Blue Sky Sword

Mo Yuantu watched his hand cut off the sword, and he didn't even care about the severe pain on his body.

Eyeballs almost fell out!

Snow blowing sword.

Definitely not the number one magic weapon in the world, this is undeniable.

However, Chuixuejian has fought against any magic weapon in this world!

This sword has been passed down for thousands of years!

Once in the hands of the ancestors of the nine-color supreme cultivation level, they have never been damaged in the slightest against opponents and divine soldiers of the same level!

Its sharpness, the soul of the sword, and the spirituality of a hundred battles, or, it is not as good as other higher-level magic weapons.

But its sturdiness is definitely second to none!

Therefore, after a certain Supreme Mountain ancestor destroyed the opponent's weapon with the blowing snow sword, and thus defeated a great enemy, the great enemy was seriously injured and once said something through gritted teeth: "It's just because of the strength of the magic weapon, Just let the villain get his way. If you are cultivating martial arts, how can you beat me?"

This is nothing but a loser who blames the divine soldier for the reason of the defeat.

A very ordinary sentence.

But at that time, after the great victory, the ancestor of Supreme Mountain was very happy, and he said triumphantly: "The power of the gods is the combat power. The snow blowing sword is unparalleled in the world, and naturally this victory should be achieved."

Well, if you say it's because of the sword, just because of the sword, I won't argue with you.

You are right.

But you still lost.

And the sword is still in my hand, what can you do?

The enemy was still unconvinced, so he said a few words: "Supreme Blowing Snow, although it is sharp, but it hurts people forever. There is no weapon in the world that is better than the Supreme Blowing Snow Sword. One day, let you It's the same as the old man."

Well, you bullied me with weapons today, and one day you will be bullied like that by others!

Now it seems that after the defeat, this man had nowhere to vent, and he sighed.

But the ancestor of the Supreme Mountain said: "The Supreme Blowing Snow is unparalleled in the world. What is the Supreme? It is unparalleled and unparalleled!"

The other party was chasing after him: "Joke, how can there be an invincible soldier in the world?"

The ancestor said indifferently: "Now you have seen it, and you have been defeated by this soldier."

"Supreme Blowing Snow, there will always be a day to break the sword!"

I can't beat you, I curse you.

The ancestor of the Supreme Mountain said a word, and said leisurely: "Chuixue Jianzhe, the Supreme Mountain falls!"

As soon as these words came out, the opponent snorted angrily and walked away with an injury.

Because at that time, the prosperity of the Supreme Mountain had reached the extreme. The Supreme Nine Peaks, which shook the world, even had a tendency to threaten the status of the two palaces.

The luck of the Supreme Mountain is flourishing.

Anyone can see that the Supreme Mountain will not fall, at least, within a few thousand years.

So this opponent feels that it is meaningless to continue to curse and curse. After all, he has already lost, can he save face with a few words?

That is impossible.

So hate it and leave.

But the ancestor of the Supreme Mountain, after returning to the Supreme Mountain, was reprimanded by the elders of the sect.

Said, shouldn't say this sentence, how can the rise and fall of a huge sect's luck be carried by a sword?

So he was ordered to close down and stop his feet.

But in the next hundred years, this ancestor's cultivation base is diligent, and his talent is amazing. He defeated other competitors in the sect and became the co-head of the Supreme Nine Peaks!

And Chuixuejian accompanied the head all the way to the top. I don't know how many powerful enemies have been defeated!

On the day of the summit, blowing the snow sword and making the dragon's roar, the sword qi travels around the mountain, and it is also very contented.

This ancestor saw that his sword matching was full of spirituality, and he was extremely happy in his heart.

When I think of the fact that I was confined to retreat because of a joke back then, there is also a kind of "Today, when I am at a high place, I will know that one of my words will follow!" ' Such utter arrogance.

For a time, stratus clouds swayed on the chest, and the female became the bird.

Suddenly I felt a glimpse of the mountains.

So he laughed, holding the Chuixue Sword in his hand, and said, "The Supreme Being has become a crossing of clouds, how can the world dare to be Chuixue? The snow blowing sword is broken, and the Supreme Mountain falls. Who dares?!"

