Sword of Coming

Wu Shuangjiang had seen all the star maps before, and did not want to get too entangled with Cui Dongshan. He used four imitation swords and easily broke through the restrictions on the first level of the small world. After arriving at the search mountain formation, he faced thousands of people who were like a volley of arrows. With the technique, Wu Shuangjiang twists the talisman to transform into a human being. The fox-furred woman transforms into a sea of ​​clouds with a pair of white clouds under her feet, overwhelming the monsters and ghosts in the mountain. The handsome young man presses the yellow langang belt and takes out the jade wat from the bag, which can naturally restrain those " The Soushan Divine General, who is ranked in the Immortal Class, looks like two armies confronting each other on the clouds, the sky, and the mountains and the earth. On one side are the ghosts and gods of the Soushan Formation, and on the other side there are only three people.

Wu Shuangjiang used his magical power again to prevent the four people from hiding to watch the show. Except for Cui Dongshan, Ning Yao, Chen Ping'an and Jiang Shangzhen appeared in front of them, ignoring the restrictions of heaven and earth, and all mysterious figures who looked like their beloved companions appeared in front of them.

Ning Yao looked at the high-spirited swordsman in blue and sneered. He was pretending to be a ghost and couldn't even imitate.

He cut off his head with a sword.

It is estimated that if Chen Pingan really sees this scene, he will feel that hiding the scroll "Teaching Women in the World to Make Up" is not superfluous at all.

Unexpectedly, the blue-shirted swordsman reunited, his expression and voice were exactly the same as the real Chen Ping'an, as if he had reunited after a long separation and whispered love words to his beloved woman, "Miss Ning, I haven't seen you for a long time. I miss you so much."

Ning Yao raised her eyebrows slightly. She was really looking for death. She would cut it with one sword and break it into pieces. After that, as long as the swordsman in blue reshaped his body, Ning Yao would be the one with the sword. Many times, she would even wait for him intentionally or unintentionally. For a moment, she was willing to give him a chance to show up, but never gave him a chance to speak. Every time Ning Yao draws his sword, although it is just a sliver of sword light, every time it seems to be just a slender line of dazzling sword light, it has a sword intention that breaks the rules of the world. However, she has excellent control over her sword, neither Destroying the bird in the cage can allow the blue-shirted swordsman to be "absorbed" by the sword's light. This is like a sword slashing out of the ruins. It can forcefully drag the surrounding seawater and even the water of the galaxy into it, and eventually turn it into endless nothingness.

In short, the green-shirted swordsman "Chen Ping'an" in front of him was completely inadequate against the Ascension Realm Ning Yao.

The swordsman seemed to be heartbroken, and another imitation of the caged bird suddenly appeared inside the caged bird. Ning Yao's face was expressionless, and he used his sword aura slightly. The imitated heaven and earth that had just appeared, together with the majestic sword rain of a moon imitation sword in the well, suddenly appeared. Like glass shattering into millions of pieces, the sky and earth are blurred and the scene is magnificent. A female cultivator in the Ascension Realm stands among them with a sword in hand, walking slowly, her hair on the temples is slightly fluttering, which makes her look extremely beautiful, like no other in the world. other colors.

In that helpless place where the formation was formed, Chen Pingan, who had been waiting for Wu Shuangjiang to come here as a guest, stood up, put his sword back into the scabbard, slipped out a pair of Caozi daggers from his sleeves, took a step sideways, and held The sword "Ning Yao", a sword light fell straight on the spot, Chen Pingan kicked the ground, and instantly came behind the illusion of Ning Yao, put a palm on the back of her head, smashed it on the spot, swept backwards with a sword, Chen Pingan was in the ten count Zhang Wai calmed down, frowned slightly, and immediately focused his mind. The phantom woman's body was motionless, only her head rotated back, and she looked at Chen Ping'an with a smile, full of sarcasm.

Because the "Sword Immortal" with golden light flowing in her hand was just a weird state between reality and illusion before, but when Chen Pingan thought about it for a moment, after involving the sword Immortal and the golden wine of the robe, The sword in the hands of the woman in front of him and the robe on her body were instantly very close to the truth in Chen Ping'an's heart. This meant that the combat power of this woman who did not know how to manifest had skyrocketed.

