Ouyang Yan retracted his thoughts, and his divine soul leaped into the sky, practicing the Three Realms Sword Technique in the air.

"A sword sky, a long sunset. ”

A sword point out is the sword momentum of three hundred and sixty swords, the sword river that leads to the sky rises and falls, and the big sunset goes down the river, and the sword qi is vertical and horizontal.

"Erjian Land, the moon died in the West Mountain. ”

This sword momentum, with seven hundred and two sword changes, condensed into five huge sword peaks, forming a sword array that enveloped the five directions.

These two swords, now in his hands, have reached the point of being natural, and they have been appreciated by the Divine Gate.

Shenmen had expectations for him, hoping to break through this consummation number and add a few more sword momentums again.

This is also where Ouyang Yan's mind lies, he feels that the first sword can reach three hundred and sixty-one swords, or even four hundred and five hundred swords.

And the second sword, the sword momentum of seven hundred and twenty swords, can go beyond the limit and reach ** hundred or even more.

It's just that this sword technique is too perfect, and it is not so easy to break through a limit again.

Therefore, he focused on the practice, while cultivating, while thinking, looking for the gap that broke through this limit.

The sword shadows in the sky overlapped, and his divine soul was like a round of rising sun, and the dazzling golden light bloomed.

As soon as the sword in his hand was pointed out, there were three hundred and sixty sword changes, and he urgently needed to break through this sword.

Because he felt that even if it broke through to three hundred and sixty-one swords, just one sword could make the power of this sword exponentially explode.

The first time it failed, then the second, then the third, dozens and hundreds of times.

He gradually found his senses, and found the slightest gap to break through the three hundred and sixty swords.

Seeing Ouyang Yan working so hard, Shenmen also sighed with relief and shock.

Because this Three Realms Sword Technique was created by him, his heirs are now breaking through this very perfect sword momentum, and there is also a trace of eyebrows, how can he not be happy.

As long as Ouyang Yan did it, it would mean that Ouyang Yan was even stronger than his master.

At the same time that Ouyang Yan was tirelessly cultivating the Three Realms Sword Technique, in the mansion of the famous city Taishi, a small figure was in the palace hall, talking with Pang Zhan.

No one dared to despise this little child's figure, because he was a seven-year-old prodigy Gu Moxuan.

"You said that in the martial arts assessment field, you saw that Ouyang Yan's archery technique was exactly the same as mine?" Pang Zhan looked at Gu Moxuan and asked in surprise.

"If it weren't for Vice Marshal Pang showing his skills and killing the giant beast with one arrow, I wouldn't have said that. Gu Moxuan nodded, his eyes as black as gems turned, surging with the light of wisdom.

He continued: "After thinking about it for the past few days, I am sure that it is unanimous, as far as I know, it is the treasure book inherited by Vice Marshal Pang's family, the Nine Arrows of the Heavenly Silkworm. ”

"Are you really sure?" Pang Zhan's resolute face turned angry, and he looked at Gu Moxuan and asked with certainty.

"If I'm not sure, I won't come to the Taishi Mansion today and make a special trip to inform me about this. Gu Moxuan nodded and replied affirmatively.

"If this is true, I won't let you be a pawn when you get to the border. Pang Zhan gritted his teeth, his broad palm slapped the table slightly, and his eyes bloomed with a chilling light.

His eyes are like two arrows glowing with cold light, extremely sharp, and ordinary people will be scared to the point of urinating when they look at his eyes.

Pang Zhan's heart swelled with murderous intent, and he thought of his younger brother Pang Fei.

Pang Fei didn't see anyone in his life, he didn't see the corpse in death, he was already more than lucky, in Pang Zhan's heart, he knew that his younger brother would definitely encounter an accident.

It's just that how Pang Fei died, and who died at whose hands, he has no way of knowing.

Now the information provided by Gu Moxuan made him feel that he had found clues.

If Ouyang Yan's archery technique was really the Nine Arrows of the Heavenly Silkworm, then he could be sure that Pang Fei was buried at the hands of Ouyang Yan.

He couldn't wait to arrest Ouyang Yan at this time to verify whether this was really the case.

"Thank you, Vice Marshal Pang. Gu Moxuan's face flashed with a sly look, and he hurriedly clasped his fists and saluted.

"You go back first, and tomorrow I will give the order first, so that Ouyang Yan will go to the border first. Pang Zhan spoke, his eyes surging with coldness.

Gu Moxuan answered, and walked out, with a sly and smug look on his face, making his immature face extremely inconsistent with his age and height.

After walking out of the mansion, Gu Moxuan said coldly: "Hmph, Ouyang Yan, what about King Wenwu, you are nothing when you get to the border pass, I want you to never come back." ”

"Gu Gongzi, come with me. The housekeeper who led the way saw Gu Moxuan stunned in place with a gloomy smile, and immediately reminded him to lead the way ahead.

Pang Zhan leaned back on the big chair, his expression was full of anger, he gritted his teeth and frowned, at this time he seemed to believe that Ouyang Yan was the murderer who killed his younger brother.

He drank coldly and said, "Ouyang Yan, if you are really as Gu Moxuan said, I will definitely let you pay for it with blood and bury you." ”

Time slipped away, the sky was about to brighten, and the eastern horizon was white.

Ouyang Yan, who had been practicing the Three Realms Sword Technique all night in the Gate of the Three Realms, had already reached the limit of breaking through the first sword, three hundred and sixty swords.

Not only does he work hard, but he is also extremely focused.

Throughout the night, he practiced his first sword at least a thousand times.

The first sword became more and more natural in his hands, and his entire divine soul was immersed in the practice of this sword.

The shadows in the sky sounded like a huge river of swords.

His divine soul treasure body was dazzling with golden light, like an elegant sword immortal, the sword was like a dragon in his hand, and countless sword shadows surrounded him.

He felt that he was about to break through the limit of the three hundred and sixty swords, because the power of this sword had become more and more powerful.

His efforts are directly proportional to his cultivation, and the physical realm is about to break through the "Martial God Realm." "Reach" the Martial Wonderland. ”

And the divine soul is in the realm of the two tribulations and scattered immortals, and there is no slack practice in the gate of the Three Realms every day, and there is the pure yang golden fire of the Nanwu Divine Lamp to absorb.

The speed of his cultivation was amazing, but he was not satisfied, because he knew that the people he had to face were too powerful.

Shenmen resounded with an excited voice, and said, "It's time to break through the limit of this sword, I want to witness a feat, haha......"

Rumble!

Just as Shenmen had finished speaking, a thunderous sound suddenly rang out.

In that air, the Sword River rushed to the sea, forming a sea of swords, countless brilliant golden light divine swords rushing, countless golden lights steaming, and the sharp and unstoppable momentum made Ouyang Yan look more like a peerless sword immortal at this time.

"It's finished!" Shenmen exclaimed involuntarily, the excitement and joy in his tone that could not be concealed.

"I finally broke through the limit and reached the level of turning one sword into three hundred and sixty-one swords, and only this sword has actually raised the power of this sword to a higher level," Ouyang Yan stopped and said a happy word.

This has been in vain, and finally tonight will be "a sword sky, sunset long river." The three hundred and sixty swords broke through, reaching three hundred and sixty-one swords.

This sword, as if it was made out of nothing, is natural, and this swordsmanship has been upgraded to a higher level, the sword momentum is more amazing, and the power is more terrifying.

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