Ten thousand swords condense into one sword, and one sword becomes ten thousand swords!
In front of Master Tu Sun, all the sword light condensed into a long cyan sword, the sword body was covered with dense cloud patterns, and the sword edge flashed with a cold light.
The sword was solidified, and the five soaring demonic clouds were already shaking.
"Master Tu Sun, you are crazy!"
"You have ruined the sword baby that you have condensed for thousands of years. Do you really want to die?"
"Master Tu Sun, if I don't die today, I will break through the gate of your Taiyi Sword Sect!"
There were roars and angry shouts, some of which were frightened and angry, but also timid.
Master Tu Sun laughed loudly, and the sword's light did not diminish at all. He led Han Muye's sword above his head and stabbed out with a bang.
This sword has Master Tu Sun’s thousands of years of practice, Han Muye’s spirit as the sword, and countless practitioners below carrying swords with them.
This sword condenses the swordsman's sword heart.
When the sword comes out, the sky and the earth shake, the sky light flows, and the clouds within thousands of miles are like fighting.
Every time the sword light of the long sword advanced, the five demonic clouds collapsed.
At this time, the five great demons in the heavenly realm were unable to avoid or escape. They gathered all their strength, formed a snare, and tried their best to resist Master Tu Sun's sword.
Defeat five great demons in the heavenly realm with one sword.
Below, all the practitioners clenched their fists.
This sword condenses the general trend of human sword cultivation in Western Xinjiang!
The bet is on the luck of the human race in Western Xinjiang!
"boom--"
The sword light collided with the snare without any hindrance, directly breaking through the demonic energy and hitting the first demonic cloud.
The demonic cloud shattered in response.
The great demon in the heavenly realm dies!
The sword edge advanced again, and the second demonic cloud took on the appearance of a giant cyan wolf. It fled in a panic, and was eventually killed in two parts with one sword strike.
Kill again, the great demon in the heavenly realm, die!
The long sword still kept moving, its blade with a dazzling edge, piercing the third demon cloud.
Ancestor Yu Fan, who transformed into a water dragon, looked desperate. He moved and a red, foot-long koi fish flew out from the top of the faucet.
Get rid of the demon body, and the demon baby escapes.
The long sword pierced the body of the water dragon demon, and with a flick of the sword's light, it caught up with Ancestor Yu Fan's demon baby. With a slight twist, the demon baby collapsed into pieces.
One sword cuts through the three realms!
Who dares to face such power?
The two demonic clouds behind them no longer had any fighting spirit, so they turned around and ran away.
"You two fellow Taoists, how can you leave easily without testing the edge of my Xijiang Sword Cultivator?" Master Tu Sun's voice sounded, and he drew his long sword and stabbed forward.
The two demonic clouds fled in panic, showing no trace of heavenly grace.
What about heaven?
How much more fearlessness can there be in the face of life and death?
Standing behind Master Tu Sun, the pale-faced Han Muye looked at the fleeing demon with an indescribable understanding in his heart.
No matter if you have been practicing for thousands of years and have not seen through life and death, you are still a mortal.
Mortals should have their own way of practice.
Fight where you should, and let go when you should.
Since he is not a god, he should be contaminated by the mortal world.
"Fellow Daoist Tu, let me go, I will never come to Western Xinjiang again——"
There was an urgent cry from within a demonic cloud.
Master Tu Sun's long sword turned and stabbed at another demonic cloud.
"Master Tu Sun, if you kill me, my ancestor will kill you if he comes in person -"
Before the Yaoyunzhong finished his words, he was already broken open by the long sword and stabbed directly through him.
At this point, the sword stopped.
The big demon who luckily escaped with his life did not dare to stop at all. He held the demon cloud and flew away.
If you don't leave, will your life be too long?
One sword cuts through the four realms!
The light of the sword shines through thousands of miles away, killing the sky like a dog.
This is how swordsmanship should be in the world!
The moment the sword light stopped, Han Muye felt happy in his heart and wanted to look up to the sky and scream.
Isn’t the purpose of practicing swordsmanship just for this sword-slaying realm?
