Many years ago, in the era when Shangguan Xianchen was rampant in the world when he was just starting out, there was a loose sword immortal who had no door and no faction, but with one person and one sword, he occupied half of the country in southern Xinjiang. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

His name is still unknown.

The first time he set foot in the Central Plains, he was invited by Long Yunqing, the lord of Dragon City, to join forces to fight against Shangguan Xianchen, who landed from the East China Sea. As a result, together with Long Yunqing, he became the cornerstone of Shangguan Xianchen's prestige.

This nameless sword immortal is even more miserable than Long Yunqing, at least Long Yunqing also left a name and the name of a dragon city lord, but he left nothing, in later legends, he replaced his existence with a vague Mr. Dongxing.

In fact, he didn't die, he became Shangguan Xianchen's great sword slave.

Others may not know about this old matter, but the Daoist Sect is a great true person who knows the reason.

Xichen Dazhen's palm was overturned, and there was a little spark jumping out of his palm, at first glance, it seemed to be inferior to the light of the candle, but in the eyes of the big sword slave, it was a sea of fire.

At the beginning, Weichen and Xichen teamed up to destroy the Molun Temple, which did not have a free realm, and Xichen used this spark to break through the mountain gate of the Molun Temple.

The stream dust flicked its fingers, and the spark moved with it.

The red dot, which was as small as a spark, began to expand rapidly during its flight, and when it was still three zhang away from the Great Sword Slave, it had turned into a sea of fire, like a brilliant fire cloud at sunset.

The Great Sword Slave's face became solemn, and he took a step forward in the void, slowly raising his sword and pointing forward.

Sword twenty-one, the sword that breaks the void with reality.

The three-foot Qingfeng in his hand is real, and the sea of fire in front of him is empty.

A sword was handed out, and the initial sight was not good.

A moment later, the sea of fire was split in two from it.

Xichen was indifferent to this scene, and also took a step forward, the end of the world was close at hand, and he came to the front of the big sword slave in an instant, and a white jade hook appeared in his palm, which seemed to slash at the waist of the big sword slave lightly.

The big sword slave's body was fluctuating, and at the same time as dodging the Tianji hook, a sword swept away, and countless sword qi fell in the sky in an instant, truly forming a grand occasion of sword qi like rain.

Xichen chuckled, waved his sleeves, and forcibly blocked the majestic sword qi with his own strong vitality.

The big sword slave was expressionless, holding the sword in one hand, and the whole person drew a straight line in mid-air, not like a sword fairy with a thousand miles of imperial sword, but like a swordsman who fought a duel with people in the world, there were not too many mysterious and indescribable magical means, only simple and simple, fast as thunder, powerful as thunder, and thunder with a sword.

Although Xichen twisted the sword of the Great Sword Slave with a Tianji hook, he failed to break the three-foot Qingfeng, and his body flew backwards, bringing a gust of wind howling.

Xichen slowly stabilized his body after retreating for nearly a hundred zhang in one go, in fact, he was not seriously injured, but more by taking advantage of the sword slave to open the distance between the two.

The means of pressing the bottom of the box by Xichen has never been in the magic power of the Dao, let alone in the magic weapon flying sword, but in the word formation.

Xichen's hands formed a Dao trick, and the Dao bun on his head spread out on his own, and his white hair danced wildly.

The big sword slave began to run forward with his sword, and the whole person and the sword in his hand became one, and then turned into a horizontal thunder, which swept through the sky in an instant.

If you talk about swordsmanship, Shangguan Xianchen, who was defeated by Zichen twice, but also stepped on the threshold of the immortal realm, is a well-deserved first person, although he has not really stepped into the immortal realm, but he is already invincible in the world. And the big sword slave, who is nearly 100 years old, is undoubtedly the second person in the sword path under Shangguan Xianchen, although Xiao Yu also uses a sword, but his cultivation is too complicated, regardless of the premise of combat power, it is difficult to compete with the old man on the way of the sword that is known for its purity.

The old man's sword was like a bamboo, and he broke through the twelve large and small interceptor qi machines one after another.

However, when the blade of the sword was still three inches away from the stream dust, no matter how the old man used the sword, he could not touch the stream dust in the slightest.

This is the end of the world.

And the wind arose, and the sky was full of clouds.

If someone looks closely, they will notice that everything around the two of them is starting to blur.

It is as if it is an ink painting that is constantly diluted by water, first blurry, then bizarre, and finally chaotic.

People in the world say that immortals can scatter beans into soldiers, turn stones into gold, move mountains and seas, fly to the sky, draw the ground as a prison, and bring the dead back to life.

Xichen's hand is to draw the ground as a prison.

As long as the Great Sword Slave in the prison kills Xichen, he must first break the cage before he can touch the Xichen outside the prison.

The expression on the big sword slave's face became more and more solemn, he first collected the sword, and then handed the sword, but he collected the sword halfway through the sword, and so on several times, but still did not really hand over a sword.

On the other hand, Xichen's hands flipped quickly, bringing out a dazzling finger shadow.

At the same time, little by little, starry points of light continue to appear in the sky.

Dot.

High in the sky, it claims to be a world, and there is no iron cavalry fighting below, and everything is quiet.

At this time, after many attempts, the big sword slave finally took a step forward, and the long sword in his hand left his hand for the first time and swept forward.

This sword pierced the cage portal, shattered the small world, and allowed the big sword slave to finally regain his freedom.

However, at this time, there were no pupils in Xichen Zhenren's eyes, only the endless deep starry sky remained, and among them, there were stars disillusioned, and the stars were shifting, and Xichen Zhenren's hands were even more complicated and difficult to understand.

Just as there are more and more points of light in the stars, under the blue sky, it is actually outlining a vast starry sky that can only exist at night.

With the control of Xichen Zhenren, they began to change their positions constantly, and the stars seemed to have no rules to follow, but everywhere they went, the light faded, and even the sound was silenced, and the surrounding environment began to change towards the starry sky.

This is a big array! The name is also very simple and straightforward, it is called a large array of dots.

A point is a star.

The Daoist Sect's Mountain Gate Great Array has 36,000 points, so it is called the Zhou Tian Xingchen Great Array.

Although the star-studded array set out by the Xichen Dao people this time did not reach the 3,600 points of the extreme strength of a single person, it was still as much as 2,700 points, even if it was not the peak power, but the person in front of him was not Shangguan Xianchen who had fought in the Eastern Capital at the beginning.

As soon as the big sword slave came out of the cage, he entered the big array.

The big sword slave stretched out his hand to wipe a sword, and said calmly: "Sword twenty-six." ”

A sword was handed out, not earth-shattering, like a phantom, mixed in the scattered stars, and there was no trace of half of it.

Sword twenty-six, a sword of Yuwei, a sword with a small break, a sword with a little to break a side.

A sword is extremely small, and a burst is very large.

At this moment, within the large array, there was a sword moving forward extremely slowly, and the entire large array seemed to be unable to stop this sword.

Xichen's face was calm and he said a loose word.

The big array dispersed with a bang.

From a burst to more than 2,700 stars, permeating the dust around the stream.

Yuwei returned with a sword in vain.

Xichen said another ligature.

The big array took shape in an instant.

In the end, with a wave of Xichen's sleeves, the stars in the array were really like rain.