The gloomy bronze statues of the ninth hall were all shattered with Xiaoyue's empty applause.

The half of the ruined bronze statue flowed - a colorful sword light. The grand hall was instantly overwhelmed by the light of the ocean.

I closed my eyes and swung the silver serpent sword to weave a sword net. Thunder overflowed in all directions, meeting the steady stream of flying swords.

"The first is as light as a flea, the second is as sharp as a dragon's tooth, the third is a heavy sword, and the fourth is as curved as a rainbow ....... "My mind silently experienced the feeling of the Silver Serpent Sword and each sword fighting.

Lin Zhenren gave me the method of sword refining: the flying sword is different from the mortal sword, the sword shell forged by the heavenly and earthly treasures is only the appearance, and the inside is the sword heart condensed by the swordsman's integration into the Taoist mind. Therefore, the flying sword can be commanded by the main heart and gallop thousands of miles; therefore, the flying sword can shrink and change the law as desired; therefore, the flying sword is quietly cultivated by the spiritual temperature of heaven and earth, and the flying sword is sharpened and refined in the slashing.

Dan is on the tip of the sword, and the sword is in Dan's heart!

The sword is me, and I am the sword.

――The sword light of the six and eight winds is tens of millions, but in fact, there are only seven five-turn flying swords!

They are like the seven phases of Xiaoyue's heart: ruthless as a wolf, cunning as a fox, ruthless as a harsh winter - killing, trampling, insulting, destroying - fight with all your might, and never let the opponent turn over!

It's only been more than ten breaths, and Flying Sword and I have had hundreds of rounds of attack and defense. Their sword intents gradually became clear to me, and after thirty breaths, my familiarity with the Seven Swords was like a decades-old enemy, and I had thoroughly understood the Seven Swords Sword Intent.

The Silver Snake Sword and I could only defend on the spot, and when we saw the opportunity, we used the sword to spit out thunder and attack the Xiaoyue deity. But he couldn't get close with a sword, and he didn't dare to control the flying sword to attack Xiaoyue. - I am not the true legend of the Sword Sect, and there is a great risk of being separated from the sword by Xiaoyue.

Every time I hit the sword light, it was like using the silver snake sword to catch a cannonball from General Shenwei. After hundreds of breaths, I went back and forth with Seven Swords for nearly 10,000 rounds. It was as if I was born and died on a battlefield where cannonballs were flying, and nearly ten thousand mighty generals fell and burned one by one within thirty paces around me.

My golden body shook incessantly. The bones of the whole body, far beyond the golden stone, sounded one after another, like porcelain that had been randomly struck by a naughty boy with a small hammer. My inner eyes were covered with tiny cracks in my bones, and I didn't know when it would explode and break, and the true qi flowing in my meridians and acupuncture points was moving faster and faster, and Jin Dan frantically instilled the true yuan into the limbs and bones. At the beginning, the real air turned around the golden body, and it was still the sound of the stream, which gradually turned into the rolling of the river. Finally, my ears heard the sound of the golden pill that I had raised to the limit - like an angry sea that was hit by a thousand turbid waves hitting the sky and changing the color of the wind and clouds!

I crossed ten times the speed of sound, and moved my sword positions in all directions within the abbot's narrow area, drawing the silver snake sword and striking at it in an instant, and eating the endless bombardment of flying swords.

I never dreamed that I could reach such a state where I could do what I wanted from my heart and use my sword to the top!

The boundaries of speed and precedence have gradually faded, and as long as I want to attack, my sword can catch up with the enemy sword that flies from anywhere, and as long as I want to defend, my sword can intercept the enemy sword that has clearly broken through my sword circle.

Within the scope of the six senses, the seven swords array is flawless, and thousands of swords are as discontinuous as flowing water; Like an eagle whirling, although fierce, it can be grasped after all.

At the beginning, I only saw the ocean of swords of Zhong Dajun's mixed yuan sword formation outside Yelang City; later, as a bystander, I was able to experience the harmony of Lin Zhenren's Phoenix Twelve Laws; now, I am fighting with Xiaoyue as enemies, and I have truly experienced a higher sword realm.

――I seem to be standing at the end of my swordsmanship, and I have already entered the beginning of kendo with half a foot. The body can no longer confine me, or the separation between the body and the mind has merged.

I forgot about the dust shape. I got sword intent.

-- Half a step further, it is a golden body that is inseparable from heaven and man, and opens up the universe and the self.

With the enlightenment of kendo, I have already seen that realm.

――All you need is the foreshadowing of the husk, and you can step on the ladder to ride the clouds.

