For that Taibai sword technique.

Nie Feng has mastered it to the point of being proficient.

Even he had mastered the mountain-sliding sword technique just now.

Both sets of sword techniques are second-rate martial arts, and cannot be compared with the sword techniques of various major sword sects, but it gives Nie Feng the feeling that these two sets of sword techniques are no less than any top-notch sword techniques.

But at this moment.

Nie Feng suddenly felt countless sword energy emerging in front of him, swarming in his body from all directions. The sword energy was so clever that even though his body was tempered by the demonic energy, he still felt a burst of stinging pain.

Originally, even if the sword was cut up, the body on the hand might not be fragile at this moment.

Nie Feng understands.

This should be another major purpose of the sword tomb.

Temper the body!

However, just as the sword energy was about to break through his body's defense, Nie Feng suddenly felt a force gushing out of his body, or to be more precise, the force gushing out of his tendons, veins, bones and even muscles.

It was almost exactly the same as Nie Feng's demonic energy that polished his body when he was in the ancient city. Then, he wrapped his body at the fastest speed. Nie Feng could clearly feel that every inch of his muscles, muscles, bones, skin, and meridians had been re-stained.

With the power of those sword energy, it was hard to hurt him at all.

Nie Feng thought about it a little in his mind and knew what was going on.

You should know that the Demon Lord and the First Sword Saint are both powerful men of the same era. They have fought each other more than once, but unfortunately no one can do anything about each other. Nie Feng entered the ancient city that day, obtained the Demon Lord's martial arts teaching, and his body was tempered by the demonic energy. So in a sense, he was also one of the Demon Lord's successors in another lifetime.

This sword tomb is a thing left by the Sword Saint. Now that it is necessary to use sword energy to temper Nie Feng's body, it is equivalent to raising a positive challenge to the Demon Lord.

And the next scene.

It also confirmed Nie Feng's idea.

A surging black mist suddenly appeared behind Nie Feng, turning into a man with a majestic figure, looking down at all directions. Although he didn't say anything, he first showed infinite domineeringness and majesty.

at the same time.

Tens of millions of sword energy also appeared in front of the wind.

Turned into a white hair like snow.

The man carrying the ancient sword.

The two most powerful beings from ancient times finally met again through time.

"Long time no see."

The first sword saint, who was as white as snow, suddenly spoke happily.

Nie Feng was even more shocked.

He didn't expect it.

This person condensed by sword energy actually has his own mind.

"It's true that I haven't seen each other for a long time."

The Demon Lord also spoke slowly.

"He is your successor?"

The Sword Saint looked at Nie Feng, "I can feel your magical aura in his body. You spend your source to temper his body. It seems that you have given him great hope."

"My successor is no longer here." The Demon Lord also looked at Nie Feng, "I just saw that his bones were good that day, so I helped him. I didn't expect that his talent was really stupid. He had not yet broken through the realm of destiny for such a long time."

When Nie Feng heard this, his mouth twitched a few times.

What you said is simple.

How easy is it to break through the realm of destiny?

It has been less than a year since he met in the ancient city last time until today. If he can successfully break through the realm of destiny, it would be a strange thing.

"hehe……"

The Sword Saint chuckled a few times when he heard this, and said, "Your requirements are too strict. I think this child is indeed good. He has achieved such success at a young age. If he is given a hundred years, even if he cannot enter the realm of you and me, the difference will not be particularly far."

"His current ability is still far from it."

The Demon Lord snorted and said, "There are many skills to practice but not the essence, and the complexity is not pure. However, there are not many skills to practice, and only the Nine Yang Divine Art is barely enough. The rest of the skills are not as good as they are."

As he said that, regardless of whether Nie Feng agreed or not, he waved his right hand and a magic light seemed like a dragon flying, drilling directly into Nie Feng's body. Except for the Nine Yang Divine Art and the Heavenly Demon Blood Transformation Divine Art, all the martial arts were destroyed by him.

Including the Immortal God's Art taught to him by Mu Changsheng, as well as the Xuanbing Dragon Art and the Thirteenth Heavenly Will Internal Power Mind Method.

Nie Feng only felt the internal organs tremble, and his dantian became empty.

"It's OK now."

The Demon Lord said coldly: "Since you have my magic skills, you don't have to be polite. If you could use this set of skills well, you would probably have broken through the realm of destiny long ago."

"Do you think the martial arts I passed down are not as good as Wang Chongyang's Nine Yang Divine Art?"

The Demon Lord asked in a cold tone.

"Senior, this..."

Facing such a domineering person as the Demon Lord, Nie Feng had no temper at all. Who made him think about every word for himself? All the martial arts that he had just destroyed was purified and then poured into his dantian.

However, Nie Feng is indeed quite afraid of the magical magic of the Demon Blood Transformation, just because this martial arts is too domineering and is completely a evil technique that absorbs other people's skills and energy for oneself. Although it can quickly improve its strength, it may affect its mind and nature if it continues.

