Luoyang, proud palace. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Above the main hall, there is a majestic atmosphere.

Nangong Ao sat on the big chair directly above, and after the battle with the Divine Sword Villa, his arrogance was extinguished a lot. Compared with before, Nangong Ao at this time should be said to be a defeated beast, a defeated general, and no longer has the eight-sided majesty of the past.

However, the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, after all, Nangong Ao is the master of the sect, although he does not have the title of the leader of the martial arts alliance, he is still a little domineering.

Even if the soldiers are lost in the Divine Sword Villa, the Proud Palace is worthy of being one of the three major gangs in the world, although the manpower has been damaged, it does not affect the large level of the Proud Palace, and after a short period of rest, the Proud Palace has regained its former majesty.

........................

The sword groaned, and blood splattered.

The remnant sun is like blood.

If you want to dance with a sword and be proud of the world, your heart will be thunderous.

A green shirt is down, and a sword is stunning.

"Poof!"

Another mouthful of red blood splashed, Yun Feiyang silently recited the sword technique, clenching his teeth. The shiny sword in his hand hung low and slanted, and along the blade, the blood of the enemy fell on the glazed stone, and the blood droplets spread along with the glazed stone, like a lightly dancing fairy, graceful and graceful, dancing.

A pair of cold eyes swept across the Three Realms masters who were surging in the tide, and he sighed lightly, could it be that he was going to be buried under these masters today?

The colorful spirit stones driven by spiritual power floated in the air in this endless void, he laughed loudly, jumped up, broke through the empty dry land in the crowd and rushed up, and landed on a bluestone in the void of the crowd.

With an awe-inspiring and majestic appearance, although it was a cold autumn wind, the maple leaf forest in the distance was burning into a fiery red flame, his eyes gradually became scarlet, and he glanced at these masters of the Three Realms who did not know whether they were alive or dead.

On the ground, there were already corpses all over the field, rivers of blood flowing, and the fighting was unbearable.

Yun Feiyang looked at this tragic scene silently, they should all be killed, they were too self-conscious, they were too arrogant.

How many heads have been ruined by a dragon sword, how many happy families have been buried by a dragon sword recipe, and how many people have been chasing a sword that can be cultivated with a dragon sword.

However, they are too superficial, such a sword cultivation, how can they be penetrated by these worldly beings?

Enter the sword cultivation and extinguish the relationship.

How can ordinary people endure such pain?

"Yun Feiyang has been seriously injured, his spiritual power is disabled, and his sword path is disorderly, let's all go up together and kill this thief!" a voice shouted, a crow-like sad voice under the gloom.

Thief? Yun Feiyang glanced indifferently at the three realms of all beings, hmph, the young master is obsessed with sword cultivation, and has gone through thousands of calamities before he can condense the sword path and return to one, with you also worthy of having the dragon and the sword, it is simply a big joke in the world.

Even if the young master tries his last breath of spiritual power, he will definitely not let you succeed, and his steel teeth are "creaking".

Death, can't die, absolutely can't die, he had an incomparably powerful thought in his heart, and vaguely, the fluttering feather coat fell, it was her favorite woman in her life, Ziyun, who was as beautiful as her name.

Dancing beauty, butterflies falling and flowers withering.

Ziyun, is it really you? His heart tingled as if it had been torn apart, no, Ziyun had left him forever, and that feather coat was reflected in his dreams and burned into his soul.

The spiritual power of Qi Ruosi condensed in his palm, and he sat cross-legged, and then, his body rotated and floated above the void, the sword in his hand was still clenched, and the blue tendons on the back of his hand were extremely dazzling.

"Up!"

The masters of the Three Realms finally turned from their original tiptoeing fear to attacking, because they knew too well that if they waited for Yun Feiyang to recover their spiritual power, they would have only one fate: death!

Death is not terrible, what is terrible is the sword in Yun Feiyang's hand, a bloodthirsty sword, a bloodthirsty sword that can never be fed.

"When this demon recovers his spiritual powers, no one will be able to escape!" a slightly old voice shouted.

Then, there are human figures, flashing all of them, human wall sword formations, artifact runes, as long as they can be used, they will attack the clouds and fly to the clouds.

Suddenly, the suspended spirit stones flew up and down, like dancing elves, and they were all shrouded in the clouds and flew towards the clouds.

The sword breaks through the sky, and the sword is in the sky.

Yun Feiyang roared angrily, the sword shadow turned into thousands of sword flowers, and the dense raindrops exploded, and the sword hit and the spirit stone shattered.

The fragments of spirit stones flying in the air, arrows like locusts, hit the masters of the Three Realms.

"Shouyang steel bone crape myrtle east, Chengping Ding chaos is in Datong. The Qi family governs the country by this way, and the heaven and earth are ...... in the middle."

"Is it ......?"

The masters of the Three Realms were all dumbfounded, and while they were dumbfounded, dozens of masters with advanced cultivation were lucky enough to avoid the spirit stone fragments, jumped out of the circle, and looked at the sword in Yun Feiyang's hand in amazement, and the illusion was endless.

“...... This demon has already entered the Xuanyuan Xia Yu sword ...... by sword cultivation."

“......”

"This is the Sword of the Holy Dao, he has already reached such a sword realm, is this the will of heaven?"

"No, we're not going to lose, up!"

After some surprise and panic, dozens of Three Realm masters waved the weapons in their hands again, completely attacking Yun Feiyang.

"Poof!"

Blood splashed, Yun Feiyang had already exhausted the last trace of spiritual power, and exerted the Xuanyuan Xia Yu Sword in his hand to the extreme, he was also unexpected, he didn't expect that at the last moment of his life, he would exert the sword cultivation to the supreme realm.

However, from then on, he never had the opportunity to use this sword again, he was like a meteorite about to fall, crumbling, suspended in the void.

The ugly faces full of greed and hatred, are these the gentlemen who are full of benevolence and morality on weekdays? For the sake of their own selfishness, they will really kill the killers in a frenzy?

"Yun Feiyang, you are already in the wane, your life is hanging by a thread, and you will not be caught obediently!" a voice roared, Yun Feiyang raised his dying heavy eyelids, and the other party waved a broad axe in his hand.

Luo Xi, the first master of the Pangu clan, has the weapon in his hand as an ancient god soldier - Pangu Axe, which has the power to divide heaven and earth and shuttle through the void, and is no less powerful than Xuanyuan Xia Yu's sword. It is rumored that those who control the Pangu Axe can control the law of power.

If it weren't for Yun Feiyang's sword cultivation, the sword in his hand alone would be difficult to compete with the Pangu Axe.

"Yun Feiyang, you have done your own sin, you must not live! Suffer death!" Another tall and burly middle-aged man, with a dark blue bronze tripod in his hand, and a pair of dark eyes, like a burning fireball.

Shennong Qingyun, the patriarch of the Shennong clan, is the holy magic weapon of the Shennong clan - Shennong Ding, known as the creation of the world in ancient times, the Shennong clan tasted all the herbs for the common people in ancient times, and also laid a medical foundation for future generations.

In the past, Shennong refined the Ancient Ding of Hundred Herbs, and because of the accumulation of countless elixirs for thousands of years, it is said that he can refine the elixir of the world that the gods of the heavenly realm cannot easily refine, and hide other mysterious powers.