But another thought accidentally flashed through Chen Ping'an's mind. The woman's lips moved slightly, as if she said the word "come here". A small world in a lawless place actually gave birth to strands of ancient essence sword intent out of thin air, like The four long swords condensed into substance, and the sword intent spread out into criss-crossing subtle sword energy, which together protected the formation around the woman's world. She nodded slightly, squinted her eyes and smiled, "The number one person in the world, indeed. Well deserved.”

Chen Ping'an had a headache and realized that Wu Shuangjiang's magical power was really insidious.

Chen Pingan quickly suppressed all the complicated thoughts about "Ning Yao" in his heart.

The woman smiled and said: "Is this enough? I broke the ban on the night ship with one sword before, but it was a real Ascension Realm cultivation. With this sword and a robe, I have two immortal weapons. I have to thank you. It’s becoming more and more real. Oh, I forgot, I don’t need to say thank you to you, it’s too alienating.”

Chen Ping'an didn't think it was impossible to fight, but it was just a little tricky. Wu Shuangjiang once again mastered the art of teaching, and the woman in front of him looked like a copy of a calligraphy and painting, no matter how authentic it was, after all, she was not the real Ning Yao, not a genuine Ascension Realm sword cultivator. , whether the woman is supported by Wu Shuangjiang's thoughts, or her spiritual energy foundation, as well as the sword fairy and the golden robe, as long as Chen Ping'an can control his mind, she and all external objects will continue to wear out. , eventually dissipated.

A lawless place is the best battlefield. Moreover, the fact that Chen Ping'an was in this situation was not entirely a bad thing. It was just used to sharpen the physique of a ten-level martial artist.

But it is really difficult to deal with.

Chen Ping'an took a deep breath and stooped slightly, as if a weight of millions of kilograms was suddenly lifted off his shoulders. Before boarding the ship, I had been walking around the city as an eighth-level martial artist. Even if I went to find Ning Yao, I was still at the peak of the mountain top level. The real end of the world is now.

Unexpectedly, there was a Ning Yao behind the woman, like a piece of paper, split open by a sword. It was Ning Yao who came here with a sword. The real Ning Yao and the fake Ning Yao were judged.

Ning Yao took a step forward and came to Chen Pingan, frowning slightly, "What did you talk about with her?"

The next moment, a locust wood sword appeared out of thin air from the sword box behind Ning Yao.

Chen Pingan swept his arm and hit the door in front of Ning Yao. The latter flew ten feet away. Chen Pingan used his sword skills to make a flying sword and penetrated the opponent's head. He used his left hand to make a seal, and five thunders were fired. Clusters, thousands of miles of mountains and rivers with lines on the palms, contain the Five Thunder Methods everywhere, wrapping Ning Yao, who has two locust wood swords hidden in the sword box, in them, like a natural disaster approaching, the Taoist magic slams down quickly, beating his body. broken.

Chen Pingan narrowed his eyes, shook his sleeves with both hands, and looked relaxed, waiting for the next "Ning Yao" to appear.

Just a little more thoughts about the locust wood sword that had little to do with combat power exposed her.

On Jiang Shangzhen's side, he stared blankly at a frail woman with pear blossoms and rain. She walked slowly, stopped in front of him, and just kicked him lightly and punched him. She was as light as floating catkins. Does it hurt or not? She pursed her lips and raised her head. She looked at the slender man and sobbed: "Jiang Lang, why are you old and have gray hair?"

Jiang Shangzhen looked at the woman in front of him with clear eyes, but he thought that the woman in his heart was not a person at all. He smiled and said: "I have never seen her cry in my life, who do you think you are?"

He seemed to think she was too much of an eyesore, so he gently stretched out his palm and pushed the woman's head away. The latter stumbled and fell to the ground, sitting on the ground, biting her lips, looking at the betrayed person with a sad face, her temples slightly frosted. Jiang Shangzhen just looked into the distance and murmured: "My heart is so broken that I can't wrap it up."

