After a thousand years, the number one master in the world is none other than the Taoist saint.

If you want to be right with the Dao Sheng, you must be the first-class person in the rivers and lakes.

Therefore, it seems that only Yue Guhan can pose a slight threat to the Dao Saint in today's martial arts.

Today, this expectation has come true, but no one knows what kind of situation Yue Guhan can achieve.

At this moment, Dao Saint saw the most amazing sword in this thousand years.

Yue Gu Han's sword defeat intent carried a peerless sword aura that was incomparably strong, and under the killing intent, he rushed straight towards the Dao Saint.

Mi Luo Qiankun's killing intent had already firmly locked Wu Ming, and Yue Gu Han's defeated sword that had exhausted the changes in his swordsmanship was slashed, and the flying snow falling in the air was stagnant.

In the face of such a quintessential sword, the Dao Saint can only choose this way.

"Qiankun anti-chaos, change the draft!"

The Dao Sage sent his palms forward, and the true qi of thousands of years of cultivation condensed into a three-foot-thick invisible qi wall, which was a peerless study used by the Dao Sage to protect his body, and the true qi condensed to the extreme formed a three-foot-thick invisible qi wall, isolating the water, fire, and sword soldiers.

In the face of such a powerful body protection technique, even Yue Gu Han's defeated sword could not go further.

This is the result of thousands of years of accumulation, simply to force people, there is no one in the world who can beat Wuming.

Wu Ming's strong condensation qi was like a grinding plate, not only condensed into a hard shield, but also like a sponge that could absorb water, allowing Yue Gu Han's sword intent sword qi to penetrate into the shield condensed by this true qi little by little, and then grind it away layer by layer.

Dao Sheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and under the agitation of true qi, Yue Gu Han's defeated sword momentum slowly dissolved.

Back then, there was an immortal man, he was a good drinker and liked swords, and was known as the first person to use swords through the ages.

At that time, Dao Sheng quietly hid his traces and did not show his traces on the rivers and lakes, in order to avoid possible dangers. Even the Dao Saint was not completely sure that he would win the battle against the immortals of the year.

However, Yue Guhan was not an immortal.

"Only in love can we be extreme in sword. Your sword has reached the extreme of swordsmanship change, but it is far from the extreme of swordsmanship. The Dao Saint seemed to fall into the memory, and saw the peerless elegance of the immortal wielding the sword back then.

Only that kind of sword is what the Dao Saint fears, and the current Yue Guhan is just the one who failed to take that crucial step back then.

Dao Sheng looked at Yue Gu Han, this thought was all about killing his own seed, in fact, it was completely according to the path of Dao Sheng, but the end of this road was not very good.

Yue Gu Han looked at the Dao Saint in the air, it was true that this sword did not have the effect expected by the Chengtian Sword Sect, but this sword at least probed the bottom of the Dao Saint.

It's just that this bottom is a little unfathomable.

"You don't understand swords. Yue Gu snorted coldly.

Yue Guhan moved again, this time he just made a sword.

This is an extremely calm sword, a very ordinary sword.

The Ice Drinking Sword changed from horizontal to vertical, and then gently handed it out, the blade trembled, and handed it forward.

The clouds are light and the wind is light.

It's just that after this sword, there is an extra touch of color between heaven and earth.

The snow seems to be brighter, the night seems to be deeper, and the wind seems cooler.

This sword is called nature.

If it was said that the sword that Yue Gu Han stabbed just now was the end of the change in swordsmanship.

Then now this sword is the original face of swordsmanship.

Evoke the bright moon of the day, shine on me full of ice and snow, and sweep hundreds of rivers.

At this moment, the sword qi has fallen.

There was no sword qi, not even any fluctuations of true qi.

But the sword intent that is evident in the world is enough for people to face it squarely.

This sword made Dao Sheng's face change.

When it comes to true qi, there is no one in the world who can discuss the length and weakness of the Dao Sheng.

However, Yue Gu Han's Sen Han sword intent made him really feel a trace of danger.

The sword is like the bright moon, meaning like the Yangtze River, vast and vast.

This sword came from Buzhou Mountain, from Kunlun Mountain, from Shouyang Mountain, and from Huiji Mountain.

Mingjo Tang swears, this is the sword of Dayi Shang Shi and Ru Harmony.

Makino Meteor, this is the sword of the Warrior King's bloody pestle.

This is the sword that Xiang Yu has won in nine battles, and the princes dare not look up.

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

This is the sword of nature, and it is also the original intention of the sword.

Without any flashy carvings, without any changes, what Yue Guhan attracted was the original intention of the existence of a sword.

Soldiers, murder weapons.

