The entrance of the Scripture Pavilion.

Jian Ming Daoist hummed a little song in his mouth, and was about to close the pavilion door and go home.

At this moment, a sword roar suddenly sounded, reaching up to the sky.

The old Taoist priest who was closing the door turned his head sharply and looked behind him.

Behind him, a sword aura was bright and dazzling, and in a moment, it slashed through the clouds, leaving only a round of remnant sun in the air.

The sword goes with the long wind, blowing away the clouds.

Jian Ming Daoren was stunned for a moment, his eyes full of disbelief.

The aura around him was running, and he didn't even close the door of the pavilion, and stumbled towards Wang Wuyi's house.

In the blink of an eye, the Sword Ming Daoist had already arrived at his destination and saw Gu Changsheng with his eyes slightly closed.

Inside the house, Gu Changsheng sat cross-legged, and sword qi flew slowly around him, making sword sounds from time to time, resounding through the sky.

The Lightning Strike Wooden Sword lay quietly on Gu Changsheng's knees and didn't make any sound.

Looking at the Jian Ming Daoist who came in a hurry, Wang Wushu lowered his voice and explained a few words softly.

Feeling the condensed sword intent in the house, there was a trace of sentimentality in the eyes of the sword man, and he quietly walked to the corner of the room.

Looking at Gu Changsheng steadily, his eyes were a little confused, as if he was recalling something.

……

At night, the moon hung in the sky, and a few stars twinkled and shone faintly.

The sword qi in the room was no longer condensed, and it seemed to fly slowly around Gu Changsheng.

Gu Changsheng's own aura became more and more powerful, and he had a kind of unstoppable momentum.

Not far away, most of the backbone personnel of Yuqing Palace have arrived.

Everyone looked at Gu Changsheng and surrounded him, a bit like animals visiting a zoo......

Everyone's expressions are quite relaxed, only Li Xuanan is more special. His back molars were about to crush.

Caring for the immortal before appearing is more uncomfortable than killing him.

……

On the other side, Wang Wudi saw that Song Qinghuan was a little worried, and said lightly: "Don't worry, it should be over soon." ”

Song Qinghuan nodded, but he was still not completely relieved, his eyes were still staring at Gu Changsheng.

After a long time, all the sword qi disappeared, and Gu Changsheng opened his eyes, his eyes were very sharp.

With a long sigh of relief, he picked up the wooden sword on his lap and slowly stood up.

Looking around, Gu Changsheng spoke lightly.

"Take the "Yuqing Sword Technique", I want to engrave my name on the cover."

……

Li Xuan'an, who was watching from the sidelines, turned dark, turned around and left. Anela couldn't hold it back.

Song Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes were full of joy.

Everyone gathered around, wanting to ask Gu Changsheng how he felt now.

At this moment, an extremely indifferent voice sounded in the sky.

"Try the sword."

Hearing this voice, Jian Mingdao's pupils shook, and his eyes were full of horror.

A dignified overhaul turned out to be a little unstable.

Holding on to the wall and barely holding his body, Jian Mingdao's hands trembled unconsciously.

He closed his eyes in pain and muttered to himself, "It's him, it's him......"

Seeing the appearance of the Sword Ming Daoist, Wang Wushu also seemed to think of something, and his face changed slightly.

Wang Wushu hurriedly looked at Gu Changsheng, and shouted a little anxiously: "Changsheng be careful!" ”

In the chaos, Gu Changsheng didn't have any special feelings.

He stepped out of the room, looked up, and looked straight up.

Above Gu Changsheng, a long sword fell rapidly, rushing in the direction where he was.

Holding a wooden sword in his hand, Gu Changsheng stood calmly. He looked at the galloping sword, and there was no wave in his heart.

I don't know why, Gu Changsheng had a feeling that he seemed to recognize the sword.

Just in the blink of an eye, the long sword broke through the air and stopped in front of Gu Changsheng.

The sword body slowly turned, the tip of the sword pointed straight at Gu Changsheng, and the long sword floated quietly in mid-air.

There was sword intent around the long sword, and the momentum was incomparably magnificent.

Gu Changsheng looked at this sword, and his heart suddenly felt irritable, as if there was a knot in his chest.

"Try the sword."

The voice came again, and the tone still didn't fluctuate, and the speaker didn't seem to have a trace of emotion.

Then, the long sword shook slightly, and a sword roar was released, and the sound was magnificent and magnificent, and it was dignified to the extreme.

The sword intent emanating from the long sword was extremely condensed, giving Gu Changsheng a strong sense of threat.

Then, the long sword slowly stabbed towards Gu Changsheng, and the speed was extremely slow.

Somewhat incrediblely, from this long sword, a trace of contempt was felt.

"Retreat! Hurry back! ”

Behind Gu Changsheng, a hoarse roar sounded from the Sword Roaring Daoist.

The fear in his voice caused everyone's hearts to tremble.

can scare the catastrophe overhaul to such a realm, what is the origin of this long sword?

