In the next second, a snow-white sword qi slashed out from the lock demon tower, crushing the power of the heavy building, and the powerful sword qi was caught off guard, shaking the demon venerable out. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It was Wei Jing who made the shot, he held the magic sword in one hand, and the nightshade in the other hand rushed out of the broken cracks, and the sword qi hovered around his body, slashing countless demons and ghosts.

"Hahaha"

The sound of insolent laughter echoed between heaven and earth, and then a sharp and incomparable sword suddenly appeared above the nine heavens, and the terrifying oppression spread out in all directions, the smoke and clouds changed, and the wind swept away.

One after another snow-white sword light appeared out of thin air, covering half of the sky, densely packed.

"Hmph, it's a good thing that you disturbed this seat?"

Chonglou put his hands on his chest, his tone was inexplicable, and the one who escaped from the lock demon tower in front of him was a master, a peerless swordsman, and a trace of war intent flashed in his eyes.

"Demon Venerable, today you destroyed my Shushan Lock Demon Tower, but you can't tolerate it, and when I get through the thunder tribulation, I will fight with you and understand the grievances. ”

Wei Jing also stood proudly in the sky, his eyes were not afraid to meet Chonglou's gaze, and the slightest sword light flowed in his eyes, and there was an indescribable aura all over his body.

He was sure that a proud powerhouse like Chonglou would not make a move when he crossed the tribulation.

Sure enough, the Demon Venerable just snorted coldly, and did not make a move, a pair of huge wings instigated, and the violent power destroyed I don't know how much sword qi.

Only the people of Shushan didn't know what they heard, why did this strong man who suddenly appeared say this, could it be that he was also the predecessor of the Shushan Sword Sect, but why did he come out of the Lock Demon Tower.

"This is Uncle Shi?"

Only the five elders who rushed over were shocked, and this person was exactly the same as the white-clothed man in the picture scroll in the main hall, as if he had come out of the painting.

"That's right, it's Uncle Shi. ”

Qingwei put away the shock in her heart, and said with certainty, a person's face can be disguised, but that kind of breath, that kind of arrogance can never be faked.

The five of them directly crossed the disciples, came to Wei Jing's body, and knelt down on one knee.

"Shushan disciple Qingwei (Jingming, Canggu, Youxuan, Heyang) visited his uncle. ”

At this moment, everyone was shocked, the person who suddenly appeared was actually their ancestor.

"What are you doing, don't you kneel down quickly, do you want to deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors?"

Canggu shouted angrily, and all the Shushan disciples hurriedly lowered their sword light, knelt on the ground in unison, and shouted loudly: "Participate in the ancestor"

The terrifying sound swept in all directions, echoing in the dangerous ravines of Shushan Mountain, and spread out thousands of miles away.

The demon respecter in the distance was surprised, this person was actually the ancestor of Shushan, no wonder the sword path with one hand was thorough, rare in the world.

"The disciple doesn't know that the master is still alive, but you have suffered from the Demon Lock Tower, and the disciple is willing to be punished. ”

"Please also ask the teacher to punish him"

"Please punish the teacher. ”

Five white-haired old men were begging a young man for punishment, but no one dared to speak out.

Because they all remembered who this ancestor was, wasn't it the peerless powerhouse of Shushan a hundred years ago, the white-clothed sword immortal, who was enshrined in the ** of the Sword Pavilion.

For the sake of the Shushan Sword Sect, he held the sword alone and entered the Lock Demon Tower, if there was no him, there would be no Shushan Sword Sect today.

Wei Jing swept over all the Shushan disciples with relief, and finally stopped at the five Qingwei people.

"You have done a good job, the Shushan Sword Sect has not humiliated the sacrifices of the ancestors in your hands. ”

Today's Shushan Sword Sect is not much better than the Dao, the masters are like clouds, and there is no one in the human world who can stand out.

"You guys retreat first, wait for me to get through the catastrophe, and understand today's grievances with the Demon Venerable, my Shushan Sword Sect will never be afraid of provocation. ”

The five of them hurriedly retreated to the side and surrounded the heavy building, for fear that he would suddenly disturb Wei Jing's tribulation.

"I don't care about doing these things, I'll wait for him to break through and then come back to fight in a dignified way. ”

Demon Venerable disdainful, just let everyone surround him, still holding his chest with his hands and calming down.

Nightshade had already made the magic sword fly to the side, looking at Wei Jing's figure from a distance.

A huge thunderbolt suddenly appeared in the sky above Shu Mountain, and in a few breaths, it spread out thousands of feet away, covering the sky and the sun, the light dimmed, and a thick electric snake swam above the sky, the electric light flickered, and the storm survived.

