Ask Sword

Boom boom boom!

The ape old man stomped on the ground, and every time he took a step, his figure became taller.

The effect of the foreign wine spread through the blood to the limbs and bones, the muscles swelled rapidly, dense black hair with white tips grew all over the body, and even the bones of the face were distorted and deformed, tending to apes.

This kind of monkey wine brewed with special fruits and the blood of various monsters can give people the power of a monster in a short period of time.

There is only a negligible side effect-once it is used excessively, the "strengthening" effect will be irreversible, and a human will be completely transformed into a demon.

But at the moment of life and death, it is really not suitable to care about so much.

The ape old man fought his fate to turn into the sea of ​​energy, allowing the demonic breath to permeate his whole body.

The long sword in his hand is no longer attached to the sword light, but is burning with dark and dark magic energy. With a random wave, all the trees along the way will be cut off and burned.

On the other side of the chain cage, the ghost shovel completely transformed the demon.

The huge mouth in his abdomen has swallowed his entire torso in reverse,

Below the neck, there are flesh and blood organs, sarcoma, and lumps full of sharp teeth. Just looking at it can keep you awake at night.

The only parts that can still be called human are his head and his left hand holding the Frost and Cold Knife.

According to the most deviant theory among some hermit sects in the former Sui Dynasty,

Alien is the closest thing to the concept of [practice].

The heterogeneous world was conceived and formed, with all kinds of incredible and wonderful effects,

Human beings develop the sea of ​​qi, tap the potential of spiritual veins, and lead the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into the body circulation. In essence, they are imitating the alien, trying to use acquired efforts to achieve the innate effect of the alien.

Imitation is always imperfect, and because of this, people can never be "close" to the heaven and the earth like aliens.

Unless one abandons human defects and chooses to merge with other species.

Kacha Kacha——

The sharp teeth on the surface of the huge mouth meshed and collided unconsciously, greedily absorbing free spirit energy.

If we say that the process of monks absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth by using the spiritual veins of the sea of ​​​​qi is like drinking water.

So at this moment, the ghost shovel is using a water truck to pour buckets of water into its belly.

This feeling is so intoxicating, it makes people linger, intoxicated.

It seems that at this moment, I have already stepped through the threshold of Zhuxiao, omnipotent.

"die!"

Ghost Spade roared sharply, and the Frost Cold Blade in his hand burst into shining light due to the infusion of a huge amount of spiritual power.

Even the original stains of rust that could not be removed were smashed together.

Wherever the sword light went, the earth was covered with a thick layer of frost,

The dead branches and leaves, the humus soil, and even the insects that inhabit the soil have all been frozen into ice sculptures. Under the moonlight, it reflects a translucent shimmer.

The strength of the two Zhuxiao monks who were forced into a desperate situation, directly changed the landscape of this area.

The magic flame on the left is soaring, and countless trees are burning in the magic energy.

The right side is covered with ice and snow, and all three feet underground are frozen.

Lian Xuanxiao's eyes reflected these two completely different scenes,

He took a breath and sighed faintly.

This sigh is not only a pity for Yuansou and Guishao, who are amazingly talented, but choose to walk on the path of demon cultivation,

There are also emotions about fate.

He hasn't taken a serious shot for a long, long time.

As the head of Xuegong Mountain, there are very few situations where he needs to draw his sword to meet the enemy.

There is very little that is worth drawing his sword.

The world only talks about Lian Xuanxiao's "Fujian Wushuang", but there are not many old friends who have actually seen that scene, and even fewer and fewer.

The old memories of youthful vigor, fresh clothes, angry horses and swords, flooded into my mind,

The laughter of teenagers and girls seemed to ring in my ears.

Lian Xuanxiao smiled with nostalgia and sadness,

The palm rested casually on the hilt of the sword and waved forward.

call out--

This sword has no skill at all,

It's like a child seeing a straight wooden stick on the road, and on a whim, takes the stick in his hand and sweeps it.

If another person used it, the sword masters in Chang'an City who taught people the way of kendo would definitely give an unceremonious evaluation of "weakness in holding the sword, loose footsteps, and slow response".

Politely advise, pointing out that the swordsman has no talent, stop practicing swords.

However,

Yuansou and Guishou, who had advanced within a hundred steps, their expressions changed wildly.

All the aura of heaven and earth around, like being involved in a vortex, swept towards Lian Xuanxiao's long sword crazily,

All spiritual energy is moving and circulating with the blade.

The solid rock formation that was firmly frozen by the effect of the frost knife burst open like paper paste,

Ice mixed with fallen leaves, dead branches, insects, soil,

Whole piece set off, flying,

Eventually disintegrated in the air.

One sword, one sword only,

A deep gully more than ten meters deep was split in the ground, extending from the ground under the feet to the end of the dense forest.

Ghost Spade and Yuansou, as fast as they came, they flew as fast as they were knocked away.

The two rolled and fell deep into the dense forest, scraping two long and narrow marks on the ground, and relying on Zhu Xiao's cultivation, they barely stabilized their balance.

The surface of the ape-like body of the ape old man was covered with deep bloodstains,

Blood gushed out and dripped to the ground, exuding the aroma of wine.

But he didn't care about his injuries at all, his palms trembled uncontrollably, and he said sharply, "Heavenly Sword?! How is it possible!"

Lian Xuanxiao's playful sword just now mobilized all the spiritual energy of the surrounding world.

It was clearly the wonderful sword intent demonstrated by the legendary sword fairy who had passed away after drinking.

With the meaning of human beings, communicate with heaven and earth, and wield a sword on behalf of heaven.

With a single swing, he and the ghost shovel were knocked into the air—flying, not killing.

Lian Xuanxiao never thought of killing himself, this sword is more like

More like.

The ape old man racked his brains, not knowing that it was the effect of the monkey wine that slowed down his mind.

Or did he instinctively not want to use those insulting words,

I don't know how to describe it in a short time.

"Heavenly Sword? Oh, no."

Lian Xuanxiao smiled slightly, "Look carefully."

He stepped on the ground lightly, his figure rose up, and he slashed his sword from a distance.

The aura of heaven and earth gathers again and turns into howling winds,

Yuansou subconsciously put his arms in front of his body, raised his head to resist the majestic sword energy falling from the sky.

Shhhhhh-

Wisps of illusory winds of spiritual energy easily cut open the skin strengthened by the monkey wine,

It caused hundreds of fine wounds on Yuansou's body surface.

No, not sword intent.

The ape old man finally realized that before the Taibai sword fairy went crazy, he had a free and easy temperament, and was keen on making friends and traveling in mountains and rivers.

He is obviously a cultivator of Zhuxiao, but he doesn't have the airs of a great practitioner.

Even after drinking, he will show his sword skills to his mortal friends,

With exquisite swordsmanship, he engraved the occasional poems on the rock walls of mountains, forests, restaurants and pavilions.

For many years, there have been rumors that Sword Immortal has integrated all his life's knowledge into these "sword poems\

,"People continue to go to various places to collect, print, and copy poems and essays, trying to comprehend Taibai Sword Immortal's handed down sword meaning from them.

As a sword master, the ape old man once joined in the fun,

He is not sure how many elements worth learning are in the so-called "sword poetry\

,"But he can be sure that Lian Xuanxiao's sword is completely different from Sword Immortal.

"This is not a sword intent, but a wind talisman"