This is a battle between the two sides, and I don't know who can press one more.

Whether it is this Demon Sword that has surpassed all the sword power in the world since birth is powerful, or whether Gu Lang's rumored sword power is even better, no one knows.

Gu Lang breathed a sigh of relief, and with a turn in his hand, he quietly resisted the residual power of the sword from the Shi Demon Sword.

Watching the two sides fight, because of Miao Wuhua's stop, You Lianhua didn't need to do anything, he was not a person in the bureau, so he simply looked at the contest between this magic sword and Gu Lang from the eyes of outsiders.

You Lianhua stroked her palms and smiled: "I have a hunch that this battle will be very exciting." With a sigh, You Lianhua said again: "I didn't think that this time the Immortal Competition, the most exciting battle is here." ”

"Hey, You Zhenren, don't stand and talk without backache. Zhu Xingyuan glanced at You Hua, "When life and death are related, are you here to join in the fun?"

"What's the big deal. "Everything has its own destiny, and it won't help if we are anxious here." Let's see how Gu Lang will behave!"

And their whispering and sighing here, Gu Lang couldn't hear it, and there was only the demon sword in front of him in his eyes. His swordsmanship began in the Nine Netherworlds, and he sat day and night, seeing nothing but darkness in front of him, and the darkness in his eyes was boundless. Devouring everything, that kind of darkness is really too easy to bear.

At the beginning, he was as quiet as a dry Zen, every time he sat alone, in the boundless darkness, there was not much difference between opening his eyes and not opening his eyes, except for the darkness in front of him.

Under such extensive darkness, he realized the Nine Shadows and Twelve Swords in the dark, but the swordsmanship was still incomplete, and he only felt as if something was missing.

In the past hundred years, he has traveled to China and at the same time, he is also participating in enlightenment, and he is also understanding what is missing in this swordsmanship. The royal road Kunlun, the chivalrous road of Shushan, this has always been Kunlun, Shushan for many years, what is the royal road and what is the chivalrous way is also something that the monks will always pursue.

The king's hegemony, his Nine Shadows and Twelve Swords have become the closest thing to the royal Kunlun in the legend because of the domineering and incomparable sword power.

But is that really the case? Or is that just that?

When the formed Demon Sword appeared on Zhu Xiantai, the domineering trend of contempt for all living beings made him excited, and at the same time, he also understood in his heart that this was the so-called domineering power. is above the world, depending on whose domineering power is even better.

Ning Wujian held the Demon Sword in his hand and looked at Gu Lang with a sneer, but in Gu Lang's eyes, he couldn't see Ning Wuji's shadow at all, only the Demon Sword.

The long sword that swallowed spiritual power seemed to have spirituality, and the temptation from time to time was more like a provocation, Gu Lang only felt strange, as if he could really feel the sword spirit of this sword, if this sword spirit was a person, he would definitely stare at him with a posture of contempt, as if to say, "You come!"

Quietly looking at the long sword, the pupil technique in the blood veins was opened, and he looked at this long sword that caused chaos in Shenzhou at all.

At this moment, the long sword is more like a child, not deeply involved in the world, but with terrifying power, looking at these monks curiously and innocently, unleashing his sword momentum without restraint.

The blood-red sword body inexplicably reminded Gu Lang of the second elder Lanzhu who died in the sword, at this moment he only felt that this sword had spirituality, but it was born by drinking blood, and it was also evil. It's like a naughty boy who needs to be ignited.

Gu Lang swiped under his feet, drawing a long line, and the spiritual energy of the Kunlun Orthodox Dao Sect that he had practiced for many years was endless, and these spiritual qi filled his sword domain, silently fighting against the sword momentum that came with the Demon Sword.

Whether it was the legendary luck of slashing people, he only had this sword in his eyes. The so-called luck of slashing may be true. But there is a saying in heaven, and there is a balance between gains and losses. There is always a trace of variables in thousands of opportunities, so he has no regrets, nor is he afraid, what he is doing now is really surpassing this long sword in terms of sword momentum.

He Gu Lang understood his own sword path, and he didn't need to use any evil art to cut people's luck.

Gu Lang's eyes were clear, it was just a long-term tug-of-war, starting from the initial temptation, to the end of the rampant without rules, the Shi Demon Sword turned from the initial provocation to impatience, and finally frantically wanted to smash his sword momentum.

The competitiveness of the two sides, who can overwhelm others in the end, and who is the most domineering sword in the world.

Gu Lang's Lingtai was clear, his eyes were looking straight ahead, and there were no distracting thoughts at this moment.

