Wang Wei's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it:

"The old man's sword...... The old man's wolf pivot ......"

Li Changyuan's resentful eyes, when he opened his eyes and looked at Wang Wei again, his expression was indifferent, not hatred, not complaining, and no feelings.

looked at Wang Wei as if he were looking at a dead man.

"The best of the human race, get my heirs, flesh and bones, cut bones and skin, and imprison souls—"

Halfway through, that kind of mixed voice continued to speak in Li Changyuan's mouth, and slowly turned into Li Changyuan's original juvenile voice:

"For hundreds of years, I thought that the spiritual weapon in your hand should be used as your sharp blade, but now I know that it is just forced to not be able to break away from your coffin."

"The old man's wolf pivot ......"

"This sword you forged has imprisoned the soul of a demon wolf for hundreds of years, and in the past hundred years, you have never been sincere, you have never communicated with it, and you only know how to spend it again and again. Every time the sword was swung, it wore away its remaining soul. ”

Wang Wei was stunned, but he understood Li Changyuan's words in hindsight.

Before Li Changyuan could fight back, Wang Wei retreated and pulled away, frowning, and reprimanded:

"How do you know these things!?"

A hundred years ago, it was indeed Wang Wei who made a plan to ambush the demon wolf that appeared inexplicably on the Qiu Jin Continent, but fortunately, the demon wolf was seriously injured because of something before, and Wang Wei had a chance to take it down.

After killing the demon wolf, Wang Wei asked the elders of the Refining Hall to spend more than two years of energy to make the corpse of the demon wolf that was transported back into the rare spirit sword [Wolf Hub] in his hand.

But what just now? ……’

"The old man's wolf pivot, it's you kid, you actually destroyed the spirit sword that the old man has been by his side for many years, the old man must ask you for some compensation."

Li Changyuan slowly pulled out the ancient abyss.

The moment Gu Yuan came out of the sheath, it immediately attracted Wang Wei's attention.

Gu Yuan's sword body shone with white light, just like the wolf hub that he had shattered into chips,...... Same.

'This baby, there is such a rare spiritual weapon, twitter, yes, it will soon be the old man's belongings~'

Seeing Wang Wei's grim grin, Li Changyuan was not shocked.

After Zhou Yuan placed these elders in the martial arts arena, it was also at this time that he heard a small golden sound, which seemed to be the harsh sound of steel rubbing bronze, but it could not be said to be completely harsh.

The sound is small, but very ethereal,

Groaning –

The voice seemed to penetrate his brain, and Zhou Yuan looked up and saw the elders of the inner gate, as well as the rest of the elders, their faces were pale and decadent, but their eyes were staring directly at the martial arts hall behind Zhou Yuan.

'What's the scene up there?' ’

Zhou Yuan was quite curious, and the elders of the Refining Hall opened their mouths slightly, looking at something on the stage as if they were about to say something. Looking left and right, Zhou Yuan finally couldn't help his curiosity, turned around and looked back at the martial arts arena.

The first time he turned his head to look, Zhou Yuan's eyes were also attracted by the sword.

The sword in Li Changyuan's hand, what kind of sword is that, a spiritual weapon? Or Tempo? Could it be that it is a holy artifact?

Zhou Yuan couldn't understand it, and he couldn't understand it, he could only see that the sword in Li Changyuan's hand was filled with a circle of ripples on the sword body, blue, red, and black ripples, winding around the blade.

The three colors of mist give people the feeling of spiritual power.

Zhou Yuan guessed wildly in his heart, it was the first time he had seen this kind of beautiful spirit weapon, but he didn't expect Li Changyuan to be such a genius, not only could he use the [Spiritual Power Possession] spell that ordinary people could only do when they reached the middle of the realm, but Li Changyuan could also apply it to weapons.

But Zhou Yuan was wrong.

It's not some kind of spiritual possession.

The three-color is not a spiritual power, but the remnant soul of the ancient abyss. The remnant soul from the sword is now revealed, warning Wang Wei in some way, if the young man in front of him dies, Wang Wei will definitely not be happy.

Would Wang Wei believe in such a strange existence?

What power, what ah this is, hahahahaha! ~

"Don't pretend to be a ghost here!"

Wang Wei shook his hand and shouted, and at the same time took out a spirit sword from his storage bag, although it was not as rare as the previous [Wolf Hub], this was just an ordinary fine iron sword, which was artificially enchanted, and the sword was attached with a flame explosion spell, so that it could be called a spirit sword, and it was promoted to a level that an ordinary iron sword should not have.

"Come!"

