Cultivation Is Like This Chapter 243

   Chapter 243

  zheng——

  The sword sounded high, and the three-footed sword swept the magnificent sword power.

  Bai Jin handed out a sword, pointed directly at the weak spot of Jianwang, and struck down Meng Buwei's protective sword light. Zhan Hongqu followed, and the domineering sword intent surged out in anger, colliding in the air, swinging the long sword in Meng Buwei's hand.

  The two swordsmen cooperated tacitly, and the long swords in their hands were handed out, and they joined together in an instant, dazzling and flickering, like a big net covering the sky, covering Meng Buwei in it for a moment.

  In an instant, the sword qi resounded in the surroundings, and in mid-air, black and white light and shadow flickered, as if thousands of people were fighting at this moment.

The incomparably powerful and terrifying sword curtain shrouded the whole body, the layers of advancement had nowhere to hide, the protective sword energy was broken, and the power of heaven and earth as a reliance was also suppressed by the other side. The dimness of the sword intent was suppressed to a terrible extent.

   The impact of the white sword's soul shook Meng Buwei back, his body and mind were unstable, the long sword in his hand was loose, and the red song was cut off into the sky.

not good!

   Two long swords, one black and one white, slashed. The cold air stings his eyes and shrinks. Meng Buwei's scalp tightens.

   The sword peak is like a needle, skyrocketing in the sky, the tyrannical sword intent suddenly scatters, distorting the surrounding space, and the oscillating ripples are comparable to stormy waves.

  Zhan Hongqu's heart froze, knowing that the iron sword was the possession of the elders of the Heavenly Sword Sect, he stepped back and held the sword in front of him.

  At the same time, don't forget to pull the white brocade and take it to avoid the edge for a while.

  The fierce sword intent swept through the wind and clouds, and as soon as it appeared, there was an incomparably violent sword power running through it, one point two, two points four, four changing eight... In the blink of an eye, hundreds of grand swords rolled down like a waterfall.

  The huge sword force is far from being blocked by the virtual world, especially the condensed sword intent, which carries the power of heaven and earth, making each sword light with extremely terrifying destructive power.

   For a while, the surrounding air solidified.

The    sword stance can easily tear apart the small world, like a broken bamboo, and nothing can stop it.

   Bai Jin saw this, but there was no panic on her face. She raised her hand and pressed it on her waist, releasing the black jade sword pendant on her waist.

  Buzzing————

   The long rushing sword intent poured in, the black jade sword rose against the wind, the black sword body was deep, the two fronts were open with white scorpions, and the black sword qi divine light was surrounded by it, making it extremely domineering.

  Nine Swords·Da Shi Tian.

As soon as the sword came out, Meng Buwei's discoloration immediately changed. The protective saber given to him by Mei Wangsu was a token of the elders. .

   But it depends on what.

  If all the swords in Bulao Mountain are divided into four grades, the iron sword in each disciple's hand is the last one, and the long swords that cut Mingxin and cut the red song, including Meng Buwei's own life double cultivation, are in this column.

  The third grade, the elders' personal tokens, pure sword intent condensed, and the forging method is unknown. It is unique to the Heavenly Sword Sect in the whole world. Like the demon-suppressing tablet of Dashan Temple, it is impossible to lick it if it is related.

   The second class, the nine swords that the Heavenly Sword Sect has inherited to this day.

  Dating back thousands of years ago, Abandoned the Classics and received a group of disciples who were "unachievable". If they wanted to pass on the immortal sword intent, no one could learn it, so they had the disciples forge their own swordsmanship.

  Nine swords were born because of this, abandoning the scriptures one by one, using the finger as the stone to open the front of the nine swords.

   With the invincible power of Abandoned Classic I, the power of the nine swords that he personally consecrated naturally needless to say, transcendence, and his own realm, once he was born, it attracted the second shaping of thunder tribulation.

