Wu Yuetu flicked his fingers, and an iron nail burst out of the air, instantly piercing the guard's throat.

After the guard fell, he looked at his hand and sighed: "The strength has been sealed for too long, and even those who have just entered the martial arts can't compare." ”

Lin Jing, who was pale, glanced at the iron gate embedded in the stone wall, and his face trembled, if a person who has just entered the martial arts has such a strong strength, I might as well crash to death.

There were voices surging from far and near, quickly gathering, and Wu Yuetu leisurely walked up to the guard who had been pierced through the throat, and pulled out the unsheathed long sword.

At this moment, a large number of guards poured out from the corner of the passage, and at a glance, they saw the guards who fell to the ground and the iron door embedded in the wall, and they all showed shocked expressions.

Looking at the two people standing again, although frightened, they still drew their swords.

A leader-like man shouted, "Tell the lord quickly, the others will catch them." ”

Ah, the crowd shouted to kill.

Wu Yuetu snorted, and as soon as the palm of his hand was sent, the iron sword appeared in Lin Jing's hand, and Wu Yuetu grabbed his wrist with one hand.

"Boy, since you were chosen by Chu Long, I'll see whose sword is stronger. Today, I passed you the sword, and you remembered it carefully. ”

Wu Yuetu's voice sounded, and Lin Jing was a little stunned, but immediately his entire body was driven.

The long sword in his hand was simply swung out, just like Lin Jing used to use a sword, without any moves, but it was such a simple sword, but it was mysterious and mysterious, and it was pointed somewhere with a long knife.

No mysterious power came out of the sword, but the long knife was strangely broken.

Before the knife-wielding guard could react, his throat turned red and he fell.

"This is broken. ”

Lin Jing's pupils contracted, his hand was driven, and he hit an iron sword again, but there was no sound, and the iron sword broke with it.

The sword in his hand was driven, and Lin Jing clearly felt the change in swordsmanship, and felt that everything around him had changed, and everything in front of him disappeared, replaced by colorful lines.

The lines follow the law, hidden in the unchanging laws of heaven and earth, brick by tile, stone by dust, even in the air, there are their own lines, their own colors. A piece of dust is no longer simple at this time, it is composed of countless thin lines arranged according to the unchanging rules, implying the law, mysterious and mysterious.

There seems to be heaven and earth hidden in the thread, the red is as warm as hell, the blue is as cold as the deep sea, the green is as wild as the forest, the golden is as dazzling as the sword mountain, and the yellow is as heavy as the mountains.

Just by looking at these lines, Lin Jing was able to realize that these lines are the foundation of the existence of all things in the world, and these lines are the real stones, the real dust.

These lines are the laws and proofs of the existence of things in heaven and earth.

And in the midst of this line of heaven and earth, there was a separate sword, which cut the faintest of the threads, and the whole thread was broken, so that a sword was broken. It was lit in the brightest spot of a pile of threads, and the light of the threads was gone, and it turned completely gray, so that a life was gone.

Suddenly, all the lines disappeared and turned into stones again, passages, iron doors, Lin Jing turned his head to look, there were corpses all over the ground, and the two of them stood in front of the secret door of a study.

Lin Jing's eyes were full of brilliance and incredible, this is the Excalibur?

This is indeed Excalibur!

It was already night outside, and there was a noise in the house, and I don't know how many people were gathering in the study.

An old man with a full of anger scolded in a loud voice: "What's going on?

"Second master, the people of the dungeon... The people of the dungeon escaped. ”

"What?" the old man asked in horror, "which one?"

"Two ...... Both came out. ”

As soon as the man finished speaking, he heard the sound of breaking the air, and the old man who had walked to the door turned around and fled without thinking.

Wu Yuetu rushed out of the study with Lin Jing and laughed: "Let me see it again, this is a bullet." ”

The outside was surrounded by guards, and seeing the second master who was originally angry coming, he just heard the words of the head of the guard, and fled without hesitation, his expression was flustered, and his face was pale, which was really rare.

This kind of ghostly expression should not appear on the always unfathomable masters of the Heavenly and Human Realms at all.

The guards were stunned and saw two figures break through the door.

I saw an old beggar, holding the little beggar's hand, and stabbing Ruan Luohong with a sword.

Ruan Luohong heard the wind behind him, his cervical spine was cold, and a cold sweat broke out, and he shouted: "Protect me." ”

At the same time, the speed under his feet is more urgent, and while running forward, he flapped his palm with one hand.

The guards saw that the second master was in danger, and they didn't have time to think about the three words "protect me" that the second master shouted, and they didn't have time to notice the meaning of the second master's embarrassment.

Countless knives, countless swords, and many sharp arrows beckoned down to the two people in the air.

"Hah!"

Wu Yuetu laughed loudly, and he could have accelerated in vain at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, and disappeared into everyone's eyes.

The sword and arrow suddenly hit the air, and the iron sword that chased his life had already come to Ruan Luohong's back, and at this time, the palm that had been yellow and Mengmeng just happened to shoot out, with a heavy and unbearable momentum, and the long sword without mysterious power seemed to be about to turn into scrap iron under this palm.

At this moment, the long sword was covered with a faint blue light, and with a faint force, it was pointed at the palm of his hand.

Poof, a slight sound, on the palm of the hand that was as heavy as a mountain, the yellow light reversed, Ruan Luohong's face changed greatly, and he only felt that the power he sent out slapped on his arm, and with a click, the whole arm exploded suddenly.

Ruan Luohong knew that he would not be an opponent at all, but he didn't expect that the opponent's sword would be so weird, but he couldn't make a second move after selling his back to the other party, and a blue glowing iron sword stimulated into his throat, and blood appeared in his eyes.