Wang Wei shouted:

"Isn't it just that a sword has been destroyed, less arrogance there, the old man is more than a sword, there are more good swords, this heavenly oath of the death match, after all, is the victory of the old man!"

And Li Changyuan's eyes were still indifferent, and there was not the slightest emotion on his face.

Noticing a slight change, Wang Wei found that the color of Li Changyuan's eyes and pupils was slightly blue, and there was no such strange color in the first place, what was the reason...... Is it his sword?

'That sword has a weird ......'

Wang Wei was thinking in his heart, he would never leave any miscellaneous small things and bargains in his storage bag, Wang Wei was careful, and there were more than sixty spirit swords in his hand plus the inside of his storage bag, and the grade was not low.

Hehehe, even if the weapon in his hand is powerful, the old man's weapon is one level lower, but the old man has a large number!

If you break a sword, you will do it again!

The old man's cultivation, strength, and realm are all existences that crush you, why should I be afraid of you, old man.

'You stinky hairy boy, you really flattened the old man! ’

Wang Wei glared at Li Changyuan angrily, the sword in his hand condensed spiritual power, and the coercion was the same as when he dealt with several elders at the same time before the coercion was restored. At this moment, Zhou Yuan, who was far away from the martial arts arena, was separated by hundreds of meters, and he could clearly feel the coercion from the peak of the Heavenly Realm.

Then, what about Li Changyuan's side, he was standing in front of this Heavenly Realm powerhouse, why did he not move, was he suppressed?

"Xiaoxiao, look at it, this is the old man's full strength!"

The momentum is still rising, and Wang Wei's realm bottleneck at this time has actually loosened?

In the sky, the thunder sounded again, and in an instant, when did a few breaths occur unconsciously, and the dark clouds in the sky pressed down to the low sky. Even though it's night, when you look up, you can feel the oppressive feeling that the sky is about to collapse.

It's breathtaking......

Empty! ——

Bang!! ——

Boom!!!

Thunder, lightning, clouds and rain, followed!!

In less than a moment, it rained heavily and the building collapsed!!

The pool of blood on the ground was gradually washed away by the heavy rain, and on the martial arts arena in the afternoon, the temperature left after being illuminated by the sun for a long time, in the heavy rain poured down for half a day, the heat under the ground, carrying the blood on the ground, the bloody wind came and went, like a knife, rubbing Li Changyuan's face.

Wang Wei snorted, his nose twitching.

He hadn't smelled this familiar smell for a long time, thinking back to the time, when he was working alone on the rivers and lakes, and he didn't know how much blood he had on his hands, this smell was really nostalgic.

Dirty, but kind.

The three-color spirit on the ancient abyss gradually dissipated, disappearing visibly with the naked eye, Wang Wei noticed, and secretly used his divine sense to snoop, but did not find any changes in the sword in Li Changyuan's hand, it was still the same level as when it was first unsheathed.

Even now, the spirit sword in Li Changyuan's hand does not have the coercion it had at the beginning.

That sense of oppression is gone.

Wang Wei sneered:

"Twitter, pretending to scare off the old man? Now that the old man not only does not retreat, but is determined to take your life, how should you deal with it? ”

Li Changyuan's face did not have the fear that Wang Wei wanted to see,

It's still the dead man's face, like a wood-like murmur:

"I've never had any calculations, it's been your worry from beginning to end, the time left for you in the Heavenly Dao Oath is running out, if you want to decide the winner, just try it as soon as possible."

Wang Wei grinded his teeth and said hatefully:

"Shhhh Stinky little ghost! ”

After scolding, Wang Wei raised his sword and flew up, this God is oppressing here, not only oppressing this Wang Wei's spiritual power, Wang Wei can clearly perceive that under this dim rain curtain, the Heavenly Dao is still suppressing something.

suppressed another force in addition to his own Heavenly Dao peak.

This feeling made Wang Wei very unhappy, obviously it was already eleven weeks, every time the calm was loosened, the way of heaven was like jealousy, every time, it would completely drain Wang Wei's spiritual power from this piece of heaven and earth, and there would be heavy rain, earthquakes, and depression in the environment all the time.

Every time it was like this, the bottleneck that made Wang Wei loose was screwed back again and again.

This way of heaven, no one can cross?

It's just a coincidence, this God is so stingy, for hundreds of years, it will not be fulfilled in the end, this old thief of heaven!

"When the old man takes your head, there is a heavenly oath, the old man will not believe it, and this old man can still regret it!"

Bang!!