All you need is the foreshadowing of the shell.

-- I can't do it right now.

"Ding-bell, Ding-bell, Ding-bell, Ding-bell, bell-bell!"

I barely managed to hold my crumbling figure with the Silver Serpent Sword. The sword wind was silent, and the smoke and dust were scattered in all directions.

The six flying swords fell into the smoke and dust one after another, shattering like broken mirrors. The spirit on the sword was worn out, and there were only dozens of stubborn iron in the rubble.

The nine halls of the ancient temple are unrecognizable, and they are all ruined and ruined. Every time the flying sword attacked and defended, the aftermath could cut through the tofu-like pillars, and after tens of thousands of rounds, the ancient temple entrenched in the belly of the mountain was almost razed.

- There were scattered pieces of flesh and blood in the rubble.

I frowned slightly—the flying swords in nearly a thousand breaths fought each other, turning those medicine people who couldn't die into ashes.

Above my head was a flying sword of the Dawn Moon. The sword light was dim like a sick man, and the mirror-like sword face reflected my equally haggard face. The sword wandered like a vulture, and though it was as shabby as my battered golden body, it still seemed to be holding on to the idea of getting away with it.

I tore off the four-turn splendid robe (which had been cut into pieces by the aftermath of countless sword lights) and threw the last flying sword in the sky.

The seventh flying sword fell like rain.

At the end of the strong crossbow, you can't wear a thin silk, let alone a magic robe!

- I only have the four-turn armor left behind by my father.

I touched the old armor with great pity, and took it off and put it into the ring. It was a miracle that this soft armor had survived countless battles to the death, and it could not be destroyed in the following battles.

......

There are also fierce battles. Xiaoyue's footsteps are approaching.

......

Nearly a thousand breaths of sword fighting, I seem to have experienced hundreds of hours.

......

There are also fierce battles. Xiaoyue's footsteps are approaching.

......

I took out another four-turn splendid vestment from the Na Ring to cover the shell, and then took a gourd from the Na Ring and poured the yellow bud pill mixed with nectar down my throat.

During the Battle of Yunmeng, in addition to the Thunder Law weapon guard of the Void Thunder, there were also Princess Lin, Nangong Panshi, and Gongsun Wenlong...... They defended me against the aftermath of the Yunmeng's attack.

But this time, I am completely on my own to resist the attack of one of the strongest golden pills in the world. The cost is the exhaustion of the true element, and the second is the passage of vitality. It seems that the last battle of Yunmeng was even stricter - at least for now, I have lost the power to move most of my body.

I took gourd after gourd of pills, but it wasn't enough to refine their true qi.

......

There are also fierce battles. Xiaoyue's footsteps are approaching.

......

I looked at the Silver Serpent Sword - in the moonlight, I saw the faint fine lines on the surface of the Silver Serpent, like the traces left by a snail climbing onto the glass.

A seven-turn divine weapon like the Silver Snake Sword was traumatized by the mad-dog-like attack of the seven five-turn swords.

My heart is heavy and I have to accept this grim truth. My True Yuan is far less abundant than Xiaoyue's: the power of my own blessing on the Seven-Turn Sword is only comparable to the power of Xiaoyue's blessing on the Mixed Yuan Sword Formation composed of the Five-Turn Sword.

- Rao is like this, and in the end, he survived Xiaoyue's seven flying sword formations by relying on the solidity of the Silver Snake Sword.

Like the martial god Zhou Jia, the deeds of breaking the twelve laws of Lin Zhenren's phoenix with his fingers are really close to mythology.

I smiled wryly.

Just now, I probably reached the sword realm similar to Xiaoyue. If his sword is better, I may have to continue to defend and counterattack, and I don't know if the result will be decided until the night of the Lantern Festival.

No. If the seven five-turn flying swords and I fight for another thousand rounds, my golden body will be exhausted first.

Now I can't reach that sword realm anymore

――My body is now rotten like rotten wood, how can I get to the point of Xiaoyue without the support of Pei Ran Zhenyuan?

In the distance, Xiaoyue's swaying figure gradually emerged. A beautiful woman held him up.

It is a miracle that the puppet survived on the battlefield where the earth shook the mountains.

"Ahem. ”

Xiaoyue walked to my stop three hundred paces away. He wiped his mouth with a handkerchief. Xiaoyue's lips were red, and they were all blood. Like me, he took out the gourd of the ring and poured it down his throat, and also tore off the five-turn vestment that was covered—it was splashed by the gods of the gods I fought back.

