"If this Xuan Ion cultivates the One Qi Three Qing to the Supreme Realm or comes with the True Absolute Immortal Sword, maybe there will be the strength to fight. ”

"It's a pity that it's just a sword intent. ”

Of course, Zhang sighed, listening to his tone, it seemed that Xuan Ion was bound to lose, and the outcome of this battle was already doomed.

There were also a few Taoist priests not far from them, and they were displeased when they heard this: "Which Taoist temple are you from, how can you speak for the demon clan?"

"Don't say anything, Senior Brother Xuan Ion is from Kunlun, and his means are infinitely mysterious, how can he be compared to the demon clan?"

Although they were extremely confident in the orthodox Xuan Ion of Kunlun, there was some hesitation in their words, because anyone with a discerning eye in the field could see that the Xuan Ion Dao robe on the side of the field was ragged, and there were deep and shallow sword marks all over his body, which was obviously not lightly injured, and Lu Xingyi, the prince of the demon clan in the field, except for a slight trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, did not have the slightest sense of messiness, and was still like a god.

What's more, the forbidden spell of the One Qi Transformation Three Qings used by Xuan Ion was not helpless to get Lu Xingyi, could it be that he had a spell more powerful than the One Qi Transformation Three Qings?

Even if there is, how can the prince of the dignified demon clan not have it?

The silence was broken after only a few moments.

Xuan Ion Pan sat down, put the sword on his lap, and his knuckles lightly tapped on the Absolute Immortal Sword, clanging, varying in weight and lightness, extremely regular and charming.

He actually used the Absolute Immortal Sword as a guqin and played an unknown tune.

With each knock, his face turned pale, as if he was draining his mind.

The people in the audience were terrified, and Ning Shu felt that the air in front of the entire Hanshan Temple was filled with killing intent, and the killing intent covered this piece of heaven and earth like flowing water, without the slightest gap left.

Lu Xingyi listened to the sound of the mysterious knuckles and the sword body striking, and nodded, as if the guests in the Qinglou were very satisfied with the dancing girls on the stage.

He slowly spoke: "I played well, I wanted to have more time to feel the famous Absolute Immortal Sword, but unfortunately I didn't have this time." ”

"That's it. ”

Xuan Ion had an annoyed look on his face, he understood what Lu Xingyi meant by saying that there was no time, because the immortal fate was coming.

It's just that how could he despise himself so much?

So he quickened the interval between the knuckles.

A sword roar suddenly sounded under the moonlight, and with this sword sound, the moonlight behind Lu Xing converged, at this time he seemed to be in a sea, and a phantom of a valley appeared behind him, and there was a strange tree full of fire in the valley, the leaves were fire, and the branches were also fire, and a bird's nest could be vaguely seen between the branches and leaves, and the strange tree sprinkled a large area of red and golden flames with the wind.

Lu Xingyi stood between the valleys, in front of him the sea formed by the moonlight, and behind him was a tree formed by the condensation of flames.

Ning Shu knew the valley and the tree.

He heard the green lantern say when he was away from the small building, in the depths of the East China Sea, there is a place called Tanggu, where the sun rises, and there is Fusang on Tanggu, and the ten days bath is the lair of the golden crow.

The magic image evolved by this demon prince is the legendary Yugu Fusang.

It is similar to the Qinglian Elysium rescued by the monk.

I saw Lu Xingyi use the Taiyi Sword in his hand to cut an arc in the air, and the crimson-golden sword intent slowly condensed into three suns, which were bright and dazzling in the air, and there was a burning intent in the field.

Lu Xingyi stretched out his hand, took off the sun in the sky, and smeared it on the body of Taiyi's sword like a liquid, and after three round-trips, a sword was swung out.

Like countless lights exploding, the field is bright.

Everyone experienced a split second of blindness.

After the light passes.

Twisted.

Only then did people see the picture on the field clearly, the Taiyi sword in the hand of the demon clan prince Lu Xingyi had been put into the sheath, and the sword on the knee of Xuan Ion had no previous killing intent.

The sword intent of the Absolute Immortal Sword dissipated.

Xuan Ion looked down at the sword in his lap, and he knew that he had lost.

Lu Xingyi looked at him and said, "This song is very good, but your current cultivation is not enough for me to listen to it, the Absolute Immortal Sword Intent is not your own after all, how can you hurt me blindly relying on foreign objects?"

"I'm waiting for your next challenge. ”

"Perhaps, one day I will go to Kunlun again and comprehend the true Absolute Immortal Sword. ”

Incomparably proud and domineering.

He is a person with high goals, and since he knows that the Absolute Immortal Sword is behind Kunlun Mountain, then this must be an important goal for him in the future.

Xuan Ion was a little gloomy, he understood that Lu Xingyi had already shown mercy to his subordinates before, otherwise he was afraid that he would have been turned into ashes by the flames.

He stood up, sighed, and said, "Thank you." ”

Then he turned and walked down the mountain.

Looking at the shrinking back of Xuan Ion on the stone steps, there was silence in the field, and in that moment of blindness, no one saw how the prince of the demon clan made his sword? How many swords did he take? How did the Kunlun descendant Xuan Ion fight back?

No one can see it.

They only knew that when the light disappeared and the moonlight shone down again, the ancient song coming from the Absolute Immortal Sword on Xuan Ion's knee had stopped, and the Absolute Immortal Sword had lost its killing intent, so naturally there would be no Absolute Immortal Sword.

