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In March, the peach blossoms are in full swing.

Cultivation grounds.

Zhu Yu sacrificed the "Star Sword", the sword was like a dragon, cutting through the void and sprinkling countless bits of snow white.

The first type of "Lonely Killing" is "Thousands of Mountains and Snow".

This style came from his hand, relaxed and chic, with a boundless arrogance, but it set off an incomparable killing intent.

His opponent, the black-robed old man, used the same moves to directly confront him.

Countless spiritual powers burst in the air, rolling up a powerful hurricane of spiritual power.

In the garden outside, the peach blossoms were blown away by the hurricane and flew all over the sky.

The fragrance of flowers is bursting, the spring is strong, and in this picturesque spring scenery, Zhu Yuxun and the old man are entangled together.

"You can't lose this time!"

A strong belief in Zhu Yu's heart slowly rose.

He felt that he was in better shape than ever before, and the sword seemed to be one with him.

When his mind turns, the sword moves can continue, rushing out, the sword moves at will, and the mind and consciousness rotate, which is an infinite killing move.

He stepped on the "empty step"

The entire cultivation ground was his figure.

He is like a ghost, disappearing again and again, disappearing once, and the next moment he will appear in a place that ordinary people would never imagine.

This is almost the means of innate beings.

The difference between innate and acquired, acquired depends on spiritual power, and congenital depends on divine consciousness.

Innate beings, the divine consciousness controls a qiē, and the thought of it kills immediately.

The innate beings are more than the limits of the physical body, and the power of heaven and earth is mobilized for my use, and the essence is that the divine consciousness controls a qiē.

After hundreds of battles, Zhu Yu is no longer the rookie he used to be.

The old man in the black robe attacked, and he did not show weakness, the tip of the needle was against Mai Mang, and the two of them attacked.

From time to time, the two of them fought fast, and in an instant, the void was full of sword shadows, and the human form was almost invisible.

In turn, the two competed softly, and the sword moves were smart and weird. The figures of the two sides are constantly changing, shuttling among the layers of sword shadows like ghosts, and they pass through the ten thousand swords without injury.

The two have fought countless times and learned about each other.

Such a struggle is completely evenly matched, and there is no distinction between upper and lower.

The sword trick of "Lonely Killing" is broad and profound.

Although only three-formula is currently available. But each style has a variety of changes, and the changes of the three styles of sword moves are completely integrated, and they are easy to come by, without any stagnation, and only the current Zhuyu can do this.

"A Thousand Mountains and Flying Snow" is domineering, and a sword is sacrificed. Shrouding the sky in all directions, the sword moves are virtual and real, real and real, and there is real in the virtual, which makes people unguardable.

"Swallowing mountains and rivers" is majestic, the sword moves are fierce and fierce, and sometimes a sword falls from the sky. Piercing the void, the momentum is like Mount Tai pressing the top, and sometimes a sword suddenly appears in the back, like a surging river, unstoppable.

"A sword shocking the sky" is strange and unpredictable, the sword flashes, the sword has reached the body, and the eyes are sparkling. It is a sword piercing the heart, a sword slashing and roaring, and the next thing may be life and death.

In these three styles, the huge cultivation ground is full of swords, and in the back garden, the sky is full of flowers.

There is a sword in the flower, and the sword carries the fragrance of flowers.

It's a hearty competition.

The more the vermilion fish fights, the more it is used. The sword trick is more and more handy in his hand.

There were many sword techniques that he had never thought of, and as soon as his mind moved, these unbelievable sword moves were continuously displayed.

A flash of lightning flashed in his head. The next moment was an extremely tricky and weird sword move.

"I don't believe I can't beat you!"

Zhu Yu shouted, and the "Star Sword" slashed through the void, one sword became two, two became three, and three became infinite.

A sword is sacrificed, there are swords everywhere, and there are swords falling from the sky, hitting the opponent with the momentum of Mount Tai.

The sword suddenly disappeared, and the surrounding spiritual power coalesced, turning into a little snow-white.

An even more strange sword move suddenly appeared in front of the old man's eyes, and the white brilliance flashed and disappeared quickly.

The next moment, the sword had pierced him in the throat.

A random sword, infinite changes, three types of sword moves are contained in it, the entire void is blocked by a sword, advance is ten thousand swords through the heart, retreat is life and death.

"Haha!"

Zhu Yu raised his voice and laughed, and his divine sense instantly enveloped the surrounding area.

It seems that he is the master of this hundred zhang space.

The place where his thoughts moved, that is, the place where the sword appeared, the spiritual power in the void came at his fingertips, and the flowers in the sky, each of which seemed to be in line with his heart.

His whole being seemed to be reborn at this moment.

His body and consciousness seemed to be completely blended.

As long as he had a thought, his body would disappear in an instant, and any space within this hundred-zhang range could be reached by him.

I've never felt like this, never had it been so instantaneous.

At this time, the vermilion fish is completely invincible!

Absolutely invincible!

The black-robed old man's eternal expression seemed to move slightly.

His sword was still sharp, but ......

"Bang, bang, bang, bang......"

With the explosion of spiritual power, countless sword flowers exploded in the air.

The flowers in the sky turned into powder in an instant, and the fragrance of the flowers became stronger, but the space was already distorted.

