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Outside the city, in the vast green mountains.

"Senior, I have recovered eighty percent of my vitality in the next, can I fight with the next one?" Qingcheng Kendo stood with a sword, and looked at the young man in front of him with resolute eyes.

"How about we win or lose with one sword?" said the ninth prince as he stroked the long sword in his hand.

"Very good! My predecessors are far more powerful than my predecessors. Then today's kendo will be brave and try it with a sword!" "Qingcheng Kendo heard that there is no need to fight to the death, and the young man in front of him only said that he was delaying himself for two hours, and he should not be killed here in this situation.

Qingcheng Kendo has heard the rumors of the Sword Master of the Heavenly Sacrifice of Life and Death.

Each generation of the realm lord of the Heaven of Life and Death will sacrifice his sword and reincarnate when his limit is approaching. Before reincarnation, seal the sword path that he learned in his previous life, start from scratch, and learn the sword again, until he cultivates to the Void Realm and becomes the Lord of the Heavenly Realm of Life and Death again, he will awaken the memory of his previous life, run through what he has learned in the two lives, and then climb to the top. However, if you are still dissatisfied with the way of the sword that you have learned in this life, you will continue to sacrifice the sword with your body and devote yourself to reincarnation again.

Every time the Lord of the Heavenly Realm of Life and Death sacrifices his body to the sword, it is not 100% successful, he needs to soak his body in the reincarnation pool of the Immortal Realm for 77490 days, and endure the unbearable pain of ordinary people, until the physical body completely turns into nothingness. After the human soul of one of the three souls is completely annihilated, and then in the Xuanyin Cave of the Heaven of Life and Death, the earth soul is tormented by the reincarnation of 8864 days, tastes all the sufferings of the world, and is completely broken into nothingness, and finally the heavenly soul is put into the Tushi furnace of the Taichu Palace, and after being burned by the true fire for 9981 days, it can be completely cut off by heaven and earth before it can be successfully reincarnated and reborn in Nirvana.

It is not something that the peerless powerhouse of the first class in the world cannot do!

During the sword sacrifice, there are thousands of Vientiane demon beasts in the ancient land of China devouring the flesh in the reincarnation pool, and there are millions of resentful souls in the Xuanshen Cave that affect the mind, and the real fire in the Tushi furnace is torturing the soul all the time. If there is the slightest mistake in the three Nirvana, it will disappear and turn into one of the three thousand scoops of weak water.

Only those with great perseverance and great chance can go to the last step, break the cage of the world, and re-devote themselves to the long river of life.

Qingcheng Kendo asked himself if he had cultivated for another thousand eight hundred years before he could have the supreme consciousness to take this step like abusing himself.

And the nine princes in front of him are the reincarnation of such a heroic character in ancient China.

Qingcheng Kendo saw it for the first time, how can I keep it from panicking, and treat it with the heart of not retributing death?

"I have been cultivating swords for hundreds of years, and I have refused to fly to the upper realm. What can a mediocre person do if he succeeds in ascending? You and I know the cruelty of the cultivation world. Even if you are a talented person in the lower realm, if you ascend to the upper realm, you will be as tired as a pig and a dog to save your life. My absolute arrogance is not at ease in the outer heavens and then starting from an ant. ”

"This realm, choosing this path, is to be able to one day reign in the outer heavens, and the heroes of Weihegon. ”

"The hardships in this are not enough for outsiders. The sword attendant by my side, I won't reveal a bit. Come to the north here, meet one or two people, enlighten the Tao with a sword, bury yourself with a sword, and be able to catch your eyes slightly. ”

"Only after the defeat of what you ask for can you realize it. ”

"Absolute Immortal Sword Master, make a move!"

The eyes of the white-clothed nine princes stood proudly in the air, and their momentum was unparalleled in the world!

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In the green city, insert the heavenly city on the pool.

The strong man in the green shirt looked at the demonstration of the two jumping clowns outside the city with a smile.

One of the two contemplative powerhouses, a white-bearded old man, sneered when he saw that everyone in the city did not answer.

"Zhao Pavilion Master, who is making trouble in the Immortal Realm, is he a rat guts? After seeing that my two brothers are carrying the power of the sky, they will only keep silent, and they don't even dare to reply?"

After speaking, the white-bearded old man stroked his beard with one hand and grinned, full of mockery.

The black-bearded old man was a little steady, and his voice was not salty and said to the city: "My two brothers respect the prestige of the Zhao Pavilion Lord, but if the Zhao Pavilion Lord leaves this place to be slaughtered, my two brothers will definitely tie their hands in the coming day and go to the Sword Pavilion to plead guilty." ”

The strong man in the green shirt heard the mockery of the two people outside the city, and his qi cultivation kung fu was also excellent, and he said loudly to the outside of the city: "Who is my Dao so majestic, it turned out to be a pair of scum from the Dragon Guiding Dojo." Since the two old immortal things dare to shout in front of the master, it is better to choose a day than to hit the day, so it is better to ask for guilt today. ”

After the strong man in the green shirt finished speaking, his figure flashed out, and he returned to the city wall in a blink of an eye.

But there are two more left ears in his hand.

"Compared to the Yue Ren Sword, I prefer you to call me the Green Shirt Sword Saint!"

The ears in the hands turned into dust, and they dispersed without wind.