Unexpectedly, the two major gods of the Three Realms have sent masters, and it seems that Yun Feiyang is going to be put to death.

"Hmph, dare to be with the sky and wait for the rats?" Yun Feiyang shouted coldly, and his heart ignited a desire again, a desire to survive, and his eyes once again appeared under the fluttering feather clothes, the most beloved woman, Ziyun, is she calling herself to hell?

Her pear blossom eyes with rain are due to loneliness?

Dance the world for the king, and smile at the enmity.

Today's growth accompanies each other, and reincarnation is forever remembered.

The withered yellow maple leaves, the fiery red withered, is it you? Yun Feiyang had a trace of misery in his eyes, he resented the killing, but he never escaped the fate.

If there is an afterlife, Ziyun, I am willing to abandon the sword for you and go into hiding, burn incense and touch the piano with you, the sea is dry and the stones are rotten, and I will live forever.

Luo Xi stepped on the clouds, his sturdy figure, the Pangu axe cut through the void, condensed thousands of Dao methods, and slashed towards the clouds.

Shennong Qingyun changed his trick almost at the same time, Shennong Ding transformed into a seven-colored rainbow, hovering horizontally above the endless void, and the rest of the masters of the Three Realms, with the power of Luo Xi and Shennong Qingyun, all sacrificed their magical powers, and opened the world to fly towards the clouds in a devastating manner.

The feather coat dissipated, and the delicate and innocent face scattered like ripples on the surface of a calm lake.

Yun Feiyang stretched out his hand, wanting to hold the remaining pretty face, but in the end, it turned into thousands of splashes, like withered maple leaves, falling lightly on the ground, making a slight crisp sound.

The strong and swift cold air approached, the pupils of the clouds were dilated, and the sword in his hand slowly turned around, Huo Ran's sword light was wide open, he was like an angry beast, an arrogant figure, an unruly sword shadow, and a spirit snake out of a hole in the sky.

In the void, the sword was shocked, and the sword light of the "......" shot out, the white rainbow pierced the sun, and the extremely powerful sword blade turned into a poisonous snake to devour these masters of the Three Realms.

The dripping blood turned into a rain of blood, staining the void red, and the masters of the Three Realms didn't know why the dying Yun Feiyang could still reverse and burst out with this endless power.

They don't know, they won't know when they die, the highest realm of Xuanyuan Xia Yu Sword is comparable to destroying the heavens and destroying the earth, even if it has no spiritual power, it can condense the power of the surrounding space in a short moment, and conjure up unpredictable power.

I don't know if they underestimated Yun Feiyang, or overestimated themselves, this kind of killing where heaven and earth have the same life, the sun and the moon have no light, maybe among the Three Realms, only he Yun Feiyang can do it.

The supreme realm of sword cultivation, the Xuanyuan Xia Yu Sword of the Sword of the Holy Dao, is also truly brought into full play.

It is true that prosperity must decline, and things must be reversed, which is the ultimate law of the Three Thousand Great Roads.

There will never be absolute strength, and there will never be absolute decay.

Yun Feiyang once again gushed out a sweet feeling in his throat, and when he opened his mouth, a mouthful of red blood spurted out, accompanied by the Pangu axe and Shennong Dingdi landing, Luo Xi and Shennong Qingyun were dumbfounded, one had his hands cut off, and the other had his legs cut off.

He no longer has the slightest strength to support himself suspended in the void, his body is constantly falling, and his ears are full of spirit stones dancing figures, is this his soul leading to hell?

Will all evildoers go to hell? Is he full of evil?

Vaguely, it was the scattered feather coat that condensed into Ziyun's beautiful figure, she smiled, smiled, and smiled.

Husband, come on! From now on, we will be together for the rest of our lives, and we will never be separated again. Ziyun's lips moved slightly, and the shallow teeth were as white as snow, and the murmuring of swallows lingered in his mind.

I want to dance with you, and this life will never end.

When he comes, he returns, and the sword breaks through the sky.

It is a beautiful and unique guqin, a thousand-year-old plane wood carefully carved, the strings are moving, the peerless beauty, the shocking guqin.

Green and jade fingers, pluck the strings.

Fu Xiqin, the king's heart returns.

The moon is bright, the heart of the bright moon.

Playing the countless graceful tunes, she smiled, out of the water hibiscus as amazing, shallow eyes smiled and captivated the city, ancient and modern only for the king.

Gradually, the curtain ends, and the strings move......

The autumn wind, the maple leaves drifting, and the blood-colored sunset have inlaid the clouds with gold edges, which are gorgeous and clear......

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Oops...... Yun Feiyang, went to work and slept again, how many times did the old lady tell you, don't work hard, work hard to find a job......" A shrill woman's voice roared in the office of an office building, and the thick slap like a sunflower fan slapped heavily on the shoulder of a young employee who was sleeping and whispering on the desk.

The young man was frightened, raised his head, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, looked at the fat woman on a bridge pier in front of him, grinned, scratched the back of his head, and said innocently: "Lord Director, how dare I sleep, just a little bit of dozing ......"

The playful young man, gesturing with his hands, looks like a hippie smile, but his mind is haunted by the wonderful dream just now, if it weren't for the "old witch" to disturb his dream, you can see the delicate face of the tender girl "Ziyun", it is really disappointing.

Although thousands of grass and mud horses were flying in his heart, he had to smile and beg for mercy at the old witch in front of him.

"Yun Feiyang, the old lady told you, if I see you going to work and sleeping again, you will give the old lady a fuck, how far and as far as you want!"

"Yes, yes...... Lord in charge, the younger brother will never dare anymore, and there will be no more naps in the future. Yun Feiyang hurriedly agreed, eager to drown this "fat woman" with a mouthful of spit.

He, Yun Feiyang, a salesman of a private company, a college graduate with "four books and five classics", but he is a depressed and hard-working office worker.

He was already a dead pig and was not afraid of boiling water to avoid the supervisor's "raids" again and again, but he didn't care about the director's words and deeds.

It's just that the youth is passing away, nothing has been accomplished, not to mention the time and years, and there is a low-voiced life. It feels like a walking corpse to linger.

If only I could travel through the past like those time-traveling novels.

Yun Feiyang silently glanced at the back of the fat old witch walking out of the office, and thought about it for a while, a wave of sleepiness hit him again, and his heavy eyelids made him want to fall asleep again.

Recently, in order to catch up with a few novels about kendo, he almost always reads novels all night at night, and sleeps during the day, which is a normal human need.

Whatever, his spirit is not good, which seriously affects his work efficiency, hehe, Lao Tzu continues to sleep, and continues to dream about the story of Yun Feiyang and Ziyun holding the dragon sword.

The exhausted Yun Feiyang fell asleep, and when he opened his eyes again, it was a different world......

A small dilapidated house made of bamboo strips, thunder and lightning, pouring rain, washed this small bamboo house that was about to collapse.

The gloomy sky, full of haze, rolling dark clouds, shrouded the sky, and the suffocating dull air was about to freeze.

"Ding-dong......"

The rain falls, and the piano is raised.

On a bamboo table, there is a delicate jade carved guqin, glowing with a gentle white light, and a girl in a white shirt with green jade fingers caressing the qin rhythmically.

The beauty of the amazing Hong is like a fairy, extraordinary, with a melon seed face, tender and smooth, and it can be broken by blowing.

