In the night sky, thousands of miles of auspicious clouds are all concentrated in one place, converging into a sphere glowing with colorful streamers.

Listening to the sound of "Zheng", Duanmu Hong led the sword out of the sheath and pulled out a sword flower with the Changhong sword, but saw that the colored light on the sphere was divided into seven again, and it was poured into the sword body of the Changhong sword.

Seeing this, Zhao Ling'er suddenly smiled and said, "Brother Xiaoyao, you are really greedy!" You want to use all the colorful auspicious clouds to improve your Changhong Sword! ”

Duanmuhong shrugged his shoulders and said: "The colorful auspicious clouds were originally used to carry me to travel between heaven and earth, and others can't use it if they want to, and don't use its spirituality to refine Changhong, isn't that a waste?" ”

As he spoke, the long sword in his hand was raised high and pointed to the sky, but he saw that the purple qi in the galaxy seemed to have been summoned, and thousands of purple fireflies fell like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers.

He actually wanted to imitate the seventh quenching method of the Black Dragon Sword and give the Changhong Sword a starlight quenching!

The purple firefly fell on the Changhong sword, but seeing that the sword was gradually impregnated with purple gas, it made a sound of "呲~呲~" from time to time, and the sound of the cold water being evaporated by the high temperature of the iron was no different from that when the iron that was burned red was put into cold water and quenched.

At the same time, the power of the Seven Boundless Realms in the auspicious clouds was still infused into the sword body, making the colorful light on the sword body more and more intense, but it was subtly hazy in the starlight purple qi.

"Ding!"

Duanmuhong flicked lightly on the sword body, the right hand let go of the hilt, the Changhong sword rose into the air, rotating like a wheel, Duanmuhong sword fingers quickly shook and circled, the power of the seven boundless and the power of the starlight with the sword body bounded, clearly distinguished, the two forces flowed with the sword, and gradually became a Taiji pattern.

Zhao Ling'er watched in amazement, but she also knew that now was a critical moment, so she didn't dare to bother.

"Wow!"

Duanmu Hong pointed at the sword, held high in the sky, the starlight purple qi was pulled by the sword momentum, converged into a pillar of light and descended, falling in the cathode of the Taiji pattern, correspondingly, the colorful auspicious clouds also converged into the Taiji diagram anode at a faster speed, and the yin and yang poles pushed each other, so that the power of the two poles was more quickly integrated into the sword body.

In a moment, the colorful auspicious clouds have been sucked out by the whale, and the stars in the sky have ceased to render the scene of purple gas, turning into the last purple gas, returning to the cathode, and then, the yin and yang double fish gradually shrink, until they are returned to the Changhong sword.

Duanmuhong stretched out his hand, took the Changhong sword back into his hand, closed his eyes with the sword, and his body was gradually surrounded by purple qi, and his momentum became more and more ethereal and peaceful, and the three treasures of essence, qi and god were all sublimated at this moment!

I don't know how long it took, Duanmu Hong suddenly opened his eyes, and the purple qi in his eyes was completely restrained, but when he saw Changhong in his hand, the colorful light on the sword exploded, and he only listened to "Whoosh!" With a sound of the ground, the sword light broke through the air, leaving a gorgeous rainbow in the sky of the land of Shenzhou, and the direction of its extension was the east that exposed the white belly of the fish!

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The dawn wheel has not yet come out, and the morning light has broken down.

On the top of Shu Mountain, a fresh breeze suddenly came from the sea of clouds, and a blue figure was wrapped in the wind, falling on the wind platform.

"Who!?" The guard's disciple was suddenly shocked, and subconsciously drew his sword out of its sheath and shouted violently.

"It's me!" A magnetic male voice came out of the wind, and the man immediately showed his figure, but seeing him wearing a blue robe, wearing a long sword and jade ring around his waist, his clothes fluttering, his hair was better than snow, and he was described as handsome, and he was just a young man of about seventeen or eighteen years old, but his body was full of colorful light and purple air, giving people a feeling of fairy wind and bones.

