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The legendary powerhouse of Shenwei is the power that can change the laws of the Heavenly Dao. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Feeling this divine sense, Yu Zecheng's whole person was burning, what Wang Shuyuan, don't think about him anymore, this is to achieve the power of divine might, divine prestige, countless legends, they are the strongest in this world, divine prestige, this is my ideal.

Yu Zecheng couldn't help but be excited, but there was a choice in front of him, there was a ball of light, and his own sword path had three, so he could only choose one of the three and strengthen one of them.

Do you still need to choose, it is naturally the sword dove kendo, this is your own foundation, your own struggle, so Yu Zecheng chose it.

In an instant, the light dissipated, and Yu Zecheng's eyes suddenly turned black and he was in a coma.

In that coma, Yu Zecheng gradually felt that he was flying in the sky, boundless and high, looking down, the world was vast, and everything was desolate, this was the ancient era of famine.

In the distance, his prey appeared, a huge demon, with a body thousands of feet tall, controlling the black wind, this is his favorite food, demon soul, its taste is the most delicious.

Yu Zecheng rushed over, and suddenly ten thousand rotten soul rays emitted, and it turned out that he was the soul-snatching tarsal dove, the most powerful divine dove.

Yu Zecheng is in the heaven and earth, soaring, preying, growing, killing strong enemies, reproducing, the whole world is his own world, until he is slowly old, death is near, and he can no longer soar into the sky, he slammed into the stone wall in the distance, hit the powder bones, and completely died.

In an instant, Yu Zecheng changed, he became an immortal cultivator, his strength was incomparably strong, with a sword in hand, no one in the world was invincible, the sky could be broken, the earth could be pierced, the immortals could be killed, and the gods could be destroyed.

He is constantly studying swordsmanship, constantly creating swordsmanship, he is the old man of the sword, in fact, he is not old at all, but he likes to pretend to be an old man in front of others, which is just amazing.

He was constantly studying swordsmanship, and this sword was surnamed Dafa, and he decided to study a fairy bird swordsmanship from the strongest immortal birds in the wilderness.

The Golden-winged Dapeng Bird, the Flying Sky Blue Luan, the Nirvana Fire Phoenix, the Wind Whirling Soul Eater Eagle, the Soul Snatcher Tarsal Dove, the Three-Clawed Golden Crow, Bi Fang, the Quail, the Chongming, the Lingxi, and other spirit birds and fairy birds are all included in his field of vision, and he wants to create a powerful fairy bird sword technique based on them.

The old man of the sword has a treasure, he can look at the sky and the earth, watch the ancient history, he began to watch the past of the existence of these spirit birds, watch them fly, hunt, fight, and comprehend swordsmanship in it.

But this is not enough, just watching, can not create a swordsmanship that can be passed down through the ages and megatron, you need to take the real thing as an example.

The old man of the sword began to look for pets, and as long as he found one of these spirit birds, he could use it to create a unique sword technique.

In this way, the opportunity came, the soul-snatching tarsal dove that guarded the tomb of Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor became the first pet of the old man of the sword, so the old man of the sword created the dove swordsmanship, and then lost interest in other spirit birds and began to study other new swordsmanship, so the dove swordsmanship was born, the Xuanyuan sword school was born, and there is Yu Zecheng today.

Countless memories emerged little by little, and the history of dove swordsmanship appeared little by little in Yu Zecheng's mind, and gradually he had a sense of understanding, a new understanding of this dove swordsmanship, and his sword dove swordsmanship was evolved again.

Faintly, countless scenes passed in front of Yu Zecheng's eyes, the dove god was white-headed overnight, forgot the past, learned the dove swordsmanship, Wang Yin Yang sword dove possessed, Zhongxing Xuanyuan, everything flowed in front of Yu Zecheng's eyes.

"The sword is not in the heart, the heart is in the life"

Yu Zecheng opened his mouth to say these seven words. These countless Xuanyuan Sword Songs who saved his life, for the first time he comprehended the true meaning of these seven words.

The sword is not important, the way of the sword is not important, the important thing is your heart, as long as the heart is there, fight with your life, you will definitely succeed.

The sword is not in the heart, but the fate is there, and once again it groans loudly and loudly, and it groans like a dragon.

High-pitched, like thunder.

The sound was as thick as the ringing of thousands of bells, and the sound rolled and echoed between heaven and earth, as if there were countless echoes correspondingly, and there was an irreversible grandeur in the peaceful momentum.

The belief in his heart was strengthened again, Yu Zecheng opened his eyes, and the sword dove kendo went one step further and comprehended the supreme swordsmanship.

Three days have passed.

The melodious sound of the Xuanyuan Sword Peak Town Soul Bell sounded, "Knock, knock, knock" hit a total of one hundred and eight sounds, this huge bell resounded through the Xuanyuan Hill of 120,000 li and one yuan, and all the foundation building disciples of the Five Mountains and Twelve Peaks all rose up and flew to the top of the Xuanyuan Sword Peak.

The time has come for the sect to be compared, Yu Zecheng is wearing the Xuanyuan battle suit today, and he leads the six disciples in the sect to rise up with the sword and fly to the top of the Xuanyuan Sword Peak.

Along the way, Yu Zecheng slowly told everyone the history of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, the past of the huge chessboard at the top of the Sword Peak, and the legend of the Zhongxing Ancestor Wang Yin and Yang. That's how the third senior brother told himself back then, and now he tells it to his apprentices.

The hearts of the disciples were relaxed and happy, just like themselves back then, they were excited, in fact, a few people knew that the real purpose of the chessboard was the treasure left by the Zhongxing Patriarch to cover the aura of the Xuanyuan Sword.

