Ling Yun nodded, stood on Xuan Tianzhan's side, looking at the rockery waterfalls and lake waters with clouds and mists in front of him, his eyes were leisurely, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

This black suit was like a sharp sword, revealing its sharpness. The man with the look of the sword master in the sky was Xuan Tianzhan, the sword master of the North Moon Sword God Xuan Tianzhan, and the Shuimu family "invited" to move.

Of course, with the strength of the Shuimu family, it is impossible to really hire a martial arts master in the dynamic realm. Let alone the identity between the two, the gap is so outrageous, just by catching up with the four words "Beiyue Sword God". The Shuimu family does not even have the qualification to stand in front of Xuan Tianzhan.

The only thing that can support the scene in the Shuimu family is Shuimu Fengchen, the former clan leader who will die at any time, is Jun Guming. The huge family, with a huge amount of resources and vast power, can cultivate the genius Jun Guming as a martial artist in the Ji Realm, which is really against the will of heaven.

As for asking Xuan Tianzhan to move, it is easier, that is, Ling Yun is both a martial arts master in the momentum realm. As long as Xuan Tianzhan knows that Ling Yun is a martial arts master in the momentum realm, he will definitely come for a while.

You know, Xuan Tianzhan is a famous figure. He had already spread in the circle of martial arts masters a few years ago. At the age of sixteen, he defeated countless famous martial arts masters with one sword and one person.

It is said that in the last battle, Xuan Tianzhan competed with the sword and sword. Finally, Xuan Tianzhan realized that the sword was not sword and flattened a mountain with one sword. If Xuan Tianzhan had not been half a step into the micro realm and had the power to the extreme, he would probably have been penetrated by a sword.

You should know that the sword emperor is a peak martial arts master, but he was defeated by Xuan Tianzhan in the end. Since then, all the forces have recognized Xuan Tianzhan as the strongest person in the power realm, no one like that. Such a stunning and stunning person, and such unpredictable cultivation, can't help but not pay attention.

Even if the North Moon Sword God is mentioned ten years later, the entire world is shocked. It can be said that the North Moon Sword God legend is an unshakable and invincible existence in the eyes of all martial arts masters.

Ling Yun and Xuan Tianzhan looked ahead and never said a word. Time passed by, and no one knew what the two were looking at.

"Do you want to talk about swords or swords or swords?" At the end, Ling Yun was the first to speak, and then asked Xuan Tianzhan.

When Ling Yun finished speaking, a different atmosphere overflowed, and then a danger emerged in his heart of the students watching around him. He unknowingly retreated a hundred meters away. Even how he walked out was unknown.

"Is there any difference?" As soon as the sentence came to an end, a sword suddenly appeared behind Xuan Tianzhan, and at the same time there was a sword floating in front of Ling Yun. It seemed that Xuan Tianzhan knew that Ling Yun had no sword, so he specially chose one, which might be to see Ling Yun off.

"have"

As soon as Ling Yun spoke, the sword in front of him suddenly trembled. With a "clang" sound, a sword light suddenly teared the space, and a shocking sword force stirred the wind and clouds of the world. Then the sky suddenly sank as if it was about to rain.

"Your sword" was drunk by the Lingyun sword force, and Xuan Tianzhan's sword gushed out a faint moonlight. This faint light seemed inconspicuous, but it gave people a feeling of extreme sharpness and coldness, as if everything in the world could not resist its sharpness.

"Weng Mute"

At the same time, the Wangxi Sword emitted a crisp sword sound, so that a terrifying sword power appeared within a radius of hundreds of miles, and all the swords surrendered.

"Swish swish swish swish"

All the swords were unsheathed and fell on the ground. After turning them in the air for a few turns, they were inserted on the ground and bowed to Xuan Tianzhan. It turned out to be Wanjian to the sect.

"Half-step sword intent?" Ling Yun's soul leaped at this time, as if he saw this incredible scene through layers of space.

"Out!" Ling Yun shouted in a low voice, and the sword field above the cloud expanded wildly, and in the blink of an eye it expanded to a hundred miles range, and forced all the swords into the scabbard: "Fen."

"Suppression"

Xuan Tianzhan's face was expressionless. Wangxi's sword roared, and the sword energy was unsheathed, and the sword energy soared into the sky, breaking through Lingyun's sword force in one fell swoop, as if the entire space was solidified, so that the Lingyun realm was directly suppressed so hard that it could not move at all.

"What is the difference?" Xuan Tianzhan was not moved by what he did. He looked down at the earth indifferently, looking at the people like ants, saying that you will live, and that you will live; that you will die, and that you will die, and no one dared to resist.

With a strong true energy and amazing cultivation, those so-called martial arts masters in the power realm were even worse than ants, and they trembled directly under the Xuantian Zhan sword.

Of course, this is the result of Xuan Tianzhan's efforts. Xuan Tianzhan's childhood was not easy and his talent was not good. It was precisely because of his persistence and hard-working spirit that he had achieved such cultivation after practicing.

When everyone is traveling around, he is practicing.

When everyone is talking about love, he is practicing.

When everyone is guiding the mountains and rivers, he is also practicing.

