"Could it be that this guy is—"

Seeing the scene in front of him, Yan Moyu frowned deeply.

When he first came to this Heavenly King Ruins, Yan Moyu was indeed curious about who the other party was, but after the battle in the Dripping Blood Plains just now, Yan Moyu had already roughly guessed the identity of the other party.

That guy is here, it is indeed the Sky Fox Clan, but if you want to be more accurate, it is a rare strange character in the Sky Fox Clan, although it is also the Sky Fox Clan, but the fine tradition of the elders in the Sky Fox Clan does not care much, and he really likes to challenge the strong people of the Sky Fox Clan, especially the ancestor Lao, who is his preferred object, even if the result is beaten by the ancestor every time, but he is always happy to do it.

On the night of the fall of the Sky Fox Clan, this guy also disappeared completely, everyone thought that this guy also died on that night, even if it was Yan Moyu, he only thought that he was the only surviving Sky Fox Clan, but now the situation seems that this guy should have escaped that night, and wandered in the major realms for a long time, and finally settled in this Juyuan realm.

However, even if this guy was lucky enough not to die on the night of the fall of the fox clan that day, judging from the fact that he was only a phantom left, this guy was still dead in the end.

Yan Mokai, the genius of the Sky Fox Clan, was originally the most promising to become the second nine-tailed Sky Fox of the Sky Fox Clan after the ancestor elder.

Back then, after Yan Mokai left the station of the Sky Fox Clan, he traveled in the major realms, challenging all kinds of strong people and honing himself.

And what is hidden in this sword forest is the swords of those strong men who were defeated under Yan Mokai's sword.

This Heavenly King Ruins is actually an artifact refined by Yan Mokai, and it has its own realm inside, and it is even stronger than the Boundless Tower in terms of magic.

It's no wonder that those old monsters in the Boundless Tower covet the relics of the Heavenly King, and even go so far as to launch a realm expedition. It seems that what he is thinking about is not only the bad environment of the Gathering Yuan Realm and those heavenly and earthly treasures, but more importantly, the relics of this Heavenly King.

"Sword intent."

Yan Moyu's heart was shocked, and he looked at the long sword in this sword forest with some incredulity, although some of the long swords in that sect were broken, but they still had sword intent.

The people who can be challenged by Yan Mokai are all supreme-level powerhouses, and there are even many kendo supremes, those who can cultivate kendo to the extreme, are naturally sword intent Taotao, even after death, their sword intent is still retained on the long sword, and it will not disperse for thousands of years.

A wisp of sword intent can make a monk's cultivation in the way of the sword advance by leaps and bounds, and the sword intent in this sword forest is not only thousands, which is simply a treasure trove for monks who practice the way of the sword.

Although Yan Moyu is from the Sky Fox clan, the exercises practiced by the Sky Fox clan are not only the original techniques of the Sky Fox clan, but also quite accomplished in the way of the sword. Otherwise, Yan Moyu's swordsmanship would not be so mysterious.

I didn't expect that Yan Mokai would give him all these sword intents, it seems that Yan Moyu's luck came.

The Sky Fox clan suffered a great change that night, and although Yan Mokai tried his best to escape, he was also dissipated because of the poison in his body and his injuries.

This Heavenly King relic drifted in the void for hundreds of thousands of years before it landed in the Gathering Yuan Realm

Because of the strength of the Sky Fox Clan, the bloodline of the Sky Fox Clan was almost cut off, and even Yan Mokai himself was not sure whether there would still be the bloodline of the Sky Fox Clan in the world.

However, after Yan Mokai waited for so many years, there was finally a descendant of the Sky Fox clan entering, and he had an extremely amazing talent in the way of the sword, and he even saw the shadow of his youth, so he decided to give all these sword intents to Yan Moyu.

In the heart of Yan Mo Yu's eyebrows was Dongfang Bai's sword god sword intent, which was the most powerful sword intent he had obtained so far.

"Huh, is this—my sword intent?"

Yan Mokai looked at Yan Moyu's eyebrows in surprise, and he felt the sword intent in Yan Moyu's eyebrows.

The current Yan Mokai is just a phantom, and he can't teach Yan Moyu sword intent at all, but what he didn't expect was that Yan Moyu already had the sword intent.

"How is that possible? Could it be- that little cub in the East? ”

A glimmer of light flashed in Yan Mokai's eyes.

He has accepted one disciple in his life, and only his disciple has inherited his sword intent.

As the strongest kendo among the Tianhu clan, Yan Mokai has the title of Sword God, and in his life, he has also accepted a disciple, and this disciple of his has inherited his sword intent.

Real kendo powerhouses all have their own sword intent, and Yan Mokai has experienced the challenges of countless kendo powerhouses, fused the strengths of hundreds of schools, and comprehended the strongest sword intent.

The wisp of sword god sword intent left by Dongfang Bai in the center of Yan Moyu's eyebrows is Yan Mokai inherited from the Tianhu clan, and now Yan Moyu has felt thousands of sword intents in this sword forest, and the sword god sword intent in the center of his eyebrows is ready to move.