"His spiritual platform is ......" In this moment's effort, the Demon Sword is in Ning Wuji's hands, and the news that Ning Wujian is here has spread all over Shenzhou, in short, everyone who should know knows it clearly. All parties watched the lively monks coming, among them there was Li Wangzhen of Shushan with Mingyu Zhenren, Zhong Bugui and others, although this time it was also a nominal help, but obviously, Li Wangzhen did not bring as many people as last time, only a dozen monks scattered around, with a few thousands of miles of escape talismans to come.

Wiping the beads of sweat on his forehead and looking at Gu Lang, Li Wangzhen couldn't help but be surprised: "Gu Lang is ...... this"

But seeing that there seemed to be a pearl shining on his forehead, his eyes were as bright as double stars, and the head was so pressed by his sword that Ning Wuji's face turned pale, and it was very bad to look at, but he held the Shimo Sword tightly in his hand and refused to let go.

"Is this an epiphany or ......" Li Wuzhen frowned, as a former elder of the Shushan Swordsman's lineage, Yu Shang's attainments were naturally extraordinary, and he could see that Gu Lang's current situation was a little strange, but he couldn't say what was strange.

"He is a spiritual sense, a divine consciousness has entered the Tibetan God, but the spiritual energy within the cultivation of the dantian has not yet arrived, this realm is called the pseudo-Tibetan God, which is a realm between the peak of the late stage of the out-of-body stage and the real Tibetan God. You Lianhua, who was watching the truce, frowned slightly, but the expression on her face seemed to be happy but sighed: "It's really terrifying! It's just that the Qin family has passed down to this generation, and one day Qin Ya and Gu Lang will be promoted, then the Qin family in Mingding City, which was once famous, will really never be seen again." ”

"To enter the realm of the pseudo-Tibetan god, it should be Gu Lang who has made a breakthrough in sword intent. As soon as Miao Wuhua's words fell, he saw Gu Lang's feet move slightly, although there was no sword in his hand, but the sword qi was on his side, and he couldn't help but be curious: "What kind of sword is Gu Lang practicing here?" I know that Qin Ya cultivates swords with his body, but Gu Lang's sword looks a little strange. ”

The layers of sword qi made Gu Lang seem to be surrounded by countless sword lights, he walked towards Ning Wuqian step by step, at first, Ning Wuqian didn't care, he stayed a few steps closer, suddenly turned pale, his hands seemed to tremble uncontrollably, and he hurriedly grabbed the Demon Sword with both hands.

Or it is not Ning Wuqian himself who is trembling, Ning Wuqian is also a great monk in the Tibetan God Period, and he will not be afraid of a Gu Lang, what he is afraid of, or it can be said that it is not Gu Lang, but the feeling conveyed to him by this magic sword, he keeps trembling, but he is a little unwilling, and he is trying to strike a tough blow.

Seeing this, Qin Ya, who hadn't spoken for a long time, suddenly spoke: "This sword is too spiritual, it's a good thing but it's not a good thing. Generally speaking, the sword momentum of the Demon Sword is above the red dust, and the person holding the sword can naturally perceive that this sword is not an ordinary sword momentum, at this time, this is a good thing for the person in charge of the sword, but if one day, when another sword power is bullying him, all its fear and panic will be transmitted to the person in charge of the sword, because Ning Wuqian would not be afraid of Gu Lang, but now, it is just reluctant to give up the sword. ”

Among the people present, Qin Ya is not necessarily the highest in terms of cultivation, but when it comes to the comprehension of the sword, even Li Wangzhen does not dare to completely say that he wants to defeat Qin Ya, he can only say that he is between the two of them. In his words, it is unusually persuasive.

"Hmph!" Ning Wuqian sneered, not believing Qin Ya's words at all, and only said coldly: "If you want me to give up the Demon Sword, it's impossible." ”

"Feel free to do whatever you want. Qin Ya just glanced at him lightly, "It has nothing to do with me." ”

Seeing that Ning Wuji's hands were trembling even more, even looking at Gu Lang's eyes had a little more fear that was not under his control, this would be impossible to appear in normal times, but now it has truly become a fact.

"How can this be?" Ning Wuqian grabbed the Demon Sword hard, and roared almost hoarsely: "Stop me!"

Shi Demon Sword struggled even more, maybe it can be said that Shi Demon Sword began to try to struggle out of Ning Wuji's control, the two sides fought a tug-of-war, Gu Lang only did to walk towards him step by step, Ning Wujian was already like a mad and started a dispute with Shi Demon Sword: "You give me back! But what is there to be afraid of an out-of-body monk." ”

Shi Demon Sword didn't listen to persuasion, and he went on a rampage, staggering with Ning Wujian who refused to let go.

