The Understanding Is Against The Sky, And The Eight-Year-Old Created The Fairy Method, Which Shocked

The old swordsman looked ordinary, like a little old man who can be seen everywhere in the world, with big yellow teeth, messy hair, and shabby clothes. If it wasn't for the sword box behind his back, others would think he was just an old beggar from somewhere.

But oddly enough.

Behind the old swordsman, there are many masters of the rivers and lakes.

Almost all of them are swordsmen, and the swords in their hands are strangely shaped, or three-foot green peaks, or huge swords against shoulders, or daggers in sleeves, or half-edged.

The swordsmen just watched from a distance, with respect in their eyes, and did not step forward, but just followed along the way.

The old swordsman came from Beihang, went straight to Wudang, and walked six thousand miles. There were a lot of followers along the way, and some people left halfway, but even so, there are still hundreds of swordsmen accompanying them.

It's a big event.

A grand event for swordsmen.

They all knew the purpose of the old swordsman's going to Wudang this time, and each of them followed them with respect to strengthen their momentum.

far away.

The Wudang mountain guard disciples couldn't help being shocked when they saw such a big battle.

They drew their swords out of their sheaths one after another, with awe-inspiring eyes.

There was no panic in my heart.

There are real immortals above Wudang, why panic!

The old swordsman grinned, showing his big yellow teeth missing front teeth, and said with a loud smile:

"The Sword Nine Emperors came to ask for the sword, and put it in the tomb of heaven and man!!"

His voice seemed weak, but the stamina continued, and it even tended to become louder.

Like nine waves, straight up to Tianzhu Peak!

Wudang disciples were shocked.

He understood the identity and purpose of the old swordsman in front of him.

Sword Nine Emperors, this is the peerless swordsman in Beiyang, who once challenged Wang Xianzhi, the lord of Emperor Wudi City, disappeared after his defeat.

There are rumors that he could not accept defeat, and drew his sword to kill himself after leaving Wudi City. There are also rumors that he knew his shame and was brave. North to dry.

There are many rumors in the rivers and lakes.

But it was never confirmed.

Unexpectedly, the peerless swordsman of Beiyang appeared under Wu Tiantian's pillar peak.

In any case, Jian Jiuhuang is definitely a peerless powerhouse under the land gods, even stronger than the three of Demon Sword Ding Peng!

And his intention.

It is even more simple and clear.

Challenge Wudang Little True Immortal!

The Wudang disciples looked at each other, they all saw the seriousness in each other's eyes, and respectfully said:

"I've seen Senior Sword Nine Emperors, please follow us to ET!"

27 and said to the swordsman behind him:

"The rest of you can also go up the mountain, but you are not allowed to walk around at will!"

Even though they knew that Jian Jiuhuang was here to challenge the junior martial uncle, the Wudang disciples still did not glared at each other, showing their courtesy.

A hint of admiration flashed in Jian Jiuhuang's eyes.

"As expected of a well-known Taoist holy place, disciples like this, if you look at the leopard, you will know that Little True Immortal is definitely worthy of the name!"

He began to look forward to it.

Hearing the name of Ning Changge in the Beihang Palace by chance, the art of controlling swords and the art of transforming spirit with sword energy made him feel so excited that he finally couldn't help coming.

This time on Wudang.

He came here by asking for a sword, he has put life and death aside, and wants to use the hands of Ning Changge to transcend the realm of heaven and man!

If he is defeated, he is ready to enter the tomb of heaven and man.

Jian Jiuhuang set foot on Tianzhu Peak step by step.

He saw the celestial tomb at the back mountain at the first glance. The ancient tomb is towering, forty-nine feet high, rich vitality and death are entangled in it, a large number of ancient trees hang in the air, and three of them are is exceptionally unique.

One of the leaves is faintly visible with a strange sword light;

One of the leaves is faintly visible with the magic sword intent;

One of the leaves has the sound of the Buddha singing, and the dragon and the elephant roar.

Incredibly miraculous.

With a look of surprise on his face, he couldn't help sighing:

"It's better to be famous than to be famous. It seems that the tomb that the little old man chose for himself is not bad."

Song Yuanqiao and others are already waiting.

Behind them are Zhang Lingyu and other people from Longhu Mountain. They stayed here for half a month. They originally planned to leave in a few days, but they unexpectedly met someone who came to challenge Xiaozhenxian!

After seeing Jian Jiuhuang, everyone's eyes were extremely solemn.

An ordinary little old man, but only strong people like them can see it.