This is a story.

Later, as the ancestors passed away one by one, Chuixuejian and other immortal gods have also become symbols of the spirit in the sect.

It has always been enshrined in the ancestral hall.

For later generations to worship the majestic and heroic style of the ancestors who swept the world with one sword.

At that time, this ancestor was born in the supreme fifth peak; later he became the head of the sect, and then after the death of the immortal, the remains were placed in the ancestral tomb, and the five peaks were used to support the clothing and crown; and this snow blowing sword has since then become the five peaks. The treasure of Zhenfeng!

"But there is a big enemy, please blow the snow to cut it!"

As the eldest son of the current Wufeng Peak Master, Mo Yuantu's identity is naturally important. This time out of the mountain, to avenge his son, he invited out the snow blowing sword.

Everyone has no objection.

After all, the snow blowing sword is already a symbol, and it is impossible to fight for a long time.

However, a soldier with a spirit cannot fail to stand up to battle, and cannot be covered in dust for a long time. He must drink the blood of the enemy after a period of time, thinking that the long sword will protect it.

This is not so uncommon.

Besides, the peak master's eldest son should use it for one use, who would dare to say no?

But never imagined.

Mo Yuantu brought Feixue Sword out this time, and was tortured all the way.

First he was blocked and robbed, and then he traveled long distances. Yuezhou was rejected, the capital was driven out, and then he returned to Yuezhou, where his wife died tragically. After chasing the enemy for thousands of miles, he found nothing.

After finally returning to Yuezhou, he actually encountered a battle of the world.

After learning the gentle news again, I came back to this Chu land, and when I finally met the true master, I was defeated in one battle!

There is no room for thought!

Mo Yuantu was immediately stupid.

"Blowing snow!"

At this time, the first thing he remembered was the allusion to the blowing snow sword.

Blowing the snow sword, the supreme mountain falls!

To put it bluntly, if the snow blowing sword is not broken, anyone will take this sentence as a joke.

This is the supreme mountain, the top sect that has survived countless dynasties and still stands tall!

The strong heritage of Supreme Mountain is recognized by the world. To put it an exaggeration, even if the two palaces ranked above the Supreme Mountain are enemies of life and death, the Supreme Mountain will persist for decades or even hundreds of years, and it is absolutely certain!

Even if the Supreme Mountain is eventually destroyed, it will never be the kind of destruction that is driven out and killed!

But now, the Fubuki Sword is broken!

Mo Yuantu felt that the sky was falling!

This blow even surpassed the shock of his wife and son being killed.

"Sword Ancestor?"

Mo Yuantu looked at Broken Sword and called out softly, with a strong hope.

Chuxue Sword is different from other swords, Chuxue is really spiritual.

Although it's arrogant... but if you call it in the past, there will be a response.

Especially when he brought Chuixuejian out to walk the rivers and lakes, that was also the time when Chuixuejian was happiest, and he was even more excited to summon him. Although he was very reserved, he would come out and talk for a while.

But now, Mo Yuantu has called more than a hundred times.

Fuxuejian did not respond at all.

The spiritual light on the sword disappeared without a trace.

The whole sword is like a piece of scrap iron.

Only at the break, there is a shimmer of metal particles.

"Jianzu? Lord Jianzu! Lord Jianzu..."

Mo Yuantu held the broken sword, from the incredible shock to the complete panic, the hatred and anger just now had long since disappeared.

All that's left is panic.

What about my arrogant Sword Master?

Where is the Sword Ancestor, who was invincible to me just now?

...

Feng Ying carried the wind print on his back, and in a panic, he got into a tree hole all the way.

This is the first time Fengying has seen Fengyin suffer such a serious injury!

The little guy was completely panicked.

With the wind print on his back, he immediately started looking for help.

Anger, revenge, are things to come. But now, first find a safe place to put the windmark down to heal.

Although Feng Ying is flustered, the priorities are very clear: No matter what, in her heart, it is not as important as Feng Ying's safety!

