Yu Wenlie suddenly stepped into a nebula world, this is a nebula with countless stars, the starlight flickering is a little dazzling, covering his eyes with his hands, through the thin slits of his fingertips, Yu Wenlie found that this so-called star is not really formed, but countless swords, countless starry star swords, each sword exudes a different sword power.

Yu Wenlie slowly moved his hand away from his eyes, the sword of the Emperor of the Holy Dao had already appeared in his eyes, he was afraid that it would be like outside the sword mound, attracting the backlash of the sword power, through the Xingchen Sword Yu Wenlie was shocked to find that the Xingchen Sword suddenly turned into a white-clothed fluttering swordsman, with a simple ponytail on his head, just like that, he looked at Yu Wenlie, looking at the sharpened chin and nose, the most eye-catching thing was the eyes, the eyes like the bright moon were so cold, like the bright moon in the sky between the clouds and mist, the cold light could go to the dark。

Suddenly, some stars fluttered, forming some twisted and twisted words behind the man in white, this is the extraterritorial seal script, Yu Wenlie once studied with Rhodes, the seal script is chic and elegant, and it seems to be beyond the world and says: "Young righteous spirit makes Ren! hand in hand to sweep the southern heavens, aiming to fight the heavenly swordsman! and my adult sword is invincible!"

The stars shattered indifferently, the sky full of stars turned into countless white-clothed swordsmen, everyone was dancing sword moves, each set of sword moves was exquisite, Yu Wenlie looked at the sword moves on a star, only to feel that the sword theory is difficult and profound, it is undoubtedly the top sword, and there are countless stars in this world, that is to say, there are countless exquisite swordsmanship in this world, can it be said that this is Taiyu's brother, which is called the wealth left by the swordsman who is called Guizang, this is also too appalling, as long as you master the sword path here, I am afraid that there is no rival between heaven and earth!

Yu Wenlie was all over his body for a while, raised his eyes and looked at the thousands of stars indifferently, and Herder's voice suddenly sounded in his mind: "The sword path belongs to you!" Yu Wenlie shook his head, cold sweat broke out all over his body, and he looked at the heavens and stars with palpitations, just now he believed that he would turn back in time, the sword moves here are not only broad and profound, but also infinitely powerful, and it is enough to dominate the Seven Sources Realm if he learns one set at will, not to mention Sargeras.

However, as long as you fall into the way of the sword, you will be enslaved by the infinite way of the sword here, and you will not be able to extricate yourself from the way of the sword, even if you exhaust the energy of Yu Wenlie's life, no! Even if you have ten lifetimes of energy, it is difficult to comprehend the infinite way of the sword here, I am afraid that you will be lost in the way of the sword until you die, and the sword moves here are all the sword ways of the swordsmen who were defeated by Guizang back then.

Yu Wenlie hurriedly closed his eyes, avoiding seeing this mysterious and infinite sword move again, and indulging in it and couldn't extricate himself.

However, this is not a way, it is impossible to stand like this all the time, Yu Wenlie secretly lucked 'the heart is like stopping water', Tai Yu said that the heart is like stopping water can see through the essence of Vientiane, and maybe you can gain insight into the mystery of this sword mound.

Yu Wenlie stepped on the yin and yang fish, and the starry sky began to rotate slowly around Yu Wenlie, although he didn't know how terrifying the yin and yang Yan was, but let Yu Wenlie's heart calm down temporarily, the stars moved quickly, two by two, the stars in the sky were rapidly decreasing, and finally turned into nine bright moons revolving around Yu Wenlie's body, and the nine giant swords in the nine bright moons continued to draw out sword marks, which was the volume of the entry nine styles!

"A sword pierces the heavens, only hatred will be shattered!hate!hate!hate!hate!" A roar reverberated through this dim world, and the voice was light and excited.

The white-clothed figure appeared in front of Yu Wenlie, nine giant swords floated behind him, and the sword eyes glared at Yu Wenlie and shouted arrogantly: "This is my nine 'sword sources', and it is the final sword path that I realized from my battle in the heavens back then, since you are willing to kowtow to me, I will give them to you, the sword source not only contains a qiē sword path of the heavens, but also can break a qiē sword path!" Nine swords of different shapes floated in the moonlight, and Yu Wenlie fell silent, obtaining these nine sword sources might step into a peak that he couldn't imagine, and he would become the second to return to Tibet.

Yu Wenlie suddenly raised his head, shrugged his shoulders and put Chongyue on his shoulder, squinted his eyes and said with a very reluctant smile: "No! I refuse!" Yu Wenlie turned around and prepared to leave, he had been lost for the sake of strength, abandoned his emotional righteousness, and now he remembered that he really picked up sesame seeds and lost watermelons, maybe he really got nine so-called 'sword sources' as Zang Feng said, and maybe he could be invincible in the world in the universe, this is what Yu Wenlie expected, but this touched Yu Wenlie's bottom line.

Yu Wenlie walked back directly, the nine sword sources suddenly shattered at the same time, the pitch-black universe turned into a blue sky, and he found himself standing on a sword platform at some point, the sword platform was about 100 meters in size, suspended in the sky, the sword platform was made of white marble, and it was so real that it didn't look like an illusion.

I don't know why Yu Wenlie on the sword platform suddenly lost contact with the laws of heaven and earth and couldn't feel any laws of heaven and earth, that is to say, he couldn't use sword moves such as the Split Kun Rebellion, his brows became more and more wrinkled, and an ominous premonition rose in Yu Wenlie's heart, I don't know what the hell this Guizang is doing, he has been dead for so many years.

'Brush' countless figures appeared from the sky, a swarm of bees surrounded Yuwen Lie, one of the white-clothed figures raised a sword to attack Yu Wenlie, there was no way back on the sword platform, Yu Wenlie hurriedly raised his sword to parry, although the attack of a sword was mediocre, but the sword move was erratic and elusive, Yu Wenlie roared and slashed down violently, but he felt a flower in front of him, and he had already passed by the white-clothed swordsman, and there was a sharp pain in the abdomen, it turned out that when he was staggered just now, the white-clothed sword cut a hole more than a foot long in his abdomen, and the sword was fast Yu Wenlie didn't have time to react at all。

Yu Wenlie covered his abdomen, raised his hand and found that his hand was already full of blood, this did not seem to be fake, Yu Wenlie was a little shocked, at this time, a white-clothed figure stabbed down from the air, and it was mediocre, and his strength was not even as good as that of ordinary generals, Yuwen Lie hurriedly faced the battle, but left most of his mind behind him, where was the white-clothed man who attacked him just now.

However, this sword has been a slow and weak stab from beginning to end, Yu Wenlie knows that this sword is not so simple, maybe it will suddenly give him a fatal injury like the previous move, but if the sword is really stabbed down without making a move, Yuwen Lie's heart does not care about three seven twenty-one, and the rhythm of Chongyue's rotation has been completely mastered by the man in white.

'When' there was a light sound of metal handover, Chongyue was slashed away by the white-clothed swordsman, and fell directly from his hand not far away, Yuwen Lie's tiger mouth cracked and only felt that he was hit by Mount Tai, and his bones were almost scattered, and the seven holes overflowed with blood and lay on the ground, and the white-clothed swordsman silently carried the sword and retreated to the side.

Suddenly, Yu Wenlie's chest hurt, and he saw a man in white raising his hand to take out a sword not far away, but his left chest had been pierced with a wound the size of a teacup.

Yu Wenlie lay on the ground and tried to get up several times without success, and looked up to the sky and shouted: "What the hell is this place!"