Flowers bloom and fall, the years are long, no matter the cause and effect of the future, grasp the destiny without worries, cut off all shackles, and live in peace and freedom in this world.

This is the true knowledge of heaven and destiny.

The body is made of bones, and the energy is the spirit. Only the domineering sword can be made.

The two cultivators of life and life worship the sword species, and the vast and troubled world turns into a barren grave.

"The Fate-Knowing Sword...that is Lao Feng's natal magic sword."

Li Mo murmured, his deep eyes staring straight at the sword in Feng Wannian's hand.

The sword is as vast as the blue sky, its three-foot sharp edge sparkles with starlight, and when turned horizontally, it sparks thunder...

It is like a part of Feng Wannian's body, connected by blood.

If the edge of this sword is astonishing, then Feng Wannian is its scabbard, capable of carrying everything...

At this moment, Feng Wannian, who had mastered the Zhiming Sword, seemed to have been reborn and had cut off the shackles of the past. It was as if he was reborn in the human world, no longer the same as before.

Living life, drifting with the flow, not being shackles, and controlling your destiny, this is the real power...

This is true dominance.

"The Domineering Sword Type... Feng Wannian, you have finally reached this level."

Huo Qingqing looked at the transformed and reborn Feng Wannian coldly, a deep look of solemnity appeared on his trembling face, and the murderous intent in his eyes was unabashed.

As an infinite sword type, he knew very well that Feng Wannian had broken through the most important hurdle.

From now on, the world is vast, free to roam, and is no longer fettered by the Xuantian Taoism.

This step is extremely difficult and requires great courage, wisdom and luck.

Once upon a time, Huo Wuqing had such an idea, but after meeting [Xuantian Tao Seed], he completely gave up on this childish idea and chose to surrender.

But now, Feng Wannian is capable of what others cannot and has reached the realm he once dreamed of.

At this moment, Huo Qingqing's heart was not only filled with murderous intent, but also a trace of inexplicable jealousy, as well as a hatred of heaven and earth.

"Huo Wuqing, you are very pitiful. In the end, you can only become someone else's resource." Feng Wannian looked at Huo Wuqing indifferently.

As a Xuanmen swordsman, he is very aware of Huo Wuqing's desolation.

The Xuanmen sword species is both a kind of glory and a kind of shackles, which is a cursed fate.

With a supreme aura and mastery of power that is the envy of the world, he has to bear the fate of being destined to become a part of the [Xuantian Dao Seed] one day.

They can't escape their destined fate, they can only indulge in the power of the sword while waiting for their fate to come in fear and helplessness.

Such sadness and pain are beyond anyone's comprehension.

So, at this moment, Feng Wannian only had sympathy and pity in his eyes...

Pity this dead soul who is about to wither in this world!!!

"Feng Wannian, what qualifications do you have to show that look?" Huo Wuqing shouted in a deep voice.

At this time, this infinite sword species no longer had the calmness of the past, his face was ferocious, and his eyes were red.

"From the moment I entered Xuanmen, I hated you... You always look like everyone else is drunk and I am alone... You look like this is really disgusting..."

Huo Qingqing's words revealed deep anger and disgust.

"You could have been like us... When everyone in this world went crazy and you were awake, you were the biggest alien..."

"You have never seen the Xuantian Dao Seed... That's why you were able to take that step so recklessly..."

The aura around Huo Wuqing became more and more violent, and the vigorous and surging spiritual energy in his body had all turned into the terrifying supreme sword energy.

"So what if you took that step? You just contaminated his luck...In the end, they will all die..."

Huo Qingqing glared angrily and pointed at Li Mo, who was standing in the distance.

"I will let you know that all efforts are in vain... We cannot break free from the shackles of fate."

The cold words fell faintly, and Huo Qingqing's right hand ran along the neck and inserted directly into the body. Then, a "squeaking" friction sound slowly sounded, which was extremely harsh.

Rumble…

The terrifying sword intent soared into the sky, causing the sword energy that looked like a sea of ​​clouds to surge and roar.

