(Genuine subscription is the greatest support for ten steps!) The white shirt is like snow, and the middle-aged man walks in one step, and the snow-colored sword tip cuts across the earth, leaving an immortal sword mark.

The heart and the sword are one, such a pure sword way, so that Qi Tian is in awe, such a person, such a sword, there is an invincible edge overflowing.

The sky is dark, there are goose feathers and heavy snow falling, crystal snowflakes falling on the body, like snow plums, and you can even smell wisps of dark fragrance, almost real illusion, even if it is Qi Tian, if it is not the Yin and Yang Avenue encompassing ten thousand ways, it is difficult to distinguish.

In an instant, the middle-aged figure disappeared into this void, and the next moment, ten miles behind Qi Tian, a golden blood water rose, and on Qi Tian's face, a three-inch blood mouth suddenly appeared, above this blood mouth, the edge was raging, and it was almost impossible to heal.

Hum Yi Yin and Yang sword intent washed, the edge was wiped out, the wound healed, Qi Tian's expression was solemn, the sword just now, he almost couldn't dodge, the pure sword of killing, life and death under a sword, if you don't die, you will live, if you don't live, you will die, Qi Tian escaped a catastrophe, he turned to look at the back of the middle-aged, the same legend, more legendary than the legend, the legend of the legend.

One of the four major kendo families, the last generation of the Ximen family in the Northern Regions, Ximen blows snow!

At this moment, Qi Tian found that this back seemed a little familiar, and he thought of a person, the elder of the Ximen family, Ximen Xue, how similar the swords of the two were, but the realm was 108,000 miles apart, I don't know if the two were related, but all this was not what Qi Tian wanted to explore.

"Follow me!"

Abruptly retracted the sword, the snowflakes in the sky stopped, and Ximen Blowing Snow turned around and walked into the depths of the snow ridge, but he didn't make a second sword.

After a little groaning, Qi Tian followed the footsteps of Ximen blowing snow and walked into the hinterland of Ximen's house.

After half a column of incense.

In the depths of the Snow Ridge, a demon-like roar rushed into the sky, and the black light pierced through the void, and behind him, two sword lights, one gold and one white, pursued, finally allowing it to escape into the void and disappear.

After a short time, the snow peaks began to melt, a large area of ice and snow melted, and the entire snow ridge, like a waterfall, flooded in all directions.

Ang Yiyi seemed to have a dormant dragon awakened in the past, the ice and snow melted, revealing his dragon backbone, and the dragon scales could be clearly seen, it was really a peerless dragon vein, after the ice and snow melted, it quickly sank into the depths of the earth and disappeared.

But in the process, Qi Tian and Ximen Blowing Snow penetrated into the dragon veins at the same time, intercepting more than ten true dragon qi. The ten true dragon qi was integrated into the sword body, and Qi Tian could feel that his dragon breath was more pure, and in addition to cultivation, he was really close to the form of the primeval true dragon.

Eastern Regions.

A lone peak towers to the sky, rising from the ground, the pitch-black Ji Mountain, every grass and tree is black, like a mouth sword, standing on the mountain, there is an invisible edge all the time in the hole, the mountain is in all directions, the void is not complete, there is space turbulence everywhere, this is a Jedi.

The top of the mountain.

A middle-aged man dressed in a green shirt, standing on the top of the mountain, his eyes are calm, up and down, there is no trace of edge, and there is no aura, just like a mortal, contaminated with grains and grains, and his body is stained with worldly atmosphere.

I don't know when, the void in front of the middle-aged man twisted, and Qi Tian stepped out, standing a hundred feet apart.

"You should know me. ”

The middle-aged man spoke calmly, looking at Qi Tian without a trace of emotion: "If you want something, just follow my way." ’

"Good!"

Qi Tian nodded, stretched out his hand, and the Taiji Sword appeared in his hand, time and space rotated, a sword slashed out, and a thousand times the combat power burst out, the rotating space-time sword intent, reversed everything, annihilated everything, and a golden sword crushed down, piercing towards the middle-aged hole.

"Good sword!"

The middle-aged and young man shouted, he stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and on the top of the mountain, a small nameless tree, a dark branch fell off and fell into his hands.

Mouth^ One by one, the branches trembled, and it actually made the sound of the sound of the peerless divine sword, and at this moment, Qi Tian actually didn't notice the slightest aura of the Great Dao.

How could it be!

Qi Tian ran the yin and yang sword intent, and his divine eyes were sharp, and then, he realized that it was actually the way of the sword!

Taking the way of the sword as the avenue, cultivating the edge of the sword, and cultivating the sword intent, it is more pure than the snow blowing in the West Gate, which encompasses the essence of all the swords, grass, trees, bamboos and stones, time, space, and all things, all of which can be swords.

Qi Yao even felt that if he passed on the Yin Yang Dao to this person, he would be able to comprehend it immediately, and even reach a higher realm than him.

