The vast will returned, everything returned to normal, the three-foot green breeze fell from a high altitude and returned to Wang Xun.

The entire Sword Sect was quiet at this time without any sound.

Uncle Mo was also excited and his whole body was shaking. Was he cast his own sword and was actually named a saint by Cangmang?

This great glory made him willing to die now.

In an instant, the great masters of the Sword Sect surrounded the king and were as passionate as fire.

It is no loss to be able to have a friendship with a sword cultivator who has a sword saint.

Wang Xun was bleeding from his seven orifices, and was both embarrassed and embarrassed in the face of the enthusiasm of these powerful people.

Looking at your own eyes, you look at Wu Qingcheng without clothes.

(Wu Qingcheng: "nmp!")

Jian Wuliang was hung aside, staring blankly at the sky, and the breath left by the vast and domineering sword light was still there.

"Immortal Heavenly Sword, Master..." he kept talking to himself.

The sunset in his hand was shaking violently, and a feeling of fear filled the sword spirit.

This sword light made all the swords tremble for countless years, but now it is still so terrifying when it is born.

Powerful makes people desperate!

Wang Xun finally squeezed out of the powerful man and saw Jian Wuliang with a look of loss on his face.

"You..." Before you finished speaking, the powerful man pulled him in again.

The poor Sanchi Qingfeng was touched by these powerful swordsmans for many times.

He became a little girl with panic on his face.

Who made these powerful people look weak when they touched them? Uncle Mo was the most exaggerated. He smiled foolishly while touching them, and was slutty!

It was only when these powerful people left that Wang Xun saw Jian Wuliang standing with Wu Qingcheng.

"Wang Xun, you are really great!" Wu Qingcheng was about to pounce on him, with a charming look on his face.

"I said that my future Taoist partner will be a great hero, and he will be incompetent..." Before he finished speaking, Wang Xun pushed him away.

"What's wrong with you?" Wang Xun felt that Jian Wuliang's emotions had changed drastically from the previous one.

"Congratulations, Sword Saint?" Jian Wuliang said with a smile.

There is no trace of jealousy in his tone. Those who love swords will naturally not envy other people's swords, even the sword saint.

I am a little proud, I will never trample on it.

"Thank you!" Wang Xun thanked and looked at the sunset.

This sword gives people a feeling of dying at this time, like an old man in his twilight years.

"It is called the Immortal Heavenly Sword, and it is also the sword of my era. It's very terrifying!" Jian Wuliang felt Wang Xun's gaze and said bleakly.

Wang Xun's mind saw the fearful sword light just now, and there was such a desperate power across the endless vastness. The weapon to kill the emperor was like cutting tofu! It was indeed terrifying.

That domineering spirit is like the Emperor of the Nine Heavens, making people dare not resist.

"The Immortal Heavenly Sword, the sword covers the era, and the sword path is lightless." Jian Wuliang sighed and said.

After saying that, Jian Wuliang took a step away, Wang Xun followed, and their battle was about to begin.

"Wang Xun, wait for me!" Wu Qingcheng shouted resentfully.

"I promised others to stay away from you in the future. Please don't make me embarrassed!" Wang Xun turned around and said.

"I don't want it!" Wu Qingcheng chopped his feet and his face turned red, not knowing what he thought of.

Wang Xun suddenly had goose bumps all over his body and he hurriedly left.

This shemale!!!

"I know he was angry because I slept with that bitch. It turns out that he really has me in his heart!" Wu Qingcheng smiled like a flower.

Just as he was about to chase after him, he suddenly stopped, frowned, and said to himself, "It's actually starting now."

It turned out that news came from the master sect just now that the Tianjiao Competition has actually begun?

"Wang Xun, wait, I will definitely take you to see Piaomiaolu! Let you understand that I am your destined person!"

After saying that, he glanced at Wang Xun and quickly flew out of the Sword Sect.

A woman with white hair in the distance stared blankly at Wu Qingcheng's leaving figure, her eyes full of resentment.

Wang Xun followed Jian Wuliang to a forest.

"I think you really should find an opportunity to kill him!" Jian Wuliang, who stopped, suddenly said this.

"What?" Wang Xun did not react.

"I can help you!" Jian Wuliang said, very seriously!

Wang Xun then understood, shook his head, and said, "I know what I know. You don't have to say much, let's start!"

The three-foot green breeze appeared in his hand in an instant, and Wang Xun was as powerful as a rainbow for a moment.

Unexpectedly, at this time, Jian Wuliang shook his head instead.

"The opportunity I finally waited for made me lose at this time, what a pity!" Jian Wuliang said inexplicably.

"What's wrong?" Wang Xun looked at Jian Wuliang.

