The stone tablet in the center of the Evil Cemetery is soaring into the sky. It exudes a desolate and simple aura, like a pillar reaching the sky. It has countless strange writings carved on it, like tadpoles and inscriptions. In addition, it has been eroded by countless years.
, those handwritings have long become blurred and cannot be read.
Looking from a distance, this stone monument looks like an altar used to hold spirits down. The black demonic energy surging between heaven and earth, as soon as it came within ten feet of the stone monument, they all avoided it and did not dare to take a step forward.
In front of the stone tablet, an iron sword was inserted into the soil, with only half of the sword blade exposed.
"Um?"
Chen Xi's eyes lit up. The iron sword exuded vague spiritual energy fluctuations, and there was even a hint of majestic and majestic righteousness in it. He was very familiar with this aura, which was similar to the awe-inspiring swordsmanship practiced by his younger brother Chen Hao.
They come from the same source, but have the same purpose but different approaches.
Using the Divine Wind Transformation Feather Escape Technique, Chen Xi's figure disappeared from the branches. When he reappeared, he was already standing in front of the broken stone tablet.
Chen Xi stretched out his hand to hold the iron sword and pulled it out with force.
Buzz!
A mighty sword energy soared into the sky, piercing the sky. The evil mist and demonic energy within a hundred feet of the surrounding area suddenly evaporated out of thin air like snow melting into water.
This iron sword is black in color, with a navy blue light shining through the blade. It is three feet and two inches long. The blade is engraved with mysterious runic traces. These traces are concise and clear. When you look up, it looks like a line is flowing on the sword.
The mighty Yangtze River, with its roaring waves beating against the snow, has its everlasting charm that can accommodate all things in the world, covering the rise and fall of the human world, and its changes. It is like a sword of history that encompasses all forms of the world!
"Good baby!"
The moment Chen Xi held the iron sword in his hand, he felt as if he had experienced a lot in the rolling world of mortals. The various forms of life, the change of dynasties, the prosperity and decline of all things, the rise and fall of the world... they all turned into an aura of greatness in his chest, and he wished he could set his heart for the world.
, establish a destiny for the living people, carry forward the unique knowledge for the past saints, and create peace for all generations!
"A good sword. This sword should be a Confucian artifact. Influenced by the aura of the great Confucian saint, it will last forever. It is most majestic and majestic!" Chen Xi was filled with admiration. He suddenly remembered that his younger brother Chen Hao had practiced it.
The aura of Haoran's sword is exactly the same as that of this sword. If the two work together, they will complement each other perfectly.
"This sword is mysterious. Although it is not an immortal weapon, I don't want to give in too much. I can give it to my younger brother. He can meditate on it from time to time, and maybe he can reach a higher level in Haoran's swordsmanship."
Immediately, Chen Xi prepared to put the iron sword into the pagoda.
Thousands of feet away, four or five sect disciples scattered around saw sword energy rising into the sky in front of them. Their eyes flickered and they rushed over without hesitation.
"Someone is coming!" Lingbai reminded.
Chen Xi's body that was about to leave suddenly froze. After a few breaths, five sect disciples appeared around him. They were all young monks from various regions of the Chu Dynasty. They all looked at Chen Xi with eager eyes, their eyes flickering.
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"Boy, did you accept the sword treasure just now?"
"Keep the sword and spare your life!"
"The sword energy is soaring into the sky. This sword must be extraordinary. You can actually get such a treasure. Cut off one arm and spare your life!"
Amidst a burst of cold shouts, the five people slowly approached, obviously with the intention of killing people and seizing the treasure.
Chen Xi looked calm. Judging from their auras, these five people were all strong men in the early stages of the Golden Elixir. Their strength was obviously a level lower than that of the Teng brothers.
"Kill people and seize treasures? It depends on whether you have the strength." There was no murderous intention or evil spirit. Chen Xi looked calm and his voice was indifferent. Faced with the siege of these five Golden Core Realm monks, he looked extremely calm and composed.
