There seemed to be only a glint of sword light left between heaven and earth.
A touch.
The sword light that tears apart the heaven and the earth.
…
The Xuanyuan Dynasty was named after "Xuanyuan", which shows the ambition of the people who founded the country.
In fact, the Xuanyuan Dynasty is indeed the strongest among the nine dynasties in the Tianyuan Secret Realm - no matter how history changes, no matter how the world is ups and downs, the Xuanyuan Dynasty has always maintained a relatively transcendent sense of superiority, just because this dynasty occupies
It has the most vast land in the entire Zhongzhou and the richest resources in the entire Tianyuan Secret Realm, so people who were born in the Xuanyuan Dynasty are also the most proud.
But their arrogance does not come from the vast territory and abundant supplies, but from the enlightenment of this dynasty and the many people with high levels of cultivation.
Probably due to the influence of the emperor, many people in the Xuanyuan Dynasty were generous in righteousness. Everyone wore a sword when going out, and they were quite fond of swords.
Although the people in this world have not mastered the cultivation methods of the Xuanjie natal realm, they firmly believe that the sword that intersects with life can better display their strength in the sword. Therefore, almost everyone in the Xuanyuan Dynasty wears a sword, no matter when they go out.
, whether eating, sleeping, bathing, etc., they never leave their bodies with their swords.
There is even a saying like "A man with a sword is his husband\wife".
The most common saying among the monks of the Xuanyuan Dynasty was "the sword is with the man, but the sword dies and the man dies."
Although they don’t know where their cultivation method came from, their move did secretly merge with the path of Zhongjian of Xuanjie sword cultivators, which also led to the fact that the sword cultivators of the Xuanyuan Dynasty were generally stronger than those of other dynasties.
A few minutes ago. Sword cultivators had such a strong future in the Xuanyuan Dynasty, which naturally made more people willing to take the initiative to practice swordsmanship.
But today.
All the sword cultivators felt palpitations and panic.
On the street, people walking in a hurry suddenly stopped.
They felt a panic for no reason, and the cows and horses even let out pitiful howls.
In the wine shop, the faces of the people who were laughing loudly changed greatly.
The strength of the palm holding the cup suddenly lost control, and the sound of breaking cups and dishes occurred one after another.
In the teahouse, people talking loudly were panicked.
Their throats felt as if someone had suddenly pinched them, and they could not make the slightest sound.
They range from high-ranking officials to peddlers and pawns.
Regardless of their status or level of cultivation, everyone is feeling anxious and uneasy at this time.
Especially for those who are more advanced and refined, the fear and surrender they feel will become clearer.
But the problem is that their fear does not originate from themselves.
But...
The sword that comes from the intersection of their lives!
If we say that before this, no matter how they took good care of the sword, they could only feel that the sword was "sharper than before", which was a slightly ignorant feeling. Normally, even if they spoke love to the sword, they would never feel it.
It is impossible to get any response. But now, no matter who it is, as long as they have a sword whose lives are intertwined, they can feel the joy and excitement derived from the sword, as well as the emotion of surrender and fear.
As a result, many monks seemed to have an illusion in a trance, as if their swords really came to life.
But the next moment, many people screamed and cursed in anger.
because.
Their swords flew away.
Countless swords.
or long.
or short.
or wide.
or narrow.
Or heavy.
Or light.
Suddenly, they all unsheathed themselves, and then turned into a sword light and shot through the air.
Some people with quick hands and quick eyes suddenly stretched out their hands to grab the hilt of the sword the moment the sword unsheathed itself and floated into the air, and forcibly seized the flying sword - just kidding, after all, it has been nurtured by my own life for dozens of years.
Years and hundreds of years of carrying swords, how can you just let them fly away? To know whether they are strong or not, to a large extent, they have to rely on the sword that their lives are intertwined with.
So if you let the sword go, isn't it equivalent to cutting off an arm?
But these people soon paid the price for their actions.
A cold light flashed on the sword.
The sword energy burst out instantly.
The sword cultivators holding the hilt of the sword immediately took the attack from the sword energy.
Drenched with blood.
Those sword cultivators who let go of their sword hilts in pain and let their swords fly away were not so miserable.
The worst thing is those stubborn people who still refuse to let go after suffering the pain.
Because the second burst of sword energy was no longer as simple as causing pain to the sword masters, but with the sudden burst of sword energy, the hands of these sword masters were immediately and completely injured. That was the real
The "bloody mess".
Countless sword cultivators looked at the densely packed flying swords rising into the sky with uncertain faces.
