Chapter 1,200 Full Moon Night, Nameless Mountain (Second Update)

It's a full moon night again.

The stars are shining, and the mountains are bright.

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Flutter –

The sound of the sword roared through the mountains.

In the place where the group of cultivators gathered, Fang Junmei danced his sword in the wind, his white robe fluttered, the sword came out like a god, and the shadow illuminated by the stars and the moon also became extraordinarily spiritual with the dance of the figure.

I don't know when his eyes were staring straight at the stars that were within reach, staring at the desolate mountains on the stars, and not looking in any other direction.

The eyes are bright!

But there is no more madness and confusion, only strong wisdom and firmness, and a deep yearning, as if looking at the peak of the path that he has dreamed of all his life.

The gray flower of smoke and clouds rose and fell in the world of his pupils, fell and rose, bloomed and burst, broke and bloomed, and kept repeating, the mystery of the scene was indescribable.

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Looking at them from all directions, in addition to those powerful demon beasts standing outside the mountain gate, the junior demon beasts hiding in the mountain gate, there are also many monks who have received the news and rushed from all directions, all of whom are very strong.

There is no grievance or enmity with Fang Junmei, but there is no one, who interrupts Fang Junmei's perception with yin damage, and most of them look at it with envy or jealousy.

Transsonic was talking.

Looking forward to that time.

Take a look at this peerless sword that Fang Junmei realized.

Although there were many monks, there was no other sound except the sound of the sword, the wind, and between heaven and earth.

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A quarter of an hour.

Two quarters of an hour.

An hour.

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Time passed little by little, and it seemed to slow down.

The world at night has finally moved towards its brightest hour, at midnight, from this moment, the heavens and the earth will go to the darkness before dawn.

Drink –

And at this moment, Fang Jun's eyebrows and eyes finally lit up violently, lighting up with an unprecedented light, and there was a roar like a dragon roaring tiger in his mouth, which went straight in all directions.

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"It's coming!"

"This sword is coming!"

All the monks who were watching were instantly refreshed and their eyes widened!

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Mana breath, crazy burning!

The breath of the immortal Dao heart, burning wildly!

After that roar, Fang Jun's eyebrows seemed to be ignited, his whole body was shining with golden light, the smoke was swirling, and his momentum was like a god who came from ancient times, rushing towards the sky, and stabbing out a sword in the direction of the sky.

This sword is out!

The earth trembles!

It was not an ordinary trembling, but it was as if the whole solid world under his feet was being pulled upwards by a large invisible hand, and it was also going upwards along with the creatures standing on the earth.

That feeling is not an illusory illusion!

At this moment, everyone was born, the wind outside the body became stronger, and the stars and moon in the sky became bigger and clearer.

Whoosh –

The sound of the sword roared and swept away the sky.

The spatial power condensed by Fang Junmei's sword directly took shape, condensing into a huge gray blade that was visible to all the monks, stabbing towards the sky high up.

This sword blade, as soon as it was born, was hundreds of zhang long, and it was still exploding at a rapid speed, thousands of zhang, ten thousand zhang, infinitely exploding, infinitely arrogant.

The cultivators' breathing stagnated and they were dumbfounded.

An even more strange thing struck immediately, with Fang Junmei as the center, the monks who were close to him soon couldn't feel the slightest hint of the wind of the stars.

This feeling is also spreading rapidly in all directions.

"The wind of the stars is gone, how is it possible?"

Someone exclaimed.

"It's not gone, it's blowing backwards!"

Immediately an even more powerful monk answered him.

When everyone heard this, their hearts shook again.

How much strength does it take, how powerful a sword does it take to make the wind of the stars blow upside down since the opening of the heavens and the earth?

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Bang bang bang –

A moment later, a dull explosion sound came from the high sky above the top of Fang Junmei's mountain, shattering the void all the way, and the dark world was spreading.

In the high sky, a huge mushroom-shaped flower of smoke clouds exploded, and this flower of smoke clouds, with a terrifying aura, devoured in all directions, and even blasted into the depths of the sky at a lightning speed, as if it was about to fall the stars in the sky.

Ten miles.

Barry.

Miles.

Like a thousand armies trampling, like thousands of horses galloping, like mountains and rivers shattering, like the world collapse, that posture is completely different from the day when the space spar was fused, the air flow that fused with countless spatial ways swept wildly, and the appearance was abnormal.

The strength of Fang Junmei's sword has never been seen before.

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And the cultivators who watched from the sidelines had a new feeling born in their minds.

The stars are gone.

The month is gone.

It's getting dark.

The ground is dark.

The world is dark.

As if to go back to the time when the heaven and earth were not opened, the nearby land quickly dimmed, and the cultivators could no longer see the top of the mountain, no longer see Fang Junmei, and no longer see the powerful sword.

At this moment, countless monks trembled, and they had the feeling that they wanted to bow to the ground and worship Wan Cang.

Naha Wuji, there were even more tears rolling on his face, this stupid boy himself, obviously couldn't tell why he was crying.

"I want to worship him as a teacher, and I must worship him as a teacher......"