"Since you are looking for death, then I will help you!" The disciple of the sect closest to Chen Xi raised his hand and punched out, and a true energy fist seal the size of a millstone came out to press him.
boom!
Chen Xi had a sword with lasing silver light in his hand, and thrust it out at an unparalleled speed. It was like a flash of cold light, thunder blasting into the sky, lightning breaking through the void, tearing apart the True Essence Fist Seal, and piercing the person's throat.
Poof! A splash of hot scarlet blood splashed out, which was extremely poignant and beautiful.
Kill with one sword!
As early as the Five Elements Ruins, Chen Xi single-handedly killed the Teng brothers who were in the middle stage of the Golden Core. At that time, his cultivation level was still around the early stage of Huang Ting. Now, after dual cultivation with Qing Xiuyi and Fan Yunlan, he has
With the help of the wonderful Tianxiang Zui, the body and energy refining are only one step away from advancing to the realm of the golden elixir. The strength has at least doubled, and it is easy to kill a monk who is in the early stage of the golden elixir.
"This is a hand prick, let's all come together!" The other four people were startled and shouted inwardly.
There was a hint of coldness on Chen Xi's lips, the long sword whirled around, and the shadow of the sword broke through the air, stirring like wind and thunder, but he used the Xunzhen Sword Technique in the "Manzang Sword Codex".
Before the sect disciple who attacked from one side could get close, a bloody hole appeared between his eyebrows, and half of his head was cut off.
Killing a sect disciple with one sword, Chen Xi didn't hold back. The long sword swept across the river like thunder and pierced the other person's ribs. With a pop, that person's body was chopped into two pieces.
Blood stained the ground.
"Run! This kid is not an ordinary Huangting Perfection Realm monk. He has actually succeeded in practicing the most difficult thing in the world, the "Wanzang Sword Code"!" The only two remaining disciples of the sect were horrified to see the souls of the dead coming out.
Frightened and angry, they understood that Chen Xi was not someone they could provoke.
But now it's too late to think about running away.
One person escaped too slowly, and his head was exploded by Chen Xi's sword. The other person was already a hundred feet away. Before he could rejoice, he felt a chill on his neck. When he lowered his head, he saw a cold and sharp sword light penetrate his throat, bringing out a trace of coldness.
Gorgeous blood flowers.
In the blink of an eye, five early-stage Jindan monks all died, and the scene was bloody and shocking!
Chen Xi did not leave, nor did he search for the magic weapons stored on these people's corpses. He suddenly turned around and looked behind the stone monument, "Friend, the show is over, it's time to show up!"
Whoosh!
A figure swept out like smoke and landed lightly on the side of the stone monument.
"The strength is pretty good. With the cultivation level of Huang Ting Perfection Realm, you can cross the border and kill five early Golden Core monks. If this matter spreads, it will definitely be a sensation in the world. When you advance to the Golden Core Realm, you can even kill five early Golden Core cultivators."
It will be displayed at the Star Conference in the next year. With your qualifications, it would be a pity if you were killed. I don’t want to embarrass you, but you have to hand over the sword you just got. It belongs to me, Huang Yuhu.
Victory prize, how about it?”
The young man named Huang Yuhu looks young, dressed in rich clothes, with his hands behind his back, and his expression is indifferent, but he carries a strong aura of violence. Judging from the aura alone, his strength should be similar to that of the Teng brothers, but he is stronger than the Teng brothers.
Lin Moxuan, Xiao Ling'er and others are slightly worse.
Chen Xi thought about it briefly and concluded that this person must be a core disciple of the Golden Elixir trained by a powerful force in the Great Chu Dynasty, just like the other young generation of Golden Elixir masters.
"What if I don't fight?" If it was in the past, Chen Xi would not be sure to defeat the opponent, but this time is different from the past. Let alone this Huang Yuhu, even if he meets Qing Xiuyi again, he would dare to fight.