The Demon Lord seemed to see through his thoughts and said, "I have improved this set of kung fu. Even if you use it to kill people every day, it will not have any impact on your mind. If one day you fall into the devil's path, the only explanation is that you have a devil in your heart. It is because you took the initiative to step into the devil's path, not this set of kung fu."

After saying that, the Demon Lord waved his right hand again.

The light of the Heavenly Secret Ring flashed, and the evil dragon serpent suddenly appeared in his hands.

"This evil dragon serpent was originally the divine weapon of Xia Qi, the human emperor of the Gods Court. Only the domineering and powerful people can exert the power of this serpent. Your temperament is not suitable for using such domineering weapons."

The Demon Lord threw the evil dragon halberd to the sword saint beside him and said, "You are the sword saint, and you are the sword saint, just give me some face and pass on your most powerful sword saint to him, so as not to embarrass me when he goes out. This big saurus is also handed over to you, so you can do it."

After saying these words, the Demon Lord's body swayed and frowned and said, "Damn it, that guy is making trouble again, and he can't help but he can't help him."

"With your strength, can't you calm him down?"

The Sword Saint took the phlegm and was observing carefully, but suddenly heard his words and asked with a serious face.

"I'm just a clone there. After so many years, I've already consumed almost the same amount of time. I guess they've been out of the seal." The Demon Lord shook his head with regret, and then said, "Boy, go and improve your strength as much as possible. There is not much time left for you. Only by truly entering the realm of destiny can you have the ability to survive."

After saying that, the Demon Lord's figure suddenly disappeared.

In this space, only Nie Feng and Sword Saint were left.

"That guy thinks it's because of this temper, so he took action to destroy most of your martial arts. Don't worry about him." The Sword Saint smiled and said, "In ancient times, being his disciple was the most unlucky thing, but it was also the luckiest thing. He would do his best to help his disciples improve their strength without reservation. Even if the disciples may surpass him in the future, he would not have the slightest fear."

"But the sad thing is that you have to bear his strange temper. He is likely to take action to destroy all your martial arts for his own idea, and then pass on a new set of martial arts."

Hearing the words of the Sword Saint, Nie Feng couldn't help but smile bitterly. It seemed that there were fewer descendants of the Demon Lord, which was not unreasonable.

"As for this eptuagint is not suitable for you, I decided to turn it into a sword."

As he said that, the evil dragon halberd in the sword saint's hand seemed to have dissolved suddenly, turning into a ball of black metal, with the shape and texture similar to that of mud.

"In fact, there is no one in the world who is exactly the same. Everyone has different bones and heights. So if you want to use the sword like an arm to use your fingers, you must choose a sword that is more suitable for you based on your own characteristics and body."

As he spoke, the metal between the sword saint's hands had turned into a long sword of ancient style. The overall length was about three feet and nine inches, the sword spine was thick and the sword sharp, which was quite similar to the Huashan Iron Sword.

"Catch the sword."

The Sword Saint swung his hand.

The long sword in his hand could turn into flowing light and fly in. Nie Feng subconsciously reached out to catch the sword and used a set of Taibai sword technique. After the last move "Kuixing Dianyue" was used, Nie Feng's long sword took the opportunity and used the mountain-sliding sword technique.

After the seventy-two-way mountain-sliding sword technique was used, Nie Feng instinctively used the Heart-Spiking Sword, and the long sword burst out with the sound of wind and thunder.

"Thank you for your advice!"

Nie Feng put away the sword in his hand and bowed to the sword saint to thank him.

"I have created countless sword techniques in my life, and there are more than a thousand people who can be called famous, but the most powerful sword techniques are the three swords that kill immortals, subdue demons, and level demons."

The words fell.

The sword behind the Sword Saint was unsheathed, and three illusory figures walked out of the sword's body. At the same time, the sword that was unsheathed was also divided into three and fell into the palm of the three figures.

He used three completely different but powerful sword techniques.

"Among these three sets of sword techniques, the most domineering sword technique is the most domineering. It was created when I fought with the demons, and the most sharp sword technique is the most powerful. It was created when I fought with those ancient wild beasts. The sword technique of killing the immortal is the most vicious and is specially designed to deal with those human masters."

The Sword Saint said softly: "But these three sets of sword techniques are incomparable. One sword cultivation is enough to allow you to dominate the world. Even if you face a master in the Heavenly Destiny Realm, you still have the power to fight."

"Today, I will pass on your sword technique to flatten the demon!"

The Sword Saint continued: "This set of flat demon sword techniques is decisive and the sword intent is extremely sharp. The ferocious beasts that were rampant in the ancient wilderness back then were a few more terrifying than the current demons. They are incompetent in swords and guns, and can control the power of heaven and earth at will. The weakest ferocious beast also has the cultivation level of a master of the human race's divine realm, and the human race has once become a blood food."

Before he finished speaking, the Sword Saint suddenly grabbed his accessories, and the three figures instantly merged into his body.

A powerful sword technique appeared in front of Nie Feng.

In a trance.

Nie Feng only felt like he was in a sea of ​​blood.
To be continued...