Dao Sheng looked at Yue Gu Han, all the pores around him naturally opened, and in the face of Yue Gu Han's sword of returning to the basics, Dao Sheng's nearly 1,000-year-old true yuan burst out, condensing like a substance around him, turning into a pure white glow like a cloud.

Under the bright moon, the snow is falling.

The accumulation of thousands of years is blooming in Sri Lanka.

Dao Sheng closed his eyes.

This is not just a struggle in the material world, but also a contest of will.

Yue Guhan's sword contains his pursuit and understanding of the origin of the sword, the true moves of this sword do not exist in the material world, but the wind follows the tiger, and the cloud follows the dragon. In such a world, the will condensed to the extreme will inevitably receive a response from the material world.

This is also the cornerstone of the Dao Saint's longevity.

The Dao Saint had to respond to Yue Gu Han's sword intent, otherwise he would be swallowed by the sword intent of the Sword Sect's fiercest sword intent and lose all his vitality.

So Dao Sheng finally "willed" to move.

And the movement of the will will inevitably cause his almost infinite true element response.

Dao Sheng let out a long roar.

If the crane roars for nine days, the sky will be blue and the clouds will widen.

The high will rises from the Dao Holy Body, which is not the will of the human race.

Yue Gu Han immersed himself in the fierce sword, and then he saw a pair of eyes.

Those were Wuming's eyes, and they should be what he was.

A pair of eyes that don't see any emotion.

Maybe there were once children in these eyes, and there were also strong and fierce heroes, but now these eyes are a pair of indifferent eyes.

You can see the stars and the Milky Way in these eyes, you can see the mountains and rivers, you can see the sun rising and the moon setting, but what you can't see is the fireworks in the world.

This is a pair of eyes that belong to the heavens.

It's not a pair of ruthless eyes, it's just that all the emotions of the past have been forgotten by the Dao Sheng.

It's not that there was nothing in the past, it's just that it's gone.

Dao Sheng's left hand clenched into a fist, as if the true yuan of the clouds and mist was cast in his hand.

He sighed, as if another soul had awakened in his body, a lonely and lonely person. It's cold because it's lonely, and it's crazy because it's lonely.

After sighing, the cold jade-like fist was gently handed over.

The sun and the moon are gone, and the sky is mighty.

The unparalleled meaning of the Dao Saint is like a lofty heaven, calm and indifferent.

Yue Guhan has the name of inheriting the sky, but he is not the messenger of the sky.

Li Xu is called the Son of Heaven, and Heaven probably will not recognize this son.

At this moment, the Dao Saint is the sky.

His fist itself is heavenly.

There are five remnants in the sky, and they are fierce stars.

The distance between the two had not changed, but Yue Gu Han's sword blade that had fused the most ferocious sword intent and Dao Saint Si Tian's powerful punch had already fused together.

As a result, Yue Gu Han's sword tracing the origin of the sword path ended here.

The murder of the world is still inferior before the high providence after all.

The killing intent is reversed, and the ferocious spirit is against the master.

Yue Gu Han spurted out a mouthful of blood, and took thirteen steps back, and with each step back, a blood mist erupted from a key point.

"Huh. Yue Guhan smiled bitterly, not knowing whether he was laughing at the saint or laughing at himself.

The Ice Drinking Sword in his hand groaned as a node connecting the minds of the two people, as if he was lamenting his fate of not being able to make meritorious contributions, and Zheng's life was broken inch by inch.

Bai Xiaosheng lowered his head.

He knew that the Chengtian Sword Sect had already been defeated.

The Dao Saint who has been overwhelmed for thousands of years is already the incarnation of heaven.

Who in this world can compare with heaven?

Yue Guhan is counted as one, and Liu Ziyue may also be counted as one.

It's just after today's fight.

Everything is self-explanatory.

Heaven is heaven, and he is above all things, indifferently watching everything happen.

Bai Xiaosheng's head was lowered, and the Dao Saint could still look at Yue Guhan ambiguously.

That's not the kind of look that humans should have.

Yue Gu Han looked at Dao Sheng, he knew that he had already lost.

He had wielded the most perfect sword in his life, but he was still defeated by the Dao Saint.

It's really unwilling.

Yue Gu Han sighed, maybe it was time for the long sword to return to its sheath.

A Buddha horn.

A figure stood beside Yue Guhan at some point.

It's Li Xu.

The emperor folded his hands as if the Buddha had come to earth.

Li Xu's eyes were full of compassion, and he didn't know when he appeared beside Yue Guhan.

"Impermanence ghosts, unexpectedly. The wandering gods of the underworld, unknown blessings and misfortunes. ”