The melodious sound of the piano makes people's hearts feel quiet and peaceful, and every string movement is like entering the internal organs, and the heart lake is enough to ripple slightly, cleansing the whole soul.

"Ding-dong......"

Heavenly sound, guqin.

It is like a stone particle thrown into the surface of the lake as calm as a mirror, rippling ripples.

Hey, what is this place? Yun Feiyang blinked, looked around at everything, looked at the dignified and beautiful girl Fuqin, didn't she notice me? Or was it ignored?

Yun Feiyang tried to figure out his situation, he didn't know if he didn't look at it, he was startled when he saw it, and he was scared when he saw it, and he was scared when he saw it, and the sword was hanging on the bamboo pillar behind the girl.

This...... Crossing into a sword? No, no, to be exact, a sword spirit.

The ancient sword belongs to the "short soldier". Known as the "King of a Hundred Soldiers". Every sword has its soul, which is called the "sword spirit".

His head was "buzzing", and in an instant his head was about to crack, and his memories flashed through his mind like an old movie.

“...... The sword rises, and the spirit gathers...... The swordsman is honored...... Cultivating the sword with a sword spirit...... Nirvana incarnate ......"

“...... The sword cultivation starts from the Chengying Sword, 'Jiao divides the Chengying, the goose falls and forgets to return', the human sword is one, there is a spirit in the sword, there are people in the spirit, and the sword is ...... endlessly"

“...... Ancient swords in the world, sword spirit cultivation, to become a sword body ......"

Yun Feiyang had a splitting headache, and these fields flashed in his mind, and he was dizzy for a while, and he fainted again.

"Bang!"

"Boom!"

The crisp sound sounded, waking up Yun Feiyang, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that outside the bamboo house, a blazing torch was lit, and arrows rained down from outside the bamboo house.

"Tuk Tuk ......"

The arrow sank into the bamboo pillar, and the three souls were so frightened that the three souls disappeared.

And next to the bamboo table in the center of the bamboo house, the dance hall has cold sleeves, feather clothes fluttering, the sound of the piano is everywhere, and between the frowning eyebrows of the girl in white shirts, the fuqin is turned into a cold light rolled out, and the sound waves pass through, shaking those arrows down.

"Ziyun, that slut is stubbornly resisting, everyone goes up together, kills her, and takes away the 'Dragon Yin Sword Technique' and the 'Dragon Yin Sword'!" With an angry roar, a spear pierced the door of the bamboo house, and a burly man landed at the door, the spear shook, pointing at the girl who was playing the piano in the bamboo house.

Ziyun? Is she Ziyun? Could she be the clouds flying in that dream? Nima really crossed over.

It doesn't matter if it crosses, it also crosses into a sword spirit, and it seems that the "dragon sword" in the mouth of the sturdy strong man at the door is probably the sword attached to the sword spirit.

"Gun God, beware of Fu Xiqin, the little slut of butterfly dance!" Another loud man's voice fell, and a young man fell, dressed in a Taoist robe, with a circular Tai Chi yin and yang pattern on his chest.

He was holding a pot glowing with purple red in his hand, surrounded by a flickering aura, a pair of lion eyes, blazing, standing awe-inspiring on the side of the strong man with a spear.

The girl frowned, her lips moved slightly, her teeth were like snow, and her pleasant silver bell-like voice was cold and piercing, "'Gun God' Shangguan Jin, a 'blood spilling gun' dominates the storm, 'Seeking Immortals' Nie Chongtian, a demon refining pot, absorbing the demons of heaven and earth, I didn't expect that the two of them were bewitched by demons, and came to snatch the 'Dragon Yin Sword' and 'Dragon Yin Sword Technique'." ”

"Ziyun, don't talk nonsense, as long as you obediently hand over the 'Dragon Yin Sword' and 'Dragon Yin Sword Technique', we can let you live!" said the spear god Shangguan Jin with a gloomy face.

"Joke, Venerable Tianji handed over the 'Dragon Yin Sword' and the 'Dragon Yin Sword Technique' to the little woman, how could he easily let him fall into the hands of thieves like you. You sanctimonious hypocrites, who doesn't know that you have a ghost in your heart, do you really think that if you have the 'Dragon Yin Sword', you can command the Three Realms?"

Ziyun groaned and shouted, like a long whip whipping these heroes who are famous all over the world, making these two people extremely unhappy.

Xun Immortal Nie Chongtian Dao robe rolled up, held out the demon refining pot, and said in a fierce voice: "Ziyun, you don't want to toast and eat and drink, you have to stop it again, don't blame us for being polite!"

"Hmph, you dare to be presumptuous here, first ask the Fu Xiqin in the girl's hand!" Before Ziyun's words fell, the jade palm slapped on the bamboo table, and a dark blue cyclone held up the guqin on the bamboo table, and in the blink of an eye, Fu Xiqin glowed with infinite light, shrouding Ziyun in a halo.

Ziyun danced lightly and stroked the qin, melodious piano sound, and the sound waves of the heavenly fairy music turned into sharp blades swept towards the spear god Shangguan Jin and the immortal Nie Chongtian.

The blood-dripping spear in Shangguan Jin's hand drew an arc, and the air was red and bloody, stabbing at Ziyun's sound waves.

Nie Chongtian threw out the demon refining pot, changed the technique, and sacrificed the demon refining pot, the demon refining pot was suspended in the air, spinning, and the light covered the bamboo house, intertwined with the sound waves stirred up by Ziyun.

From a distance, it looks like two flying dragons fighting together, and the cyclone "buzzes", stirring the bamboo house to the ground.

Arrows were still raining down from outside the bamboo house, rain curtains, and thunder roared.

It can be seen that the outside of this dilapidated bamboo house is already surrounded inside and out, and it is difficult to fly if you want to escape from here.

Ziyun was very aware of her current situation, and when she handed over the "Dragon Yin Sword Technique" and "Dragon Yin Sword" to her at Tianji Peak, she knew that it would lead to unnecessary disputes.

Unexpectedly, the Three Realms competed, surrounded and looted everywhere, attracting endless killings, and the world was even more strife, harming the innocent people.

In this worldly wilderness far away from the hustle and bustle, she originally planned to take the Dragon Yin Sword and the Dragon Yin Sword Technique to retreat to reduce the bloody killing.

After all, they still found it, and whether the Dragon Yin Sword and the Dragon Yin Sword Technique can be preserved is a battle here.

Venerable Tianji predicted at that time: When the Dragon Yin Sword reappears and the killings are everywhere, a great hero may be born.

Since it is a dragon sword, since ancient times, the dragon sword is matched with heroes, and heroes are matched with beauties. Moreover, such a sword, the sword spirit is condensed, how can it be nameless, and it is controlled by the ordinary people of the Three Realms.

Ziyun came to this unknown mountain to take refuge with the Dragon Yin Sword and the Dragon Yin Sword Technique, but she also escaped three or five years, and the catastrophe could not be avoided after all!

Attracting masters like "Seeking Immortals" Nie Chongtian and "Gun God" Shangguan Jin was indeed unexpected by Ziyun.

I'm afraid that the people outside this bamboo house are all masters of the Three Realms, and they seem to be determined to get it for the sake of the Dragon Yin Sword and the Dragon Yin Sword Technique.