In the small world of Sou Shan Formation, where the innocent imitation sword was hovering, Jiang Shangzhen, who looked like an elf, stretched out his hand and rubbed his neck. It was probably because his head was placed a little wrong before. He held it with both hands, twisted it slightly, and sighed: " It took a lot of effort to fight in the fourteenth realm. Now I feel that Pei Min is really kind and amiable. "

The four swords stood in the four directions of the sky and the earth in the Sou Shan Formation. The sword energy soared into the sky, like four fire candles as high as mountains, burning out four dark holes in a peace scroll, so Wu Shuangjiang wanted to To leave, just choose a "gate" and take the two maids to swim away, but Wu Shuangjiang obviously has no intention of leaving for the time being.

Jiang Shangzhen's eyes immediately revealed that the handsome young man next to Wu Shuangjiang was actually the same person but different ages from the fox-furred woman. One was the young couple in Wu Shuangjiang's memory, and the other was a slightly older young woman. Forget it, as for why a woman disguises herself as a man, Jiang Shangzhen feels that the real meaning of this is just like the thrush in the boudoir, which is not enough for outsiders to understand.

Wu Shuangjiang turned his head and spoke in a low voice to "Young Tianran". His eyes were gentle, his voice was mellow, and he was full of a look of affection that was not fake. He explained to her the differences between the small world in the world, "The saints sit in the small world, and the immortals use their magical powers to create things." , or the talisman formation, or relying on the mind to create the sun, moon, stars, and thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, these are all good magical powers, but they are also divided into three, six, and nine levels."

"The saints of the three religions are in charge of academies, Taoist temples and temples, and the saints of military strategists are in charge of the ancient battlefield. The heaven and earth are the most real, the rules of the avenue are running in an orderly manner, and they are the most flawless, so they are ranked first. In addition to the founders of the three religions, Chen Qingdu is in charge of the sword. The Great Wall of Qi is the most lethal. The old blind man sits on the Hundred Thousand Mountains, which is the strongest. The Mohists built the city and created their own world. Although there is a suspicion of being unreliable, it is close to the extremes of geographical location and manpower of a refiner. , the key is to have both offense and defense, which is quite good. The ferry is in trouble this time, if there is still a chance, I will take you to visit the wild world."

"Mr. Cui's previous star map seemed vast and boundless. It was a manipulation of the spiritual consciousness of the monks who fell into it, confusing a boundless one. It is most suitable for trapping and killing immortals, but it is very difficult to deal with the ascension realm. . As for the small world of Sou Shan Formation, the essence lies in the uncertainty of authenticity. How could so many magical powers and offensive magic weapons be true? They are just nine falsehoods and one true. Otherwise, Jiang Shangzhen would not be able to do anything on the Tongyezhou battlefield. The merits accumulated in the Confucian Temple must be at least doubled. However, Jiang Shangzhen's natal flying sword has long been quietly hidden in it. It can be replaced with any god, general, spirit, magic weapon, and spell at will, as long as any fish that slips through the net comes close. If ordinary monks fight against each other, they will be beheaded by flying swords. Unfortunately, the biggest crux of every small world such as Xinxiang and Talisman Array is that there is a fixed number of 'one', which cannot be recycled. Life is endless, so if I don’t want to rush on the journey and see more new scenery, I can wait until Mr. Cui and Jiang Shangzhen have exhausted their energy before rushing to the next world.”

Cui Dongshan flicked his sleeves again and again, brushing away the aftertaste of the sword energy aroused by those innocent imitation swords. The poor Taiping Scroll of Sou Shan Picture was nailed to the "book desk" by four imitation swords, more like a few appreciating paintings. When a person holds a lamp and looks closely, the lamps are burning at such a close range that the sky and earth in the picture appear to be slightly yellowish in varying degrees.

But Jiang Shangzhen didn't feel any distress about this, and Cui Dongshan looked calm and said with a smile: "Sword cultivators fight against each other, which is to fight against the enemy on the battlefield. What Old Wei said is the most correct, it is nothing more than a fixed line of soldiers arranging and crossing, killing with random swords. The qigong masters competed with each other, just like the two temples, it all depends on who has more colorful intestines, different styles, different tastes. Let’s not be frightened by Palace Master Wu. It must be the first time for the four swords to come together. Palace Master Wu seems to have them at his fingertips, so relaxed and comfortable, but he actually spent a lot of money."

