The world is so big, and there are countless sword cultivators encountered. Why do they practice swords, I'm afraid that they haven't even figured it out.

Some people think that the sword is the first of a hundred weapons, and some people are because of their teacher, and many reasons derive a lot of truths, and different growth creates different sword cultivation.

It is already lucky to meet one person of the same kind, it can only be said to be a miracle to meet two people of the same kind, and it is fate for three people of the same kind to get together.

Nanaya felt that the two monks were very similar to his former self, so he found it interesting.

The fit with the sword, as the foundation of a sword cultivation, whether you are a humble monk or a sword immortal or above, this original intention cannot be forgotten, this is the sword cultivation.

A serious and persistent attitude, a tenacious temperament, and an unyielding personality have all appeared in three people.

So they felt that fate was really an interesting thing.

This is not a sympathy for each other, but an indescribable feeling that they are still rivals, and they will not shake hands and talk happily.

Gu Xihan pursed his lips and withdrew his adhesion gaze, he knew that if he didn't take it back, he would not be able to suppress the urge to kill. All emotions that affect the sword must be eliminated, and he has always been strict with himself.

The third monk, who had recovered from sitting cross-legged, let out a long breath of heat, the sweat on his forehead had been steamed dry by the long sword, and he stood up again.

The sword, burned red like a soldering iron, became a weapon in his broad palm, or at least he thought so.

"Qianlie Sword Cloud Qianlie, Biyun Sword Gu Xihan, aren't they the geniuses of the Yun family and the Gu family?"

She is the eldest lady of the Sword Saint Sect, the next possible Sect Master of the Sword Saint Sect, and she knows the younger generation of monks well.

In addition to the most powerful "one sword and two immortals", there are a few of them, all of whom are geniuses cultivated by large and medium-sized families.

Unlike those greenhouse flowers, they have always restrained themselves with the strictest requirements, because their reputation does not show that they can concentrate on cultivation, and now they have a faint momentum that exceeds the original "one sword and two immortals".

Perhaps, they have exceeded.

Jianchen was abolished, Feng Xiaozao was taken away from his heart and changed his heart to become the Emperor of Charm, Han Xianzi disappeared after Yunzhou City, and the era that belonged to them seemed to be gone.

The most dazzling light has disappeared, and the sun and moon have gradually begun to radiate brilliance, and this Demon Suppression Conference of the Sword Saint Sect is even more of a platform.

"I can't get used to it, those sword cultivators are dragged like anything, and they have been called by them for any good names. Chai Ruge held his forehead, and he was very uninterested in these two names.

The people around her wanted to laugh, but they held back their struggle, and the sword wanted to laugh, so she laughed.

The sky, which was originally green because of the blue clouds, seemed to be beginning to shine under the smile of the sword.

The bright sky, and the misty landscape on the side, are precisely the most beautiful landscape paintings, and have been given the name of a terrible scenery - to suppress demons!

Chai Ruge's words, Jian Mantian understood that he was dissatisfied with his name, the title that couldn't be shouted loudly, "liar king".

Chai Ruge, the deceitful king, smiled happily when he saw the sword in the sky, and couldn't help but say gloomily: "Girl in the sky, most of your Sword Saint Sect cultivate swords, do you have any nickname?"

Everyone can hear that he is squeezing the sword mantian, but he didn't expect the sword mantian to still smile. "There is no title in the sky, those are all extremely talented, and after making a name for themselves outside, they were recognized by everyone, just like Brother Chai, your liar king. ”

Chai Ruge's face was even more worried, and the sword was laughing at himself all over the place, but he didn't expect to suffer a small loss in his name today.

"Qianlie Sword Cloud Qianlie, Biyun Sword Gu Xihan, they are all quite prestigious among the young monks, so who is that body cultivator who can compete with them?"

Jian Mantian suddenly stopped laughing, this was not the time to laugh, just to hit Chai Ruge, she also had a headache about the identity of the terrifying body cultivator.

can make them ignite their fighting spirit, not those old guys who rely on years of cultivation, they are rare geniuses in the world, and leaders of the righteous path in the future.

It's just that this body cultivation has an evil madness on his body, and his unruly style is not like a famous and decent family, and he has a headache for a while, whether to recruit him after the ring match.

Qiye off the field, he didn't know that the sword was all over the sky at this moment, and he was worried about whether to recruit himself, he had more important things.

After three fierce and violent suppressions, the first ring was very calm, like a calm lake surrounded by seven whirlpools, which was particularly conspicuous in the loose cultivation ring.

There are also two places that are also conspicuous, one scorching and one poisonous, two diametrically opposed aura, appearing in the fifth and seventh rings, they are the new leaders of the praised young generation, not a loose cultivator, but the young and famous Thousand Fierce Sword and Biyun Sword.

Some people recognized their identities, and after they drew their swords, they retreated one after another.

There are people who are afraid of their strength, but more people are afraid of the forces behind them, the Yun family and the Gu family, it is very likely that they will become the new nine sects and sixteen families.

But there are also those who are not afraid of death, and those who are barefoot are not afraid of bare shoes, and if they can be defeated, their reputation in the righteous path will also be greatly improved.

There are not a few people who have such thoughts, Yun Qianlie and Gu Xihan have to face, what they already knew and even hoped before, the most difficult and difficult battle of defense - wheel war.

This is a kind of oppression, an indispensable tempering in the process of growing up, and the idle seven nights suddenly envy them.

