As Shang Zhengyu regathered those sword lights around him, the corners of the mouth of the Heavenly Sword Dongfang Que, who was sitting in the Hidden Sword Cave, raised a trace again.

This time it was barely a smile.

"Interesting. ”

As the words fell, Heavenly Sword Dongfang's eyes opened a gap, looking at the sword Qiongwu lying flat on his lap, and stretched out two fingers to caress his scabbard, as if caressing his lover.

"Xiao Jiu seems to be having a good time, are you jealous?"

Buzz –

A sword roar sounded from the scabbard, lingering for a long time, and gradually rippled in the puddle on Dongfang's side.

"Don't worry, when you really settle down on your mind, you can get out of the customs like them. ”

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Shang Zhengyu didn't know how he felt now.

He now seemed to be the center of the entire sea of light, and all the colorful sword lights were circling around him, like a whirlpool in the deep sea, and Shang Zhengyu was the core of the whirlpool.

But the most helpless thing is that although this colorful sea of light is so magnificent, there is still a problem that he has to face:

I can't get out by myself!

It's really sad, after spending so much effort, not only did I not gain the slightest, but now I can't even get out......

Shang Zhengyu couldn't cry or laugh, he hadn't tried to feel it carefully, but the flowing sword light was too sharp, shattering everything around him in the rapid circle, including the internal strength exploration filaments released by Shang Zhengyu at the moment.

The light cocoon in Shang Zhengyu's body was unusually active, it frantically absorbed the sword qi emitted by the sword light around it, and it didn't look exhausted at all, it was the most enjoyable one except for the sea of light.

The most embarrassing thing was Shang Zhengyu, because he found that he couldn't do anything except stand here and watch the two things, one big and one small, constantly communicating inside and outside his body.

Wait, wait for someone to save me. But it feels so embarrassing!

Shang Zhengyu thought like this, so he simply sat down directly in the void, and once again pinched a seal in his hand to try to communicate with the light cocoon, but unfortunately there was nothing else except for feeling the same excitement as ever in the light cocoon.

Otherwise, try to communicate with that golden sword light.

Although he has tried and failed countless times, Shang Zhengyu has nothing to do now except these, and he can't go through the Ten Thousand Swords Flying Together, that is, suicide!

Go ahead and try it.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!

The brilliant sea of light boiled again, and the speed at which the golden core sword light devoured suddenly accelerated, almost sweeping away all other sword lights in its path!

Shang Zhengyu hurriedly gathered his mind and stored all the filaments of internal strength that he had explored outwardly in his body.

It didn't take long to wait, the majestic sea of light was fused with the golden sword light, and only this sword light was left in the entire void, and this sword light had also spread into the entire sea of light, and the light on the sword light flashed, and it once again transformed into a colorful appearance.

It turned out that he had only inadvertently dismantled him before, and now it had returned to its original form.

Shang Zhengyu made up his mind, at least this showed that he had not damaged the sword world of the Heavenly Sword predecessors, which was good news.

"The three-day period has arrived, can there be a harvest?"

A majestic voice suddenly exploded, and Shang Zhengyu's whole person trembled in this voice, and he couldn't sit still for a while, shaking involuntarily in the void.

"Heavenly Sword senior, is that you!"

Shang Zhengyu yelled, but although he still couldn't make a sound, the cry in his heart had already made the visitor feel what he was thinking.

"Yes. ”

As the words fell, a vague figure slowly solidified above Shang Zhengyu's head, Shang Zhengyu couldn't see his facial features clearly, but he could feel the lingering charm of the lonely sword path exuded by this person's body, who else could it be if it wasn't the predecessor of the Heavenly Sword.

"Shang Zhengyu is stupid and blunt, and he lives up to the love of his predecessors, and asks his predecessors to take back the swallowing bucket. Shang Zhengyu clenched his fists and lowered his head, not daring to look directly at the phantom that was full of sword qi.

"Arrogant. ”

Dongfang Que made a casual move, and the colorful sea of light suddenly shrank sharply, and finally condensed into a three-foot Qingfeng in Shang Zhengyu's eyes, and if you take a closer look, isn't this appearance exactly the same as Swallow Dou!

"Shang Zhengyu, I have a question!"

