The twenty-one swords in front of the Holy Spirit Sword Technique are just the roots of flowers, and the twenty-second swords are just branches and leaves, and they must wait until there is the twenty-third change before the flowers will develop, and the twenty-third sword of the Sword Master is the real flower. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Without this last sword, this sword technique would be worthless.

The last sword, from mortal to immortal, into a cocoon into a butterfly!

As a swordsman, looking at the sword in front of him, Wang Chan's eyes also showed a different kind of brilliance due to excitement.

At this time, Wang Chan seemed to be a different person.

Only the sword is the real goal of his life, his true life! As long as the sword can live forever, it has become irrelevant whether his own life can exist or not.

At this moment, Wang Chan's whole person suddenly turned into a sword, and a clear sword roar suddenly sounded in the sword domain.

It is unbelievable that a voice can be heard in the sword domain that is still and deprived of everything, but it is the truth. Perhaps only another equally peerless sword could traverse the sword realm.

Wang Chan didn't have a sword in his hand, because he was the sharpest sword in the world at this time.

The sword aura and murderous aura on his body were very heavy, as if the sky was full of clouds. Then he drew his sword.

The sword stabbed out, and suddenly the dark clouds in the sky were removed, and the sun appeared. It's not the kind of warm sunshine, but the scorching sun, which is as red as blood.

In the entire sword domain, there was a strange vibration.

Immediately after that, the dazzling light covered the entire three-branch field, and the light quickly dissipated.

Another change took place in the field.

It was as if everyone had suddenly been lifted and was free to move.

But Fang had just been injured by the sword intent, and if he moved again at this time, the wound immediately erupted, and suddenly the flesh and blood flew sideways, howling miserably, mixed with a tide of blood, as if this place had turned into despair...... Ahh

The breeze blew and a reassuring laugh rang out.

"I am not alone......"

Wang Chan raised his head slightly, only to see the sword saint's body turn into wisps of green smoke, and finally disappear with the wind.

Wang Chan still maintained the posture of drawing his sword at this time.

Tick tock.....

Drops of crimson blood trickled from his chest to the ground, pooling with pools of blood all over the ground.

In the face of this earth-destroying sword, Wang Chan was still injured after all, but the injury was not as serious as he imagined. However, the sword intent with the aura of destruction entered his body and penetrated deep into his bone marrow.

After encountering the heavenly thunder quenching body, now Wang Chan is going to enjoy the feeling of Ling Chi again.

However, there are naturally benefits, Wang Chan can just take advantage of this to comprehend the essence of the sword intent of the twenty-three swords, and finally digest them into his own cultivation resources.

At this time, it is still more than half a year before he returns, and Wang Chan must recover from his injuries during this time, and it is too dangerous to return to the main world with an injured body at this time.

Hit the small one, come the old one, who knows if there are any old monsters hidden in Xuantian Sect, even if Xuantian Sect does not, Wang Chanke still offended the Wang family, the Ye family, and the Zhang family..... It can be said that the top forces in Qingzhou Realm, Wang Chan almost offended one by one.

And with Wang Chan's talent, he believes that with half a year's comprehension, he should be able to comprehend and digest most of this sword intent, and even if he can't turn mortal in one step, I'm afraid it will be almost the same.

Of course, the water in the Fengyun World is also very deep, so in the next period of time, Wang Chan plans to focus on safety, and some things that should not be touched should be better in the future.

"Ahh

At this moment, a terrible scream suddenly came from a distance.

Wang Chan turned his head to look, his eyes narrowed slightly, there was a place of house arrest.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Chan saw a red figure pop out of the room, with a rebellious face, full of blood, the corners of his mouth, and fierce eyes.

Wolf ambition, this is Wang Chan's first impression when he sees the broken waves.

And at this time, the wolf finally tore its original master apart.

Wang Chan looked at the fierce eyes of the broken waves like a wolf, his face was indifferent, there was no sadness or joy, and then he slowly raised his right hand.

Sou!

An incomparably powerful sword qi burst out of the air and shot towards the broken waves. And in the end, all he left in this world was his unwilling and stunned expression, and the evil and monstrous Huolin Sword.

Wang Chan stretched out his hand and shook it, and the Huolin Sword was in his hand, and he turned to leave.

......

After leaving the World Society, Wang Chan went all the way north, and in addition to cultivating, he drank fine wine, ate delicious food, and watched beautiful women, and he naturally would not miss the three beautiful things in life.

On this day, I arrived in Nan'an Town.

This town is close to the mountains and the sea, and it is a place where business travelers gather, and the people in the town are luxurious and peaceful.

The most famous place in the town is the Nightboat, which is a high-roller's nest of gold, eating, drinking, and singing every night. But tonight, there was a sudden and unusual silence of the noise.

Everyone suddenly stopped moving, and their eyes converged on the door.

A person slowly stepped in at the door. I saw that his face was full of indifference and his body was full of coldness.

Wang Chan raised his eyes and saw that this person was wearing half an iron mask on his face, and his whole person had a long breath, obviously a master. And he could clearly feel that when the iron-masked man in front of him entered the room, the atmosphere in the room suddenly changed strangely.

And the iron-masked man sat down calmly and calmly as if he was unaware.

In an instant, the bustling nightless fat shrouded a dead silence, and the birds immediately stopped their sounds, and the atmosphere quickly suffocated.

The iron-masked man's surroundings were empty, except for a white-clothed young man still sitting nearby, but seeing him thoughtfully, he seemed to be unaware of the iron-masked man's coming.

He clenched the knife in his hand with one hand, and his whole body looked like he was going to carry out a big thing that he had to do, and he was sweating all over.

Everyone's eyes were on the iron-masked man, but Wang Chan just glanced at it and then withdrew his gaze, for him, this white-clothed young man was more interesting than the iron-masked man.

At this moment, the tiger burst into laughter in the silence.

The laughter was heard by four people, one man and three women, who crowded through the doorway.

The man was holding a sword, and the woman was a prostitute from a green house, and the four of them chose an empty table near the young man in their clothes and sat down.

The shopkeeper immediately walked over and asked respectfully, "Guest officer, what kind of wine and food do you order?"

The man hugged left and right, and said in a loud voice: "Beauty, what do you like to eat?"

"I'm going to eat fish and bear's paws. ”

The last beautiful woman poked the man's head with her fingers and grinned: "Hehe, I want to eat you!"

The man laughed happily: "Haha...... Great! Bring all the best food and drinks here!"

Xiao Er answered, and was busy preparing the dishes, and the four of them were playing again.

Laughter filled every corner.

Only the young man in white still hung his head and held the knife, and his whole body was as tight as a full bowstring.

(To be continued.) )