Although there were no ten thousand swords flying and sword qi roaring, the danger of the three swords just now was no less than any of Fang Zhuo's previous battles!

Battles are often the difference between life and death, but the danger is not always obvious. The three swords just now seem to be unremarkable, the two of you come and go, one attack and one defend, and they change positions with each other. But this attack and defense have great power!

The sword attacked by the white-haired old man, although it was not fire, but it also had the heart of the school examination. He really wanted to try to see if this kid who forced himself to parry the sword again and again had real materials. As for what entry will not be entered, whether it will wake this opponent from the epiphany entry, the old man has long been unable to care.

Three sword intents in a row fused into one, and the white-haired old fox watched his opponent's sword intent climb one big step at a time, the kind of envy, jealousy, hatred, and unbelievable horror in his heart could be said to be the first time in thousands of years of life.

Just as the white-haired old man was tracing the route of Fang Zhuo's sword in his heart, suddenly a majestic force fell from the sky!

The white-haired old man screamed, this time it was a real scream!

His face was in a hurry, his heart was beating like a drum, and he almost turned around and ran away!

What kind of force is this?!

The coercion is like heaven and prison, like an abyss, and the old fox suddenly feels that even the shocking catastrophe he faced when he broke through the transformation of the Yuan Infant did not have such a majestic and domineering might!

Tianwei!

The white-haired old fox held back his trembling legs and mustered up the courage to look hard.

I saw that at this moment, the Songfeng Building suddenly became transparent. He could see through the layers of thick, hard planks. Seen on the top floor of the building. A young man in his twenties stood calmly with a face.

The long sword with the eight stars was usually held in his arms in an almost hugging posture. It was from this sword that a wave of drumming breath erupted!

The white-haired old man determined the source of this coercion at a glance, but he couldn't imagine that even if it was the transformation of the Thunder Tribulation Heavenly Might, he had carried it hard, why did he tremble before this coercion?

It was a horror from the depths of the soul, from instinctive fear, from surrender in the blood!

Almost a little, this big demon at the top of the Yuan Infant was about to pounce and kneel. Go and worship this young man at the top of this sword!

"This is the way of great might!" Monk Shan Ke screamed, staring at the fragments of the Heavenly Halberd that were pulled by the Xuanwu True Monarch's Qi Machine, and couldn't help but say: "These methods of your Taoist are really magical. Monk, I don't feel that it is difficult for me to take this power of virtue, or even break this power of virtue, but if I want to draw out this power of virtue and turn it into divine will, it is absolutely impossible. Gee. ”

This old guy who has no monk's temperament looked at the fragments of the heavenly halberd that shimmered slightly, his mouth was slurking, and all kinds of envy, jealousy and hatred kept flashing in his eyes.

Xuanwu Zhenjun was expressionless. All he could give Fang Zhuo was the cold sword intent. But Fang Zhuo had a Heavenly Halberd fragment in his body!

The power of the Heavenly Halberd, that was the first powerful divine weapon of the Heavenly Court in the past. The one in charge of this divine weapon is the real god of war! His Weide Dao is above all living beings, so that he can hold the heavenly halberd in his hand and conquer the four domains!

Regardless of the sword, gun, sword and halberd, although the moves are different, the matching mental spells are different, but if it reaches the level of "meaning", it is the same way, and there is no difference.

Therefore, Xuanwu Zhenjun did not hesitate to spend his divine thoughts to guide the domineering intent contained in the fragments of the Heavenly Halberd, and refined it through his own sword intent, and poured it into Fang Zhuo's sword intent!

As for how much Fang Zhuo can learn from it later, it still depends on Fang Zhuo's fortune. However, since the Heavenly Halberd Fragment had already recognized Fang Zhuo, it could be regarded as having been refined by Fang Zhuo. In this case, it was equivalent to Fang Zhuo being recognized by the Wangjian Inheritance. Fang Zhuo's use of the Tyranny Intent would not be stopped by the Heavenly Halberd Fragments, even if it was borrowed, it would be an extremely terrifying force!

The white-haired old fox's heart was rolling in anger at this moment, and he was completely shocked by Fang Zhuo!

Fang Zhuo, on the other hand, was completely immersed in the process of sword intent condensation. At this moment, every corner of this entire Songfeng Tower, every inch and every minute of the spirituality contained in it suddenly became extremely active! Streams of spiritual breath were released, cooperating with Fang Zhuo's sword intent surging, boiling, whistling, and even carnival!

Fang Zhuo felt the subtle changes in all this, it seemed that at this moment, his sword intent had soaked into this tall wooden building, and it also seemed that this wooden building had already merged with his own sword.

At this moment, Fang Zhuo had an extremely grotesque feeling as if this wooden building was the sword in his hand!

It's weird.

However, Fang Zhuo didn't have the heart to study the mystery, he was trying his best to feel the process of sword intent surging and slowly condensing into shape.

