The psychedelic world, the strange space, the statues of peerless swordsmen are erected in the misty space, and they cannot reach the sky or the ground.

I don't know how long it has been, these statues have been shrouded in a mysterious fog, and have not been eroded for half a minute, just like new carvings, eternal and eternal!

The sword intent in the statue is faint, and with a little contact, you can perceive the horror in it, which makes people dare not tempt lightly.

Inexplicably, Mu Weiming felt cold, he remembered the seal of the Nameless Sword Emperor, there were also many statues of swordsmen there, but in comparison, there were far fewer statues here, and the sword intent was far less powerful than here.

Or rather, terrible!

Who are these statues carved and who do they represent?

Mu Weiming, who has read the "Sword Domain Name Directory", walked in it, trying to distinguish one from the other, but he didn't know any of them, and none of these swordsmen were on the Who's Who List.

But the strange thing is that the sword intent looming in these statues is related to the inheritance of the various sects of the Sword Domain, except for the sects of the individual inheritance of the broken sword, which is unrecognizable.

"Qinglian Sword Intent!"

"Ethereal Sword Intent!"

"Haoyue Sword Intent!"

"Dustless Sword Intent!"

"Xuanlong Sword Intent!"

Mu Weiming stopped in front of the statue of Haoyue Sword Intent, looking at this young man, he seemed to look through the eternity, and saw that in the endless starry sky, a round of Haoyue hung high in the void, sprinkling bright moonlight.

"Why do I feel familiar with you? The sword techniques you and I practice are not the same!"

Doubts lingered, Mu Weiming stared at this statue for a long, long time, and just when he had a flash of inspiration and a breakthrough, with a bang, a sword qi shot out!

Damn it!

Purple rays burst out, and the cold light swept away the sword qi!

Mu Weiming's face was cold, and he looked in the direction where the sword qi was launched, but saw that the fog had dispersed. Out of the figure of the ink rain.

"Are you looking for death?"

If there was no need, Mu Weiming didn't want to take Hua Moyu's life, after all, she had always been a disciple of Nanjian Pavilion, and Dongfang Xi, who she liked, was killed by him again.

However, if Hua Moyu still wants to be a killer when he doesn't know Mu Weiming's identity, he won't be able to complain about his reputation as a demon cultivator!

Cutting grass to eradicate the roots, this principle, Mu Weiming agreed, but he has always been unwilling to follow, unless it is like today.

"Demon Dao Demon. Everybody's got it!"

The righteousness of what Hua Moyu said was awe-inspiring, the fast sword killed Mu Weiming, and the many mysteries of the sword of the upper realm were fully displayed, but in front of Mu Weiming, who had fought with the sword of the upper realm many times, Hua Moyu's sword was too immature.

Cold light purple rays!

The purple light burst out, the cold light was dazzling, and the flower ink rain in the air realized how ridiculous she was in front of Mu Weiming.

One move, just one move!

The Huamo rain offensive frustrated, and the sword qi dissipated. Several extremely cold freezing qi pierced into her body in an instant, freezing her muscles, vitality, and internal organs, and what was even more terrifying was that she could clearly hear the sound of her body freezing.

Suddenly, a hand was placed on her shoulder. The invasion of the extremely cold and freezing air suddenly stopped, and Hua Moyu maintained the posture of stabbing out the long sword, trembling, wanting to speak. But I felt like I couldn't say a word.

"Do you think you're too weak?" Mu Weiming chuckled, "Ha, not long ago." I feel the same way. It's a pity that I have luck, but you don't, this seat will not let people who are murderous to me live, especially in the name of the so-called righteous path, you are not worthy!"

Hua Moyu trembled, with infinite fear and humiliation in her eyes, especially when Mu Weiming walked in front of her and slowly moved her hand down from her neck.

When he was about to reach the ditch, Mu Weiming withdrew his finger and said with a smile: "Suddenly remembering that I made the mistake of talking too much about the villain, I think you may think that this is an opportunity, and you feel that you are going to be saved." ”

Shout!

Mu Weiming held the purple jade lantern in his hand, retreated ten zhang away, and a fierce Upper Realm sword qi shot out from the place where he was standing just now.

"Light rain!"

Dongfang Jue appeared beside Hua Moyu with a burst of tears, glanced at Mu Weiming resentfully, and after swinging a sword qi, he put a palm on Hua Moyu's shoulder, and fled thousands of miles away in an instant.

Mu Weiming moved the purple jade lantern, sprinkled a cold light, blocked the sword qi, watched the two of them escape, and did not pursue: "Ha, I think this may give you the illusion again, except for the Little Extreme North Heavenly Palace, who else can save you?"

Dongfang Jue, who was running away with the flower ink rain at great speed, suddenly felt a chill on his palm, and an extremely cold and freezing intent was frantically invading his body, forcing him to stop retreating.

"Light rain, you see, this is the sound of snowflakes blooming. ”

Childhood memories began to retrace, the young Dongfang Xi stood in the snow and condensed a crystal snowflake with his newly learned Taoism, and sent it to the innocent Hua Moyu, and the little girl looked happy and worshipped.

Is this the sound of snowflakes blooming?

Hua Moyu sensed the sound of frost condensation in her body, revealing a smile of joy, frozen by the condensed frost.

"Light rain!"

Dongfang Jue looked at the ice sculpture in front of him, burst into tears, and couldn't help but look up to the sky and howl.