Everyone looked at each other for a while, and then hurriedly saluted and said, "Master!" ”

Duanmuhong nodded, glanced at the two disciples, and with a wave of his sleeves, two golden lights flew out of his sleeves, penetrating into the heavenly spirits of the two, and then, a sudden look appeared on the faces of the two, and they closed their eyes and ears, as if they had realized something.

"Huh! Scold! Duanmuhong shook his head and chuckled, and walked straight to the Taiqing Palace.

At this moment, in the Taiqing Palace, in addition to Taiwu and Qingshi, who are in charge of daily affairs, there is also an old man. The old man was dressed in a green robe, wearing a long sword at his waist, his beard and hair were white, his eyes did not shine with a light like a sharp sword, and his momentum was like a giant sword that soared into the sky.

When the old man said this with Taiwu and Qingshi, he suddenly felt something, and looked at the door of the main hall, but saw Duanmuhong coming towards him. Duanmu Hong respectfully saluted him and said, "Sword Saint Master!" ”

The old man was naturally the former head of the Immortal Sword Sect, the Dugu Sword Saint. Dugu Sword Saint nodded slightly, and his sword-like gaze was on Duanmu Hong's body, as if he was exploring something. Duanmuhong was full of momentum, smiling, and his eyes met the opponent's sword momentum like flowing water, and he looked even more calm.

The atmosphere in the hall became strange for a while, Taiwu and Qingshi felt that the air around them became like gel and it was difficult to breathe, and the space in front of them seemed to become distorted under the pressure of strong sword intent.

However, no matter how the sword master is pressed, Duanmu Hong never shows half of his momentum, if the sword power of the sword master is like a surging river coming from the sky, then Duanmu Hong is as endless as the abyss under the sea, it seems that no matter how much sword power is exerted on it, there will inevitably be like a mud cow entering the sea.

After a long time, the Dugu Sword Saint had to rein in his sword momentum, sighed, and said, "Alas! Old! ”

Duanmuhong said with a smile: "But Uncle Shi's sword is as hot and intimidating as ever!" ”

"Humph!"

People are more angry than people. The sword saint is not without the pursuit of the immortal road, but the immortal road is not only about talent and diligent cultivation, but also about the fate of the law, the fate of the law has arrived, like the founder of the fairy sword faction, it only takes seven seven forty-nine days, and the nine turns of the golden pill to condense the immortal body, the fate of the law has not arrived, even if he becomes an immortal, he has to give people a cultivation, just like the cold immortal becomes an immortal for the first time.

But now, the Sword Saint's lifelong pursuit of immortal Dao has been completed by a little ghost who is less than half his age, and the little ghost is still talking cold words here that are not painful, where will the Sword Saint give him a good face?

For these, Duanmu Hong didn't care about it, and immediately saluted Dugu Sword Saint again, and said: "Uncle Shi, now that I am about to retreat, the seal of this Well of Gods and Demons ......" The Sword Saint waved his hand to interrupt his words and said: "Since the fault of the Heaven Cutting is yours, then you should immediately go to the back mountain to think about it." The seal of the Well of Gods and Demons has its own suppression by me and Taiwu, the affairs in the door, and the decision between Ah Qing and Ah Shu, these things, for the time being, you will not be in charge! ”

Duanmu Hong was stunned for a moment, and already understood the intention of the Sword Saint. Now, Ouyang and Huangfu have begun to fight for power and profit, and the Yaksha and the Heavenly Demon Sect are eyeing each other, and the world is about to rise, the Sword Saint is doing this in order to liberate Li Xiaoyao, the highest combat power in Shushan, and when he succeeds in the pass, he should be able to change the general trend with his own strength, and then the victory or defeat will be decided!

