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Chapter 434: No Trick Sword

"Sonorous!" The crisp sound of the sword swayed, and the snow-bright sword body dragged the dazzling sword light, fluttering. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info only the lonely sword momentum, completely condensed on the ancient sword of Shetian: "The predecessors left the inheritance here, just so that the younger generations can come to inherit it, don't make any more trouble, if you continue to make trouble, I will completely crush your general trend!"

The moment he took out the sword, Mu Hao took another step, his swaying figure became as calm as a mountain at this moment, and his steps did not have the slightest anxiety, but calmly stepped on the ladder. Like stepping on his own attic, Mu Hao slowly went straight up the nine floors along the ladder, his steps were very heavy, very hard, like a god to step on the ladder under his feet.

The white-eyed old man and the heavy-eyed old man looked at Mu Hao's back from afar, although they couldn't see Mu Hao's expression, they could feel the pain that Mu Hao was suffering all the time. The mind was tense all the time, until Mu Hao's figure stepped on the ninth floor, the old man with heavy pupils and the others breathed a relaxed breath, and their eyes showed indescribable joy.

He ...... Succeed...... Finish. ”

"Straight up to the ninth floor, this endurance and forbearance are enough to compare to those of us who are old and immortal. ”

"Now it depends on whether he can comprehend the inheritance in the nine-story building, I remember that the inheritance in the nine-story building has only been comprehended by the palace master, Hao Mutian, and the two ancestors. ”

Chen Nan smashed his mouth, this little guy is not very old, but he is always incomprehensible. The cowardice of the young man, in him, can not be seen at all. Looking at that thin figure, Chen Nan could vaguely feel the madness in the latter's body that never gave up.

A sharp pain accompanied by a faint tingling sensation spread in Mu Hao's body. Mu Hao stepped on the ninth floor, and then the terrifying coercion receded, and when he was in pain, Mu Hao also enjoyed this feeling of pleasure. Calmly returning the sword to the sheath, Mu Hao found that the space in the ninth floor was extremely narrow, compared to the previous eight floors, this place was only an attic at best.

In the whole attic, the most eye-catching are the three tombstones, which are several feet high, and the whole body exudes an infinite atmosphere. Even if they were a few meters apart, Mu Hao could see the carved patterns on the tombstones, compared to the tombstones on the eighth floor, these tombstones were not filled with terrifying oppression, but had a kind of back-to-basics charm. Mu Hao stepped forward, stared at the tombstone in front of him, and immediately noticed that there was blurred handwriting on the tombstone.

On the tombstone on the far left, the words are: Sword is also the way, love is also the way, do not abandon the sword, do not abandon the love, there is a love sword. On the tombstone on the far right, the words are: Dancing Sword Spring and Autumn, famous and ruthless, sealed with ruthless sword. On the tombstone in the middle, its handwriting has long been erased, and Mu Hao's fingers slowly touched the traces on it, and he spat lightly: "Sealed...... Love is lonely...... At the end of the world, tears have turned into ice...... People are sword idiots, and swords are human favors. ”。

Looking at the three tombstones in front of him, Mu Hao stared for a long time, but he couldn't see the clues inside, but when his eyes touched the handwriting in front of him, his face suddenly turned white. The vague handwriting in front of him vaguely turned into the essence of the Taoist general trend, rushing in Mu Hao's mind, Mu Hao did not expect that this simple stroke in front of him contained such a terrifying general trend.

Mu Hao immediately closed his eyes, coughed slightly a few times, and spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm. Even if he closed his eyes, the general trend of the Dao strokes was still hovering in Mu Hao's heart, like a cold sword blade, lightly cutting Mu Hao's flesh and blood.

"Terrible!" Mu Hao muttered softly, "Even when I saw the two seniors of chess idiot and chess demon before, I didn't feel a feeling. The predecessors who left their inheritance in the ninth floor at the beginning, their cultivation and attainments in kendo may far exceed those of the two ancestors of chess idiots and chess demons. ”。

"But these three tombstones are so extraordinary that it was a bit difficult to choose. Mu Hao slowly opened his eyes and quietly looked at the three tombstones in front of him: "If it weren't for that damn limit, I wouldn't mind practicing these three tombstones at the same time." ”。

Just when Mu Hao was undecided, outside the tombstone, Chen Nan turned his head to the old man and said, "Seniors think Mu Hao is suitable for that kind of inheritance?"

