Text Chapter 270 Daoyue seals Furukawa

This method made countless strong people stunned, and they saluted and flew back, not daring to stay in this area.

The hearts of the strong men trembled, and after the one-armed sword saint devoured the sword spirit, its sword momentum was so terrifying. Or is it that this Western Regions Sword Saint had such terrifying strength before this, far beyond the scope of the Divine Sea Realm.

It is conceivable that the news of the one-armed sword saint devouring the sword spirit will soon spread throughout the northern and western regions, causing a great shock.

To be precise, this is no longer a one-armed sword saint, and some strong people have already seen that this sword saint's broken arm has been reborn, and his body is no longer defective.

WhewW...... , A strong wind blew on this plain, Lin Xuan and the one-armed sword saint left together, and walked deeper into this area, which was the direction of the [Cold Ancient River].

A path of light spread out, stretching into the distance, as if reaching the end of the horizon. The sword qi flew like a butterfly, swinging through the void and becoming a world of its own.

Lin Xuan stepped on it, followed by the one-armed sword saint, and talked with this Gaidai powerhouse, this was a rare opportunity. Listening to the teachings of a world-class swordsman is a rare opportunity for ordinary people in their lifetimes.

Different from Yi Mingfeng's teachings, the one-armed sword saint is a martial artist, and all views are explained by martial arts, which is more direct, unlike the formation path, which needs to be touched and bypassed in order to resonate with martial arts.

"Yi Mingfeng has stepped into the ranks of the world's giants, which is admirable. It's a pity that I can't meet him, if I can have a fight, the collision of the sword path and the formation path must be a rare realization. The one-armed sword saint sighed.

Then, he looked at Lin Xuan and said jokingly: "This little fox has been eavesdropping, but he doesn't show up, isn't it too rude?"

Lin Xuan was taken aback, he didn't expect the One-Armed Sword Saint to be so keen and able to sense Yinchen's existence.

Brush!

Yinchen appeared, squatting on Lin Xuan's shoulder, that fox face was a little cramped, and in the face of such an unfathomable powerhouse, this fox was also very uneasy.

"Eight-tailed demon fox, is it the eighth tail that was just born? You are the fox in the fox clan who was born with [Blue Flame Glass Fire]......"

The one-armed sword saint was also surprised, he recognized Yincheng's origin, looked at the fox, and then looked at Lin Xuan, his expression was a little strange.

"Not bad. It's Benhu ......!" Yinchen was very proud, and wanted to habitually call himself "Lord Benhu", but when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed the word "adult" back.

"I've heard of you, you're born with extraordinary spirits, comparable to the three great human races at the junction of the Western and Northern Regions......" The one-armed sword saint nodded, and didn't say anything more, it seemed that he was very taboo about some secrets, and he didn't want to talk about it deeply.

Yinchen is eyebrows are flying, and his eight tails are wagging and he is very proud. Even the One-Armed Sword Saint said that it was "born extraordinary", which was a great compliment.

Lin Xuan's heart moved, the three major human races at the junction of the Northwest Regions, Tianjiao? He thought of Xiao Xunyou, followed by Xi Lingyou, and who was the third person?

The one-armed sword saint didn't say much, and continued to talk about the way of the sword and the way of the sword with Lin Xuan, and from time to time he talked about the king fire of the demon clan, and secretly pointed out Yinchen.

There is no doubt that the martial arts insights of this sword saint have long been out of the realm of saints, and they are a little deeper than Meng Yan. is often a casual sentence, but it is to the point, deafening, and thought-provoking.

Regarding the power of his own sword soul, Lin Xuan asked the one-armed sword saint for advice, seeking experience in condensing the sword soul. The condensation of the power of the sword soul has always been in the early stage, which makes Lin Xuan very puzzled, but there is no experience of predecessors to refer to.

And the answer given by the one-armed sword saint was only two words - self-realization.

This world-famous sword hero said very vaguely, just telling Lin Xuan that every swordsman, every swordsman, the condensation process of his sword spirit and sword soul is different, there is no exactly the same path of condensation, whether the condensation can be successful, everything has to be explored by himself.

"Your physique, don't let people know before you break through, otherwise it will lead to boundless killing......"

The one-armed sword saint warned like this, obviously, this sword saint saw Lin Xuan's physique and told him to be careful.

Lin Xuan's heart was awe-inspiring, his Fighting Holy Body had always been a secret, and he had never talked about it with anyone else. However, now it seems that the world-strong six senses above the Divine Sea Realm are likely to see the clues.

Along the way, most of them were told by the one-armed sword saints, and Lin Xuan and Yinchen listened silently. It is true that what the One-Armed Sword Saint said was the Dao of the Dao, and rarely involved anything else, but in Lin Xuan's mind, it was the inheritance of the One-Armed Sword Saint imprinted, and under the confirmation of the two, he benefited greatly.

Suddenly, there were glaciers in front of them, and the incomparably cold air rushed in, freezing everything around.

