If you can’t become a son-in-law, you have to be destined to become a saint. Chapter 220 I will only use my sword energy to raise Bishan Mountain and set up a hundred peaks
Chapter 220 I will only use my sword energy to raise Bishan Mountain and set up a hundred peaks
Zero eight seats
The fairy spirit lingers on the rain-calling sword.
This Xuanyi Sword Armor seemed to swing a sword lightly, but it fully aroused the power of the immortal hidden in it.
Just like the name of the Rain Calling Sword, heavy rain fell from the sky, and the rain was pouring down, but the sun shone brightly in the sky.
The scene in the rain and the rays of the scorching sun merge into one, reflecting the mountains in the distance.
It only takes a few seconds for the rain to fall.
The mountains are actually reflected in a majestic blue sky, and there are white clouds in the sky, suspended above the mountains, but it is a rare beauty!
Many sights such as the green dragon bleeding out just now, the mysterious Taoist whose fly whisk was cut off, etc., have quietly disappeared.
It seems that the blue dragon that just now occupies the rainy day and the whisk that just now covers the sky and the sun are just illusions.
Xuanyi Sword Armor stood in the air, looking down at the Rain Calling Sword in his hand.
There was more surprise in his eyes, but without hesitation, he gently reached out his hand, and the Rain Calling Sword in his hand turned into a streak of light again, flew away, and fell into the scabbard on Lu Jing's waist!
Xuanyi Sword Armor's sword came very quickly, but it dispersed in just a moment.
But when he draws his sword.
Sitting in the Taixian Palace, the always calm Emperor Chongtian's expression finally changed. His face showed a more solemn look, and his body became straighter.
"The sword armor in the world...the leader among swords..."
Emperor Chongtian thought thoughtfully, and then shook his head slightly: "There is only one person in the world who can seize the bell of swordsmanship in the world and absorb the spirit of swords in the world. Looking at the past, there is no such thing in Sijiazi, so it is not a surprise."
"Just this one person, no more."
While Emperor Chongtian was thinking, he lightly tapped the table in front of him with his fingers.
The dragon corpse that was originally embedded in the table became full of life after receiving a few drops of Taichong Longjun's essence and blood, plus a drop of dragon horn essence and blood.
As Emperor Chongtian tapped the table, the dragon corpse opened one eye and stared at the Holy Lord Da Fu in front of him.
"You came to earth from heaven, and I let you absorb the Great Fu Dragon Vein so that you can live another life. What do you think of the best swordsman in the world?"
Emperor Chongtian lowered his head and asked.
But I don’t know if the dragon corpse actually answered.
Xuanyi Jianjia returned Lu Jing's rain-calling sword and looked at the mountains in the distance.
On the mountain path of one of the mountains, Yuelun was amazed at the dissipation of all the strange phenomena just now, with fear in his eyes.
For a girl who is not familiar with the world, today's experience is indeed strange and terrifying.
When she came back to her senses, she turned around and looked at the desolate mountain road, tears welling up in her eyes.
The people from Qi who escorted her into Dafu have all disappeared. Several monks from Qi in black were chopped into two pieces by the swordsman standing in the clouds just now.
Gao Li and Jian Qiushui were nowhere to be seen, leaving Yue Lun at a loss.
Xuanyi Jianjia frowned and looked at the tearful moon on the mountain.
There was some undisguised boredom in his eyes.
"Bringing a girl of her age is somewhat of a problem."
Xuanyi Jianjia entered Dafu Taixuanjing alone, and even entered Taixuan Palace.
There were countless strong men in Taixuan Palace who were eyeing him, but he didn't find it troublesome. However, the girl in front of him made the Xuanyi Jianjia deeply troubled.
He thought about it for a few breaths, and suddenly his mind surged, and he saw the swordsman in green, dozens of miles away, heading south regardless of the pain on his shoulder.
That swordsman was Nan Fengmian.
