Chapter 149: Immortal Killing Demon Sword

Under Wu Feng's stunned gaze, Dugu Jian's fingers swiped nostalgically across the body of the silver sword, and the jade-handled silver sword suddenly emitted a crisp and high sword groan, full of eye-catching spirituality! Then his palm slammed into the air, and the silver sword pierced the air and floated in front of Wu Feng......

"Master, you are ......"

"This sword, with me to fight for a lifetime, is called the Demon Sword of Killing! It was originally a nine-grade source weapon, but it was later awakened and evolved after being contaminated with demon blood, and successfully entered the ranks of immortals! It's just that the battle made the sword spirit it had just condensed seriously injured and slumbered, and now it only has the shell of the immortal product, and there is no immortal soul ......"

Dugu Jian said with some regret, this is the partner who accompanied him in the fight for life and death all his life, but now it has become so miserable, it can't help but make him feel a little heartache. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After hearing this, Wu Feng shook his head, hugged a fist and said in a deep voice: "Senior! Wu Feng calls you a master, it is not your resource wealth, the predecessor has fought for this heaven and earth all his life, and the heroic and heroic death is difficult for Wu Feng to admire! Today, I have to take the inheritance of the predecessor and draw the sword more than the opportunity, and I should take myself as my responsibility, and serve the predecessor as a master, this is where the righteousness lies, and the Tao exists." Please also ask Master to take this sword back ......"

The youthful words are like an autumn rain, silently polishing all things... The softness in Dugu Jian's eyes became stronger and stronger, and he looked at Wu Feng as if he was looking at his own children and grandchildren.

Dugu Jian gently pushed the sword in front of Wu Feng again, he smiled as if he was very pleased, and suddenly his palm slashed into the void, and in the blink of an eye, a dazzling white light flashed on the Demon Slaying Sword. Dugu Jian's body trembled violently, and his face became much older for a while......

"I've severed my connection with the Demon Slaying Sword...... This sword is not just a gift for the teacher to give you, it is also a kind of responsibility! Take it... Continue to protect this world for the teacher......"

The Dugu Sword was rapidly aging and disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the connection between the Demon Slaying Sword that had just been severed was like cutting off the energy that supplied his remnant soul to continue to stay in the world. Now that the energy has been cut off, his remnant body has finally ushered in the last moment.

"Master!"

Wu Feng's expression was shocked, and he stepped forward to grab Dugu Jian's wrist, but the moment his palm just touched Dugu Jian's wrist, his wrist suddenly began to dissolve...... Wu Feng's palm grabbed an air.

"Don't be sad, I was originally a person who had died and turned into the earth, and today I am fortunate to have a trace of my remnant soul and leave it to pass on the Taoist lineage, I am very happy! Hahaha...... Disciple, I have only you as the heir to the mantle in my life, and before leaving, I have a word for the teacher I want to give you. ”

Wu Feng's face was sad, he clenched his fists heavily and bowed his head and said, "Master, please speak!"

"Alas...... Today, I hope that you can hold this sword, continue the great cause that we have accomplished, and shoulder this heavy responsibility......! Can you do it?"

Dugu Jian's body was dying rapidly, and most of it had disappeared in just a dozen breaths... However, he didn't care about this, he kept looking at Wu Feng quietly with a heavy smile, coming from afar, a sad sense of the end of the hero, surging in the sky!

Wu Feng's nose was sour, and an inexplicable heaviness suddenly surged into his heart. He took a deep breath and no longer hesitated, grabbed the hilt of the jade-like gentle and radiant sword, supported his body and suddenly knelt down on one knee, and said solemnly: "Master rest assured, the disciple will definitely carry on the master's last wish and continue to protect this land......!

At the moment when Wu Feng's last word fell, Dugu Jian's body finally disappeared completely... But at the last moment, he still left a satisfied and relieved look back at this world.

Dugu Jian is gone, he is not the Great Emperor! Nor did he leave a shocking ancient and modern exploit for the whole world...... But with his meager body, he resolutely threw himself into the battle for heaven and earth, and died as much as any emperor... In fact, in the entire Wanyu World, how many unknown little people like Dugu Jian threw themselves into the huge meat grinder of the war between heaven and earth.

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In the ancient and eternal huge gray stone square, Wu Feng knelt on one knee alone and did not stand up for a long time, he held the Demon Slaying Sword in his hand, because he didn't know how to face the last moment of such a hero of heaven and earth.