Thinking of this, Duanmuhong was about to say goodbye and leave, but suddenly remembered something and asked, "Uncle Shi, do you know where Master is?" ”

The Sword Saint shook his head and laughed, his face full of helplessness, and said, "Senior Brother said a few years ago that he would return to the mountain to retreat, and listening to your question, it seems that I have never seen it in recent years. This guy, I'm afraid he didn't throw people into the river again, right? ”

"That's it! It seemed impossible to count on the old drunkard to help. Duanmuhong sighed, and suddenly said: "Uncle, the disciple recently learned a set of "Holy Spirit Sword Technique" in an ancient book, according to the ancient books, the creator of the revival of Dugu, a single name of the word "sword", because of the swordsmanship is extraordinary, invincible in the world, people at the time are known as "sword saint". ”

Hearing this, the Sword Saint, Taiwu and Qingshi all changed, only to hear Duanmuhong continue: "The disciple wants to know, the same Dugu Sword Saint, the master and the Dugu senior, I don't know who is stronger?" ”

The sword saint's eyes flashed, although he didn't pay attention to personal fame and fortune, but for the first time he heard that another swordsman surnamed Dugu was also called the sword saint, he couldn't help but arouse a strong battle intent for a while, and asked with a smile: "You might let the two of you fight?" ”

"The disciple did his best."

It was early in the morning, which was a good time to practice, and at this time in the past, the disciples should have been practicing in the martial arts arena, but today, everyone was turned away from the periphery of the square, looking at the two people facing each other in the center of the venue, whispering.

"Senior brother, that old man is so intimidating, I don't know who he is?"

"I don't know, but this old man can be the opponent of the leader, and he has a good strength."

"Senior sister, that old man is aggressive, but the head of the house has no momentum, the head of the house will be fine, right?"

"How is it possible, Uncle Master is the number one sword in the world, who can win him? Didn't you see that the old man looked like he was waiting for battle, but the face of the head of the house was always calm? ”

Many disciples started after Li Xiaoyao became the head, and at that time, the Dugu Sword Saint had already gone out to travel, so most of the disciples didn't know the former master.

At this time, one of the disciples suddenly exclaimed, "Look! ”

Everyone came back to their senses, stared at the field, only to hear the sound of "Zheng", Duanmu Hong led the sword out of the sheath, and the Changhong sword was full of colorful clouds, and it was condensed in front of him as another old man with a sword. The old man was dressed in a red robe, his hair was also white, his eyes were bright, his eyes were like the edge of a sword, and he was holding a sword with a golden hilt of three feet and nine inches.

This person is one of the representatives of the highest achievement of kendo in the world of "Fengyun", the sword saint Dugu Sword of Wushuang City, who was born a sword idiot, learned swords at the age of five, became famous at the age of seven, became famous with a sword at the age of nine, and had an epiphany of kendo at the age of thirteen. In order to restore the feelings, Dugu Jian went to Dongying to find the miraculous medicine "half heart" to restore the seven feelings, and met the beloved "Snow Heart" Miyamoto Snow Spirit, the husband and wife are love-oriented, and create the most perfect swordsmanship in their hearts, and the swordsmanship is named after the "saint" of the sword saint and the "spirit" of the snow spirit, so it is called the "Holy Spirit Swordsmanship".

At this moment, through the change effect of the "Seven Boundless Realms", and with the move of the Holy Spirit Swordsmanship, the "Dugu Sword" was successfully embodied in this fairy sword world.

At the moment when Dugu Sword appeared, Dugu Yuyun's eyes flashed, from this person, he felt a long-lost, extremely dangerous feeling, and what was even more terrifying was that this person was obviously just a reality that Duanmu Hong had appeared, but there was a charm and vitality in his eyes, which was clearly distinguishable from Duanmu Hong's own breath.

Should it be said that the moves of the "Holy Spirit Sword Technique" were too domineering, or was the cultivation of the person behind him unfathomable? Thinking of this, Dugu Yuyun couldn't help but laugh secretly.

The two who are both Dugu Sword Saints, is Dugu Sword's sword power stronger, or Dugu Yuyun's swordsmanship is more refined? Let's see what happens next.

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