Nan Fengmian seemed eager to leave Taixuanjing and ride the breeze. However, this breeze had the power of a storm and even rolled up the rocks on the mountain.
"He is going south to Qi State?"
Xuanyi Jianjia seemed to have thought of something, a smile appeared on his face and he flicked his sleeves slightly.
The surrounding energy was condensed in just a moment, turning into a tornado. The tornado soared into the sky and headed towards the mountain where the moon wheel was located.
Yuelun squatted on the ground, lowered his head and cried.
Suddenly, she realized that she had risen into the air, and the girl looked down with tears in her eyes.
He only saw that he had risen off the ground, the ground under his feet was getting farther and farther away from him, and the mountain peaks were getting smaller and smaller.
"ah!"
Yuelun's pale face became even paler, tears filled her eyes, and she closed her eyes tightly.
The intense fear made her feel dizzy. Coupled with the oncoming strong wind, Yuelun was suddenly out of breath, her head felt dizzy, and she fainted.
Xuanyi's sword armor seemed unaware, and he even flicked his fingers, and a ray of vitality turned into a sword light and flew away. With the awe-inspiring sword energy, it killed the mysterious Taoist who went to pursue Nan Fengmian's magical power.
At this moment, everything seems to have settled.
But when Nan Heyu came with sword light, he saw Lu Jing, whose breath was getting weaker and weaker, lowering his head and thinking about something.
He looked at the Rain Calling Sword at his waist. The Rain Calling Sword was still lingering with the sword energy of Xuanyi Sword Armor just now.
The sword energy was extremely weak. If Lu Jing hadn't turned his attention to the Rain-Calling Sword and Nan Heyu followed Lu Jing's gaze and looked at the Rain-Calling Sword, Nan Heyu would not have noticed it at all.
When Nan Heyu saw the sword energy, he felt that the sword energy was extremely obscure and unparalleled in sharpness, as if it was as invisible as a cloud, yet it could shine high in the sky and appear faintly.
There are many changes every moment.
"Isn't the sword that the sword leader displayed just now not just one sword?"
Nan Heyu seemed to notice something.
Xuanyi's sword armor suddenly let out a light cry. Nan Heyu's thoughts were interrupted. He turned around and saw the swordsman leader standing in the void, his eyes falling on Lu Jing.
Lu Jing stood there, his deep eyes filled with brilliance, and his soft face seemed to be exuding divine light.
"Senior asked me to take a look at that heavy sword technique just now, but I don't know what that sword technique is called?"
Lu Jing asked.
Jian Kui lowered his hands and his expression softened.
"The sword technique just now is called [Sword Qi Rises from Bishan]. Did you see it clearly?"
Lu Jing frowned and said: "Senior asked me to see that heavy sword technique, and deliberately included seventy-two changes in sword power in one sword. Each change has its own mystery. Lu Jing...see it clearly
Some."
"Seventy-two changes..." Nan Heyu looked straight at the Rain Calling Sword at Lu Jing's waist. Naturally, she also saw the Xuanyi Sword Armor just now, but she was completely unaware that there was something like this in that sword.
Lots of sword power!
"Is there really so many changes?" Nan Heyu murmured to himself.
But then I heard Jian Kui's slightly surprised words.
"Did you see the seventy-two changes in Jianqi Qibi Mountain?"
Xuanyi Jianjia asked.
In Lu Jing's mind, there was a golden light flashing from Zun Qing's destiny.
Lu Jing just held the magical power and the two white deer swords, and fought with the soul to create a split, and also blocked Nan Lao Guogong for Nan Fengmian.
Even at this moment, Lu Jing's chance had reached its limit. The pain caused by Yuan Shen made Lu Jing's face pale and his eyes dimmed.
But the moment Nan Fengmian turned around and left, the ominous image melted into streaks of white light, and the white light condensed into a line of Zunqing Fate Pattern.
It's that [Youth Sword Armor]!
