Immemorial Sword Venerable

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"I underestimated the power of Emperor Realm weapons."

The pure-blooded cub is a little regretful. If it were n’t for its support, Fang Chen would n’t end up like this now.

"Boy, you treat me well, but I let you die before the Emperor Realm's weapon, this is what I owe you." The pure-blooded cub said in a deep voice: "If you can survive, I will recognize you as the master . "

After that, the pure-blooded cub looked at Emperor Realm's weapon with embarrassment and turned to leave.

Boom!

When it disappeared in front of the hill, the sword mound was closed, the hill was restored to its original state, and the cracks once disappeared quietly.

Except for the air of kendo remaining in the air, there is nothing to prove that the emperor realm weapon is hidden under the hill.

Inside the sword mound.

Many broken swords lined up, and the emperor emperor's realm weapons were conveyed to him at all times to repair it.

On top of Emperor Realm's weapons, Xingyin Sword was firmly controlled by it, unable to move, and even lost its self-consciousness.

in the dark.

Fang Chen felt his body seem to be disintegrating.

"Am I going to die?"

Fang Chen never thought that death was so close to himself.

Looking at his own feet, it gradually turned into nothingness and collapsed in the darkness, and Fang Chen was lost.

I still have a lot of things to do, but unfortunately I can't go back to heaven.

He raised his hands and wanted to touch the dark void for the last time, but found that his two arms also collapsed one after another.

When he closed his eyes, his whole body disintegrated directly and disappeared into the darkness.

Miracle Continent.

It is called a miracle continent because there have been numerous miracles on this continent.

This continent is not big, it is comparable to the Nile continent.

On a hill, a teenager in white sits quietly.

He held his chin and his face was full of innocence.

In his hand, there is a mysterious sword shuttle. In his memory, this Jian Shuo has always accompanied himself, and has existed since birth.

Moreover, the reason why he was so famous at the age is because of Jian Shuo.

"What is it?"

The boy in white was very curious and played the sword shuttle carefully.

Damn!

Suddenly, the boy in white shouted, and there was a painful expression on his face.

When I was playing the sword shuttle just now, I accidentally cut my finger by the sharp carving on the sword shuttle.

A drop of blood fell on the sword shuttle.

Buzz!

The sword shuttle suddenly moved, and then a dazzling light erupted.

The powerful sword energy escaping from the sword shuttle directly spread the body of the white-clothed boy.

Guru!

The sword shuttle fell to the ground, and a white mist emerged. Then, in the stunned expression of the boy in white, the white mist condensed into a figure.

A peaceful old man looked at himself with a smile.

"Congratulations, you have entered the world of samsara," the old man said.

"Grandpa, are you talking to me?" The boy in white asked in surprise.

Old Man Baiwu nodded, "You are a genius of swordsmanship, and I will tell you everything when you dominate the Miracle Continent."

After that, the old man of White Mist dissipated.

The young man in white with a surprised face left his heart full of shock.

"Am I dreaming?"

After a long time, the boy in white picked up the sword shuttle that had calmed down, and his heart was very heavy.

It seems that everything that happened today is so incredible.

"Am I really a genius in sword training?"

…………

The next time, in the mind of the young man in white, as if to open the door to the top of Kendo, his progress was extremely fast.

The outside world is envious, but the young boy in white knows that all this is because of the mysterious sword shuttle.

Three years later, the boy in white walked through the desert, and no one was his rival.

Ten years later, one person with one sword, leveled the miracle in the northern part of the mainland.

A hundred years later, the young man in white stood on the top of Miracle Mountain, standing still, looking at the man in black opposite.

"Everyone calls you Juggernaut. I'd like to see what qualification a warrior who has been practicing for a hundred years is called Juggernaut?"

The man in black is the famous king of swords on the miracle continent. His sword is so sharp that no one can resist it.

call out!

The man in black is one of the best, a bright sword light, came into being, and a strong sword breath came roaring.