Wu Shuangjiang stood at the canopy, nodded in the distance, and said with a hearty smile: "Mr. Cui expected it to be true. I originally wanted to take it to the Xuandu Temple to learn swordsmanship, and then go to Dao Laoer to learn swordsmanship. This time we met on the ferry, it was an opportunity. It's rare that Mr. Cui can also be regarded as a sword cultivator. He just needs a few of you to practice and ask each other for swordsmanship. I just hope that the two immortals of Yupu and the four sword immortals will work together to kill the fourteenth realm. Don't let me I underestimated Haoran Sword Cultivator."

Jiang Shangzhen stretched out his hand and found a flag in his hand. He shook it vigorously, always looking like an elf, cursing and spitting, "I consider myself a person who is good at chatting. I can flatter and disgust people. I never thought that besides Brother Du, I would meet another enemy of the Dao today! Flirting and flirting are intolerable. I really can’t bear it. Brother Cui, don’t stop me. I must meet this old immortal Wu today! "

As the banners swayed, strong winds gusted, and the heaven and earth had another strange phenomenon. Except for those god generals and monsters in the mountains who had retreated, they began to fight against the three people in the sky again. Among them, there were four more people. The divine general attracted the most attention. He was a thousand feet tall. He stepped on a dragon and held a giant sword in both hands. He led his army to kill Wu Shuangjiang and his three men.

A giant spirit mountain guardian stood on the top of the mountain carried by a giant turtle, holding a magic mirror. Under the bright sun, the mirror light shot out, and a sword light continued like a rolling river, passing by There were accidental injuries - countless spirits, monsters and ghosts. The sharp sword light seemed to have been forged with the Taoist will of the infinite sun essence, and it went straight to the jade tablet hanging in the sky like the moon.

A godly warrior wearing golden armor, with three heads and six arms, holding a sword, spear, and halberd, disappeared in a flash, retreated into the mountains and rivers, stepped out in a few steps, and arrived in front of Wu Shuang in an instant.

A priestess with fluttering ribbons, holding a pipa in her arms, has a strange appearance with one head and four faces.

The hanging jade wat thrown by the handsome young man was hit by the light beam of the magic mirror for a long time. Sparks flew everywhere, and golden rainstorms began to fall between the sky and the earth. The first crack finally appeared in the jade wat, and a cracking sound was heard.

Wu Shuangjiang smiled and said: "Put it away. After all, it is a real object that has been treasured for many years."

The young man nodded and was about to collect the jade wat and return it to his pocket. He never thought that in the light emitted by the magic lock mirror on the top of the mountain, there was a ray of green sword light, which was difficult to detect. It was like a fish hiding in the river, as fast as thunder. In an instant, he was about to hit the broken part of the jade tablet. Wu Shuangjiang smiled slightly and appeared at random. He stretched out his hand like a cup of water and picked up a handful of mirror light as big as a lake in the palm of his hand. Among them was a mirror that was bumping around. The extremely small blue fish is still clearly visible in the field of vision of a fourteenth-level monk. The Dharma Xiang clasped his hands together and crushed the mirror light, leaving only the sword energy and divine will, so that he could learn from it, refine it, and finally refine it. A flying sword that is closer to the truth than Jiang Shangzhen's destiny.

Wu Shuangjiang put away the Dharma photo and spread his hands. There was a very small green snake crawling and winding in the palm of his hand. It was suppressed by the avenue and had to be reduced to this size. Otherwise, it would be allowed to reveal its true form. Wu Shuangjiang suddenly smiled and shook his head. , it is reasonable to say that the green snake that had been unable to move suddenly grew in size. It had horns on its head, four claws on its belly, and a pair of pale golden eyes. It was clearly a dragon water descendant. It wrapped around Wu Shuangjiang's arm. Wu Shuangjiang shook his arm gently, and all the dragon's flesh and blood instantly turned into nothingness. Only the virtual appearance of the dragon was left, just like a white-drawn dragon picture with golden ink. It was still entangled. As for the sleeve of Wu Shuangjiang's robe, it was twisted by the dragon and made a squeaking sound. After the dragon opened its mouth and bit Wu Shuangjiang's robe, it tried to touch the skin of a fourteenth-level monk. Wu Shuangjiang sneered. Said: "It is better to return to the rivers and lakes than to return to the rivers and lakes because of this small evil."

