The voice of the white feather Fulong sword sounded, Zhu Ningxin's robe was stained with blood, she staggered, and knelt down with a pop, blood flowed under her knees, like a trickle.

In addition to these ten swords, the remaining sixty-two ancient swords formed a formation, besieging many immortals in Baiwu Mountain, and the sword qi turned into a supreme barrier, and there was no flaw in the seams.

The Zehe sword in Li Qinghe's hand trembled, it was a mournful roar that could not resist the majesty of the white feather Fulong, but even so, Zehe still followed the sword master's will and slashed towards the sixty-two sword array.

A burst of brilliance dissipated, the Zehe sword was almost broken, and the huge force pulled Li Qinghe back a few steps, and then looked up, the sword array was still cold, and the qi wave was surging without reducing half of its power.

The immortal sword in the sky didn't care about the Baiwu Mountain Dao in the sword array at all, just waiting for Zhu Ningxin to give it an answer.

The red blood dripped down, fused with the red maple, almost indistinguishable from each other, the ten swords ran through the body, Zhu Ningxin was strong and self-supporting, operating mana, and locking the qi and blood in the body, but just this one action almost made her lose her strength, and her face became pale.

"Hold the sword....... Why?"

Zhu Ningxin muttered to himself, and the words of the white feather Fulong resounded in his mind, constantly echoing.

"Three-foot green sword, two volumes of Taoist scriptures....... Cough..... I'm holding it all in one hand. ”

"I ..... Holding a sword is only for practice. ”

The words echoed, and the White Feather Fulong Sword shook: "Hold a sword for cultivation, and go down to the sword realm." ”

"You hold a sword for the sake of cultivation, how is this different from holding a sword for the sake of holding a sword?"

"Whoever bears the sword is either to kill, or to protect, or to wish, or to be dashing...... For the sake of the killer, the sword is only for the sake of killing, the sword is only for the sake of killing, for the protector, the sword is only for protection, the sword is only for protection, for the wish, the sword is only for the wish, and the sword will be achieved when the sword is released, for the dashing person, the sword is only for the sake of chic, and the sword is only for the satisfaction of his vanity. ”

"Junior, you are a sword cultivator, but when I take out the sword, I can't see the slightest bit of the heart of death! You must know that the sword is the blade of the heart! The heart is afraid of the sword but not the enemy, you must move forward and cut through the clear blue sky!"

"The sword can't turn back, and the sword must not be collected! Why the sword, why the sword? The three-foot sword in the box on his back is for the sky and shows injustice! The sword is a brilliant soldier, the real swordsman must know when he can take out the sword, when he can move the sword, and the sword is also a killing soldier, the sword must kill people, if he dies, you die!"

"The sword is aggressive, but not aggressive, and you must be the one who is defeated when you fight! The sword has killing intent, but it has no heart to die, and you are the one who is defeated when you fight!"

"The mood is brave, the sword intent is invincible, the mood is cowardly, the sword intent is weak!"

"I don't know the sword intent, I don't know the sword realm, I don't know the sword heart!"

"You can't even hold a sword!"

The white feather Fulong sword reprimanded, the mighty sound shook the mountains, it dwelt in the sky, shining brightly, like the great god in the sky descended to earth, descending to the earth.

Zhu Ningxin's face was pale when he was reprimanded, his body trembled, and at this time, one leg moved, took a deep breath, and stood up with his own support, the long sword in his hand let out a mournful sound, and the sword body continued to tremble, as if it was about to collapse here.

"Junior, do you have anything to say?"

Bai Yu Fulong spoke, Zhu Ning's heart rose and fell, his left hand held the hilt of one of the ten swords, and suddenly pulled the sword outward.

She is a Xuanmen Immortal cultivator in the Jade Liquid Realm, and she has long condensed into a half-step human immortal, but even so, being pierced by ten ancient swords at the same time, it almost cost her life, even if it is a human immortal, she can't bear it, and she has to be seriously injured.

Fortunately, these ten swords did not stimulate the sword intent, and the sword spirit was silent, as if it was just following Bai Yu Fulong's meaning, piercing her through and no longer making any movements.

The first sword was slowly pulled out, and the blood flowed down the sword body, it was the blood in the wound, even if the qi and blood were locked, these wounds penetrated by the ancient sword still could not be recovered, and the blood still had to flow out, and when Zhu Ningxin lost consciousness, these locked qi and blood would explode, gushing out from these wounds, until it flowed clean, and at that time, Zhu Ningxin should also return to Youli.

Zhu Ningxin exhaled turbid breath from her mouth, and blood flowed out again, she spoke slowly, looking pained: "What is killing, what is protecting, what is wishing, what is chic?"

"Senior...... Said.... Actually, it's just the same thing. ”

As she said this, the first sword had been drawn, Zhu Ningxin's brows tightened, and the heart-rending pain spread throughout her body, making her tremble all over, and then the sword was thrown to the ground, and her hand held the second sword.

"Someone once said...... The sword is the blade of the heart, and it can also be killed, or it can be protected, and killing and protecting are not between a thought....."

The second sword was slowly drawn and discarded to the ground, and the blood-stained hand grasped the third.

"Someone once said....... The sword is made of iron, it is psychic because of its grasp, it is moved by its heart, it is alive because of blood, and it dies because of non-thoughts......"

The third sword fell to the ground, and the fourth sword was slowly withdrawn, at this time, Zhu Ningxin was already fighting with her legs, her consciousness began to gradually blur, and blood flowed down from her body like a stream, staining the maple leaf, which was already red as fire, with another layer of blood.

"When I have a sword, I have a sword..... He who bears the sword will hold it for himself...... If I don't practice, then why can I hold a sword?"

The fourth sword was drawn, and the fifth sword was discarded to the ground.

"My predecessors said that my sword intent is aggressive, but I am not strong enough, and my killing intent exists, but I have no desperate ...... death."

The sixth sword was drawn, and the seventh sword was held by that hand.

Zhu Ningxin's eyes suddenly glowed with a certain look, as if returning to the light.

The eighth sword was thrown to the ground.

"As the predecessors said, those who use swords need to move forward with indomitable ...... However, the fierce sword intent and the desperate sword intent are all prepared for the enemy, and if they are used, they no longer plan to go back alive! It's a pity that the seniors are not the enemies of the juniors, and the juniors die in this kind of place before they are prepared!"

The words fell, and the ninth sword was drawn and inserted into the remnants of the red maple leaves, trembling slightly.

Bai Yu Fulong Sword said in the sky: "You are not prepared to die in such a place? This seat is not your enemy? Ridiculous and ridiculous! If you dare to come here to get a sword, what if this seat kills you? Tell me, how is this seat not your enemy?"

Zhu Ningxin pulled the tenth sword out of her body, and the heart-rending pain finally broke out completely, shaking every meridian in her body, she raised her head, threw the tenth sword on the ground, and gasped for breath.

Looking up again, the appearance of the white feather Fulong sword came into view, Zhu Ningxin was silent for a while, and slowly spoke, there seemed to be a hint of ridicule in it.

"The predecessors have followed the human emperor, and they have great merit, and they are also psychic, comparable to the earth immortals. ”

"And then...... It's not a sword master, even if it's strong and spiritual, but it's just a sword after all. ”

Zhu Ningxin gasped and made a sound.

"With just one sword, how can you be the enemy of the sword master?!"