As the sun sets, the clouds stain half the sky red, the majestic peaks rise into the clouds, and the mountains rise and fall, like sleeping giants, bathed in the glow.

At the beginning of the spring forest, the sunset afterglow changed into a new outfit for it, nodding to the remnant sun in the wind.

The three-headed golden-haired and silver-veined saber-toothed tiger with a length of more than five meters and a height of one and a half meters stood majestically on the official road, opening its mouth and spitting out a barbed pink tongue, panting, revealing two rows of sharp teeth.

The fifty-centimeter-long saber teeth are like two bone jade short swords shining in the sunset, the apple-sized eyes are like two golden gems, exuding a terrifying and fierce light, and the silver word "king" on the forehead is full of domineering, the deterrence of the king of beasts makes it extremely quiet within a radius of one thousand meters, and the drop of a needle can be heard.

The abdomen puffed up with the breath, and the tail like a steel whip hooked up and shook slightly. The sturdy and powerful limbs were full of explosive strength, supporting a broad and sturdy back, carrying an old and a young man respectively, and the other was for Ling Xingchen's senior brother.

The old man was dressed in a white robe and moved with the wind, his white beard was as white as frost fluttering in the breeze, and he had a bit of the demeanor of a master.

The young man is a rare beautiful man, with a handsome and sunny face, sword eyebrows, phoenix eyes, clear starry eyes, heroic and heroic between the eyebrows, with a little arrogance and uninhibited.

The hair is tied to the crown, and the long black hair on the back of the head flutters in the wind. With a slim moon white sewn deep coat, with a white translucent light gauze shirt, it is more elegant and elegant, warm and sharp, fresh clothes and angry horses, fighting swords and rivers and lakes, and the end is suave and chic and uninhibited.

The so-called Mo Shang Yan Ruyu, the son is unparalleled in the world, probably that's the case.

It was Elder Chu and Ling Xingchen who had gone to the Great Wilderness Sect, they had been away from Sword City for two days, and they were about five hundred kilometers away from Sword City at the moment. If Li Xi wanted to return to the sect to resume his life, time was pressing, and he set off two days earlier than them by taking the snow-patterned golden eagle, and it was estimated that he would arrive at the Great Wilderness Sect in two days.

Crescent Moon Village is Ling Xingchen's first stop in this world, where the simple, kind and rugged Orion has helped him a lot, and he has also integrated into it, won the support of everyone, and has entrusted Li Jingtian to take care of it, and handed over all the martial arts written on his behalf to the village chief.

In addition, a human-level martial arts embroidered spring knife and a spirit-level martial arts plum blossom knife were passed on to Liu Hanyan, the young lady of the Liu family in Zining Town.

This girl is kind-hearted, but she is in a bad situation in the family feud, and when Ling Xingchen was his temporary bodyguard, she was given an aphrodisiac, and he made Megumi Yanashita and helped her to detoxify it. is also a bit of fate, and Li Qinghan is interesting to her, he has the heart to match the two.

"How about Dai Zongfu, Qi Lu Qingwei.

Creation Zhong Shenxiu, yin and yang cut dusk.

Swing the chest to give birth to stratus clouds, and decide to return to the bird.

It will be the top of the mountain, and you can see the mountains at a glance!"

Ling Xingchen raised his head, looked up at the clouds and clouds, towering into the clouds like the peak of the Optimus Pillar, his heart was touched, he unconsciously remembered Mount Tai, remembered the poet, and couldn't help but chant his old man's masterpiece, full of pride.

Although Elder Chu couldn't understand what Ling Xingchen was saying, he really felt the courage and pride in Ling Xingchen's heart.

Ling Xingchen had just forgotten that this was the Xuantian World, and that it was in Huaxia Chinese, so Elder Chu naturally couldn't understand it, so he recited it in the language of the Xuantian World.

"Swing your chest to give birth to stratus clouds, and decide to enter the bird. It will be the top of the mountain, and the mountains will be seen at a glance. Okay, good, haha, my generation of martial artists, should have such pride and courage. Once a warrior loses his enterprising spirit, then the martial arts will come to an end. Elder Chu laughed and appreciated.