At this moment, there is only one thought in this stupid boy's heart, which is repeatedly stirring in his heart.

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The rumbling sound is endless.

After the tea time, the gray Hongmeng world finally slowly dispersed, revealing a bright scene and returning to normal.

The stars and the moon appeared again, and the wind of the stars blew vigorously again, although this sword was strong, it did not really fall the stars in the sky after all.

The light of the stars and the moon fell down and fell on the top of the mountain.

On the top of the mountain, Fang Junmei was illuminated by the light of the stars and the moon, and his figure was exceptionally clear.

The majestic body stood tall, with a long sword on the ground in one hand, a wine jug in the other, and a head raised to look in the direction of the depths of the sky.

The corners of his mouth hooked a proud and heroic smile, and his eyes were unusually firm, as if to say, even if I can't fall today, I will reach that level sooner or later.

At this moment, Fang Junmei's appearance was deeply imprinted on the minds of all the onlookers, and he could not forget it for the rest of his life.

Immortal!

He is the only immortal of the sword!

A human monk, in the land of demon beasts, has left a legend of a sword since then!

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Whew-

Fang Junmei drank all the wine in the pot in one gulp, and he was very happy.

"A sword to remember the stars in the sky, this sword is a sword that I don't rely on my bloody heart, but also challenge the supreme monk!"

After a hundred years of sword practice, he finally attained success.

I drank a lot in my heart, threw the wine jug, collected the long sword, and wanted to leave.

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"Seniors stay—"

A shout came.

The three Bahai brothers appeared, and the old guy Bahai came as if his butt was on fire. If he misses Fang Junmei today, he will regret it after keeping it.

The two Baxuan brothers, with Ba Wuji, also flew over.

Fang Junmei heard the voice, fixed his figure, and turned his head to look.

Many other nimble monks also flew over, climbing the friendship of the head office.

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Flutter –

The four of them were the closest, flying extremely fast, and they were the first to arrive in front of Fang Junmei.

"Congratulations to the seniors, this enlightened sword. ”

Bahai said with a smiling face.

"Congratulations senior!"

"Congratulations, Brother Dao!"

Before the words fell, the other monks of the ancestral period also arrived, and they congratulated one after another, blocking the words that Bahai was going to say under the sea.

Bahai's old face suddenly darkened.

What's the matter with you, I'm bringing my grandson here to apprentice!

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"Congratulations senior!"

"Congratulations, Brother Dao!"

More monks came from all directions, and soon hundreds of demon beasts came.

Although Fang Junmei was helpless, he stretched out his hand not to hit the smiling person, and nodded at everyone: "Thank you, it is all because of the wind of the stars in your Star Ancient Plains that I realized this sword." If you have nothing else to do, I will take my leave. ”

There's really no reason to pay much attention to them.

"Brother Dao, since we are here to receive the Tianshan Mountains, it is better to go to our Tianya Carving Clan to sit down. ”

Someone hurriedly said.

"You carved that broken place, barren mountains and mountains, what is there to go, of course, go to our Yinwuling. ”

Someone immediately refuted.

The crowd chattered and there was a commotion.

Fang Junmei shook his head slightly, and wanted to step out of Tianbu Tong to leave.

"Senior, my grandson has good cultivation qualifications and has a talent for space, can you please meet him?"

Bahai finally spoke again, and he had been squeezed out of the crowd by a big man with ancestral skills, and he didn't dare to directly ask for apprentices, as soon as he wanted some face, the two of them were also a little ashamed of themselves.

Fang Junmei's eyes flashed when he heard this, remembering his voice, and with a sweep of his eyes, he found Bahai, the old guy stood outside the crowd, looking at Fang Junmei with pleading eyes, looking like a junior, an old man with a broken heart.

There were three Ba Xuan standing beside him.

Fang Junmei's gaze swept again, and it fell on Ba Wuji's body.

Seeing him, Ba Wuji looked far away, grinned widely, revealing a childish and innocent smile, and shouted, "Master." ”

Wow –

That's the shouting!

The three people of Bahai next to them turned black when they heard it, and they scolded in their hearts that this grandson is so shameless!

Fang Junmei was also happy to hear it, and smiled.

It was the first time in his life that he had encountered this kind of thing, even if the Great Wind Clan was eager to worship him, he couldn't do anything to call the master directly.

Naha Wuji didn't feel like himself at all, he just looked at Fang Junmei happily, a pair of eyes, pure and innocent, and he couldn't see the slightest taste of scheming.

Fang Jun's eyebrows flashed slightly, and he immediately had a guess.

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"Everyone, don't fight anymore!"

After a while, Fang Junmei said, his voice was not angry and arrogant.

When the crowd heard this, they immediately fell silent.

Fang Junmei pointed in the direction of the four people of Bahai and said, "Since they came first, then I will go and sit among their clans." ”

As the words fell, Edgeworth flew away, ignoring the crowd.

The four of Bahai were naturally happy, flew to Fang Junmei's side and hugged him.

The other monks, naturally, stared at them with envy and helplessness, and dispersed.