"That's enough!" The blood-dripping spear in Shangguan Jin's hand suddenly drew out a spiritual power, the tip of the spear pointed at Zhang Ziyu, the gaze of the Yin Eagle Falcon, and glared at him angrily, "I don't care if you are a human or a sword spirit, today, you don't want to take away the dancing butterfly, let alone the idea of fighting a famous sword." ”

"That's right, unless you walk by on our corpses!" Nie Chongtian shook the demon refining pot in his hand, and thousands of spiritual powers condensed, forming a portal, and he shouted, and his posture was also blocking the way of Zhang Ziyu and Dancing Butterfly.

Zhang Ziyu helped the dancing butterfly and walked over step by step, his cold face was grinning, "Tut...... Stepping on your corpses? Can I understand that you are too unconfident in yourself and too much in me?

He had a contemptuous look on his face, for these masters of the Three Realms, the appearance of this young and handsome young man, unruly, and his eyebrows were full of heroic energy, which really shocked them a lot.

"You ......" Shangguan Jin gritted his steel teeth with anger, "You will pay the price of blood for this sentence!"

Zhang Ziyu's eyebrows sank, and he was still smiling, "A manly man, blood does not shed tears." I ......" he deliberately paused slightly, and glanced at Shangguan Jin and Nie Chongtian with a pair of tiger eyes, "I like the smell of blood, which is far more stimulating to my eyes than the smoke of the battlefield." However, I can assure you that it will not be me who will shed the blood, but you!"

"What an arrogant tone, do you know who we are?" Nie Chongtian straightened his waist and shook the signature weapon "Demon Refining Pot" in his hand, among the Three Realms, no one knows about the Demon Refining Pot, and no one knows.

However, Zhang Ziyu didn't bother to take a look, and said with a sneering smile: "I don't care what kind of cat or dog you are, or what kind of monkey you invite to tease." Or, if you hold a urinal in my way and want to threaten me, then, I tell you unceremoniously, I will give you no chance to regret it!"

As soon as the words came out, everyone present was shocked in their hearts, is this young man crazy?

Among the Three Realms, who dares to despise the demon refining pot in Nie Chongtian's hand, unless he is tired of life, otherwise, no one dares to be bold enough to take his life to collide with Nie Chongtian.

Even Wu Die was surprised, this young man who was transformed into a sword spirit couldn't be a man with a water in his head, right? Even she was afraid of Nie Chongtian and Shangguan Jin, did he really not know the height of the sky?

As soon as Zhang Ziyu's voice fell, his hand clenched the hilt of the sword, and the Chengying Sword in his hand condensed a strong spiritual power, which seemed to be in the same breath as his body, and every trace of breath wandering in the blade was like the beating of his heart.

The muscles on Nie Chongtian's face were twisting and twitching, and the palm of his hand urged the spiritual power, and he sacrificed the pagoda-like demon refining pot, and above the endless void, the huge demon refining pot phantom turned into thousands of changes, enveloping Zhang Ziyu.

Zhang Ziyu's wrist sank, the spiritual power came from the dantian, the sword shot fiercely, the Chengying sword was like a dragon, the sword qi was like a rainbow, the sword swept away, "bang", above the void, the sword collided with the demon refining pot, electric light and flint, and sparks were everywhere.

The shadow of the sword swayed, echoing in the endless void, winding the demon refining pot, as if he was holding a kite in his hand, shaking the demon refining pot and heading towards Nie Chongtian himself.

Nie Chongtian was taken aback, and in a hurry, he unloaded his spiritual power, silently recited the trick, and took the demon refining pot in his hand.

However, as soon as he took it in his hand, the demon refining pot was shining brightly, and it burned with a "bang", like a blazing furnace, scorching extremely hot, making Nie Chongtian jump up, hurriedly withdraw his hand, and threw the demon refining pot out.

And the gushing power shook his chest, and in his chest, the waves were suddenly surging, the blood flowed backwards, and he opened his mouth to "wow" and spewed out a mouthful of red blood, a pale face, and a pair of eyes of disbelief, looking at Zhang Ziyu.

Zhang Ziyu smiled playfully, "How's that?"

"You...... Who are you?" Nie Chongtian was dumbfounded, and he no longer dared to underestimate Zhang Ziyu, and even everyone present did not dare to make a rash move, after all, his move was to hit Nie Chongtian hard, one of the most famous masters in the Three Realms.

"Who am I?" hiss...... You can't be joking with me, are you?" Zhang Ziyu's eyebrows flashed, and he glanced at Nie Chongtian and Shangguan Jin, and then said, "You have tracked all the way, and in order to seize your selfish desires, you will do whatever it takes. Aren't so many people dealing with a woman here to seize the famous sword? I tell you, I am the famous sword, and the sword in my hand is called the 'Chengying Sword', no, I am a famous sword spirit, and it's not right, my name is Zhang Ziyu, hehe, yes, Zhang Ziyu!"

"Zhang Ziyu?" Everyone looked at each other, and there was a lot of discussion, all searching in their minds, in the Three Realms, there was a young man named "Zhang Ziyu", holding a famous sword, and he was a blockbuster.

But after thinking about it for a while, no one had a result, and in the Three Realms, no one had heard of a young master named "Zhang Ziyu", so who was he?

The answer is: no one knows.