One by one, a pure white sword light pierced violently, and instantly disappeared into the chaotic time and space, immortal and indestructible, the indelible edge of the sword, so that Qi Tian had a feeling that he couldn't speak, this is the origin edge of the sword, as long as the sword is not destroyed, it will be eternal and immortal.

The first sword put Qi Tian in a dilemma, even the vortex of sword intent in time and space showed signs of collapse.

Fifteen hundred times the combat power!

No longer hesitated, between the lightning and flint, Qi Tian burst out with fifteen hundred times his combat power, which was definitely an amazing improvement, even the legendary figure in front of him couldn't help but stare slightly.

"Very good! However, combat power is not kendo. ”

The middle-aged voice was very calm, but when he heard Qi Tian's ears, it seemed like thousands of thunderbolts exploded, countless worlds were born and destroyed, and they flashed by in a snap of his fingers.

Combat power is not kendo!

Once upon a time, he never thought about it, but he just felt that the improvement of the endless edge was naturally counted in the kendo, but after seeing the middle-aged kendo at this moment, Qi Tian had doubts about his kendo for the first time, perhaps, there was nothing wrong with yin and yang kendo, it was just him who was wrong.

Puff one by one, the space-time sword swirled and shattered, and the pure white sword light pierced, stopping three inches in front of Qi Tian's forehead, and finally slowly dissipated.

"Go back, what you want, you are not qualified to come and get it, when you understand, you can come back to me." ”

The middle-aged man turned to leave, he descended from the peak, and walked towards the next step of the lone peak, like a mortal, his steps were careful, and the soles of his feet were covered with black dirt.

In the spatial turbulence, Qi Tian's body was immortal, looking at the direction of the middle-aged departure, his heart shook deeply, for the first time, he was completely suppressed by someone in the way of the sword, and he did not have the slightest power to resist.

Perhaps, he still has more than a thousand times the combat power reserved, but in the face of such a character, even if he adds more than a thousand times the combat power, Qi Tian does not have the slightest chance of winning, the other party is not only above him, but also the comprehension of the way of the sword is far above him, and he has advanced to the realm of transformation and reached a realm of sincerity.

"The realm of sincerity!"

Qi Tian muttered, then turned to leave.

A day later, the Southern Regions Qingyun Sect, Sword Peak Purple Bamboo Forest.

The night is as cool as water, Qi Tian is lying and sleeping under a purple bamboo, beside him, Yun Fei is drinking a little wine, not far in front of him, a bonfire is burning, Chen Kong squatted helplessly, roasting pheasants for his master and uncle, the oil and water are rattling, the pheasants are roasted golden and shiny, the rich meat fragrance is scattered, Yun Fei's eyes are shining, he stretches out his hand, two golden chicken legs automatically fall off, one fell into his hands, and the other fell in front of Qi Tian's eyes, blocking his sight.

"I said junior brother, you have been in a daze for a day, what is there that you can't figure out, you are a dignified sword emperor, what else is there to be confused. ”

Yun Fei took a bite of the crispy chicken thigh, his face was full of comfort, and the purple bamboo brewed mellow fragrance moistened his throat, and his mouth was full of heartiness.

"Senior brother, you say, what is kendo?"

Yun Fei was stunned for a moment, took down the chicken leg on the side of his mouth, and said with some confusion: "The way of the sword, brave and diligent, can not retreat, just can not be broken, it is also the swordsman himself, therefore, those who really step into the way of the sword, never use a soft sword, although it can be rigid and soft, but it is too heavy, it is easy to hinder our state of mind, the real combination of rigidity and softness is the heart, not the sword itself." ”

Qi Tian frowned and said again: "Kendo sincerity, what is sincerity." ”

Yun Fei waved his hand and said, "The sincere, the Lord is loyal, faithful, true, sincere, loyal, faithful, true." ”

"Sincerity, loyalty, faithfulness, truth!"

Qi Tian's eyes are cool, reflecting the sky, the moon is like water, pouring down, the purple bamboo forest is full of cyanide, the aura is floating, the clear stream runs through it, and the spring water is bubbling.

"And the Nine Stone Swords!"

Immediately, in Qi Yao's eyes, two terrifying divine light holes pierced out, reaching into the void, tearing open a spatial crack, in the dark crack, time passed, faintly illuminating a time corridor, the past, the present, and the future three time and space loomed.

Hum one by one, in front of the three of them, the void distorted, clearly saw the figure of the Taoist manifested, the lilac wine gourd hung on his waist, a sloppy body, the moment he appeared, he sniffed, immediately stretched out his hand, under the stunned gaze of Chenkong, the bonfire in front of him was extinguished at once.

"Master, you one by one"

Seeing that the Taoist rolled his eyes, he said, "What's the matter, the master is not as old as the master." ”

Chen Kong's mouth pouted, so he had to grab a raw chicken next to him and put it on the fire again. (A few hundred words are missing, forgive me.)

(To be continued)