After the disappearance of the Eastern Emperor Haotian God, the three-star cave of the oblique moon gradually disappeared, and was replaced by a vast world.

The solid ground under Luo Ting's body also turned into nothingness, and a sea of clouds appeared under his feet.

At this moment, there are still traces of Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, as if they have come to the sea of clouds.

Luo Ting looked at the last remaining thirty Terran powerhouses, and smiled contemptuously: "Is it you together, or I will fight one by one." ”

The thirty people glanced at each other, and then burst into a shocking laugh, "Shaft! ”

One of the thirty walked out, dressed in a white shirt and carrying an ancient sword behind his back, made of what appeared to be made of bronze.

Luo Ting couldn't help but look down on this person, according to legend, the first sword between heaven and earth, is the accumulation of human luck, the essence of the mountains and rivers of Kyushu made, when the sword was completed, the prestige spread throughout the primitive avenue, and finally became the human emperor sword, named "Cangsheng Dao Dao Sword", which means to open the mountain for all sentient beings.

The second sword is cast in bronze, bronze is the most worthless metal in the Xuan Realm, even the lowest level of spiritual weapon production can not be mixed with any bit of bronze, otherwise it will affect the quality of the spiritual weapon.

In ancient times 10,000 years ago, bronze was the only metal that ordinary humans could control, bronze was hard in nature, and the sword made was not only short, but also brittle.

Not only can such a sword not be able to bear a large amount of spiritual power, but it doesn't even have much edge, which is too far behind the second-generation iron sword.

The swords used by all the sword cultivators in the Xuan Realm today are all based on the iron swords of the second generation, and the bronze swords of the first generation are really inferior.

The person in front of Luo Ting floated into the air and came to a place three feet in front of Luo Ting, bent down and saluted: "The ancestor sat down and the thirtieth disciple of the human race was nameless, and asked with a sword." ”

"The Southeast Xuan Realm, the Holy Land of the Heavenly Capital of Buzhou Mountain, the Thunder Emperor Luo Ting. With that, a magic circle appeared behind Luo Ting, and a purple long sword appeared in the circle.

The moment Luo Ting held the long sword, the heavens and the earth changed color, and the sea of clouds became turbid and heavy from behind Luo Ting.

And the nameless side is still clouds and smoke, bright and white.

"Your spiritual power is filled with extremely pure thunder elements, why don't you use thunder instead of a sword?" asked Nameless in a loud voice.

"Because the strength of the predecessors is only in the Nine Realms, and the saber is also extremely poor, so the use of thunder may be a bit of a bully to the seniors. Luo Ting said.

After hearing this, Nameless couldn't deny it, but said lightly: "I use the sword, because the way of the sword purely does not contain anything else, the real sword cultivation should uphold the righteousness of heaven and earth after holding the sword, and the sword in the hand should be invincible, not by virtue of the quality of the sword in the hand to determine the level of sword cultivation, you must know that the combat power of sword cultivation is not determined by level, spiritual weapon." ”

Luo Ting said with a smile: "But when a sword cultivator with strong combat power is holding a divine sword, and he is holding a wooden sword or copper sword that is so ordinary that it can no longer be ordinary, the combat power must be different, and even very different, as far as I know, there is no great sword immortal in his hand who does not have a divine sword." ”

The bronze sword behind Nameless sounded twice, and it was automatically unsheathed, and it was automatically held in Nameless's hand.

Suddenly, the sea of clouds on the nameless side was cut off, turning into one cloud after another, hiding far away.

Luo Ting's complexion changed, and he quickly retreated, and that nameless sword qi had already filled the heavens and the earth, everywhere.

Luo Ting waved his sword to block the nameless sword qi, only to see the nameless horizontal sword in front of him, the sword finger flicked Su Wen's sword, and said quietly: "According to legend, when the Emperor's sword came out, the heavens and the earth were clear, and all living beings were boiling, but few people knew what happened when this Su Wen sword came out?" Su Wen's original name was Tai'a, when the sword came out, the power resounded between heaven and earth, the sword bearer was the first general around the emperor, and then it was damaged in the battle with the extraterritorial evil, I got it, recast, although there is no more prestige, but you can still feel its inherent unyielding fighting will. ”

Luo Ting's expression was solemn, and endless light bloomed on the body of the divine sword purple lightning, since he had decided not to use thunder and lightning, then he didn't need thunder and lightning, although he was not high in swordsmanship alone, but his own cultivation was only eleven realms, and no name was only nine realms, and the odds of winning with eleven against nine were still very great.

The Su Wen sword in the nameless hand, the sword momentum is getting bigger and bigger, and the sword intent is getting heavier and heavier, just when the nameless sword momentum reaches the extreme, Luo Ting is like a great enemy, and he actually has the illusion of fighting against the second senior brother.

"The weight of the sword intent seems to have come from ancient times. ”

The bronze inscription on the sword body of Su Wen Sword is ordinary, and the nameless looks ordinary, it is such a mediocre combination, which actually makes Luo Ting, the power of the eleventh realm, the seventh strongest person in the Xuan Realm today, have some unrivaled illusions.

"Sword go!" Nameless shouted softly, the sword intent between heaven and earth was horizontal, Luo Ting's pupils widened, and he saw the sword with the heaviest sword intent in this life.