The icy cold sword intent originated from the one-yuan heavy water, with a trace of coldness drawn from the one-yuan heavy water water spirit sword; and the extreme killing sword intent came from one's own consciousness, and there was no need to borrow the sword inheritance at all; the sharp sword intent was in the extreme killing sword intent, and it had been completely integrated with the extreme killing sword intent; now there was suddenly a majestic and domineering spirit!

This majestic aura rushed into Fang Zhuo's sword intent with an unstoppable momentum, and then tumbled and rolled in, unceremoniously fused into it!

Fang Zhuo didn't need to deliberately explore, he already knew that this incomparable power came from the Heavenly Halberd Fragment.

Not only that, but there is another kind of force. Spirituality, to be precise. This spirituality came from all directions, surging vividly in Fang Zhuo's sword intent. It is the fusion of this spirituality with one's own sword intent that allows these mixed sword intent to be integrated without hindrance, and there is no conflict, and the feeling is so smooth and natural.

The countless stars in the sky, the air outside the body and the dust particles in the air, every inch of the restaurant under your feet, whether it is a huge and heavy wooden board or a delicate and small tea set, are all contributing their own spirituality. At this moment, Fang Zhuo felt that within this area, he was the master! Everything was centered on himself, running, and stirring!

The white-haired old man was shocked and saw the sword intent transformation in front of Fang Zhuo slowly appear again. And the coercion that made him tremble and tremble suddenly converged into the sword.

The original silver-gray sword body had eight large stars, and the sword body was slightly shorter than the ordinary long sword, but it looked thick and simple. However, now the sword suddenly changed, its color was pale purple, and there were faint streams of starlight flowing and flickering in the purple rays. The starlight of the eight big stars at this moment also faintly appeared purple, and the light was luxurious and majestic.

Sword Cheng!

Fang Zhuo cheered in his heart, and he urged his consciousness to turn into a sword, and it was done!

The previous three swords were more of a sword intent that automatically converged and formed, and it was also a self-counterattack by the sword intent being stimulated by the white-haired old man. This is a manifestation of sword intent channeling.

However, this time, it was completely done by Fang Zhuo on his own!

The success of this sword intent transformation means that Fang Zhuo's sword intent has truly succeeded in transforming into a sword intent!

Fang Zhuo was overjoyed, completely forgetting that he was able to have all this entirely because of the white-haired old man who had accidentally rushed into Songfeng Tower today. If it weren't for his vigorous qi, if it weren't for the stimulation of his sword intent, if it weren't for his opportunity to move and greet him with his sword, Fang Zhuo wouldn't have completed his sword intent transformation under the huge coercion of his Yuan Infant Transformation at all!

However, Fang Zhuo really didn't think about this now. I have a new excellent weapon, so my first thought is to find someone to try it! Now, isn't the most suitable person to try the edge of this sword is the white-haired old man hovering on the bottom floor of Songfeng Tower?

Therefore, Fang Zhuo's mind moved, and his sword intent suddenly shook. Fang Zhuo shouted with his divine sense: "There are contacts and dealings, and there is retribution! You also take my sword!"

The white-haired old man suddenly felt that this time the sword momentum was different from the past, and the fear and terror in his heart had not yet dissipated, but this sword had brought him an even greater crisis!

The white-haired old man snorted, flipped his hand, and held a short dagger in his left hand, which was the original body of the short sword that his sword qi and sword intent had transformed just now. In his right hand, he held a long, thick and fluffy white tail!

"Whew————!"

With a terrible wolf howl, a snow-white blue wolf suddenly jumped out of his dantian, and a pair of silver eyes stared at Fang Zhuo fiercely! Fang Zhuo clearly saw that there was actually a blood-red crescent-shaped mark on the forehead of this huge blue wolf!

A fox's body rushed out of a wolf's primordial spirit?

Monk Silent Ke and Xuanwu Zhenjun glanced at each other, and they didn't even smile. This is the old fox's chances. The tail in his hand was the long tail of this Blood Moon Blue Wolf, and the dagger in his hand was also made from the tail vertebrae of this Blood Moon Blue Wolf.

This old wolf is not only pure in blood, but also has already achieved cultivation. It's just that the luck is not good, and he was killed by the old monsters of the previous generations of the Shadow Fox clan, and his solid fur was naturally divided.

It's just that its cultivation essence is mostly in this tail and four claws, so it was refined into this wolf tail and four other claw-shaped weapons by the old-timers of the Shadow Fox clan.

This wolf tail only needs to be injected with sword qi, and every thin wolf hair will turn into a hard, extremely sharp and very sharp thorn! And the white-haired old fox not only cultivates to a high level, but also refines the way of the sword, and this wolf tail naturally falls into his hands.

At this moment, in the face of Fang Zhuo's all-out blow, even if he was a great realm higher than his opponent, the white-haired old man was not calm! he had no doubt that if he was not careful, he was afraid that he would be in danger of falling under the opponent's sword!

He also had the idea of escaping from this realm, but found that since Tianwei came out, this "realm" was actually integrated, and he was actually trapped!

There is no way back!

So, this sword, fight! (To be continued......

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