The prince of the demon clan, Lu Xingyi, bathed in the moonlight and looked at the people on the sidelines.

The silence in the field was broken by himself.

Lu Xingyi said slowly: "You still want to compete with this seat, and this seat will be taken together." ”

Even the orthodox Kunlun heirs were defeated, and there were still people who dared to make a move against such a powerful demon prince, so they bowed their heads and sighed, and retreated down the stone steps one after another.

Apart from...... Ning Shu three.

Because Ning Shu fell into the realm of enlightenment at this time.

Yuan Youtao looked at the fewer and fewer people walking on the sidelines, and he was so anxious that he jumped to his feet, he was afraid that Lu Xingyi would burn them because he thought they were premeditated.

"Or else...... Let's go. Of course, Zhang pulled Yuan Youtao's sleeve and whispered.

"Fart, let's go, what should Ning Shu do, he must not be eaten by this demon prince. Yuan Youtao lifted his sleeve and was about to hammer the fortune teller.

"I'm kidding, I'll tell you...... Tell me..... How can I let my junior brother stay here alone. ”

After only Ning Shu and the three people were left in front of Hanshan Temple, Lu Xingyi looked over.

He recognized this little Taoist priest sitting on the ground with his eyes closed, because this little Taoist priest was the second to arrive at the Hanshan Temple after him, and he was much faster than that Kunlun Xuan Ion, although he only had the cultivation of the Divine Mind Realm, but it was also very good.

"We are not ......"

Just as Yuan Youtao was about to say that he and Ning Shu were not Taoist priests, he heard Lu Xing move his mouth and say.

"He and I are both sword cultivators, how can this seat not know the preciousness of epiphany, he can have this opportunity is his creation, if it weren't for this seat, this Luyang Guanyue should have fallen on his head, in this case, how could I cut off his cultivation path. ”

......

......

Ning Shu's visualization at this time was the phantom of a sword, with his own fifty strings, as well as the Taiyi of the demon clan prince Lu Xingyi, and the peerless immortal sword of the Kunlun descendant Xuan Ion.

Red clouds, golden light, flowing clouds, and the stars turning, all the moves and formulas between Lu Xingyi and Xuan Ion were repeated in his visualization world.

The killing intent of the Absolute Immortal Sword made his heart palpitate, and the red light was ruthless, this breath made Ning Shu very uncomfortable, as if he was stuffed into something that did not belong to him in his brain, and he desperately used the fifty strings in his hand to slash at the sword shadow of the Absolute Immortal Sword.

Tireless.

Over time, the killing intent of the Absolute Immortal Sword seemed to slowly merge with Fifty Strings, disappearing into his visualization world, and he understood that he had initially comprehended this killing intent.

This killing intent is no longer as decisive and ruthless as the Absolute Immortal Sword Intent, but has Ning Shu's own characteristics.

In his opinion, sword intent is another kind of way, which can be used to see and comprehend, but it cannot be used directly.

His kendo has already taken a different path from that of Xuan Ion, and it is difficult to say which one is the right one.

Every path has the potential to lead to immortality.

When the Absolute Immortal Sword disappeared, the Taiyi Sword appeared in his Visualization World.

The blindness of the people in the field for a moment was made up of red-golden sword shadows in Ning Shu's opinion, and others had no way of knowing how many swords Lu Xing had moved out at that moment, and Xuan Ion had returned a few swords, but he knew.

Lu Xingyi only made one sword, and Xuan Ion had no chance to fight back at all.

With just one sword, it wiped out the endless murderous aura of the Absolute Immortal Sword Intent.

He dismantled these moves in the visualization world, and then pushed backwards to the moment Lu Xing removed the sword.

Over and over again, it was as if he was drawing his sword.

He saw Lu Xing move on the Tang Valley, plucking the sun from the sea formed by the moonlight and merging into the Taiyi Sword, so he also stood in his own Dharma will, and turned into a star in the perception of heaven and earth, and then took it off, and also merged into the fifty strings, and for a time, the fifty strings of purple light were flourishing.

Pick a sea star and infuse the power of the stars into your sword.

It turns out that the magic image can still be used like this, Ning Shu said with emotion.

It is rumored that there are ten days on Fusang in Tanggu, and I saw that the prince of the demon clan only turned into three days before breaking the Absolute Immortal Sword with one sword, so if he turned into ten days, what effect would it have?

He didn't know, and Lu Xingyi himself didn't know.

That sword technique was originally created by Lu Xingyi himself, as for how far he can go, it all depends on his cultivation, and Lu Xingyi's cultivation in the dream realm can only be transformed for three days.

When everything is gone, visualize the clear light in the heaven and earth, like a river warming the fifty strings, at this time the fifty strings do not have the slightest murderous aura, and the purple light is natural and soft.

But only Ning Shu himself understands that when one day he has killing intent in his heart, Fifty Strings will naturally have killing intent, which is a symbol of moving with his heart.

Everything starts from the heart, from the heart.

This is Ning Shu's heart sword.

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At the same time, the prince of the demon clan, Lu Xingyi, was also bathed in the moonlight.

The power of Taiyin is constantly pouring from the bright moon in mid-air, like a white and indifferent liquid, and the mountains and rivers and ancient temples are immersed in the moonlight, like heavenly peace.

No one intervened.

No one dared to intervene.