There are many strange peaks and steep ridges. From a distance, it can be cut with knives and axes, while up close, there are layers of rocks.
Gu Cheng drove lightly, with only two people and two animals behind him.
Shi Zhixuan, Fan Qinghui.
Phoenix, black turtle.
The black turtle surrenders, and those who follow the rules must be controlled by rules. At this point, the only thing missing among the four spiritual beasts is the true dragon.
But a depressing atmosphere also fell heavily on everyone's heart. The more powerful the person, the clearer the sense of crisis.
Yuanzu Heavenly Demon is about to escape from the trap.
"To be able to manage Southern Xinjiang to this point in twenty years, Song Que indeed has the talent to govern the world!"
Gu Cheng was very indifferent, as if he was really on a private visit incognito, climbing to the top and overlooking all directions.
I saw hundreds of villages looming among the forest-covered mountains within a radius of dozens of miles. The gates of each village were connected by winding stone paths, and the terraces were stacked on top of each other with sparkling water.
In autumn and winter, the forest leaves are turning golden, and surrounded by mountains and rivers, it feels like being isolated from the world and not knowing what the world is like.
But this is by no means a paradise. On the contrary, within the peace, war looms.
The environment in southern Xinjiang is harsh and there are many miasma and poisonous insects. Those who can survive here have to fight against the sky and the earth and hone their skills in the school of nature.
After looking for a while, Gu Cheng's eyes moved vaguely, and he walked down the mountain without any movement, heading towards the largest village.
This village is surrounded by mountains and rivers. A river flows from the northwest and meanders through the village. The long houses are gathered together to form a village and are scattered on both sides of the river bank. They use wooden pillars as the foundation to support the roofs, which actually coincides with the Five Elements and Bagua.
Quiet and wonderful.
At this time, a group of women were sitting around the entrance of the village, chatting about embroidery. When they heard the barking of dogs, they immediately became wary, took their weapons, and surrounded them from all sides. After seeing Fan Qinghui, they showed relief and joy and saluted one after another.
Women are like this, and men who go out hunting are even more worthy of expectation. At critical moments, it is enough for the whole people to become soldiers.
However, Gu Cheng's eyes fell on the weapons hanging outside each room. Most of them were long swords with thick backs, followed by thin willow-leaf knives. The rarest one was a wooden sword, which looked like it was whittled by an adult in just a few strokes.
, a toy for children to play with at will.
But when the wooden sword fell into the eyes of Shi Zhixuan and Fan Qinghui, they showed solemnity and envy. Even Phoenix and Black Turtle looked at it with astonishment.
Because every edge, angle, and arc of these wooden knives interprets the way of heaven and earth.
If it is a divine weapon or a demonic weapon, it is not surprising. It can leave traces of the great path on ordinary wood. This is such a wonderful control that even the gods of the past could rarely achieve.
Hundreds of thousands of knives were hanging, and the breeze blew by, and the slight sound of knives seemed to be heard in the wind. Gu Cheng closed his eyes slightly and said softly: "The realm of heavenly knives is worthy of its name."
"Twenty years later, I finally meet Your Majesty. Can you fulfill the unfulfilled wish of the past?"
A middle-aged man with slightly gray temples walked out of the house.
His right arm was empty. He did not look for a panacea like Lin Xuanqing did. He just let his sleeves flutter in the wind and looked calmly with a wooden knife hanging on his waist.
"good!"
Gu Cheng's eyes were filled with joy at seeing the hunter.
After being promoted to the realm of gods and demons, besides the divine beasts and demons, how many people in this world are worthy of his personal action?
The son of Xuan Gui, Wu Ming of Heavenly Sword, and the perfect match of wind and cloud. In addition to these few, there is now one more Song Que.
Heavenly Sword! Song Que!
Hooray!
The crowd dispersed, leaving an open space in the center of the village.
It seems to be quite wide, but for gods and demon-level beings who can easily overturn mountains and seas, this place cannot be used at all.