Even if it is delayed for a few minutes, all living beings in the world can die.

But Fengying will waste these few minutes without hesitation for Fengying!

So the little guy immediately found the closest, enlightened big tree. With a meow, the big tree opened the door, let them in, and closed it immediately.

The windmark was not lightly injured.

He was like Mo Yuantu in his heyday, fighting with all his might.

Although Mo Yuantu's blowing snow sword was broken, neutralizing part of the power, the remaining power was still not something that Feng Yin could resist now.

Mo Yuantu is the first grade of the earth level, only one step away, it is the heaven level.

And Fengyin is now the pinnacle of the sixth grade of the earth level, even if the power of the Spiritual Transformation Scripture is special, the actual combat power can make the windy seal have the energy of the fourth grade of the earth level, coupled with the ingeniousness of traversing the sky, it can further improve the windyin To the third grade of the earth... However, there is still a long distance from Mo Yuantu.

As for the energy of the knife, it was already included in the moment when it cut off the snow blowing sword.

The wrist and elbow were dislocated together, which was just a small problem. The key was the frenzy-like force that hit the chest. Although it was only an invisible force, it also broke two ribs.

The internal organs were severely shaken.

There were sticky bloodshots flowing out from the corners of the mouth.

After entering the tree hole space, Feng Yin barely supported the last line of Qingming, and started the operation of the Spiritual Transformation Scripture.

This time, he chose to resist himself instead of letting Feng Ying take action.

Because of Fengyin's feeling, this is not the time when the trump card is dispatched. The combat power of the little guy has been spread out, that is, the combat power of Sanwei.

And now it's Nanao's strength.

Dealing with a small Mo Yuantu is not worth exposing, although he will be injured because of it, but for the long-term plan, Feng Yin feels that it is completely worthwhile.

Seeing Feng Yin closing her eyes to heal her wounds, Feng Ying watched worriedly for a while, then suddenly opened her mouth and spit out an oval bright bead, emitting a dense light.

The little paw held the bead and rolled in circles on the windmark wound.

Every time he rolled around, there was a cool force that gently blended into the windmark's body, reducing his injuries.

The Spiritual Transformation Sutra also came into play.

When the pain in the chest and abdomen that could make him coma was relieved, Feng Yin opened his eyes instead, put his dislocated wrist on himself, and then endured the pain and pressed his palm against the tree.

Press your whole body up and turn. Left hand gently hold.

Click.

The dislocated elbow, in a burst of pain, returned to its original position.

Painful, but bearable.

Immediately, he began to run the Spirit Transformation Sutra and began to recover; after such a time, the cartilage must have been slightly damaged. If it is not treated in time, it is very easy to leave sequelae at this time.

As a traveler, Fengyin is still very clear about this. Because in this life, cultivating martial arts, under the action of spiritual power, the wound will heal faster, and if there is a cartilage problem, it will grow too fast, which is not a good thing. (That's right, I don't know much about medicine)

Feng Ying saw that Feng Yin was holding his right elbow, so he went forward with his own beads, and used the beads to roll on Feng Yin's elbow.

The wind print felt a coolness penetrate into the skin, and the pain suddenly disappeared.

Immediately, his eyes widened, and at a glance, he saw Feng Ying's small beads.

In an instant, I understood what it was.

Immediately, he became angry, grabbed the little guy, and stuffed the life bead into his small mouth.

"Swallow it!"

"little bastard!"

Feng Yin grabbed the back of Feng Ying's neck and lifted it up, and held it up in front of himself to teach him a lesson: "Who asked you to do this! Do you know how important this thing is to you!?"

The little guy slumped and swayed motionlessly in front of Fengyin, and opened his mouth innocently: "Ugh..."

"If you do this again in the future, I will rip your skin off!"

Feng Yin cursed angrily.

The little guy looked indifferent.

Feng Yin is a little distressed.

I don't know how long the little guy's life orb has been rolling on him, and it's a little dim.

"Hurry up and find a way to make it up for her."

Feng Yin felt panic in his heart.

He was injured and didn't feel anything, but the little guy was injured, but he couldn't stand it.

