His Royal Highness stood behind the Lord of the Great Bright Mountain in a daze, listening to the big devil who was being lifted, and the screams were even more tragic than the previous sword qi.

First of all, it was worse than the other.

Then the sound became weaker than the other.

In the end, it's almost like a gossamer.

The man in white's face was still calm.

No one saw it, and his eyes were gloomy as clouds.

He took a deep breath, his fingers not trembling in the slightest, and he still held the old devil aloft.

Killing.

Hou Qing coughed up a mouthful of blood.

He had already been abused to the point that he couldn't look like him, his two arms were cut off by the sword qi, and his two legs couldn't land, even if the whole person existed as a soul body, there was no complete place on his body.

The Eternal Demon Dao, the ancestor of controlling the strings, has fallen to such an end.

He smiled softly and looked at the man in white in front of him.

Among the many fragments of memories, a small fragmented memory was brought out by him.

In that desert island, there are really people who have come to life.

Become such an amazing sword immortal?

Amusing. Ridiculous.

"I remembered. Hou Qing coughed up a mouthful of blood, looked at the Lord of the Great Bright Mountain with a smile, and said something that His Royal Highness couldn't understand with a very joking: "Sword Five, or Sword Sixteen?"

The man in white stabbed him through the heart and lungs with a sword.

Cause and effect.

Ashes.

Yi Xiao looked at this big devil in a daze, and under the sword of cause and effect, it turned into a blood mist flying in the sky, and finally gathered and turned into nourishment for this sword.

The fairy sword was born.

The Demon Mountain on the Holy Island had been suppressed for an extremely long time before the Ghost Gate Dojo Array suppressed by the Fengting Sword Lu, and it was still a step away from the Immortal Treasure.

The reason why the immortal monument is praised and even considered to be the biggest immortal fate in the world is because this is a fairy treasure handed down from ancient times.

And this sword of cause and effect has already squeezed out the immortal stele at this moment, and when it was pulled out, the stele cracked, and the whole world began to shake.

A handle...... A real fairy sword!

And the man in white holding the sword, with a calm face, raised his head slightly at this moment, looking at the sky falling from the sky, like a waterfall, flying around him.

The fairy sword was born, and the immortal held the fairy sword.

A fairy scene.

His Royal Highness sighed with some emotion and looked at the man in white with his back to him.

He already knew it was him.

Just the sword monument he left on the Great Bright Mountain made several young geniuses on the Holy Island break through to become quasi-demon-level kendo cultivators.

On the way of the sword, a ride is unbeatable.

His Royal Highness didn't know what Hou Qing's sentence "Sword Five or Sword Sixteen" meant.

No one knows where he came from, what he went through.

He came to the Holy Island alone.

Then he left the Holy Island alone.

Wherever you go, you're alone.

The monument in front of him, the stele was cracked, and the four words of kendo loneliness engraved on the surface no longer existed, turning into a cloud of flying ash and drifting away.

The man in white was stunned to think about that sentence.

"Five of Swords...... Or Sword Sixteen?"

......

......

In front of His Royal Highness, there were countless flying fireworks.

The Immortal Monument World came to an end, and Qingshi withdrew half of his soul, obtained absolute control power, and began to shuttle through the space, re-sealing a corner of this ghost gate dojo.

Gongzi Xiaotao's mind-reading and Qingshi's mind are all in constant communication with him.

Qingshi brought all the people who were still alive in the immortal monument to the last immortal monument space.

Ye Shisan pushed the wheelchair, his face was pale, Qiliang Northern Wei Xiguan, not even half of the people remained.

Those who had broken their Dao hearts in the immortal monument had become puppets controlled by Hou Qing and had been killed.

The old man of Yugong in the Northern Wei Dynasty was unexpectedly strong and spared his life.

And Qi Liang's Jian Dashen will ...... It's here forever.

After experiencing this catastrophe, those who really survived did have a further great creation.

A few demons survived the tribulation, but it looked very easy.

Although the county lord has never reached the realm of demons and sins, within the immortal monument, the Dao heart is not inferior to the likes of the West Demon and the East Monarch who stand at the top level.

In the fantasy of the big banyan temple in bluestone, under the small banyan tree, it is densely packed with people.

The entire immortal monument will collapse.

The bluestone used great means to piece together the two spaces.

A crack appeared in the space in front of him, and the two worlds were connected.

Everyone saw the space where His Highness was.

The land rises and falls like a dragon and a snake.

On top of the largest piece of earth and rock, His Royal Highness stood behind the man in white.

The stone tablet suspended in front of the man in white was shattered and shattered to its final stage.

The first time they saw this man in white, the faces of several demons changed.

Dongjun's face turned pale.

The West Demon narrowed his eyes, and the tips of his hair burned with blazing flames.

Qingshi raised his hands quietly, pressed his hands on the shoulders of the two of them, and said in a low voice: "Don't think about doing it, you can't win." ”

This sentence was not for Dongjun, but for the awe-inspiring master of the Western Regions next to him.

Liang Liang snorted coldly and suppressed the boiling anger.

The flame burning at the end of the hair slowly extinguished.

She looked at the strange sight in front of her.