Chu Lao hit the nail on the head. How many days are arrogant, but they are worn away by the years, and the ambition is left behind in the wind and dust, if the comet crosses, like fireworks blooming, the light is fleeting. ”

"Don't forget the original intention, you have to always, but it is easy to know and difficult to do, and those who can unswervingly go on, in the end, none of them are idle people, even if they fail, they are worthy of heaven and earth. Sadly, those who don't even dare to try. ”

"A warrior should be like a sword, sharp and sharp, rather than bending, fearless, and indomitable. If the heavens stand in my way, then I will break the heavens, and if the earth hinders me, I will crush the earth!"

At this moment, Ling Xingchen was arrogant, and I smiled at the sky from the horizontal sword, leaving the state of mind of the liver and gallbladder Kunlun, and won the true meaning of the sword.

On his body, a majestic momentum erupted, and a faint trace of sword intent rushed out of his body, mobilizing the aura of heaven and earth to converge into a sword qi like a rainbow, straight into the sky.

The experience of his Heaven-shattering Sword test came to his mind, and the picture of practicing the sword with the man in white, a flash of inspiration, he vaguely touched a trace of the Heaven-shattering Sword Technique.

What is a sword? The sword is a weapon of killing, born to kill, and the emperor of all soldiers. Quiet as a virgin, moving as lightning, its potential breaks the sky, and its power shatters!

The sword is not only a weapon, but also an extension of the arm, a part of the body, and the life of a warrior. The sword moves with the heart, the sword carries the will of the warrior, the upper can be poor and the blue can kill the sky, and the lower can split the ground and break the yellow spring.

The sword is me, I am the sword, a sword breaks ten thousand laws, ten thousand ways, and I respect the heavens and all the worlds!

What is swordsmanship, what is swordsmanship, and how to use swords, and the skills of using swords, to maximize the power of swords, is the innate talent and mission of sword cultivation.

What is the way of the sword? Knowing heaven and earth, knowing all things, passing through yin and yang, knowing the origin, transcending the shackles of life, breaking and then standing, cutting through the shackles of heaven and earth, being reborn in destruction, and being eternal in battle.

Prove the Tao with the sword, hold the heavens and the earth, control the ten thousand ways, break the chaos, open up the universe, I will live forever, and my sword will be immortal!

Ling Xingchen's consciousness followed that feeling, and the killing intent contained the sharp intent that penetrated through his body, rushing straight into the sky, raging in all directions, and it was still increasing.

In a moment, the invisible aura erupted from the body like a peerless blade with the intent of destruction, and swept in all directions with dust and smoke, the new green leaves were swept away, and the bare branches fell in the wind.

The guards of Shangwang City saw the dust and smoke from afar, and at first thought that it was a beast tide attacking, but looking at this scale, they also breathed a sigh of relief, if this is also called a beast tide, it is estimated that the beasts and birds have long been extinct.

Elder Chu stood straight, like a gun, hunting in clothes, his hair fluttering, running the dantian frantically, facing the wind, standing in a position that he could withstand himself, holding the hilt of the sword tightly, looking at the six roads, listening to the eight directions, and protecting the Dharma.

The two mounts couldn't bear it, and they had already retreated five hundred meters away according to his orders, but it was the golden-haired and silver-veined saber-toothed tiger under Ling Xingchen's crotch, along the way, the meridians had been refined by the power of the earth, and the physique had been transformed, and the realm was improving little by little, and the power of the earth connected Ling Xingchen with it, but it was not affected too much.

Half an hour later, the storm subsided.

Ling Xingchen opened his eyes, a sharp cold glow flashed with purple-gold thunder and lightning under his eyes, looking at the chaos within a radius of hundreds of meters, his heart was slightly shocked, and there was not much turmoil.

After all, people who have experienced crossing and entered the battlefield of the flood and desolation, how can the state of mind be comparable to ordinary people?

Elder Chu found that the intention of killing and sharpness was restrained, and the whole person felt that there was an extra wisp of vague and looming edge, which was the embodiment of not being able to completely control his breath, and when he could control it freely, it was the time to reach the subtle realm.

He was very excited in his heart, although Ling Xingchen's realm had not been able to improve, but his strength had increased a lot, and the secret path was demonic, and he broke through casually, and he finally understood how others felt when they saw him break through.