[Young Sword Armor, respecting the fate of youth, gaining divine skills, recognized by the White Deer and the Two Swords, among the young men in the world today, you are the most talented swordsman!
When your destiny is triggered, practice and study the world of swordsmanship. When you look at the essence of swordsmanship, you can know its eighty-nine points; the swordsmanship circulates and its power is greatly increased.
If the soul of the sword can be accumulated, the power of the sword will be even greater, soaring to the clouds.]
[Young Sword Armor] Fate is the second Zunqing Fate that Lu Jing has obtained. The first Zunqing Fate is the [Dragon-Slaying Soldier] fate. With the Dragon-Slaying Fate, Lu Jing once
Four real dragons were killed, and even Prince Xuanwei of Taichong Hai in the seventh realm was defeated by Lu Jing's sword.
But today, Lu Jing fought hard for his soul to be broken, and went south in exchange for Nan Fengmian, and in exchange for the fate of this [Young Sword Armor].
The fate of the young sword armor shines cyan in Lu Jing's mind.
That cyan light not only illuminated Lu Jing's mind, but also illuminated Lu Jing's soul, thoughts, consciousness, spiritual thoughts, and even the Fuguang sword energy lingering around Lu Jing's soul.
There seemed to be a unique power in that cyan light, which made Lu Jing's understanding of the sword even more profound.
As the light from the young man's sword armor became more and more brilliant, Lu Jing's frown deepened.
"No, this sword Qi Qi Bishan does not only have seventy-two changes. This is a real sword that meets the enemy. When the sword comes out, it seems that there are no mountains, but there are many mountains in it. At first glance, there are thirty mountains.
Sixth, blue clouds hang in the sky, and the thirty-six peaks are different and each has its own beauty.
Looking again, there are seventy-two levels of mountains in it, and each level is a level of change and a level of sword power.
But if you think about it carefully and study it carefully, you will find that there are 108 mountains in total.
One hundred and eight mountains, mountains and mountains piercing the sky.”
Lu Jing took a deep breath, the magic and the aura bursting out from the Two White Deer Swords turned out to be more grand and brilliant.
This sword Qi rises from Bishan, and it is worthy of being made by the best swordsman in the world.
The two world-famous swords also had feelings, and the power of the immortals and the famous swords in them turned into a layer of mountains, standing upright in front of Nanlao Guogong, known as the Great Fu Mountain.
Duke Nan Lao Guo felt the changes in the sword screen in front of him and took a deep look at Lu Jing.
He shook his head slowly.
"We are already old and now it is the world of young people."
The man in short clothes was still frowning at Kuangren Chu's water mist magical power in front of him, as if hesitating.
Duke Nan Lao sighed in his heart and was about to turn around and return to Taixuanjing, but stopped where he was and frowned.
He looked to the distant sky!
But only saw it!
A fire broke out from the sky, and fierce energy and blood broke through the void, just like a fire dragon flying out of a rolling volcano and roaring towards this place.
"Shaozhu Kingdom..."
Duke Nanlao looked closely and saw a willow branch decorated with a violent martial arts spirit.
That kind of martial arts spirit seems to have been cultivated on the battlefield. The spirit of a dragon, with its turbulent energy and blood, has flown hundreds of miles and arrived here in just the blink of an eye!
"Shaozhuguo's energy and blood are soaring to the sky, and now he bends his bow and arrows to clear the way for me?"
Duke Nan frowned: "I'm afraid it's just to make Lu Jing more injured."
The fire dragon roared and smashed towards Lu Jing.
The sword curtain flows in the distance, still blocking the way of Duke Nan Lao. The magic in Lu Jing's hands and the two white deer swords still have the surging power of the immortal. The power of the famous sword turns into the light-supporting sword energy, rushing towards
That sword curtain.
At this time, Lu Jing became very weak.
His Yuanshen was damaged, the energy in the Yuanshen Palace was constantly passing away, and his mind seemed to be on the Sword Qi Qibi Mountain.
