Song Yongan will never forget that amazing sword until he dies. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The white light is rippling, like the comet that crosses the galaxy at night, full of violent and invincible attitude, with an incomparably strong momentum, through everything in front of you.

At that time, he studied in Shushan Sword Pavilion.

Although Xu Qingyun has never really cultivated swords, he can be regarded as having seen all the sword styles in the world and understood the problems between many swordsmanship moves, and he can also be called a sword master on paper, but this is really nothing to be proud of for the Shushan Sword Pavilion, which is truly the best in the world.

This is also the origin of Lin Zaishan's prejudice against Xu Qingyun, the Taoist of Shushan Sword Pavilion, who has never cultivated swords but has become the first disciple of Shushan, which is a bit ironic for the entire Shushan Sword Pavilion, obviously so pale and ridiculous.

This made him even a little hostile to Xu Qingyun, but for some reason, Lin Zaishan, who has always been arrogant, attached some special importance to the little green snake in Shushan, and often told his sword experience to the little green snake entrenched on the pine and cypress on the top of the mountain.

You must know that Lin Zaishan's cultivation back then was enough to be called the top three existences in Shu Mountain, except for the sword master. Even if he has faintly crossed the Six Realms, it seems that he is only half a step away from the legendary realm of the Seven Realms.

The experience of such a powerful existence of the sword path is definitely a rare opportunity for those who cultivate swords. Its value was even faintly higher than that of the princes, but in this way, Fu Qinglime, who was just a little green snake at the time, was taught to him.

The demon clan's perception of the law may not be as strong as that of humans, and Fu Qinglime is not surprised, even if she is extremely talented and intelligent, but the sword without sword intent is still not as good as those grandmasters who use swords.

"Since you can't comprehend your own sword intent, you don't need sword intent, just pursue the strength of the sword power itself. ”

This was the solution that Lin Zaishang finally came to after thinking about it for a few nights, and even rummaging through the entire collection of ancient books in the Shushan Sword Pavilion.

Since then, Fu Qinglime has finally cultivated his sword.

"What kind of sword is this!"

Song Yongan felt that the vitality in his body passed in an instant, his eyes were full of shock, he had never seen such a violent sword, it ran directly through his chest, and the blood hole the size of the bowl was exactly where his dantian Linghai was, the corners of his mouth were pale, and he knew that his fate had been decided, but he was still a little unwilling in his heart, and said in a slightly trembling voice: "I have been cultivating swords since I was eight years old, and I have never seen a sword like you for more than thirty years!"

"Death is going to die, why do you care so much?"

Fu Lime swayed on the ground, standing behind Song Yongan at this time, the white sword in his hand was deep and simple, slender like a weeping willow on the riverbank, full of Taoist rhyme and quiet atmosphere. But this white Yi sword, which was as noble as snow on the top of a mountain, had just been a slender sword body, which was full of blood and violence that pierced through Song Yongan's chest, but it did not stain the slightest blood.

"It's going to die. ”

Song Yongan pursed the corners of his lips that were a little dry, the dantian spiritual sea has been broken, the five realms are still the five realms, it is impossible to really achieve the living dead like the six realms, the end of the broken dantian is only death, but he suddenly felt a strong unwillingness in his heart, forcibly endured the blood gushing out of his throat, and asked in a hoarse voice: "It's because I'm going to die that I want to know what kind of sword this is, and why it can kill me like this?"

There is no powerful sword intent, no superfluous sword momentum, only a simple and unremarkable sword, which directly penetrates the dantian of a strong man in the Netherworld Realm. You must know that the powerful place of the Secluded Realm is the vast spiritual sea in the dantian, but it is such a powerful place that Fu Qinglime can directly penetrate through with such a sword.

"Killer Sword"

Fu Qingling was silent for a long time, and suddenly said, "This is a sword specially designed to kill people. ”

Lore, just ask for a sword lore.

This is the time when Lin Zaishan spent a long time and a lot of thought, and finally combined with the special bloodline of the Fu Qinglime Demon Clan, the sword momentum formed by the strong flesh, coupled with the cultivation of the "Immortal Sutra", can unscrupulously burn the demon qi in the body, which is the only way to achieve this lore sword momentum in front of him.

It's not swordsmanship, it's just sword momentum.

Because the lore sword only has one move, it is not used to parry, nor is it used to tempt, but only for the final lore.

But it was such a trick that cost Fu Qinglime several years of cold and summer, but he couldn't really grasp the essence of the mystery, and he could only barely be in a state of half-will. After five years of silent cultivation in the depths of the earth's leylines, this sword was cultivated again in the darkness and silence, which made the cultivation of this lore sword completely natural.

"Killer Sword!"

Song Yongan's face was already gray, without the slightest blood, at this time, he couldn't help but show a miserable white smile when he heard the words, and the depths of his gradually cloudy eyes were full of dim dead silence, but the corners of his mouth were a little self-deprecating and said in a cold voice: "If it is really a lore sword, a sword used to kill other people's lives, you will be very good at offending those authentic people of swordsmanship." ”

"I'm afraid of those old immortals?" Fu Qinglime raised his eyebrows and said displeasedly: "I repair my sword, what does it have to do with those sanctimonious old things?"

"That being said, your sword is a bit beyond their comprehension, and they don't allow such a sword to appear. ”

Song Yongan's appearance at this time was very terrifying, the blood hole between his waist was constantly dripping with blood, and the flesh and blood were blurred, which made people look a little creepy, but he still relied on his strong cultivation through the secluded realm, and he was still hanging on to that breath.

"Heh, those sanctimonious hypocrites, what if they don't allow it?" Fu Qinglime heard the beautiful and cold little face, and said in a cold voice full of disdain: "It's okay if they don't come." If they really dare to trouble me, I will definitely teach them the truth of being a human being. ”

Song Yongan's voice had weakened, and he said softly: "It's no good for you to underestimate those sword powerhouses!"

"What is there like you?

Fu Qingling's face was calm, she directly put the sword back into the sheath, and the ancient sword was put into the white jade scabbard, but just as she was about to turn around, the whole land suddenly froze and froze, and then Song Yongan's already weak voice sounded, and at this time, she suddenly roared with irritability: "Remember, never underestimate your enemy!"

And that's not all.

And never underestimate any powerhouse in the realm of the Netherworld.

Li Jingan can directly cut off his arm on the spot, and Song Yongan also wants to replace one when he is about to die.

The frost ancient sword is domineering.

Song Yongan blatantly instilled all the remaining vitality in his body into the frost ancient sword in his hand, although it was not a lot, but the vitality of the secluded realm was transcendent, and the powerful momentum that suddenly burst out made Xu Qingyun, who had just thawed out of the frost in the distance, fall into an ice cave again. (To be continued.) )