The thunder sounded again, as if the sky had been smashed in half by a heavy hammer, far away, looking out of the sect, looking out of the sect, looking at the mountains and earthlines beyond those mountains and rocks, faintly shaking.

……

Distance

Far away, there was a disciple and elder near the sect, as well as the hall masters of various halls, who urgently gathered. This gathering has something that hasn't happened in a hundred years: the monster riot!

On the wasteland continent, on the side of the Star Dao Sect, not long after the group of thick rice and their clan entered the sect, the resident scouts outside the mountain gate hurriedly sent a message to report:

"Sect Master, it's not good, fifty miles away in the eastern suburbs of the wasteland, those demon wolves are starting to riot in groups!"

The sect master of the Star Dao Sect was a young man with long sideburns, a exposed forehead, upright facial features, and sharp edges and corners. In the anger of the clear eyebrows, the thin long eyebrows and a pair of willow leaf eyes, there is a little diamond-shaped blue mark on the forehead.

The mark on the forehead is a symbol of the sect master, and it is also the [spiritual heart] that can only be revealed after cultivating the secret that the sect does not pass down.

The sect master's expression immediately darkened, and he raised his hand to signal the scout to stand up and said:

"Get up, tell me more, what's going on?"

The scout stood up from the ground with his head down, ignoring the ash on his knees, and hurriedly continued to report in detail:

"Back to the sect master, at the edge of the continent to the east, the large area of star and moon demon wolves that inhabit the eastern suburbs suddenly gathered into a group for some reason a while ago, and now they are attacking our sect!"

The Sect Master pondered for a moment and asked calmly:

"How many are they, what is the realm of the head wolf?"

The scout paused, reminisced slightly, and then immediately replied:

"Back to the sect master, the number of wolves is more than 20,000, and the average realm is in the early stage of the Heavenly Realm, and the head wolf ...... Disciple, I ......"

When the scout reacted, the sect master probably guessed what was going on.

I can't tell the strength of the other party, there can only be two situations, either the other party has some secret treasure of concealing aura and cultivation, such a little cleverness is very practical in the rivers and lakes, and it will not cause unnecessary trouble for yourself.

The second is ...... The other party's realm and strength far surpassed his own, causing him to be completely unable to see through the opponent's realm, and even using his divine sense to investigate deeply could not find the slightest sign.

"Alright, let's retreat."

The sect master sighed slightly, closed his eyes, and waved his hand lightly. The scout bent down a few points:

"Yes."

The next thing doesn't need to be the turn of this scout to worry about, he is just in charge of monitoring the situation outside the mountain gate in the Star Dao Sect. As for what happens to the situation, how to deal with it after the report is completed, who to report and who to implement after there is a plan-

"Pass on the Giant Qingfeng Peak Lord."

"Yes."

One of the attendants beside him answered, and ordered him to retreat.

The mountain gate position of this Star Dao Sect is not like those sects on the Qiu Jin Continent, this is the Wasteland Continent, and the area here is very large, very large, and it is enough for a strong sect to occupy more than a dozen mountains at the same time.

The Star Dao Sect's ranking on the Wasteland Continent, although it is not the first, it is also the third and fourth existence.

Why is the third and fourth still uncertain?

Well......

Because of the existence of that sect, it should be said that that sect doesn't know whether it should exist or not, whether it is considered 'existence'.

At the moment, I still don't have time to take care of the affairs of that strange sect, at the moment, the demon beast wolves are attacking, according to the speed of those wolves, it will definitely sweep in front of the east formation of the Star Dao Sect in less than half a day.

Twenty thousand demon wolves in the early stage of the Heavenly Realm, the head wolf......

The Sect Master thought to himself:

'The east side outside the scout town guarding the mountain array, the strength is also in the middle stage of the merger, and the realm of the head wolf cannot be seen through ......, it seems that this wolf also has a peak of the merger. ’

It is only in the realm of Merge Dao, and the sect master of the Star Dao Sect is not in his eyes, the main problem is that these 20,000 demon wolves are not a small number.

Want to kill? Or eviction?

The sect master can't make a mistake in this step, what he knows is that there was a small sect that arose on the wasteland continent before, but it was not long after it arose, and he relied on his sect master's cultivation to be advanced and went to hunt demon beasts around.

Hundreds of demon beasts were hunted back and forth, and finally caused the anger of the demon beast group, and the wave of demon beasts rose.

Later, I heard the news that just overnight, the people in that small sect, even with the existence of 'cultivating as a powerful sect master', were swept away by the wave of demon beasts that night, and there was not half a bone left.

