Lu Qingping's face was cold, and her feet were firmly rooted on the ground!

However, his color changed in the next breath, because he actually felt that his soul was being sucked out.

Boom!

The green Taoist Dharma transformed into an immortal and enveloped Lu Qingping's soul.

He looked sideways and found that the spirit of Foyuan was the same.

Next breath.

The two Dharma-like rays of light completely disappeared into the whetstone.

The sword wind blows endlessly in the valley.

Lu Qingping suddenly felt that she had entered a world made of knives.

Countless knives!

Countless swordsmen!

"Is this the sword intention left behind by generations of legendary swordsmen in the whetstone?"

This thought flashed through Lu Qingping's mind immediately.

"My soul was sucked into the whetstone!"

He felt the familiar Buddhist atmosphere next to him.

But at this moment.

In the world of swords, all the thousands of swords turned their tips and roared towards the two of them at this moment.

Hula~

The sword energy is oppressing and the space is shaking, as if the world is collapsing!

Lu Qingping suddenly felt that the two of them were enemies of this sword world.

Bang!

"I want to see what you are doing, Gai Kunlun!"

Lu Qingping's eyes darkened, the Dharma Appearance expanded out of thin air, and the sword intent rolled out, like a river rushing by.

Ding-ding-ding-ding!

The crisp sound of gold and iron clashing!

His magic power surged forward, and he swung his sword forward one after another, cutting off hundreds or even thousands of swords in an instant!

Thousands of pieces fell.

Bang bang bang!

"What exactly is hidden inside the whetstone?"

Monk Foyuan is also unfolding his Dharma image, fighting with numerous swords and lights.

These sword lights are not very strong, but there are countless troubles!

Tiandao Valley has been established for thousands of years. With such a long history, generations of swordsmen have left their mark of sword energy on it. They have competed with the swordsmen of the past across time and space. Over time, they have accumulated unknown marks of sword energy!

"The knife I cut out is being swallowed here..."

Lu Qingping was shocked to find that her sword energy disappeared inside the whetstone space and slowly melted here!

"That direction!"

The young man suddenly discovered the clue, his eyes were as cold as lightning: "There is something weird in that direction!"

Clang Clang!!

Under the collision of swords, Lu Qingping ran in the right direction and killed him.

Foyuan's face moved slightly, and he immediately followed.

I don’t know how many knives were broken along the way by the two Dharma masters!

Under the road paved with blades and fragments.

Lu Qingping arrived at the end, which seemed to be the core of the whetstone space.

Buzz~

Thousands of swords trembled.

Once you enter this area.

Suddenly, he saw hundreds of powerful knives in the center of the area!

A dozen of them are golden in color.

Their quality is all in the realm of Dharma!

It was left on the whetstone by a swordsman from the Sword Alliance who broke through to the Dharma Realm.

"Those are the knives that Foyuan and I just cut, and they are all here!"

Lu Qingping narrowed her eyes and discovered that somewhere in the center of the area, several of her knives had turned into marks, leaving them around one of the black knives.

And, as it blends into...

Not only the knives of the two of them, but also all the knives around them are converging here, heading towards the black knife, as if they are going to be swallowed by it!

"That black thing is...Ye Hongxue...'s knife!"

Lu Qingping recognized the black knife and couldn't help but change her color slightly!

It lives in the center of ten thousand swords, like an emperor among swords.

It was Ye Hongxue's sword intent.

He is extremely familiar.

There is also a sword intention here, which is exactly the same as the one in his mind.

But the black knife here not only has true meaning, but also has power!

It was a sword that Ye Hongxue slashed five hundred years ago, and it is completely preserved here!

Although Ye Hongxue rejected the position of sword leader of the Sword Alliance back then, she left her sword intention here. With the help of the whetstone's ability to retain the sword, she used her sword intention to enter it and compete with swordsmen of all generations.

Then, for thousands of years, no sword could be a match for this black sword.

Here it is, the king of knives.

In Lu Qingping's perception, this knife...

Can kill the soul!

At this moment, it is like a devouring magic knife, devouring all the other marks of sword energy in this whetstone.

"No, it's not just Ye Hongxue's sword intent, there's also...Gai Kunlun's aura..."

Monk Foyuan squinted his eyes. He had cultivated the Buddha's image, and had the six magical powers of Buddhism. He had already cultivated the divine foot power, and the next step was the heavenly ear power and the heavenly eye power. His perception was much better than Lu Qingping's, and he could clearly see the truth inside the black knife.

"Gai Kunlun..."

Lu Qingping's eyes narrowed, Gai Kunlun's aura was on the black knife.

For a moment, he thought of Gai Kunlun's corpse in front of the whetstone.

That self-inflicted wound on the neck.

The young man suddenly looked at the black knife in the sea of ​​thousands of knives with a cold voice and asked: "Old Dao Kuai, what exactly do you want to do?"

A single word shook the sea of ​​swords, and thousands of swordsmen trembled.

I thought it was a question that no one answered, but at this moment, an indifferent voice came from the black knife:

"I just want to borrow your sword and use it with the swords of all the swordsmen in the past thousand years... let me transform into the strongest sword!"
Chapter completed!