It is true that Ling Xingchen's realm is still a high-level martial artist, but the realm of each sword technique has improved a lot, and his understanding and perception of swords have reached a higher level.

"I can't wait to witness your rise now, stirring up the wind and clouds in all directions, crushing a generation, standing above the nine heavens, overlooking this filthy earthly world!"

This is the demon discovered by his Chu Mu, and it is not in vain to witness the rise of this son, and it is not in vain to come to the world to go through this experience!

At this moment, he seemed to be dozens of years younger.

"Oh, the nine heavens overlook the earth, Chu Lao is so sure of me?"

Ling Xingchen asked with a smile, controlling the power of the earth to sort out his somewhat disordered Xuan Qi, and at the same time combing the meridians of the golden-haired and silver-veined saber-toothed tiger under his crotch to calm his emotions.

He was a little surprised by Elder Chu's performance, and it didn't seem to be difficult to cultivate.

"Sure!"

Elder Chu's eyes were shining, and his gaze was clear.

He felt a breath wandering between the internal organs and meridians, smoothing out the disordered Xuan Qi, he looked at Ling Xingchen's gaze feverishly, that firm belief, and even believed that Ling Xingchen believed in himself more than Ling Xingchen.

Everyone had their own secrets, so he didn't ask what kind of power it was, and since he decided to follow Ling Xingchen, he couldn't be casual.

"Okay, you'll get your wish!"

Ling Xingchen said confidently, he saw a kind of ...... for himself in Elder Chu's eyes Lost self-confidence.

I smiled, and the sunset was bright. He clamped his legs between the belly of the tiger and rode in the dust.

Not far ahead, there was a city, the towering city walls glowed with a dark golden luster under the remnant sun like blood, like a metal dragon across the earth, no matter the height or length, it was incomparable to the sword city.

"Shang Wang Cheng!

Ling Xingchen looked at the three domineering golden characters on the purple plaque above the city gate and said.

"Yes, domineering, there has been a martial king, and that's it!"

Elder Chu said with some disdain, looking at Ling Xingchen's eyes meaningfully.

Ling Xingchen naturally understood his voice: It's just a martial king, there are many Great Wilderness Sects, and a martial king is a scum compared to you in the future, lifting shoes, he also deserves it?

After that, the two of them clamped the tiger's belly between their legs, shook the reins, and the two golden-haired and silver-veined saber-toothed tigers were like arrows off the string, heading straight to Shangwang City, leaving behind billowing dust and smoke, like two earth dragons galloping past.

The two people and three beasts entered the city, just as the lights were on, and the lively night market had just begun.

"Hmph, what is the cultivation of the spirit, our ancestor is a martial king. ”

"That is, the young city lord is already a disciple of the Great Wilderness Sect, and soon an elder will come to pick up people, and outsiders dare to be presumptuous in the city?"

"The earth bun from Sword City, it's not as good as being born, unless he's a woman, hahaha. ”

"Hehe, brothers, who will see tonight with the clouds?"

“......”

Ling Xingchen couldn't help but shake his head when he heard these words, no wonder he was still a mid-level martial artist in his twenties and thirties. He has a restrained breath, except for the martial arts masters who can feel his sharpness, ordinary people can't see it, let alone his cultivation realm.

He couldn't help but think of Egypt, one of the four ancient civilizations, which was backward in development, and the only thing he could get his hands on was the Sphinx and a few pyramids. I am afraid that this is the only nation in the world that can be proud of the mausoleums of our ancestors, and we are still living in the glory created by our ancestors.

Elder Chu told him that there was also a disciple here, and he estimated that this senior brother was just a silver-like wax spearhead.

The words of these guards guarding the city made him Elder Chu a little surprised when he saw Ling Xingchen's calm demeanor, it was really rare to be so calm at such a young age. This cultivation is more like a literati, where is there a little bit of a warrior?

But if anyone thinks like this, once they fight, they will definitely not know how they died!

The martial arts are upright and cannot stand the humiliation! If we change the others, it is estimated that these guards guarding the city are already screaming and wailing at this moment, and they will not even see the sun tomorrow.