Xu Fengnian was walking outside the sky with his sword box in his arms. He was not until his arms were cut by the sword intent in the box hurt, and then he came to his senses. He found that Deng Taia was still staring at the direction of the East China Sea where Sui Xiegu and Ye Qi left. He thought to himself that Mr. Ye is amazing, probably worse than Old Monster Wang. Although Sui Xiegu exchanged arms with Lao Li back then, he was probably not as good as Old Li now, both of them used swords. The Peach Blossom Sword God did not look at Wang Xianzhi and Old Man Li, but went to see Mr. Ye and Sui Xiegu. It was indeed a good swordsman who was crazy about swordsman.

Deng Tai'a could not see the specific situation clearly, which did not prevent him from feeling the sword intent coming from afar. He evolved his tricks from his heart. If Xu Fengnian was outside the tower at this time, he could see that Deng Tai'a had two different sword intents in his eyes fighting.

"Old Senior Sui has a thousand swordsman spirits, and Brother Ye is hard to break." Deng Tai'a suddenly said to himself.

Xu Fengnian's face turned solemn and asked, "The sword-eating ancestor with broken arms has the upper hand?"

"When we fought with Brother Ye in Wudang, I felt that we had only lost half of the sword, and we both failed to face each other's life and death. If we both used our own bottom-up sword move, it would be hard to say. However, in the years after that battle, I always thought about the sword in front of Brother Ye, and I felt that the trick was too deep."

Deng Tai'a looked at the other direction of the East China Sea and said in a leisurely manner: "It may be more than half a move, maybe more than half a move, or even one move, or two moves. Why can Jiandao occupy half of the charm in the world? It is not because Senior Li's swordsmanship is invincible in the world, nor because Senior Sui's inhuman ability to use swords as soybeans, nor because of the swordsmanship trend caused by Deng Tai'a holding peach blossoms in his hand,

As for what kind of swords in the world and people are better than romantic, you can look around and see, when there are five hundred years of today, which famous sword master is like this? The reason why swordsman occupies half of the world is that he occasionally has an epiphany in the swordsmanship. Even if he is just entering the second level, as long as he is blessed to the soul, he can kill the master with one sword. A swordsman in the first-level Vajra realm may be able to cross the sword before he dies, and the celestial phenomena use a sword immortal.

The sword path is not as high as the upper limit. Brother Ye’s one-foot sword is more good at here. It is not easy to break, but it is not impossible to break."

Xu Fengnian was so excited that he could not return the spring thunder knife on his waist to the white fox face who was reading books at Tingchao Pavilion at home. He would be accompanied by a sword in this life.

"You almost didn't mean that you practice martial arts late, but that your mind and nature are already difficult to shape. Although I can't stand the style of Wu's sword tomb, their understanding of swords has to be said that it leads the entire world of the world, which is divided into two.

One is the first sword to die as if the heart is dead, and it is the heavy sword that is heavier than others. If you forget yourself and have a heavy sword, only in this way can the sword be connected to the gods. The other is called two swords, one of which is held, and the sword is like a love of love. After holding a sword, it will be determined from then on, and the sword will be destroyed; the other is the second sword, and the sword will be like holding an ancient sword, and the sword will be passed down from generation to generation.

I guess you were confused when you heard these things. To put it bluntly, every point of them was asking the swordsman to regard the sword as if he were a human being. Xu Fengnian is a passionate person, but he would never regard the sword as a human being. If you want to become a real swordsman, you will not be able to pass this level. And you are mixed in nature and you will never be willing to be a swordsman. Even if you learn the essence of his swordsmanship from Senior Li, in essence, it is at most a swordsmanship, and it is hard to call it a swordsmanship." Deng Tai'a's long words were like a basin of cold water and threw a face on His Royal Highness.

Xu Fengnian looked at the Peach Blossom Sword God angrily, and wanted to fight him. He thought rationally that he probably won the Dahuang Ting, whom he passed on to the old leader of Wudang, would be defeated even if he could not use a few swords. He sighed helplessly and said resentfully: "You are so eloquent in Sword God Deng."

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In the East China Sea, strong winds rise at the end of the sea and sky. The blue sea hits the nine heavens with a covering of the sky. However, at the foot of the Sui Xigu, the sea is so calm that it seems to be covered with ice, and there is no splash of water.

Sui Xiegu shouted loudly, and the water surface spread out at his feet in an instant, like a meteorite descending from the sky, smashing the calm sea surface into pieces, and the sea surface became thin and shattered, and the sea water filled the cracks and poured out of the cracks. Perhaps the sea surface was filled with vast air at this time, and the gushing sea water just contacted the air and became water splashes floating in the air.

Just now, Ye Qi asked Sui Xiegu, "If thousands of swords in his belly can come out of the sky", asking whether he can get out of the sword and the Nine Heavens Immortal Earth. Sui Xiegu replied, "There are three million sword immortals in the sky, and you must lower your eyebrows when you see me." The meaning is that you are disdainful to get out of the sky, but if you meet the sword of the immortal earth, you can only look up at me.