This is a vast glacier, with ice peaks that reach into the sky and into the clouds.

High in the sky, there were endless snow clouds, and white thunder was churning in the clouds, which was extremely terrifying, with terrifying fluctuations.

"[Cold Ancient River]!?" Lin Xuan changed color, and before he knew it, he had come to the edge of this continent's peerless domain.

The peerless realm of the Central Plains Continent is full of mystery and horror, extremely dangerous, and it is the place where the world is extremely afraid.

For a long time, there have been a total of six terrifying realms on the continent known to the world, each of which has bloody legends, buried countless strong people, and terrified those who came after it.

After Lin Xuan was reborn, he also knew that the [Shantideva Ancient Tomb] could also be regarded as one of the continent's peerless regions. It's just that the area is too secret to really exist and not be known to the world.

[Cold Ancient River] was one of the six peerless domains, and Lin Xuan in his previous life even wanted to go deep into it to find a magic medicine to cure a friend's sword soul injury.

At this time, Lin Xuan's body stiffened, and he felt a terrifying wave sweep through, enveloping his whole body, making it difficult for him to move. And, in the depths of the [Cold Ancient River], there seems to be a wisp of will, tugging at his heartstrings.

It seemed that in the depths of this desperate realm, a pair of eyes were watching him. In his ears, there was even a sneer, which was extremely terrifying.

For a moment, Lin Xuan thought of the terrifying voice that sounded when he was treating his friend, was it that evil being watching him?

Bang!

The one-armed sword saint was full of light, and the whole person spewed out a thousand zhang sword qi, and he waved his arms, attracting the power of heaven and earth in this area, and slashed out two sword momentums.

Rumble!

The power of heaven and earth in this area was completely boiling, converging towards the two sword momentums, constantly spreading, and constantly strengthening, turning into two sword mountains, straight into the sky, and annihilating this piece of heaven and earth.

In the next moment, these two sword mountains were completely formed, and condensed, and the sword light was spreading, shining in the heavens and the earth.

This scene was too shocking, countless times more shocking than slashing the mountains, Lin Xuan and Yinchen were both dumbfounded, they never thought that the realm of the sword path could reach such a level, the sword turned into a mountain, and directly cut off this entrance of the [Cold Ancient River].

Qiang, Qiang, Qiang......

High in the sky, endless snow clouds churned, and angry cries came from them, as if a terrible being was furious.

Then, thousands of huge ice blades fell, each one more powerful than the previous one.

At this time, Lin Xuan was already sure that the snow clouds over the Nameless City had been formed by the intervention of a terrifying existence in the [Cold Ancient River].

At the same time, huge ice chains shot out from the glaciers in front of them, strangling the two Dao Mountains, intending to crush them.

"In the ancient river, you still want to interfere in the affairs of the outside world?" the one-armed sword saint sneered, his arms closed, and the world-shattering sword momentum exploded.

Thundered...... , the two sword mountains sprayed endless swords, and closed with each other.

Knock knock knock...... , whether it was a huge ice blade or countless ice chains, they were all cut off by the sky sword qi, turned into a sky of ice and snow, and sprinkled between heaven and earth.

"Seal this entrance for a year, if the creatures in the ancient river are not convinced, they can come out and fight with me. The one-armed sword saint spoke coldly, and then left with Lin Xuan.

Roar!

In the depths of a glacier, there was an unwilling roar, and finally fell silent.

Lin Xuan and Yinchen were shocked inexplicably, and turned into mountains with supreme sword gas, and directly sealed the entrance of the [Cold Ancient River] for a year, what an amazing move, and what an amazing strength.

At this moment, one person and one fox were already convinced that the true strength of the one-armed sword saint was far beyond the level of the Divine Sea Realm. After fusing the sword spirit, his sword path realm may have reached an unimaginable level.

In another ten years, a new invincible sword venerable will appear in the realm of the Western Regions, and after a few years, he will even be able to win the realm of the sword master.

Legend has it that only the strong of the world's strongest can go deep into the continent and retreat.

"If you seal this entrance for a year, the ruins of the Jianwu Dynasty will be born, and there will be less killing. ”

The one-armed sword saint sighed lightly, the birth of the ruins of the Sword Martial Dynasty was an unstoppable thing. He can only make some preparations, reduce some killings, and let the human race die less strong and geniuses.

Lin Xuan followed silently, and this night, the one-armed sword saint devoured the sword spirit, and the supreme sword path could be expected. And the other beneficiary is Lin Xuan, who has been integrated into half of the sword spirit, and some kind of subtle change is also going on in his body, which has been continuing, he can perceive it, but he can't see the specific change.

"The sword is combined, perhaps, it won't be long before your kid's sword soul can truly condense. However, this may not be good news, the power of your kid's sword soul, it is best to condense it after entering the Divine Sea Realm......"

Yinchen said very vaguely, and he didn't want to talk deeply, but just warned Lin Xuan to be careful, it was best not to condense the power of the sword soul during the Jindan period.