Ziyun sighed softly, and the jade finger stroked the qin, this Fuxi qin, which was comparable to her life, was originally a divine weapon given to her by the Heavenly Machine Venerable.

She has been good at music and dance skills since she was a child, dancing for nine days, which can be called a butterfly change, and is named "Purple Rhyme". Since she got this magnificent divine weapon from the Venerable Tianji-Fu Xiqin, she has even broken through the rhythm of music and deduced the supreme supernatural power.

A song of Fuxiqin, the heavenly ghosts are terrifying. The dance hall is accompanied by cold sleeves, and the butterfly shadow is drunk in the world.

Whether it is the spear god Shangguan Jin or Xun Xian Nie Chongtian, the name of Ziyun has long been like thunder, in the early years, in order to snatch the Dragon Yin Sword and the Three Realms masters of the Dragon Yin Sword Technique, there have been thirty-nine tragic deaths under her Fu Xiqin.

"Boom, boom!"

Blinding lightning tore through the sky, and a flash of lightning streaked across the sky, followed by a deafening roar of thunder.

"It's a mess!"

Then there was a pouring rain, pouring down, as if there was a downturn to subvert the frame of the bamboo house.

"Huh!" "Gun God" Shangguan Jin drew an arc with a blood-dripping spear in his hand, and a spiritual power came out of the curl, and the arc drew a circle, and the tip of the gun shook, shattering the raindrops that fell from the bamboo house, straightening up a gun, stabbing at Ziyun.

"Seeking Immortals" Nie Chongtian held the demon refining pot, condensed a congenital Fuxi gossip cyclone diagram, and devoured the sound waves rippling out of the purple rhyme, which were submerged in the spiritual power of the demon refining pot, and could not exert its due power at all.

Ziyun frowned tightly, her pretty face was a little more sad, and the speed at which the green jade fingers plucked the strings was even faster, and for a while, the sound waves flowed, like a galloping and roaring wave, one wave after another, and crashed away.

The three strong currents collided together, making a dull loud noise.

"Bang!"

The bamboo hut was shattered by the air current, and the bamboo strips on the eaves fell down in a disorderly manner.

When those bamboo strips were scattered, and when I looked up, the bamboo house was suspended in the void around it, all of them were masters of the Three Realms from all walks of life and dressed in different clothes. They are all armed with blades, drawing bows and arrows, and strong bows and arrows, all of which are aimed at Ziyun.

Yun Feiyang's eyes were different, and he was frightened by this sudden change, and under a closer look, the bamboo house was actually standing on a lonely peak that stood out from the crowd.

Straight to the peak of Xiaohan, the bamboo house is built on the top of the mountain, looking at the Shenyu from afar, the roaring thunder, the dazzling lightning, and the extraordinarily clear Nine Heavens Xuan Thunder tear the sky, shooting down a cold streamer, and the rolling thunder is even more deafening.

"Bang dang!"

The sword was shaken to the ground, Yun Feiyang was startled,, it didn't hurt? It didn't hurt to fall from such a high pillar? Is it really dead? Or did it become a mummy?

Shangguan Jin's blood spear turned into a cyclone, the tip of the spear was a little brighter, Ling Yue rose up, and stabbed at Ziyun's throat, full of spiritual power, and the tricks were extremely ruthless.

At this moment, Nie Chongtian's condensed innate Fuxi Bagua spiritual power cyclone emitted a white glow that devoured all things, and his palm was facing the demon refining pot, pouring all the spiritual energy.

The aura poured into the demon refining pot, "bang", burning an endless void fire, and it made the innate Fuxi gossip spiritual power cyclone have the magic of destroying the world and destroying the earth.

Ziyun willow eyebrows frowned, snorted, swayed the Xiqin, jade fingers plucked the strings like lightning, "Ding Dong, Ding Dong......" was endless, and the aftersound lingered, three days endlessly.

But seeing the vast and rushing sea in front of him, the waves were stormy, and he met the spiritual power that Shangguan Jin and Nie Chongtian shot out.

"Boom!"

Almost at the same time as the Nine Heavens Xuan Thunder, there was a dull loud noise, and the powerful spiritual power shook the bamboo house again, shaking the Dragon Yin Sword on the ground a few times.

Ziyun's eyes widened, her pupils dilated, because Shangguan Jin didn't wait for her to come back to her senses, the blood-dripping spear shook off the rain curtain, shattered the air with a shot, and stabbed Ziyun's throat again.

Such a wonderful magical change caught Ziyun off guard. If you withdraw your hand and fight to the death with Shangguan Jin's bloody spear, you may be able to survive by luck.

But what made her desperate was that Nie Chongtian's demon refining pot conjured up endless demons and monsters, and the resentment was full, and suddenly on the lonely peak, endless resentful spirits were flying.

Even if she was able to shoot down Shangguan Jin's blood-dripping spear, the endless resentful spirits raised by Nie Chongtian's demon refining pot would devour her soul.

"Nie Chongtian, despicable and shameless, you are a famous and decent family, and you are using such despicable means!" Even though Ziyun was stabbed to death by Shangguan Jin's blood-dripping spear, she would never let the resentful spirit raised by Nie Chongtian devour her soul, and then, her arms shook, and endless sound waves rolled out.

Everywhere the sound wave passed, there was a mourning, and those flying resentful spirits were all ready to meet and suddenly scattered.

"Phew!"

Shangguan Jin's blood-dripping gun pierced her left rib, and at the last moment, her body deviated, and she finally escaped her life.

The red blood splashed from below her shoulder, and she opened her mouth to spray a mouthful of blood, and her heart was cold, she looked at Shangguan Jin in surprise, and shouted word by word: "Shangguan Jin, you ...... Poison on the gun?

Shangguan Jin's blood spear slashed across the air, the tip of the spear hung low, with a cold expression, and glanced at Ziyun, "It's a pity, you know too late!

"Despicable!" Zi Yun scolded fiercely, but the blood on her shoulder turned a little black, and she looked panicked, wanting to pluck the strings again and fight the enemy to the death. But a pair of hands seemed to be disjointed, and he couldn't lift up a trace of strength.

The dantian was even more churning, unable to carry a trace of spiritual power, staring at these two masters from famous and decent families with resentful eyes.

There were many Three Realms masters flying around, no matter who anyone stepped forward at this moment, they were able to kill Ziyun. And those who can fly up to the lonely peak are all among the best masters in the Three Realms. It seems that this time the dragon chanting sword, they are bound to win.

It's just that he has failed the trust of the Venerable Tianji, and the Dragon Yin Sword will eventually fall into the hands of these powerful villains who are greedy for fame and fortune, but it's a pity, even if he dies, he is not blind.

Yun Feiyang watched all this happen, hateful and angry, but he couldn't do anything.

Ziyun was there to protect the Dragon Yin Sword, in other words, she was injured to protect me. There are so many masters of the Three Realms, all of them are seven-foot men, and they actually did this to a woman.

Hmph, he prides himself on being a decent family, flaunting a gentleman and chivalrous man, with a good sense of morality, all of them are human-faced and beast-hearted, and his secret arrows hurt people, what kind of heroes and heroes are he, what kind of righteous people are he.

No, I can't watch Ziyun being murdered, I want to save her. Yun Feiyang belittled these "hypocrites" to the soles of his feet from the bottom of his heart.