The voices of Zhu Yu and the black-robed old man were all shrouded in the distorted space, and they didn't know whether they would win or lose......

I don't know how long it took.

Zhu Yu still stood proudly in the center of the cultivation ground.

The distorted space gradually cleared up, and the surrounding storm slowly subsided.

His "Star Sword" was already in his hand, his purple robe was fluttering, his bun was flying, and his fairy posture was elegant.

Who wins and who loses?

Zhu Yu's eyes stared at the strange storm in the sky.

The storm condensed into a whirlpool, and the center of the whirlpool was pitch black, as deep as a black hole, and it was unpredictable.

That's a sword!

The last sword!

"Click, click, click!"

A cracked sound rang out.

The "Star Sword" in Zhu Yu's hand cracked inch by inch, and the next moment, the debris fell one after another.

A star sword quickly disappeared into thin air, and the dark debris was blown away by the surrounding storm.

Is Vermilion defeated?

There was not the slightest frustration on his face.

His eyes were fixed on the eerie dark storm.

His spiritual power worked, and his divine consciousness spread out like a large net.

His breathing gradually became rapid, very rapid, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

He saw it, he saw it......

"That's a sword!"

In the midst of the eerie storm, nothing can be seen.

But Zhu Yu clearly felt that it was a "sword".

He used his senses, his senses becoming clearer and clearer, the sword dark and long. There were deep and unfathomable runes engraved on it, and Zhu Yu swore that he had never seen such a strange rune.

Even if his rune cultivation was profound, he couldn't comprehend even the slightest essence of the rune.

"What kind of sword is this?"

His consciousness turned, and he vaguely felt as if he had established some kind of strange connection with this "sword".

And then.

The storm moved slowly, and the huge whirlpool was getting closer and closer to the vermilion.

The powerful storm was more intense and fierce, and the bun of the vermilion fish was completely blown away. The robe was lifted up, and the whole person seemed to want to ride the wind.

"It's a sword!"

Zhu Yu suddenly shouted, and his eyes were about to pop out.

He had an insatiable desire in his heart to get his hands on the sword.

Certain!

His divine consciousness was running faster, and the spiritual power in the dantian rushed out, filling the surrounding void like a tide.

At this moment, he didn't have any thoughts.

Only the sword!

He was so religious. So longing, and the sword seemed to be getting closer and closer to him.

He felt that as soon as he stretched out his hand, he could take the sword for himself.

Finally, he reached out.

The "stars" in his hands had already turned to ashes, and his hands were empty at this time.

His hand finally reached into the whirlpool.

"Ah......h

A terrible scream.

The storm became even faster, and his whole body was enveloped in a powerful vortex in an instant.

He was in the middle of the storm.

A great pain enveloped him, and every layer of skin was like a pinprick pain.

This feeling is even more unbearable than the unbearable pain of the breakthrough of the "Chaos Open Group Diagram". It's definitely beyond the limits of what the physical body can endure.

"Oh my God, what's going on?"

He felt his consciousness gradually blur, and his physical body seemed to have been crushed by the storm, because he could no longer feel the existence of his physical body at all.

The so-called disappearance of life and death is nothing more than the annihilation of the physical body and the dissipation of consciousness.

At this time, the physical body has been annihilated, and the consciousness is on the verge of collapse and dissipation.

"Is this going to die?"

This thought rose in Zhu Yu's heart.

But Xun, this thought was annihilated.

Because he can still "see" the "sword" that is dark and mysterious to the extreme.

All his consciousness is locked on this "sword". Until consciousness gradually dissolves and finally loses.

When the vermilion fish woke up again.

All of them were calm.

There was a silver moon hanging in the sky, and he was alone in the empty cultivation ground.

The night was quiet, and the only sound that could be heard was the whistling of the waves in the distance.

"What just happened?"

Zhu Yu introspected himself, there was no abnormality, and there was no problem with the operation of his body's spiritual power. The divine consciousness is still strong, and the physical body is ...... The flesh is still strong, stronger than before.

He frowned slightly.

The next moment, his face turned white. The whole person was stunned.

He looked inward again.

Hara!

There...... There was a dark whirlpool there, whirling and stirring up storms, which ...... Isn't this the whirlpool that came out before?

"This is a sword?"

Countless thoughts instantly turned through Zhu Yu's mind, and a message popped into his mind: "Sword Fetus".

To the sword tire!

Innate sword fetus!

Oh my God, I broke through the innate one?

Zhu Yu was stupefied by this sudden thought, and his hands and feet were cold.

Innate sword cultivation, the dantian warms the sword fetus, and its flying sword is transformed by the sword fetus.

The sword tire is warmed until it enters the realm of emptiness.

Once you enter the void and comprehend the natal flying sword, the sword fetus is no longer a fetus, but the supreme existence of the natal magic weapon.

As soon as he thought of this, Zhu Yu's thoughts worked, and he stretched out his hand.

A pitch-black sword appeared in the palm of his hand.

His thoughts moved again, and he sacrificed the flying sword, and the flying sword became larger in the wind, and a cold and solemn aura instantly filled the void.

Zhu Yu looked at this sword in a daze, this ...... This is a flying sword transformed by the innate sword fetus.

A wave of ecstasy quickly occupied his heart, congenital! congenital! really congenital !!! [there are still four votes left to add more, and it will be four hundred soon! brothers, come on!]