Wu Feng's fingers gently slid over the gentle hilt of the sword, and he lowered his head and was silent... He is no longer the stunned young man who just started to emerge, the pawn tomb, the seventh cave master, and the Dugu sword...... Scenes from the past kept flashing in his mind like pictures one after another, and every time he met these dead powerhouses, Wu Feng sincerely felt that the huge responsibility in his heart was a little heavier.

At this moment, Wu Feng finally had a feeling that the burden on his shoulders was as heavy as a mountain!

Wu Feng slowly raised his head, looking at the Demon Killing Sword and the Silver Sword in his hand, and the incomparable determination gradually condensed in his dark eyes.

I see commitment as a mountain......

He took a few deep breaths, and then resolutely slapped the small silver sword on his forehead!

Wow!

The silver-white light like a fairy glow was completely wrapped in Wu Feng's body in an instant, and in the silver light, you could clearly feel a very terrifying and ancient strong sword battle intent!

The sword intent is as vast as the stars, blending with the silver-white fairy glow, revealing a strange mystery. The huge ancient gray stone square once again fell silent, and a journey of nirvana belonging to Wu Feng really began......

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In the outside world, the energy domain realm of golden light, colored fire, and silver sword intent, all of which possessed destructive power at the same time, completely blocked all the strong outside.

Countless lines of sight between heaven and earth converged on the eight light lights that loomed in the deepest part, silently silent. They were all waiting, waiting for the end of the Eight Great Cave Heavens to activate the Eight Desolations Sect Master Hall, and then they could put together one last hand......

The scuffle between the last two ancient keys has long since ended, silencing all the human powerhouses in heaven and earth... Because, Qiankun Cave and Jiulong Mountain did not wait to protect the ancient key, the former was taken away by the black dragon, and the latter was taken by the Demon Rhino King.

The two hegemon-level top forces suffered heavy losses, and the ending cannot be described as miserable. The strong people led by him suffered heavy casualties, and after the battle, someone turned the door to make a statistic, and the two major forces fell to make a statistic that the powerhouses of the Creation Realm were no more than two hands, and Ning Wei'an and Luo Li were both seriously injured.

It can be said that the two major forces have been greatly injured, and they are fundamentally shaking, and they are unable to continue to snatch the sovereignty of the next main hall.

For this result, all the strong people in the world have a sense of sadness and sadness for the dead fox, and they have witnessed the collapse of the top forces of the two pyramids!

At the same time, the League of Gods and Liuhe Village also had a hard time, and like Qiankun Cave and Jiulong Mountain, they also suffered devastating blows against a large number of beast kings. The Twin Infant Kings, the leader of the Alliance of the Gods, were beheaded on the spot, and seven or eight out of ten Creation Realm powerhouses in his department were left in this ancient land forever. The situation of Liuhezhai and the Alliance of the Gods is similar, and the remaining strong people who escaped in the end are not as good as three or four out of ten before they first came......

Of course, the losses of the Warcraft Beast Kings are also unprecedentedly huge, and in the face of the joint efforts of the four top forces of the pyramid in the human world, they also have nearly forty Beast Kings falling. It also included the invincible Blue Eagle King, which was beheaded by Ning Wei'an and Luo Li's joint efforts, so Ning Wei'an and Luo Li also paid the price of serious injuries.

Everyone's eyes are red!

However, in the end, the balance of victory was still on the side of the terrifying Warcraft lineup, and the four major human powerhouses were strongly defeated, and a large number of strong people were killed! The spurting of Wang blood soaked the main piece of the earth red, and the rich and pungent smell of blood lingered for a long time, and the scene was as terrifying as a bloody field of Shura......

While all the powerhouses were quietly waiting for the end of the Eight Cave Heavens, at the bottom of the Seven Star Abyss on the edge of the Eight Desolation Sect Ruins, there was an unwilling roar that resounded angrily!

This is a strange space of its own, the sky is gray, the eye is an endless gray-yellow grassland, and a yellow river zigzags all the way to the horizon... Far away in the sky, the outline of a huge mountain stood resolutely, a dead silence that could smell it in the air......

On the route of both banks of the Yellow River, there are a large number of dense white bones, which are obviously dead not long ago, and the bones have not yet had time to decompose.

In the area as far as the eye could see, there was an old figure at this moment who collapsed weakly on the bank of the side of the river, and if you looked closely, its face was the Hongxi Ge who had separated from Wu Feng and the others not long ago!

At this time, Hongxi Ge's vitality seemed to be slowly being emptied, and the originally old face was even more withered at this time, and a trace of black death could be faintly seen on it!