Hearing the words of the Sword Singing Daoist, Gu Changsheng originally wanted to retreat.

can be said to be inexplicable, he is very unwilling in his heart.

At this time, Xingchen Immortal's voice sounded: "Don't retreat!" Gu Changsheng, you cut that broken sword for me! ”

Gu Changsheng followed the prestige and found the Star Immortal standing not far away.

Her body trembled slightly, her eyes were red as she looked at the long sword, and her voice was even a little hysterical.

"Don't quit! Chop it! If you don't cut it, you won't be able to hold a sword in your life! ”

Having never seen an immortal like this, Gu Changsheng couldn't help but tremble.

On one side is the desperate and depressed Sword Singing Daoist, and on the other side is the crazy and determined Xingchen Immortal.

The two gave diametrically opposed advice.

The long sword slowly approached Gu Changsheng, and the speed was even a few points slower, as if he was not worried that he would escape at all.

Finally, looking back at the Sword Singing Daoist, Gu Changsheng had a rough guess in his heart.

The sword man said that his sword was called a broken sword. It's probably the masterpiece of the long sword in front of you.

Taking a deep breath, Gu Changsheng decided to follow his inner thoughts.

Just kidding, if you can't use a sword, how can you engrave your name on the cover of the sword trick?

He closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing, then opened his eyes again to look at the sword.

Slowly raising the wooden sword in his hand, Gu Changsheng's eyes were extremely firm.

Behind Gu Changsheng, seeing him react like this, the old Taoist priest sat on the ground dejectedly, and whispered to himself with empty eyes.

"The sword is going to be broken...... It's going to break......"

On the other side, Xingchen Immortal held his breath and looked at Gu Changsheng deadly, with a kind of madness in his eyes that had been suppressed for thousands of years.

His eyes narrowed, and Gu Changsheng didn't wait for the long sword to get close, but instead bullied him.

Running the Yuqing Dao Decision, he hid the sword qi in the wooden sword.

"Sword open peace!"

Gu Changsheng snorted lightly and slashed forward with his sword.

The two swords collided, and there was a brief silence in the field.

Then, a loud bang came out, shaking the entire Yuqing Palace.

A large amount of smoke and dust rose from the field, completely enveloping Gu Changsheng.

A moment later, a figure in the smoke and dust flew back and slammed into the wall of Wang Invincible's room.

The wall collapsed in an instant, and the house was in ruins.

The smoke and dust cleared, and the long sword still moved forward slowly, still shiny, and seemed to have not been damaged in the slightest.

In the ruins, Gu Changsheng pressed his right hand on his left shoulder and struggled to stand up.

Beneath his right hand was a penetrating wound, very close to the heart.

Blood flowed from between his fingers, staining his white robes red.

Song Qinghuan saw Gu Changsheng's appearance, his eyes were full of distress, but he didn't step forward.

She is an extremely intelligent woman, and she knows that she is only a Jin Dan cultivator, and she can't help anything.

With tears in his eyes, Song Qinghuan was a little helpless.

The Heavenly Master couldn't stand it anymore, and said angrily: "Don't you make a move?" If that sword is moved to the left a little, I am looking at the next Heavenly Master who will die! ”

The aura around the stubborn Taoist is running wildly, the Taoist robe is windless and automatic, and the realm of the consummation of the tribulation is exposed.

He looked at the long sword with a grim face, and Lei Jue had already pinched it.

And beside Song Qinghuan, Wang Wushu was also using the aura in his body and was ready to make a move.

Li Xuanan had already gone and returned, and when he saw such a posture, he also made a decision.

At this time, Xingchen Immortal's voice sounded again, making everyone slow down.

"When you make a move, you are cutting off his immortal path. Do less stupid things. ”

In the face of unknown things, the words of the immortals have to be listened to.

Wang Wushu thought for a moment, but still motioned for everyone to stop, and looked at Gu Changsheng with concern.

Gu Changsheng took a deep breath and straightened up.

In front of him, the long sword flew straight in, and with a slight shock, a sword aura was released, twisting the barrier between Gu Changsheng and it into powder.

Gu Changsheng's face was extremely pale.

At this time, a voice came from the sky: "Break the sword in your hand, you can not die." ”

As soon as the voice fell, the long sword, which was still slow, suddenly accelerated, and it was already close to each other.

Then the long sword stopped sharply and hung two meters in front of Gu Changsheng, as if he wanted to give him one last chance.

There was cold sweat on his forehead, and Gu Changsheng was horrified.

Calming down, he put his right hand down, and the wound on his left shoulder immediately bled profusely.

Raising the wooden sword with his right hand, Gu Changsheng muttered, "It's not the last moment, I think I can still hold on for a while." ”

Smiling, he let out a long roar, ran the sword technique again, and slashed through it with a sword.

The two swords collided, and the roar resumed.

The difference is that Gu Changsheng did not retreat this time.

Against the long sword, his expression was a little strange, obviously he didn't expect this result.