Nearly a thousand breaths, tens of thousands of flying sword encounters. I probably fought back with thousands of sword thunderbolts. Eight or nine out of ten were intercepted by Xiao Yue's Mixed Yuan Sword Array, and it seemed that there was still one or two out of ten that made him a wolf.

I burst out laughing.

"Hah!"

I'm too conservative.

Xiaoyue's situation is not much better than mine.

"Each flying sword is a doppelganger of yours. If I cut off your seven swords, I will cut you seven times in a row. You're just a shell and still standing, but the Yin God is more than me. ”

I'll be straight.

Xiaoyue scolded and scolded,

"It took a little bit of true yuan to kill those nine demons before. Otherwise, you have already been abolished. ”

My mind swept through the surrounding environment, and unexpectedly I had moved to the location of the original mountain gate of the ancient temple while fighting. I can't tell if the battle between Princess Lin and that Shanhe Bang Jindan will end.

I looked beyond the mountain gate, and there was a vision that I had never seen before.

Xiaoyue also let out a surprised sound.

-- The dense darkness of the night is like the huge backdrop of the stage, and the colorful streamers that come from nowhere and swim in the air like colorful southern fish. The vines of the ancient trees that had covered the mountain before spread and rolled like aquatic plants in the deep sea, and grabbed and tore like human hands. The sound of all kinds of strange beasts whistling in the dense forest, either like babies or ghosts crying, is particularly strange and sad.

This kind of vision is not like everything in the world, it is like the mandala or the Dharma realm of the primordial infant.

"In addition to the formation support under this ancient temple, the entire mountain outside the ancient temple has been contaminated. Xiaoyue frowned.

"Which of the primordial babies is crossing?" I asked.

"No way. Your chariots and horses have traveled thousands of miles, and the two sects of Kunlun and Dragon and Tiger have the Yuan Infant to secretly support them on the periphery to prevent the evil demon Yuan Infant from entering and affecting your itinerary - although Mo Yubing is strong, she only uses a sword and does not know this kind of magic. ”

It turned out that the one who fought with Princess Lin was Mo Yubing, who was ninth on the mountain and river list.

Suddenly, my mind moved. The scene outside the mountain gate is quite similar to the vision of the Humble Heart Peak that I have seen from afar in the past few months.

"It's Princess Lin, this technique is called the Five Elements Qi Refining Soldier. But she doesn't have the powerful Yuan Shen of the Yuan Infant Realm, can she also smoke a mountain?"

I said.

Xiaoyue nodded,

"Since it is the seed of the desolation since the opening of heaven and earth, combined with the secret method of the Daomen, it can also be smoked with the colossal qi - the little demon woman is not like the authentic Yuanying of the Daomen to create the environment out of thin air, but to forcibly transform a mountain with her innate desolate demonic qi - ah. Have you Kunlun lifted the ban on the demonic power of the little demon woman? It seems that the Lantern Festival night is a bit tricky. ”

"Yes. She is still the upper echelon of Jindan, and her demonic spirit is no longer below your mountain and river list. ”

"There is still a distance between the first and second places in the last year's mountain and river list. However, if the little demon woman is promoted to the Dao Fetal Jindan, she will probably be the first Jindan Zhenyuan in the world. ”

Xiaoyue threw the empty gourd,

"Alright. Mo Yubing must be fighting in the demon mountain smoked by the demon woman. After talking to you about this conversation, I also recovered a lot of true yuan. ”

Xiaoyue took out a scroll painting from his ring, and it showed a stunner between an innocent girl and a beautiful woman, with ten thousand charms in her eyes, staring at me and smiling.

"This is my painstaking painting, and it is also the six-turn divine sword that I have painstakingly cultivated, called nephrite warm incense. The wave of Seven Flying Swords just now originally wanted to sacrifice this sword and refine it into a seven-turn divine sword. For the sake of this victory, I sacrificed them all -- I said: the result of this battle is the result of the Lantern Festival. ”

He held the woman in the painting with his hand, and the woman walked out of the painting. When it reached Xiaoyue's hand, the sword shape disappeared, and there was nothing, only an extremely elusive sword intent remained.

"You have the foundation of half a martial artist, and the True Yuan is at the top of the upper Jindan, and then through your Seven Turns Silver Snake Sword to increase the power of the Divine Thunder Method, you can send out a blow from an ordinary Yuan Infant - but now your True Yuan is empty, and the Silver Snake is injured. It has become a water without a source, a river without a channel. What's the use of having a miraculous thunder method!"

"I'm not as you might think. ”

I swung the tip of my silver serpent sword and pointed it at the sky, and the night tore a hole open.