"Hehe, I guess you must be racking your brains to think, who is this young Zhang Ziyu?" Zhang Ziyu glanced at those Three Realms masters contemptuously, "Don't think about it, Zhang Ziyu, there was no such person in the Three Realms before." However, from now on, these three words of Zhang Ziyu will be your nightmare and will be deeply imprinted in your hearts. ”

Everyone was stunned again, and they all took a few steps back.

Dancing Butterfly stumbled a few steps, almost fell, and said softly: "Sword Spirit, I don't want to see their ugly faces, take me away." ”

"Yes!" Zhang Ziyu nodded vigorously, "Butterfly Girl, I'll take you away!"

After speaking, he supported the dancing butterfly and walked forward.

Shangguan Jin took a step forward, blocked the blood-dripping spear in the air, and shouted: "Stop, you don't want to leave today!"

Zhang Ziyu was also empty in his heart, because although he knew that he had crossed into a sword spirit, he must have some "golden fingers", so he was arrogant and arrogant.

Under the battle with Nie Chongtian, the Chengying Sword bloomed with a dazzling sword, and Nie Chongtian was defeated with one move. He is even more sure that he must have absolutely powerful power.

So, in the face of the "blood dripping gun" Shangguan Jindi's interception, he smiled coldly and said disappreciatively: "You really think that you are holding a burning stick, that is...... Is it Lu Bu? Bah, good dogs don't get in the way, I advise you, it's better to dodge, hum!"

"Boy, don't think that holding chicken feathers can be used as an arrow, when Lao Tzu is crisscrossing the Three Realms, I'm afraid that you are still wearing open crotch pants. If you dare to take another step, I'll have one more hole in my body. "Shangguan Jin condensed the spiritual power of the blood spilling spear, revealing an incomparably cold aura, which made people feel a little suffocating.

Zhang Ziyu sighed "sigh", and said faintly: "What I hate most in my life is my grandson's pretending to be a fork, do you think you really have the ability to stop me?

Shangguan Jin was enraged, completely enraged, from Zhang Ziyu's defeat of Nie Chongtian with a sword, and even from Zhang Ziyu's arrogant tone of provocation, he was holding back the fire in his stomach, and this time he was provoked by Zhang Ziyu's words, and he was even more angry.

The blood-dripping spear in his hand drew an arc, and the tip of the spear shook, and with a whistling sound, it stabbed straight at Zhang Ziyu.

Zhang Ziyu swept the sword horizontally, and a sword light was devoured, and the light blue sword qi formed a barrier cyclone, and the bullet was about to go away.

"Bang!"

With a dull loud bang, the sword qi swept away the breath of the blood lance, sending Shangguan Jinzhen flying down to the cliff.

Zhang Ziyu lowered his face gloomily and smiled at the dancing butterfly, "Dancing butterfly girl, how is it?

Butterfly glanced at him and muttered, "Are you proud?"

"Hehe, the hero saves the beauty, the sword hero, how majestic!" Zhang Ziyu held the dancing butterfly and jumped down towards the endless void, sacrificed his spirit, flew in the sky, and broke out of the encirclement.

When Shangguan Jin, Nie Chongtian and other masters of the Three Realms came back to their senses, they saw that between the clouds, the backs of Zhang Ziyu and Wudie gradually passed away, even if they wanted to chase them, it was too late.

Shangguan Jin clenched his fists, beat his chest and scolded fiercely: "Raised by a son of a bitch, no matter the ends of the world, Lao Tzu must find you and break your corpses into thousands of pieces to vent the hatred in my heart." ”

Nie Chongtian nodded and sighed, "Brother Shangguan, the famous sword is already within reach, but who knew that a young master was killed halfway, and all the previous efforts were wasted." But I don't know what the origin of this 'Zhang Ziyu' boy is?"

"Could it really be a famous sword spirit?" Shangguan Jin condensed his eyebrows and thought deeply.

Nie Chongtian paused: "In the early years, I saw some ancient fragments, saying that this sword has a sword spirit, can be transformed into a sword cultivator, once he enters the sword cultivation, he will practice the supreme sword technique, and the supreme realm is called the 'Holy Dao Realm', but it is ......"

"But what?" Shangguan Jin asked curiously.

Nie Chongtian said in a low voice: "However, entering the sword cultivation and extinguishing the love relationship, there have always been people who have been able to practice this supreme sword realm. ”

"Entering the sword cultivation and extinguishing the relationship?hiss~ Then you say, what is the relationship between this young man and the dancing butterfly?" Shangguan Jin asked again.

Nie Chongtian shook his head, looked at the figure in the distance, and sighed.

The dripping rain, at this time, actually stopped, the sky was clear, blue and cloudless, as far as the eye could see, above the sky, the scorching sun was in the sky, scorching all worlds.

The realm of desire is the general name of hell, hungry ghosts, animals, Shura, the human world and the six heavens of desire. In this realm, sentient beings are greedy for food, sex, sleep, and other desires.

The whole mountains and rivers of the desire realm, the scrolls are stretched out in the eyes of Zhang Ziyu and dancing butterflies, mountains, rivers, and thousands of ethnic groups, whether it is hell, hungry ghosts, livestock, or Shura, the world, and the six desires, they are all intricate.

This is a magical realm, which opened Zhang Ziyu's eyes, as long as he is far away from the face of the fat woman in charge, every qiē is so beautiful.

He and the dancing butterfly unloaded their spiritual power, landed lightly at the door of a vermilion lacquer mansion, pushed the door open, and walked in.