The full force of the ten directions seemed to shatter half of the sky.

His act just now was a bit like a sacrificial attack that shook the foundation of his own immortality, and the phantom of the Immortal Buddha, which was quite related to the sincerity of the Ten Directions, dissolved into the sword body, and then exploded in the air.

Although compared with the previous battle with Dugu Jialuo in the Kunlun Mountains, it is not as good as the kind of martial arts that Dugu Jialuo used to hit the martial arts, but it is also a big loss of Shifang Jucheng's own martial arts foundation.

However, Shifang Jucheng didn't seem to care, he seemed to be determined to test the tenacity of his martial arts here, if he failed here, it would only prove that his current martial arts path of Shifang Jucheng had not yet come to an end, and the previous mentality of feeling that there was no way out after becoming an immortal was really ridiculous.

And since I, Shifang Jucheng, chose to make a move here, for these juniors in the rivers and lakes, there is no need to discuss any more reasons, so it is of course my Shifang Jucheng to blame myself for provoking this unfathomable old man behind him.

In the final analysis, I am just a swordsman, never a sword immortal, just a very ordinary Jianghu person, who loves to be strong, greedy for fame, complacent, and dedicated to martial arts to the top. So if you die on the way to the top, it's not a rare thing that will make too many waves.

If it fails, it's even more ordinary.

Shifang Jucheng's eyes were shining, and the power of his move had exploded. The first to be hit was naturally the old man holding the sword, and the center of the explosion was already an invisible blinding white.

The second is the aftermath of diffusion.

The aftermath was so small! Xie Shengwan and Xie Lingfu, who were originally standing on the ground as if they were facing a great enemy, and wanted to exchange their heroic enlightenment for a glimmer of life for the rest of the people, both found that the power of the aftermath was not threatening, and the two of them could easily disperse the overflowing sword qi.

After a brief moment of shock, both men saw a surprise in each other's eyes.

The two resisted and retreated, slowly evacuating from this dangerous battlefield.

It stands to reason that with the power of the sword of the Ten Directions Jucheng, it can't be just like this, even if the Ten Directions Jucheng uses the advanced cultivation of the immortal realm to compress the sword qi into a very small square circle, in order to pursue the ultimate killing power rather than the leakage of the sword qi, but it can't be just such a strength.

The reason comes from Gu Qianqiu!

In the center of the explosion, the white light slowly dissipated, and the figure of the old man emerged slightly embarrassed, no longer the leisurely appearance of the light and breezy before. I saw that Gu Qianqiu did not maintain the previous posture of bearing one hand behind and one hand in front, but holding the sword of Shifang Jucheng with both hands, the sleeves of the old man's hands had already been broken, and the clothes on his body were all sword marks of different degrees and depths.

Gu Qianqiu chose to take this sword hard, and even forcibly tore almost all of the sword qi and killing power to his side, preventing them from leaking. Only then did a few scattered sword qi become deadly.

Gu Qianqiu's slightly embarrassed figure at this time did not make people feel funny at all, but instead produced an incomprehensible chill. It's an instinctive fear of things that are beyond the norm.

How strong is this old man in front of him? This is a powerful blow from the Martial Dao Immortal.

Just cut dozens of cuts in his clothes?

Gu Qianqiu shook off his broken sleeves and laughed, not at all affected by the appearance. He flicked the sword back to Shifang Jucheng and said, "Very good, very good, it's really enjoyable." Ten directions are sincere, do you really want to know what this immortal realm above the third order and nine realms of martial arts is, and it has been concluded early on the rivers and lakes that the rumor that the road of martial arts will come to an end of immortality is true? ”

Shifang Jucheng took the hilt of his sword and looked at the old man in silence.

Gu Qianqiu stared at Shifang Jucheng, and after a long time, he showed a disdainful smile and said, "Immortality, it's just the tattered realm that everyone is pursuing." ”

The old man took a deep breath, looked at Shifang Jucheng, who was a little puzzled, and said slowly: "It was a long time ago, at that time, there were many people who had entered the so-called immortal realm, and at that time, it was not called 'immortal', it was called 'earth immortal'. The long road of martial arts is three orders and nine realms, once it crosses this hurdle, it opens a gap with the general martial artists in the world, and the people at that time called it 'earth immortals', as if they were showing off their superiority, but this is just the self-comfort of ordinary people, the separation of 'earth immortals' and 'heavenly immortals', that is the real end of martial arts, but unfortunately this barrier, at that time, few people broke it, let alone in the current rivers and lakes. And the current so-called 'immortal' name, don't you think it's the same as that 'earth immortal', it's all laughable? It's just that after stepping through this realm, he has correspondingly lived a little longer than ordinary martial artists, and he dared to call it 'immortal' without shame? In this river and lake that has passed for so many years, sure enough, Wufu is the most ignorant group of people, who do not respect the sky and ghosts, and hold a three-foot sword, they want to break the Shenzhou. So old man, I, I can't look down on this kind of person the most. ”

Gu Qianqiu slowly pulled out a fist fight, which was extremely simple and majestic, as if a big day was slowly rising from where his fists met.