But neither Gu Cheng nor Song Que paid attention. They were ten feet apart. Gu Cheng raised his hand, Emperor Hate appeared, and Song Que pulled out the wooden knife from his waist and tapped it lightly.
Zheng!
It was obviously a wooden sword, but there was a strange sound of the sword, like the sonorous sound of fairy music. The villagers subconsciously looked up at the sky, as if there were real immortals from the legend, riding the wind in the clouds.
The eyes of Shi Zhixuan and others turned to their surroundings.
The breeze caressed the leaves, making knife marks, the flowing water crossed the river bed, smoothing the stone edges, and the fallen leaves floated over the rocks, splashing sparks.
In the clouds, in the breeze, in the mountains and rocks, and in the grass and trees, the metallic sound of the friction of swords echoed faintly everywhere, as if the entire world had turned into a world of swords.
This is the Eight Heavenly Sword Techniques!
Emperor Gu Cheng's hatred turned and the fire spread.
call!
It is no longer as arrogant and arrogant as the original emperor's resentful soul, and everyone dies whether he obeys or rebels. Instead, it seems like nothingness, passing through everyone's body, and spreading out far and wide.
The sound of the sword ceased.
The world of swords was about to collapse before it took shape. Song Que turned his wooden sword and suddenly a cloud of Xiaoxiang water appeared.
The clouds and mist are lingering, the water, light, clouds and shadows are endlessly flowing, and the mood is endless. Under the beautiful nature, the killing sword energy quickly condenses.
Emperor Gu Cheng's hatred turned again. The two faced off in the air, and the swords were entangled.
Everyone was dazzled by what they saw. It was obviously just two people and two knives, but it felt inexplicably like two armies fighting, endless fighting, and a grand feeling of fighting each other.
"The sword energy is spiritual and evolves on its own?"
Shi Zhixuan exclaimed.
At this moment, he finally knew that Song Que was already ahead in the martial arts.
Song Que's sword energy is like an intelligent life that automatically evolves to fight and multiply.
He and Gu Cheng haven't moved their feet yet, but they have exchanged hundreds of moves.
Because there are tens of thousands of sword lights, it seems that there are tens of thousands of masters competing against each other, dismantling each other, innovating with the old, and evolving endless changes.
Such a method was not only miraculous, it was even unimaginable before the war.
So, a thin line separates the sky and divides the sky and the earth. It is located exactly in the center of the five feet and is impartial.
"Extremely pure! Ultimate in the art of swordsmanship!"
How could the onlookers' understanding be as good as Gu Cheng's? Seeing a different scene, he gained many insights into the emperor's magical power and even his own great path.
People from outside the world such as Shi Zhixuan, Fan Qinghui, Lin Qingxuan, etc. came to this world and practiced and understood Gao Wu's techniques. Stones from other mountains can attack jade.
Song Que was the only one who did not learn any skills in this world. Instead, he understood the world and entered the realm of swordsmanship.
Heavenly Sword and Heavenly Sword are at the same level, but Song Que's fighting spirit is far beyond recognition.
If it weren't for the divine power of Nuwa within the Three Stars of Salvation, which could achieve all kinds of incredible miracles, the Heavenly Sword Song Que at this time would be even more powerful than the Heavenly Sword Wuming.
Therefore, it seems to be limited to ten feet, but in fact the sky is vast, the battlefield is boundless, and the battle in the void continues.
Gu Cheng and Song Que were fighting each other from a distance, and neither of them could push the other down, as if this battle would last until the end of the world.
But in the end, the sword energy that filled the sky subsided, and the wooden sword in Song Que's hand finally couldn't withstand the impact and fell apart.
But it was at this moment that a shocking look suddenly appeared in his eyes, and from the broken wooden knife, an invisible blade that seemed to be able to open up the world and shatter the void was slashed out.
Boom!
The sword moves dexterously, the sword is heavy and fierce, and the clumsiness returns to its original state. One sword is enough!
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