The man in white, under the reflection of countless heavenly lights, was indeed an extraordinary immortal, even if his brother was standing beside him, at this moment, it seemed a little bleak.

Xiguan Renping's body trembled.

Jiang Qingyi sensed his abnormality, patted his back gently, and asked gently, "What's wrong?"

The thin man who was once known as the sword crown of the Northern Wei Dynasty had a trembling voice at the moment.

Ren Pingsheng said with difficulty: "It's him." ”

Jiang Qingyi raised his head and said with emotion: "I've heard about you and him, losing to such a person is nothing." ”

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......

If a person is born insufficient, what kind of tribulation does he have to go through to be qualified to hold a sword?

This is a question that His Royal Highness knows.

How can such a person become the number one in the world?

His Royal Highness really wanted to ask the man in white in front of him.

When he first met Li Changge, Yi Xiao was once sure that the big disciple of Fengxue Silver City was a peerless sword embryo with a sword bone, and he was destined to become the number one swordsman in the world.

Li Changge was the first on the list of the Spring and Autumn Period for 16 years.

Pushing forward, it was another person.

That person has no celestial appearance.

That person had nothing.

There is only one sword.

There is also only one sword.

At that time, His Royal Highness was just thinking, how much courage does it take for such a person to dare to challenge the sword master who has lived for a long time in the sword house with a sword?

Later His Highness learned that it had nothing to do with courage.

The sword must be unsheathed.

From the beginning of the Fu to the beginning of the Spring and Autumn Period, the Sword Master is the first person in the world to deserve to be the first person in the kendo world.

If you want to be the best in the world, you have to beat the first in the world.

Except for the Sword Master, the others were too far behind themselves, too far and too far.

Jian Zongming didn't even bother to draw a sword.

Above the Sword Sect, he is the Sword Master of the Great Grandmaster realm.

Under the sword sect, there is the Xuanhuang Sword of the Nine Rank Realm.

What is the meaning of such rivers and lakes?

The rivers and lakes are boring and not romantic, so did he give birth to him?

The man in white was excited, held the causal fairy sword in his hand, inserted a sword, and stood on the soil and stone at the bottom of his feet.

He propped his hands on the hilt of his sword and stood on his tiptoes slightly, looking as if he had stopped to look into the distance.

Long hair dancing wildly.

The sky was magnificent.

Sword Five, or Sword Sixteen?

Jian Zongming closed his eyes.

The words that the man had said to himself, sentence by sentence, echoed in his ears.

"You are destined to be the number one in the sword cultivation. ”

"It's not the first in the world, and it's not the first in the world. ”

"It's the first, no matter how you calculate it, no matter when you count it, it's the first...... That's the first!"

What a naïve thing to say.

The man in white smiled.

"I don't know when I'll be able to leave this place. ”

"This place is so boring, the sword is one sword, two swords and three swords, and the name is terrible. ”

"If you go out in the future, you're going to have a weird, loud name. ”

"Make everyone remember you. ”

"Let all fear you. ”

"Let everybody ...... Look up to you!"

Jian Zongming stood at the end of the collapse of the world, and the earth and stone slowly rose high, flew up from the ground, and slowly flew towards the dome of the firmament.

Everyone remembered the figure in white.

The West Demon, the East Monarch, the Blue Stone, and Ye 13 looked up at the figure of this immortal who was floating out of the dust, and it was inevitable in their hearts, with a trace of awe.

His Highness heard him muttering to himself.

"Five of Swords...... Or Sword Sixteen?"

The man in white thought of the figure in the white lotus ink robe that appeared out of thin air many years ago when he was trapped on that desert island for thirteen days and was almost starving to death.

Memories are in a trance.

......

......

It was a small world in the middle of nowhere.

The mountain lord of the white lotus ink robe came here by accident because of Qingli's teleportation formation.

He found a teenager lying on the ground, ragged, and almost dead.

With a sword in his arms.

He was still hugging another bloody corpse that had already rotted and decayed.

The mountain lord had never seen a young man crying so miserably, covered in sword wounds, but he was not crying because of sword wounds.

That sword was too ordinary to be ordinary.

Engraved with the mottled word Dugu.

The boy howled and cried for an unknown amount of time, his voice was already hoarse, and he was extremely tired, but he stubbornly refused to let go.

Holding the corpse.

No one knows what he went through.

There is no one on the whole deserted island except this valley.

This valley is densely packed with corpses.

Except for the teenagers, there were sixteen people in total.

Sixteen corpses.

An old man, who was empowered by sword qi and died a desolate appearance, was not far from the sword-hugging boy.

Except for the old man, the rest of the corpses in this valley had a number carved on their foreheads with sword qi.

From one, to sixteen.

The dead boy had five engraved on his forehead.

The only one alive, engraved is sixteen.

Sword Five, Sword Sixteen.

(PS: 1 The story of Jian Zongming's childhood, I thought about it a long time ago, and it was very, very exciting, but it will appear in the form of an extra, and the extras of Fucang will be dealt with after the end, and if you really take the first place on the potential list, you will stay up late in January to write out the extras.) 2 The ranking of the potential list is too low..... Now 17 people.,Send this chapter.,There's no manuscript to save.,Now I'm desperately coding words.,There's nothing else to ask for, only a monthly pass!)