"In the past, when I was young, I used to wander in the western mountains, and suddenly I felt something, in the place where the rocks were thick, with a pair of flesh hands repeatedly searching, day and night, finally found this sword in the rocks. ”

Dongfang Cheng held Mo Yuan in his hand, his eyebrows and eyes were calm, and he spoke eloquently, as if he was talking about an extremely ordinary thing. The black light of the ink abyss in his hand became more and more intense, as if condensed into an entity, like pitch-black ink.

And with the intensity of this black light, Han Lin felt that an inexplicable feeling of depression appeared in his heart, as if a big hand was tightly pinching his heart, causing the blood in his whole body to flow rapidly, like a sudden wind at this moment!

"This sword is called Mo Yuan, it is the sword of the immortals in the past, the sword has no blade, but it is extremely heavy, like the water of the North Sea, endless. There are seven stars on the sword, which were picked by the sword fairy back then and turned into a sword. ”

Dongfang Cheng's left hand was compared to a sword finger, and with a slight stroke, a wound immediately appeared between his fingers, and blood slowly oozed out, which was directly smeared on the sword body by him, making the first star on Mo Yuan's sword body suddenly light up, and in the thick black light, a dazzling white light appeared. This white light pierced the clouds like a sharp arrow.

This light is dazzling, as if under the dark sky, suddenly there is a touch of fish belly white, which is unforgettable.

"These seven stars are the inheritance of the seven sword moves of the Sword Immortal, although this sword does not recognize me as the master, but it also recognizes my right to hold the sword, and in the past few decades, I have also comprehended a style of sword moves. ”

"This style of sword move, no one has ever seen its full picture, because they are not worthy, you are different. ”

Dongfang Cheng raised the sword in his hand high, as if he was about to open the world, in his eyes, while looking at Han Lin, he was no longer calm, and there was a trace of waves, as if he was wondering, as if he was curious, and finally it turned into nothingness, a black hole, which was dizzying.

"Originally, I only thought you were an ordinary disciple, and I wanted to defeat you with one move. But I didn't expect that from the moment I saw you, the sword sounded and trembled slightly, and it wanted to be separated from my hand, as if you were the master of the sword. ”

Dongfang Cheng's understatement set off an uproar in Han Lin's heart, making his heart shake, and his face was full of shock, looking at Dongfang Cheng in disbelief.

Dongfang Cheng has the upper hand in this battle at the moment, and there is no need to disturb his mind with words. In other words, what Dongfang Cheng said at the moment is the truth.

Could it be that he, Han Lin, had any connection with the sword immortal who held Mo Yuan in his hand countless years ago? Could it be that he was his reincarnation?

Han Lin's mind was racing, his face became more and more gloomy, and the figure of the old man who was playing chess unconsciously appeared in his mind, and he was about to ask, but he found that at this moment, Dongfang Cheng's figure suddenly disappeared in front of his eyes, leaving only the black ink abyss.

This dense forest suddenly disappeared in front of Han Lin's eyes, and in its place was a huge universe, the stars swaying, and the glow was scattered. Countless huge stars follow their rhythms. The world is endlessly changing.

Not only Han Lin, but also the other sect disciples who were in the dense forest at the moment, their expressions changed, and their eyes were full of surprise, because they were also pulled into this star. At this moment, looking at the movement of the stars in front of them, they were short of breath, their hearts shook violently, and their faces were full of disbelief, looking at Dongfang Cheng.

Is this kind of technique really something that a Qi cultivator can perform?

"I don't care if you are the reincarnation of this sword immortal, or whether you are related to the sword immortal back then, the sword is now in my hand, I want to see if you are worthy of this sword. ”

Dongfang Cheng's words were very light, but in Han Lin's ears, they were like thunder and rumbling, penetrating into his ears.