Nan Heyu, who was standing not far away, sensed the awe-inspiring killing aura in the fire dragon and did not hesitate at all.
"wind and rain……"
The three hundred thousand beautiful water above her head sparkled with sword light, and every bit of sword light drew a silk thread, like lingering rain, and like the storm accompanying the rain, facing the fire dragon.
Just for a moment... Nan Heyu's swordsmanship is well deserved.
Continuous sword intent burst out from her Qian Xiushui, and the feathered sword light bred by the soul controlled every sword light.
The sword light went straight for seven or eight miles, bringing with it a layer of invisible aura.
Those breaths flew horizontally at first, then went straight up and rolled away.
Sonorous!
The sword light flashed like a sword, tearing through the void.
"I have been cultivating the sword spirit of Wind and Rain for eight or nine years. If I don't draw the sword for Mr. Lu Jing, who should?"
Lu Jing once gave her guidance.
In these mountains, Lu Jing came with a sword and sent Nan Fengmian south.
Nan Lao Guogong may not understand Nan Fengmian's choice, but Nan Heyu, who also has the heart to ask for swords and wants his soul to illuminate the star and his sword energy to overcome the thunder tribulation, understands what Nan Fengmian wants, and understands that even if Lu Jing
Even though he was seriously injured, he still had the loyalty to let Nan Fengmian get his wish.
Because of this, Nan Heyu had no hesitation this time.
When the sword energy took off, the void turned white, the three hundred thousand beautiful waters trembled again, and sixty more sword shadows appeared.
Three hundred and sixty sword intents engulfed the fire dragon like a storm.
Standing on the mountain peak, Xuanyi Sword Armor also sensed Nan Heyu's feathered sword heart.
He didn't take action, but the casualness in his eyes dissipated a lot, and he became serious instead.
He was looking at Lu Jing and also at Nan Heyu.
"Seeing these two young girls is like meeting me back then."
A layer of fire erupted from the three hundred and sixty sword lights.
Nan Heyu stepped on the clouds, heavy sword intent lingering around her, and then engulfed her in the distance.
It was also at this moment.
The clouds and mist rolled around, suddenly reflecting a fairyland.
Magical powers were brewing in that fairyland, and an immortal appeared. He raised his hand and pinched the clouds, turning the clouds into a dharma body.
The clouds and mist appear, gradually revealing the eyebrows and eyes, the Dharma is solemn, and the angry eyes are majestic.
This Dharma image strode down the sky and said: "Heaven has its own laws, and the world has its own laws. Mr. Lu Jing, your soul has been greatly damaged now, and I will be the last straw to break your back!"
The voice of this magical power was rumbling, full of killing energy, and there was a fierce light in its eyes.
Lu Jing, who was still thinking with his head down, finally looked up. There was no doubt in his eyes. He put the magic sword in his hand, and the magic turned into a stream of light and flew into the sword curtain, still blocking the way of Duke Nan Lao.
Lu Jing held the White Deer Sword in his hand, and his incomplete spirit lent some of the immortal power of the White Deer Sword.
Suddenly, the sky was filled with sword light, but it was not the sword energy of Fuguang, but the sword energy of the world's sword armor rising from Bishan!
The magical power Fa Xiangru borrowed the power of heaven and earth, raised his fist about ten feet and hit Lu Jing hard.
A divine thought also completely fell into Lu Jing's mind.
"Mr. Lu Jing, aren't you curious...who wants to kill you?"
Lu Jing raised the White Deer Sword in his hand, and the power of the immortal poured into his soul.
"There is not only one person in Taixuan Capital who wants to kill me. There are those who are sitting in the light, and there are also those who are entrenched in the darkness!"
"Your magical powers are incarnated here. I will only kill your Dharma body. I will seek revenge from you someday!"
"Today...I will raise Bishan with only my sword energy and erect a hundred and eight peaks. I don't care who you are!"