When everyone was fighting and fighting, he was still practicing.

Xuan Tianzhan has been practicing like this. I don’t know how many years have passed. Perhaps, even he himself can’t remember it for a long time. Xuan Tianzhan has no identity, status, money, and beauty. He has nothing. Even before this, there has never been any record about him in the world.

The golden lotus is not something in the pond, but it turns into a dragon when it encounters wind and clouds!

At this moment, Xuan Tianzhan, who was practicing, suddenly woke up. It turned out that it was time for him to reappear in the world. There was no need for any gods in this world, and there was no need for any master in this world. Xuan Tianzhan shouted on behalf of all the cultivation: "The era of gods has passed, and my life is in my hands, and I cannot control the heaven!"

"Talk first and fight first and fight first." Ling Yun was not surprised by the suppression of his sword force, nor was he in a hurry to reverse his disadvantages. After defeating their realm, he could no longer judge the victory or defeat with the idea of ​​a mortal.

In ancient times, the martial arts master in the power realm was a representative of killing gods and destroying Buddhas, and the slaughtering of ghosts is an immortal. Any idea of ​​this kind of cultivation can determine victory or defeat.

"Then there is no difference." Xuan Tianzhan raised his eyebrows, and then said to himself: "Swords are weapons, swordsmanship are techniques of killing, and they all have to be beaten."

"There is still some." Ling Yun shook his head. Instead of replying to Xuan Tianzhan's words, he reached out and pointed it gently in the void, as if playing the piano, which led to an inexplicable rule: "For the former, we will find a place to have tea first, then debate the sword, the latter first discuss the sword, and then I will leave."

"You are so confident." Xuan Tianzhan's state of mind had already reached the point where the ancient well was in a state of no movement. He was not moved by Ling Yun's words, but just listened quietly and looked leisurely, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Did you hear it?" Five minutes passed, Ling Yun suddenly stopped, then turned around and saw Xuan Tianzhan who was wandering around, and asked a very strange question.

Ling Yun actually knows Xuan Tianzhan very well. No matter which era is the North Moon Sword God, "God" and "Immortal", they are not easily named, because this echoes the Tao in the dark, because these two words are a law.

In the last life, Xuan Tianzhan and Lingyun learned the opposite direction, whether it was swordsmanship, sword principles, or everything else, it was the goal pursued by countless sword cultivators throughout their lives.

Therefore, Ling Yun may know Xuan Tianzhan's past better than Xuan Tianzhan himself. Xuan Tianzhan had no good memories when he was young. His father often fists and kicked Xuan Tianzhan, and almost killed Xuan Tianzhan.

Xuan Tianzhan, who was only eight years old, left home and began to wander. In order to steal things, he often fought life and death with wild dogs. In order to save the garbage he picked up, he sold it for 100 yuan and killed someone for the first time.

After that, Xuan Tianzhan developed a self-abuse-oriented growth. It was not until Xuan Tianzhan met his master that Xuan Tianzhan left this life and practiced even more crazily, thus embarking on the path of sword cultivating.

When he was twelve years old, in order to temper himself, Xuan Tianzhan killed the beast without telling his master, and his junior sister died tragically, and Xuan Tianzhan, who had just obtained family affection and friendship, completely changed.

That night, blood stained his chest red.

Xuan Tianzhan cruelly killed the monster with the iron sword in his hand, and his flesh and blood were blurred. Even if he was recognized by his relatives, it would be difficult to find any familiar place from the corpse.

In the end, it was Xuan Tianzhan's master who found him and took Xuan Tianzhan back. That was the first time Xuan Tianzhan cried, and he fainted from crying. Since then, Xuan Tianzhan will not speak more than three more words.

At the age of thirteen, Xuan Tianzhan's master came back with another child, a child with broken hands, and Xuan Tianzhan's last junior brother.

"Senior brother, why am I using a wooden sword, which is so short?" The three and a half years old junior brother said depressedly following Xuan Tianzhan.

"Senior brother, can you fly?"

"Senior brother, it is said that there is a sword immortal in the world. Do you think I will become a sword immortal?"

"Senior brother, do you hate Feng'er?"

"You are too weak" was the first sentence of Xuan Tianzhan after three years of being with his junior brother.

That night, heavy snow

One crys in the woodshed, the other is waiting in front of the woodshed door

One year later

On the same night, heavy snow

Xuan Tianzhan buried two people himself. Xuan Tianzhan, who was sixteen-year-old, picked up his master's sword "Wangxi" and left his raising place, with only three graves.

Xuan Tianzhan, who was away from the mountain, still remembered that the young junior brother stood in the corner of the sect and looked at him with a respectful look. Even if he had never spoken to him again, the boy always came over and said, "Senior brother, are you tired."

"Senior brother, I want to learn swords, too."

"Senior brother, I'm not weak, I'm very strong, look at me catching a rabbit."

"Senior brother, the wind hurts so much"

"Senior brother..."

"I said, you're too weak."

After killing his enemy, Xuan Tianzhan stood in front of the master, junior sister, and junior brother's grave, and cried for three days: "You are too weak."
Chapter completed!