The universe of this Fang Xingchen was transformed by the sword intent of this Moyuan Sword, so Dongfang Cheng spoke, only Han Lin could hear it, and the rest of the people could only see him standing with his sword in his hand, his face was condensed, and he was about to swing the long sword in his hand in the next breath.

"Sword Sect, Dongfang Cheng, please advise. ”

As soon as Dongfang Cheng's words fell, he saw that the Mo Yuan sword in his hand immediately turned white, and the stars on the sword seemed to be about to fall off, and behind him, a figure suddenly appeared, also holding the sword high.

The face of that figure was shrouded in stars, making it difficult to see clearly, and at the same time, it felt mysterious and unpredictable. The stars circulating around suddenly stopped at the moment when this figure appeared, as if it was hindered, and the air around it also froze at this moment.

Everyone standing in this star realm seemed to be intimidated by a huge will from ancient times, and they couldn't move, and cold sweat fell from their foreheads from time to time.

Even Rong Wusheng in the Mountain Moving Sect had a solemn face at this moment, and looked at Dongfang Cheng with fear, and a chill rose in his heart. And Du Xiaomei's eyes widened at the moment, looking at Han Lin with worried eyes, opening her mouth to speak, but she couldn't say a word.

Only the unknown disciple standing behind Wan Tianyi in the back row of the Mountain Moving Sect had an extremely relaxed face, and his eyes were full of playfulness.

And Han Lin, at this time, facing this powerful will, as if he could crush everything, his long hair was flying, his heart was pounding, and his whole body was as if he was being squeezed by a strong force, and he was about to be crushed into powder.

"Damn it!"

Han Lin gritted his teeth, the green tendons all over his body burst out, and countless blood beads seeped out of his pores, making him become a bloody man in an instant, his eyes were red, his eyes were already blood-red, he vomited out a mouthful of blood, and he was so anxious!

"Chase the stars!"

The sword swung lightly, from top to bottom, as if it could cut everything. Dongfang Cheng's eyes were tightly closed, as if he was swinging his sword by instinct, and when this sword was swung down, the figure behind him also swung his sword at the same time, and turned into a black light, entered the ink abyss, and turned into a sword light again.

With the swing of this sword, Dongfang Cheng's sideburns suddenly turned white, and the corners of his eyes suddenly had a trace of wrinkles, as if at the moment of swinging the sword, he was taken away from decades of life.

The stars that stood in front of the sword light were cut off from the middle without warning, and the smooth planes, like mirrors, were able to illuminate the human figures.

At this moment, as if time had stopped, this sword light came slowly, as if it could devour everything, and in this starry sky, a slender black gap was raised. And Han Lin, who was locked by this sword light, couldn't make any other moves at all, and his mind was already blank, as if he was waiting for death.

"No way!"

Han Lin bit the tip of his tongue, the intense pain made him sober up instantly, and the figure of the old man suddenly appeared in his mind, stroking his beard and smiling, and slowly pointed out, pointing at his eyebrows.

And Han Lin at this moment, he also slowly raised his hand, his eyes were blank, as if he was controlled, he stretched out his index finger and swiped lightly in the void, there seemed to be a light looming between his fingers, and in the next moment, it turned into an invisible fluctuation, which suddenly appeared.

This finger, as if it can cut through the palace, as if it can cut through time, as if it came from countless years ago, with a reckless atmosphere, like the will of heaven descending, this finger is the end of reincarnation of life and death.

This finger made the sword light disappear suddenly, made this star realm collapse suddenly, and made Dongfang Cheng's expression, which had always been calm, change greatly, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the world.

His eyes widened and he flew upside down, and suddenly a streak of blood appeared in front of him, passing through his body, and blood flowed in.

"You won. ”

Dongfang Cheng was wearing a cloak of hair, blood and tears flowed from his eyes, he said calmly, looking up to the sky and smiling bitterly, as if he had finished a matter on his mind, leaning on the trunk of the tree, looking at Han Lin who was still standing in the distance, constantly drawing in the air......