The gloomy bronze statues of the ninth hall were shattered with the applause of the falling moon.

Half of the broken bronze statue flowed out - colorful sword lights emerged. The Grand Hall was instantly submerged by the vast ocean light.

I closed my eyes and swung the silver snake sword to weave the sword net. The lightning overflowed from all sides, facing the flying swords that were constantly rushing towards me.

"The first handle is as light as a flea; the second handle is as sharp as a dragon's teeth; the third handle is a heavy sword for the mountain; the four swords are as sharp as a rainbow..." My divine thoughts silently experienced the feeling of fighting against each sword.

The method of refining swords given to me by Zhenren Lin talked about: the flying sword and the mortal sword are separated. The sword shell forged by the treasures of heaven and earth is only the outside, and the inside is the sword heart that the sword master integrates into the mind of Taoism. Therefore, the flying sword can be commanded by the main heart and sprint thousands of miles; therefore, the flying sword can fill and shrink as expected and change the Dharma image; therefore, the flying sword is quiet and hiding with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and the flying sword is out of the box and grinding in the killing.

Dan is on the tip of the sword, and the sword is on Dan’s heart!

The sword is me, and I am the sword.

——**The eight winds have tens of millions of sword lights, but in fact there are only seven five-turn flying swords!

They are like the seven aspects of Xiaoyue's heart: as cruel as a wolf, as cunning as a fox, as ruthless as the cold winter - kill it, step through it, insult it, destroy it - fight with all your might, and never let your opponent turn over!

After only ten breaths, Fei Jian and I have had hundreds of rounds of attack and defense. Their sword hearts have gradually become clear. After thirty breaths, my familiarity with the Seven Swords has become like a decades-old enemy. I have figured out the Seven Swords Sword Hearts.

Silver Snake Sword and I could only defend ourselves on the spot. We spit out lightning light when we saw the opportunity and attacked Xiaoyue from a distance. But we could never use the sword to bully him, and we dared not control the flying sword to attack Xiaoyue. - I am not the true master of the Sword Sect, and there is a great risk of exposing the sword to Xiaoyue easily isolate people and swords by Xiaoyue.

Every time I attacked the sword light, I was like using the Silver Snake Sword to force a shot of the Divine Power General. After hundreds of breaths, the Seven Swords and I went back and forth for nearly ten thousand rounds. It seemed that we had been in the battlefield where the shells flew across the battlefield, and nearly ten thousand generals of the Divine Power fell and burned one by one within thirty steps around me.

My golden body kept shaking. The bones that were far beyond the metal and stone all over my body sounded lightly, just like porcelain that was hit by a naughty boy with a small hammer. I looked inside and covered with small cracks, and I didn't know when it would be clear and broken. The true energy flowing in my meridians and acupuncture became faster and faster, and the golden elixir frantically instilled the true energy into the limbs and bones. At first, the true energy flowed around the golden body, but the sound of the streams was gurgling, gradually turning into the rolling of rivers. Finally, my ears heard the sound of the golden elixir that had reached its limit - as if the turbid waves hit the sky, making the wind and clouds change color!

I crossed ten times the speed of sound, moved the sword positions in all directions within the abbot's narrow range, drew the silver snake sword and blocked it in an instant, and ate the flying sword and endless bombarded the shells.

I have never dreamed that I can reach such a state of being able to do whatever I want and reach the point of reaching the sword!

The boundaries of the successive succession of the rapid speed have gradually disappeared. As long as I want to attack, my sword can catch up with the enemy swords flying from wherever I want to defend, my sword can intercept the enemy sword that has clearly broken through my sword circle.

In the range of the six consciousnesses, the seven swords formation is Hunyuan Wuque, and thousands of swords are like flowing water. In my thoughts, the seven swords gather and disperse, and they attack in succession. They are like an eagle and storm, although they are fierce, they can finally grasp it.

