Chapter 225: Long live the Dao Funeral and get Chen Jun!

Leaning on the sky and having a long sword, open the gate of heaven!

Fan Wusu took a step back suddenly, subconsciously reacting, but quickly stepped back to that step, in front of him, there was something that broke through the world, and he stared at the line in a daze.

The young sword cultivator who sits in the 100,000 mountains has a mystical sword technique, and he has one gas and three clears.

Seeing the wind and rain and the snow, seeing the blue sky, the wind is the sword, the rain is the sword, the frost and snow are the sword, and the blue sky is also the sword.

Millions of cultivators in the world, talking about the Tao alone, shaking the five mountains with a sword, returning to the sheath and laughing at the nineteen states, the dispute between the sons, in my own person, is almost heavenly, and it is already a supernatural power.

Suddenly.

The morning drum sounded in the forest, the mist dispersed like a rhino, and the purple qi came to Mu Ganlin from the east.

It was like seeing the sun through the clouds, only to feel that his state of mind had reached an unprecedented clarity, Fan Wusu looked drunk, trembling towards the gate of heaven, and stretched out his hand.

It seems to be far away in the sky, but it is within reach, he grabbed a sword, he touched the sky, the sky of the sword, in an instant, the whale drank the sea and did not swallow the sea, and the sword qi was already falling.

Like a miracle.

He stood up without saying a word, just a long, cloudy breath.

Then.

Take the first half step.

This half step is the gap between the immortals and the mortals, it is 100,000 zhang, he directly stepped out of the sedan chair, stepped out of the 100,000 mountains, and the four mountain pillars in the southeast, northwest and west rushed to the sky.

Between the four elephants, the clouds and mist were churning, and they all rushed towards Fan Wusu, the momentum was extremely huge, Fan Wuxu stepped on the flying sword that was combined by the clouds and mist, and shook the blue sky.

Half-step godhood!

Heaven does not allow the earth to be powerful.

There are black clouds pressing down on the city, violent winds and rains, and the ninety-nine heavenly tribulation ruthlessly smashes down.

The impermanence who had been reborn made his face as usual, and he grabbed it with his bare hands, and saw the earth dragon turn over, the ancient Yue rivers and rivers were shaken, and a huge heavy sword was slashed away.

is no longer a legalistic awe-inspiring righteousness, Chen Yi's sword gave Fan Wusu a first glimpse of the true essence of swordsmanship, although it was only for a moment, but one glance was enough.

There is only one and a half sword cultivation in the world.

One is called Chen Yi, all the sword cultivators of the Four Heavens and Three Realms are added together to form that "half", and the half in the middle is the gap between them and Chen Yi.

Who is the peak at the end of the sword, as soon as I see Chen Jundao, people who have never seen him can't imagine his greatness, and if they see it, they can't forget it, and they will respect him as a god.

The flat ground is thundering, and the sound of the sonorous strike of gold and stone roars through the ears.

After several encounters, at the end, the Cloud Sword Domain dissipated, the wind was harmonious and the sun was beautiful, and the river was clear and Haiyan, which also indicated that Fan Wusheng's realm was officially consolidated in a half-step transformation into a god.

"Hell... Ghost Emperor Alternate?! ”

The surrounding monks were all stunned and dumbfounded.

No one knows what happened during this period, obviously he was still practicing sword skills not long ago, and then this and that, how, why did he suddenly take that half a step?

Lu Wu looked around blankly, and he had no intention of catching a glimpse of Chen Yi who was calm and relaxed, and he was startled, his frosty eyes narrowed, and he was thoughtful: The problem is still with this guy.

This young sword cultivator who appeared out of thin air, had a mysterious origin, and was so handsome that even she was a little jealous of his true cultivation was definitely the tip of the iceberg.

Otherwise.

Igniting impermanence can be done by a random cat or dog?

Could it be that he is already powerful enough to reach the heavens and the earth?

How strong does that have to be? Avatar? Dzogchen? Still is... Above the gods?

"This Terran monk is kind of interesting."

The most unbelievable thing is Xie Bi'an.

He knew Fan Wuxu, better than anyone else, and they had been together day and night for an incomparably long period of time, and it was precisely because of this that it was even more unbelievable.

Don't look at them in the limelight outside, even the demons of hell have to retreat when they see them, in fact, all God-given opportunities are all equivalent exchanges.

They once asked the earth for the title of impermanence, and although they held the authority of the soul seducer from then on, they used their own three souls and seven spirits as bargaining chips.

In other words, if the will of the earth does not allow it, there is no possibility of them breaking the realm.

However, Fan Wusu broke the curse.

He crossed the will of the tunnel and took that half step, the threshold of the gods, his hand on the knocker, which for them could not be summed up by a promotion.

He's free!

It's not over yet.

Full.

The impermanence envoy who had always only kowtowed to him by others did not shy away from making a respectful salute to the young sword cultivator not far away.

At the same time.

Luo Lie, the lord of the city, and his vassals, as if they had seen some kind of absurd picture, gasped, Xie Bi'an also had a shock in his pupils, and subconsciously spoke:

"No help, you..."

This scene was to be transmitted back to the underworld, which was enough to shock the jaws of the ancient giants.

True.

Impermanence is not considered the top combat power of the underworld, but don't forget, they are authentic wills, and they are the soul seductors of the pro-seal, they are officials, and the Jiupin Sesame Officials are also officials.

Official, on behalf of the imperial court, impermanence on behalf of the prefecture, Fan Wusu saluted Chen Yi in front of the public, what is the difference between this and the entire underworld saluting Chen Yi?

However.

To the surprise of all the drunken demons and Xie Bi'an, the will of the earth was not angry, did he not take the other party to heart? Maybe... What are the other reasons?

Fan Wusu didn't think about it that much.

He worships Chen Yi.

Because he realized that Chen Yi was unfathomable, he deduced the opponent's sword path in the mortal realm, and he couldn't see through it, and he couldn't see through it in half a step, and the higher the realm, the more he couldn't see through.

One of the swords is an ancient powerful person, a sword breaks ten thousand laws, but Chen Yi is the first and one, the extra one, is unspeakable, unseek, incredible!

Chen Yi bowed his head, and his lips squirmed, as if he had said something.

Half a day.

When Fan Wuxu, who had returned to the 100,000 Great Mountain, was called back to his senses by Xie Bi'an, the young sword cultivator had already disappeared, and only two words were left in his ears, lingering.

"Now that you have just entered the kendo gate, your vision is still narrow, and you see me like a frog at the bottom of a well looking up and seeing the moon."

"When you are lucky enough to open the Sword Dao Heavenly Gate one day, you will see me like a grasshopper seeing the blue sky."

I don't think of a poem I read in my spare time.

"I don't see the ancients before, and I don't see the people who come after."

"Thinking of heaven and earth, I am alone and crying."

- "Song of Dengyouzhou".

Fan Wusu doesn't know if this is the case, but in his memory, this is a person who can only come out in thousands of years, and it is a romance that cannot be met in thousands of years.

Thereupon.

He solemnly took the pen and wrote these words on a mountain in the north:

"Long live the mourning and get Chen Jun."

Finished.

Thinking about it, I felt inappropriate, and hurriedly added a line at the end of this sentence:

"The sky is above!"