Originally, many people had no grudges and no grudges between them, so they began to argue with others around them.

The battle between Dugu and Zhang Sanfeng, although the ending ended with Zhang Sanfeng's failure, also aroused the fighting spirit of the world's heroes.

Standing opposite Zhou Mengdie was his old acquaintance, his name was Traceless, who had experienced in the world and cultivated the Traceless Sword of the World.

His swordsmanship was only one sword from beginning to end, so when he stood in front of Zhou Mengdie, he didn't rush to make a move.

Like an old friend, he bowed to Zhou Mengdie, and said: "It's been five years since the Zhongzhou Martial Arts Conference, and the last Xiangyang was in a hurry, I don't know what kind of realm Brother Zhou's cultivation has reached now!"

Zhou Mengdie's face hung a hint of a smile, and he looked at Wuji's face with a faint smile, and said: "I haven't seen you for three years, and your changes are not small, but I don't know what kind of realm you have cultivated with that sword now, it's really exciting." ”

His mind fell into a memory, the traceless cold and domineering at that time, and the sword in his hand was also a demonic power. Now, the sword in his hand has been unsheathed, but it seems to be something outside the sky, giving people an ethereal and magical feeling, as if it has never appeared in this world, but it is really held in his hand without a trace, standing quietly.

The sword is a magic sword, and people are sword demons. They fused together perfectly, a strange and domineering power burst out from his body, and the phantom of an extraterritorial heavenly demon appeared above his body, the demon was not bloodthirsty, nor violent, he seemed to be a passerby walking between heaven and earth, and saw all the ugliness and goodness in this world with demonic eyes.

One day, this passerby was provoked by a creature called the Strong Man between heaven and earth to have the desire to fight. He wanted to incarnate as a creature called a human and compete with the heavens. But his form is illusory, and he can't have the slightest bond with this world.

He wandered between heaven and earth, and finally found what he was looking for in the sword-forging pool.

Two swords had just been forged in that sword pool, and one divine sword was born from the two swords, and the other was born. But it was abandoned by men, and was abandoned in the sword-forging pool, where it was allowed to melt by the heat.

Its unwilling roar, its silent cry, but after all, it has no effect, it is just a sword, a sword that contains a trace of spirituality, but does not awaken a point of spiritual energy. Compared to Excalibur, he was only one point worse. And if he was so far behind, he could only be ruthlessly melted by the fire and turned into molten iron.

At this moment, the Heavenly Demon possessed the sword, and with its infinite demonic power, it gave the sword spiritual energy.

After the sword spirit was born, he frantically used his spiritual energy to fly away from the pool fire, but when he flew away from the pool fire, he found that he was unable to break through the prohibition of the sword pool and fly to the outside world.

It roared unwillingly. Dancing in the sword pool every day. The sword spirit was unwilling to be lonely and vented its anger in the sword pool, and the extraterritorial heavenly demon that was put on the sword body. But at this time, he created a sword technique, which only had one move, but it penetrated the passage between the Heavenly Demon Void and the human world, and had the power to destroy the world and destroy the world, and was named by him 'A Sword Separated from the World'.

Many years passed, when a stupid young man was chased and accidentally broke into the sword pool. The Heavenly Demon and the Sword Spirit showed a hint of joy at the same time.

The sword spirit drove the magic sword to fly in front of the man, and the man curiously took the magic sword in his hand and looked at it. The Heavenly Demon did not hesitate to pass on his sword technique into his mind, and the Demon Sword Spirit also instilled his will to thirst for blood into the young man.

The young man gladly accepted the swordsmanship, but his pure nature refused to bring blood and slaughter to the magic sword.

With the power of the magic sword, he will defeat the powerful enemy. But at the critical moment when he was about to enter the demon, he abandoned the magic sword in the sword pool again.

Without a trace got that magic sword, his heart was cold, after comprehending a sword in the world, he did use the magic sword to kill many people, whether it was the people of the rivers and lakes who coveted the magic sword behind him, or the son of the family who provoked him, or the scum of the martial arts, or the Mongolian Tartar did not escape from his sword.

He walked the world and defeated many opponents with a sword. The Extraterritorial Heavenly Demon finally got his wish and became one with him, many of his perceptions were known to him, and the Heavenly Demon also became the embodiment of his sword intent when he entered the realm of the Grandmaster.

Zhou Mengdie looked at the sword demon phantom on Traceless's body, and then looked at the sword intent on his body becoming more and more high-pitched, and nodded slightly, if it weren't for his understanding of the mystery of the return of ten thousand swords, I'm afraid there would be no 100% chance of winning against Traceless now!

The magic sword is a divine weapon, it is naturally impossible for him to use his sword intent to collide with the divine soldier, he slowly pulled out the true martial sword that he had not used for a long time behind him, and turned the sword intent power in the supreme sword heart into the true qi of the sound.

