Fairy Pavilion.

Located above the ethereal clouds, it is like a fairyland.

At the top of a snow-capped mountain, there stood a woman in a white dress, unstained with dust, just standing there makes people awe-inspired, and it is difficult to have blasphemous thoughts, her beauty has surpassed the beauty of the world, this is a temperament that emanates from the heart.

Ground——

"Take the sword as the heart, and the heart as the sword."

"The heart of the sword, the heart of the sword."

"The master once said that the real birth is to enter the WTO."

"The heart melts into the sword, and the sword heart is self-contained."

The woman in white Qianqianyu pointed to what her heart moved, and what her sword did.

The snowflakes flew, instantly turning into nothingness, and a white 'sword' word appeared in the air, like a proud plum in the snow, standing alone. The woman in white's face did not have the slightest emotional fluctuations, her shadow fluttered, and then disappeared.

…

"Sister Ruomeng~" A clear voice came, and a beautiful girl ran in the distance.

Dressed in the white dress that Xiange has always had, with excitement and cheerfulness, like a beautiful elf falling from the sky to the earth, with the mark of the blue moon clearly printed on his forehead, it is Lan Xinyan.

"Why are you here, Xinyan?" The dream fairy smiled softly.

"It was the master who asked me to come to you, senior sister." Lan Xinyan said.

Ruomeng Fairy bowed her head slightly.

"Senior sister ......" On the way, Lan Xinyan bit her lip lightly and spoke.

"Nope." Ruomeng Fairy declined.

Lan Xinyan said: "Senior sister, I haven't said it yet." ”

Ruomeng Fairy said: "Xinyan, your strength is still weak now, and you are not allowed to go down the mountain according to the rules of the Immortal Pavilion, even I can't make an exception." ”

"Oh." Lan Xinyan lowered her head, like a wronged child.

Ruomeng Fairy glanced at Lan Xinyan, and her beautiful eyes shimmered: "Cultivate well, Xinyan." Your qualifications are not very good, but diligence can make up for your shortcomings, and you have a greater hope of success if you have goals. Rest assured, if I meet him, I will relay your message. ”

"Well, thank you, senior sister." Lan Xinyan nodded vigorously.

…

Xianyu Palace.

"Master." If the dream fairy salutes.

Immortal Palm Sect. Ning Suxin.

Known as Ning Xianzi, a famous figure in the Thirty-Three Continents, he is not far behind Ao Jianhui.

"Huh?" Ning Suxin was lightly surprised: "If you dream of you......"

"Living up to the master's cultivation, the apprentice has condensed into a sword heart." If the dream fairy lingers.

"Good, good!" Ning Suxin was overjoyed, a rare gaffe: "If you dream that you are really worthy of being a genius who has not been out of my Immortal Pavilion for ten thousand years, you are only eighteen years old and condensed into a sword heart, and you have achieved a strong person in Nirvana, which is enough to make the genius of the Immortal Pavilion in the Nirvana world ashamed of yourself." It's worth your life to be a disciple for your teacher. ”

"The master has a good reputation, and the dream is still a lot worse." Ruomeng Fairy said lightly.

Ning Suxin smiled with satisfaction: "As a teacher, there was still a little worry, but it was unfounded, if you dream of your current strength, you should already be able to kill the lower-level Great Heavenly Demon, right?" ”

"Eighty percent sure." If the dream fairy is bowed.

"Go ahead, let the other sects of the Thirty-Three Continents take a look at how strong the genius of my Immortal Pavilion is!" Ning Suxin smiled: "Win the championship of the Battle of the Bright Stars and qualify for the road to glory." If you dream, you will become the legend and glory of the fairy pavilion. ”

"The apprentice will not disappoint the master." The dream fairy bows her head.

…

…

Nirvana.

"Eclipse the sky." Suzerain. Ao Jianhui's deep pupils shone brightly.