How powerful is that unrestrained sword intent.

A peerless master in the realm of heaven and man!

Much stronger than Dongfang Bubai and Demon Sword Ding Peng!

Song Yuanqiao bowed his hands and saluted:

"I have met senior, since senior came here to challenge the younger brother, he has traveled thousands of miles, and has been exhausted by the wind and dust, please cultivate your energy first, and then please fight with all your strength!"

This is respect for the challenger.

Although Jian Jiuhuang is strong.

But he was not worried.

As long as he doesn't go to the land fairyland, he has complete confidence in his junior brother.

Ning Changge once confessed that if someone comes to challenge, there is no need to stop them, just bring them to the Sutra Pavilion.

Everyone has doubts in their hearts, knowing that Ning Changge's combat power is astonishing, but Jian Jiuhuang still insists on fighting, is he asking for death on his own initiative, or is he counting on Ning Changge's mercy?

But Ning Changge erected the tomb of heaven and man in front of the world that day, so it is impossible to show mercy.

Otherwise there will be no peaceful days in the future.

Jian Jiuhuang seemed to sense the doubts in everyone's hearts, but did not explain.

He just smiled and said to Song Yuanqiao:

"The little old man has traveled six thousand miles, and his condition has adjusted to the peak. If he takes a break this time and loses his breath, he may not be able to catch the sword of Xiaozhen Immortal. It is better to hit the sun than to choose another day. I hope everyone in Wudang will help me!"

This is the truth.

He moved with his heart, walked six thousand miles, and created a sword for the first time.

It is even more important to take the last step with the help of Ning Changsheng. Now that the sword intent has been condensed to the extreme, it is only waiting for the sword to shake the sky.

Song Yuanqiao and the others looked at each other, and finally said:

"Forget it, the younger brother is in the Sutra Pavilion, but he may not see you. Senior, please be prepared."

Jian Jiuhuang smiled.

If you don't see yourself, you can defeat yourself. What's the difference between seeing and not seeing the text?

He laughed loudly and walked slowly towards the scripture storage pavilion.

All the swordsmen saluted behind him, drew their swords and watched them off. This is the swordsmen's respect and farewell to the peerless swordsman!

Jian Jiuhuang didn't realize it, waved his hands back, and stopped in front of the Sutra Pavilion under the gaze of one after another, laughing loudly:

"Jian Jiuhuang took the liberty to come here today, and ask Little True Immortal to bring out his sword!"

He looked at the Buddhist scriptures pavilion in front of him with surprise in his eyes. Wherever he looked, this apparently ordinary Buddhist scriptures pavilion was filled with a magical Taoist rhyme. Ups and downs in it.

This is the strong man changing the environment.

Ning Changge has been enlightened here for a long time, gradually making the Sutra Pavilion become miraculous, and in the long run, it will even become a holy place for enlightenment.

Zhang Lingyu and the others looked expectant in their eyes.

They haven't seen Ning Changge make a move yet. At this time, the Sword Nine Emperors are worshiping the mountain, and they will soon be able to see Ning Changge's true face.

However.

It was beyond their expectations.

The Sutra Pavilion was silent for a long time, causing doubts to appear in their eyes.

Jian Jiuhuang sighed.

He reached out and took off the sword box from behind, stroked it slowly, and said to himself:

"I originally got six of Liyang's Ten Famous Swords, but now there are only five left. Later, I made up four more and made up the West Nine."

"In the past, when I asked about Sword Wudi City, Wang Xianzhi deserved to be number one in Liyang. When he suppressed Wudi City, I lost a move. It was not because I only lost one move, but because Wang Xianzhi only made one move. I will stay in Wudi City and die for me."

"Since then, Wang Xianzhi has become my lifelong obsession!"

"After leaving Wudi City, I was disheartened. I wanted to destroy all the famous swords, but somehow I entered Beiyang Palace."

He spoke slowly, and everyone finally understood where Jian Jiuhuang went after he was defeated and left Wudi City.

This is the legend of the older generation.

The slightly hoarse voice continued to sound:

"Originally in the Beiyang Palace, I fed the horses and chopped firewood. I enjoyed it very much. I also forgot the shame of Emperor Wudi City. After more than ten years passed, I unexpectedly heard the rumors about the Little True Immortal."

"At the young age of nine, I can shock the world and refine the Buddha. I, the Sword Nine Emperor, claim to see through everything, but in fact, I am just escaping."

"I know that I have never let go of the obsession in my heart. Wang Xianzhi is destined to be a threshold that I cannot cross in my life!"