Lin Jing was shocked again, this feeling he had seen before, back then, Chu Long used the posture of a thunder god to cut out a world-destroying thunder light that spanned the ages, and finally was rebounded by Wu Yue's sword, and the thunder light cut off the mountain peak uncontrollably, straight into the green underworld.

The demeanor of that sword is refreshing, and he once longed for it very much, thinking that this was the martial arts goal in his life.

And now, he has become the one who wields the sword, and he flicks away the full force of the heaven and earth realm with one sword.

It turns out that Xuanli is also wired, but this sword does not cut any line, but bounces the line, and moves the whole body, it is difficult to shake all the lines, but it only vibrates one of the hundreds of thousands of lines, and only needs that insignificant power.

Wu Yuetu carried Lin Jing and suddenly rose from the ground, and the two of them were ten zhang in the air, reflecting the outline of half of the city.

I clearly saw a hidden figure, which was climbing over the outer wall of the Ruan family, and its speed was obviously a master of the realm of heaven and man.

Wu Yuetu stabbed Lin Jing's sword in the air, and said, "This is the last sword." ”

Lin Jing's eyes once again appeared in the world of lines, and he clearly saw that the pile of lines representing the realm of heaven and man was fleeing rapidly, and they were already hidden in the streets and alleys.

But the sword stabbed out anyway, not at the vanishing thread, but at a void, where it seemed as if an invisible thread had been severed.

Fan Hequn fled in horror, and after he disappeared into the alley, he had a feeling of the aftermath of the disaster.

Wu Yue's disciple actually escaped? How could he escape? Could it be that the abandoned son of the Chu family?

These are no longer important, what Fan Hequn fears is Wu Yue's revenge.

The revenge of the peerless powerhouse that even the imperial court feared, Fan Hequn felt dissipated just thinking about it.

"I must inform the master and the young lady, there is only one person in Wu Yue, how many places can I find? The Ruan family has been in business for many years, how can there be no way to escape for their lives?"

Fan Hequn thought of this, and finally had some confidence, and then with a solemn expression, he rushed out of an alley, and then fell to the ground without warning.

The expression on his face did not change, and there was hope of escape in his eyes, but before he knew it, the scythe of death had fallen, cutting off his life.

Wu Yuetu and Lin Jing's bodies fell, and after glancing at the dense Ruan family guards below, Wu Yuetu smiled again: "This sword is not contained in the Divine Sword, it is just a clever use of the Divine Sword. Look at it, a sword in the battle of Niugu Mountain - three thousand bloody battles!"

In the battle of Niugu Mountain, the five thousand tiger guards of the imperial court lost three thousand at one time, and the sword removed three thousand masters of the heavenly and human realms, so it was a bloody battle of three thousand.

Lin Jing's hand was grabbed and gently stroked downward, as if he had picked up a spider web with a wooden stick, and his hand sank, as if he was sticking to something very heavy, but the iron sword was empty, Lin Jing knew that there were many lines stuck to the sword, but with his current realm, he couldn't see it.

The invisible thread fell on the long sword as if it was being absorbed by a magnet, and then Lin Jing's hand gently picked it up, and all the threads broke at the same time.

The guards on the ground died when their heartbeat was lost in an instant, and they couldn't even feel it.

A single sword has killed hundreds of people!

Wu Yuetu took Lin Jing and fell to the ground lightly, and then came to the ancestral hall of the Ruan family without stopping.

In addition to the spirit card, there is also a black iron heavy sword enshrined here, which is like a piece of rough stone directly polished out of the form of a sword, which is rough.

Wu Yue's nameless iron sword!

Wu Yuetu lifted the iron sword, and there was a feeling of reuniting with his friends after a long absence: "Man, I've kept you waiting for a long time." ”

The palm of his hand lightly polished the rough sword body, with a thick reluctance in his eyes, and finally seemed to have made a decision, Wu Yue walked in front of Lin Jing with a heavy sword in both hands.

Looking at Wu Yue's posture and the nameless iron sword that had resisted the thunder god, Lin Jingfu was heartbroken, and knelt down in disbelief.

Wu Yuetu looked at him with satisfaction and said, "When I got this sword and the Divine Sword Sword Technique, I knew that I was just a transmitter, as for whether you were the successor or just a transmitter, I don't know. Passing on your Excalibur today will let you shoulder this burden and find a true successor for Excalibur. Would you like to?"

Although Lin Jing was surprised that Wu Yue's disciple was not the true heir of the Divine Sword, he still retracted his mind and bowed down: "If the disciple is willing, he will inherit the will of the master." ”

Lin Jing took the iron sword and bowed again.

After Wu Yuetu accepted his apprenticeship, he helped him up and said: "This iron sword and divine sword swordsmanship were found from an ancient tomb in the deep mountains of my hometown, I was only six years old at the time, and I didn't know how to do it, and then I thought that the ancient tomb layout was indeed dangerous. ”

Lin Jing's expression was solemn, knowing that Wu Yue's disciples were going to talk about making up for the three souls, so he immediately listened attentively.

Wu Yuetu recalled: "In that ancient tomb, in addition to the iron sword and swordsmanship, there are all kinds of other treasures, but after obtaining the swordsmanship, he also inherited the will to help the iron sword find its true owner." I didn't expect this trip to be 12 years. And in the ancient tomb, there is a elixir, I think it should be able to help you recall the broken soul. ”

Sure enough, there was a spiritual object that helped him, Lin Jing couldn't help but ask, "What elixir?"

Wu Yuetu looked at his eyes, smiled a little weirdly, and said, "Immortal medicine!"