The ecology on the wasteland continent is like this, and you must know how to live in harmony with the shemales.

Remember, remember.

Outside the main hall, the doors and windows are wide open, and the gorgeous hall is dressed on a red carpet, with four rows of carved tables and chairs on both sides, and there are three stairs at the end of the red carpet, and there is a throne on the platform.

The Sect Master of the Star Dao Sect sat quietly on it, and did not sleep tonight.

After waiting for a long time, at nightfall, a tall man walked in the dim light outside the door, and walked into the hall without hurrying.

"The deity can wait for you for a long time."

The Sect Master's resting hand rested on the armrest of the throne, his wrist propped up the side face that was leaning upside down. The sect master just closed his eyes and said like this, complaining that this peak master of his own family came so slowly, and never opened his eyes to look at people.

The Peak Master of Juqing Peak, named:

"Back to the sect master, the last venerable is cold and forgiving, and he is late."

"You, when is this not the case, who put the clip on the road?"

"The sect master said and laughed, a while ago, the maid in the room of the Mozun customized the long clothes for the Mozun, and I found that the hem was half a foot longer when I wore it today, and I was afraid that it would get dirty when I walked.

"It's inked every time, and there's a reason to go back."

"Mozun doesn't dare."

The sect master straightened up, and after taking a deep breath naturally, he slowly opened his eyes and talked to Leng Zikuan about business:

"It's a little late now, there's no one here, so there's no need to say any honorifics, I called you here because there is something important."

"Mozun guesses, it should be the matter of the Star Moon Demon Wolf?"

"Well, you're pretty good at it."

Leng Zikuan's smiling face is a well-known 'human holster' in the Star Dao Sect, and others usually can't see Leng Zikuan's thoughts in his heart, and he can't even see through his mood swings. Joy, anger and sorrow are not obvious, and it is precisely because of this characteristic that Leng Zileng can keep secrets well.

With the approval of the sect master, Leng Zikuan lowered his gaze slightly, and said modestly:

"False praise, I don't dare to be, it's just that when the last zun came, I smelled a trace of unclean smell outside the eastern array."

The Sect Master's expression became a little more solemn:

"Well, it's coming sooner than the deity expected."

"Does the sect master have a plan?"

The sect master suddenly snorted:

"Heh, what can I do, it's just more than 20,000 demon wolves, I called you here this time, because I was afraid of boredom on the road, let's go, go with the deity."

"There are disciples waiting outside the formation?"

"No, this time, it's just you and me."

Hearing the sect master say this, Leng Zikuan suddenly smiled, and became as relaxed and happy as the sect master. The sect master got up and walked down the steps, towards the outside of the gate, and Leng Zikuan accompanied him side by side:

"Follow."

"Zenya."

……

Qiu Jin Continent,

Between the birch forests and fields outside the three cities, three hundred feet in the air, the Illusory Sky Sword Sect.

On the stone of Zongmen Mountain, here in the martial arts arena, Li Changyuan and Wang Wei have fought for more than 200 rounds. What has changed this time and why......

'Why, why can't the old man completely suppress him, what trick did this kid use!? ’

Wang Wei thinks that I am invincible under the heavenly realm, but this Li Changyuan takes defense as an attack, only retreats and does not advance, and has been parrying Wang Wei's attack, more than two hundred rounds, no effect at all!

Unable to break the defense at all, looking at Li Changyuan's lifeless face, a dead face without a little expression.

'Horse, what's wrong, it's getting more and more wrong!' ’

Wang Wei had already noticed that something was wrong with this Heavenly Dao Oath Death Match, but it was just a feeling, and he didn't know the reason accurately and clearly, Wang Wei was still confidently deceiving himself, he could win!

'Definitely win!' ’

Bang!!!

Boom!! ——

Thunder, accompanied by clouds and rain rolling, heavy rain pouring down, endlessly.

The rain under his feet overflowed his ankles, completely soaking and soaking the cloth shoes on his feet, and the clothes on his body were not burdened except for the bare upper body, and the lower body almost seemed to be dragging a burden weighing more than ten pounds. Li Changyuan fought with Wang Wei like this,

Sword and sword, you come and go, you advance and I retreat.

Li Changyuan will always be those two moves: Cang Lingbu and Chi Bai.

There are only these two sets of exercises that can completely dodge all of Wang Wei's moves. No matter what kind of sword moves Wang Wei uses, he will either spin the sword and gather qi, and the sword qi will be fired in several ways, or the sword qi will be haunted and go to the enemy with his body.

correct

I can't touch Li Changyuan's truth, and I can't hurt it at all.