"What audacity!"

He tapped his finger on the little guy's forehead more than a dozen times, and the little thing he taped shook his head and smiled.

"Healing, healing."

Feng Yin put the little guy down, and Feng Ying immediately crawled into his arms, comfortably coiled up and put his tail under his head, and started to doze off.

Feng Yin ran the Spiritual Transformation Scripture again, and it felt much smoother.

With the exercise, the spiritual energy is slowly absorbed, and the top-quality spiritual crystal in the hand is slowly fading, and the power of the spiritual medicine lurking in the meridians in the body begins to evaporate again...

In a short time, I entered into the oblivion of things and me.

At this moment, I suddenly felt that in the Cong Dantian, there was an icy cold force, but with an indescribable gentleness and comfort, it slowly rose...

Follow the spiritual power to circle around the sky in the meridians, and then go dormant again.

Feng Yin instantly woke up from the meditation!

Eyes widened.

Even Feng Ying was startled, and the small eyes stared at him in the dark.

Because Feng Yin felt that... his internal injury, just now, was completely healed!

In addition to the feeling of the broken ribs in the chest, the internal organs, under the inner vision, have all recovered to health.

Even the blood in the body was completely dissipated in that instant!

The wind print is completely broken.

"What was that cool power just now?"

Fengyin stared at him and began to search for his powers.

But nothing was found.

He is very clear.

This is not the power of the Spirit Transformation Sutra, nor the power of the Taoist scriptures, nor the power of the knife, nor the power of the elixir.

So the question arises: what is this?

When did I have this inexplicable power in my body?

Fengyin was stunned for a long time, and could not find the reason. Not only could he not find it, but even more bizarre things happened.

He found his cultivation and took another step forward.

And it was a big step forward unknowingly. Because his original cultivation base was at the pinnacle of the sixth-grade earth level, in the most sensitive position.

A slight increase or decrease will reveal clues.

Otherwise, it would not be so easy to find.

After the exercise this time, the barrier belonging to the fifth grade of the earth level has actually loosened!

The peak is completely different from the loosening of the barriers and bottlenecks.

Although there is no substantial progress in combat power, in fact, it has seen the scenery in the distance.

To explain it in another way, everyone will understand: it is also the peak of the sixth rank, and some people can be stuck here for a lifetime, but cannot break through the fifth rank. It's only half a step away, and it can't be crossed in a lifetime!

This is the bottleneck!

But after the bottleneck is loosened, it will be different. Even a person who cultivates slowly can still break through within half a year.

It looks the same, but the difference is so big.

Feng Yin carefully checked his entire body, inch by inch.

Finally found something.

Then he was completely speechless and dumbfounded.

That is, the joints of the broken bones, including the dislocated parts, seem to be attached to a thin layer of cold energy.

Other places, but not.

In other words, it is precisely because these places are injured that the protection of that mysterious power is provoked?

Feng Yin was speechless.

He can feel the benefits of this kind of cold power, but, can you use this kind of power only if you are injured?

Is this forcing me to go out and be beaten?

Fengyin was only interested in checking this, but didn't pay attention. In his spiritual sense space, the knife hadn't been moved for a long time.

Always maintain a posture and fall on the Taoist scriptures.

The fire essence around is rapidly decreasing...

After a long time, the knife hummed and flew up.

It can be seen that the phantom is inexplicably solidified.

There is a sense of complacent contentment, and it turns around in the space of consciousness.

Then.

Hiccupped.

...

the other side.

Mo Yuantu finally reunited with his subordinates, and everyone drooped their heads, their faces ugly.

Mo Yuantu's face was also pale, his shoulders were dripping with blood, his clothes were all stained red, and his eyes were even more lost.

It took a long time to finally see that there was one person missing from the team.

"Huh? What about Senior Brother Wu?"

Mo Yuantu narrowed his eyes.

"Senior Brother Wu... has fallen."

Mo Yuan stood up with a totem, his lips trembling: "What? Say it again!"

Hearing the accurate answer again, Mo Yuantu asked in disbelief: "How could it be? Senior Brother Wu is a heavenly master. In this area, who can make him fall?"

