Devil Seeds

"Spiritual energy resonates, and then uses the sword embryo as a guide, and the swords are used to artificially create a huge sword demon on the top of the Jade Emperor. In this way, when the sword demon meets the sword light, it is like water and fire meeting, yin and yang colliding, how can you not be with it The reason for touching?"

"Jian Zong's trick is really ingenious. From Gu Shentong's point of view, this is Jiuxuan's attack on him, so he must swing his sword to meet him. But for those artificially spawned sword demons, it is just Instinctively reject external forces, and reject those non-sword forces." Ke Xiaoliang stood outside the situation, seeing the calculations behind this matter clearly and thoroughly.

At this time, Daomang and Jiansha fought and collided with each other.

But Jiuxuan still sat cross-legged, and the eight winds did not move.

In fact, it wasn't that he didn't want to move, but that he couldn't move.

The position where he was sitting was the only 'life gate' in the entire sword formation. If he moved his position, those sword fiends would tear him apart regardless of who he was, piercing a hundred transparent holes.

Only by sitting on the Shengmen, those terrifying sword auras and wanton scattered sword spirits will not hurt him, even if they stick to his ears or fly over his scalp, it is impossible to really hurt him at all.

After a series of collisions and roars, Gu Shentong stepped back seven steps, and the arm holding Tianquan Dao was slightly numb.

"It's a pity... this body doesn't belong to me after all. Otherwise, if it were my original body, I would have smashed my sword like this just now." Gu Shentong stood surrounded by sword energy, allowing the pieces to be broken into pieces. The sword energy of the sword cut the clothes on his body. The bloodstains streaked across his solid body did not cause him pain, but instead made him more sober.

Jiu Xuan closed his eyes, as if he had fallen asleep.

It also seems that the primordial spirit has come out of the body, roaming the world with his soul, controlling the unparalleled sword energy and sharpness.

"Sword twenty-three?"

"Have you mastered it?" Gu Shentong questioned.

These days, he naturally knew a lot of the content of the top ten martial arts, and also knew the "Twenty-Three Swords" recorded in the top ten martial arts.

That kind of sword that is controlled with pure spirit seems to transcend time and space.

The state of Jiuxuan at this moment seems to be very similar to this.

"If it's Sword Twenty-Three, then his physical body is his only weakness." Gu Shentong thought to himself.

Afterwards, the human sword merged into one, controlling the majestic sword energy, breaking through the sky and slashing towards Jiuxuan.

Jiuxuan still closed his eyes, the closer he got, he even heard his snoring.

"Asleep?" Gu Shentong was startled and furious.

Then the knife in his hand became even more vicious.

"Ah...!" Jiuxuan stretched his waist, as if waking up from a deep sleep.

Then he pointed again.

The sword embryo deep in the mountainside already has a complete shape.

A large number of Jianzong disciples who had just entered this world and had no real value jumped into the sword casting furnace without hesitation.

boom!

With the explosion of raging flames, the huge sword embryo began to shine with spiritual red light.

On the sword stage that spread across the foot of Mount Tai, those disciples of the Sword Sect who were sitting on the sword stage swung their swords at the same time again.

The even more terrifying sword evil, attracted by the spiritual sense that the huge sword is about to be refined, hovered on the top of the Jade Emperor like a whirlpool.

The ten thousand long swords inserted on the top of the Jade Emperor flew out together, and then hovered in the storm of sword evil.

At this time... it's like moving the Immortal Yujian into this world of high martial arts.

The sight of thousands of swords flying together shocked the mind and eyeballs.

One iron sword after another was ground into fine sand in the storm of sword evil.

However, the invisible sword has already taken shape, slashing heavily towards the ancient supernatural power.

clang!

Gu Shentong raised his saber to greet him, but was swept away by the sword.

Finally, a deep sword mark appeared on the body.

The finely crushed iron sand, carrying the unruly sword spirit, drilled into the flesh and blood of the ancient supernatural power along the wound.

"Good sword! What a good sword!"

"I have never seen Murong Bai's sword before, but Jiuxuan... your swordsmanship is all-encompassing, just like chaos. Although it is disordered and ignorant, it is sharp and extraordinary. In terms of the strength of swordsmanship... I would like to call you this life What you see is the strongest." Gu Shentong was wounded, but instead of being angry, he was happy.

He was looking for an opponent who was worthy of a battle, and then sublimated to the best of his ability in the battle to find the way of shattering.

Now that there is an opponent like Jiuxuan, how can he not like it if he can hurt him with a single sword?

Snapped!

In the mountains and forests in the distance.

A sword platform began to collapse.

The swords that supported the sword stand shattered under the strong pressure.

The sword sect disciple who presided over the sword stage also vomited blood and fell to the ground, with fine wounds from the shattered sword weapon all over his body.

Jiuxuan opened his eyes hazily, and then looked at Gu Shentong, and there was a childish pure light in his eyes.

At this moment, Jiu Xuan is letting himself go.

Return to your most instinctive desires.

He thought of the tenderness of last night.

Unbearably thin, he chose the rich oasis, the scarlet and snowy white dancing in the flickering red candle at night, and the water of life splashing from time to time....

Gu Shentong looked at Jiu Xuan's eyes and was shocked.

At the foot of the mountain, those children whose horoscope belongs to gold, under the leadership of the disciples of Jianzong, are scribbling but earnestly moving their swords.

The use of swordsmanship is more than full of loopholes, but it contains the same beginning and original intention of countless swordsmen.

Vigorous, like the morning sun rising.

And the initial fantasies and expectations for the sword are also displayed, which makes people yearn for it.

When I was young, who didn't just need a handful of bamboo slices to cut off the tall grass heads at the entrance of the village?

Jiuxuan waved his sleeves and symbolically used the third sword.

At this time, the sword platform in the mountain forest couldn't bear the pressure anymore and collapsed.

But in the fragments, the disciple of Sword Sect who was covered in blood still waved his sword reluctantly.

It is not Jiuxuan who is pure, but these Jianzong disciples who have not forgotten their original intentions.

Carrying a three-foot sword and cutting down evil spirits in the world, this is the expectation and wish of almost every Jianzong disciple when he first started.

At this time... they are fulfilling their wishes.

hum!

Between heaven and earth, the weather is clear.

The chaotic Jiansha was also unified at this moment.

It is full of vigor, but also full of will and purpose.

It already has something that the previous two swords did not have.

Sword intent!

Jiu Xuan stood up at this moment.

He violated the previous explanation of the elder Jianzong who asked him to stick to the door of life.

At the same time, those monks who were watching from a distance also raised their hearts to their throats.

"This idiot... Didn't tell him not to move, not to move, why did he get up? If he was cut off by a sword qi, then our calculations will all come to naught. The ancient magic must know that the person fighting him is not the only one , but a group of people. This is a game set against him!" The elder Jianzong scolded in a low voice.

At this moment, there is nothing to do with Jiuxuan.

Jiuxuan stood where he was, then squatted down, as if he had just remembered, he picked up the rusty sword with withered vines that had been forgotten on the ground.

"Sit up in shock while dying, raise your hands and throw your feet and strike another sword! Heaven did not give birth to me Jiuxuan, and the way of swordsmanship lasts forever."

After finishing speaking, he pulled out his long sword jerkyly, and stepped out of the life gate.

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