A flash of light flashed across Wu Shuangjiang's robe, and the dragon disappeared. A moment later, he fell directly into the world of the robe, and was instantly refined with all his divine will.

That water descendant was not only contaminated with Jiang Shangzhen's sword intention, but as a disguise, it also contained a refining method as a cover-up. In other words, this method was by no means a temporary act after encountering Wu Shuangjiang, but had been in place for a long time. Premeditated, otherwise Wu Shuangjiang, as the world's leading alchemist, would not have suffered this accident. Whether it is refining swords or refining objects, he is one of the few great monks standing on the top of the mountain. Otherwise, how could he even refine his inner demons? Even an Ascending Realm Demon of Transformation had to be refined by him again.

Wu Shuangjiang asked with a smile: "With all your methods, which great monk were you originally planning to target? Pei Min, the swordsman? Or was it me from the beginning? It seems that Xiaobai's appearance back then was a bit superfluous."

The upside-down mountain ascended and returned to the Qingming world. The four monks from Sui Chu Palace who traveled far away followed the Fangshan Ziyin back to their hometowns. Only Xiaobai, the guardian of the year, visited the ruins of the Sword Qi Great Wall to learn about it. Mi Shu met with the young hidden official who was guarding half of the city and proposed a deal, promising that as long as Chen Ping An agreed to hand over the alien demon, he would be willing to do it for Chen Ping An personally or for the fifth Ascension City in the world. , in a capacity similar to that of a guest minister, he has contributed for hundreds of years.

Everyone in the Qing Ming world knows that the watcher of the Sui Chu Palace is extremely high-level and extremely lethal. During Wu Shuangjiang's retreat, he relied on this novice to sit in a stork tower. Under his plan, the sect The power does not decrease but increases.

Xiaobai did not think that the young Yin Guan, whom he had known for many years, was a fool. Friendship was friendship, and business was business. After all, a demon who escaped from Sui Chu Palace not only had a dispute with the palace owner Wu Shuangjiang, but also the entire Sui Dynasty. The enemy of life and death.

Born as the Taoist companion in Wu Shuangjiang's heart, the white-haired boy who escaped to the prison of the Great Sword Wall was a real demon. According to the rules of the mountain, he was not a naughty little girl who ran away from home. It seemed As long as the elders in the family find it, they can be taken home casually. This is just like the Embroidered Tiger, the first disciple of Wen Sheng, who deceived his master and betrayed his ancestors. Qi Jingchun built the Cliff Academy in Dali. Naturally, he would not talk about the friendship with Cui Zhang anymore. No matter whether it was left or right, he would later build the Cliff Academy in Dali. Facing Cui Dongshan, it was A Liang who had reunited with the national preceptor Cui Han earlier in the Great Li capital city. At least on the surface, it was not very pleasant.

But unexpectedly, the young hermit official rejected the proposal of the guardian of Sui Chu Palace.

Buying and selling is business, and calculation is calculation.

Originally, as long as Chen Pingan agreed to this matter, in Feisheng City and the fifth world, relying on Xiaobai's cultivation and identity, and forming an alliance with the sword cultivator, the entire world would gradually turn into a bloody military strategist within a hundred years. The battlefield, every ruin of the battlefield, is Xiaobai's dojo. The Great Wall of Sword Qi seems to have gained the upper hand. It has been unrivaled for a hundred years and has overwhelming power. It has taken advantage of the geographical advantages, but it has been at the invisible price of the loss of time, time and people. , Sui Chugong may even have a chance to eventually replace Ascension City. Sword cultivators in the world like to fight the most. Xiaobai actually doesn't like killing, but he is very good at it.

