The sword qi spans 90,000 miles, and a sword comes to the demons to avoid.

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Misty Mountain, a strange mountain with no name unknown.

As its name suggests, the mountain is shrouded in clouds and mist all year round, and the mountain is prolific with rare and exotic beasts.

A spirit beast Lu Shu came out of the mountain forest and walked briskly on the mountain road.

There was a person lying on Lu Shu's back, squinting at the sun, humming a song leisurely, it was Zhang Yunfei.

It has been more than a month since he said goodbye to Ye Feng, and Zhang Yunfei finally came to Qingzhou.

In fact, with the speed of Lushu, running with all his might, it only takes ten days to leave Penglai Immortal Domain and reach Qingzhou.

After fighting with Ye Feng - to be precise, being tricked by Ye Feng, Zhang Yunfei realized that the gap between himself and the master was not so lucky to be able to fool him with a mouth every time.

After running with all his strength for five days, he spent twenty days in retreat in a cave near the river, cultivating the Great Xuan Sutra with all his heart, drinking water from the stream during the day when he was thirsty, and catching fish in the river and roasting it when he was hungry. Unexpectedly, in addition to eating grass, this deer Shu also came over to eat when he smelled the aroma of grilled fish, Zhang Yunfei threw one to it casually, and he ate it with relish.

After concentrating on cultivation for half a month, Zhang Yunfei was frustrated to find that although the aura of this immortal realm was many times richer than that of the mortal realm, the progress of his cultivation was still too slow, and he ruthlessly used the hundred high-grade spirit stones given by Ye Tiancheng and the original remaining more than one hundred high-grade spirit stones to cultivate and absorb, but it only made the spiritual sea much fuller and more condensed.

He was ruthless again, and took the xenomorph blood spirit stone to cultivate and absorb it, and he originally wanted to keep the xenomorph blood spirit stone for use at the critical moment. In order to retain all the spiritual power of the xenomorph blood spirit stone, he directly threw it into his mouth and devoured it, and then refined and absorbed it. Unexpectedly, the majesty of the spiritual power contained in the xenomorph blood spirit stone was far beyond his imagination, especially the immortal essence blood wrapped in it, although it was only the size of a drop of rice, but the spiritual power contained in it was as fierce as a frenzy, and his spiritual sea was directly exploded.

However, he still felt that it was a pity that he had only been promoted to such a level. You must know that even a genius like Ye Feng has only been on the first floor in the foundation building period for a year, and in less than three months since he arrived in Penglai Immortal Domain, he has already jumped two floors in a row and entered the third layer of the foundation building period, and he is still not satisfied!

If you just talk about his cultivation progress, he is already a genius among geniuses. But to achieve such an effect, the three major conditions are indispensable, one is the life recovery power of Linglongxin, if it weren't for Luo Huang and Luo Ye to help thoroughly refine Linglongxin, I'm afraid that he won't even be able to reach the foundation building period now, Linghai will be exploded, and ordinary people will die early. Second, it was naturally the large number of spirit stones that made immortal cultivators blush, he didn't know what those spirit stones he squandered meant to ordinary immortal cultivators, and even to the big immortal cultivation family, at least three genius players could be cultivated from the first layer to the third layer in the foundation building period. Third, it's naturally the protagonist's aura, and this is the top treatment that no one else has!

However, some people are not convinced, because he will soon be going to zero again.

In short, after breaking through the third layer of the foundation building period, he continued to retreat for another seven days, completely stabilizing the manic spiritual sea and ensuring that there were no sequelae before continuing on the road.

It took a month.

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The spirit beast Lu Shu took Zhang Yunfei all the way to a thatched house at the foot of the mountain.

In the courtyard of the thatched house, a middle-aged man was chopping wood with a knife.

I don't know why, this middle-aged man looks like a mortal, but it gives Zhang Yunfei an unfathomable feeling. Even the spirit beast Lu Shu was a little restless.

Zhang Yunfei didn't dare to be presumptuous, so he turned over at the gate of the courtyard, walked into the courtyard, and said respectfully: "Uncle, can you ask for a glass of water to drink." ”

The wood-splitting man smiled at him and said, "There is water in the water tank, you can take it yourself." ”

After that, he continued to chop wood, and the chopped pyre next to him was the same size.

"Thank you, uncle. ”

Zhang Yunfei walked to the left side of the courtyard in front of the water shortage, picked up the gourd water scoop, scooped a large scoop, and raised his head to drink it violently.

At this moment, a person walked on the winding path, freshly dressed and with a cold face.

His steps were steady, but he walked fast, and in the blink of an eye, he was seven feet away from the wood-splitting man.