As far as his mind could reach, the dragon sword "clanged", and the endless sword bloomed, he only felt dizzy, closed his eyes, and his eyes appeared...... Sword Spirit Shapeshift...... With the edge of the sword, slay the demons and eliminate the demons...... Clash of the Three Realms...... The sword becomes a qi and the initial shadow is inherited...... Jiao divides the shadow, and the geese forget to return ......"

When he opened his eyes again, he felt that he was holding a sword weapon in his hand, a cold device, and the dantian was surging with incomparably comfortable spiritual power.

With the transformation of the sword rays one after another, Yun Feiyang transformed from the sword spirit in the dragon yin sword, with a handsome face, a majestic instrument, and an extraordinary bearing.

Wearing a gray shirt and a shiny long sword in his hand, two Lishu fonts "Chengying" appeared on the blade.

Nani, Sword Spirit Transformation, This Sword in His Hand Is a Divine Weapon—Shadow Sword, Sword Spirit Sword, Demon Slayer?Yun Feiyang rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and when he was sure that all this was true, he was simply ecstatic.

Because the masters of the Three Realms who came from the surrounding area were all dumbfounded, looking at all these changes, no one would believe that a dragon sword with thousands of hidden elements had actually transformed into a human form.

Yun Feiyang didn't have time to pay attention to those Three Realm masters, he wanted to save his benefactor, Ziyun.

He stepped forward with an arrow, picked up the weak Ziyun, and asked with concern, "Miss Ziyun, how are you?"

Although Ziyun was dying, she had to see everything really just now, she coughed a few times, spit out a mouthful of blood, and a smile of relief appeared on her face, "The dragon chant sword hides the sword spirit, the sword spirit turns into a human form, the demon saves the world, and the Three Realms defend the balance." The Venerable Heavenly Machine really has insight into the Heavenly Machine, and knows all these calamities well. ”

Yun Feiyang was stunned, who is the Venerable of the Heavenly Machine? Could it be a certain master in the Three Realms? Hearing the name of the Venerable of the Heavenly Machine, he must be a master of the bull breaking and booming.

"Miss Ziyun, as long as I am here, I will never let them hurt you!" Yun Feiyang raised his horizontal sword on his chest, his eyes were blazing, and he looked around at the stunned masters of the Three Realms, with a look of death.

"Sword Spirit, you must be careful, these people are despicable and shameless, don't let them break your golden body. Ziyun barely supported her body with luck and said word by word.

Yun Feiyang groaned slightly, and smiled calmly, "Don't worry, I'm fine, they can't help me." ”

He didn't know if he could fight against these Three Realms masters, but since he was a traverser and became a weird "sword spirit", he must have some special functions.

"My name is Yun Feiyang, not Sword Spirit. He was afraid that Ziyun would not know what his surname was, so he immediately added.

Ziyun smiled and said disapprehantly: "Sword Spirit, I don't care what your name is, in my eyes, you are the Sword Spirit." ”

"Beauty, you are mistaken, I am really not a sword spirit, my name is Yun Feiyang, a man with flesh and blood, heart and lungs. Yun Feiyang has always been a little "ruffian", holding Ziyun's jade hand, holding her slippery jade hand, pulling her hand to touch her chest, "Don't believe it, you touch it, there is a heartbeat, there is a ...... pectoral muscles"

Ziyun's cold eyes swept over Yun Feiyang's face, and her pink face turned a peach-like flush because she touched the beating heart of "poof", "You...... What do you do?"

Yun Feiyang grinned, "No, in my eyes, you are my goddess, I have seen you in my dreams, in order to see you, I have offended the 'dead fat woman', and I have traveled through many time and space to meet you." ”

"You...... Why are you so flamboyant?" Zi Yun looked at Yun Feiyang in some surprise, isn't he a sword spirit? How can he have such a crooked thought? He likes me? No, it is impossible for a person and a sword spirit.

And in the Three Realms, this is unprecedented. People have souls, and swords have sword spirits, but how can sword spirits be compared to people, and how can there be human thoughts?

Yun Feiyang swallowed his saliva, looked at the weak Ziyun, felt distressed, and wanted to argue with her, but seeing her so delicate, he couldn't bear it, so he bit his tongue and remained silent.

"That's enough!" The blood-dripping spear in Shangguan Jin's hand suddenly drew out a spiritual power, the tip of the spear pointed at Yun Feiyang, and the gaze of the Yin Eagle Falcon glared at him angrily, "I don't care if you are a human or a sword spirit, today, you don't want to take Ziyun away, let alone the idea of fighting the Dragon Yin Sword." ”

"That's right, unless you walk by on our corpse!" Nie Chongtian shook the demon refining pot in his hand, and thousands of spiritual powers condensed, forming a portal, and he shouted, and his posture was also blocking the way of Yun Feiyang and Ziyun.

Yun Feiyang helped Ziyun and walked over step by step, his cold face was actually grinning, "Tsk...... Stepping on your corpses? Can I understand that you are too unconfident in yourself and too much in me?

He had a contemptuous look on his face, for these masters of the Three Realms, the appearance of this young and handsome young man, unruly, and his eyebrows were full of heroic energy, which really shocked them a lot.

"You ......" Shangguan Jin gritted his steel teeth with anger, "You will pay the price of blood for this sentence!"

Yun Fei raised his sword and his eyebrows sank, still smiling, "Manly man, blood does not shed tears." I ......" he deliberately paused slightly, and glanced at Shangguan Jin and Nie Chongtian with a pair of tiger eyes, "I like the smell of blood, which is far more stimulating to my eyes than the smoke of the battlefield." However, I can assure you that it will not be me who will shed the blood, but you!"

"What an arrogant tone, do you know who we are?" Nie Chongtian straightened his waist and shook the signature weapon "Demon Refining Pot" in his hand, among the Three Realms, no one knows about the Demon Refining Pot, and no one knows.

However, Yun Feiyang didn't bother to take a look, and said with a sneering smile: "I don't care what kind of cat or dog you are, or what kind of monkey you invite to tease." Or, if you hold some urinals in my way and try to threaten me, then, I tell you unceremoniously, I will give you no chance to regret it!"

As soon as the words came out, everyone present was shocked in their hearts, is this young man crazy?

Among the Three Realms, who dares to despise the demon refining pot in Nie Chongtian's hand, unless he is tired of life, otherwise, no one dares to be bold enough to take his life to collide with Nie Chongtian.

Even Zi Yun was surprised, this young man who had transformed into a sword spirit, could it be that his head was in water, right? Even she was afraid of Nie Chongtian and Shangguan Jin, did he really not know the height of the sky?

As soon as Yun Feiyang's voice fell, his hand clenched the hilt of the sword, and the Chengying Sword in his hand condensed a strong spiritual power, which seemed to be in the same breath as his body, and every trace of breath that wandered in the blade was like the beating of his heart.

The muscles on Nie Chongtian's face were twisting and twitching, and his palm urged the spiritual power, and he sacrificed the pagoda-like demon refining pot, and above the endless void, the huge demon refining pot phantom turned into thousands of changes, shrouding the clouds and flying.

