Sword.

Amazing gesture!

Like a dragon, like a phoenix, roaring away, picking up clouds in all directions, stirring up the wind and thunder in the ten places!

"Wow!"

Hidden in the darkness, the demonic young man who had been paying attention to the battle situation flashed in his eyes, and he actually stood up "Teng". When the body is not stable, the hands are violently opened; Under the blowing of long sleeves, the black air is flowing!

The black gas, a wisp, a wisp, entangled and spread like a swimming snake, and when it was young, it had become a ball.

A cloud of darkness!

The darkness, twisted and changing, seemed to be a living thing, as if it was about to devour everything!

And the first thing it wants to swallow is the "Amazing Sword"!

Peerless.

Unrivaled sword momentum.

Can it be swallowed?

In fact, the demonic young man has no bottom in his heart, but in the face of his favorite treasure, he has to try whatever he wants!

Sword.

Whirling, with an afterimage, like lightning.

"Swallow the sky... Devouring the Earth! ”

The demonic young man's expression was solemn, his chest stretched out violently, and his hands became more and more open. At the same time, the darkness became more solid, and the amplitude of its distortion was visibly increased!

Shout!

The sword is incomparable, extremely powerful, and comes in an instant.

"Shhhh

It was like the sound of a knife cutting through the cloth, and the moment the sword came into contact with the "black", time seemed to stand still.

The world, quiet and terrible.

It is not as earth-shattering as expected, but it is more shocking than "earth-shattering".

The world seems to have become different.

"Don't!"

In the silence, the man in the Taoist robe suddenly spoke, and his person rushed out like an arrow.

"Wait for me"

Yan Yanzhi shouted, and he was also running with all his strength, sacrificing his life and galloping.

Although the two did not communicate, they had the same idea - the Amazing Sword must not fall into the hands of others!

"Senior brother!"

The girl in Tsing Yi is calling from behind, where is anyone responding? She hesitated for a moment, stomped her foot, bit her silver teeth, and chased after her.

With the temperament of a girl in Tsing Yi, she knows that her strength is not good, but she also wants to do her best.

"Chirp!"

Like the chirping of some kind of fowl, like a sharp knife sliding back and forth over the cascading brocade.

The sword fell into the "darkness", just like a bird falling into a swamp, and a sword falling into a soft embroidery.

One pulled down with all his might, and the other rushed in with all his might.

The two-phase game is in full swing.

Xu Sheng clutched his chest, struggled to suppress the mouthful of blood that was surging up, dragged his heavy body, and trembled to climb the ruined city wall.

Although the duel between the "Darkness" and the Thrilling Sword in front of him was extremely spectacular, he still couldn't help but look behind him.

There, the invincible Yan Shaoguang had already become a cold corpse.

That's right, it was Xu Sheng who killed it.

For the first time in his life, he killed a person without any guilt and peace of mind.

Yan Shaoguang, self-esteem is very high, unstoppable, looking at the lives of others like mustard, measuring his own lives like dross; Crazy to the extreme, bloodthirsty and killing, he tried to put Xu Sheng to death several times.

No matter what aspect it is, he Yan Shaoguang should be killed mercilessly by Xu Sheng.

Of course, Xu Sheng did just that, neatly and without any dragging.

"It's a character, but he died at my hands." Xu Sheng muttered, his weak body could no longer support it, and he fell into the arms of a group of soldiers led by Captain Li.

He never thought that Yan Shaoguang was not dead!

Yes, Yan Shaoguang is still alive. Just after Xu Sheng punched Yan Shaoguang's head into a pulp, a mentor flew to the side of the corpse and watched with interest.

"You are the blood relative of that person after all."

The old Taoist priest said softly, and then bent over and pointed at Yan Shaoguang's "unshaped" forehead.

After a glimmer of light, the head and the surrounding flesh and blood fragments began to squirm, and finally they were spliced together, barely forming an "ellipse".

"Ah——!h

A terrifying sound came from Yan Shaoguang, and the two eyeballs on the oval head that had just been "formed" also began to roll up and down violently.

"Shut up, now like this, you can't say it, save some effort, and bury your doubts and resentment in your heart."

The Taoist priest said this, leaving no mercy, with a flick of his sleeves, and under the dancing of the wind, his person and Yan Shaoguang disappeared.

The game of "darkness" and frightening is gradually coming to an end with the disappearance of the old way.

The sound of the phoenix and the dragon chanting gradually faded, and the "darkness" also contracted, but it did not show a decline, but became thicker and more condensed.

The Thrilling Sword, although it carries Yan Shaoguang's thirty-year lifespan, is still no match for the old monster who has been dormant for many years.

