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The rosacea-nosed old man's eyes widened in disbelief.

Wang Xuanzhi can actually resonate with these ten million broken swords, what does this mean?

It shows that Wang Xuanzhi has an unparalleled talent for swordsmanship and is a well-deserved kendo blank.

Wang Xuanzhi's Dao heart is transparent, which is mistaken by the old man with rosacea as a sword heart.

The two are also similar in that they both have an unparalleled advantage in cognition of things.

At this moment, the tens of millions of broken swords flew upside down and appeared in the sky.

Beside Wang Xuanzhi, the thousands of broken swords exude a majestic and messy Sword intent.

Each kind of Sword intent is different, and each kind of Sword Intent has a strong sword power.

The ethereal Sword intent on Wang Xuanzhi merged with Xiaoyao Sword intent, leading the thousands of swordsmanship to slowly merge with his own swordsmanship.

At this moment, he had a clear understanding, and seemed to be thinking about what his own Immortal Sword Intent belonged to.

Xian, what is it?

What is Xiandao Sword intent?

He was lost in thought at this moment.

The thousands of broken swords slowly calmed down as Wang Xuanzhi pondered.

The Sword Qi tide above the sword mound is constantly flowing.

"Xian, immortal also."

"But the reason why the immortal and the human can have an independent difference is because he has a detachment."

"He no longer belongs to this world, he escapes from the world."

"But it belongs to the red dust."

"Xianzi, there is a single person on the left."

"Its essence is still human, but compared with ordinary people, it is more indifferent and see-through."

"This is the fairy way."

Wang Xuanzhi, Dao heart is bright, Lingtai is clear and bright.

He had a more thorough understanding of his immortal sword intent.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and the golden light flashed.

He shouted, "I see, this is my Sword intent."

"My Sword intent, Xiandao Sword intent is detachment."

"The Sword intent that is detached from the world, detached from everything."

Wang Xuanzhi's white robe is automatic without wind, and the free and easy feeling on his body slowly rotates.

Can't say chic, can't say happy.

The Sword intent on his body is surging violently, with a majestic temperament.

The immortal sword emits a long cry, the long sword emits nine colors, and the precious light flashes.

"Keng!"

The sound of the sword immediately aroused the resonance of the thousands of broken swords.

They surrounded Wang Xuanzhi and turned slowly.

The rosacea-nosed old man looked horrified, "This is kendo enlightenment."

"He actually has a clear understanding of his own Sword intent. How evil is this son?"

Before the old man could react, the Calabash around his waist turned into a long sword and flew towards Wang Xuanzhi.

All the disciples of Sword Immortal Sect, all wearing long swords flew towards Wang Xuanzhi.

The old man desperately controlled his own long sword, he lost his voice, "How is it possible, this is my life sword, and it will not be under my control."

At this moment, regardless of whether it was the Cultivation Base's high or low sword cultivators, their long swords were all out of their hands and flew towards Wang Xuanzhi's direction.

Beside Wang Xuanzhi, a strange scene formed.

Thousands of broken swords seemed to come alive, exuding endless Sword intent.

Various Sword intents are mottled together, dominated by Wang Xuanzhi's Xiandao Sword intent.

There is an unexplainable mystery.

While other Flying Swords flew to Wang Xuanzhi one after another, they gathered 100 million in a short period of time.

The 100 million Flying Sword has a vague sense of surrender to Wang Xuanzhi's kendo and Wang Xuanzhi's immortal sword.

On this day, the entire Sword Immortal Sect showed Wanjian Chaozong!

Billion Sword Dynasty!

These hundreds of millions of swords exude various Sword Intent, constantly tempering Wang Xuanzhi's Immortal Sword Intent.

They have a strong sense of sacrificing themselves for Wang Xuanzhi.

At this moment, Wang Xuanzhi's Sword intent is constantly climbing, from small to big, and finally to completeness.

The transcendent meaning emanating from this Immortal Dao Sword intent was even more indifferent, as if it did not exist.

The entire Xianjianmen people fell into panic.

"Damn it, my long sword flew away inexplicably."

"Fellow daoist, your heart is messed up, in our Sword Immortal Sect, if you cultivate your heart, if your heart is messed up, your sword will be messed up."

"Good brother, your sword also flew away."

The man who flew away the long sword spoke quietly beside him.

"What, I rely on!"

The person who spoke looked closely at his own long sword and flew away.

During this day, Jianxianmen cried and cried.

Their long swords flew to nowhere.

They can't catch up, and can only stay messy in the wind.

For them, losing the Flying Sword is like losing the Great Way.

Everyone was about to cry.

Many elders and ancient beings in Jianxianmen appeared beside Wang Xuanzhi.

They watched in horror at the Wan Jian Chaozong that Wang Xuanzhi had caused.

"Which sect's disciple is this, hurry up and be admitted to our sect."

"Bastard, this is a lost disciple of my epee lineage."

"Shit, this is the illegitimate son of my guardian."

The sect master of Sword Immortal Sect smiled bitterly. These are seniors with high morals, and he is not good at arguing with them.

Besides, there is no way to fight.

He had to turn all his eyes on Wang Xuanzhi.

Looking at such a handsome young man, they already had the meaning of a sword fairy, and they couldn't help being horrified.

Especially Wang Xuanzhi's immortal sword intent made him feel even more terrifying.

On the surface, this Sword Intent looks very bland, if there is nothing.

But if you feel it carefully, you can understand the great horror.

This Sword Intent can actually obliterate the Sword Intent of others.

For Jian Xiu, it was simply a killer move.

The old man with rosacea looked at the sky full of people and secretly said, "It's broken."

But he had no way to break Wang Xuanzhi's current state, he could only stand in place and wait anxiously.

"Little guy, I brought you all this, you can't forget my goodness."

"You can't betray your trust."

The old man with rosacea spoke anxiously below.

The Sect Master of Sword Immortal Sect was a middle-aged man, his face darkened as he looked at his unreliable uncle.

Wang Xuanzhi has already felt the strangeness around him, and many powerful swordsmen with strong aura are watching him beside him.

This made him panic a little, and quickly stopped what he was doing now.

His Immortal Sword intent has also been tempered to perfection.

He slowly withdrew his own Immortal Dao Sword intent, and these ten million broken swords seemed to have lost their backbone and soul.

Slowly reinserted into the ground and returned to silence.

The thousands of spirit swords that flew over seemed to have recovered at this moment and flew back to their original place.

back to their masters.