At that time, I only saw the Wangyang sword light of Zhong Dajun's Hunyuan Sword Formation outside Yelang City; later, as a bystander, I could experience the harmony of Zhenren Lin's phoenix twelve laws; now, I am fighting fiercely with Xiaoyue, and I have truly experienced a higher sword realm.

——I seemed to be at the end of swordsmanship, and half of my feet had entered the starting point of swordsmanship. My body could no longer limit me, or the difference between the body and the thoughts had been integrated.

I forgot the dust form. I get the sword intent.

——If you take a half step forward, you will be able to separate heaven and man from the universe and open up my leakless golden body.

With the enlightenment of swordsmanship, I have already seen that realm.

——Just just need the body to pave the way and step onto the ladder that rides on the clouds.

Just a foundation of the body is needed.

——I can’t do it immediately.

"Ding! Ding! Nail! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!"

I held the Silver Snake Sword and barely stabilized my shaking figure. The sword wind silenced, and the smoke and dust rolled around.

Six flying swords fell into smoke and dust, like broken mirrors shattered. The spirituality on the sword was destroyed, and there were only dozens of balls of stubborn iron among the rubble.

The nine main halls of the ancient temple were beyond recognition, and they were full of broken walls. Every time the flying sword attacked and defended, the aftermath could cut open the beams and columns like tofu; after tens of thousands of rounds, the pony temple entrenched on the mountain belly was almost flattened.

——There are still scattered pieces of flesh and blood in the tiles and stones.

I frowned slightly - the flying swords in nearly a thousand breaths fought each other, turning the Jindan people of the Medicine Man Sect who were unable to die into ashes.

A flying sword of Xiaoyue was still hovering above my head. The sword light was as dim as a sick man, and the sword face like a mirror reflected my equally haggard face. The sword was as unavailable as a vulture. Although it was as unbearable as my golden body, it seemed that it was still the idea of ​​taking a chance.

I pulled off the four-turned brocade robe that was covered with the outer cover (it has been cut into rotten strips by countless sword lights), and suddenly threw the last flying sword in the sky.

The seventh flying sword fell like rain.

At the end of a strong crossbow, you cannot wear thin white clothes, let alone robes!

——I have only the four-turn pendant armor left by my father.

I touched the old armor with great care and untied it and put it in the ring. It is a miracle that this soft armor can survive countless death battles, and it cannot be destroyed in the next battle.

...

There is also a fierce battle. Xiaoyue's foot sound is approaching.

...

I seemed to have experienced hundreds of hours of nearly a thousand breaths of sword fights.

...

There is also a fierce battle. Xiaoyue's foot sound is approaching.

...

I took out another four-turn brocade robes from the cashier ring to cover my body, and then took a gourd from the casino ring to pour the yellow bud pill mixed with nectar into my throat.

During the Battle of Yunmeng, in addition to the Thunder Magic Guards of the Novel Thunder, there were Princess Lin, Nangong Panshi, and Gongsun Wenlong... They resisted the aftermath of the people of Yunmeng for me.

But this time, I rely solely on my own to resist the offensive of one of the strongest golden elixirs in the world. The price is that the true energy is exhausted, and the second is that the vitality is gone. What seems to be more serious than the last battle in Yunmeng is that at least at present, I have lost most of the power to move my body.

I took one gourd after another, but it was not enough to refine their true energy.

...

There is also a fierce battle. Xiaoyue's foot sound is approaching.

...

I looked at the Silver Snake Sword - as the moonlight shone, I saw the faint fine lines on the surface of the Silver Snake Sword, like traces left by a snail climbing onto the glass.

A seven-turn magic weapon like the Silver Snake Sword was traumatized by the attack like a mad dog by the seven five-turn swords.

I was in a heavy mood and had to accept this serious fact. My true energy was far less abundant than Xiaoyue: the power I blessed on the Seven-turned Sword was only comparable to that of Xiaoyue blessed on the Hunyuan Sword Formation composed of the Five-turned Sword.

——Even so, I finally survived Xiaoyue’s seven flying sword formations with the strength of the Silver Snake Sword.