The two contemplative madmen who were still shouting outside the city just now, their originally smug and bloodshot faces were only a look of panic, and before they could see clearly how Zhao Yue above the city made a move, they had their left ears cut off, and at this moment when their lives hung by a thread, they didn't want to experience it a second time in this life.

"Are you still satisfied with the sins you have asked?"

The two one-eared contemplative monks were silent at this time, and they didn't dare to say anything more.

After dozens of breaths, another voice came, breaking the deadlock faced by the two.

"Brother Zhao Yue's shot is still so sharp, my brother admires and admires!"

A swordsman dressed in black came sharply, and the scimitar behind him faintly sounded the sound of a dragon's groan.

"Two wastes, don't retreat, it's embarrassing!"

The black-clothed swordsman, who had just spoken politely, turned his head to the white beard and scolded the white beard with an angry face, and then said to everyone in the city with a smile on his face.

"Don't panic, I am an old friend with Brother Zhao Yue. If I kill you today, I will only stab you one by one, and there will be no pain. ”

Zhao Yue, who was standing on the city wall, narrowed the corners of his eyes, and whispered: "Oops, it turns out that the breath just now is actually this madman, and it seems that the Yinlong Dojo is completely torn apart from the Shennong clan." ”

Seeing that Zhao Yue, a strong man in a green shirt who was waving his sleeves and concentrating on his mind, his tone was so cautious, he hurriedly asked, "Dare to ask the pavilion master, who is this person?"

"The Grand Commander of the Yinlong Dojo, the iron-clad swordsman, Yue Song. This person has tortured and killed the weak for fun, once slaughtered a second-rate country in the ancient land of China with one person and one knife, and the lord of the country at the peak of his concentration was finally cut by him with a knife and a knife for nearly a thousand knives before he died. ”

Zhao Yue's face was solemn, looking at Yue Song, the iron-clad swordsman outside the city.

"Brother Yue, isn't you afraid that Qingcheng Kendo will turn back to you and fight hard?"

"Hahaha! The Peerless Immortal Sword of the Vientiane Realm is feared by the world. But for me, Yue Song, it's just a knife to slaughter. Yue Song's tone was full of confidence.

"Besides, Qingcheng Sword Dao was blocked by the one who lived and died, do you think he can come back?"

"Life and death?" Zhao Yue vaguely seemed to guess something, and said hatefully: "This is the reason why you have no fear?"

"Our four major forces attacked the Qingcheng faction together, but they didn't make a ruthless move, doesn't Brother Zhao know the reason why we work so hard and don't hesitate to tear our faces with the Shennong clan?"

"Oh, little brother, I really don't know what kind of medicine is sold in my brother's gourd. ”

"On the method of swords, for my brother, I still have the confidence to be half a point better than my brother. But in terms of thick-skinnedness, it is more than a little bit to lose for my brother. ”

Yue Song, the black-clothed swordsman, said to everyone in the city: "Everyone in the city, don't be deceived and kept in the dark. If you hand over the Heavenly Chess, the Commander will only surround but not kill! I can give you a quarter of an hour to think about it. ”

The black-clothed swordsman Yue Song seemed to be intent on provoking the conflict between the Qingyi Zhao Yue and the Qingcheng faction, and as soon as the corners of his mouth curled, he took the two Contemplation Monks and the ten Vientiane Monks and turned to leave.

The micro-living Daoist in the city looked at Zhao Yue with a blank expression.

At this time, Yi Du, who had already woken up, said to the Weisheng Taoist with a bloodless face: "Senior brother, in the early years, Master Jin Danqi was fortunate to find a chess piece in another foreign land in ancient China, and understood the law of Vientiane, and then returned to Shangqing Mountain, built Shangqing City, and buried it under the city. Later, I heard that the Dragon Master of the Sword Pavilion found here, saying that the head of the earth dragon hung his head here, and talked with the master for three days, and laid down the Heavenly Thunder Sword Shrine Great Array, sighed and said it, and then returned to the Sword Pavilion alone. ”

After hearing that Yi Yi was weak enough to point out that this thing was very important, he looked at Zhao Yue in front of him with a suspicious expression.

The ghost sword dao people stood quietly behind Zhao Yue, guarding against the Nanfeng Dao people who were in the center of the Heavenly Thunder Sword Shrine Great Array and suddenly descended the heavenly thunder to attack Zhao Yue.

Zhao Yue smiled: "If I had coveted this thing, I would have gone away after leaving the Qingcheng Sword Dao." Why do you have to wait for the Dragon Dojo to come and stay here?"

"Besides, it was so easy for Master Longshi to set up a formation to attack and kill the Qingcheng Sword Dao who had just entered Vientiane, how could he leave such a heavy treasure and cause this crisis?"

After Zhao Yue finished speaking, he took out a letter from the mustard seed space and handed it to the Weisheng Daoist.

"This is a book written by Qingcheng Kendo himself, and the content is not good for public, so you can read it. ”

The Weisheng Daoist hurriedly opened the letter, only to see the unique sword intent of Qingcheng Kendo walking between the lines.

"My disciples have a small life, and today's disasters are all caused by my master alone. The current disaster still needs to rely on listening to the Sword Pavilion to breathe. The things under the city are obtained by the master's luck, and the reason for this is a matter of life and death. If the city is there, it should be protected with his life, and if the city is broken, he will hand it over to the Tingjian Pavilion with his own hands. Written for the division of Qingcheng kendo. ”