  The nine swords are formed, and due to the opportunity of thunder robbery, they carry the power of heaven. Each of the nine swords has a sword name, which is not taken by future generations, but formed by heaven and earth.

   As for the first class, it is the foundation of Tianjian Peak, which has been turned into by the iron sword, and it is said that the sky will not fall, and it will not be destroyed.

Compared with the Nine Swords, the    Elder Saber seems to be only one level apart, but in fact, the difference between acquired and innate is more than cloud and mud.

   To put it bluntly, the Elder Saber is a mass-produced nine swords, and it is a pirated product without an official seal.

  Because it is the world of immortality, and the official is the sky, here, there will be no situation where pirated copies will be killed on the beach.

  Meng Buwei, as the second-generation disciple of Lingxiao Sword Sect, naturally recognized the supreme treasure, Da Shitian, and turned his head away without saying a word.

   Yujian plummeted into the abyss and at the same time cursed Lin Buyan for his deep scheming, one card after another without giving him a chance to catch his breath.

   "Damn guy, how noble is the token of the head of the sect, to give it to a third-generation disciple casually, this **** is calculating people all day long, and he doesn't want his face!"

   Just after the scolding ended, a black light overtook the car from the rear and quickly fell down the dark cliff.

   Meng Buwei's eyes were sharp, and he clearly saw that the black light gave Mei Wangfu a saber, secretly said that the nine swords were really invincible, and the speed of escape was faster.

   It is not advisable to stay here for a long time, walking is the best plan.

He made up his mind that it was impossible to kill Bai Jin, so he quickly told his master about the news about Bai Jin's body, Mei Wangsu. They rushed into the secret realm and seized the general situation, and the advantages were all on their side.

   This is steady!

The thought of    just came up, and the black sword light whistled, and the heavy force was like a boundless sea squatting high in the sky, and it was like the sky was spinning. People looked down at the ocean in the air.

   The black light went straight and washed over Meng Buwei's position, and the rest of his momentum continued to fall. After a long time, the abyss and canyon shook with a bang.

   One sword smashed the elder iron sword, and one sword hit Meng Buwei heavily. Bai Jin swept the third sword with Da Shitian in his hand, and chased after him with another sword.

   "Good sword, this sword is the Nine Swords of Lingxiao Sword Sect?"

  Zhan Hongqu's eyes lit up, watching the divine sword in Bai Jin's hand up close, rubbing his hands in greed.

  Want to touch.

This kind of temptation is simply unbearable for Jian Xiu to abandon the sword edge that she has touched with her own hands. That is to say, she touched another Nine Swords Daweitian in her early years, and was injured by the sword edge. The wound on her fingertips could not be healed. After three years of blood, I know how powerful the Nine Swords are, otherwise I would have already started to touch it.

  Bai Jin nodded and fixed his eyes on the Sanyuan Sword Formation.

  The sword formation is a realm of its own, and the mysterious artistic conception has reached the threshold of the integration period. She once read the library of Lingxiao Jianzong Mountain Gate and knew that the monks in the integration period are extremely powerful. For example, in the secret realm in front of him, the cultivator in the fusion stage can hold it in it, delete the shape of the secret realm at will, and what's more, he can sew several secret realms, refine them for his own use, and create their own treasures of heaven and earth.

   Hearing Bubei refining the virtual realm for a hundred years of great perfection, with his aptitude, he should have broken through the integration stage long ago, and he has not been able to achieve it, which does not affect his repeated horizontal jumps on the edge of the threshold of the integration stage.

   Bai Jin was worried about Lu Bei's safety, and he didn't care to check whether Meng Buwei was dead or alive.

   The goal this time is the Sanyuan Sword Formation.

   Swinging four swords in a row, the long rushing sword intent consumes astonishingly, Bai Jin's body trembles, and his face turns pale involuntarily.

   Seeing the black light cut through the outer barrier of the sword formation and pierced through an entrance, a smile appeared on his pale and pretty face.

