In the mountains and forests a few miles away from Songjiabao, a burly giant man clasped his hands and looked indifferent.

"I remember, the first sword technique of returning to the truth seems to be the Eight Techniques of the Heavenly Sword, right?"

Behind him, the pharmacist looked at the back of Guizhen with a smile.

"Yes, before he entered the main temple, he was a master of swordsmanship, and after joining the main temple after the trial, he was even more out of control."

The burly giant man said lightly: "Xi Wanfa, to return to the truth, he advanced to three stars with sword techniques, and mastered the seven limits, Song Que is not his opponent." ”

"Huh? Not necessarily! ”

The swordsman's eyes narrowed, his face was grim, and he said softly: "Eight methods of the heavenly sword, draw the sword and slash, and cut the ruthless...... Devouring the Seven Limits of Heaven and Earth, although the true sword technique is nothing in the main temple, it can be regarded as entering the hall. ”

"But I haven't seen Song lack of people, it's hard to decide whether to win or lose, knife duels, and it's not uncommon for someone to be counterattacked by one move."

"Then we'll see."

The burly man nodded and stopped talking.

At the moment, the three of them stood quietly in the woods, beware of being ambushed.

.......

Returning to the truth, he lifted the tiger sword and walked towards Songjiabao.

Stompe!

He stepped forward step by step, the subtle air flow blowing, and the sword intent rose to the sky, breaking through the sky.

The plane team of the main temple is all strong people who have experienced tragic killings, and returning to the truth, they are also masters who have gone through four or five worlds, practiced sword skills, and reached the three-star master.

Roar!

A burst of sword roars sounded like a tiger's roar, as if a hungry tiger was roaring in the sky.

As he moved forward step by step, the knife momentum became more and more condensed, and the cyclone around him swept through the dust, mighty and murderous.

With the killing intent of splitting mountains and breaking the sea, he forced away.

"Song Que!"

Dozens of feet away, Guizhen shouted violently.

The loud shout was like a blade cutting through the sky, and the sonic boom shook for miles.

"No, not good!"

"Tell the Valveholder!"

The face of the Song family guard guarding the gate changed greatly, and as soon as his body moved, he was crushed to the ground by the knife force from afar, unable to move.

Rumble!

The gate of Songjiabao suddenly opened.

"Who dares to provoke my Song family?"

With a loud shout, Song Luti stepped across the long sword and led a group of masters out of the door.

"Great master!"

Song Lu's pupils shrank, the hairs on his body exploded, and his heart beat wildly.

The person in front of him was imposing, the knife was incomparably strong, and he felt a stinging pain in his eyebrows from a distance of dozens of feet.

"Where is Song Que, come out quickly and die!"

The murderous aura rises between the eyebrows and eyes, the eyes are purple, and the demon is terrifying.

Whew!

Before Song Lu could speak, a palm slapped on his shoulder.

Song Que was dressed in a white robe, with a sword hanging from his waist, and stepped forward.

The years don't seem to have left traces on him, even if he has passed the age of knowing the destiny of heaven, he is still handsome and beautiful like a young man.

He was neatly dressed, his long hair was tied up and hung down around his waist, and a hint of coldness flashed on his handsome face like a knife and axe.

"Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demons?"

Song Que hung his hands on his sides, and the sword intent appeared in his eyes that were as bright as the morning star, looking directly at the truth dozens of feet away.

Although it was only the first time he saw him, Song Que could feel a faint sense of disgust rising in his heart, as if the whole world was urging him to kill the swordsman in front of him.

"Heavenly Sword Song Que, I really have admired the name for a long time!"

Returning to the true evil smile, the tiger spirit rose sideways, and bared his teeth and smiled: "The thought of being able to cut you under the knife makes my heart unspeakable!" ”

Guizhen trembled slightly, and it was difficult to suppress the fighting spirit in his heart.

Since the first day he stepped into the main temple, he has been practicing sword techniques all the time, and the first sword method he exchanged was Song Que's Eight Heavenly Sword Methods.

At this time, there was an opportunity to face Song Que and cut him under the knife, this feeling was really wonderful.

"Good, good!"

Song Que's eyes flickered, and he was full of fighting spirit.

Since the battle with Gu Shaoxing, he has been sitting in the Knife Grinding Hall for twenty years, and at this time he is facing such a strong sword master.

Even the unfathomable Extraterritorial Heavenly Demon still boiled with battle intent.

"Take me one way, swallow the seven limits of heaven and earth, storm!"

As soon as Song Que's words fell, Gui Zhen roared violently.

His figure moved suddenly, his spine surging like a great dragon rising into the air, and the horizontal tiger sword suddenly raised.

Dozens of feet away, a knife slashed out!

Roar!

The air flow was agitated vertically and horizontally, as if the actual knife was stretching out.

First, a tiger tail as long as a foot thick as a child's arm poked out, and a violent wind blew out with a slight stroke in the void.

Then four tiger claws the size of a millstone slammed out, sharp claws tearing through the air.

Then there was the majestic and vigorous body, and finally the huge head of the tiger emerged from it, and the huge fangs three feet long shimmered with a cold light.

Thundered!

The giant tiger condensed by the sword looked in all directions, looking at the world, the tiger's mouth was slightly open, and the tiger's roar resounded through the sky and looked up to the sky.

Immediately, a hurricane several feet wide pulled up, and the storm that swept the sky exploded.

Within a few miles, whether it was birds and beasts, or a group of Song valve masters standing behind Song Que, in the midst of this roar of swords, they couldn't help but tremble, and they almost wanted to kneel on the ground.

