"The Tao gives birth to two, two to three, three to all things, all the heavens and all the phenomena, and all the laws lead to the heavens. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info This is... This is the Treasure of Tongtian! How is it possible! How is it possible! He... Shouldn't he have sat in front of the tomb of the second master Xie Ying for 70 years after 500 years before he realized it? How could it be wrong now! Wrong! It's all wrong!" Chu Mad's face was completely flustered, and he had lost his sense of proportion. Because what he regards as the greatest foundation is not reliable at all at the moment.

Except for the characters or those characters, everything in the plot and rhythm is messed up.

Chu Mad finally felt the impact of the ancient legend when he first crossed over and learned the truth of the world.

The difference is that the ancient legend knows many stories, some of which have ended, some of which have not yet begun. But what Chu Mad knew was only a one-line story of the ancient legend, he couldn't change what had happened, but it hadn't happened, and he thought it was about to happen, but it was already a mess.

Chu Mad's heart was congested and confused, and no one cared.

At this moment, in the wind and snow of the Tianshan Mountains, the sword comparison between the ancient legend and the Ximen blowing snow is reaching high and tide.

One is a peerless sword god who has long forgotten the sword, forgot the moves, and forgot the will, and is only obsessed with the sword itself. One is starting from the Tao, starting from the origin of the sword, through the sharpening of thousands of swordsmanship, from the infinite essence, a trace of the real kendo chapter has been extracted, which is the contemporary sword master.

The two fought each other, just like a two-day competition.

At this point, no one can judge who can win the final victory between Gu Chuanxia and Ximen Blowing Snow.

The swords gradually stopped colliding, and the two exchanged places with each other, but there was not a single sword handover. It's as if both of them have some kind of tacit understanding.

The wind and snow on the mountain became heavier and heavier, and gradually even everyone's vision began to blur.

This wind and snow came suddenly, naturally because the sword qi of the two of them had completely dispersed the sky clouds, and all the wind and snow in this small space, which was originally scheduled to be within ten days, were congested at this moment.

The swordsmanship of the two seemed to begin to synchronize.

The same way of swinging the sword, the same stabbing technique, is like two sides of a mirror, imitating each other.

This is no longer like a sword fight, but more like a martial arts performance with fellow brothers. Only a very small number of top swordsmen know that this is not a martial arts, but a duel in a moment of life and death.

The reason why the two of them swung their swords so closely and similarly was because their swords had already turned into Dao. The swordsmanship is endless, but the Dao is similar.

They have all dissolved those things that extend from the Tao and returned to the most original sword way.

The wind and snow turned into a storm and swirled around the battle, but in the center of the storm tornado, it was extremely quiet, and at this moment they could all hear the sound of ice breaking in the distance, they could all feel the softness of the pine snow under their feet, and they could even sense the snakes and insects that were being awakened in the depths of the earth under this earth-shattering tornado.

In the depths of winter, everything is frozen.

Gu Chuanxia and Ximen Blowing Snow can hear the sound of flowers blooming and the sound of grass pulling joints, which is the rhythm of heaven and earth yin and yang, and all things turn.

The rhythm of all this does not only originate from the dream world, but is also refracted from the reality covered by the dream world.

Gu Chuanxia and Ximen Chuixue seemed to be frozen, and they also held their swords against each other, and then stood there.

Blizzard quickly covered them and turned them into two snowmen.

The picture fell into a momentary stillness.

Everyone stared intently, afraid of missing that momentary change.

The last clouds in the sky dispersed, and the sun shone through the snow on the mountains, reflecting a golden glow. The mountain is sacred and majestic at this moment, and Gu Chuanxia and Ximen Blowing Snow are really like the gods in this mountain, they are the ones who fill the mountain with soul and spirit.

When the last snowflake fluttered down, it melted on the tip of the sword blowing snow at the West Gate.

Gu Chuanxia and Ximen Fuxue moved at the same time, and from the thick snow they stabbed each other's most dazzling swords at the same time.

Gu Chuanxia's sword pierced Ximen Blowing Snow's chest, but Ximen Blowing Snow's sword only cut Gu Chuanxia's neck, clinging to the main artery and missing the blade.

How much does a piece of snow weigh?

That's barely felt weight.

But because of this piece of snow, Gu Chuanxia won the Ximen Blowing Snow.

With the extra weight of this piece of snow, Gu Chuanxia's sword was able to squeeze out a passage in the space filled with sword qi, and pierced the blade of the sword in his hand into the heart of Ximen Blowing Snow. And Simon Blowing Snow's sword staggered Gu Chuanxia's throat and only injured him.

"You've won!"

"I won! ”

"There is no fluke, when the strength is equal, luck is also a strength. Simon Fuxue said and stepped back directly, letting Gu Chuanxia's sword blade pull away from his chest.

"It's an honor to fight with you. My sword has killed many people, and now I am dead by the sword. It's a reincarnation, and I've learned a lot. So if there's a next time, I'm looking forward to fighting you again. Simon Blowing Snow stood straight, and although blood was constantly oozing from his heart, he didn't seem to feel it at all.

"Me too. Gu Chuanxia said.

In the white light, the snow slowly disappeared, and the soul in the dream carried the imprint of reality and reincarnated.

Outside the viewing stage, there was an uproar.

"Is there any mistake! A piece of snow can determine the victory or defeat, isn't it too blown? When it comes to their realm, isn't it okay for Mount Tai to collapse in front of their eyes?" said a martial artist who had never arrived at the innate.

A martial artist who was already congenital condensed said disdainfully: "This is what you don't understand, Mount Tai will not change color in front of you, that is the performance that can only be achieved when dealing with people like you." Two people with the same realm, even the slightest difference is enough to distinguish the winner from the loser. But I'm curious, why that piece of blood just fell on Simon Blowing Snow's sword, this is the dream world... Hehe, it's worth playing!"

A Huashan swordsman happened to pass by, pointed his sword at this warrior and said, "Nonsense! The head of the family is above board, how can he be such a person? Do you have the courage to fight me in a life-and-death ring?"

When the warrior looked at the Huashan swordsman, his face suddenly changed slightly: "Wang Mang! Do you think that you can be unscrupulous by relying on your cultivation and strong swordsmanship? The two Han warriors are looking for you, it is said that you are the reincarnation of a white python, and you can't be left behind." ”

Wang Mang sneered: "In the final analysis, I'm afraid, I don't dare to fight with me, what kind of two Han martial arts." If they have the ability, they will cross the chaotic domain and come to Da Yin Hua Mountain to find me. In the dream world... Hehe, it's more or less a food delivery. ”

The dream world is the world of the ancient legend of Huashan, no matter how strong the people in the two Han Dynasty martial arts are, no matter how much they want to besiege and kill Wang Mang, there is no way. can only take turns to find people to challenge Wang Mang in a life-and-death competition, trying to gradually deprive Wang Mang of his martial arts in this way. Unexpectedly, he was defeated repeatedly, but Wang Mang grew up rapidly.

There are not many people paying attention to the small conflicts in this big room.

At this moment, everyone is more concerned that the Dream Lord Gu Chuanxia has already sat in the position of the number one swordsman in the world, and he is also the favorite to win the championship in the first world.

(To be continued.) )