The white eyebrows of Sui Xigu reappeared. The old man broke his arm and stroked his eyebrows. He spitted out in one breath. The sea and sky changed in color, and the waves still covered the sky, but the momentum was gone. The East China Sea was thousands of miles away, and everything was quiet.

This spit exhaled the thousands of sword energy that he had swallowed the sword throughout his life.

The swordsman competes for fame, and is no more than who is the best swordsman in the world. He competes for the best swordsman in the world with Wang Xianzhi. He is far from being the best swordsman in the world. Look at Li Chungang, when the swordsman was invincible, he won the heavens and won the sky. The eternal swordsman is like a long night. This name may be forgotten with him, but who among the swordsmen in the world can forget it? Even if Li Chungang's sword opens the sky gate in another five hundred years, he will not be covered with dust.

Sui Xiegu is out of the world today, and in fact he still wants to distinguish himself from Li Chungang. However, the old man with sheepskin fur first went out to fight Wang Xianzhi. He could only follow the agreement with Huang Sanjia to kill the second-rank Ye Jianxian in the world. However, after a sword, he realized that this swordsman of the latecomer had already surpassed the swordsmanship of the Jianghu, and then he would not be lonely after thousands of swords in his belly.

The sword energy was weaving, rolling the sea water, forming dragons that penetrated the clouds and cracked the sky, surrounding the old man with broken arms and white eyebrows, making the old man standing in a water curtain that was thousands of miles wide.

The slow sword-controlling move before was just a sword that was not full of his intentions. At this time, this sword was the complete sword he could let go of his mind and want to compete for reputation in the sword path.

"Du!" Sui Xiegu Cang Lao shouted loudly, and the dark clouds on the East China Sea suddenly covered thousands of miles, and thousands of sword energy were like dragons, stabbing Ye Qi.

...

Sui Xiegu used a complete sword, and the speed was so fast that it was in the blink of an eye. In the moment after the two of them asked and answered, thousands of sword energy stabbed towards Ye Qi.

Ye Qi was still motionless, and the sword energy in his broken arm exhaled from the old man's abdomen. The sword style in his hand was changing. He knew that the most powerful thing about the sword was the endless sword force, and thousands of swords were like dragons. Looking at the sky and earth coming together, there were actually already a sequence of points. One sword was still stronger than the other, and one sword was heavier than the other.

This is terrible. If thousands of sword energy stabbed together, it would be like one's current realm. The rest of the sword energy was ignored. Just by breaking the sword energy around one sword, you could easily break the old man's sword with a sword. And each of these thousands of sword energy was not weak. The terrifying thing about one sword and one sword was like when the Wu family's nine swords broke ten thousand cavalry, but they were still exhausted by the continuous Beimang cavalry and eventually died on the Beimang grassland.

Ye Qi did not directly draw the sword, but inserted the sword in his hand back into the sheath hanging around his waist. Martial arts, or swordsmanship alone, every world changes in every world and goes to the extreme. The great way is simple, and the other is to return to nature. It refers to the mind and nature. In the art of art, it is to return to the origin, to the sword, and to draw the sword and start.

Starting from practicing swords in Wudang Mountain in that world, to the current world, he has experienced three different origins of time and space. Now he can still remember every feeling he felt when he practiced drawing swords under the eyes of his sixth senior brother Yin Liting in front of Zixiao Palace.

He had long had the feeling of returning to the natural and drawing the sword move. He originally wanted to kill the immortal ancestor who came to Longhu Mountain and test the sword with the thirty immortals in the world in the mirror. Unexpectedly, the old sword god reentered the land fairy realm to help kill him. Just now, Sui Xiegu was testing his foundation. He was also looking at whether Sui Xiegu had the ability to test his sword for himself.

When Ye Qi was collecting his sword and putting it into the sheath, the sky began to press against the sea due to the dark clouds rising from the Sui Xigu sword. The water in the ground was pressed to boiling and did not sink, but was still rising step by step.

The clouds and the sea were only one person away from each other. From a distance, it was a line of sea and sky, and one line was like a sword sheath.

Thousands of sword energy drew water like a dragon flying in. A sword roar came out of nowhere and pierced the eardrums. Ye Qi, white-clothed, held the sword and drew the sword and slashed into the thousands of sword energy.

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The line of sea and sky was suddenly torn apart by the stimulating sword energy. The dark clouds were like chaotic trunks, and the sea water was like chaotic trunks, intertwined on the East China Sea, forming a large net connecting the sea and sky, with a magnificent vision, not far below the battlefield where Wang Xianzhi and Li Chungang fought decisively on the other side.

Li Chungang tightened the sheepskin fur on his body and sat on the sea. Back then, Xicai didn't open the Tianmen with one sword and killed that junior man. Now he opened the Tianmen with another sword, and he could only force the other party to use 90% of his strength.

