The Zhuxian Sword is an ancient immortal sword.

This nine-story sword tower of Zhuxian University, what the ninth layer has is just a fragment of the Zhuxian sword.

But it just so happened that inside the fragments of this Zhuxian Sword, there lived part of the sword spirit of the Zhuxian Sword.

That's why there is a kendo inheritance.

Before Yang Feng, there were no less than ten people who died on the way to the inheritance of the sword.

Now Yang Feng is in the nine-story sword tower, the ninth layer, holding the sword of the immortal sword.

I felt an inexplicable calling.

"It's ......"

A voice sounded in Yang Feng's ears.

"Just ants, also vainly trying to accept the inheritance of this seat?"

This is the sword spirit of the Zhuxian Sword.

"Hidden head and tail of the rat, do you think Lao Tzu is rare in your bullshit inheritance, if it weren't for being entrusted, you begged me, I would be willing to accept it!"

Yang Feng is such a person, people respect him for a foot, and he is also a foot.

Zhu Xian Sword Spirit, without even seeing a shadow, dared to be so arrogant.

I really think I'm the number one.

"Boom! Mole ant, you have angered me, I haven't opened meat for a hundred years, so I will bring you today and fight for the tooth sacrifice. ”

The reason why the Zhuxian Sword really appeared was because of the Immortal Sword in Yang Feng's hand.

That's right, the Immortal Sword is also refined from some fragments of the Zhuxian Sword, and the thunder that inhabits it is not the original sword spirit.

Instead, it was forcibly stuffed into it by those who had the means to reach the sky.

A wisp of white ghost, transformed into a human form.

The Zhuxian Sword fell into his hands.

A fierce fairy sword, two feet five inches long, and three inches wide hilt.

The body of the sword is engraved with mysterious patterns.

In the hands of the humanoid ghost, the lines of the Zhuxian Sword lit up together.

Boom!

Just the two sword qi that were waved casually, Yang Feng had no choice but to defend with all his might.

"How so...... Nine-story sword tower! ”

When Yang Feng was mobilizing the strength of his whole body, he found a very outrageous problem, his mana was sealed.

In other words, he only had kendo cultivation left, which made Yang Feng reminisce. The first time you enter the nine-story Sword Tower.

"Boom! No one can beat it in the way of the sword, so the ants offer your sword spirit! ”

The white humanoid ghost sounded in a mocking tone, as if it had eaten Yang Feng.

Yang Feng didn't, he mobilized the red dust immortal qi to urge the power of the immortal slashing sword.

The moment when the Zhuxian Sword and the Immortal Sword collided.

"Fragments of the Zhuxian Sword? Truly! God help me! ”

The white humanoid ghost reacted instantly, and the only thing that could compete with the Zhuxian Sword was the fragments of the Zhuxian Sword.

If he can devour the sword spirit inside this sword and fuse with it, it will transform from the inside out.

"This Zhuxian Sword has some Zhuxian Sword Spirit, and the sword spirit in the Immortal Sword is not the Zhuxian Sword Spirit, in a sense, the sword spirit of the Immortal Sword should not be suppressed."

Yang Feng began to analyze calmly, at this time, he must maintain absolute rationality in order to have the possibility of winning.

Thinking of this, the red dust immortal qi in Yang Feng's body kept pouring out.

And the Zhuxian Sword Spirit is also a clue to discovery.

"Red Dust Immortal?! Do you use immortal energy as a weight? Those who have not been recognized by the Zhuxian Sword will be counterattacked! ”

Zhu Xianjian kindly reminded Yang Feng.

Yang Feng turned a deaf ear, lifted the sword of slashing immortals, and raised the sword in his hand.

Poof!

The Immortal Sword pierced through the body of the Immortal Sword Spirit.

But it gave Yang Feng a feeling of being stabbed in the air.

"This sword...... I want it! ”

The ghostly body of the Immortal Sword Spirit turned into a whirlpool, and a powerful suction force came from the whirlpool.