Yun Feiyang's wrist sank, the spiritual power came from the dantian, the sword shot fiercely, the Chengying sword was like a dragon, the sword qi was like a rainbow, the sword swept away, "bang", above the void, the sword collided with the demon refining pot, the lightning and flint, and the sparks were everywhere.

The shadow of the sword swayed, echoing in the endless void, winding the demon refining pot, as if he was holding a kite in his hand, shaking the demon refining pot and heading towards Nie Chongtian himself.

Nie Chongtian was taken aback, and in a hurry, he unloaded his spiritual power, silently recited the trick, and took the demon refining pot in his hand.

However, as soon as he took it in his hand, the demon refining pot was shining brightly, and it burned with a "bang", like a blazing furnace, scorching extremely hot, making Nie Chongtian jump up, hurriedly withdraw his hand, and threw the demon refining pot out.

And the gushing power shook his chest, and within his chest, the waves were suddenly surging, the blood flowed backwards, and he opened his mouth "wow" and spewed out a mouthful of red blood, a pale face, a pair of eyes of disbelief, looking at Yun Feiyang.

Yun Feiyang smiled playfully, "How's that?"

"You...... Who the hell are you?" Nie Chongtian was dumbfounded, and he no longer dared to underestimate Yun Feiyang, and even everyone present did not dare to make a rash move, after all, his move was to hit Nie Chongtian hard, one of the most famous masters in the Three Realms.

"Who am I?" hiss...... You can't be joking with me, are you?" Yun Fei raised his eyebrows, glanced at Nie Chongtian and Shangguan Jin, and then said, "You have tracked all the way, and in order to seize your selfish desires, you will do whatever it takes. Aren't so many people dealing with a woman all here to seize the Dragon Yin Sword? Let me tell you, I am the Dragon Yin Sword, and the sword in my hand is called the 'Chengying Sword', no, I am the Dragon Yin Sword Spirit, and it's not right, my name is Yun Feiyang, hehe, yes, Yun Feiyang!"

"Yun Feiyang?" Everyone looked at each other, and there were many discussions, all searching in their minds, in the Three Realms, there was a young man named "Yun Feiyang", holding a dragon sword, and he was a blockbuster.

But after thinking about it for a while, no one had a result, and in the Three Realms, no one had heard of a young master named "Yun Feiyang", so who was he?

The answer is: no one knows.

"Hehe, I guess you must be racking your brains to think, who is this young Yun Feiyang?" Yun Feiyang glanced at those Three Realms masters with contempt, "Don't think about it, Yun Feiyang, there was no such person before, there is no such person in the Three Realms." However, from now on, these three words will be your nightmare, and they will be deeply seared in your hearts. ”

Everyone was stunned again, and they all took a few steps back.

Zi Yun staggered a few steps, almost fell, and said softly: "Sword Spirit, I don't want to see their ugly faces, take me away." ”

"Yes!" Yun Feiyang nodded vigorously, "Miss Ziyun, I'll take you away!"

After speaking, he hugged Ziyun and walked forward.

Shangguan Jin took a step forward, blocked the blood-dripping spear in the air, and shouted: "Stop, you don't want to leave today!"

Yun Feiyang was also empty in his heart, because although he knew that he had crossed into a sword spirit, he must have some "golden fingers", so he was arrogant and arrogant.

Under the battle with Nie Chongtian, the Chengying Sword bloomed with a dazzling sword, and Nie Chongtian was defeated with one move. He is even more sure that he must have absolutely powerful power.

So, in the face of the "blood dripping gun" Shangguan Jindi's interception, he smiled coldly and said disappreciatively: "You really think that you are holding a burning stick, that is...... Is it Lu Bu? Bah, good dogs don't get in the way, I advise you, it's better to dodge, hum!"

"Boy, don't think that holding chicken feathers can be used as an arrow, when Lao Tzu is crisscrossing the Three Realms, I'm afraid that you are still wearing open crotch pants. If you dare to take another step, I'll have one more hole in my body. "Shangguan Jin condensed the spiritual power of the blood spilling spear, revealing an incomparably cold aura, which made people feel a little suffocating.

Yun Feiyang sighed "sigh", and said faintly: "What I hate most in my life is my grandson's pretending fork, do you think you really have the ability to stop me?

Shangguan Jin was enraged, completely enraged, from Yun Feiyang's defeat of Nie Chongtian with a sword, and even from the beginning of Yun Feiyang's arrogant tone of provocation, he was holding back the fire in his stomach, and this time he was provoked by Yun Feiyang's words, and he was even more angry.

The blood-dripping spear in his hand drew an arc, and the tip of the spear shook, and with a whistling sound, it stabbed straight at Yun Feiyang.

Yun Feiyang swept the sword horizontally, and a sword light was devoured, and the light blue sword qi formed a barrier cyclone, and the bullet was about to go away.

"Bang!"

With a dull loud bang, the sword qi swept away the breath of the blood lance, sending Shangguan Jinzhen flying down to the cliff.

Yun Feiyang's face was gloomy, and he smiled at Ziyun, "Miss Ziyun, how is it?, are you still satisfied with my performance?"

Ziyun glanced at him and muttered, "Are you proud?"

"Hehe, the hero saves the beauty, the sword hero, how majestic!" Yun Feiyang helped Ziyun and jumped down towards the endless void, and flew through the sky, breaking out of the encirclement.

When Shangguan Jin, Nie Chongtian and other masters of the Three Realms came back to their senses, they saw that between the stratus clouds, the backs of Yun Feiyang and Ziyun gradually passed away, even if they wanted to chase them, it was too late.

Shangguan Jin clenched his fists, beat his chest and scolded fiercely: "Raised by a son of a bitch, no matter the ends of the world, Lao Tzu must find you and break your corpses into thousands of pieces to vent the hatred in my heart." ”

Nie Chongtian nodded and sighed, "Brother Shangguan, the Dragon Yin Sword is already at your fingertips, but who knew that a young master was killed halfway, and all the previous efforts were wasted." But I don't know what is the origin of this 'cloud flying' boy?"

"Could it really be the Dragon Yin Sword Spirit?" Shangguan Jin condensed his eyebrows and thought deeply.

Nie Chongtian paused: "In the early years, I saw some ancient fragments, saying that this dragon sword has a sword spirit, can be sword cultivation and transformation, once it enters the sword cultivation, it will practice the supreme sword technique, and the supreme realm is called the 'realm of the holy path', but it is ......"

"But what?" Shangguan Jin asked curiously.

Nie Chongtian said in a low voice: "However, entering the sword cultivation and extinguishing the love relationship, there have always been people who have been able to practice this supreme sword realm. ”

"Enter the sword cultivation and extinguish the relationship?hiss~ Then you say, what is the relationship between this young man and Ziyun?" Shangguan Jin asked again.

Nie Chongtian shook his head, looked at the figure in the distance, and sighed.

The dripping rain, at this time, actually stopped, the sky was clear, blue and cloudless, as far as the eye could see, above the sky, the scorching sun was in the sky, scorching all worlds.

The realm of desire is the general name of hell, hungry ghosts, animals, Shura, the human world and the six heavens of desire. In this realm, sentient beings are greedy for food, sex, sleep, and other desires.

The whole mountains and rivers of the desire realm, the scroll is stretched out in the eyes of the clouds and purple rhyme, the mountains, rivers, and thousands of ethnic groups are lined up, whether it is hell, hungry ghosts, livestock, or Shura, the world, and the six desires, they are all intricate.