His voice is getting louder!

"I came all the way from Beihang, and I only walked six thousand miles to realize a sword!"

"When I ask for a sword today, life and death are ignored, I just ask Xiaozhenxian to draw the sword."

"If I succeed by luck and step into the realm of detachment, I will never forget the kindness that Little True Immortal owes me today!"

"If I die, I only hope that the little real fairy will be able to afford it and bury me in the tomb of the celestial beings. The little old man saw it just now. The first tree on the east side is quite good, and it can let me see the direction of Beiyang Palace. Sword intent can also add a bit of foundation to Wudang."

Jian Jiuhuang's eyes became more and more bright, and the turbidity disappeared, just like a rusty sword washed away its lead, and bloomed with light.

The surging sword intent soared to the sky, and the demeanor of the peerless celestial beings was undoubtedly displayed, making Song Yuanqiao, Zhang Lingyu and others couldn't help showing a trace of respect in their eyes.

Everyone is complicated.

This is a peerless old swordsman who wants to get rid of the obsession in his heart.

How terrifying is Wang Xianzhi in Wudi City, no one can defeat Wudi City for a period of sixty years, Jian Jiuhuang knows that if he does not reach the realm of land gods, he will have no hope of defeating Wang Xianzhi in his life.

This is with the help of Ning Changge.

The pressure of life and death allowed him to break through the land fairyland.

If it is successful, then it will definitely set foot in Emperor Wu City, and fight Wang Xianzhi again!

If you are defeated, you will enter the tomb of heaven and man, and you will end this karma with your own life and way.

Everyone understood Jian Jiuhuang's plan thoroughly.

The heart is even more complicated.

Jian Jiuhuang straightened his back, his tattered clothes fluttered, and his eyes were as bright as a sword. He was obviously still the same person, but his temperament had undergone earth-shaking changes.

Like a divine sword, straight into the sky!

Sword Nine Emperors shouted loudly:

"Please Little True Immortal bestow the sword!"

Everyone was excited.

Seeing that the door of the Sutra Pavilion, which was originally closed, suddenly opened, everyone was looking forward to it, but they froze in place.

What came out was not Ning Change.

It was a little golden monkey in a gray Taoist robe.

Jin Ling carefully closed the door of the pavilion, then turned around and bowed to Jian Jiuhuang, Jian Jiuhuang quickly returned the gift, he also heard that there is a spirit monkey under the seat of Xiaozhenxian, who can communicate with spirits, and even suppress the masters of heaven and man!

At this time, being famous is not as good as meeting, and a sense of surprise suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Seeing that Jin Ling didn't make any unnecessary movements, he stepped forward slowly.

Every time you take a step forward, your body will grow a foot taller.

By the time he stopped, he was already more than two feet tall, and his golden fur stood erect like a golden dagger.

Obviously.

Compared with that day, Jail Ling's strength has improved again.

The quacks who saw Jin Ling's fierce real body for the first time gasped, Zhang Lingyu did the same, his eyes shook, the impact brought by rumors and witnesses was completely different.

The golden monkey in Zhang Er's real body looks like a demon king.

There has always been a legend in the Taoist sect that a master who has achieved Taoism accepted psychic beasts as boys. At this time, the legend came into reality, Zhang Lingyu suddenly felt a sense of absurdity, as if the person in the Sutra Pavilion was the reincarnation of the legendary Taoist ancestor!

He couldn't help shaking his head, and quickly threw this absurd feeling out of his mind.

Jian Jiuhuang's expression became more and more serious.

Jinling Daru

There was no murderous intent in Lantern's pupils, Jian Jiuhuang was different from his opponent that day, he could tell the difference clearly, this time it was another bow.

Everyone immediately understood what Jin Ling meant.

If you want to ask Ning Changge to give you a sword, you must first beat yourself before you speak!

Jian Jiuhuang's sword intent soared to the sky, and the sword's momentum became more violent, as if it wanted to pierce the clouds and stir up the wind and waves!

He was not at all annoyed, but laughed loudly:

"Okay! If that's the case, the little old man will fight the spirit monkey first, and then ask the little true fairy to bestow the sword!"

There was a fighting spirit in his eyes.

The spirit monkey in front of him is not a mortal, and his combat power is as high as the sky. I can feel an amazing sense of oppression from him.

Jin Ling let out a low growl.

The whole body has aura flowing.