The sky shook, and thunder shattered the sky.

Dense sword lights emerged behind Huo Qingqing, which was more grand and spectacular than before, and most of Feilai Mountain was covered by it.

"This...this is the true power of the Infinite Sword Seed!?"

Everyone was horrified, with deep awe showing on their trembling faces.

It is really unimaginable that human power can reach this level. The sky changes suddenly, and if the sword light all over the sky pours into the human world, it will be enough to completely destroy the Feilai Mountain terrain.

"Master, he also used his own body to make swords."

Ji Tian cried softly, and a deep fear appeared in his shrunken pupils.

"This is his natal magic sword." Li Mo said solemnly.

Feng Wannian once said that the Shangmiao realm is a divine punishment for the Xuanmen sword species.

If you don't use tricks, you must forge a natal magic sword and carry it with your body to survive a narrow escape.

Obviously, Huo Wuqing also entered this level early.

However, unlike Feng Wannian, he relied on the guidance of [Xuantian Tao Seed] to enter this realm, where he is difficult to defeat with a magic sword.

Li Mo's eyes were heavy, but he didn't take action.

He knew that this battle belonged to Feng Wannian, and the past was over.

Rumble…

Huo Qingqing pulled out the keel of his spine and transformed it into a sword, glowing like glass and exuding an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.

Just now, the fonts formed by the condensed sword energy melted into it one after another, adding to the power of this magical sword.

"Infinite Sword!"

Feng Wannian looked calm and looked at the glazed magic sword.

Huo Qingqing's natal sword is called "Wu Liang Sword", but Feng Wannian's natal sword is not called "Domineering Sword", but "Knowing Fate Sword".

"You are still in the cage."

"Speaking of breaking the heavens, strength is the most important thing!" Huo Wuqing shouted loudly.

Rumble…

Suddenly, the infinite sword roared loudly, and the sky was filled with sword light.

At this moment, everything around Huo Qingqing was alienating and transformed into a sword light that was running at will.

Air, floating clouds, real fire, thunder... Wherever he stood, everything around him was under the influence of [Infinite Sword], turning into a world-shattering sword light, gathering like a shocking sea wave, rolling and killing.

Infinite.

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Yu Zhaoyue's numb face reflected the most primitive fear.

At this moment, facing the power of the immeasurable sword species, she only felt that she was as insignificant as dust.

Such power cannot be resisted by human beings.

"I took action..."

Under the reflection of the sword light in the sky, Feng Wannian looked calm. He whispered softly, and the Zhiming Sword in his hand danced gently, like the wings of a butterfly, wonderful and beautiful, but it fell in the eyes of everyone but extremely slowly.

In the eyes of everyone, the swing of the sword was so wonderful, without any killing intent, and the trajectory it drew dyed the entire sky a blue color.

"Shang Qingtian Hao, the sword is brilliant!"

At this moment, everyone's thoughts seemed to be wiped out by the trajectory of the swing. There was only the blue sky in their hearts, only the supreme sword intention, only the domineering and invincible...

"Know the destiny and cut off the shackles...Feng Wannian, he actually took this step..."

Beijing, Xuantian Pavilion.

Inside the old house, a middle-aged man wearing a toga and bare feet slowly walked out.

At this moment, the sky is clear and the sunshine is very good.

However, this middle-aged man in a broad robe looked solemnly in the direction of Feilai Mountain.

"For over nine hundred years, Xuanmen has refined forty-nine sword species... I'm afraid only this one can be considered truly refined."

At this moment, a burst of laughter came from behind, which seemed to be both gratifying and mocking.

"Gu Pingfan, are you talking sarcastically?"

The middle-aged man in a toga had a slightly downcast look, showing a hint of displeasure.

"Qi Baoshan, you are the master of Xuanmen... You should be happy that Xuanmen has such a talent." Gu Pingfan sneered.

"One kind of life, one kind of death...what is there to be happy about?" Qi Baoshan said solemnly: "Don't forget that the fate of Xuanmen sword species is..."
To be continued...