You can hone your body without any worries, and continue to grow through the method of fighting to nourish your war, and truly become a qualified sword cultivator.

Seven nights can't go, it's not that he's afraid of retreating, but that he has an ulterior purpose for this trip. All unnecessary consumption of strength is what he wants to avoid.

It's not a prestige, it's not for any fame, he just wants to save more effort, so he can save more effort, even if this force doesn't have much decisive help for the final result.

Gu Xihan took three steps back from the stage, his body was incredibly flexible, it was because the speed was fast enough, and even the afterimage cracked in the air.

As his opponent, he was very confused, obviously there was no threat, why did Gu Xihan retreat so much and take the initiative to stick to the side of the ring.

He was not the only one who was puzzled, including those monks who knew their identities and were afraid of chaos, and the little people who liked to join in the fun, all expressed their incomprehension about Gu Xihan's approach.

Gu Xihan didn't need to explain to them, his sword was Yin Han's sword, he didn't need too much enthusiastic communication, as long as he obeyed his wishes.

The blue clouds came out of the sheath, like a thin and narrow leaf that had been stretched, with the vitality of verdant dripping, and the coldness of the Nine Shades Purgatory, and the wind was blowing.

This sword turned into a glorious light, soaring from the fifth ring, dyeing a small piece of the sky, and the "bang" green mist exploded in the air, and the sword light that was so dense to the extreme was a poisonous flower blooming in the green mist.

In the first ring, Qiye, who was still watching the battle, suddenly looked sideways, and he quickly raised his two fingers and clicked at that side from afar.

Gu Xihan's sword light was coming towards him, and correspondingly, Qiye also made a finger.

It's not the big mudra of the evil dragon, this time the shot is more like a sword finger, using a finger instead of a sword, it is Qiye's respect for the real sword cultivation, he can't help but sigh when he makes a move, it's really nonsense.

No one would have thought that when Gu Xihan was fighting against people, he would also send out an attack to attack the first ring for seven nights, which is too incredible.

Only Qiye and Yun Qianlie thought that they had been paying close attention to each other for a long time, because what surrounded them was a strong battle intent.

A white light and a turquoise light were like two arrows piercing the clouds in the air, and in the smoke they brought up, they changed shapes.

The group of scattered cultivators saw a white dragon with clouds and mist, and a teng snake covered in miserable green poisonous clouds, biting in the air.

Every time there was a collision, there was a sword qi that was disintegrating and piercing through the clouds, and the monks who were originally joining in the excitement dispersed in a hurry, they just wanted to see the excitement, but they didn't want to be watched by others.

The white dragon was poisoned and corroded, and the miserable green snake was bitten off in half.

The victory or defeat is not scored, one move is exhausted, and the clouds are not light.

"Not bad. Qiye raised his eyebrows, he deliberately restrained his cultivation, and only used the sixfold cultivation of the magic technique to fight against Gu Xihan, which was the respect of one sword cultivator for another sword cultivator.

However, he can't expose the Nine Returns Cold Wave Secret now, and he feels a little guilty and regretful. Otherwise, the outcome may be different.

Gu Xihan's move "Snake Swallowing Clouds" is a move in the Spirit Snake Sword Technique, which is rarely used by the monk after he broke through to the triple learning of the magic technique.

It's just an ordinary sword move, compared with the technique, it is undoubtedly the latter that is more tempting and moving, and many sword cultivators have made what they think is the right choice.

Because he saw Gu Xihan's move "Snake Swallowing Clouds", Qiye made a move "Immortal Finger", which was also a sword move with mediocre power, and he was already familiar with the dance before he cultivated.

"Okay. Gu Xi was cold, his heart was full of fighting intent and killing intent, he was very excited now, this was a real sword cultivator, the same as him.

Gu Xihan didn't stop, and after making a move, he quickly attacked, and he still had an opponent, that is, the challenger on the opposite side who had not been looked at at at at all.

"Brush!" "Brush!" "Brush!"

The three swords, this time did not drive the vision of heaven and earth, but the ordinary three swords, in the hands of the Biyun Sword Gu Xihan, with a bit of cold front blowing the winter leaves, people couldn't help but tighten their hearts.

"Be careful!" On the seventh ring, there was a sudden shout, and Yun Qianlie straightened up and reminded Gu Xihan loudly.

After that, he raised the Thousand Flame Sword in his hand and swung it, spewing out a faint red light on the entire sword body, which was the most brilliant sunset in the sky.

Yun Qianlie has a calm and tenacious personality, he doesn't like sneak attacks, but he really wants to join the battle between these two of the same kind, because he thinks it's very interesting, so he reminds him before he starts.

At this time, Gu Xihan happened to swing out three swords, to quickly solve the opponent, his eyes glimpsed, and a red mountain was connected into a mountain range, and a thousand mountains were in flames.

Three rings, three sword cultivators of the same genius, fighting each other at a distance not far away, this strange scene was something that no one expected, jaw-dropping, and speechless.

Seeing the Thousand Mountains Flame split in two in the air, Qiye smiled and stretched out his right hand again, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "What's going on." ”

However, it's really interesting, except for the wrong occasion, I'm still that Sword Cultivator Ye Qi!

At this time, Qiye felt that he had returned to the past, that period of nostalgic righteous path sword cultivation career.

It was his youth that had been robbed of him.