This is a magical realm, which is an eye-opener for Yun Feiyang, as long as he is far away from the face of the fat woman in charge, everything is so beautiful.

He and Ziyun unloaded their spiritual power, landed lightly at the door of a vermilion lacquer mansion, pushed the door open, and walked in.

The courtyard is spotless, under the courtyard wall, there is a group of green bamboo, and on one side of the green bamboo, there is an octagonal pavilion.

Under the pavilion, there is a clear lake, the lake water is crystal clear, standing upright blooming lotus, bursts of fragrant fragrance permeate the whole courtyard, which is refreshing.

An arched bridge is erected on the surface of the lake, and the carved railings are very exquisite. On the shore of the lake, a few weeping willows swayed in the wind, and the willow branches sometimes lightly touched the surface of the lake, rippling a string of ripples.

"Doctor, doctor, someone is injured, hurry up and come out to save people!" Yun Feiyang shouted loudly into the courtyard, he was not reckless in breaking into the mansion, he saw that this mansion was hanging a plaque on the lintel at the gate, engraved with "Heavenly Mandate Medical Hall", four large characters inlaid with gold.

Ziyun fought with the masters of the Three Realms and was seriously injured, so she wanted to seek medical treatment, and this Heavenly Mandate Medical Hall was the nearest town medical hall coming down from the mountain.

"Sword Spirit, what doctor? I'm looking for a doctor. Ziyun barely said a word, her face was as pale as paper, and she was dying.

Well, doctor should be the modern term, in this time and space, it should be called "doctor". Yun Feiyang is a long knowledge.

He was slightly stunned, and then shouted anxiously, "Doctor, doctor, is there anyone? Someone is injured, hurry up and come out to save people!"

As soon as the words fell, a fat head poked out from the side of the courtyard, and said impatiently: "Who is making a lot of noise here? Don't you know that the Heavenly Mandate Medical Hall has been closed today?"

While speaking, a round figure, a shy "fat sea" with a big belly came out, tiger-headed, quite shrewd, with a small beard on his chin, striding out, looking at Yun Feiyang and Ziyun.

"The Mandate of Heaven Medical Hall is closed, and there will be no treatment today. "Fat Sea" waved his hand and said in an evicted order.

Yun Feiyang didn't fight in one place, but he still suppressed his anger, and grinned: "Fat uncle, we ......"

"Stinky boy, what do you call me? What fat uncle? Am I fat?" "Fat Dahai" spun his fat body like a spinning top and asked, "Can I be called fat? Which eye do you see that I am fat?"

Yun Feiyang swallowed his saliva, still smiling, "Yes...... You're not fat, you're just skinny and not noticeable, that fat ...... Ahem, this uncle, are you the doctor of this medical hall?"

"What kind of cross-eyed, I used to lose weight!" "Fat Dahai" chattered, "You guys hurry up, our Heavenly Destiny Medical Center will only treat three patients a day, and it is full today." ”

Yun Feiyang was stunned for a moment, what kind of regulations is this, people say to open the door to do business, you are closing the door to thank customers? Don't you know that the customer is God? If God is not happy, hum, you can drink the northwest wind!

Although Yun Feiyang was very unhappy in his heart, he understood very well that he must not offend this "fat sea" now, he looked at Ziyun, and said to the "fat sea" with a smile: "Uncle, look at your kind eyebrows, you must be a good person, a good person." You are fine, see that this friend of mine is seriously injured, please save her!"

"Fat Sea" glanced at Ziyun a few times, and waved his hand, "Go...... This girl is so badly injured, if something goes wrong in my Heavenly Destiny Medical Hall, wouldn't it have smashed our signboard?"

"Dead fat paper, what nonsense are you talking about, who has a problem?" Yun Feiyang couldn't help but scold angrily when he heard this "fat sea" speak disrespectfully to Ziyun.

"You...... You ......" and "Fat Sea" pointed to the clouds flying, and I couldn't say a word for a long time.

Yun Feiyang was unforgiving, "Dead fat paper, let me tell you, if you don't heal my friend today, hum, I won't leave." If my friend has three longs and two shorts, I will burn down your medical hall. And it's hyping that your Heavenly Destiny Medical Hall is a black shop if you don't save you when you die!"

"Stinky boy, have you eaten the courage of the ambitious leopard, and you dare to come to the Heavenly Mandate Medical Hall to spread wild and find fault! Come on, teach this stinky boy a lesson, teach this stinky boy a lesson!" Who knows, "Fat Sea" greeted him, and more than a dozen fierce men rushed out from all directions, and walked over to surround the clouds and purple rhyme.

Ziyun said "cough" twice, dragged Yun Feiyang, and said softly: "Sword Spirit, let's go!"

Yun Feiyang held Ziyun and said with concern: "Miss Ziyun, today, I don't believe in this evil anymore. ”

"Sword Spirit, you can't beat them!" Zi Yun opened her eyes slightly, and glanced at the big man who surrounded her.

Yun Feiyang smiled bitterly, she didn't believe in my ability? Could it be that on the top of the mountain, it wasn't me who hit the masters of the Three Realms hard?

He confidently took a step forward and pressed Ziyun's jade hand, "Don't worry, let me beat them up, and then find the doctor in this medical hall to heal you." ”

"Sword Spirit, don't ......" Without waiting for Ziyun to finish speaking, Yun Feiyang aimed at one of the big men who smashed in the chest with his fist, and the "poof" was a punch.

However, the big man was so angry that he was punched in the chest by Yun Feiyang, as if he had been slapped by "cotton", not to mention knocking the big man down with a punch, even if he was shocked back a step.

The big man was furious, picked up a punch, and hit Yun Feiyang in the face.

Yun Feiyang staggered a few steps, a tingling pain came from his cheek, and suddenly, his face was bruised, he was a gold star in his eyes, and before he understood what was going on, the big man punched again.

Zi Yunqiang took a step, stretched out his jade hand, pinched the fist of the big man, and sent it away, and a strong spiritual power shook away.

The big man grinned, shouted non-stop, covered the hand, had been dislocated by Ziyun, and fell heavily to the ground, rolling and screaming.

Yun Feiyang is like a dream, didn't he cross over and become a sword spirit? Didn't he defeat Nie Chongtian, the master of the Three Realms, the "Demon Refining Pot", and Shangguan Jin, the "Dripping Blood Spear", with one sword?

What the hell is going on?

Without waiting for him to think about it, Ziyun staggered a few steps, staggered, her lips opened, and "wow" spit out a mouthful of red blood.

He hurriedly stretched out his hand, hugged Ziyun, and asked with concern, "Miss Ziyun, how are you?"

Zi Yun squeezed out a smile on her face, "Sword Spirit, don't be impulsive, you can't beat them." ”

"Why? Why do I feel like I don't have any martial arts anymore?" Yun Feiyang asked in surprise.

"Because you are a sword spirit!" Zi Yun said categorically, "All 'spirits' need to have aura, and in this realm of desire, there is no aura in hell, hungry ghosts, animals, Shura, etc. Therefore, you have no martial arts, and there is a high chance that you will disappear and return to the Dragon Yin Sword. ”

Yun Feiyang muttered to himself in disbelief: "The sword spirit needs aura, without aura, I don't exist, so I have to return to the Dragon Yin Sword?"