This is a lot of monks who have already heard the news, and they are all surprised to see Ning Wuji's appearance.

"Is this crazy man really Ning Wuji?" Some onlookers were surprised, "When I saw him fifty years ago, he was very personable, known as the most beautiful man in the Shura sect, and he had hills and valleys in his chest, how did he become like this now?"

"I heard that Shi Demon Sword killed his master twice, this Ning Wuxian got it, although he didn't die, but this crazy and crazy appearance is also terrifying. Someone sighed.

"That's why this sword is very demonic. After sighing twice, some people said again from the perspective of bystanders, "No matter how good this sword is, I don't dare to take it, and I don't dare to touch it." ”

"So he's crazy!"

......

The onlooker monk pointed and pointed, Ning Wuji's eyes were red, and he stared at the Demon Sword, which looked like he was really in a daze.

"He's not going to be really crazy!" someone sighed.

"Who knows?" followed by a person who shook his head again and again, looking at Ning Wuqian and couldn't bear it.

You Lianhua, who was watching from the side, originally hugged her arms and did not speak, but now she suddenly noticed something, stared at Ning Wuqian carefully for a long time, and suddenly said: "It's not good, he's going crazy." ”

As soon as these words fell, he hurriedly slapped Ning Wujian on the back, and was slapped by this palm, Ning Wuqian spit out a mouthful of black blood on the spot, and the Shi Demon Sword in his hand kept beating, and finally couldn't control it, the Shi Demon Sword flew out, and the whole audience seemed to be frowning like flies.

"Ning Daoyou, I shouldn't ask about this matter. You Lianhua sighed lightly, with some unbearable in her eyes, "But there are always some things to admonish you, you want to take revenge, I can't say more, it's just that you have to be crazy to take down the Demon Sword again." The success of more than a thousand years of day and night cultivation will be ruined. It is not easy for a monk to cultivate to a high level, and you are now in such a cultivation position, so it is better not to fight the idea of the Demon Sword. ”

"This sword and sword spirit six souls are the main evil. Miao Wuhua frowned, he was familiar with Buddha nature, so he naturally wouldn't like the product of killing and abuse like the Demon Sword, and shook his head again and again, "Idle people, if they can't accept this sword, they will go crazy, and the latter will die in vain." If Ning Wujian hadn't been a rare cultivation wizard himself, I'm afraid he would have to go with this. ”

Although Ning Wuqian is not crazy at the moment, everyone can see that although he is not crazy, he is almost the same.

"I ......" Ning Wuqian bit his lower lip, his eyes full of unwillingness.

"Ning Daoyou, forgive You for saying bluntly, if one day, your cultivation means can be much higher than the two of them, and you will be the first in this world, then no matter what kind of hatred is easy, if you have your hands on it, why bother with a sword!" You Lianhua persuaded again, "What's more, the legend of the Demon Sword slashing people's luck is not necessarily true, you see that Miao Wuhua is not good now, I look at the rumors that it may be groundless." ”

As soon as these words came out, Jia Jia was surprised, in her impression, You Lianhua was a person under Shaoxin, how could she speak out to dissuade her!

Ning Wuqian was silent for a long time, and finally turned back with hatred, although he didn't say anything, but this action was already a silent compromise for Ning Wuji.

Seeing that Ning Wuqian had compromised, You Lianhua sighed, looked at the Shi Demon Sword that was still scurrying around like a headless fly, shook his head slightly, and then looked at Gu Lang, but saw that his eyes were staring at the Shi Demon Sword tightly, and after a while, he suddenly spoke: "This sword slashes luck, how much luck you have to kill people, how much luck you have to kill yourself, and those who kill others kill yourself." ”

Whoever slashes others will cut himself!

As soon as these words came out, they immediately caused an uproar, and even the first time, he still had some thoughts about the Shi Demon Sword, and the monk who wanted to come to pick up the cheap was immediately frightened, and even looked at the Shi Demon Sword with a little hesitation.

Someone finally couldn't help but ask Gu Lang, who looked unusual: "Did you see it?"

"Hmm. Gu Lang bowed slightly, and said, "There is this line of words in one-third of the sword body, 'Those who cut others cut themselves'. Then Gu Lang lowered his head, and there was a line of words: "Founder-Mingding Zuo." ”

In fact, there is no need to say more about this sentence, this "left" word is enough to explain too many problems, a stunning talent, 100,000 years of unborn Tianzhong strange material, how many people will be placed in the bureau of the sleeve, the whole world, it seems that it is not in his eyes, this is really a terrible power. (To be continued.) )