Chapter 676: Seven Branches of the Way of the Sword

When Lin Feng's clone tortured that West Wind Boy with only one breath left, he then threw it away, like throwing a brute. Then he hugged his fists at the three Dharma bodies of Sword Valley and walked into Sword Valley.

"This person is not small, and he is cruel to the boys of the Zephyr family in front of us. ”

"The kid of the Zephyr family is to blame, and he deserves to be refined alive, anyway, he is not the only one in the bloodline of the Zephyr family. But this person has not yet become a saint, but his combat strength is not much worse than ours, I don't know what it is?"

"There is a faint aura of a magic weapon on his body, could it be the magic weapon clone of a certain strong man. ”

"Magic weapon clone!Jade Treasure Sage, you are a master of refining, and your sense of magic weapon breath must be much stronger than ours, you didn't sense it wrong?"

"Absolutely not wrong, nine times out of ten, the magic weapon clone in front of you is the magic weapon clone of a certain strong person. Judging from this, the ontological strength of that strong man should be even more terrifying. ”

The three Sword Valley's Dharma Body Dharma Thoughts exchanged with each other, and they were secretly frightened. To be able to have such a powerful magic weapon clone, the strength of that body may indeed be a powerful mess.

After the four saints entered the Sword Valley, the talents of the Fuyao Holy Land, the Xiaoyao Holy Land, the Huangpu Family, and the Le Lin Family slowly gathered around. They were a little frightened, and a little pitiful looked at the son of Zephyr who had been deposed of his strength, who was once even more high-profile than them, and the proud son of the family who had no one in his eyes, and the heir of the future head of the family, now he was not even as good as a mortal.

The elite disciples of the family who followed this time suffered heavy casualties, and even the dignified family saints were seriously injured, and they were cultivating their injuries with all their strength in the distance to prevent them from continuing to deteriorate.

"Brother Xiaoyao, didn't that person come with you? do you know what his origin is?" At this time, Huangpu Gongzi's tone of voice was also much more cautious.

"Yes, Brother Xiaoyao, that senior can't be the saint who was just recruited by your holy land, but he doesn't have the light of glory or the power of education at all. ”

"Made, you bastards, now know to be cautious in your words, and I wish you had just offended that demon with blind eyes. Xiaoyao Gongzi thought so in his heart, but he shook his head slightly, walked into the Sword Valley without saying anything, and didn't even take the dragon car.

In fact, he was lucky enough in his heart, his concubine offended him by opening his mouth before, and he killed the concubine on a whim, but he didn't expect to escape. As for his old man's imprisonment of his two hundred sickle guards and the hundred tenth-level one-horned two-winged Pegasi, it may also be a disguised punishment.

Thinking of this, the carefree boy couldn't help but tremble.

In the Valley of the Sword.

Seven Heavenly Swords stood in the midst of it, each exuding a Great Dao True Meaning. It was the uprightness, femininity, righteousness, treachery, violence, ethereal and killing that Lin Feng had sensed before.

Underneath each sword, a continuous palace was built, in which countless monks and venerable beings practiced and comprehended the true meaning of different swordsmanship.

Lin Feng's clone grabbed the various sword dao breaths emanating from heaven and earth, and through the deduction of the Disk of Destiny, he restored the true meaning of the Great Dao in it.

"I didn't expect to be able to come into contact with the seven most powerful branch avenues of kendo here. "The aura on the body of the magic weapon clone is constantly changing, and it actually exudes a more profound true meaning of the sword. The three Dharma Bodies looked solemn, and they couldn't guess where this person came from.

There is no shortage of all kinds of strong people in Sword Valley who come to visit, they only enter this place to feel something, but they are not very proficient in the true power of Sword Valley.

But this saint of unknown origin directly pointed out the root of the Sword Valley that had stood in the Three Emperors World for countless thousands of years, that is, the seven most powerful branch avenues of the Sword Dao. Each avenue is enough to start a family and leave a glorious legacy.

"Fellow Daoist, in another month, it will be the day when my young master of Sword Valley chooses a son-in-law, and there will be many proud sons of the sect at that time, and even the saints will secretly compete, hoping that Daoist friends can come to the scene. ”

"Hehe, such a big thing, the deity will naturally take a look, I don't know what restrictions on the deity's actions are in the Sword Valley?"

"Anyone who comes to my Sword Valley, no matter what their status is, as long as they don't get the approval of my old master of Sword Valley, they can't approach the Seven Swords Holy Land, I hope Daoist friends can understand. ”

Lin Feng looked at the seven towering Heavenly Swords and nodded.

"That deity is meditating on that mountain for a month, can you?"

The three Dharma Bodies looked at each other, hesitated for a moment and nodded.

"Fellow Daoist, this is the place where my Sword Valley disciples cultivate, if there is anything to disturb, please bear with me. ”

"It's okay, thank you to the three saints. Lin Feng's clone moved and teleported to the mountain he had chosen. This mountain is indeed a very large and empty place for sword cultivation, and the mountain rocks here are of some kind of hard material, and the surface is covered with different sword marks.

Now that there was no one around, Lin Feng's clone casually found a flat and smooth stone to sit cross-legged, and the Dark Bone Dragon Staff snorted and stuck on the ground beside him.

"This is the object of the Demon Sect's Hundred Battles Saint, but that was 30,000 years ago. Even if they use this excuse to find out where I came from, they can ignore it. In the Sword Valley, presumably they won't tear off their faces and do something with me here. ”

Lin Feng's clone thought for a while, and then suddenly devoured the surrounding heaven and earth aura, and integrated the seven branches of the sword path contained in heaven and earth into the fate plate to deduce. Lin Feng's cultivation is the origin of the sword, and it is the fundamental source of all sword cultivation. If he can integrate the righteousness of these branches of the sword path into it, there will only be benefits, not harms. It can speed up his comprehension of the origin of the sword, and it can also enrich the kendo immortal art he has comprehended.

I don't know how long it took, but a very good-smelling, intoxicating body smell came into my nose.

Lin Feng's clone didn't open his eyes, he had already discovered this uninvited guest. The person who came was a woman who was so beautiful that she had no gorgeous jewelry on her body, nor had she undergone any light makeup, but she stood at that point, and she seemed to be the only one left in the world.

"I can't imagine that there is such a beautiful woman who integrates the aura of heaven and earth, delicate energy, and divine energy, and it seems that she has really transcended the world of cultivating immortals. Lin Feng's clone had to admit that the person who came was very moving, her beauty was more beautiful than Ziyi, Rufei and any woman he had ever seen.

He was fascinated by the beauty.

"This is the place where I go to the Great Enlightenment, can you please get up and give way?"

Lin Feng's clone opened his eyes and glanced at her lightly, with a hint of surprise and some appreciation in his eyes.

"It took a thousand years for the deity to cultivate the Dao of the Gods, and I think it is rare for eternity. I can't imagine that today I actually met a more anti-heaven talent than the deity, looking at your bone age is no more than five hundred years, but you have already cultivated into a god and spirit Dao infant, your accumulation has reached the peak, and it will cause a catastrophe at any time, but it's a pity... ”

Lin Feng's clone showed a trace of unbearable expression in his eyes.

"Oh, what is the pity?" the woman's face remained unmoved, and her tone was calm.

"There are seven branches of the way of the sword, if you only comprehend six of them, not only will you be able to easily survive the six heavenly tribulations, but your progress in the future will be very fast, and you will have the opportunity to advance to the holy path within five hundred years. It's a pity that you have cultivated the seven branches of kendo, and there is absolutely no chance that you will be lucky once you cross the tribulation. ”