No one knows how many flying swords there are.
The only thing they could see was the flying sword rising from the town, speeding away into the distance at a speed they could not understand.
Along the way, new flying swords continued to join this army of flying swords.
At first, the gathering of these flying swords was just a small stream. Then as more and more flying swords merged into the team, the stream turned into tributaries, and the tributaries turned into rivers, and the rivers became
It turned into a sea current, and finally turned into a surging metal torrent.
One way, two ways, three ways...
Countless torrents gathered together and turned into a vast ocean in an instant.
Then, the vast sea erupted with terrifying power and momentum like a tsunami.
There were countless swords cheering, jumping for joy, and responding.
Respond to their king's call.
Responding to that sentence activated the spirituality of all the sword weapons in this secret realm.
There are words in the mysterious world.
This is dianling, which means: to open spiritual wisdom for dead things.
These swords may not know who helped them unlock this spiritual wisdom, but as the king of hundreds of soldiers and known as a "gentleman", the sword knows what it means to "throw a peach and repay a plum".
So they come together just for one sentence.
The sword comes.
…
"Here comes the sword!"
Su Anran shouted angrily.
A flash of light.
It cuts quickly from east to west.
The swords of Su Anran and Mrs. Little Tu merged into one, and they were indistinguishable from each other, as if they had completely turned into a spiritual light.
A spiritual light with the power of the laws of heaven and earth.
The vast sky was suddenly filled with endless sword energy.
It was as if the sky had completely turned into a barrier of sword energy.
"Here comes the sword."
The little butcher also recited silently in his heart.
She tried her best to cooperate with Su Anran, as if she wanted to completely burn her life, desperately exuding her own aura, will, style, and eternal silence, quietly exuding, and then blending into this completely
The sky formed by condensed sword energy.
At this moment, under this sky, there is only one will left.
The will of the sword.
Shangguan Xin raised his head.
Song Nana raised her head.
Wei Ying raised her head.
Chi Qi raised his head.
Qingyu raised her head.
Luo Xiaomi also raised his head.
Each of them may have different feelings and understandings at this moment, but one thing remains unchanged, that is, they all feel that a huge will suddenly awakens in this world at this moment.
"It" opened its eyes.
Then he looked at the Soul-Splitting Mountain Spider.
The sky became dim.
It seems that everyone is witnessing the moment from sunrise to sunset in just a blink of an eye.
Gu Zhen
The sword energy was so strong that it completely turned into substance, covering a thousand miles in radius.
A flash of light, suddenly bright.
Like the rising sun in the east.
But everyone present knew that it was not warm sunshine.
But a deadly cold light.
The sword light is blazing.
The sword spirit is revealed.
The combined sword light of Su Anran and Little Butcher Lady finally approached the Soul-Splitting Demonic Mountain Spider.
The overflowing energy merged into Sen Leng's sword energy.
Then.
The compound eyes of the Soul-Splitting Demonic Mountain Spider suddenly burst completely one by one.
The pain was so great that it couldn't help but want to wail and roar.
But the huge fireball at the beginning almost cooked its teeth and destroyed its vocal cords.
Therefore, the Soul-Splitting Demonic Mountain Spider just opened its mouth, but no sound came out.
The sword light sank into the mouth of the Soul-Splitting Demonic Mountain Spider.
The next moment.
Endless points of light lit up in the dim sky, like bright stars dotting the night sky.
"puff--"
There was a slight sound.
Mixed with the sound of cracking carapace.
The sword light burst out of the body of the Soul-Splitting Demonic Mountain Spider.
Not even a second before or after.
Endless sword energy burst out from the body of the Soul-Splitting Demonic Mountain Spider.
Everyone can feel the bursts of sound erupting in the body of the Soul-Splitting Demonic Mountain Spider at this time, but it seems that there is some special and powerful force that completely fixes the Soul-Splitting Demonic Mountain Spider in mid-air, even if it encounters such a
The strong attack severely damaged it, but it couldn't even move a foot, let alone struggle.
And almost at the same time, the stars that lit up in the sky finally revealed their ferocity.
One handle, ten handles.
Hundred handles, thousand handles.
Thousands of handles.
Almost every shining star is a sword, and at this time, these endless swords have crossed the endless journey and appeared here in some way that people cannot know and understand.
above the sky, and then like meteorites falling to the ground, they fell from the sky one after another, stabbing straight towards the Soul-Splitting Demonic Mountain Spider.