The Seven Limits are the inspiration of Chi You's vision of the powerful destructive power derived from natural disasters and earth disasters, and this type of storm is created by watching the ancient hurricane destroy the world, and a knife is split, and the sword light is like a tornado, cutting straight into the rungs, smashing anyone or anything.

"Good knives! Good knife technique! ”

Only Song Que, who faced this type of knife technique, was not only fearless, but full of fighting spirit.

After sitting for 20 years, he not only created all the eight methods of the Heavenly Sword, but also integrated the Divine Emperor Infinite Sword sent by Gu Shaoxing, and pushed the Heavenly Sword to perform the ninth style.

With a sigh of praise in his heart, he tore apart the storm like a long knife in his steps.

"One of the Eight Methods of the Heavenly Sword, the upper and lower are not formed, why should they be tested?"

Song Que's faint voice fluttered, and the long knife on his waist was unsheathed.

He didn't have the habit of shouting the name of the move, but the extraterritorial demon in front of him had called out the name of the move.

Song Que also came with him.

Boom!

A magnificent, domineering sword light rose high in a piercing knife whistle that hollowed out the cracked clouds, piercing through the clouds.

Then it slashed down sharply, cracking the sky, and slashing straight at the storm of sword light that swept back to the truth.

"It's worthy of Song Que!"

Returning to the truth and laughing violently, the swept storm of sword light gathered, and the sword giant tiger roared to meet the heavenly sword that Song Que slashed in.

Whether it is the swordsman, pharmacist and others who are miles away, or the master of the Song family with a terrifying look on his face, all he can see is the overwhelming, ruthless sword light!

Thundered!

In everyone's eyes, the hob knives collided violently.

The sound of the collision of swords and lights covered a radius of miles like thunder.

The bluestone floor paved in front of the Song valve shattered and disintegrated, the gravel splashed, and the ground within a radius of dozens of zhang was there, and the light flames cut vertically and horizontally, and they were three or four feet shorter!

Song Valve's masters retreated one after another to dodge, and the scattered sword light disintegrated the two stone lions squatting at the mouth of Song Valve's mouth into fist-sized pieces.

"Die!"

A knife was useless, and he shouted violently, and the tiger in his palm was raised, cutting through the sky, and rushing with the terrifying momentum of the mountain collapse.

"Humph!"

Song Que couldn't help but snort, and under the vibration of his internal organs, he raised the heavenly sword to meet him.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Immediately, in the smoke and dust flying in the sky, there was a dense and almost inaudible sound of gold and iron colliding.

In a few breaths, the two didn't know how many knives they had exchanged knives, and they instantly entered a life-and-death struggle.

The swaying sword light and energy pulled countless knife marks and cracks around the two of them.

......

"Unexpectedly, Song Que's knife technique is so strong, and he can actually take over the seven limits of returning to the truth, I thought he would be killed with a knife."

The burly giant man was slightly surprised.

With his eyesight, he can naturally see that whether it is true qi or strength, returning to the truth must overwhelm Song Que.

However, even if he received this knife, his internal organs were traumatized, and it was only a matter of time before he died.

"It's a pity, no matter how strong his sword talent is, he will only be defeated."

The swordsman's eyes sparkled, and he was a little regretful: "Song Que's sword talent is top-notch, but he's just an indigenous." ”

He shook his head, and the ancient sword behind him trembled slightly.

No matter how talented you are, how can you keep up with the accumulation of countless worlds?

It's a pity.

Buzz!

As soon as the pharmacist's palm flipped, countless golden Gu worms flew up, like a torrent that covered the sky and the sun, and flew towards the Song Valve's mansion.

"Regardless of Song Missing, go and solve all the rest of Song Valve's people first."

The pharmacist smiled slightly, his eyes cold and ruthless.

........

While!

A crisp sound of gold and iron clashing suddenly sounded in the storm of sword qi.

Call!

Song Que's body retreated violently, a bloody light rose, and blood spurted out.

"Poof!"

Song Que retreated more than ten feet, spit out a mouthful of blood stasis, and his face suddenly turned pale.

"Big brother!"

"Valve Master!"

Song Lu and the others' faces changed suddenly, and they rushed forward with wild shouts.

I saw a long knife mark more than two feet long from Song Que's chest, and there were blood stains on the plain white robe.

"Heavenly Sword? Ha ha! But that's it! But that's it! ”

Guizhen didn't catch up, he just laughed, and the violent look flashed in his eyes: "The Eight Methods of the Heavenly Sword, I already know everything, what do you compare with me?" ”

"Stand back!"

Song Que took a deep breath and repelled the group of Song Valve masters who came up.

"My Knife ......."

Song Que looked at the broken heavenly knife in his hand in a daze, and whispered to himself.

Deaf to the megalomaniacal laughter of the truth.

"My knife is already in my heart."

Song Que's face became more and more pale, but his eyes became brighter and brighter: "After getting the knife, forget the knife!" ”

"This is my knife path!"

Song Que's figure suddenly stood up like a knife, and the knife was inserted into the ground with his palm, and his momentum rose.

At this time, he had no knife in his hand, but he had a knife in his heart.

Under the great advancement of the sword technique, he stepped into the realm of the shattered void.

Whew!

Song Que's eyes seemed to be burning, and the wound on his chest was bleeding freely, and he didn't pay attention to it.

Stompe!

With his hands at his sides, he walked step by step towards the stunned True.

"Can't wait to die?"

Gui Zhen was stunned, although he saw that Song Que seemed to have broken through the realm.

But he didn't care at all, stepped forward, and the tiger spirit raised: "Seven limits, landslide!" ”

Thundered!