The Immortal Slashing Sword in Yang Feng's hand began to submerge into the whirlpool.

"Don't think!"

At this moment, the cells in Yang Feng's whole body seemed to come to life, and every pore permeated with red dust immortal qi.

The temperament is otherworldly.

The power of slashing immortals vs the power of killing immortals.

Bang bang!

In the Immortal Sword, the thunder controlled the thunder, and looked at the Immortal Sword Spirit through the whirlpool.

"Heavenly Emperor Thunder Spirit! It's no wonder that the fragments of the Zhuxian Sword evolve into another kind of power. ”

"Zhu Immortal Sword Spirit, who devours whom, maybe! The real battle is only now beginting. ”

With the thunderous words falling, the wind and the earth are galloping.

"Out of the Dao of Zhuxian, everything else is just vain."

The sword spirits of both swords began to wield their might.

The Zhuxian Sword always had the upper hand.

Yang Feng's side once again sacrificed the Spirit Demon Sword, the Demon Suppression Sword, and obtained the Six Holy Swords in the Sword Tower.

Sword formation.

Harness the six swords.

The spirit of the spirit of the sword, out of the spirit sword.

The dark blue sword spirit gradually condensed.

"Demon Suppression Sword? And it! ”

Zhu Xian Sword Spirit, the first throbbing, it felt the fragment of the second Zhu Xian Sword, although it was very vague, it still sensed it.

The spirit of the fairy, the fierce breath, this is the most primitive sword of the immortals, with the evolution of the rules of heaven and earth, the sword of the immortals has also evolved into the power of the immortals today.

And the sword, with its mutilation, always maintained its raw power.

This can only explain one reason, this fragment has not been eroded by the rules of heaven and earth.

The primitive power collided, which made the Zhuxian Sword Spirit unbearable, and the white ghost holding the sword slowly blurred.

"Impossible! Primordial Sword Spirit! After the master's sacrifice and the evolution of the rules of heaven and earth, it is impossible to have a primordial sword spirit! ”

As he spoke, the voice of the Immortal Sword Spirit trembled slightly.

"Zhuxian inheritance, do you give it or not?"

How could Yang Feng miss such an opportunity, make a decision immediately, and point his sword at the immortal sword spirit.

"The inheritance of the Zhuxian Sword, even if you can't absorb and refine it, it's still in vain."

The inheritance of the Zhuxian Sword Dao it possessed was not complete, and the two fragments of the Zhuxian Sword in Yang Feng's hand had not awakened, and the real Zhuxian Sword Spirit could not inherit the Zhuxian Sword Dao.

Ancient killing array, immortal array.

Consists of four killing swords.

Zhu Xian Sword, Killing Immortal Sword, Absolute Immortal Sword, Trapping Immortal Sword.

For so many years, the whereabouts of the other three killing swords are unknown, and only one Zhuxian sword remains.

But after the first battle of that year, the fragments of the Zhuxian Sword were also scattered in the domains.

In this domain, there were actually three fragments of the Zhuxian Sword.

"Humph! How do you know if you haven't tried? ”

Yang Feng promised Pan Xuan that it was impossible to give up easily.

"Okay, you come with me."

Zhu Xianjian glanced at Yang Feng seriously, and did not say anything else, but took Yang Feng to the depths of the ninth-layer sword tower.

Falling Moon Cave House.

"Here?"

"Where my true body is, there is the inheritance of the Zhuxian Sword you want."

Before Yang Feng entered the cave mansion, he had already sensed that something was wrong, the speed of time here was so fast!

"Why are you afraid?"

Zhu Xian Sword Spirit, with the meaning of a radical general.

"I'm afraid?"

Yang Feng put away the sword beside him and stepped into the cave.

The sun, the moon, and the stars, things that would normally be impossible to get together, appeared under a single sky at the same time.