After speaking, the phantom of the Heavenly Sword Dongfang didn't care whether Shang Zhengyu agreed or not, and immediately brandished a sword to slash out! The sword light was cold, and the killing machine was overflowing, Shang Zhengyu had no doubt that if he couldn't take this sword light, he would die away from the world from now on!

The matter has come to this point, Shang Zhengyu has only one way to fight!

The light cocoon in his body was also stimulated by this sword light, and he began to pour internal strength into Shang Zhengyu's meridians, which made him barely have the strength to fight!

"Senior, offended!"

Shang Zhengyu roared! With all his strength, he built a wall of protective body qi in front of him, and at the same time, his palms slapped in front of him, and after rotating and rubbing, he suddenly pulled out a circular yin-yang diagram, and for a while, the wind in the void suddenly rose, and all of them converged in the yin-yang diagram in front of Shang Zhengyu!

"The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying!"

That's not enough!

The light cocoon in Shang Zhengyu's body continued to spew out a fierce and domineering internal strength, and for a while, the vast qi spread, and an ancient battlefield was condensed in the void again!

The huge phantom of the war general, the tens of millions of golden heroic souls entangled in his body, everything is several times stronger than when Shang Zhengyu fought with Dongfang Yanyu!

Worship in one fell swoop!

"One will make ten thousand bones dry!"

"What I saw with my own eyes is really another feeling, good!"

Heavenly Sword Dongfang's phantom face seemed to smile meaningfully, although he couldn't see it really, but the sword light in his hand suddenly became violent, and it immediately hit the thick body protection wall cast in front of Shang Zhengyu!

As fragile as paper, it can be pierced in a moment.

After that, the seemingly indestructible Yin-Yang Diagram didn't play much role, and it only lasted for one breath and immediately disintegrated and turned into flying ashes under the sword light!

Shang Zhengyu seemed to have expected this ending, and flew up at the moment when the Yin-Yang Diagram broke, kicked out his feet one after another, and killed the incomparable sword light with the huge war general phantom!

"It's a pity, the momentum is okay, but after all, the fire has not arrived. ”

With a soft murmur from the phantom of the Heavenly Sword Dongfang, that sword light suddenly pierced everything!

The spear shattered, the iron armor disintegrated, the battle body turned into dust, and the heroic soul was destroyed.

Shang Zhengyu saw an incomparably brilliant golden light devouring him, melting everything around him, and there was nothing else left.

Just when he was confused, suddenly a majestic and atmospheric question exploded in Shang Zhengyu's ears, like thunder in the nine heavens, deafening!

"Answer me, why do you practice martial arts!"

For some reason, Shang Zhengyu, who heard this, couldn't help but flash countless scenes in his mind!

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One night eight years ago, on the bank of Yao Mountain in Yongzhou.

Quietly beside the fire, a kind-faced old man was smiling at a teenager.

He was only over half a hundred, but the deep furrow-like wrinkles on his face and the exposed dry skin made him look droopy and old, as if he were an old man in his prime.

"Huai'an, come here. The old man waved his hand with a look of kindness.

The young man didn't want him, and walked over innocently and asked, "I don't know what happened to my father-in-law?"

The old man stroked the boy's head carefully, and the gaze seemed to imprint him deeply in his mind.

"It's okay, my father-in-law just wants to look at you again. The old man shook his head, still kind, but his eyes gradually turned cold with his words. "My father-in-law is gone. So I want to borrow something from you. ”

"What ......"

Before the young man could react, he was suddenly frozen in place by the two swords, the old man's eyes were completely cold, and he covered the young man's heavenly spirit with one palm, and said in a low voice: "For my father, I want to borrow your life!"

Before the young man understood what his father-in-law meant, he suddenly heard a huge burst of cold internal energy above his head, and they destroyed the withering momentum in his body, and rushed to his dantian regardless of it!

The internal strength was so cold that the boy was completely frozen in a few breaths, but in the scorching summer of June, a thin layer of frost was formed all over his body!

"Father-in-law, I hurt!"

The boy hadn't thought much about it, but his eyes were already pleading. It's a pity that the old man didn't have any pity, and continued to instill those cold internal energy into the young man's body!

The young man's consciousness quickly blurred, and before he finally fainted, he also heard the last words muttered by his father-in-law:

"Shang Huai'an, you are the third disciple to block the robbery for me, and I hope you are also the last. ”

The boy was the later Shang Zhengyu.

And the old man was the white sky of the year.

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