"Master." The voice was evil, it was a young man with sword eyebrows, his slender eyes were sharp and profound, and his eyes like a ghost and a wolf were unforgettable. Like Ao Jianhui, he also has ten scabbards pinned to his waist, full of sword intent.

"You're a smart guy. Blue is better than blue. Ao Jianhui said.

"The master has won the prize." The sky-destroying evil smiled.

"Unlike my unsuccessful son, you not only have qualifications and talents, but you are also ruthless and resolute in your bones, I am very optimistic about you." Ao Jianhui said in a deep voice: "If you can win the championship of the Battle of the Bright Stars, I will announce that the world will accept you as a son." He will enter the Nirvana world one day and inherit the mantle of my Ao family! ”

"Master Xie!" Eclipse the sky's eyes are bright.

…

Thirty-three continents, a valley of mystery.

"Go down the mountain, you have fulfilled all the true meaning of my 'Thousand Illusion Valley', and there will be no rival in the next week." A white-haired old man said with relief.

In front of him, white light flashed, and a young man carried his hands behind his back, his face was confident, and his eyes were shiny and bright, like the most beautiful jewels in the world. The young man nodded, "Let's go, old immortal, wait for me to bring you the trophy of the Battle of the Bright Stars." ”

A few black lines appeared on the white-haired old man's forehead: "There are no trophies in the Battle of the Bright Stars." ”

"Can't even afford a trophy?" The young man was stunned for a moment, waved his hand and said, "Whatever, then wait for me to get the prize back." ”

The white-haired old man smiled bitterly: "Good, good." ”

shook his head helplessly, but the white-haired old man looked at the back of the young man, but he was full of relief.

"I can't imagine that my Thousand Illusion Valley has been silent for hundreds of years, and finally there is a real heir......"

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Blood Tower 30.

"Boom!" "Peng!" A man and a woman are intertwined.

Fighting for two days and two nights, without a little rest, one practicing the sword and the other practicing the knife, it was like going mad, at this time, Lin Feng's eyes were shining, the feeling of the knife became clearer and clearer, and the fourth type of 'hail' of the seven limits was cast, and every swing of the knife brought the sound of explosion, and the power splashed.

Even if he didn't use his titanium-level body, the power of Lin Feng's current knife was already quite terrifying.

And the other side......

Blowing snow's beautiful eyes flashed, entering a state of epiphany, the sharpness of the sword is not at all like a fight, the moves are vigorous, and the strength is mixed, like life and death. But it is precisely like this, on the contrary, they can force each other's potential more and understand a lot.

One sword and one sword, endless battles.

Until—

"Boom~~" The light shook and Lin Feng and Blowing Snow separated, and they were both injured a lot, but their eyes were shining. Lin Feng held the black sword in his hand, and the seven limits and one style were repeatedly recalled in his mind, and the realm of blowing snow swordsmanship was one sword and one sword, and they converged.

The sword technique and swordsmanship slowly coincide and converge into their own clear perception.

"Zheng!" The great shock of the knife declared strength and domineering, and the corners of Lin Feng's mouth drew a slight arc.

Finally, enlightenment.

…

"Thank you." Lin Feng looked at the blowing snow.

"It's supposed to be me who should say thank you." Fuyuki rarely smiled.

Lin Feng's eyes lit up: "Your breakthrough has inspired me a lot, and it has made me clearly understand what to do next." "It's not me who breaks through; The sword realm of Blowing Snow has also transformed from the peak of the twelfth realm and condensed into a sword heart.

Blowing Snow smiled and didn't say anything more.

Turning to leave, he said in a snowy voice: "The battle of the bright stars, I will also go." ”

"Yes." Lin Feng said with a smile: "I hope to have the opportunity to officially engage and understand your sword heart." ”

"See you then." Snow blowing runs.

Lin Feng lightly hummed.

Looking at the back of the blowing snow leaving, the expectation in my heart is infinite.

Battle of the Bright Stars!

… (To be continued.) )