I saw that the sea of clouds retreated like a scroll, the sword intent between heaven and earth was vertical and horizontal, and the endless sword qi was cut, the sea, the sky, and the sea of clouds were clear, and there was no filth in sight.

Luo Ting sat in mid-air, a faint amount of blood flowed from his right hand, and the purple electricity was already gone.

"Is there really such a swordsmanship? Luo Ting lost his mind and asked, if the sword just now was used by the second senior brother, he would definitely die.

"Sword cultivation in the world is divided into two veins, one vein cultivates swordsmanship, and the other vein cultivates sword intent, and the people of these two veins have the same path, and in the end, only one of the two veins can reach the top. ”

Luo Ting fixed his eyes and asked, "Which line of sword cultivation is that senior?" After speaking, Luo Ting seemed to have some regrets, the weight of the sword intent just now even made him a little unbearable, this nameless person must be a sword cultivator with sword intent.

I saw Nameless chuckle and said: "In our era, there is no distinction between sword intent and swordsmanship, but if I really want to divide a priority, I should be better at swordsmanship, after all, sword intent is not something that can be measured by cultivation." ”

"Swordsmanship!" Luo Ting exclaimed: "The weight of your sword intent is the strongest existence among the people I have seen in my life, how can a senior be a sword cultivator in the line of swordsmanship." ”

"Sword intent, swordsmanship has a long history, and there is no need to deliberately classify sword cultivation qualitatively, sword intent takes time to accumulate, not that the higher the cultivation, the heavier the sword intent, I have lived a long time The sword intent is naturally heavier, but between the two alone, I am naturally better at swordsmanship, after all, swordsmanship can be practiced. ”

Luo Ting looked at the bleeding right hand in a daze, "I thought that although my swordsmanship was not high, but the divine sword was in my hand, and I should be able to block this sword if I cultivated it, it seems that I was delusional." ”

Nameless smiled lightly: "I told you, the combat power of sword cultivation cannot be judged by the realm, you rely too much on the divine sword and forget your own strength, your strength is far beyond me, you are too arrogant, after the young man sets his mentality, spread his wings and fly high, the future is yours." ”

Nameless returned to the crowd after speaking, just like the ordinary at the beginning, and after returning, he was even more indistinct.

From time to time, there were provocative voices in the crowd, "Stinky boy, you can't come yet." ”

Luo Ting smiled bitterly, this nameless cultivator is the lowest among the thirty people, although it is not a shame that he did not use thunder and lightning to defeat him, but this also exposes a problem, Luo Ting's combat power is really bad.

The most critical step in the advancement of the Nine Realms to the Ten Realms is to master a great avenue, which can be an innate avenue, such as earth, water, fire, wind, mountain, rain, thunder and lightning, or an acquired avenue, such as the way of the sword, the path of red dust, the way of human nature, the way of the gun, and so on.

But after entering the Ten Realms, if you want to advance further, you need the assistance of the second avenue, and this avenue also has no other requirements, as long as you can control it.

Luo Ting only has one thunder path, and will not be the second avenue, among the thirty people a year ago, the twenty Nine Realm powerhouses are bound to be only one line away from the Ten Realms, and the remaining ten are all above the Ten Realms, they must master one avenue, and the other avenue can also be used, if Luo Ting is not a high realm, he will definitely not be their opponent.

The nameless sword shattered Luo Ting's plan completely, and this group of disciples of the Eastern Emperor Haotian God was very strong.

So Luo Ting suddenly had an idea now, he needed to control a great avenue in a short period of time, otherwise he would get the Eastern Emperor Bell just by relying on the realm, and according to the Eastern Emperor Haotian God, he would not be able to see the Pangu Great God.

Luo Ting's eyes were arrogant, and he said contemptuously to the thirty people in front of him: "You come on, I will definitely not coax you." ”

"Good boy!"

Luo Ting wants to sharpen his sword and sharpen himself to be sharper, these thirty people are his whetstones, and the strong will always be fearless.

......

In the Xuanjie Buzhou Mountain, in the Hall of Stars, the second-generation disciples of Tiandu couldn't help but be a little surprised when they looked at the unrecognizable senior brother and the second senior brother.

"Are you going to die?" Shentu Xinghe couldn't help but say as he looked at the miserable appearance of the two.

Poria Yun took Luo Shui to bandage the wounds of the two people, and the Great Ancestor Lingyue smiled and said, "The second child is dead, I don't." ”

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Feng said coldly: "I didn't, he killed him." ”

Lingyue said that the meaning of Jiang Feng's death hand is that Lingyue still has the strength to spare, and Jiang Feng has already used all his strength, and this can only be regarded as a tie, which indirectly shows that Jiang Feng is not as good as Lingyue.

Jiang Feng naturally refused to let go of this verbal loss, even if he really couldn't beat it, he couldn't admit defeat verbally.

Lingyun frowned, and slapped Lingyue's shoulder with her bare hand, "Don't move, the injury won't stop." ”

"Huh. Lingyue smiled and didn't speak.

On Jiang Feng's side, Jiang Feng endured the pain, the avenue left by Lingyue was an injury that could not be recovered with spiritual power, and the wound was faintly painful, coupled with Yi Luoshui's lack of experience, and his movements were not gentle enough, which added a lot of pain to him.

Luo Shui looked at Jiang Feng with his brows tightly locked, and couldn't help but sweat for herself, she knew her level, so she could only whisper: "Uncle Shi, you are okay." ”

"It's okay!!. ”