"This place is the ancient Kunwu station, so this mountain is named Kunwu Mountain."

The two of them rode the light to fall from the sky and landed on Kunwu Mountain.

Looking at the beautiful scenery on Kunwu Mountain, and then feeling the pure aura around him, Fang Yuan nodded and praised: "It is worthy of being the residence of the ancient sect, and the surrounding aura is far purer than in the red dust." ”

Hearing this, the Zhengyang Daoist nodded: "The reason why our sect is far away from the red dust, in addition to wanting to avoid the red dust cause and effect, is also because the aura of this sparsely populated place is pure and not polluted by the red dust. ”

"Pure Yang Daoist, it seems that a few of them haven't come over yet, so let's cultivate here and wait for them."

After looking around, the Zhengyang Dao people and Fang Yuan cleaned up an area together, meditating quietly and waiting.

During the meditation, Fang Yuan silently looked inward, observing the true seed of spells in his dantian.

'The Mixed Yuan Sword Technique is still close to condensing the third layer of prohibition, and the rest of the spell true species have already been condensed by me to condense the first layer of prohibition. ’

After more than ten days of traveling, Fang Yuan did not stop cultivating.

Up to now, his strength has opened up a considerable distance from his previous self.

After reading the true seed of the spell, Fang Yuan looked at the lightsword that was floating in his mana and receiving mana refinement, and his whole body was exuding essence light.

'It is worthy of being a high-grade magic weapon, and in terms of quality, it is even stronger than the divine weapon I got in the martial arts world. ’

Not only is the quality stronger, but there are many wonders.

Fang Yuan watched everything silently, quietly meditating and pranayama, accumulating mana.

After more than half a month, his mana has also caught up with the realm, and he has reached the standard of the realm of refining gods.

Shout!

Just as the two of them were meditating and cultivating silently, I don't know how long it was, and four people in the sky landed on Kunwu Mountain with the light of escape.

Fang Yuan and Zhengyang opened their eyes and looked at the four of them.

One of them is Kun Dao, with a cold demeanor, and the other three are trunk roads, all exuding different temperaments.

The so-called Kun Dao is a female Taoist, and Gan Dao is a male Taoist.

At this moment, that Kun Dao was walking towards the two of them.

"Xuanyue Daoyou." Zhengyang looked at this female crown and walked over with Fang Yuan: "Let me introduce you, this is a pure Yang Daoist, who was invited by me to participate in the sword fight." ”

After speaking, Zhengyang introduced Xuanyue to Fang Yuan again: "This is Xuanyue Daoyou, a disciple of the Kunlun Sword Sect. ”

"I've seen fellow Daoists."

The two blamed each other.

After the introduction, the three of them looked at the other three who were watching them from a distance.

"That is the empty green of the Cangwu Sword Sect." Zhengyang Dao introduced the name of the person who fought the sword to the two: "On his right hand, it is his senior brother Kong Yun. ”

After talking about the two people he knew, Zhengyang looked at the last person suspiciously: "I don't know this person, I don't know what sect and sect he is." ”

The Kongqing Daoist in the distance laughed and sneered: "Of course you don't know, this is Qingyu Daoren, a disciple of the Shushan Sword Sect!" ”

"Shushan..."

Hearing what the Kongqing Daoist said, Xuan Yue and Zhengyang suddenly fell silent.

Fang Yuan frowned slightly: "It is said that this Shushan Sword Sect is the number one Sword Sect in the world..."

"That's right, the Shushan Sword Sect is indeed powerful in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, and it is a veritable No. 1 Cultivation True Sect."

Zhengyang Daoist nodded, and then sighed: "I didn't expect that the Kongqing Daoist would be able to invite a disciple of the Shushan Sword Sect... It seems that we are not sure of winning this time. ”

"Although my swordsmanship is good at asking myself, and the Kunlun Sect's Flying Immortal Sword Technique has even condensed to the third layer of prohibition, I'm afraid I'm not the opponent of the Qingyu Dao people..."Xuan Yue shook her head slightly, and she already felt ashamed of herself before she started fighting the sword.

"You haven't started sword fighting yet, why are you so depressed, it's better to be ashamed..."Fang Yuan shook his head.

"Fellow Daoist, you're a casual cultivator, right?"

Xuanyue suddenly looked at Fang Yuan, glanced at it, and said directly: "You are not the authentic sect of Xuanmen, so naturally you don't know the strength of the Shushan Sword Sect. ”

"Maybe in your opinion, we are really unmonkly before we fight, but in our opinion, it is very normal for us to lose to the disciples of Shushan."