"Yes, but thank you for bringing me to this Heavenly Destiny Medical Hall!" Zi Yun smiled slightly, "No matter what, I won't let the Dragon Yin Sword fall into the hands of those hypocrites. I will use my last breath of strength to take you to a place full of spiritual energy, so that you can transform your sword cultivation. ”

"Sword Cultivation Transformation?" Yun Feiyang felt that this sword spirit and dragon yin sword were really too tall, and it was really brain-opening to understand, sword cultivation and transformation sounded like what kind of exercises were being cultivated.

"That's right, with the sword cultivation, the way of the sword transformed. When you are able to cultivate the aura in your dantian, you will be able to exist normally. Ziyun further explained.

Yun Feiyang looked stunned, "That means I'm not a normal person now?"

Ziyun nodded, "Yes, you can return to the Dragon Yin Sword with peace of mind!

Yun Feiyang wanted to say something, but he only felt a force surging in the dantian, and he was dizzy for a while, and a text appeared in his eyes: "...... Cultivating with a spiritual sword...... Kendo incarnation...... Closure and closing...... There is a spiritual ...... to come and go".

He felt a wave of fatigue hit him, and a puff of green smoke drifted in front of him, and then when he opened his eyes again, he was already in Ziyun's hand, it was the Dragon Yin Sword that made the masters of the Three Realms crazy.

Yun Feiyang sighed, this is the rhythm of the gods' hard work, like going to prison. Thinking that I am Yunfeiyang and wholeheartedly good, not a single ant has been pinched to death, but he wants me to suffer like this.

He blinked his eyes and quietly clinged to the Dragon Yin Sword, looking at Ziyun's weak body, his feet were extremely limpable.

"Fat Dahai" watched the "arrogant" kid just now disappear out of thin air, rubbed his eyes, swallowed his saliva, and shouted at Ziyun: "Who are you demons?

Ziyun said softly: "The little woman was killed by a thief and was seriously injured, please pass it on and thank you for the little woman's healing." ”

"No, you're not in the realm of desire, you're not human, you're a demon," "Fat Dahai" shook his head, "The Heavenly Mandate Medical Hall never heals demons, what are you still doing in a daze, on!"

The big men rolled up their sleeves and approached Ziyun step by step, wanting to beat her up.

Yun Feiyang was frightened when he saw it, if it weren't for his lack of aura, he wouldn't be able to perform martial arts. Ziyun will not be bullied by these villains, a dignified seven-foot man, he actually did it to a dying woman, what is this.

However, without aura, he couldn't break free from the dragon yin sword, so he had to watch Ziyun be bullied.

Seeing that Ziyun was about to be punched and kicked by these big men, at the last moment, a voice came: "Stop!"

In the blink of an eye, a Confucian in a white robe came by. The reason why he is called "Confucian" is because this man has a crown on his head, a white Confucian robe, a white face, a scholarly appearance, and a national character face, with a bit of righteous and awe-inspiring appearance.

Yun Feiyang patted his chest lightly and said secretly: "God bless, good people have good rewards." finally helped Ziyun avoid a catastrophe. ”

Ziyun bowed slightly, and said weakly: "Save ......"

Before he finished speaking, his feet were weak, and he fell down.

The Confucian scholar was stunned, stepped forward, and held Ziyun with a hand, showing a little sadness on his face, and said in a casual voice: "Girl, girl......"

It goes without saying that Ziyun has passed out in a coma.

The Confucian probe grabbed Ziyun's vein, gave her a pulse, and said to himself: "The pulse is messy, and it is a little weak." Fortunately, it was delivered in time, otherwise, the Daluo Immortal would also lack the ability to return to the sky. ”

Yun Feiyang heard it, and his hanging heart could be regarded as landing, looking at the appearance of the Confucian scholar, he must be the doctor of this Heavenly Mandate Medical Hall.

Since the Confucian scholar said this, he must have come to the rescue of Ziyun. Moreover, this Confucian scholar looks at his face, and he has a bit of a good face, and he is definitely not a big traitor.

The Confucian scholar supported Ziyun, and inadvertently saw the dragon sword held tightly in Ziyunyu's hand, and couldn't help but gasp, and muttered: "What a dragon sword." It's just that this sword lacks a little spirituality, otherwise, fighting the Three Realms of the sword, slaying demons and demons, will definitely be able to make a feat. ”

Yun Feiyang pondered, judging from the words and demeanor of this Confucian doctor, he should not be an ordinary Jianghu Lang, but a hidden master with a special identity.

Otherwise, just by looking at it, you can identify the origin of the Dragon Yin Sword is not small, and no one will believe it.

The realm of desire? Yun Feiyang's mind flashed in what Ziyun had just said, the realm of desire is a Buddhist term.

Could it be that the time and space you enter belong to the so-called "Three Realms" of Buddhism?

The so-called "three worlds" of Buddhism are the realm of desire, the realm of color, and the realm of colorlessness where sentient beings live.

That is to say, delusional sentient beings, circulating in the changes of birth and death, according to the three levels of their realm, also known as the three beings of life and death, or simply the three beings.

Because the suffering of the Three Realms is as boundless as the sea, it is also called the Bitter Realm and the Bitter Sea.

In Buddhist terminology, there are three ways to liberate non-action, such as desire, color, and colorlessness, or the three paths of liberation from non-action, such as the realm of disconnection, detachment, and extinction.

In this way, this is a time and space where all races are in the realm, and there are many ways to counterattack.

To put it simply, it is a time and space where the strong are respected, and as long as a person is strong enough, he has the ability to dominate everything.

And he crossed into a sword spirit, a person has a soul, and a sword has a sword spirit. The soul of a human crosses over to become a sword spirit, and what kind of way should it rise?

Sword cultivation, Yun Feiyang asked and answered himself firmly, Ziyun said that sword cultivation transforms, then that is to say, he can have the opportunity to be reborn as a man.

Even the only way: to cultivate the method with the sword, and to transform the way of the sword.

However, deep in the realm of desire, it is entrenched by hell, hungry ghosts, animals, Shura, etc., and the spiritual power is scarce, so that there is almost no spiritual energy.

This made Yun Feiyang unable to conjure a human form from the Dragon Yin Sword at all, so when he thought about it, the cause and effect would be clear and clear.

“...... The sword rises, and the spirit gathers...... The swordsman is honored...... Cultivating the sword with a sword spirit...... Nirvana incarnate ......"

“...... The sword cultivation starts from the Chengying Sword, 'Jiao divides the Chengying, the goose falls and forgets to return', the human sword is one, there is a spirit in the sword, there are people in the spirit, and the sword is ...... endlessly"

“...... Ancient swords in the world, sword spirit cultivation, to become a sword body ......"

He went through all the words that had appeared before in his mind, yes, this is the process that the sword spirit needs to achieve nirvana, only by cultivating the sword can nirvana be reborn.

Yun Feiyang kept pondering, and after a while, on the dragon sword, lines of handwriting gradually appeared, and the first paragraph of the text was "Dragon Yin Sword Technique":

"The realm of sword cultivation, starting from the Chengying Sword, the elegant sword, "Jiao divides the shadow, the goose falls and forgets to return", and the sword qi burst index is seven sections. (To be continued.) )