Knife!

Knife!

Knife!

As far as the eye can see, it is a knife.

At this moment, Yanyang's knife transcends boundaries and transcends thinking.

Yan Yang has condensed his spirit to the extreme.

With just a little bit of strength, he was able to kick through the moat for him, enter the Yuan Shen Realm, increase his life for at least a thousand years, and enjoy a long life.

But in an instant, the sky changed color.

A moment ago, the sun was still high.

A moment later, what hung in the sky had become the huge full moon.

The Great Grandmaster of the Tribulation is already a half-immortal, and he has the power of some 'immortals'.

And under the moonlight, all the sword light is smashing, all the ferocity and unwillingness, domineering and anger, must be dormant.

It was like a tiger standing on a high hill, roaring at the sky.

Even if its howling sound was enough to terrify the beasts, it could not shake the thousands of years, the bright moon hanging high in the galaxy.

This is an absolute suppression in the realm, and it is also an absolute suppression in strength.

Boom!

A gap broke in Yanyang's knife.

And there is also a crack on Yanyang's body.

Lao Bai clenched his fists, he wanted to say something and do something, but after all, he could only watch.

This is Yanyang's own choice.

Bang Bang Bang · ！

A large number of gaps crumbled in Yanyang's knife.

And his body is also full of cracks.

Blood was strewn and sprinkled all over the body.

He has turned into a bloody man through and through.

But with the pace of dripping blood, he did not stop swinging the knife.

Knife!

It is the weapon of the hegemon, and the weapon of the warrior.

With a long knife in hand, you should die without regrets.

"Kill!" Yan Yang stepped on the blood, stepped on his battle spirit, rushed to the sky, and dyed the clouds in the sky into blood.

A curved knife that walks in the straightest line.

This knife smashed several monks of the Demon Court, and then slashed in front of Yuechan.

At this time, Yuechan finally revealed her full true face.

The skin is snow-white, can be broken by blowing, and the bridge of the nose and small mouth are high.

Long silver hair, dancing wildly in the sword wind.

She stretched out a slender jade finger, and then pressed against the blade of Yanyang.

A drop of crimson blood slowly oozed from her fingertips.

The next moment, she flexed her fingers slightly, and then flicked.

Knife··· Shattered into pieces.

And Yanyang, like a rag doll, fell down and fell into the blackened son of Lishui.

"Knife repair! Yuechan said lightly.

Then he said, "It's ridiculous!"

Yes!

For most traditional monks, whether it is sword cultivation or sword cultivation, it is ridiculous!

There are thousands of spells in this world, and all kinds of countermeasures and countermeasures emerge in endlessly.

For monks, there are countless ways to refuse to go head-to-head, refuse to look at each other, and settle their opponents at thousands of distances.

However, sword cultivation and sword cultivation have chosen the most direct, cruel, bloody, and non-retreating way to fight.

Sword cultivation still has the means to take people's heads for thousands of miles with the sword, and sword cultivation... To be more absolute than sword cultivation, they pull themselves closer to their opponents and enemies, and they prefer to hold the sword tightly in their hands... like one's own life and authority.

"Isn't it ridiculous?" a flat boat, through layers of mist, appeared on the blackened water.

A net scooped up Qiyang's body, which only had a trace of remaining energy.

"Nameless black knife, three feet eight long, stained with dozens of blood, once beheaded the Qingyun List twelve Lou Guanyu, Cangyun knife guest Long Ye, today I am fortunate to be stained with the blood of the Thunder Knife Yanyang, it is not very honorable. Lin Xi held his knife in his hand and said to Yanyang.

Yan Yang's eyes were dim, his vitality had been cut off, and at this moment he was just staring at Lin Xi's knife.

Then nodded slightly.

A knife man, dying under the knife, is his best destination.

Poof!

The long knife slashed, and the great head flew up.

The trace of the demon element that was originally attached to the blade quickly drained the soul of Yanyang.

At this moment, Lin Xi finished his life.

What Lin Xi, Long Ye, and Lou Guanyu cultivated was only sword intent, and what Yan Yang had... It's the soul of the sword!

His glory, his life, his ideals, his unwillingness and anger, his protection and determination, all pinned on the sword.

Where the blade goes, there is no regret in death.

At this moment, Lin Xi··· A logical breakthrough.

He was not suitable to break through on such an occasion.

Because that would expose him for what he is.

But at this time... He had no worries.

He had been infected by Yanyang's sword soul, and the determination and will that belonged to the swordsman were better than Lin Xi's instincts.

The sword qi that soared into the sky shook the sky and stars.

The golden pill shattered, and under the tempering and beating of the aura, it turned into a knife with a hundred blades, and settled in the dantian of Linxi.

That's a knife baby!

A sword baby of the same level as Bai Xuan's sword baby.

"Knife repair... It's not ridiculous!" The moment Lin Xi condensed the knife baby, he also swung the knife at Yuechan on the huge sailboat.

Yuechan had a sneer on her face.

But the moment the knife came to her, her complexion suddenly changed slightly, and she stepped back slightly... Dodge!

The great master of the dignified tribulation period actually dodged Lin Xi's knife.

"Burning Baby?"

"You just condensed the Yuan Baby, then burned the Yuan Baby, turned into a knife... You were implicated in this matter, and Yan Yang died here at this time, which was also caused by you. Why did you cut this knife?" Yuechan asked Lin Xi.

Lin Xi held the knife and said: "I calculated Yanyang in order to live." And I cut you with a knife because... There are some things more important than living. ”

"Just because I said... Is Dao Xiu ridiculous?" the sarcasm on Yuechan's face was even worse.

Lin Xi stopped talking nonsense, and he made a second knife.

"It's stubborn, it's still ridiculous. ”

"The knife is ridiculous, and you... Weak ridiculous!" Yuechan stretched out her hand and pointed, and the moonlight ran through time, with the eternal brilliance of the ages, falling towards Lin Xi.

In the moonlight, all the sword light is extremely fragile.

Lin Xi burned the knife baby and sent out a knife, which really seemed ridiculous.

Sky··· A ray of light streaked through.

Like a shooting star, piercing the night.

The sound of the sword, the sound of the sword, shattered the eternity of the moonlight.

A more proud, more eternal will permeates this shrouded, artificially created night.

"Bai Xuan!"

"You're also here to die?" Yuechan asked proudly.

Even if Bai Xuan came, she didn't take it seriously.

Qingyun is third on the list, and what about the strong contenders on the Hidden Immortal List?

Potential is only potential, not unrivaled strength.

But the next moment, the day... Cracked!

The sun is shining and the moonlight is fragmented.

It turned out to be just a fantasy, but a disguise, Yuechan didn't really change the world and steal the day.

And the sword in Bai Xuan's hand seized the glory of the sun and the moon and shone the entire sky.

"Yue Ling Sword! I didn't expect that... It's still there!" Yuechan looked at the rusty-looking ancient sword in Bai Xuan's hand with jealousy.

Nanling Sword Pavilion South refers to the first generation of patriarch Nan inlay, and Ling is this Yueling sword.

The origin of the Yue Ling sword has long been unexaminable, according to legend, it is the ancient Yue country's Zhenguo sword, after the ancient Yue country was destroyed by the fairy court, this sword has become the ancient Yue country's funeral goods.

It wasn't until many years later that the South Insert got it.

Later, according to legend, the third-generation patriarch of the Nanling Sword Pavilion broke the void with this sword and flew out of the sky.

Now it seems that the rumors are wrong.

This sword has always been in the Nanling Sword Pavilion, and Bai Xuan has been chosen to become its new leader.