After a while, Gu Changsheng smiled, looked at the long sword, and said loudly: "After doing it for a long time, can't you beat it and start bluffing?" ”

Wei Yi forcefully set the long sword away, and Gu Changsheng continued to scold: "What about pretending to be **? ”

He used the aura around him again, and the Yuqing Sword Technique slashed towards the long sword.

The long sword was knocked into the air, and the breath was extremely sluggish.

After a few moments, the sword turned around, apparently ready to leave.

Behind Gu Changsheng, Jian Mingdao's distracted eyes were full of shock, his lips trembled slightly, and countless thoughts flashed in his heart, but in the end, they all turned into a long sigh.

Contrary to the Sword Ming Daoist, Xingchen Immortal's face was full of smiles, she waved her hand and shouted, "Shoot!" Leave that broken sword behind! ”

The audience has waited for so long, and it is finally time for them to appear.

For a while, all kinds of Taoist duels reflected each other, and the shouts were endless.

As the person with the highest realm in the field, the stubborn Taoist leads the way. A handful of thunder is superb, and it takes the limelight.

One after another, the divine thunder slashed on the body of the long sword, and it was extremely fierce.

Wang Wudi looked at the Heavenly Master's Lei Du, and couldn't help but secretly praise in his heart: "Zhang Yundao has made a lot of progress over the years." ”

Then, Wang Wushu suddenly felt numb all over his body.

I don't know if it's intentional or unintentional, forget it, it must be intentional. The stubborn Taoist leaked a divine thunderbolt and slashed at Wang Wuxian......

Gu Changsheng had already lost his strength, so he didn't participate in this round-up, just watched on the ground.

"Mi Xing? Don't you dare! ”

The voice in the sky came, and it was no longer indifferent, full of anger.

Xingchen Immortal smiled, and there was an indescribable cheerfulness in his voice: "Work hard!" Be sure to leave this Rausch sword behind today! ”

Then, the stubborn Taoist shouted angrily, and the aura around his body was used to the extreme, and one after another thunder dragons roared away, crashing into the long sword one after another.

After a while, the long sword finally failed to block the tide attack, and after shaking twice, it fell straight down and landed in front of Gu Changsheng.

"Mixed ......"

The voice of the sky stopped abruptly in the middle of the conversation, and there was no more movement.

When everyone returned to the ground, most of them looked at Xingchen Immortal in unison, wanting to hear a reasonable explanation.

Except for the king invincible.

The old man was a little angry with the electricity.

He struck the stubborn Taoist in the face with an old punch, swift and ruthless.

Although the Heavenly Master was a tribulation cultivator, he didn't fight back, and after laughing, he ran his body away.

"Xiao Wang! Dao Ye, I'm going back to Longhu Mountain, you work hard to practice! ”

After a while, Wang Wudi's clenched fist opened lightly, shook his head and whispered to himself: "It's still this virtue, bastard thing......"

In the face of everyone's gaze, Xingchen Immortal didn't seem to have the desire to explain.

She looked at Gu Changsheng with a smile and said loudly, "You just slashed the immortal's sword. ”

After a pause, Xingchen Immortal added: "It's not a spirit realm immortal like me, it's the kind of immortal who has lived for endless years and is genuine. ”

Everyone fell silent, a little speechless.

Xingchen Immortal took a step and walked in front of Gu Changsheng. Then he reached out and gently lifted the long sword stuck in the ground.

Her fingers lightly tapped the body of the sword, and she said, "I will take the sword first, and when the tribulation is complete, come to the Star Realm to find me." ”

Lifting the long sword, Xingchen Immortal turned around and left, looking like he was about to leave the Yuqing Palace.

Gu Changsheng had endless doubts in his heart, and couldn't help but ask out loud: "Senior, that's the ...... of Yuqing Palace"

But before he could finish speaking, Xingchen Immortal preemptively interrupted Gu Changsheng's words: "It's useless to know so much, learn from that Taoist priest in Longhu Mountain, how fast you run." ”

……

Under everyone's gaze, the star fairy gradually faded away.

Gu Changsheng looked at her back and couldn't help but finish the second half of the sentence just now.

"Senior, that's the loot of the Yuqing Palace, what's the matter if you take it......"

In the end, Mahjong didn't give money, and took away the spoils of war Xingchen Xian, and left Yuqing Palace flutteringly.

even abducted Ah Pie.

Xingchen Immortal had been gone for a long time, and everyone in Yuqing Palace was still silent, without a sound.

After a while, it was Gu Changsheng who broke the silence.

"It's not enough to just engrave your name on the cover, why don't you just change the name to 'Immortal Sword Technique'?"

Li Xuanan looked at Gu Changsheng's smug expression, and wanted to scold, but found that there was nothing to say.

After all, they have cut off the sword of the immortals......

With a black face, Li Xuanan turned around and walked away.

And Gu Changsheng was just joking, he looked at the somewhat lost Sword Ming Daoist, and walked over.

"Master Jianming, is this how your sword is broken?"

After a long time, two lines of turbid tears flowed down Jian Mingdao's face, and he nodded slightly.

(End of chapter)