What Yang Feng saw were memories of the past.

The evil in his heart is infinitely magnified.

The grudges accumulated in his body instantly reached an unprecedented peak.

Execute the fairy sword and destroy the world!

There are constantly memories embedded in his sea of knowledge.

And these are all things that he hides in his heart, and has been suppressed by him to death, and there is no sign of it.

Now it is like a dam opening its gates, and it is pouring for thousands of miles.

Devil Mask, hideous!

Punish immortals in your hands, kill people like hemp!

"Hahaha! That's it, release the evil in your heart to the fullest, these are the best nourishment for the Zhuxian Sword. ”

Everyone has good and evil in their hearts, but under certain circumstances, good thoughts defeat evil thoughts.

Reason restrained the impulse.

This is what makes a person seem kind.

There is no absolute distinction between good and evil.

There is no absolute distinction between good and evil.

No one is born good, and no one is born evil.

Good and evil, good and evil.

Opposed to each other, interdependent.

Even the Immortal Sword Spirit didn't expect that Yang Feng actually cultivated the Demon Dao Technique.

And the evil in my heart has accumulated so deeply.

But this was exactly what he wanted, the stronger the evil thoughts in his heart, the more he was able to deprive Yang Feng of his body.

Break away from the Zhuxian Sword.

After so many years of silence, it has long been tired of its current life, and only wants to have a body and walk in the world, instead of being trapped in this dark place.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

His hair was as white as snow, and his clothes were fluttering.

Three-foot green edge, kill all the world.

A familiar and unfamiliar figure appeared.

A seat in white is better than snow, and a broken sword is like a rainbow.

Angular facial features, pale face.

The otherworldly aura on his body made his heart breed murderous intent at this moment, and Yang Feng, who was full of murderous aura on his body, was slightly stunned.

The person in front of me is so familiar!

His countenance, his facial features, the sword he held in his hand.

All this seems familiar, but Yang Feng can't remember where he has seen the person in front of him.

"Put down the sword in your hand, you are me, I am you."

Another "Yang Feng" holding the Spirit Sword in his hand spoke.

He didn't mean to make a move, and stood quietly.

"You, it's you! You are the one who cursed your mother! I'll kill you. ”

Holding the Immortal Sword in his hand, Yang Feng, whose evil thoughts in his heart had been magnified countless times, swung the sword.

A sword slashed out, "good".

"I'm going to kill you all!"

Every time he swung his sword, Yang Feng would have a sense of pleasure, and it was this pleasure that made him keep killing.

The evil in his heart accumulated deeper and deeper, and finally he was invaded by the Immortal Sword Spirit and controlled his body.

"That's it, no matter who it is, there is no mercy for all of them!"

Yang Feng's performance was surprisingly satisfying to the Immortal Sword Spirit, he never thought that a person could have so many evil thoughts in his heart.

The injustices encountered, the ridicule and ridicule suffered by the youth, along the way, all the hardships and hardships he experienced became the evil in his heart.

A figure fell.

Pink dress, angel face, devil figure.

Holding a starlight sword.

Gu Qianqian, this woman who has been throughout Yang Feng's life.

"Are you...... Qian...... No! You're someone else! ”

"Feng, I am her, she is me, we don't distinguish each other, don't be ...... by the things in front of us"

Boom!

The picture is shattered.

Yang Feng's sword cut through the memory fragments.

But in his heart, he was already confused, unable to distinguish between good and evil, and even lost himself, wandering in the sun, moon, and stars.

Time still passes.

Memory after memory, like one world after another.

Fallen, lost.

Boom!

These fragments of memories live in Yang Feng's shortcomings.

Keep embedding memories.

A sky-blue ice skirt, the ice is clear and jade, like a lotus flower.

Out of the mud but not stained, clear ripples but not demons.

Her appearance even stopped the sword in Yang Feng's hand.

A slight tremor is emitted.

Some people died, but not completely......