bai Ding: "Childe, look, do we want to cut the grass and eradicate the roots?"

Bai Ding shook his head: "No need, she's just a little girl." ”

Could it be that a little boy can be killed? A little girl has such special treatment? The Holy Son scolded in his heart, but he did not dare to have the slightest objection on his face.

Cheng Guoguo then cried: "Bad people, bad people, you are all bad people, and you can't die well." ”

"Sooner or later, I'm going to avenge my big brother. ”

When the Son heard this, he would not be merciful. But the moment his left foot was about to take a step, he was obviously facing away from Bai Ding, but he still clearly felt Bai Ding's brows frown. This is really evil. However, when I think of Bai Ding's strength, I am no longer entangled. Xiaoyao, that is the person who has touched the way of heaven.

Cheng Guoguo gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

"I must go up to Dangge Mountain, I want to be the saint of Dangge Mountain, get their treasure of Zhenshan and save you. ”

This voice was extremely soft, but Bai Ding could hear it clearly.

"What is the treasure of the mountain of Dangge Mountain?"

As soon as the Holy Son heard Bai Ding ask this question, he explained: "My gossip map is the treasure of Zhenshan. ”

The cold fairy listened to the treasure of Zhenshan, but there were not many waves on his face. Bai Ding glanced at the Han Fairy lightly and found that there was no information he wanted.

And Cheng Guoguo's mouth was still full of words, "A half-hung saint, with half of the treasure of Zhenshan, dares to come out and deceive." ”

Bai Ding carefully looked at the gossip plate in the Holy Son's hand, and sure enough, he guessed well. The middle of the gossip plate is broken.

"Tell me first, can you figure out where reincarnation is now?"

The Holy Son lowered his head, and after struggling for a moment, he shook his head and said, "Not for the time being." ”

"Alright, let's go up the hill right away. ”

The Holy Son didn't expect Bai Ding to make this decision, but he was extremely resistant to going up the mountain: "Otherwise, I'll wait for the return of the son at the bottom of the mountain." ”

Bai Ding's face turned cold, and the paper fan in his hand pointed to the seat outside the carriage.

The two of them left like this, leaving the cold fairy at a loss.

At this time, on the top of Cangshan, in another Huairen Pavilion, a game of chess was being played.

On the white jade table, two cups of fragrant tea, surrounded by the fragrance of tea, are moving. The name of tea is ancient, meaning ancient and ancient, and its taste is indescribable.

An old man dressed as a Confucian in a green robe put the white feather fan in his hand on the table, but the green jade was hanging in the air.

There is no chessboard on the table, and there are nineteen vertical and horizontal paths, all of which are carved on the jade by the old man.

The old man flicked his fingers and landed the chess pieces in the blank space again.

On the opposite side was still the middle-aged man, he was dressed in a white robe, and the blood-colored jade pendant on his head was pinned to his waist.

His eyes are hidden, the corners of his eyebrows are like swords, his hair is long, and his whole body is free and uninhibited.

The sword in his hand was indescribably majestic.

The chess game has reached the middle game, but the middle-aged man's sunspot is pinched in his hand and has no way to fall.

"Fellow Daoist, you'd better hurry up. ”

The middle-aged man was still frowning, as if he was thinking about the chess game.

The next moment, he sensed something change in the south, and the black chess pieces fell outside the chessboard. He reached for the sword.

The old man dressed as a Confucian hurriedly pinched the middle-aged man's scabbard and stopped: "Fellow Daoist, wait, now I invite you to play chess, not to let you kill people." Daoists don't need to be angry. ”

The middle-aged man in white asked suspiciously, "Don't you feel it? ”

The old man who looked like a Confucian touched his beard and said, "Fellow Daoist, I'm not surprised. In my world, for hundreds of years, there are not a few people who have messed up the heavens. ”

"I forgot, you still have such good skills for self-cultivation. ”

The old man picked up the fan and said, "That day, in this Huairen Pavilion, I deduced three times, but I didn't figure out what the hell was for that child. It's that in your world, there was a child who changed his life against the sky and killed decisively, and now it seems that he should be the emperor. ”

"Under my control, it is much easier to be the emperor, where is the world like yours, how much luck is needed, I really don't know who set the rules? That kid, if you really want to leave it alone, then I'll take care of it. It's a big deal, I'll set him another throne. ”

"Look, look, your character is coming up again. How did this come about? After I saved that child, I kept wondering, am I also tainted with cause and effect?"

The middle-aged man in white smiled and disagreed.

"If we are all so afraid of cause and effect, why don't we just hide under the Nine Shadows and learn from the turtle with a shrunken head. Besides, in our realm, where is there any cause and effect. ”

"What the Taoist friend said is very true. But ······"

"It's nothing, but, that day you said that the child was cold and thin, I am afraid that he is ruthless, and he has no way to kill, so I gave you that exercise, but now, it really fulfilled your affection and righteousness, and gave his life for a little doll. Besides, how can anyone in your world still be able to enter that hall? I said that the temple would be destroyed with a sword, but you didn't agree, and told me that you would make your own arrangements in the future. Okay, that's what you're arranged?"

"Daoyou is angry. Anger is relieved. Listen to me slowly. On that day, I calculated the hexagram for the child, and the last time, I actually calculated the strange hexagram that is unpredictable in the world, how can you not worry about it? I am worried now, I really looked away that day, and the child is the one who should be robbed, but I am afraid that instead of saving the world, he is the one who destroys the world. ”

"Anyway, I don't care, my exercises have been sent, and if you don't recognize him as a person in your Creation Realm now, then send him back to my Shura Realm well. As for the final salvation and destruction, it has nothing to do with you. ”

"If only it were that simple. This kid himself still has a few calamities in the Creation Realm that are not yet complete, and even if he wants to leave, he will not be able to do so. ”

The middle-aged man in white stood up and was about to draw his long sword in one hand.

"Stop, stop, Daoyou are angry. The old man who looked like a Confucian man finally began to get anxious.

"I don't mean not to save that child, but we need to see clearly that we can't be so confused anymore. ”

"To put it simply, if the opportunity is not clear today, how can you see it clearly? Could it be that you have arrived at the realm of the saint?"

The old man was a little embarrassed and said, "Don't make fun of me." ”

"I mean, that fierce sword can be put into my Creation Realm right now. ”

The middle-aged man in white snorted and laughed, "It turns out that Daoist friends are waiting for me here." Sure enough, it was the Confucian who attained enlightenment. I didn't believe it at first, but now I can see it clearly, the flowery intestines in the stomach of the Taoist friend, I can't reach it. At this time, the fierce sword appeared in the world, and it was true that it was true that the heavens were true, but that child's heart was not tough enough, even if he got my exercises, he might not be able to control the fierce sword, and the fierce sword would destroy human nature, which would inevitably make him fall into demons. At this time, even if he should be a savior, he will become a destroyer. It really fulfilled the merit of Taoist friends to save the world. ”

"But in this way, the catastrophe of destroying the world, Daoyou is really sure to resist it with the strength of one person?"

"It's true that the fierce sword destroys human nature, what if the Daoist friend's exercises are matched with my exercises? As early as that year, I passed on all my exercises to him. In other words, he was the only one in the Two Realms who had mastered the two supreme exercises. So what?"

The middle-aged man in white looked at the confidence on the face of the Confucian scholar and couldn't help but be a little silent.