"These three lineages require the practitioner to have a very high level of talent and comprehend the general trend. And Mu Hao's demonic talent, no matter what kind of inheritance he cultivates, is quite suitable, now it depends on how he chooses. The cultivation of the inheritance in the nine-story building is not so simple. Throughout the ages, there have been countless strong people in the two palaces, all of whom have entered the nine-story building, but there are only a handful of people who can comprehend their inheritance, and they are Hao Mutian, Shi Shuo, and me and the chess idiot plus Shen Tian, that old guy. ”。

"Even if you Chen Nan, you haven't been able to fully comprehend the Ten Thousand Divine Sword Tribulation so far, but you have only comprehended one of them!" The chess pieces in the hands of the old man with heavy pupils slowly fell on the chessboard, and said unhurriedly: "But in my opinion, whether it is the Ten Thousand Divine Sword Tribulation." or the Ethereal Sword Twelve among them, none of them are suitable for Mu Hao's cultivation. After all, his control over the sword momentum he had comprehended had not yet reached the extreme, and his current cultivation was still only in the Yuan Infant Stage, and it was not too late for him to come back to practice after he reached the refining period. ”。

"As for the rest of the Heart Sword Technique, he is suitable. The old man said softly. At this moment, Mu Hao's standing figure in the nine-story building walked straight towards the tombstone in the center. The fierce sword qi lingered on the fingertips, and the scarlet blood splashed on the tombstone until the fingertips. On the simple tombstone, a dazzling brilliance emerged in vain, and just behind these brilliance, Mu Hao vaguely saw a pattern. Speaking of the pattern, Mu Hao felt that it was more like a Dao sword light.

Concentrating, Mu Hao stared at the pattern close to this foot, and suddenly there was a feeling that his body dissipated, and his soul wanted to rush to the pattern. When these patterns became clearer and clearer, the endless dizziness swept towards Mu Hao like a tide, drowning Mu Hao's whole body, the scene in front of him changed in vain, the scarlet sea of blood suddenly jumped into Mu Hao's sight, Mu Hao looked down, he seemed to have turned into a void existence, and in front of him, countless dazzling sword lights suddenly enveloped this world.

And in the middle of the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, a figure with black clothes like ink and white hair like frost was standing still with a blood sword. Let the sword light that tore the heavens and the earth gallop in, and the figure seemed to be unseen,

Just when the sword light was about to completely envelop this figure. This tribulation powerhouse slowly raised his head, raised the long sword in his hand, and suddenly the endless momentum filled the sky. The sound was like the sound of the sword of the bell, and the majestic momentum, which actually made the heavens and the earth change color, dim, and cry blood. Just as the general trend swept by, the swordsman who came with a sword was like an evil spirit, standing in place like a chicken, his eyes blank.

And the swordsman in the distance, their heads were thrown into the sky one after another, and the terrible screams actually sounded in the skull, which was terrifying. The swordsman in the distance was pouring out of blood. Just waiting for the moment when the breeze blew, those swordsmen who stood still directly turned into blood and splashed all over the ground, and the white powder was faintly visible.

"Is this swordsmanship?" Mu Hao's heart shook slightly, and an unimaginable sharp pain continued to come from the depths of his soul, as if he was going to completely tear Mu Hao's body apart. At the same time, in the mountain of corpses in the sea of blood, the white-haired figure slowly raised its head, its cold and ruthless gaze locked on Mu Hao, and Sen Ran's voice sounded in Mu Hao's ears: "Heart Sword, Murder Swordsmanship!"

"Heart Sword?" The shocking picture in front of him became shattered in vain, and Mu Hao's eyes flickered, and the dim tombstone appeared in his sight again.

Looking at the familiar tombstone in front of him, the brilliance on it is still circulating, but the previous picture is emerging in front of Mu Hao's eyes, the scene just now is extremely real, Mu Hao thought of something like a god, his eyes were slightly closed, and his heart was slightly condensed: "Heart sword, murderous swordsmanship!"

Mu Hao exhaled lightly, looking at the light circulating on the tombstone in a daze, and vaguely Mu Hao seemed to see the shocking scene before. Silently, the sky was full of heads, and its terrible screams were still echoing in the heads. The murderous voice is nothing more than that, and at the same time, those corpses that directly turned into blood and water made Mu Hao remember it vividly.

"The previous Tribulation powerhouse didn't have any moves, but its power was better than most moves, is this the Heart Sword?" Mu Hao muttered softly, his mind froze on the quality level behind the Heart Sword, unknown.