Every sword intent in the sword forest has a great origin, it can be called the strongest sword intent in an era, every one is extremely precious, as long as Yan Moyu can fuse these sword intents, then his sword spirit sword intent will be able to get started.

But this kind of thing is easy to say, but it is dangerous to actually operate.

If Yan Moyu entered the Sword Forest and couldn't withstand these thousands of sword intents, I am afraid that in this fantasy world, even his life as "alive in disguise" would be lost.

Yan Mo Yu was also aware of this situation, and after hesitating slightly for a while, he smiled and strode into the sword forest.

Even if it is dangerous, but now there is a great opportunity in front of you, if you don't try, then how can you be willing?

"My name is Flyfall."

A long sword with only half of it left flashed a water-blue light, and a middle-aged man with a Chinese character face appeared in front of Yan Moyu.

The scene changed abruptly, and Yan Moyu was stunned to find that he was actually standing on top of the waterfall.

After a brief moment of consternation, Yan Moyu nodded, this was the Waterfall Sword Intent, if he wanted to fuse these sword intents, he would have to defeat them.

"Waterfall Serial Explosion!"

As soon as the hand of the middle-aged man with the face of the Chinese character was raised, the water of the entire waterfall rose to the sky.

"Swift Sword!"

Yan Moyu flicked the sword in his hand, and an extremely fast sword light came into the air.

"Bang!"

The water was turbulent, and Yan Moyu's withered grass sword intent cut through the waterfall.

The withered grass sword intent confronted the waterfall sword intent, Yan Moyu's heart was shocked, and he spat blood from his mouth and took two steps back one after another.

"How is that possible?"

Yan Moyu was horrified in his heart, his withered grass sword intent just now had obviously cut through the waterfall sword intent, why was it him who was the one who lost the sword intent in the end?

It turned out that the moment Yan Moyu's withered grass sword intent slashed into the waterfall just now, the endless waterfall shook one after another, and finally crushed the withered grass.

The withered grass sword intent was crushed, and it took a lot of time to reshape it.

Yan Moyu looked at the sword forest dejectedly, after two months of hard work, he didn't even accept a sword intent.

These sword intents are all from sword powerhouses, unruly, his little withered grass sword intent is not enough in front of them at all, and the withered grass sword intent has been crushed eight times in two months.

At first, Yan Moyu thought that it was his bad luck, that the sword intent of the waterfall was too strong, so he simply changed to a sword intent, and the result was even worse, not only was the sword intent crushed, but the body was hit hard, and it took half a month of cultivation to recover.

The strong man of the half-golden immortal cultivation is already a powerful existence that surpasses the strong of the Divine Spirit Tribulation, and it is completely different from the existence of Yan Mo Yu today, even if the sword intent left on the long sword is only one ten-thousandth, it is not the sword intent of a small person like Yan Mo Yu who is now able to compete.

If it was an ordinary monk who wanted to subdue these sword intents, he would have been wiped out by the sword intent thousands of times, but because Yan Moyu had a wisp of sword intent in the center of his eyebrows, he was always protecting him, so even if he failed to challenge, Yan Moyu could guarantee immortality.

There are thousands of sword intents in the sword forest, and every wisp of sword intent that subdues will greatly increase Yan Moyu's strength, so he won't give up easily if he says anything.

The collision of sword intent continued to be staged in the sword forest, although each time it was defeated, Yan Moyu's withered grass sword intent became more and more powerful under the training.

"Poof!"

Half a year later, a withered grass slashed the mountain in front of him, and the huge mountain turned into a ray of light and melted into the withered grass.

This was the third sword intent that Yan Mo Yu had subdued in the sword forest, and the withered grass sword intent that fused the three sword intents became more and more powerful, and the withered yellow blades of grass pulled out new shoots.

The sword intent must continue to become stronger in the process of sharpening, and the comprehension of the way of the sword must also be continuously deepened through actual combat.

What surprised Yan Moyu was that there was not only the sword intent of those kendo powerhouses on these long swords, but also the perception of the sword use by these kendo powerhouses.

This is an incomparably precious treasure, and in the midst of the battle, Yan Moyu continues to absorb the combat experience of these kendo powerhouses.

Honeping sword intent in the sword forest is destined to be a boring process, but Yan Moyu is tired of it, and every time he subdues a sword intent, he can be excited.

During this time, although Yu Duhuan's spiritual sense had not reacted, Yan Moyu, who was busy subduing the sword intent, had no time to pay attention to it for the time being.

Anyway, Yu Duhuan's "physical body" will not be in any danger in his Qiankun world, since her spiritual sense has not reacted, it may be because of her body, at least there will be no danger.

Of course, if he is not in any danger, then Yu Duhuan will naturally be fine.

When the withered grass sword intent faded the yellow residual leaves and grew green leaves, the withered grass sword intent completed its own transformation.

As the withered grass sword intent continued to strengthen, Yan Moyu's speed of subduing the sword intent became faster and faster, and even Yan Mokai was a little surprised, because Yan Moyu's speed of subduing the sword intent was much faster than he expected.