Brush!

This sound was followed by a loud "bang". The Dao Cyclone spread out like a sword, leaving a terrible mark on the gray and black earth, and then it rose in unison, rushing towards the dim sky.

The ashes brought up by the cyclone are centered on the demonic youth, "shading" thousands of feet!

Even with the blessing of the "invisible secret power", Xu Sheng's gaze could not penetrate the layers of "haze", and he didn't know how fierce it was.

"Broken!"

Seeing the smoke and dust rising, the man in the Taoist robe stopped suddenly, and when his eyes were fixed, he swiped his big hand, and a beam of white light suddenly rose.

The light easily passed through the "haze", like a dagger cutting through the layers of thin veil effortlessly.

Where the beam "passes", the "haze" does not gather for a long time, and no one dares to come forward!

In other words, the white light cleaved a "road", although extremely narrow, but it was enough for him to gather his eyes and see what he wanted to see.

"Volt!"

The posture of the demonic young man changed from rickety to straight, like a mountain, and when his hair fluttered, his hands were constantly sealed, suppressing from above.

The Shocking Sword bloomed with blood light, hanging in his heart, spinning at an unimaginable speed, obviously condensed with great power.

But that power can only be accumulated, but it cannot explode. At this moment, the two hands of the demonic youth, the black qi steamed, fell on the blade of the sword, forming a heavy restraint and suppression.

The man in the robe could see that the sword seemed to be stunned, and then suddenly turned again, but the speed and strength were not as good as before.

"No!"

The man in the robe felt cold in his heart and exhaled urgently; At the same time, his hands danced rapidly, and he kept pinching. A little bit of light, like rain, splashing forward.

"Damn it!"

The light and rain were like beads, and when he saw the demon young man behind him, he didn't panic much, but his face sank, and the anger spread on his face.

In recent days, he has been hiding here, and his heart has long been unhappy; Now, it's so easy to show up, and when something bad happens, how can you not be angry?

"Whew-whew-whew-"

The demonic youth did not move, but there was a domain of its own behind him. As soon as those points of light came into contact, they were shaken apart and spread around like shuttles.

The attack of the man in the Taoist robe was easily defused.

"Whew-"

The man in the Taoist robe gasped, his face became heavier, he raised his hand again, but he didn't move, and then his head turned and stared straight at Yan Yanzhi.

"Good"

Yan Yanzhi was so smart that he understood the meaning of the man in the robe in an instant.

He stood still suddenly, his head raised, his hands open, his chest straightened, and his momentum was self-reliant!

Moreover, it is not only the momentum that grows, but also the "qi" that is incomparably broad, fierce and rich, and real.

It's gas.

It's everywhere in the world, and it's the most common thing.

In the human world, the method of cultivation has the same path, and it can be roughly divided into eight realms: initial knowledge, understanding, passage, spiritual spring, divine thought, heaven, unhindered, and transcendent. All the monks are among them.

However, although the realm is the same and the avenue is unified, the focus of everyone's cultivation is not the same.

Some people refine their bodies and emphasize internal strength, such as Yan Shaoguang; Some people practice art and emphasize the law, such as the girl in Tsing Yi; Some people nourish their hearts and re-perceive, such as "Hanshan Monk"; Some people, temper their spirits, resonate with heaven and earth, and look like they are today.

Of course, it is not just what is cultivated, and those who practice the body can cultivate their skills, and they can also cultivate their minds and temper their qi; And vice versa, so do others.

As for the man in the Taoist robe, he is a combination of "art cultivation" and "qi cultivation".

"Roar!"

The loud noise is enough to shake the sky, and the cohesion of Yan Yan is a hundred times, and the condensation of thousands of qi is finally discharged!

Under the discharge, the gas became a rushing stream and went straight into the "gray ocean". In an instant, most of the "haze" in the heaven and earth was swept away, and the figure of the demonic youth loomed in the steaming "gray fog".

"Go!"

The hand raised by the man in the Taoist robe moved, forming a powerful seal; And the other hand, turned into a knife, and gathered strength.

Rumble!

A white light is like a sword, and an air blade is like a knife. The swords moved forward together, without conflict, but they blended and converged, and in an instant, they expanded several times.

"Shu" and "Qi" resonate!

"Huh!?"

The demonic young man was finally startled, and suddenly turned his head, revealing an obvious hint of horror on his calm face. He frowned, and the confluence of swords rushed in front of him!

"Damn it!"

He cursed like this, one hand pressing down a little more against the sword; The other hand, however, was freed, and with a sharp turn, five black vaporized dragons precipitated from their fingertips and wrapped around the "Sword Convergence"!