It's just that since Xiaobai and Chen Pingan have not reached an agreement and failed to help Sui Chugong gain a hidden advantage, Wu Shuangjiang doesn't care about this and doesn't feel any regret. He is concerned about the so-called general trend of the world and the development of sect forces. Wu Shuangjiang has never been very interested in whether the scattered branches and leaves can surpass Sun Huaizhong's view of the Great Xuandu.

Probably because he didn't want the picture of Taiping Juan Sou Mountain to be destroyed too early, the two imitation swords Taibai and Tianzhen suddenly disappeared.

Follow the clues and go to the world where Ning Yao and Chen Pingan are.

The four imitation swords were all refined by Wu Shuangjiang. They were not destined for the Great Refining. Moreover, it was true that the Great Refining was not possible. Not only was Wu Shuangjiang unable to do it, but even the owners of the four real immortal swords were equally powerless. .

In order to create the embryos of four immortal swords, Wu Shuangjiang spent all his resources and treasures in Sui Chu Gong. On the road of cultivation, Wu Shuangjiang collected and purchased dozens of flying swords relics of the Sword Immortal early on, and finally re-created them. In fact, Wu Shuang already had this "whimsical" idea of ​​melting, casting and refining when he became a golden elixir earth immortal, and he began to lay out the plan step by step, accumulating information bit by bit.

Fortunately, the three swords of Daozang, Taibai, and Wanfa have been around for a long time. Only the Ning Yao "Innocent" really made Wu Shuangjiang wait for many years.

Therefore, during this night voyage, Ning Yao ascended to Haoran Tianxia with his sword, and finally went straight to this place to meet up with Chen Ping'an, who had the tip of Taibai's sword. It was a big surprise for Wu Shuangjiang.

The two swords went far away, looking for Ning Yao and Chen Ping'an, of course, in order to steal more of Tianzhen and Taibai's sword intent.

It's just that Ning Yao drew his sword too fast. The key is that the sword's intention is too pure and it is extremely difficult to capture even a single strand. The young official was too cautious and simply put away the sword. The harvest was smaller than Wu Shuangjiang expected. .

The young man in white smiled and said nothing, and his figure disappeared, heading to the next place, Xinxiang Xiaotiandi, the ancient Shu Daze.

But before leaving, a snow-white sleeve was turned over, and the words Wu Shuangjiang said, "adding a little more to a snake" were condensed into golden characters, put into the sleeve, and brought with it to the world of Xinxiang, in the ancient Shu Daze world. Inside, Cui Dongshan threw the four golden characters out. Thousands of dragons were like rain, as if they had received an order from the sage with the constitution in his mouth, and there was no need to go to the river to turn into a dragon.

Wu Shuangjiang thought of the green bamboo stick of the young man in white. He thought about it, and something appeared in his hand. It was an ancient green bamboo stick, decorated with a sapphire tip. The jade color was as green as that of a willow tree. Ye, with twelve sides of green jade, is like a full moon seal. The inscription has a total of thirty-six words, starting with the word "Xing Qi". There are only thirty-six ancient seal characters, but it is an ancient Taoist secret of extremely high status. Among them There are still different opinions on the sentence "The sky is pounded above, the earth is pounded below". Because of this statement, many side branches of the evolution of the great road, according to Lu Chen, have never been able to explain it correctly.

Wu Shuangjiang threw out the green bamboo stick in his hand and followed the young man in white to the ancient Shu Daze. The green bamboo turned into a dragon, which was the secret technique of the ancestor of the Immortal Stick Mountain. It was as if a real dragon appeared. It just pressed its claws on the ground and turned into a dragon. It scratched the mountains beside the ancient Shu Daze and swept it with one tail, splitting a huge lake in half and tearing open a ravine thousands of feet long. The lake water seeped into it, revealing an ancient dragon palace at the bottom of the exposed lake. The heart is like a sword between heaven and earth. Lights came one after another, a dragon transformed from a green bamboo staff, its scales shimmering, and the sword light that only saw the light but not the sword fairy, exchanged one scale for the other sword.