Jian Jiuhuang's messy hair fluttered, and he looked up to the sky and shouted:

"The rivers and lakes call me the Nine Emperors of Sword, because I created the nine-style swordsmanship. Today, I will ask the monkey for advice, and let the monkey appreciate it!"

"Sword One!"

He slapped the sword box, and a stream of light suddenly flew out of it, like a white python, exuding a murderous intent to swallow the sky.

The first famous sword came out of its sheath, and with the sword intent of Jian Yi, it slashed towards the spirit monkey. The speed was extremely fast, the cold light was stern, and the surging sword intent made all the swordsmen choke and marvel.

With such power, he is indeed a peerless swordsman who dared to challenge Wang Xianzhi!

Song Yuanqiao's expression turned serious.

He may not be able to take the first sword alone, I am afraid that only seven people can form a sword formation, he secretly clenched his fists.

But Jin Ling is obviously not the easy generation.

The pupils of his spirit monkey shone with divine light, showing the miraculous, and the unparalleled speed of the sword seemed to be in slow motion in his eyes, showing every detail.

Jin Ling's right fist was clenched tightly, with a spiritual light lingering, he punched out and smashed on the famous sword. 953

boom!

The famous sword was turned upside down and exploded. The ear-piercing sharp sound made some people with low skills show uncomfortable expressions.

Jian Jiuhuang was startled, then laughed loudly:

"Sword Two!"

The sword turned over again, and pressed towards the spirit monkey with a heavy intention, like a mountain.

The spirit monkey roared, making a gesture of supporting the sky, the mountain was blown away, a crack appeared on the famous sword, and the figure of Jian Jiuhuang retreated, but he didn't feel any heartache when the sword was destroyed, his eyes became more and more fiery

Heat, ignite the long-lost blood from the spirit monkey!

There were eight famous swords in the sword box, and two famous swords flew out one after another.

"Sword Three!"

"Sword Four!"

Two long dragons of sword light rolled forward, their horns on each other, like a pair of scissors, trying to smash the monkey's waist, its power was several tenths stronger than that of Jian Yi before.

Jin Ling stomped on the ground violently, the ground shook and the mountains shook. In the shocking eyes of everyone, that huge body leaped high, like a hill taking off!

Then he stomped heavily.

Spirit monkey stepping on the sword!

There were two clicks, and two famous swords broke again.

Jin Ling's eyes showed fighting intent, and he rushed towards Jian Jiuhuang with the power of stepping on the sword. Zhang Er's true body, with infinite divine power, punched with a flash of aura, which was not inferior to the mountain pressing down on the top

Jian Jiuhuang hurriedly took down the sword box, and two famous swords flew out.

"Sword Five!"

"Six Swords!"

This time, these two sword moves are several times better than the previous sword three sword four!

Even if it was a defensive posture, it exuded a shocking edge, and Jin Ling's expression finally changed.

He is unparalleled in divine power and unparalleled in body, but he also feels a prickling feeling in front of this creative stroke.

This time it was not so easy.

Jin Ling went all out.

A pair of iron fists and two beams of light continued to bombard, and finally smashed these two famous swords!

Everyone's eyes are amazed.

Not only amazed at the power of the Sword Nine Emperors sword, but also marveled at the astonishing combat power of the spirit monkey, which is even stronger than the rumors!

Six famous swords shattered in succession.

Jian Jiuhuang didn't feel the slightest heartache, but felt an unprecedented sense of joy.

It was like removing a certain shackle.

He likes to collect famous swords because his teacher Sui Xiegu likes to eat swords. Unknowingly, he has a famous sword with nine handles. Based on this, he created a nine-stroke sword style, but he was bound by it.

Now that the six handles of the famous sword were damaged, not only did he not feel the sword intent was damaged, but he felt a sense of perfection, as if he had grasped some kind of opportunity.

He couldn't help but screamed up to the sky, the sword box fluttered, and another famous sword flew out.

Sword Seven is ready to go!

But he didn't attack right away, just because the golden spirit had shrunk back to its original four-foot body.

A faint voice sounded from inside the scripture storage pavilion:

"Back off."

Everyone was shocked, and Xiao Zhenxian finally spoke out!

Jin Ling retreated respectfully, receiving five swords and six swords is already his limit, destroying the famous sword relies on its own steel and iron bones, and it has actually been damaged. If he forcibly receives the seventh sword, or

Maybe you will be seriously injured, there is no need for that.

Obviously no one appeared, but Jian Jiuhuang felt an indifferent gaze staring at him, Ning Changge's faint voice continued to sound:

"Liyang is indeed full of talents, you only have the chance of three swords.".