Thousands of shouldn't, never should, he shouldn't let Hua Moyu test Mu Weiming, let alone believe in the so-called legend of the Sword of the Upper Realm.

What Three Realms Sword, what Sword Domain Legend Sword Technique, why can't even a Demon Dao cultivator in the late Yuan Infant be killed on the Kunxu Star where the end of the law has descended, it's really ridiculous!

If Mu Weiming knew Dongfang Jue's heart at this time, he would definitely sneer again and not make an evaluation.

No one bothered, Mu Weiming once again looked at the sculpture of the young swordsman with Haoyue sword intent, this Haoyue sword intent has a good affinity for him, under the influence of this Haoyue sword intent, the Qinglian sword intent and the void sword intent in his body began to naturally speed up, but it was not a confrontation, but a very mysterious and very friendly exchange, which made him feel a lot.

What's even more incredible is that the extremely cold lamp element in his body suddenly skyrocketed, putting him in a wonderful ethereal realm, and gently probing forward, the abnormal changes in the purple mansion protruded, and the cold light source was suddenly embedded in the sword grid of the baby sword, and in an instant, a green lotus slowly bloomed under the sword of the original god, and the baby sword was full of light, overflowing, purple qi was shining, and the powerful sword intent spread from Mu Weiming's body.

At this moment, the purple jade lantern was ownerless, emitting infinite cold light to envelop Mu Weiming, covering up the terrifying sword intent, so that outsiders did not dare to peep.

In the distance, a high-level monk sensed this powerful aura and probed over here, and the cold light that his divine sense had just approached was frozen in an instant, and the cold was directly terrifying from the air, thousands of times more terrifying than Mu Weiming's personal urging.

The monk who had suffered immediately cut off his divine consciousness and fled as fast as he could, not daring to approach, except that something terrible had appeared in this place.

There are also some monks who don't know the height of the sky and the thickness of the earth don't believe it, and they come to investigate, because they are too close, and they are frozen into ice sculptures on the spot.

With these examples, the monks of later generations no longer dared to approach the area of the cold sun.

However, some observant monks found that although many things in the area were frozen by the cold, only the statues of the swordsmen were unaffected in the slightest, and they were as good as new.

"These statues are all the great powers of the Sword Domain in the past, I wonder why they are here?" asked a white-clothed scholar from the Confucian Sect.

"It is rumored that some ancient sword sects will use sword tablets or sword pills to inherit high-level sword techniques, and the use of statues to inherit is only in legends, and these statues are very likely to be left by the ancient power of the sword domain, in order to one day pass on the sword skills. If ......" a middle-aged bearded sword idiot remembered something and exclaimed excitedly.

"The Sword of the Three Realms from 300,000 years ago may have been spread here. An old man in gray with an ancient sword on his back said.

"I understand, that cold light is not some terrible existence, but someone is accepting the hidden kendo inheritance inside the statue!" The eyes of the young sword cultivator with a face like jade lit up, and he immediately began to carefully probe the statue beyond the cold light with his divine sense, hoping to find a sword path suitable for his inheritance, if he could get it, he would not have a problem smiling and proud of the entire Kunxu cultivation realm.

Other monks who were lucky enough to come here also began to find a statue that suited them, but only a few swordsmen from the first-class sword sect of the Sword Domain were unmoved, and it would be ridiculous if the ancient sword inheritance of the Sword Domain was really so easy to obtain.

For those ancient sword inheritances, they were warned when they became core disciples in the sect, the inheritance conditions of these sword techniques are all extremely harsh, and even specially prepared for those with special physiques and special circumstances.

They just left here after watching the changes in the cold light in front of them intently, if there is a suitable kendo inheritance, it will cause the sword intent in their bodies to resonate as soon as possible, since there is none, there will be no gain from staying here.

But who could it be?

There is a guess that this person is Mu Weiming, the chief of the Qinglian Twelve Palace Trials, the immortal wizard who has been cultivating the true Kunxu for ten thousand years, and the future giant of the Demon Dao, and he is the only one who uses such an extremely cold light with the breath of death, and the others have not heard of anyone cultivating this kind of magic trick.

Suddenly, a round of Haoyue rose from the huge cold light, and the warm sword intent swept in all directions like moonlight flowing water, although this Haoyue sword intent did not have any killing intent, it still made the countless sword cultivators present feel palpitations, this should not be the sword intent stored in the human world, this is the immortal sword intent!

The high-level swordsmen of the Sword Domain who sensed this sword intent were all excited, and at the same time, they felt extremely small, what kind of realm did they have to reach to have such a powerful sword intent?

Is this the realm of kendo to be pursued in the future?!

The bright moon was shining, and several high-level swordsmen who had died to the distraction period vaguely saw that the light and shadow of a young swordsman in this round of Haoyue was practicing swordsmanship, and there were six styles of swords, all of which were the peak of the human world, and the sword moves of the Immortal Dao, a few people who watched were fascinated, and even two of them broke through the suffocation of the sword that had been imprisoned for nearly three thousand years on the spot.

However, before the young man in the bright moon finished playing the sword, suddenly, the blazing white extremely cold light bloomed, enveloping the entire round of Haoyue, and the sword cultivators who watched the sword performance suddenly snorted, and they all looked at this terrible extremely cold light group angrily, temporarily retreating. (To be continued......)