Chapter 043: Sharpening the Sword
There has never been such a scene in Hanging Sword Mountain for thousands of years.
Not only the starry sky that appeared in the boundless darkness of the sword, but also the owner of this sword......
The first peerless Tianjiao who stepped on everyone's glory and dreams with the body of a woman.
She is Jiang Xuexi, indifferent and unkind, when everyone once suspected that there was no martial arts in her consciousness, she told everyone with her amazing swordsmanship......
The reason why she Jiang Xuexi is called the Jiang Sword Master is because of the invincible and invincible swordsmanship, as for the world, she doesn't understand, and she doesn't have time to waste on it!
Since his debut, this peerless immortal shadow known as Jiang Jianzhu's white-clothed Shengxue, a female streamer, has gradually established his position as a candidate for the sect master through one second kill battle after another.
When the brilliant starry sky appeared above the canyon of life and death like a blessing from the gods, making everyone gaze at it, a peerless fairy shadow in white clothes stepped into the sky, indifferently passing by everyone.
She didn't look at the people.
This amazing gesture that made everyone's expressions freeze slowly turned into an eternal phantom, even if it later dissipated in the wind, it finally caused the fiery fire of all the Hanging Sword Mountain disciples in the canyon!
At this moment, countless disciples questioned in their hearts, how could a seven-foot man let a female stream step under his feet, and a deep and increasingly strong battle intent burned violently.
Fight, fight, fight in the sky!
Hanging Sword Mountain, above the peak.
A middle-aged man in a green shirt, with his hands behind his back, and a mysterious sword weapon covered with black cloth hanging on his back, stared at the beautiful starry sky that suddenly appeared in the direction of the canyon of life and death with a calm face, and did not say a word.
In the end, he whispered in a very apologetic tone: "The ancestors of Hanging Sword Mountain are on top, and the disciples of the nineteenth generation are in charge of Jiang Shili.
Under the disciple in charge, this generation is a female disciple who is amazingly talented, which is something that has never been done in a thousand years, and I don't know what the ending will be derived in the end......
But there was a little unexpected surprise, under the stimulation of this female disciple, the previous stagnant cultivation atmosphere of my Hanging Sword Mountain was being broken by something called competitiveness......
This time in the Red Moon Heavenly Pride Meeting, my Hanging Sword Mountain must reverse the decline of the past, defeat the Upper Eight Sects from the front, and let my ninth Hanging Sword Mountain, be the first sequence of kings, and return to the top!"
Jiang Shili, a middle-aged sword cultivator in a green shirt, stared at the bright and beautiful starry sky, and whispered, with a flick of his hand, the beautiful starry sky that destroyed the fog of the canyon because of the amazing sword qi was gently annihilated, and returned to the Nine Heavens Star River.
In this atmosphere of cultivation frenzy detonated by that peerless immortal shadow, the flow of time was quietly forgotten by everyone.
The sky was cloudy, and when a gentle ray of light fell from a height of 90,000 zhang, it immediately showed a terrifying speed, driving away all the darkness and loneliness with that kind of heat that was actually very hot.
The outer gate Lin evil, the life and death decision of the outer gate Lin Lianyue, finally began!
In the surging and expectant frenzy, suddenly changing figures appeared, one after another, and quickly formed a terrifying sea of people.
Everyone stared at the entrance of the Canyon of Life and Death, a ring that spanned an area of about 100 zhang between the two high sword peaks.
Later, the life-and-death duel begins there.
"Lin Lianyue is here!"
I don't know who in the crowd exclaimed, and in that shock, a bewitching figure in a red dress like blood, embraced by the fanatical front and back of the Yunshui Lin family, came with a cold and arrogant attitude.
Everyone stared deeply at Lin Lianyue, and when they saw the terrifying aura on her body, the hidden mysterious momentum, as if they were about to destroy the world around her.
In the late stage of the ninth turn of quenching, she is here!
Seeing her cultivation posture so fast, the eyes of the disciples of the outer sect froze, and in a short period of time, she actually transferred from the eighth stage of the quenching body to the late stage of the ninth transformation of the quenching body, and she was only one step away from being able to touch the qi change......
Quenching the body for nine turns is still mortal, as soon as he enters the qi and steps on the immortal path, Lin Lianyue immediately reached the realm of breaking away from the mortal dust and touching the martial arts immortal road, which countless people are haunted by.
Terrible!
Lin Lianyue's side, there was a handsome young man in brocade clothes, the young man showed a haughty posture from beginning to end, this inexplicable arrogance made people unhappy, but after discovering his cultivation, more than ninety percent of the disciples gasped deeply.
It's a gas change, and a gas change is a three-way change!
This brocade-clothed young man walked with a haughty attitude, during which he only greeted some inner disciples, as for those outer disciples, he also squinted his eyes, and under the change of qi, ants !!
Lin Lianyue said softly: "Brother Tietu, that Lin Xie will definitely die!"
Tie Tu, the brocade-clothed young man, nodded, and said with a cold smile: "The Nine-Turn Xuanyu Pill with eighty percent medicinal power is very precious, Lianyue, the sky outside the Hanging Sword Mountain is very good, but you have to go to the qi change first."
When it comes to qi change, you will be able to practice my family's Yin and Yang Technique with Brother Tu, and after learning that technique, you and I will go to the Purple Mansion within three years!!"
Tie Tu warmly stroked Lin Lianyue's cheek, patted her waist lightly with one hand, and motioned for her to go up, while he carried his hands behind his back, occupying an area that was not hidden under the crowd of black-clothed warriors who suddenly appeared.
A black-clothed warrior at the head appeared like a ghost, bent down and lowered his head and hugged his fists and said: "Young master, the net of heaven and earth has been laid, if Lin Xie wins the girl of the moon, he will definitely die today." ”
Tie Tu waved his hand and said casually: "I heard that he has turned seven times, and his strength can barely be seen, but in front of the invincible combat power of Liyue who is about to change his breath, he is like an ant and cannot live." ”
Suddenly remembering something, Tie Tu whispered in disbelief: "What the hell was it that day, I sent an ambush to encircle and suppress the iron guards of the Lin Xie Hui Sect, and they actually disappeared silently. This matter is like a puzzle, and he still does not understand.
But Lin Xie will definitely die!
Time is like a finger twisting, swimming like quicksand, a pillar of incense time has passed, Lin Xie has not yet appeared from the canyon of life and death, but Lin Lianyue is already standing on the platform of life and death where the two sword peaks are connected!
Taking a deep breath, Lin Lianyue mocked coldly: "Lin Xie, the decisive moment has come, what's the matter, are you shrinking into it?!"
No one responded, and for a moment all sorts of speculation emerged from this strange atmosphere, a kind of mockery that slowly rose up......
This kind of mockery, but in the mist of the canyon, a cool sound of sharpening the sword suddenly sounded, and in the harsh and ugly grinding sound of the sword weapon and the rubbing sound of the dipping bluestone, this state lasted for thirty breaths.
Thirty breaths later, the ugly and piercing sound of sharpening the sword stopped, and a crisp sound of the sword being drawn into the sheath sounded, and a moment later, the black-clothed figure holding the scabbard in his right hand and carrying a cold bow on his body came very unexpectedly and calmly in the atmosphere of anticipation and mockery and anticipation.