In the past, with the material of these swords, let alone piercing the body of the Soul-Splitting Mountain Spider, even wanting to leave a white mark on it would have been wishful thinking.
But at this moment, these swords seemed to have turned into magic weapons.
As long as it touches the body of the Soul-Splitting Devil Mountain Spider, the whole thing will inevitably be submerged into it.
They vary in length and severity, and the wounds they cause are naturally different.
Or tear, or burst, or crack, or shatter.
To name a few.
Almost in an instant, the entire body of the Soul-Splitting Demonic Mountain Spider had been torn apart by the endless swords. The dense wounds made the Soul-Splitting Demonic Mountain Spider become more ferocious and terrifying.
This heavy-injury stance was enough to tear the Soul-Splitting Demonic Mountain Spider into pieces.
But that special force that still existed in the dark kept the body of the Soul-Splitting Demon Mountain Spider from being broken into pieces. Instead, it was forcibly pieced together like a "broken thread". Naturally, the pain involved can be imagined.
But what is really terrifying is that the swords that fell into the body of the Soul-Splitting Demonic Mountain Spider did not break out of the body. Instead, they seemed to be accumulated and stored in the Soul-Splitting Demonic Mountain Spider's body.
Those are tens of millions of swords, and even with the huge size of the Soul-Splitting Demonic Mountain Spider, they cannot be accommodated at all.
But the fact is that after these swords fell into the body of the Soul-Splitting Mountain Spider, they seemed to have disappeared and melted, completely disappearing.
"I have a sword."
Some kind of indescribable shocking sound resounded between heaven and earth.
Su Anran was hovering in front of the Soul-Splitting Demonic Mountain Spider.
In his right hand he held the little butcher in the form of a flying sword.
Then Su Anran slowly raised his right hand and pointed the blade at the Soul-Splitting Demonic Mountain Spider.
The laws of heaven and earth.
Sensation from the mysterious heaven.
Everything has been told to Su Anran, allowing him to fully understand what he is going to do next.
"Cut the shackles."
Raise the sword.
Swing down.
The sword light shot through the air.
The sword energy surged out like an overwhelming force.
Facing this sword energy, the Soul-Splitting Demonic Mountain Spider was completely unable to scream, and could not see clearly because all its compound eyes were blown out. However, the huge feeling of panic in its heart still made it subconsciously try its best.
Struggle. But this kind of struggle is just a conscious illusion of the Soul-Splitting Demonic Mountain Spider, because in fact it cannot move at all, it is just fixed in mid-air, allowing the violent sword energy to flow from its body.
surge through.
Then.
This time.
The Soul-Splitting Demonic Mountain Spider finally turned into fine minced meat, and then the minced meat turned into dust.
The world is clear and clear.
All traces of the existence of the Soul-Splitting Demonic Mountain Spider were finally completely erased at this moment.
Su Anran felt her heart suddenly relax.
It seemed as if all the shackles that bound him had been released at this moment.
He could clearly feel that his body had become lighter, and all the dust in his mind had been wiped away, becoming clean and translucent. Even his body and limbs were filled with a powerful sense of power.
Countless strings broke and broke, one after another.
Su Anran knew that it was the many causes and effects that had been imposed on him before.
Without these causes and effects, it becomes immeasurable and unpredictable.
In the sea of suffering, nothing can stop him.
But at this moment, Su Anran felt a spiritual feeling arise in her heart.
He knew that this was the last thing he had to do.
It is used to make up for all the original sins of murder caused by the Soul-Splitting Mountain Spider in this world.
"I have a wish..."
Su Anran spoke slowly.
…
Xuanyuan Dynasty.
Countless people looked up blankly at the sky.
They didn't know what happened, but they knew that the sword they had cherished all their lives was gone.
This was a huge loss of combat power for the Xuanyuan Dynasty. After all, the Xuanyuan Dynasty had too many swordsmen.
But what can they do?
Blame God?
Their swords rose into the sky on their own, and then transformed into a scene that they would never see in this life, and perhaps in the next life.
The flying sword is like a torrent.
"I have a wish."
But just at this moment.
A voice of vicissitudes of life suddenly sounded in everyone's mind.
"Qiang——"
The sound of swords being drawn out of their scabbards came and went one after another.
Countless flying swords fell like a torrential rain.
But these flying swords did not hurt anyone, but fell in front of them, the sword masters.
Each sword exudes a luster that these sword masters have never seen before.
It's as if, after all the dust has been washed away, you can finally see the true nature of the sky.
"May the swordsmanship in this world prosper from now on."