Huang Yuhu smiled softly, but his words were extremely cruel, "If you compare me with those five trashes just now, you will die miserably. I advise you not to provoke me to do it myself."
Buzz!
Chen Xi flicked the sword with his finger, and the long sword chanted, "Within three swords, I will definitely take your head!"
"Haha, it's true. Most of the people who want to die in this world don't know what their capabilities are, and they don't know how high the sky is!" During a burst of laughter, Huang Yuhu stepped on the ground with his toes, causing the ground to collapse and crack, while his people rushed towards Chen Xi in the air. Brush!
While he was still on the way, he already had a snow-white scimitar in his hand. The sharp sword energy spurted out, and the surrounding void was like torn cotton wool, with countless cracks cut out, and the momentum was unparalleled.
"Split the Sky and Cut the Void Sword!" Huang Yuhu shouted violently, and the knife slashed down like a dazzling ray of sunlight tearing through the night sky.
"One sword!" Chen Xi narrowed his eyes slightly, shook his head slightly, and stabbed out with a sword. The sword's power was like mountains stacked on top of each other, and like rushing water, mountains and rivers embracing each other, stagnant and solemn. It is exactly what is said in "Manzang Sword Codex"
"Gendui Kendo".
Gen is a mountain.
Those who exchange it are Zeye.
The mountains and swamps merged into one another, as heavy as mountains and as stagnant as swamps. For a moment, all the surrounding scenes seemed to be stuck in a swamp of mountains and swamps, stuck and delayed. The majestic sword force exuded a wave of stagnation, like dragging all things.
A dull, sticky force.
The figure of Huang Jade Tiger flying through the air suddenly stagnated, and his whole body was like a big insect caught in a spider's web. Even the sword intent in his hand seemed to be dragged down, and his speed was reduced by at least 30%.
"What kind of weird sword intention is this? But if you want to trap me with this, then you are too naive, Fei Waterfall Sword Realm!" Huang Yuhu's eyes condensed, and he continuously circulated his true energy, and the sword force changed like a violent wind and rain.
The same thing, thousands of knives were struck out, and the knives came down like a waterfall across the sky.
Wow!
Chen Xi suddenly entered a situation where thousands of waterfalls were flying down. Those snow-white silk waterfalls were like the Milky Way falling from the sky. Every drop of water contained the tyrannical Taoist intention, which was extremely terrifying.
"Kan Sword Dao!" Chen Xi looked calm and indifferent. He drew his long sword and the force of the sword was majestic. Like the god who commanded all waters, it actually caused the falling speed of the ten thousand swords and waterfalls to become slower and slower!
brush!
When the waterfall was completely still, Chen Xi drew his sword and slashed with one movement, without any sloppiness. Silently, the surrounding waterfalls were cut into two, and Huang Yuhu's "Flying Waterfall Sword Domain" was immediately shattered.
"How is it possible? How could my Fei Waterfall Realm be destroyed by a Huangting realm boy?" Huang Yuhu's expression suddenly changed. At this moment, he suddenly realized that he still underestimated Chen Xi's strength.
Unfortunately, it's too late.
Just as his words were still lingering, a wisp of invisible sword intent, as vast as the clouds of eternity, appeared out of thin air in his throat and cut down.
Manzo Sword: Gan Kendo!
Qianzhe, Tianye, Qianjian Dao is the most ethereal, always blending into the surrounding void. Even if Chen Xi is willing, the void can be transformed into the sword intention in his palm, and he can snipe and kill the enemy without anyone noticing.
puff!
A bloody head flew out of the air, with a hint of shock on his face, as if he couldn't believe that he would really die tragically in the hands of a Huang Tingjing boy within three swords...
Bang!
The snow-white scimitar fell to the ground and made a clear sound, as if it was mourning for its lost owner.
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