Looking at Master Tu Sun in front of him, Han Muye firmly believed that one day, he could do the same and the heavenly realm could be destroyed with a wave of his hand.
"Bang——"
Master Tu Sun was shocked. He raised his hand and made a move. The giant sword shattered and countless swords fell back.
When these swords flew out, the sword light was dim.
Flying back at this time, every sword has a spiritual light shining.
The bodies and bloodline demon infants of four heavenly realm demons were sacrificed and refined, and the quality of these swords was improved by at least 10%.
As long as it is warmed and nurtured, even a poor mortal weapon can be developed into a spiritual weapon.
"My sword has become a semi-spiritual weapon!"
Someone held the sword in his hand and exclaimed.
There is a difference between the spirit and the non-spirit, the difference between immortals and mortals.
Zhao Youzhi held the broken sword in his hand and suppressed all his emotions in his heart.
The moment he took back the broken sword, he felt that his sword was alive!
Next to Huang Laoliu, Gao Xiaoxuan was holding the sleepy little white fox. Huang Laoliu reached out and touched his head. Gao Xiaoxuan muttered and transformed into a long sword again.
The demon clan was completely defeated in the heavenly realm, four died and one fled. The remaining demon clan were no longer able to support themselves, so they all turned around and fled.
Master Tu Sun can kill the Heaven Realm, so naturally he can kill them too.
Above the sky, Master Tu Sun turned his head, looked at the pale Han Muye, and chuckled: "Boy, what do you think of my sword?"
When you learn swordsmanship, you are Master Han, and after you learn swordsmanship, you are a boy.
Han Muye nodded.
It took two hundred years for Mo Yuan's Ten Thousand Swords to return to the sect. Watching the three elders of the Sword Pavilion draw their swords, they felt this.
Han Muye's Ten Thousand Swords Guizong was formed by sitting in the sword pavilion, relying on his full level understanding and observing thousands of sword skills.
Only Master Tu Sun's Ten Thousand Swords Returning Sect was created by spending thousands of years and condensing a lifetime of swordsmanship practice.
Thousands of swords return to the sect, but they return together by different routes.
Seeing Han Muye nodding, Master Tu Sun showed a smile on his face.
"How to divide it?"
Han Muye suddenly spoke up.
His words made Master Tu Sun stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter.
"Sanqi, no more."
Master Tu Sun rolled up his sleeves, and the skeletons and corpses of the great demons scattered in the clouds of demonic energy were collected.
The demon bones of the great demon in the heavenly realm may also have other treasures. This is a huge fortune!
Looking down at the Xijiang sword cultivators below who were cheering for their increased spirituality due to the sword ritual, Han Muye sighed inwardly.
It's the same everywhere.
The real strong ones eat meat, others drink soup.
In this battle, even if the people below could eat all the monsters and kill all the monsters, it would still not be as good as Master Tu Sun and his 30% gain.
The resources in the spiritual world are always stacked at the top.
"Boy, you should go back and recuperate. The loss of your soul is too great. Don't damage your foundation." Master Tu Sun looked at Han Muye and spoke in a low voice.
After exploding three immortal purple jade pills, Han Muye's soul was almost drained.
He said ten breaths. If Sun Shizhen had used the long sword for ten breaths, Han Muye would have fallen into the dust by now.
This kind of soul consumption is simply too terrifying.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Han Muye nodded and said: "Senior, you should also retreat and cultivate yourself. Use the sword infant to fight. The wear and tear should not be played with."
The power of the sword baby cannot be easily moved, and the vibrating sword may damage the vitality.
This battle Master Tu Sun won was also difficult and dangerous, and he really risked his life.
Master Tu Sun grinned, then raised his hand and handed a sword to Han Muye.
This is the sword carried by the great demon in the heavenly realm who was finally beheaded. The sword has many demon patterns on it.
This sword is not at the level of a magic weapon, but it already has a spirit in it. It is a top-grade spiritual weapon.
Does this count as paying yourself interest?
Han Muye took the sword with a smile and held the hilt in his hand.
A sword energy rushed directly into the sword body, and the sword vibrated.
"You can't wait to refine it?" Master Tu Sun grinned and shook his head slightly.