Like the martial god Zhou Jia, the deeds of breaking through the twelve laws of Lin Zhenren with his fingers while wielding it is really a myth.

I smiled bitterly.

I probably reached the sword realm similar to Xiaoyue just now. If his sword was better, I might have to continue to defend and fight back. I don’t know if the stalemate will be rejected until the Lantern Festival night.

No. If the seven five-turn flying swords fight me one more round, my golden body will be exhausted first.

Now I can no longer reach that sword realm

——My body is now rotten like a rotten wood. Without the support of the true essence, how can I reach Xiaoyue’s level?

In the distance, Xiaoyue's swaying figure gradually emerged. A beautiful woman supported him.

It is a miracle that the mechanical puppet survived on the battlefield where the earth was shaking.

"Ahem."

Xiaoyue walked three hundred steps away from me and stopped. He wiped his mouth with a handkerchief. Xiaoyue's lips were red and bloody. He took out the gourd of the cashier ring and poured it into his throat like me, and also tore off the five-turn robes covered with it - this was the Dutian God Evil who was sputtered by me.

Nearly a thousand breaths, tens of thousands of flying swords confronted me. I probably fought back thousands of lightning lights on the sword. Tenth ** was intercepted by Xiaoyue's Hunyuan Sword Formation. It seems that there are still one or two more that make him feel embarrassed.

I laughed out loud.

"ha!"

I'm too conservative.

Xiaoyue's situation is not much better than mine.

"Every flying sword is a clone of you. If I cut off your seven swords, I will kill seven you in a row. You can just stand up in your body, but the Yin God is even more dull than me."

I'll speak straight.

Xiaoyue cursed,

"I spent some real energy on those nine demons before. Otherwise - I'll have ruined you."

My divine thoughts swept through the environment around me, and unexpectedly I had moved to the original location of the ancient temple's mountain gate while fighting. I had no way to judge whether the battle between Princess Lin and the Jindan of the Mountain and Rivers List stopped.

Looking outside the mountain gate, there was a strange phenomenon I had never seen before.

Xiaoyue also made a stunning sound.

——The thick and dark night is like a huge background on the stage, and the colorful streams of light from nowhere are dotted with them, swimming in the air like colorful southern fish. The ancient trees and vines covered with mountains flutter and scroll like water plants in the deep sea, and grab and tear like human hands. There are all kinds of strange beasts roaring in the dense forest, either like babies or crying like ghosts, which is particularly strange and sad.

Such strange phenomena do not look like they are all in the world, like the mandala or Dharma realm of the Nascent Soul.

"In addition to the formation protection under this ancient temple, the entire mountain outside the ancient temple was infected." Xiaoyue frowned.

"Will anyone who is the Nascent Soul transit?" I asked.

"Impossible. Your carriages and horses are thousands of miles away. Kunlun and Dragon and Tiger Sects have Nascent Souls that secretly protect the demon Nascent Souls that intervene in and affect your itinerary. Although Mo Yubing is strong, she only uses swords and does not know how to use this kind of magic."

It turned out that the one who fought with Princess Lin was Mo Yubing, who was the ninth in the Shanhe List.

Suddenly, my thoughts came to my mind. The scene outside the mountain gate was quite similar to the strange phenomenon of the Huxin Peak that I had seen in the past few months.

"It's Princess Lin. This technique is called the Five Elements Qi Refining Soldier. But can she also infect a mountain without the powerful soul of the Nascent Soul realm?"

I said.

Xiaoyue nods,

"Since it is a seed of prehistoric life since the creation of heaven and earth, combined with the secret method of the Taoist sect, it can also infect such a mountain with its huge energy. The little demon was not creating a state out of thin air like the authentic Taoist sect's Nascent Soul, but used her natural prehistoric spirit to forcibly transform a mountain - Oh. Did you Kunlun lift the Little Demon's ban on demon power? It seems that Lantern Festival is a bit tricky."
To be continued...