Shifang Jucheng was shocked.

Gu Qianqiu's fist was already ready to go.

The old man finally said: "It seems that you yourself have the corresponding consciousness, don't say that people can't help themselves in the rivers and lakes, since you have chosen to make a move, then there is nothing to complain about dying here." This is the rivers and lakes, many people think it's funny, how do you know that this is often a place where you can never recover if you take a wrong step, even if he is a swordsman like Shifang Jucheng. ”

Shifang Jucheng sighed imperceptibly.

Sure enough, this is the only time that Shifang Jucheng has been involuntary since he entered the rivers and lakes, but sometimes people can't make a mistake. After watching this time, I really can't escape an ending of driving a sword and dragging a sword away.

Ten parties clenched the sword in their hands. At the last moment, the doomed swordsman suddenly had a wonderful feeling, in his hand, is the sword?

Yes.

A swordsman has a sword in his hand, but what he thinks at this moment is to close his eyes and die with peace of mind?

Shifang Jucheng chuckled in his heart.

It's an idea that ordinary swordsmen wouldn't have, but now it has appeared on him, who is known as the "Sword Immortal" in the rivers and lakes. Jucheng shook his head, and then opened his eyes suddenly.

Yes, he is not qualified to say this, even if he made a choice that went against his heart for some reason, but at this moment he still wanted to say a word.

I haven't given up this sword in my hand, how can I lose my will to fight?

Ten parties raised their swords.

The positions are different, each fighting for itself, against the original heart, worthy of the sword.

In front of him, Gu Qianqiu had already begun to charge.

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In a high-rise building, there is a woman alone in the dark, through the moonlight, it can be vaguely seen that she is a beautiful woman, even if she wears a veil on her head, it is difficult to hide her pure temperament.

The only pair of eyes that were exposed stared at the battlefield of Yulan Tower, and saw Gu Qianqiu's appearance and his ultimate martial arts, which was truly an invincible martial artist.

The woman sneered: "It's a pity that you Gu Qianqiu can't do it a few times, a dead old immortal, who has been breathing for so many years, will soon see the day when you will die well." ”

The woman's smile trembled, and the corners of her eyes were painted with strange purple makeup.

After a long time, the woman raised her head, and a tear slipped through the corner of her eye. It was a gaffe that no one had ever seen, not even the other nine so-called "thrones" that worked together.

Woman facing the moon on a tall building, raising her hands and singing silently.

She also remembered an old song, which was an indelible memory even in the ages. The woman sang silently, and suddenly closed her mouth, and at this moment there was a sly gaze and a slight shyness in her eyes, and she forgot the words.

Then the woman's forehead was bruised, her eyes instantly became fierce, staring at the battlefield in the distance, and her mouth kept muttering: "It's all your fault, it's all your fault, it would have been a good story." Gu Qianqiu! ”

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At the top of Xuanyuan Mountain, Xiang Banyue had already drunk all the wine on the side.

He picked up the empty jars one by one and set them up. When he was done, he clapped his hands.

Then Xiang Banyue slapped her head as if she remembered something.

Then, a figure flew out in an instant, came to the opposite mountain, and was startled by a burst of birds and beasts, and the mountain was restless for a moment, but the water Jiao who liked to call before did not move at all at the moment, and was very honest.

Xiang Banyue grabbed the huge copper tripod that he kicked over just now, and the copper tripod itself was not damaged in the slightest. This quality is really leveraged, worthy of the Vermilion Bird Ding handed down from ancient times.

Overlord Xiang Banyue stood by the waterhole infested by the water Jiao, and said lightly: "I don't care if you are really a thief or what, you can jump anywhere in this Xuanyuan Mountain, and it's okay to call it, but if the next time I come back, the two thatched huts, the wine cellar, and this Vermilion Bird Ding have a little problem, I will take your snake gall to make wine and drink." ”

A small circle of water ripples on the surface of the deep pool.

Xiang Banyue smiled, turned around and left with the huge copper tripod.

Coming to the mountain in front of him and putting the huge Vermilion Bird Bronze Tripod back in place, Xiang Banyue glanced at his arms.

His arms were wrapped in bandages, which was once Xiang Banyue's fist sealing on himself, and his fist was sitting in Xuanyuan Mountain.

At this moment, the bandages fell off little by little, and Xiang Banyue's aura became heavier and heavier. It was as if the overlord who had really descended on the world opened his eyes.

Shui Jiao, who felt this aura, realized that Xiang Banyue was really just playing with it before.

Xiang Banyue glanced at the thatched hut, wine jar and copper tripod that had been placed by herself, and smiled.

Now that Brother Yang came back, he saw Xuanyuan Mountain that was cleaned up so well, I am afraid that he would have to laugh in his heart, where can I find such a good Taoist friend.

Xiang Banyue's fists collided, and the entire Xuanyuan Mountain trembled slightly.

After many years, "Overlord" Xiang Banyue is ready to come out of Xuanyuan?