In the westernmost part of Xizhou, an extremely cold land, there is no ice abnormally, and it is an endless ocean.

Although there is no ice, the coldness of this vast ocean is especially better than that of the 10,000-year-old ice field in the middle of the extreme cold land of Xizhou.

Not to mention the peak of the Xuanhuang in the Middle Third Realm, it is the ordinary Xuandi Second and Triple Heavens, if you stay on this vast ocean for a while, most of your life will be lost in vain, and you have to be careful that the Xuan veins in your body can't withstand the power of this extreme cold, and the Xuan veins are frozen.

The so-called corner of the sea is the small triangular pavilion that stands on top of this extremely cold ocean, because the plaque hanging in the center of the small pavilion is the three big characters of "corner of the sea", so it is not the corner of the sea at the end of this ocean.

A man in a linen robe, carrying six long swords with a black scabbard, stood smoothly and quietly on the extremely cold water surface that could freeze the Emperor Xuan of the Three Realms, and looked up at the "Horn of the Sea" plaque written by someone who didn't know who wrote it, because even if it was the past 10,000 years, or even how many 10,000 years, the sword intent on the plaque was still full of words, and the three words on the plaque were all written with a sword.

The cultivation of the man in the hemp robe with the sword is extremely high, but it is the six-foot long sword behind him that is far higher than the cultivation, it is precisely because of this sword that Beizhou has a thousand-year-old greenhouse, and it is precisely because of this sword that the monks of other states have to honestly follow the rules of Beizhou to exchange interests, after all, this sword is too high, crowned with five states, Xuanwu first, and now the first person in sword cultivation, a small sect in Beizhou that is not famous, Long Yi.

The few wisps of sword intent contained in the plaque that are extremely pure and deliberately left here, for Long Yi, although it is not easy to say, but it will not be too difficult, after all, leaving here is for future generations to obtain, and the owner of the sword intent is obviously higher than his Long Yi's cultivation, and it can even be called high, so absorbing this wisp of sword intent is still very beneficial to Long Yi, the first person in Xuanwu Kendo today.

It's just that for Long Yi, this idea has never been thought of even if he thinks about it, after all, whether his Long Yi's sword path is wide or narrow, high or short, it can only be his own Long Yi, mixed with the sword path of others, even if it is cultivated to be higher? What he Long Yi wants most in his life is just that word.

Not only first, but also unique.

Long Yi no longer looked up at the plaque, and suddenly tapped his toes, not as much as the water surface rippled, rippling layer by layer, his body was like a sword, piercing through the space obstruction, and in less than an instant, it was already in the small pavilion.

Then the ripples on the water surface are even more round, more than 100 circles, which is magnificent.

There were already two people in the pavilion, waiting early, leaning on a pillar at will, their faces were full of youth, and they were covered in black robes, which was especially majestic, which was particularly inconsistent with the smile on their faces.

There is also a middle-aged man, sitting on a stone bench in the center of the pavilion, his hands on the round one-legged stone table, looking farther away.

Seeing the dragon step into the small pavilion, the black-robed man stood up straight, and said in a slurp: "How is it? This second realm tastes good, right? It's not an exaggeration!"

Long Yi raised his eyelids lightly and said lightly: "What, your Bai Zhi is too high in cultivation, I don't know how high it is this day, you want to give it a try?"

Bai Zhi, a man in a black robe, didn't say anything, turned to look at the middle-aged man sitting on the stone bench and said, "Boss Xuan, look at it, this is just a moment of breaking the mirror and being proud of it, if you catch up with me, the Xuansheng Double Heaven, it will be okay." ”

Bai Zhi specially accentuated his tone and raised his voice in the Double Heaven, because Long Yi was still only a Heavy Heaven, although it was already the Xuan Sage Realm, and the gap between sword cultivation and Xuan Cultivation was not as huge as before, but Long Yi Qi was not an ordinary Xuan Sage of the Three Realms, so how could he, the Xuan Sage One Heavy Heaven, be regarded as an ordinary One Heavy Heaven.

The Xuansheng powerhouse is already extraordinary, and his sword cultivation Xuansheng can only be even more extraordinary.

Naturally, how is Bai Zhi's Xuansheng Double Heaven extraordinary?

Most of the sword cultivators don't like words, even if they are not good at it, they also feel that there is no need to be good at it, everything is with a sword, wouldn't it be happy?

So in this small pavilion, the sword intent suddenly swept up, like the wisps of strands of cocoon, that is, many and mixed, but the wisps of sword intent are all arranged in formation, each in its own position, just this hand sword intent control, I am afraid that I don't know how many descendants in the sword path of the lifelong pursuit.

Long Yi sword is unique, and the sword intent seeks one, but this one does not refer to the lifelong tempering of a wisp of sword intent, the one above Long Yi Kendo is one life two, two lives three, three lives and ten thousand, naturally speaking, there is also this ten thousand sword intent, and the wisps are pure.

The wisp of ancestral sword intent contained in the small space in the plaque trembled slightly, but it was a swift silence, the dragon couldn't see its wisp of sword intent, and its wisp of ancestor sword intent didn't have the slightest bit of arrogance at all?

In the small pavilion, a sword intent cage was raised, and in this sword intent cage, the wisps of sword intent were staggered, vertical and horizontal, like thorns.

Long Yi did not suppress his sword intent in the slightest, so the two people in the pavilion were surrounded by sword intent thorns.

The middle-aged man Xuantian retracted his distant eyes and gently pressed his palm, so in this small pavilion world, suddenly another square inch heaven and earth appeared, no matter what the sword intent was, he couldn't help it.

The young man in black, Bai Zhi, chuckled lightly at the corner of his mouth, and an extremely pure qi and blood power surrounded him, cutting off an inch of blood and qi world, but he was chaotic and thorny, and his ability was not enough, so he was scratched the corners of his clothes.

Xuantian turned his head to look at Bai Zhi who was gathering blood and qi, and asked softly, "Tell me about the general situation." ”

As soon as the words fell, the entire pavilion gathered into a whole space, the space of his dragon, in this space, there was no sword intent, and there was no blood.

Because among these three people, he is also counted as the only one in Xuantian cultivation, the realm of the Xuansheng Triple Heaven.

Bai Zhi looked down at the few neat scratches on the corners of her clothes, smiled helplessly, sword cultivation, sword cultivation, real sword cultivation, and then shook her head and said with a sad face: "It's not very good." ”

With a deep sigh, he continued: "My flesh incarnation is gone, but the news is very little and ......."

Xuantian looked up and asked, "And what?"

Bai Zhi frowned, "And the road outside seems to have been blocked." ”

Long Yi's voice was ruthless, as if he was carrying a long sword, and said, "Is it the way of heaven?"

Bai Zhi glanced at it, "Who else can there be besides him?"

Long Yi didn't pay attention to Bai Zhi this time, and turned to look at the middle-aged man Xuantian.