"Bell!"

The Dugu Sword Saint held the mountain and sea sword, and a sword slashed at it, like a giant peak collapsing, cracking the world. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The heavy sword has no edge, the great ingenuity does not work, the great wisdom is foolish, and the great ingenuity is clumsy.

Sure enough, it is the demeanor of the Dugu Sword Demon, and it is also the representative of a certain period of the Dugu Sword Demon.

With such a powerful sink, a sword that almost split everything instantly disintegrated the complete closed loop formed by Gu Chuanxia with four swords.

Just because there are no flaws doesn't mean they can't be broken. A complete ring, as long as it is smashed hard, will instantly break into a pile of meaningless debris.

The invisible sword in Gu Chuanxia's hand was constantly trembling and humming, and the huge brutal blow made this spirit sword, which had been tempered by the sound of the ancient immortal Buddha, also have some difficulty coping.

Whew!Whew!Whew!Whew!Whew!thmm!thmm

Thirteen swords in a row, the ancient legend of the heroes swung out one after another, one sword is faster than the other, and one sword is faster than the other. The spirit sword, which was originally invisible, rippled in circles in the process of cutting through the air.

In the blink of an eye, Gu Chuanxia had already completely used the first level of the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, the eighteen moves.

It's just that the swordsmanship that is so fast and swift still seems overstretched in the face of the fierce swordsmanship of the Dugu Sword Saint.

Only fast and unbroken and one force to ten will actually be false propositions.

Fast and force, in itself, can be equated to a certain extent. At the same time, both are judged by different references.

Bang!

The sword of Sword Eighteen and the Dugu Sword Saint directly collided together, setting off a surging wave of qi, and the entire Echo Valley was silent.

"So far, it's been evenly matched. Gu Chuanxia said.

"Dugu Sword Demon, are you not doing your best?" asked Gu Chuanxia again.

Dugu Sword Saint was slightly silent, and then replied: "Both of us have reservations, and under the circumstances at that time, each used a little bit of strength, and only I knew it. ”

"I was only three points. ”

"Good!"

"Next up is six points!"

Gu Chuanxia let out a long roar, and the invisible sword in his hand suddenly came with a strong killing intent, a kind of fierce world, ruthless and selfless realm proudly emerged. If there were still plants and animals in this Echo Valley, you would definitely be able to feel the all-pervasive atmosphere of slaughter.

It was like the harshest winter, covered by ice, and there was nothing but the white and vast desolation.

Sword Nineteen!

This is the first turning point in the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, and it is also the first qualitative improvement.

From Sword One to Sword Eighteen, it can only be called sword skills, even if it is a rare sword skill in the world, it is still obsessed with skills, it is the mastery of moves based on human experience, and the control of swordsmanship.

And Sword Nineteen, has touched the realm of the spirit.

The two levels are clearly opposed, and the difference in rank is obvious.

And the most obvious expression of this difference is the various swordsmanship, sword techniques, and martial arts of the world where Yan Thirteen and the others are located.

A master of swordsmanship who has been in a hundred battles is often unable to resist a swordsman who can use his spiritual power and wield a powerful sword.

At the moment when Gu Chuanxia unleashed his sword nineteen.

Although the Dugu Sword Saint did not move, everything in the wind, clouds, light, and fog in all directions moved.

Grass, wood, bamboo, and stone can all be used as swords. Having said that, what are the tangible things that can be used?

When the spirit moves, everything is a sword.

Omnipresent, omnipotent.

This is the last realm that the Dugu Sword Demon left in the mortal world in the past and decomposed from the sword path. But this is obviously not the true ultimate of the Dugu Sword Demon Sword Dao.

This only represents a certain period of time in the mortal world of the Dugu Sword Demon.

Just like from Sword Nineteen to Sword Twenty-two, it was only a certain period of the Dugu Sword Saint.

Between the sword light and shadows, staggered and flickering, the two kept calling for positions.

Although the sword shadows flickered, the blades of the two did not touch and collide once, and they all cleverly missed each other.

Before the real decisive battle, the two still restrained themselves.

"Now do you feel that the original Dugu Sword Demon used a lot of strength?" asked Gu Chuanxia again.

The Dugu Sword Saint's face sank like water.

"Nine-out of five!" replied the Dugu Sword Saint.

It was a little less than the Dugu Sword Saint at the beginning.

But it is from this that the gap is widened.

The difference is a thousand miles, and this is exactly the truth.

Before, the Dugu Sword Saint was in retreat and thinking hard, which was equivalent to working behind closed doors, and even how he lost to the Dugu Sword Demon in the first place was not thoroughly analyzed. It wasn't until the arrival of Gu Chuanxia that he solved the other side of his doubts.

"Okay, the next thing is very powerful!" said Gu Chuanxia.

Dugu Sword Saint nodded, holding his breath and concentrating, not daring to be careless.

Sword Twenty-Three is the pinnacle creation of his sword, and even if he faces it himself, he still doesn't dare to be careless. Because this sword contains all things in the world and all possibilities in the universe.

If it weren't for the Dugu Sword Demon who used the twenty-fourth sword, he almost thought that this sword was already the ultimate in the way of the sword, and he had already reached the end.

The sword in Gu Chuanxia's hand moved.

At this moment it is no longer formless and substantial.

The golden hilt is as hot, warm, and gorgeous as the sun's rays, and the blade is as bright and clear as the blue sky.

This is an exceptionally beautiful and dazzling sword.

Sword Twenty-Three has infinite possibilities, and every supreme swordsman will actually be different when he uses this sword.

It has transcended the scope of the spirit and reflects the true heart of a person.

The sword of the ancient legend will not be the twenty-third sword of the Heaven Destroying Jedi, nor the twenty-three sword of the sentient world, nor the twenty-three of the six sword of annihilation.

When the ancient legend wields this sword...

This sword is so beautiful that it seems to depict all the beauty that exists only in fantasy with this sword.

On the undulating hillside, the sea of purple flowers that spread to the horizon, twinkling, the stars that appear from time to time have fallen to the horizon, the cool and huge full moon, the flying fireflies, the petals that flutter with the cool wind, the streams paved with colorful gems, and the small beasts jumping and playing among the flowers...

Whew...

The sword comes like the wind, the sword rises like light, and the sword falls like rain, which makes people willing to sleep here.

This sword might as well be called the dream-like sword twenty-three.

It is certainly not as flamboyant and domineering as destroying the heavens and destroying the earth, destroying the reincarnation of the six annihilations, and so on. But such a sword is the most lethal.

He is like a midsummer night's dream, always invading your heart when you are most unprepared.

In the end, what remains in my heart is a scar that can never be erased.

The heart is dead, the person is dead, and all that is left is the body, the walking dead.

At least at this moment, the Dugu Sword Saint stood with his hands tied, with a reminiscing smile on his face.

He thought of many years ago, the descendant of Nuwa who was in Nanzhao to save the dawn of the common people. He thought of the woman who had been in the small country of Fuso and vowed to live and die with him.

He thought a lot.

After the most beautiful scenery, what is left behind is often the most memorable and heart-wrenching regret.