"..."

"Where's the corpse of Senior Brother Wu?"

"Senior Brother Wu, was bitten by a ghost snake... The body turned into pus and blood." There was still fear in the eyes of a disciple of the Supreme Mountain.

"Ghost... ghost snake?"

Mo Yuantu swayed and almost fell to the ground.

A mess in the brain.

When did you mess with that thing? I do not know how?

After hearing what everyone said, Mo Yuantu's eyes straightened and his body trembled.

At the moment of contact just now, he only noticed gentleness, and he paid no attention to ghost snakes or something.

Although I also saw a shadow flickering, I just thought it was a hidden weapon issued by gentleness, and I didn't take it to heart at all.

How did you know that it was actually a ghost snake at that time?

At that time, it was Senior Brother Wu and himself who bore the brunt.

In other words, if Senior Brother Wu hadn't provoked that snake, he would have to slash with a sword if he didn't want to, so wouldn't he be the one who was bitten?

Pus and blood...

Turned into pus and blood in an instant.

Mo Yuantu was afraid for a while!

Luckily, I didn't get bitten myself.

The group sighed a few times, and the others saw that Mo Yuantu's face was ugly, and he looked a little lost, so they couldn't help asking: "Senior Brother Mo, what's wrong?"

Mo Yuantu hesitated, but he was speechless.

"That guy just now, should be the gentleman, right?"

One person asked, "Senior Brother Mo, how are you, have you caught up?"

Mo Yuantu hesitated.

Others suddenly felt unusual, stopped what they were doing, and turned to look.

Mo Yuantu sighed, took off the scabbard and placed it on the ground.

"See for yourself."

...

"Ancestor Chuixue... Broken?!"

All the Supreme Mountain disciples were stunned.

The Divine Sword has spirit, and the Snow Blowing Sword is more than just a sword for Wufeng.

And he is also a senior who can communicate with each other. Although this senior is very big, very irritable, very arrogant, and has a bad temper, he will fly up and cut people at every turn...

But after all, it is the senior among the sects, and it is still the kind that accepts incense offerings.

Now... is it broken?

"It's not just broken."

Mo Yuantu held his head in both hands: "Lian Chuixue ancestor's spiritual body... has completely disappeared, disappeared."

"This...what's the matter?"

Everyone was dumbfounded.

"It's the gentle knife."

Mo Yuantu sighed deeply: "This time... things really got bigger."

All the Supreme Mountain disciples were silent.

Really big.

Blowing Snow Sword, the elder of the Supreme Mountain.

Compared with the current Wufeng Peak Master, he is more than 10,000 years older.

From the original casting, to the years of fighting and raising the spirit, to the formation of one's own spirituality, to the current one that can communicate, it can be said to be the living treasure of the Supreme Mountain, the ancestor!

It is a symbol of invincibility.

Now, this sword is broken, and for the Supreme Mountain, the blow is equal to a crit!

Not just a broken sword, but a corner of the tens of thousands of years of glory of the Supreme Mountain.

The symbolic meaning is more difficult to accept than the actual meaning.

"This...this...I remember at the beginning..."

A disciple of the Supreme Mountain said with a trembling body: "How many years ago ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ the ancestors once said a word, it is..."

"Don't say that!"

The other man quickly covered his mouth with his hands.

There was a look of panic in his eyes.

"This matter must be notified to the sect immediately! Let the sect handle it!"

One of the Supreme Mountain disciples said: "This is no longer a matter of our Wufeng."

Mo Yuantu was silent.

Everyone sighed.

Everyone knows what the consequences will be when this matter is passed back, waiting for Mo Yuantu.

No matter what the reason is, but the blowing snow sword was interrupted in Mo Yuantu's hand, this is an iron-like fact!

Of course, Supreme Mountain will not let the murderer go, but it will never spare Mo Yuantu!

"Report!"

Mo Yuantu raised his head feebly, his eyes blank.

"As long as gentleness can die...as long as the sect can avenge me...I am willing to die 10,000 times in exchange for his corpse!"

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