   At this moment, the general trend in the palm of his hand suddenly trembled, the sword light soared, broke free from Bai Jin and left, plunged into the sword formation.

  The sudden scene stunned Bai Jin, remembering that this sword is a treasure that is inherited from the division, once lost, there will be the disaster of Lingxiao Jianzong's annihilation.

Zhan Hongqu didn't know the reason, so he curled his lips and said, "Junior Sister Bai, you dote on your younger brother too much, Da Shitian is the treasure of the sect master, and Sect Master Lin entrusted it to you, you understand what it means, how can you let it go? Easily transfer it to others?"

"NO, I have not……"

   "Da Shi Tian himself..."

   At the bottom of the abyss, two black lights fell to the ground in a row, tearing apart the abyss and slaying the poisonous beasts hidden there.

   Amidst the smoke, a figure climbed up and staggered forward.

  “Pfft——”

   Meng Buwei's hair was disheveled, he covered his right broken arm, and a mouthful of blood spurted out just two steps away.

   He gasped for a few breaths, and his heart lingered: "Fortunately, in the early years of eliminating demons and defending the Dao, I learned the method of surviving by breaking the arm of the demon door, otherwise the nine lives today would not be enough to pay."

   "Hateful!"

While speaking, he looked at the sky with a gloomy face, and said coldly: "Bai Jin has great power, I am not her opponent, and I will not complain if I lose. Little Junior Brother, use your means to protect yourself without worry, if you lose... Senior Brother, call Master to save you."

   After saying that, he quickened his walking speed.

   Before taking a few steps, he suddenly heard a strange noise behind him.

   At the bottom of the dark abyss, needles could be heard falling, and the sound of rustling was comparable to thunder, and it exploded in his ears in an instant, causing Meng Buwei's scalp to tingle.

   He turned around suddenly, with a long sword in his hand, the sword qi protected his body, and the small world spread rapidly.

   "What's wrong, get out of here!"

  Rumble————

  In the boundless darkness, the waves of fire rose endlessly, and in the center of the sea of ​​​​fire, a giant python with a body length of several hundred meters held its head high, with wings on its back, and a pair of vertical snake pupils looked down from above.

   The fire swept across, and the terrifying pressure followed, shattering the mountain wall and collapsing, and the vitality collapsed.

  Meng Buwei: ()

  NMD, why?

  The giant python is born with a different appearance, and it is extremely extraordinary. The unstoppable heart palpitations remind Meng Buwei that if he doesn't leave, it is not necessarily whether he is dead or alive today, and he will definitely be buried in a snake's kiss.

   "Fellow Daoist, the person who disturbed your sleep is above, it has nothing to do with me!"

  Meng Buwei brows with sweat in the corners, secretly saying that the fortunes are not good today, while retreating, he maintains the stability of the small world, and tries his best to resist the surging waves of fire.

   In the next second, his eyes darkened, only to see the infinite red light oppressing the small world to shatter, and the huge body moving laterally.

  The heart was broken and the sword was broken. There was a concave human-shaped mark on the wall, and Bobo's blood flowed out along the cracks of the broken stone.

  The giant python folded its wings and returned to the sea of ​​​​fire, but after a few breaths, the firelight and the giant python dissipated at the same time, leaving a slender and graceful figure on the spot.

  She Chang: (ΦωΦ)

   She moved her hands and feet in place, looked left and right and touched, subconsciously entered a demonic state, and stuck out her tongue to capture the smell information in the air.

   "ssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss"

  The golden-scaled snake entangled up, biting a strand of She Hen's hair with its mouth open, which meant that it was a little exasperated.

  She Chang grabbed the golden-scaled snake with his backhand, and regardless of the latter's struggle for his life, he opened the front of his shirt and imprisoned it in great terror.

   After getting this done, She Chang raised his hand to support the burden on his chest, the vertical snake pupil looked up into the sky, the corner of his mouth twitched, dripping with saliva.

  The saliva fell to the ground, and black smoke rose.

   (end of this chapter)

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