His momentum is rising steadily, if Traceless is a sword demon, then he is a sword god. The sword god stunt of a thousand years ago, at this moment, on the top of Huashan, will burst out with his dazzling brilliance.

The first thirty-two styles of the Plum Blossom Sword Technique crossed through his mind one by one, and finally merged into a sword formed by the last four styles.

With this sword, a white-clothed immortal like snow appeared on the top of Zhou Mengdie's head, his face was indifferent, and the cold plums around him bloomed, and in the twilight of the setting sun, he was set off like an immortal.

Without a trace had no superfluous expression, his face was as cold as ice, his eyes were empty and contained infinite battle intent, but the sword demon phantom above his head suddenly raised his head to the sky and let out a roar, he recognized the opponent in front of him, the opponent who made him determined to integrate into the human world and fight him.

It's just that when he succeeded, the man was nowhere to be found, and now when he met again, although he only saw his phantom, in an instant, his magic power became stronger.

Frantically absorbing the true qi in the traceless body, his body became taller and more condensed.

Looking at the changes in the Heavenly Demon, Zhou Mengdie frowned, and a trace of confusion appeared in his eyes, but he did not stop instilling the sword intent in his body into the phantom of the sword god.

The plum blossoms around bloomed more vividly, the afterglow of the setting sun reflected the figure of the sword god more majestic, he flew into the sky, Zhou Mengdie's figure and the phantom of the sword god fused into one, at the moment when more than 10,000 plum blossoms bloomed together, the sea of flowers that carried the sky stabbed towards a sword without a trace.

This sword contains terrifying power, as if it can penetrate all the obstacles in the world, regardless of his immortals, demons, gods and Buddhas, this sword is bound to stab them apart with a sword.

The figure of the demon became more condensed that day, and finally turned into a streamer and fused into one with no trace, pushing his momentum to the extreme, although he was very unwilling and wanted to fight with the sword god in person, but he knew that Zhou Mengdie's sword came from the west, if he did not merge with the traceless, and reached the height of the unity of the mind and the god, the god and the body, and the body and the sword, I am afraid that the traceless will not be able to stop this sword.

The traceless figure moved, and his figure also flew towards the sky, black and white shadows colliding together. A terrifying aftermath erupted from the intersection of the two swords, and the heavens and the earth were overshadowed, even the great masters who were fighting were affected and had to stop.

As the pinnacle masters, the great masters can control the aftermath of the battle with their own amazing comprehension of martial arts, while many masters of the grandmaster realm can't make much noise because of their lack of strength.

Under the sword of Zhou Mengdie's battle with Traceless, almost everyone stopped. Only Guo Xiang suddenly stabbed at Yang Guo with a sword, and the sword stabbed straight at Yang Guo's shoulder, and Yang Guo also instinctively slapped it with a palm.

But I didn't want to just when the palms and swords intersected, Guo Xiang suddenly withdrew, and Yang Guo's palm slapped directly on her body, her body flew out upside down, falling towards the bottom of the Huashan cliff, and a trace of relief appeared in her eyes.

Yang Guo hurriedly flew to save her, but only heard her shouting: "Big brother, you still remember the pearl hanging around Xiang'er's neck when he was sixteen years old, but Xiang'er thinks that in addition to you, you will never forget Xiang'er for the rest of your life." ”

As the sun set, two lines of tears flowed out of Yang Guo's eyes.

At dusk, two drops of Yin Hong's blood overflowed from the corners of Zhou Mengdie's mouth, but the traceless figure fell to the ground in an instant.

Qi Tian hurriedly jumped to Zhou Mengdie's side to support him, but the traceless on the side fell to the ground with a 'poof', and a trace of blood slowly overflowed from his seven orifices, Fei Peng flew to his side a little helplessly, and after probing his snort, he shook his head and said: "I know that he is a pervert, what kind of life do you fight with him! It's stupid enough to fight even if you know you can't beat it!"

His mouth was nagging, but his hand did not stay, frantically pouring the true qi in his body into his body to heal him, after a long time, no trace got better, his breathing became much smoother, glanced at Fei Peng on the side, and said: "If it were you, would you play a conspiracy to defeat him?"

Fei Peng was slightly stunned, then glanced at Wuzi and said: "Haha, Lao Tzu and him are brothers, how can you compare with Lao Tzu." ”

Wuxian on the side shook his head and said, "He is my enemy, the only enemy in my life." ”

Fei Peng glanced at him, then threw him on the ground, and said, "Yo he, when your kid recovers, Lao Tzu will accompany you to compare and see if Lao Tzu is qualified to be your enemy." (To be continued.) )