A long knife was stuck diagonally behind his shoulder, but a pair of eyes were like unsheathed knives, staring at the man chopping wood.

The wood-splitting man continued to chop his wood.

The two of them went about their business quietly, as if they didn't exist in each other's eyes.

Zhang Yunfei wanted to say something with a water scoop, but in the end he obediently shut up and watched the play quietly. Because the man with the knife also gave him an unfathomable feeling.

After chopping the last piece of wood, the man who chopped wood seemed to remember that there was a person standing in front of him, and said slowly, "You are here." ”

The man with the knife said, "I've been looking for you for twenty years." ”

The wood-chopping man said, "You found it." ”

The man with the knife said, "Today I will kill you." ”

The wood-splitting man said, "I know. ”

Zhang Yunfei sighed in his heart - the dialogue is so cool!

The two figures tore through the void and disappeared in place.

The stone mill beside Zhang Yunfei suddenly burst open, and a sword roared into the sky, and then let out a dragon roar, straight into the clouds, pierced the sky, and disappeared.

Zhang Yunfei looked up at the sky, his eyes were full of shock, and he said to himself: Don't you want to be so powerful!

The gourd scoop in his hand slowly tilted, and water flowed down, drenching his crotch.

"I'm going!"

Zhang Yunfei threw the gourd scoop back into the water tank and continued to look up at the sky.

The sword qi and sword qi flashed from the sky from time to time, the clouds were rolling, and Zhang Yunfei faintly felt that the qi and blood in his whole body were surging on the ground.

I'm a good girl, what level is this?!Even Luo Huang and Luo Ye can't give him this feeling.

Half a day. Two figures flashed from the sky at the same time.

The wood-chopping man knelt on one knee, holding a sword in his hand, the tip of the sword was inserted into the ground, and the body of the sword was coiled with a dragon pattern.

Blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth, but he had a smile on his face.

Sword, the name of the dragon sword. People, the name of the sword.

As the name suggests, people can't keep a low profile.

The swordsman stood horizontally, with a kind of indifference and tiredness that had penetrated deep into the bone marrow on his face, but with a kind of murderous aura.

There was a white tiger on the blade, faintly glowing with fierce blood, but there were no blood drops, but a cold air.

Knife, the name of the blood tiger knife. People, the famous sword saint cold front.

People are like their names, cold knives are like blood, and the light is cold for nine days.

Leng Feng said: "I didn't expect you to have reached the Heavenly Sword Realm. ”

Zhang Yang said: "But you still won." ”

Leng Feng said: "I can't win." ”

Zhang Yang said: "So what, it's you who live." ”

Leng Feng said: "Outside the sky, what kind of world is that?"

Zhang Yang said: "Then you need to see it yourself." ”

Leng Feng said: "I will definitely go." ”

Leng Feng slowly inserted the knife into the sheath, glanced at Zhang Yunfei, turned his head and left. The word "floating" should be more appropriate, because he floated forward without moving his hands or feet, and disappeared in a few blinks of an eye.

"Uncle, are you okay?" Zhang Yunfei stepped forward to help Zhang Yang.

"Boy, would you like to be my teacher? Zhang Yang said.

"Yes, of course I am willing!" Zhang Yunfei nodded hurriedly, how could such a master in the world accept him as an apprentice. Hug such a thigh, and in the future, I am afraid that I can walk sideways in this fairy world.

"The master is above, please accept the apprentice's worship. Zhang Yunfei knelt down and kowtowed three times in front of Zhang Yang.

"Okay, get up. Zhang Yang smiled, feeling very relieved.

"Master Xie. Zhang Yunfei stood up and patted the dirt on his knees, looking at Zhang Yang expectantly. The master is so powerful, there must be something good for him.

"What's your name?" Zhang Yang asked.

"Back to Master, my name is Zhang Yunfei. Zhang Yunfei said.

"The teacher is also surnamed Zhang, and the single name is a Yang character. The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying! It seems that we are destined to have a fate. ”

"Haha, it's not just fate, it's just a heavenly arrangement!"

"Okay!" Zhang Yang pulled out the Dragon Yin Sword, sat cross-legged on the ground, and gently stroked the Dragon Yin Sword. The dragon sword faintly let out the dragon's mournful sound, as if it knew that the master was about to die, "This sword has followed me for two hundred years, and it is a peerless sword." But I can't leave it to you, it will kill you. Moreover, later you will have a sword of your own. ”

"This is the master's sword, how dare the apprentice ask for it. Although Zhang Yunfei said that he didn't dare to ask for it, he was slightly disappointed in his heart, he really needed a good sword now.