Hongxi Ge's eyes were fierce and angry, and his body tried to crawl forward, he didn't want to die... He has successfully plucked the flowers of the other side, and the life of his granddaughter Red Dream Butterfly has been saved......! He wants to get out quickly, he wants to get out before Wu Feng finishes everything and comes in.

He came in, so he knew the horror of it. He couldn't let Wu Feng take his life for nothing...

But he struggled hard for a long time, and finally he couldn't lift his breath and crawled heavily on the ground. The endless darkness in front of me was like a tidal wave, surging in and threatening to completely drown out all the light.

Hongxi Ge was unwilling, he used the last strength of his body to fight his last breath, looked up to the sky and roared: "Huangquan, it is really Huangquan......"

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Tick......

In the third cave heaven in the thick viscous source qi white mist, Wu Feng's body sat quietly, and the exclusive saber sword that belonged to the third cave Tiandugu sword continued to spin and fly beside him.

The bright and dazzling silver-white light is like a fairy glow, and it is extremely bright!

The ancient and vast sea of sword intent enveloped Wu Feng's whole person, his eyes closed tightly, and his expression was solemn. Finger pinching, with the passage of time, Wu Feng's whole person's momentum began to rise, becoming more and more sharp!

Among them, there is a mysterious fluctuation of the meaning of an ancient avenue, looking from a distance, Wu Feng is like a peerless ancient sword waiting to be born in the sword mound, if it is not out, it is amazing!

Click......

In the silent graystone square, where there was no concept of time, there was a crisp clicking sound.

Wu Feng, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly moved, and then his pitch-black eyes opened suddenly, and an extremely rich silver light shot out from it, and at the same time, a monstrous sword intent swept out of Wu Feng's body like a volcanic eruption, stirring up the Nine Heavens Wind and Cloud!

A ray of essence light flashed in Wu Feng's eyes, and then he suddenly looked at the Demon Killing Sword in his left hand, and then his right hand was so fast that he couldn't see his movements, and a sword had already been swung out.

The terrifying sword light compressed into a white line flashed as fast as a frightening flash, and with a snort, a black line appeared in the middle of an optimus stone pillar not far away, and then with a bang, it fell heavily on the ground, stirring up thousands of feet of smoke and dust!

Wu Feng looked at this sword with joy and satisfaction, this speed had greatly surpassed the Escape Sword that he was good at, and this was the time from drawing the sword to the sword coming out......

What is a sword draw?

At this time, Wu Feng's heart already had a clear understanding, the so-called key to drawing the sword is on that one pulling word, it can be said that all the things in this set of martial arts are centered on the core of the pulling word!

Draw the sword and decide, only the general will shoot once, and the sword will be drawn once. When the sword is drawn, the day when the opponent is bloodied......

According to the records in it, this sword drawing duel and sword holding duel are the two strongest swordsmanship in ancient times, and there is no three!

It's a pity that Wu Feng only has the first part of the sword duel here, according to the record in the text, this sword duel should have three parts: upper, middle and lower.

Wu Feng felt a little regretful, he had truly realized the true meaning of this sword drawing duel, although there was no distinct level of sword drawing duel, but it was actually a cultivator's own perception of the way of the sword to enhance the power,

The stronger the sword cultivator's perception of the way of the sword, the more powerful the sword drawing duel he can use! But no matter how much he perceives, can he compare with Wu Feng, who has sword intent?

Only a sword cultivator with sword intent can truly unleash the power of this sword drawing duel!

But only the lame limitations of the first part limit the possibility of Wu Feng to continue to go further, judging from the information obtained by Wu Feng in it, the first part of the sword duel only has the technical ability to shoot a sword, and the middle part has two swords, and the second part has three swords... As soon as the fusion of the three articles reaches its peak, it can draw tens of millions of swords with a shot, and the power will shock the gods!

Wu Feng immediately shook his head, no longer thinking about it so much, with the previous part, it was enough for him at present! Now with his overall strength and this sword drawing duel, even if he encounters an ordinary Martial Emperor Realm powerhouse, he will dare to touch it! This is the strong confidence brought by strength......

"It seems that I can only slowly find out the whereabouts of the middle and second chapters in the future......" Wu Feng said thoughtfully, but as soon as he finished saying this, he laughed a little self-deprecatingly: "Even the master only found the first part in ancient times, and now it is even more vicissitudes, and the possibility of finding it is simply too slim......"

"I can only take one step at a time......! It's time to collect the debt......"

Wu Feng's face was cold, and a hideous murderous intent quietly crossed through his slightly reddened eyes......

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