Ximentian finally couldn't bear the strength of the gun, and the blood vessels in his arms had a faint tendency to burst. The internal organs of the whole body churned together, and the whole body seemed to become a mess like a paste. The aura in the dantian was chaotic, as if it couldn't be controlled, and it wandered through the meridians.

"Poof. Ximen Tian couldn't stand it, spit out a mouthful of blood, looked at the remaining spear, and felt dead in his heart.

Suddenly, his chest began to heat up, to be precise, it was the cheats that Xiao Teng handed over to him that began to heat up.

Xiao Teng didn't know that when Ximen Feixue wrote this secret book, he engraved three sword marks on it, and he needed the clansmen to enlighten it with blood.

When Ximen Tian was born, the Ximen family had been wiped out by the Manchus, and his father Ximen Heng thought that he had the protection of the alliance leader, and this sword mark did not need to be used anymore. So he didn't tell him about it, and besides, he didn't want his children to live in resentment all day.

"It's so hot!" Ximen Tian couldn't help but roar, he opened his eyes, and found that there was a golden light that stopped the tip of the spear.

"Talisman?" The general was slightly stunned, and suddenly felt a strong thrust coming, and even the people and horses flew out upside down.

A pale golden figure slowly appeared.

"It is. Although Ximentian's body was a mess, his consciousness was very clear.

The figure slowly turned around and smiled slightly: "You are a descendant of the Simon family?"

The figure is like a mortal, but it is like a sharp sword that has not yet been unsheathed, hidden in it, but it makes people feel that it belongs to him.

"I, my name is Ximentian. Ximen Tian said with difficulty.

"Whoever is coming, report the name!" the general reined in his horse and picked up the spear that had fallen to the ground.

"You, not worthy!" the golden figure stood there and said lightly.

"Just an out-of-body incarnation dares to speak like this. Listen, I'm Changshan Zhao......" The general snorted coldly.

"You're just a wisp of soul, well, your soul hasn't dissipated yet. I'm Simon Flying Snow. ”

"Look at the gun!" the general shouted, dancing like snow.

"Good marksmanship. The figure seemed to admire, and then his breath soared.

The first layer, the second layer, and the third layer of Qi training...... The seventh, eighth, and ninth floors faintly climbed to the edge of King Kong.

The sky suddenly darkened, and the wind howled.

"Oh?" Ximen Feixue seemed to understand something, and suppressed his cultivation in the ninth layer of Qi Refining Great Perfection.

Main control room.

"This, what is this!" Zixuan saw a blurred cloud of golden light.

"Hahaha, happy!" The spear lit up with a silver glow, circling and dancing like a silver dragon, scattering ten thousand snowflakes.

"Chasing the wind!" the swordsmanship is like the wind, intertwined with the snowflakes in the sky.

"This is the real wind chasing sword. Ximen Tian lay there, unable to stand upright, and could only tilt the angle of his eyes hard, looking at the battle that belonged to the real master.

"Gentian, Bright Silver!" the general's spear shook, and the sound of a dragon's groan came from it.

"Chasing souls!" The golden figure swordsmanship suddenly changed, becoming weird, becoming ethereal and unpredictable, as if it was about to be worth the soul of a second person.

Ximen Tian suddenly felt a deep tremor, as if his soul was about to be pulled out deeply, and his heart was shocked.

The sound of "bell, bell......" The sound of weapon handover was endless, and it became more and more urgent, and people's blood gushed when they heard it.

Gradually, Ximen Tian could no longer see the figure. Only the sound of weapons being handed over and the whistling of a whirlwind were heard. If anyone saw him, they would definitely be horrified to find that there was blood in Ximentian's eyes.

"Look, I can't see it. Ximen Tian said helplessly.

"Bang!" The speed of the battle slowed down again, and the golden figure jumped slightly, and the long sword slashed down on the head.

The general hurriedly separated the spear and held the sword.

"You and I are evenly divided. The general smiled slightly.

"Really?" the golden figure was expressionless.

The spear suddenly made a clicking sound, and began to disintegrate centered on the place where the sword struck. The war horse roared and turned to dust.

"I haven't lost yet! I haven't tasted defeat in my life!" The general's face suddenly turned hideous, and a water-blue sword appeared in his hand, with the word green vat appearing on it.

"You, not a swordsman, are not worthy of a sword. The golden figure suddenly stepped back, stood beside Ximentian, leaned down, and looked at him.

With reverent eyes, Ximen Tian looked directly at the golden figure.

"Ancestors. ”

"Do you want to know, the pride of the swordsman?"

"Yes. ”

"Good!" the golden figure slowly vanished.

A life slip at the headquarters of the Huidao Alliance suddenly made a trembling sound, it was Ximen Tian's jade slip!

"Tian'er!" Xiao Teng suddenly opened his eyes and picked up Ximen Tian's life slip.

Ming Jian suddenly exuded a different kind of aura, Xiao Teng's hand couldn't help but tremble, this familiar aura, he will not forget in this life.

"Big brother!"

Main control room.

"It is. Zi Xuan wiped away his undried tears, and when he saw Ximen Tian with his long hair scattered, he stood up!

"I've been pursuing swordsmanship all my life, but unfortunately it's hard to reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship. But I know, what is a swordsman, what is a sword heart, junior, you remember, this is ......"

Ximen Tian was holding a half-truncated sword in his hand, and he suddenly felt that he was like a warrior who was about to die, either the enemy died or he died!

"Oh my God!"

Ximen Tian felt that his strength was drained of his strength.

"Outside!"

He conjured up six figures, each holding a sword.

"Fly!"

The six figures pointed their swords at the general, and the general seemed to be immobilized, motionless. Only the eyes revealed an incredible look.

"Immortals!"

The long sword pierced through the body.

"General Zhao. Ximen Tianyi clenched his fists.

"Simon Knight, we'll meet again later. The general also smiled, threw the green cylinder sword to the ground, and then quickly disintegrated his body. I don't know if he is referring to Ximen Tian or Ximen Feixue.

"I see. Ximen Tian looked realized, and then fainted to the ground.

Hurt the door, break!

Eight more doors appeared in front of Ximen Tian, and this time Zi Xuan rushed out of the birth gate with a token in his hand and hugged him.

It turns out that the token is an order to pass the battle, and its defect is that it cannot save the person who is murderous, and it can only be used by the person who executes the order to protect himself in the battle. Now that the injured door has been broken, Zixuan can naturally rescue Ximen Tian from the formation.

"Ximentian, how are you? Zi Xuan probed his snort and found that the breath was still there, and couldn't help but relax.

Ximen Tian is in a world that belongs to the sword. It's vague, but it's also very clear. In the dream, no one spoke, no one laughed, only the shadow of the sword, only the sword move.

Suddenly, he walked through a portal, which he gently pushed open. A figure appeared in front of him, the figure was dressed in white, holding a long sword, and began to practice the sword. First, the basic picking, plucking, and stabbing, followed by the basic sword moves, and then the sword moves become more and more subtle.

"This is the Wind Chasing Sword!"