"I give you another thing - the Yuan Shi Zhenjing, which I obtained by chance outside the sky, and it does not exist in this so-called fairy world, and you must not let anyone know until you have absolute strength. Remember, it's anyone!" Zhang Yang said solemnly, "The husband is not guilty, but he is guilty." ”

"I remember, master. Zhang Yunfei said.

"This sutra is the real supreme immortal scripture, difficult to understand, you must slowly explore, do not rush forward, I hope you have a great day. ”

Zhang Yang raised his hand to Zhang Yunfei's forehead, and a stream of complicated information melted into his mind.

It took Zhang Yunfei half a quarter of an hour to fully receive the information.

"Master, I just heard you and that person talk about the outside world. What the hell is outside the sky? Is it the real fairy world?"

Zhang Yang looked up at the sky and said, "It's the fairy world, and it's also purgatory." ”

Zhang Yunfei only felt a shock in his heart, "Purgatory?"

Zhang Yang nodded and said, "Maybe one day you will see it too." I have used a sword for my whole life as a teacher, but I don't want to pass on any sword skills and sword styles to you. Your sword path needs you to go by yourself, and I only send you the four words that you have realized in your life - the sword is amorphous. ”

Zhang Yunfei silently thought in his heart, "The sword is uncertain. ”

Zhang Yang said: "If you can defeat Leng Feng in the future, I hope you can let him live." ”

Zhang Yunfei asked, "Leng Feng, is that the swordsman just now?"

Zhang Yang nodded.

Of course, Zhang Yunfei agreed without hesitation. Defeat that swordsman? What are you kidding!

"I almost forgot. If you want to cultivate this Yuan Shi Zhen Sutra, you have to start from scratch, fortunately, your current spiritual power cultivation is not high, and it is not a pity to scatter it. Zhang Yang said suddenly.

What does it mean to start from scratch?

Before Zhang Yunfei could react, Zhang Yang suddenly pointed at his dantian spiritual sea. Zhang Yunfei only felt that the dantian was in severe pain, and the spiritual sea was instantly torn apart by the terrifying foreign spiritual power, as if opening a gap in the lake dam, and the spiritual power inside poured out uncontrollably, and soon, he felt that the spiritual power of his whole body had disappeared, and there was not a trace of spiritual power in the spiritual sea and meridians, which was no different from mortals.

Zhang Yunfei was completely stunned, this is the real joke!

"Master, master, master, what are you ......" Zhang Yunfei stammered and asked

"What you gain must lose. Zhang Yang smiled flatly.

This is so reasonable, Zhang Yunfei was full of black lines, and he was speechless to refute.

He suddenly remembered another extremely important matter, showed the black qi in the palm of his left hand, and said, "Master, can you help me solve this ruthless and desireless curse." You're so good, you can, right?"

Zhang Yang glanced at his left palm and said, "You didn't say it earlier." It could have been, but not now. ”

Zhang Yunfei shouted: "I didn't say it earlier?!"

"My spiritual power has also dried up, and I can't do anything about it, it's up to you. ”

After saying this, Zhang Yang was relieved, really smiled happily, and sang heroically: "The sword qi spans 90,000 miles, and a sword is avoided by demons." The roar of the tiger and the dragon shook the sky, piercing the sky and reversing the nine heavens!"

The poem speaks of two weapons, and two people.

The dragon chanted the sword with a mournful roar, and a section of dragon brilliance rose, slowly disappearing into the air, and the sword body was broken inch by inch. The sword has a spirit, the martyr of the sword, sorrow!

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The autumn wind rises flat, and the weeds are yellow.

Under the Misty Mountain, a lonely grave. This is the tomb of the public.

No one expected that the Heaven Defying Sword God, who was once invincible in the Lingtian Continent, would be buried here in such a humble way, and together with his Dragon Yin Sword, there was not even a tombstone. This is Zhang Yang's special entrustment.

There stood a young man in front of the grave, as if he had become one with the autumn colors of the earth, for he was too quiet.

He is Zhang Yunfei. seems to be calm on his face, but there is a sentence in his heart that MMP doesn't know whether to say or not.

I finally worshipped a master, but I didn't get any practical benefits, so I burped like this.

Almost exhausted all his spirit stones to cultivate to the third layer of this foundation building period, but when this master casually took it, it was all zero. And now that he doesn't have a single Tsukidan on his body, how will he build a foundation in the future?

I could have solved this ruthless and desireless curse, but I couldn't solve it because I didn't say it earlier!

Zhang Yunfei is going crazy!

He took one last look at the Misty Mountain, turned around and led Lu Shu away.

A flying bird landed on the tomb of Zhang Yang, raised its wings and chirped, and was suddenly shattered by a magical force and turned into a blood mist.

A curtain of invisible energy light rippled across the grave, and all the weeds within a kilometer withered and turned into nothingness.