The top of Xuanyuan Sword Peak is always shrouded in clouds and mist, that is the ultimate defensive magic circle of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, and now that defensive cloud and mist have finally dissipated, revealing the true appearance of the top of Sword Peak.

At the top of the Sword Peak was a white stone about three feet square, with nineteen vertical and horizontal paths on it, and countless black and white chess pieces on it.

Everyone flew down among them, so the disciples gathered, this time it was Nantian Zhenjun standing at the forefront, lighting incense to worship the ancestors, lighting up three three-zhang high divine incense, this incense is condensed from a variety of rare medicinal materials, it is said that this fragrance can be spread to the fairy world, attracting the attention of the ancestors.

On the three sacrifices and five grains, Nantian Zhenjun began to recite the text of the sacrifice, and then took all the Xuanyuan disciples to kneel and worship the ancestors, the ceremony was very simple and fast, and then in the last step, everyone suddenly sent out the true yuan of the mana of the whole body, releasing the true yuan to the sky, and suddenly a thousand sword qi rose, forming a sword that rushed to the sky.

Yu Zecheng also released his sword qi, and it took a long time for the innocence of the true yuan to wither, and then his respective swords landed on the stands of the gladiatorial arena.

At the beginning of the competition, it was first a competition for beginners, then a competition for all the foundation building disciples, a competition for Jindan Zhenren, and finally a competition for Yuanying Zhenjun.

Zhang Qingyun, who participated in the first competition, went down the field and fought against his fellow brothers, Yu Zecheng silently watched his battle, Zhang Qingyun wielded a flying sword, a sword flying wings, and a sword condensed fang, and finally defeated the enemy and won the first victory.

Before Zhang Qingyun joined the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, he could lead a team to participate in the trials of the Ice and Snow Divine Palace, and naturally had his own advantages, and under Yu Zecheng's painstaking teaching, it was natural for his swordsmanship to excel and defeat his opponent.

In this way, after the First World War, Zhang Qingyun won the first place in the beginner novice competition for Yu Zecheng, and lived up to Yu Zecheng's expectations.

The novice competition is over, it is the foundation building period, and then the Jindan period, these competitions have passed one by one, and Yu Zecheng didn't pay much attention to it, because he paid attention to Wang Shuyuan in the distance, which was his own battle.

Finally, it was time for the competition of the Yuan Infant Period, as if everyone was waiting for this moment.

Needless to say, Yu Zecheng and Wang Shuyuan all played.

Instantly entering the martial arts dojo, Yu Zecheng and the two appeared in a forest, this battlefield was dozens of miles, and the feet were lush and green forests. The thunder is rolling in the sky, lightning pierces the sky from time to time, and the ground is full of green pines more than three feet high, among which there are huge boulders, and the environment can be said to be extremely complicated.

Looking at this, Yu Zecheng frowned, this place is so familiar, Wang Shuyuan appeared in front of Yu Zecheng and said:

"Senior brother, do you remember this place?"

余Zecheng says:

"Something familiar. ”

王舒原 says:

"I will never forget this place, at that time, the sword technique Xuan Chao that I had just created was famous all over the world in the ancient Qin region, and it can be said that it was the most glorious moment of my life.

But here I was beaten by your Yan Shooting Sword Technique, and I was completely defeated by your Chaos Tai Chi, I lost everything, and you gained everything.

So I deliberately chose this place again, you and I fight, I will fall there, get up there. ”

Yu Zecheng glanced at the world here and said:

"Why bother, why bother. You're going to do it again. ”

王舒原 says:

"No, I have to send the ancestor immortal to give me a sword, I have the most powerful weapon, old ...... , I'm undefeated, you can't beat me. ”

余Zecheng says:

"It's just a sword. ”

Wang Shuyuan suddenly moved, turned into countless figures, and surrounded Yu Zecheng in it, which was shrinking the ground into inches. Wang Shuyuan also completely mastered it, and there was one more footwork than Yu Zecheng.

At the same time, on him, the sword light flew up, the two swords combined, and the sword dove sword path and the chaos sword path together emitted the sword light of the double sword combination flickering, which seemed to make the heavens and the earth overturn and the universe upside down.

Yu Zecheng was motionless, not firing a sword, watching the two swords flicker.

Seeing that Yu Zecheng had no reaction, the fierce Wang Shuyuan's sword light, ten thousand swords returning to one, was constantly changing, and suddenly shrunk into a simple sword light between black and green, and the two swords fused, turning into a flash of lightning and slashing down. This combined sword light seems to be able to cross the shackles of time and space, and it does not give Yu Ze any gap to dodge and parry. Yu Zecheng looked at this sword light, waved his hand casually, and in a wave, he couldn't see Yu Zecheng's flying sword light, only a white light, like smoke and fog, like a sword and a chant.

In a trance, there is only this light in heaven and earth, and this light suddenly swings, like the morning light, like the twilight sky, like the sunset, like thunder, and the light is heavy! The sky is full of white light, and in this white light, everyone has a feeling, feeling that the sword intent is like a tide, the sword intent is like Yue, the sword intent is like a song, the sword intent is like Yue, and the sword intent is like the sky.

In an instant, Wang Shuyuan's double swords combined, Wang Shuyuan's sword dove sword dao, and chaotic sword dao, all collapsed, and in an instant, Wang Shuyuan trembled and trembled under his sword intent.

Wang Shuyuan could only mutter:

"Impossible, impossible, impossible. ”

In his heart, the old man who was the doppelganger of the demon remnant was the same, and under this sword intent, he could only say:

"Impossible, impossible, impossible. ”

(To be continued)