Ghost Sword.

There was a huge air flow on the observation deck, which was a change in heaven and earth driven by the Great Grandmaster!

It represents the huge fluctuation of the mood of the Xiliang Sword Saint at this time.

At the scream of people turning over on their backs, Du Haoqian grabbed Duan Haochu with one hand and firmly grasped the railing with the other.

But his eyes were firmly on the stage.

Ghost Sword.

Is this a ghost sword?

This is the ghost sword?

How can it be a ghost sword?

Yes, he heard it, heard what the Xiliang Sword Saint said himself, but he still couldn't believe it.

But because it was said by the Xiliang Sword Saint himself, he had to believe it.

He had been wondering what that girl was, but he never thought that this girl would have such a teacher.

The observation deck shook more and more violently, and the world flew like the end of the world.

How many things in this world can shock a great grandmaster so much?

It's really very little, very little.

Even high-level cultivators only knew that name.

There is only one person in this world who can recognize this swordsmanship.

So Du Haoqian had to believe it.

Because of the person who sealed the forbidden in the cultivation world.

It is the Xiliang Sword Saint.

And the girl's teacher.

It is from ancient times to the present that the entire Great Zhou and Xiliang cultivation circles.

The biggest betrayer.

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On the West Cool Snow Plain, there is a Sword Pavilion.

The Sword Pavilion has a senior brother, who is the Sword Saint.

There is a junior brother, who is a sword ghost.

Xiliang Sword Pavilion is the head of the world's sword path, and it should be so.

But there is a big Zhou Taizu, the thirteen swords of the creation of Tiance, and the thirteen secret swords of Kexiliang.

This is the biggest shame of the Xiliang Sword Pavilion for thousands of years, so the two brothers competed for the famous sword, practiced their skills, and strived to defeat the Great Zhou Taizu and defeat the Thirteen Swords of Tiance.

But he never thought that the junior brother, in order to compete and be competitive, in order to create the world's top swordsmanship, entered the evil way.

In order to pursue the ultimate swordsmanship, he searched all over the continent, fused many swordsmanship, searched for the mysteries of heaven and earth, and even ...... Merged into the evil sword of the Houjin Royal Court.

Eventually become a generation of sword ghosts.

People are not people, ghosts are not ghosts.

was the senior brother who became the new pavilion master of Xiliang Sword Pavilion, and was driven out of the division, and since then, there has been no sound.

And his swordsmanship, as it is called.

Ghost Sword.

This is the well-known story of the Xiliang Sword Ghost.

On the observation deck, the Xiliang Sword Saint clenched the long sword at his waist, his eyes were like an iceberg condensed in the past, and he only stared at the slender girl on the high platform.

How much truth is there in this world?

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Duan Lizheng didn't know what a ghost sword was.

But looking at the girl who was standing in flight, a figure that he had never seen before appeared in front of his eyes.

His brother's staccato voice rang in his ears.

Bit by bit, the narration constructs the figure of the girl holding the sword, and the elusive swordsmanship.

The princess who is as bright as a meteor and as short as a meteor.

Is she also living on this high platform at this moment?

The sword light was strangled, but the next sword light arrived.

This is a battle with the highest tactical awareness, and this is a white-hot murderous momentum.

The man would never take a step back.

Even though the girl held what he had longed for in her hand, it did not dampen his fighting spirit in the slightest.

In everyone's stunned eyes, Song Huaizhu's attack became more and more fierce, so fierce that people felt dazzling again.

Everything in front of you is more than people can imagine.

At the same time, Zhu Luan's swordsmanship is treacherous.

There is also the breadth of the thirteen swords of Tiance displayed by Song Huaizhu.

He doesn't know.

It is proficient.

There was a slight snort, and the needle of the golden needle protruded from Song Huaizhu's back.

Monk Xuezhai was under the high platform, his eyes were split.

He really couldn't imagine how far his senior brother had mobilized the true element, and he couldn't even control the golden needle sealing point that was so strictly guarded.

The dark clouds rolled wildly, and the ten-inch bricks on the high platform were shattered.

The trees snapped, and the brass bells rang wildly.

"Is this really a battle between the Ascending Realms?"

Everyone muttered, they didn't have time to think too much, as if they were about to be sucked into the battle in front of them, which almost caused the upheaval of the mountains and rivers.

Crush mercilessly.

Lightning tore through the clouds, like two people fighting each other on a high platform.

"This swordsmanship is so terrifying, it can actually fight with Song Huaizhu in the middle of the ascending pole." Hong Shan pinched Duan Lizheng's shoulder.

But who would have known that Song Huaizhu was just suppressing the realm to this point.

Duan Lizheng's mouth was full of blood.

With her completely restrained swordsmanship, the woman actually crossed the almost impossible obstacle in this world and fought with Song Huaizhu to this day.

But he still didn't know how she was going to win.

The realm is the most terrifying thing in the cultivation world, after all, manpower cannot be reversed, even if it is a sword move against the sky, it must be assisted by the realm in order to exert the greatest power, technology cannot and cannot cross such a large gap, otherwise the cultivation of human beings is meaningless.

So, what does it take for her to win?

She's already caused such a miracle, but how on earth is she going to defeat a grandmaster?

This big gamble of hers, the fact that she exposed so many things, is it really just for a battle that is almost hopeless and impossible? For that hopeless future......

And just when Duan Lizheng felt deep despair.

Nothing is impossible.

That's all.

Just in a flash of lightning.

When you sing about wine, what is your life?

Extremely fast, extremely fast in an instant.

Zhu Luan spoke softly, stretched out his arm, and blocked in front of Song Huaizhu's knife, and in an instant, the sword came out, and the hilt of the sword came out from under his arms, setting the long knife away.

Song Huaizhu turned around and retreated, Zhu Luan's long knife was handed over, Song Huaizhu quickly turned around and avoided the vital point, and the long knife went around at an impossible angle and stabbed Zhu Luan's back in the heart.

Everything happened too fast, and the next move, the hidden sword Chengying who was not in the key should be used as a sword to protect itself......

No.

The sword didn't move.

The sword in Zhu Luan's hand went straight forward.

Didn't go to the point.

And the next moment.

The soft light of the white jade blends with the light of the sword.

The pupil distance of the monk Xuezhai shrinks!

Don't! Don't! Don't! How so? How could it be......

From the beginning, she didn't want to beat him here.

The girl's expression was as calm as water, and she stabbed out a sword that she had deduced three thousand and eight times.

The end of the Hidden Sword Shadow is.

Song Huaizhu's face was covered with a white jade mask.

Zhu Luan spoke softly and said the name of the sword move.

"The geometry of life."

Zheng groaned softly.

The world fell silent for a moment.

And in this quiet world, suddenly an earth-shattering roar came from a distant place.

"The results of the essay exam are out!"

"Great Zhou Wen Huiyuan!"

"Tianquan Academy, Zhu Ying!"

Zhu Ying.

Along with the roar, there was the sound of jade shattering.

In the moment when the mask shattered.

The sun shines through.

The boy looked up, and the sun shone on his smooth face.

The geometry of life is just like his shattered life that year.

That year, he heard this sword technique for the first time.

He was six years old that year.

He wasn't Song Huaizhu that year.

That year he was high and deep.

The fourth son of Taizu of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the fifth son of Chengzong's younger brother Gao Yuan.

King Yiyang.

High Abyss.

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[Shendu Volume] ends