However, he did not look lost. Instead, he was like an unsuccessful calligrapher who had obtained good ink, brush and paper and wrote a piece of wind and frost for decades. He thought that when he met a mountain and broke the river, he defeated the contemporary sword crown at the Wu family's sword tomb and took the wooden horse and cow. He wandered around the Beimang River and Lake with one sword, laughed at Beimang without swords. He surpassed Xuanyuan Dapan of Jiangxi, and went into Shu alone to kill the top 16 swordsmen to establish the name of the sword god. He was full of energy and now he has become an old man wearing sheepskin fur and has long lost his desire to win.

There are talents in the world who have emerged. When they are old, they should give up the world to young people and fight Wang Xianzhi. They are not trying to win. There are one reason. He is determined to open the heavenly gate for the juniors of the Jiandao of the Jianghu. Li Chungang cannot defeat Wang Xianzhi, but he must let the younger generation know that Wang Xianzhi, the number one in the Jianghu is not a god, and Jiandao also has the possibility of winning the leader of the Jianghu.

"Hmph, this old man Sui has lost all his teeth and still has to compete with the young man to win. It's really shameless." The old man with sheepskin fur looked at the thousands of dragon-like sword auras in the distance between the sea and the sky, and said with a sneer.

Wang Xianzhi sat beside the old man with sheepskin fur. He was obviously tall, but at this time he was a hunched old man with sheepskin fur, but he didn't look very tall.

"You are determined to open the Heavenly Gate for the Sword Dao. Unexpectedly, that kid's sword is more like a Heavenly Gate."

The old man with sheep-skin fur did not insult Wang Xianzhi, and said with a smile: "You Wang Xianzhi are the best in the world. If you talk about swordsmanship, you can't catch up with me. Can you see that the kid's swordsmanship is the Heavenly Gate, and I can't see it? Otherwise, why would you dissipate some of your energy and spirit in advance and kill the thirty immortals who did not guard the heavenly way?"

"I think you are afraid that the boy will become a real land sword immortal, and then your position as the best in the world will be lost and you will speak sourly here."

Wang Xianzhi blinked unnaturally, then said, "You Li Chungang, the celestial phenomena, and the first place in Xuan. If there was not a monk from the two Zen temples, you would be the only one in the Vajra Realm. That person, the third level is better than you in the past. If you really want the Land Sword Immortal, you might be able to really pull me, the second in the world, and let the swordsmanship dominate the world."

Li Chungang looked at a place in the East China Sea, suddenly stood up and said, "Xuanmiao is here."

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The reason why Deng Tai'a said that Ye Qi's one-foot sword is better at the mystery of swordsmanship is because he has never entered a foot in front of Ye Qi, and he does not know the mystery. For him now, unknown means strength.

The sword energy was like a dragon being killed by Ye Qi, but because of the number of dragons, each sword energy was almost wandering between the sword immortal and the celestial phenomena. With the long sword force that took a different path in Sui Xigu, Ye Qi was finally broken by a sword energy looking for an opportunity.

However, the sword energy was like a dripping water falling into a basin of clear water, and it only caused a circle of ripples and was melted invisible.

Sui Xiegu's old eyes were clear and clear, and said, "No matter whether it is the world or the three religions, you will definitely have power when you take action, or the angrily eyes of the Vajra, or it means the mysterious and silent thing, or the celestial phenomena are vast, and you will not leave the left and right. The reason why the immortals on land have the word "xian" is because they use the power to the extreme. When they take action, they can no longer be called "moment", but are boundary.

Just like this thousand miles of sea area, it is my small world, and every move can be used by me. Your sword is simple and introverted. I was wondering before, how could I compete with me if I didn’t show any momentum? It turned out that I was condensing my mysterious state within one foot.

If this is the case, it would be fine. At most, it would be like a turtle wrapped in a shell, but your sword is very fast. When the sword arrives, the momentum of a foot in front of you will arrive. This kind of sword is unique and is more suitable for the principle of hiding the sword in the sheath, and one sword will lead to the immortal kneeling."

While Sui Xiegu was talking slowly, Ye Qi drew his sword and slashed his sword and cut eight out of ten thousand sword energy in his abdomen, and he seemed to be immersed in the mysterious one-foot sword that was straightforward.

Ye Qijian broke another sword energy and said, "Then you, Sui Xiegu, see my sword skills clearly, can you go further?"

Sui Xiegu laughed and said, "Use swords as swords, people as swords, and power as sheaths. The energy will not leak into the world and its power. If you can meet you in front of Jiazi, the martial arts of the martial arts in the world will not fall to the point where Xu Xiao stepped on the backbone. Let's see if this sword can break a foot of the sword in front of you."

Sui Xigu stepped out in one step and walked into Ye Qi's body. The sea surface returned to the undulating shape. The remaining sword energy was dehydrated and condensed on his single-arm sword finger. It was like a wisp, pointing to Ye Qi's sword edge.
Chapter completed!