Faced with such a strong attack, the man in white is fearless and has no expression on his face.

He didn't speak slowly until Jianguang was only one centimeter away from him.

"too weak."

Seems to sigh, seems to be talking to himself.

When his words fell, a powerful sword halo appeared around his body, and he shattered the black man's sword light.

Pedal Pedal!

The powerful counterattack makes the body of the man in black keep receding.

There was a faint trace of blood in the corner of his mouth.

The white warrior stood still, as if he had never shot.

The man in black trembled, and he seemed to see the rise of a peerless sword repairer.

"How can it be?"

The man in black couldn't understand it, and he worked hard for endless years, but he was no match for a rising star.

boom!

The body of the man in black suddenly turned into black mist and then drifted away with the wind.

The white man was a little surprised, his eyes widened.

Buzz!

The sword shuttle shook again, and the old White Mist appeared for the second time.

"how about it?"

Old Baiwu asked with a smile.

"Senior, in the past 100 years, my swordsmanship has improved and I have made rapid progress ..."

The man in white simply talked about his experience over the years.

The old man of White Mist was very relieved, stretched out his finger, and lightly tapped on the forehead of the white man.

Suddenly, the white man's head concussed, and in his mind, countless memories emerged.

"I am Fang Chen?"

The memories of the past and present are fused together, and Fang Chen instantly understood that he did not die, but entered the world of samsara.

"Fang Chen, the junior, meets the predecessor of the reincarnation sword emperor."

Needless to say, the old man of White Mist must be the remnant left by the reincarnation sword emperor.

"Haha ... It's not easy for you to have this perception."

Old Man Baiwu said with satisfaction: "You have experienced the foundation of sword cultivation again from scratch for the hundred years of reincarnation in the world, how do you feel?"

"One of the swords is vast and vast, and all I have is just a drop in the sea." Fang Chen said modestly.

Old Baiwu waved his hand, "The purpose of my refining samsara was to let Jianxiu go through the most basic part of kendo again, and realize the truest kendo. You are the best among them."

"Your own kendo is very exquisite, and the feelings over the years have been blended into your own kendo. In fact, unconsciously, you have embarked on a path that has never been seen before." Baiwu old man laughed.

Fang Chen was silent.

What a miracle continent, what a sword saint white shirt, what a sword king, all are illusory.

Because, here is the world of samsara, the unreal world.

In a trance, the voice of Dadao rang in Fang Chen's heart.

In his mind, all kinds of the past appeared.

Ninety years ago, he was so angry that he killed a prince and noble, and then wiped out the whole family.

Seventy years ago, he met an old man by road, but was attacked by a sneak attack.

Forty years ago, he succeeded in swordsmanship, but he was calculated by the closest person. He shot with anger and stirred up the miracle of the mainland.

Ten years ago, at the top of Battle Master and Miracle Mountain, the battle was full of tears and ghosts. Until the end, I was in pain and cut off the head of Master.

These are his experiences in the world of samsara.

Before that, he couldn't be relieved in his heart and could not let go of these past sorrows.

But now, after getting the instructions of the old man of Baiwu, it is suddenly bright.

Void, real, illusory.

All the past is just an obstacle to his own sword path.

boom!

The sword is clear, the sword is clear!

Fang Chen at this moment is like a god, surrounded by the breath of swordsmanship.

His body has undergone earth-shaking changes, especially changes in his mood.

Boom Boom Boom!

The power of Soul Road erupted suddenly, and the strength of the Primal God increased.

"It turns out so."

Fang Chen suddenly opened his eyes and flexed his fingers. The void in front of him was cut by him, and a huge sword light stood across the world.

"The sixth sword of invincible kendo, just call him a miracle sword."

Enlightenment and reincarnation in the world of wonders of the Jianshuo world, so take the name of this sword as a miracle sword!

Reincarnation of the sword shuttle, the top of miracles.

I have a sword, but it can run wild.