"The prestige of the Shushan Sword Sect is all out, without a trace of adulteration, and the power of their sword skills is even better than ours."

In the words, Xuanyue Daoist revealed a trace of arrogance and contempt.

Zhengyang also opened his mouth at this moment and said: "Fellow Daoist, I know that you are good at swordsmanship, but..."

Zhengyang sighed and didn't say the rest of the words.

He wanted to win this sword fight more than anyone else, but now it seemed that they were going to lose this sword fight.

Although Fang Yuan's sword technique that day was not bad, and even faintly superior to him, it could not be the opponent of the disciples of the Shushan Sword Sect.

Fang Yuan shook his head slightly, sensing the flying sword that was still floating in the dantian, his gaze calm.

"Let's start the sword fight, don't grind."

The Kongqing Daoist walked out, his eyes mocking, swept over Fang Yuan and the three of them, and said, "It seems that this sword fight will inevitably be the victory of the three of us. ”

Qingyu Daoist took a step forward, and a cold light instantly flew out of his body, hovering in front of him, and let out a soft groan: "I don't know the three Daoists, who is the first to step forward to fight the sword?" ”

In this sword fight, you can't use other spells, you can only compete in sword tricks and swordsmanship, which side can defeat the three people on the opposite side, which side can win.

Hearing this, Zhengyang stepped forward: "I'll come." ”

After speaking, a palm-sized flying sword suddenly flew out from the Zhengyang Dao person.

'Inferior magic weapon? It's no wonder that the people of Zhengyang Dao don't care about a high-grade magic weapon with a lightsaber. ’

Seeing the flying sword of the Zhengyang Dao people, Fang Yuan nodded secretly.

The next moment, the two flying swords suddenly collided together, entangled and strangled each other.

Bite!

A collision, the two flying swords stopped briefly for a moment, and then continued to collide together.

Fang Yuan silently watched the flying sword battle in the field.

'Qingyu Daoist of the Shushan Sword Sect, the quality of his flying sword is also a low-grade magic weapon. ’

The low-grade magic weapon is generally used by the foundation building monk or the Jindan monk, because only they can fully exert the power of the magic weapon.

And when used by God Refining Cultivators, it is inevitable that because of the lack of mana, it will be difficult to exert the power of the inferior magic weapon.

However, even so, in the hands of the God Refining Cultivators, the power that the low-grade magic weapon can exert is far stronger than that of the high-grade magic weapon.

Ding Ding Ding!

After several collisions in a row, the flying sword of the Zhengyang Daoist suddenly screamed and fell back in front of the Zhengyang Daoist.

"Thank you for accepting it."

Zhengyang Daoist smiled bitterly and withdrew his flying sword into his body, and retreated.

Qingyu Daoist nodded lightly, and looked at Fang Yuan and Xuan Yue: "Please step forward for the next Daoist." ”

Fang Yuan was about to speak, when he heard Xuan Yue sigh: "I'll go." ”

Xuanyue stepped forward directly.

Shout.

A pale cyan flying sword suddenly appeared, flashing with a light light and slashing towards the flying sword of the Qingyu Daoist.

The flying sword was rapidly vertical and horizontal, and the speed was extremely fast, which was one-third faster than the speed of the flying sword of the Zhengyang Dao people.

"It is worthy of the Kunlun Sword Sect's Flying Immortal Sword Technique."

Seeing this scene, Qingyu Daoren nodded lightly, and then pointed.

Rumble!

A roar suddenly exploded, and I saw that the flying sword of the Qingyu Daoist instantly pierced through the atmosphere, tearing the atmosphere into a white gas mark, and the entire flying sword seemed to pull out a long sword qi, and slammed into the light cyan flying sword of the Xuanyue Daoist.

"Sword Qi Thunder!"

Seeing this scene, the eyes of the Zhengyang Daoist and the Xuanyue Daoist instantly widened, and their hearts shook.

Because this sword qi thunder sound is a sword realm that can only be reached by a foundation building monk.

However, this Qingyu Dao person actually practiced swordsmanship to such a realm at the Yin God level, which made both Zhengyang Dao and Xuanyue Dao people tremble in their hearts.

Bite!

In an instant, Xuan Yue's pale cyan flying sword was instantly knocked away by the flying sword of the Qingyu Daoist, and he screamed incessantly.

"The last one."

Qing Yu Daoren's gaze looked at Fang Yuan calmly.