Xianwu: There Are Always Reborn People Who Want To Stop Me From Being Invincible

The moment Zhou Yuan drew his sword, a sharp edge suddenly appeared on his body.

Not from the sword, but from the man.

His people are sharper than the sword and more murderous than the sword.

The sword move hadn't appeared yet, but the murderous intent was felt by everyone.

"It's so murderous."

Even Guan Xiuchen, who was standing motionless in the sky, couldn't help but sigh in a low voice.

Then, Zhou Yuan flew up and stabbed the woman with his sword.

This sword is like the blue sky and white clouds, spotless and flawless.

A ray of sword light flew diagonally, like a startling light and lightning, like a rainbow across the sky.

This arbitrary change of sword moves is the supreme level of swordsmanship, and it can be regarded as a sword move that is unparalleled in the world.

Facing this sword, not to mention the woman he met head-on, even the other people in Shura Purgatory seemed to be facing the brilliant sword energy and the biting cold.

They couldn't understand the various changes of this sword.

But Guan Xiuchen, who was standing in the air, the teachers on the mountain, and Ye Jiayu, who was staring at Zhou Yuan, had already seen something.

This sword move has changed, or it cannot be said to be a change.

This sword is formed before the move is made, and the spirit remains after the move is made, so that the hardness becomes the softest, and the unchanged becomes change.

This is no longer a sword, but a kind of intention.

He happened to be wearing white clothes, and the man and the sword became one, solitary and far away, like white clouds on the sea, or like flying immortals in the sky.

A kind of loneliness arises spontaneously, and endless murderous intent is contained in this loneliness.

Zhou Yuan's man and sword seemed to have become one, and the sword's light was like a flying rainbow, piercing straight through.

The sword light was brilliant and swift, without any change, not even a back move.

He put all his strength into this sword. There was no change, and sometimes it was the best change.

The woman didn't even react before the sword was stabbed into her throat.

"Forehead……"

She gasped for breath for a few times, and then fell directly to the ground.

The Feihong Sword in Zhou Yuan's hand only spattered with blood.

"Amazing……"

Ma Xiaoyun was extremely surprised. Seeing that Zhou Yuan's temperament had become cold and lonely with the sword, he didn't know what to say.

"That's a nice sword, what's its name?"

Even people as strong as Guan Xiuchen became curious about Zhou Yuan's sword.

"Flying Fairy from Heaven!"

Zhou Yuan replied lightly, but looked at the other people in Shura Purgatory, as if he was extremely lonely.

This sword technique was created by combining the Dugu Nine Swords and the Purple Qi Donglai Sword Intent before he participated in the training camp.

As for the name of the swordsmanship, I just thought it was similar to the sword in the novel, and the name sounded nice, so I picked it up as a memory.

"Haha, Heavenly Flying Immortal, what a Heavenly Flying Immortal, you have mastered this sword technique, there really is no one here who can be your opponent."

Guan Xiuchen saw the sword technique and heard the name, but he couldn't help but put his hands in the air and laughed.

After laughing, he stopped staying in the air and returned directly to the top of the mountain. He actually poured out a glass of wine and drank it all in one gulp.

"A good sword should be paired with wine. Junior Brother Zhou will be here tomorrow, and I will treat you to a few drinks."

As he spoke, he directly regarded Zhou Yuan as his future classmate.

This made Ye Jiayu, who was also on the top of the mountain, feel a burst of despair in his heart. He didn't know what to say and murmured: "Are you a flying fairy from the sky?"

Without Xiao Li's flying knife, which always kills, this demon created this flawless flying fairy from the sky.

At this time, Ye Jiayu realized that he seemed to be wrong, very wrong.

The devil's talent in swordsmanship may not be any worse than in swordsmanship.

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"Everyone, what are you waiting for? Let's stand shoulder to shoulder and kill this person first!"

Some people had already recovered from Zhou Yuan's sword blow just now, and looking at Zhou Yuan, their murderous intent became even stronger.

Unless this person is removed, they have no chance at all.

Immediately, more than a dozen people attacked Zhou Yuan at the same time.

Zhou Yuan didn't panic at all, he chuckled and continued to draw his sword.

It's still a sword, a flying fairy from the sky.

In Shura Purgatory, no one could describe the brilliance and brilliance of this sword, nor could they describe the speed of this sword.

It seemed that it was no longer just a sword, but the wrath of the God of Thunder, a strike of lightning.

The sword flashed like lightning passing by.

Then a red flower bloomed in Shura Purgatory.

This is a blood flower, not a snowflake.

Zhou Yuan watched coldly as the person in front of him fell, and then blew lightly on his lips to blow away the blood on the Feihong Sword.

The name of the sword is Feihong, and the swordsmanship is also called Tianwai Feixian.

After killing the second person, Zhou Yuan looked at these people coldly. The sword energy on his body came out so sharply that the air froze.

"Since you all want to die, you don't have to wait three days, come on."

Zhou Yuan stood up with his sword, and the Feihong Sword in his hand kept swinging and thrusting out.

The Flying Immortal from Heaven is just a sword, but it has endless changes.

Only the murderous intent and loneliness remained unchanged.

Every time it is swung and thrust out, a blood flower blooms in the world.

The strange thing is that even so, the white clothes on Zhou Yuan's body are still spotless.

Dozens of people fell one after another, but Zhou Yuan seemed to be a killing machine.

His expression remained unchanged, and he seemed to be smiling slightly, as if he was killing a chicken.

He has never killed anyone, but immersed in the Sword Intent of Tianwai Feixian, he found that killing was not a big deal.

The people who can come to Shura Purgatory are all people who do not regard human life as human life, and there is no less killing in their hands.

But facing Zhou Yuan's killing and death, they were afraid.

When there were only a dozen or so people left, they ignored Zhou Yuan and fled for their lives in the distance.

One more day to live is one more day, and one must not be an enemy of this terrifying young man.

Within ten minutes, the surging group of people dispersed after leaving most of their bodies behind.

Zhou Yuan did not chase them. He looked at some wooden houses not far away and walked directly towards the wooden houses.

Whether he kills these people or not is not an important matter to him.

After he left, in Shura Purgatory, whether it was the people on the mountain or the people at the bottom, discussions began.

No one thought that Zhou Yuan, whom they had always considered mediocre and even looked down upon, could be so terrifying.