Han Muye ignored him.
He did not want to refine the sword, but wanted to use the long sword to see what the Southern Wilderness Monster Clan had planned.
A great demon in the heavenly realm must know a lot.
The sword energy entered the sword body, and pictures appeared in Han Muye's mind.
Sword refining, sacrificial refining, the great demon of the Clouded Leopard Clan named Feng Che refined the long sword.
The Clouded Leopard Tribe is considered a powerful race in the Southern Wilderness and runs rampant.
The Zhongzhou army came.
The Xuanyang Guards in black armor and the Red Flame Army in red armor.
The army is overwhelming, and the demon clan is unstoppable.
The owner of this sword can escape quickly.
He came to Western Xinjiang because he did not dare to fight the Zhongzhou army again.
"You go to Western Xinjiang first, and we will pick out a few Nascent Soul third level cultivators and we will arrive later."
"This time, we must take over the Western Border and give all the Southern Wilderness monsters a space to migrate."
The big demon who spoke was tall and his eyes were shining brightly.
"boom--"
The light seemed to shine through and hit Han Muye's mind.
The three great demons of Nascent Soul are coming!
Han Muye's expression changed, and just as he was about to tell Master Tu Sun, there was already a roar in the sky in the distance.
That sound made the heaven and earth shake.
"Master Tu Sun, you shouldn't kill me, Feng Che, of the Cloud Leopard Clan."
The voice sounded thousands of miles away, and the demonic figure was already in front of him.
A long gray claw struck Master Tu Sun head-on!
Master Tu Sun raised his hand, the sword light all over his body gathered into a line, and the sword edge pierced directly.
"boom--"
The sword light exploded, and Master Tu Sun and Han Muye behind him were knocked back a hundred feet, and a figure in black robes landed where Master Tu Sun was standing.
"Fenghanxiao? Are you not dead yet?"
Master Tu Sun looked solemnly at the old man opposite.
The old man's face was gloomy, and his cold eyes were fixed on Master Tu Sun: "I said back then that when you condensed the sword infant, your cultivation speed was much slower than that of your peers."
"How about we see today? I have reached the third level of Nascent Soul, but you are still stuck at the second level."
There was a surging demonic light rising from the old man's body, and the immeasurable pressure made everyone within a hundred miles unable to lift their heads.
The power of one person can overwhelm hundreds of miles, and the power of the three major monks of the Heaven Realm Nascent Soul is so terrifying!
Master Tu Sun's face was solemn, and the small cyan sword that had already been restrained rose from the top of his head, spreading a cool halo.
The sword light enveloped him, breaking through the pressure of the three great demons of the Nascent Soul on the opposite side, and Han Muye, who was stiff all over, breathed a sigh of relief.
This is the horror of heaven.
Even if you don't take action, it can make it difficult to move under the heaven.
In front of such a strong man, it may be difficult to even find a chance to take action.
"Feng Hanxiao, even if your cultivation level is one level higher than mine, I am confident that I can escape from your hands."
Master Tu Sun stared at the old man in front of him and said coldly: "As long as you can't stay today, I will go to the southern wilderness and kill all your people one by one with my sword."
"You know I can do it."
ruthless.
At this time, Master Tu Sun was either the gentle old man who was among the casual cultivators, nor the all-powerful number one sword cultivator, but just a mortal with a sword in his hand and a vicious heart.
an eye for an eye.
play hard.
Only such people are truly suitable for spiritual practice.
Han Muye felt that Master Tu Sun deserved to become the number one swordsman in Western Xinjiang.
Opposite him, the great demon Feng Hanxiao in the Heaven Realm had a gloomy look on his face. His eyes were fixed on Master Tu Sun, and his aura was constantly gathering.
The sword light slowly gathered around Master Tu Sun.
Feng Hanxiao is the third level Yuanying, the strongest person in Western Xinjiang, the Great Elder of Lingdao Sect, Wanhua Zhenren, is also the third level Yuanying.
Facing the wind and howling wind, Master Tu Sun needs to go all out.
"Master Tu Sun, do you think I will not be prepared if I come here to kill you?"
At this moment, Feng Hanxiao suddenly made a sound.