Wu Shuangjiang put his fingers together and twisted a bamboo-style hairpin. He pinned it gently in the fox-fur woman's bun. Then a small and exquisite rattle appeared in his hand. He handed it to the handsome young man with a smile. The handle is made from a section of the ancestral peach tree of Daxuan Du Temple, the painted drum head is sewn from dragon skin, and there is a glass bead hanging from the end hung by a red thread. Whether it is a red rope or a pearl, it is There is a very good origin. The red rope came from Liu Qi's blessed place, and the orb came from a secret realm of the Dragon Palace in the deep sea. Wu Shuangjiang obtained it personally and then refined it with his own hands.

It's just that these two things from Wu Shuangjiang are not real objects, but they can be regarded as real treasures on the mountain.

Ordinary sects can use it as a mountain-holding treasure. But for Wu Shuangjiang, it was just a lover's token.

Wu Shuangjiang came to this person.

Ideas, like whimsical. Magic skills, good at adding icing on the cake.

A common man at the foot of the mountain has many skills but does not overwhelm his body. One skill is good, the more the better.

But for monks at the top of the mountain, there is a bottleneck in the size of the human body and the small world, and the amount of spiritual energy is also quantitative.

The closer you get to the Fourteenth Realm, the more choices you need to make. For example, Huolong Zhenren's proficiency in the three arts of fire, thunder, and water is already an exaggerated situation that is shocking enough.

As for why he does not continue to practice the three methods of metal, wood, and earth in depth, even Master Huolong has to admit that as long as he is still in the thirteenth realm, he will not be able to succeed. He can only scratch the surface and it will be difficult to make further progress.

In fact, when you reach the Ascension Realm, even the Immortal Realm, as long as you are not a sword cultivator, you will almost never be short of heavenly materials and earthly treasures. However, there will be a bottleneck in the number of natural resources.

Therefore, the three ways of combining the fourteen realms are a huge new approach.

Before Wu Shuangjiang reached the fourteenth level, he had already achieved the ultimate level of "many skills without overpowering himself". He was able to melt the whole thing into a furnace, and the reality was uncertain. It was a superb achievement.

The graceful woman in the snow-white fox fur took out the flying sword with a hairpin. After the flying sword went more than a thousand feet away, it turned into a green river. The long river drew a circle in the air and turned into a jasper ring, green and faint. The river water spread out and finally seemed to turn into a piece of letter paper as thin as paper. In the letter paper, densely packed words emerged. From each word, a woman in green clothes floated out. She looked the same, with the same appearance and clothing. They are the same, but the look of each woman is slightly different, just like a painting master who has been gazing at a beloved woman for a long time, and has drawn thousands of paintings under his pen, showing every detail. , but it only painted all her joys, sorrows and joys in just one day.

And the "natural" girl who is as handsome as a noble prince can make thousands of gods, generals, warriors, spirits and ghosts fall down with just a slight shake of the rattle, and just one glass bead hitting the dragon's drum head.

Wu Shuangjiang smiled and said: "Don't look at Mr. Cui and Jiang Shangzhen. They are a little out of tune today. In fact, they are all deliberate and have a plan."

The girl kept playing the snare drum, nodding and smiling.

Wu Shuangjiang noticed another sign of heaven and earth, nodded and said: "Ning Yao Jianxin is really rare."

The fox-fur woman frowned slightly, and Wu Shuangjiang immediately turned around and apologized: "Sister Tianran, don't be upset."

The girl squinted her crescent moon eyes, covered her mouth and smiled sweetly.

Wu Shuangjiang glanced at the girl who he regarded as the "little fairy with yellow ribbon", and then turned to look at the fox-fur woman with a slightly different face. He took their hands and smiled: "I promised you that we will definitely If we want to travel all over the world together, we will do it.”

The fox-fur woman suddenly asked: "Have you forgotten who killed me?"

Wu Shuangjiang smiled and said, "That's not cute."

The graceful body of the woman in fox fur became as brittle as porcelain in an instant. Wu Shuangjiang squeezed it gently, and it was like the impact of a heavy hammer. With a slight sound, cracks spread like spider webs, covering the woman's skin, and then broke into pieces.

The girl suffered disaster and suffered the same fate.

Wu Shuangjiang took a breath and used the Xian family's technique of shushing the clouds. The strong wind swept the heaven and earth, and a mountain-searching formation was instantly shattered.