The terrifying heavenly power shrouded, everyone felt that it was difficult to breathe, an electric snake fell, and the mountain of a hundred feet exploded, and people who looked at it with such power swallowed their saliva.

"Hey, what a terrifying thunderbolt. ”

"I'm afraid that if I look at my face, I'll be wiped out."

"The ancestor is really terrifying, he can actually trigger this kind of heavenly thunder. ”

"Aren't you talking nonsense, I didn't know how many demon clans were killed by Shizu, and Shizu was never invincible under the sword. ”

Above the Nine Heavens, Wei Jing's gaze did not fluctuate at all, and although the thunder was strong, it could not shake his mind.

"The sword comes. ”

The corners of his mouth turned up, and he gently spit out two words, and the next moment, a brilliant light rose from the Sword Pavilion, shining in all directions.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng"

An incessant tremor rang in everyone's ears, and then a streamer broke through the seal of the Sword Pavilion and fell into his hands.

The streamer dissipated, but it was a snow-white three-foot sheathed long sword, the name of the sword was easy to water, and the sword of the past finally returned to his side again.

The blade of the sword trembled incessantly, and the sword qi of Sen Ran swirled around the sword body, and an indescribable joy spread to his mind.

"Old man, we're going to fight side by side again today. ”

Wei Jing's fingers gently stroked the blade of the sword, and in an instant, the heavens and the earth were silent, only the indescribable edge of the edge, which pierced everyone's hearts.

What a peerless sword, what a peerless person.

Above the sky, the thunder falls, dense, each thunder is incomparably terrifying, the dazzling light illuminates the earth, reflecting the pale faces, so powerful, it is really terrifying, the mind is not firm, and they don't even dare to look at the thunder.

The violent hurricane centered on Shushan and swept in all directions, shaking the pavilions and collapsing the rocks.

As a last resort, Qingwei and the others could only fight to open the mountain protection array of the Shushan Sword Sect and shelter all the disciples inside.

Even so, there is a heavy oppression in everyone's heart, which directly acts on the primordial spirit.

At this moment, they couldn't help but start to worry about Wei Jing.

"Sonorous"

Tens of thousands of feet in the sky, only respectful face does not change color, the Yishui sword in his hand is out of the sheath, and a bright cold light suddenly rises, even in the thousands of thunders, it can't cover its edge.

His body rose in the air, shuttled through the smoke and clouds, and met the terrifying thunder directly, and then swung out with a sword, and the incomparable edge was wrapped around the blade, tearing through the dense thunder, and the sword qi rushed into the sky, destroying everything.

At this moment, his hundred-year accumulation was undoubtedly revealed, his physical body was unparalleled, and his sword was invincible.

After a sword, the air was clear, and under all the gaze, the violent thunder was like paper paste under the sword light, exploding inch by inch, and finally turned into a stream of clear streams.

"Hey, the ancestor is so powerful. ”

"Under a sword, it is so terrifying. ”

Even Qingwei, a master of the Golden Immortal, felt that his scalp was numb, this sword was not aimed at him, but his body reacted instinctively, and he was secretly surprised in his heart, he was probably not the opponent of this uncle.

"Yes, qualified to be my opponent. ”

Chonglou's eyes were full of war, and a trace of inexplicable energy hovered beside him, terrifying.

However, Wei Jing's next action made them even more frightened, only to see his body not stop, rushing straight towards the sea of thunder.

Yi Shui's sword burst out with incoherent light in his hand, and every time the sword fell, countless thunderbolts were extinguished, and Sen Ran's Bingxuan sword qi shot out, as if the heavenly river was pouring back, and the white expanse covered half of the sky.

That white figure was like a god of war, allowing the thunder to fall on his body, but there was no damage at all, but it was Baoguang Yu Sheng.

Between every breath, he was able to swallow a massive amount of thunder into his stomach and refine it into his own qi and blood.

With each swing of the sword, his comprehension of the rules of the sword in the dark deepened a little, and the sword in his hand became sharper and sharper, turning into a sword curtain and falling suddenly.

This is the thunderstorm, which is the punishment of heaven for the living beings, and it is also the blessing of the living beings.

"Break it for me"

An hour later, the thunder in the sky was still endless, and the sword in Wei Jing's hand could no longer see the slightest trace, and could only sense a slashing edge in his hand.

A sentence came out of his mouth, and the next moment, the sword momentum in his body skyrocketed again, and the rules of the sword path were wrapped around the Yishui sword, and the sword light of a hundred zhang slashed in the thunder.

"Boom"

With an earth-shattering roar, the golden sunlight fell, and when everyone looked at it, the boundless thunder curtain was directly split in half by a sword, cracking a huge gap from the middle.