Jian Wuliang raised the sunset and said sadly: "It's going to die. I thought I could still fight you for a while, but I didn't expect that after seeing the Immortal Sky Sword, it came to an end."

Wang Xun put down the three-foot Qingfeng, looked at the sunset and asked, "What kind of story does it have?"

"Speaking of this, you may not believe it. It has seen the sword light battle with you!" Jian Wuliang raised his head and said, his voice full of infinite pride.

How powerful is the Immortal Heavenly Sword? The imperial cutting weapon is like cutting tofu. Such a terrifying and desperate sky sword has actually fought for the sunset?

Wang Xun couldn't help but look at the sunset seriously. No wonder this sword was not simple at first sight.

"It's not difficult to guess the result. I lost a lot, my sword body was cut off, and the sword spirit almost disappeared. In the end, my master raised it with his heart to make the sword flexible." As he said that, Jian Wuliang pulled out the sunset and met with dense cracks, and the sword blade still had broken surfaces.

There are also clear traces of connection in between. I think it was made up for by Master Jian Wuliang!

"The Immortal Heavenly Sword is domineering. Even if my master sacks the power of the Nine Ox and Two Tigers, he can barely make the sword move. He just survived, no longer the same as before!" Jian Wuliang continued.

"Later, I was hidden in snow and the sunset was sealed. It's ridiculous to say that the most terrifying thing about this time was time. I have survived countless years and were ignorant in the eternal space, but the sunset could not stand it in time. When I woke up and found it again, its life span had come to an end!"

"I should have been able to hold on for a while, but I didn't expect that the birth of the Heavenly Sword would cause its old injury to recur, and I couldn't hold on!" Jian Wuliang said sadly.

"It survived the Sky Knife, passed the Era, and finally couldn't survive the time."

Jian Wuliang caressed the sunset, which was like an old man telling his funeral, emitting low sword sounds.

Wang Xun picked up the three-foot Qingfeng. Will it also lose to time one day in the future?

Death in the hands of time seems to be the great destiny of living beings.

But time will die? What else can last forever in this world?

Wang Xun naturally couldn't speak up in this situation.

After a while, Jian Wuliang inserted the sunset at his feet, pulled off a branch from the tree, and pointed it at Wang Xun.

"Come on!" Jian Wuliang's eyes were bright, like stars, shining with light.

Wang Xun glanced at the sunset, seemed to understand Jian Wuliang's thoughts, and casually put Sanqi away, waved his hand and flew over with a branch.

"You don't have to do this!" Jian Wuliang said in a deep voice. Jian Wuliang's blessing to the sword cultivator was not a little bit. Jian Wuliang didn't want Wang Xun to use his full strength because of his pity.

"It's okay, since you use a branch, I use a sword. Even if you win, you won't win!" Wang Xun shook his head and said.

"We are different. Although the sunset is my sword, it is a great deal for longing for me. My sword has long been in my heart. Every flower and every grass can be a sword. You are different from me. Your sword is the Tao, my sword is the heart. Where the heart wants, the sword intent is everywhere. Your sword is full of sharpness. Without a sword, your sharpness is gone. How can you compete with me!" Jian Wuliang said confidently.

Wang Xun smiled and suddenly said, "Of course you said that, how about we change the way?"

"explain!"

"You stand against each other, don't move anyone, just move your sword, don't use spiritual power, whoever moves will lose!" Wang Xun said after taking ten steps back.

It is difficult for the sword energy to fluctuate too far without moving, and its power is greatly reduced. It cannot move, which has certain restrictions on the flexibility of the sword. Moreover, the branches used by both of them are completely judging by the understanding of the sword at this time.

Jian Wuliang smiled inexplicably and said, "Okay!"

After saying that, he also took ten steps back, waved his hand, and the sword energy swept across the board, and the trees around the two fell down in unison, leaving a huge open space.

But there was only a tree left in front of the two of them, blocking them.

Wang Xun was distracted and lifted the branch up and pointed it at Jian Wuliang.

"I am cultivating the heart of the sword. Wherever my heart is, everything can be a sword!" Jian Wuliang stood still, and with a wave of the branches, a sword energy flew out in an instant.

Without spiritual power, pure understanding of the sword can make Jian Wuliang emit this sword energy, which is enough to shock the great sword cultivators of the world.

The sword energy went out and slashed towards Wang Xun in an instant. When the sword energy passed by the tree next to the two, it passed by, but did not hurt the tree at all.

Wang Xun narrowed his eyes and waved the branches to block the sword energy, but the branches were still cut off by this sword energy.

"I said that your sword lies in its sharpness. Without its sharpness, sometimes I doubt that you are still a sword when you practice it?" Jian Wuliang said with a smile.
To be continued...