He crossed directly over the fragmented ancient Shu Daze and came to the small world of caged birds. However, he did not go to see Ning Yao, but appeared in a helpless place with a different cave. Wu Shuangjiang used the body-fixing technique, and "Ning Yao" was about to die. The sword slashed the young hermit officer's shoulder.

Chen Pingan's shoulders sank, and he crossed the mountains and rivers faster. Not only did he dodge a sword, but he arrived more than ten feet away from Wu Shuangjiang. As a result, Wu Shuangjiang stretched out his palm and pressed it down, and Chen Pingan appeared on Chen Pingan's forehead. There was a mark on the palm, and the whole person was knocked to the ground by a slap. Wu Shuangjiang was a little confused. It was not that he had never seen a martial artist in the tenth level, but he was only in the first level of Qi, and he had such an exaggerated figure? The talisman light on Chen Pingan's body flashed and disappeared. A willow leaf took Chen Pingan's place and pierced Wu Shuangjiang. The distance was less than twenty feet. For a flying sword equivalent to the rank of Ascension Realm, between the lightning and flint, What can't be cut?

Wu Shuangjiang raised a sleeve and held the flying sword. He took a step back, but his robe was hovering in place. In the sleeve of Qiankun, the sharp sword light of a willow leaf was still flowing out, which was enough. This shows the power of the flying sword.

Chen Ping'an stepped on the sleeves of the robe without any warning, bent down and rushed forward, slashing with two knives in his hands.

Wu Shuangjiang moved back again.

Chen Pingan failed to hit a single blow and disappeared again.

Wu Shuangjiang frowned slightly, took a step sideways, and crossed the mountains and rivers thousands of miles away. At the same place, Chen Ping'an appeared again, punching like a rainbow, and tearing the heaven and earth with his fist.

The willow leaf finally pierced the robe, regained freedom, and followed Wu Shuangjiang. Wu Shuangjiang thought for a while, and there was a whisk in his hand. He actually imitated the monk who used the whisk to make a round shape. Wu Shuangjiang appeared in front of him. A bright moonlight halo, a willow leaf fell into the small world again, and it was necessary to find a new way to break the restriction.

Chen Ping'an reappeared ten feet away from Wu Shuang's side. This punch was not only powerful and heavy, beyond imagination, but the key was that it seemed that he had already accumulated strength, punching in front and appearing behind, taking advantage of the opportunity.

It is definitely not the help of the geographical advantage of the little world in the cage, but the result of countless exercises with Jiang Shangzhen and a piece of willow leaf, one punch, one sword, each other, so that they can be so seamless and form a kind of relationship that makes Chen Safety was uncertain, leaving Wu Shuangjie in a disparity situation where he only knew it later.

Wu Shuangjiang held a fly whisk and wrapped it around Chen Ping'an's arm.

At the same time, there was another Wu Shuangjiang standing in the distance, holding a Taibai imitation sword.

A young man in a green shirt struck his head with a sword while traveling at night.

Then Wu Shuangjian appeared very far away, with palms as big as mountains, pressing down on the top, there was a five-thunder rectification method.

The next Wu Shuang descended and put on the robe that was hanging in place again, and Chen Ping'an followed him like a shadow, holding Cao Zi's dagger in both hands.

Several figures of Wu Shuangjiang and the figures of Qingyi who were targeted one by one disappeared almost at the same time. All of them could be real or fake, and in the end they all turned into illusions.

The "Ning Yao" who had been watching the battle from the sidelines turned into Wu Shuangjiang's real body, and both Fuchen and Taibai's imitation sword returned one by one.

It's just that Chen Ping'an didn't show up this time, and even the willow leaf had disappeared without a trace.

Wu Shuangjiang looked around.

Chen Ping'an's thousands of flying swords transformed by Jing Zhongyue have all turned into a willow leaf from Jiang Shangzhen. But in addition, each flying sword has a series of golden inscriptions with different contents.

Wu Shuangjiang stood there, surrounded by a sword formation, frowning slightly. Chen Ping'an's flying sword natal magical power, Jiang Shangzhen's sword intention of cutting a willow leaf, plus Cui Dongshan's Confucian sage's magical power and talisman handwriting?

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