If You Can’t Be a Son-in-law, You Have To Be Sanctified

  Chapter 220 I will only use my sword energy to raise Bishan, and set up a group of 108 peaks

  The immortal energy lingers on the Rain Calling Sword.

  This black-clothed sword armor seemed to swing a sword lightly, but it completely aroused the power of the immortal hidden in it.

  Just like the name of the Rain Calling Sword, heavy rain falls from the sky, and while the heavy rain is pouring, the sky is shining brightly.

  The scene in the rain and the scorching sun are integrated into one, reflecting the mountains in the distance.

   It rains only a few breaths.

  The mountains are actually reflecting a piece of blue green, and there are more white clouds in the sky, suspended above the mountains, but it is a rare beauty!

  A moment ago, the black dragon shed blood, the mysterious Taoist whose whisk was broken, and many other scenes have disappeared without a trace.

  It seems that Cai Cai's blue dragon entrenched in the rainy day, and Cai Cai's dust whisk covering the sky and the sun are just illusions.

   Xuanyi Sword Armor stood in the air, looking down at the Rain Calling Sword in his hand.

   There was some surprise in his eyes, and without hesitation, he gently reached out his hand, and the Rain Calling Sword in his hand turned into a stream of light again, flew away, and fell into the scabbard around Lu Jing's waist!

  Xuanyi Sword Armor's strike came very quickly, but disappeared in a moment.

   But when he draws the sword.

   Sitting in the Taixian Palace, Emperor Chongtian, who had always been calm, finally changed his face. There was a solemn look on his face, and his body became straighter.

   "The sword armor of the world... the leader of the sword..."

  Emperor Chongtian was thoughtful, and then shook his head slightly: "There is only one person in this world who is like this. He can win the bell of the world's swordsmanship and the spirit of the world's sword weapons. Looking at the past, it is not surprising that there is no such thing as Sijiazi."

   "Only one person, no more."

   While Emperor Chongtian was thinking, he tapped the table in front of him lightly with his fingers.

  The dragon corpse that was originally embedded in the table case, after receiving a few drops of the blood essence of Taichong Dragon Lord, and adding a drop of blood essence of the dragon horn, unexpectedly brewed bursts of vitality.

  As Emperor Chongtian tapped on the table, the dragon corpse opened one eye and stared at Dafu Shengjun in front of him.

   "You come from the sky, I let you absorb the Dafu dragon veins, let you live again, how do you think this is the best swordsman in the world?"

  Emperor Chongtian lowered his head and asked.

  But I don't know whether the dragon corpse answered or not.

   Xuanyi Sword Armor returned Lu Jing's Rain Calling Sword, and looked at the distant mountains again.

  On the path of one of the mountains, Moon Lun was amazed at the dissipation of various visions just now, with fear in his eyes.

  For a young girl who doesn't know much about the world, today's experience can indeed be called strange and terrifying.

  When she came back to her senses, she turned around and looked at the desolate mountain road, and tears welled up in her eyes.

  The Qi people who escorted her into Dafu have disappeared, and several black-clothed monks from Qi were chopped into two pieces by the swordsman standing in the clouds just now.

  Gao Li and Jian Qiushui both disappeared, which also made Yue Lun at a loss.

  Xuanyi Jianjia frowned and looked at the moon on the mountain that was shedding tears.

  There was some undisguised boredom in his eyes.

   "It's somewhat troublesome to bring a girl of this age."

   Xuanyi Jianjia entered Dafu Taixuanjing alone, and even entered Taixuan Palace.

   There are so many strong men in Taixuan Palace who are staring at him, but he doesn't find it troublesome, but the girl in front of him makes this Xuanyi sword armor feel troublesome.

  He thought for a while, and his spiritual thoughts suddenly surged, but he saw that tens of miles away, the swordsman in blue was heading south regardless of the pain on his shoulder.

  The swordsman was Nan Fengmian.

  Nan Fengmian seemed impatient to leave Taixuanjing and ride the breeze, but this breeze had the force of a storm, even rolling the rocks on the mountain.

   "He wants to go south to Qi State?"

   Xuanyi Sword Armor seemed to have thought of something, a smile appeared on his face, and he flicked his sleeves slightly.

  The vitality around was condensed in an instant, turning into a tornado, and the tornado flew into the air, heading towards the mountain where the moon wheel was.

  Yuelun crouched on the ground, weeping with her head down.

  Suddenly, she suddenly realized that she had risen into the sky, and the girl looked down with tears in her eyes.

  I can only see that I have risen from the ground, the ground under my feet is getting farther and farther away from him, and the mountain peak is getting smaller and smaller.

"ah!"

  Yuelun's pale face became even paler, tears welled up in her eyes, and she closed her eyes tightly.

  The intense fear made her a little dizzy, coupled with the oncoming gust of wind, the moon was a little out of breath for a while, her head felt dizzy, and she passed out.

  The black-clothed sword armor seemed unaware, and even flicked his fingers lightly, a beam of vitality turned into a sword light and flew away. The awe-inspiring sword energy cut off the magical power of the mysterious Taoist who went to chase Nan Fengmian.

  At this moment, everything seems to be settled.

  But Nan Heyu came driving the sword light, but saw Lu Jing, who was getting more and more sluggish, lowering his head and thinking about something.

  He looked at the Rain Calling Sword at his waist, the sword energy from the Xuanyi Sword Armor was still lingering on the Rain Calling Sword.

  The sword energy was extremely weak, if it wasn't for Lu Jing's eyes on the Rain Calling Sword, and Nan Heyu followed Lu Jing's gaze to look at the Rain Calling Sword, Nan Heyu might not have noticed it at all.

  When Nan Heyu saw the sword aura, she felt that the sword aura was incomparably obscure and unparalleled in sharpness, as if it was nothing like a cloud, but it could shine high in the sky, looming.

   There are many changes in every moment.

   "The sword exhibited by Jiankui just now, isn't there only one sword?"

  Nan Heyu seemed to notice something.

  The Xuanyi Sword Armor suddenly let out a light snort, Nan Heyu's thoughts were interrupted, and she turned her head to look, only to see the kendo leader standing in the void, but her eyes fell on Lu Jing.

  Lu Jing stood where he was, with a radiance in his extremely deep eyes, and a divine light seemed to radiate from his soft face.

   "Senior asked me to take a look at the heavy sword technique just now, but I don't know what that sword technique is called?"

   Lu Jing asked like this.

  Jiankui lowered his hands and his expression softened.

   "The sword technique just now is called [Sword Qi Rises Bishan], did you see it clearly?"

Lu Jing frowned and said: "Senior let me see that heavy sword technique, and deliberately included seventy-two changes in the sword's posture in one sword, and each change has its own mystery. Lu Jing...see it clearly Some."

"Seventy-two changes..." Nan Heyu looked straight at the Rain Calling Sword at Lu Jing's waist. She also saw the Xuanyi Sword Armor just now, but she didn't realize that there were so many changes in that sword. The sword potential!

   "Could it be that there are so many changes?" Nan Heyu murmured in her heart.

  But then he heard Jiankui's slightly surprised words.

   "Do you see that there are seventy-two changes in the sword Qi from Bishan?"

   Xuanyi Sword Armor asked.

  In Lu Jing's mind, there was a golden light flashing on a respect of Qingming.

  Lu Jing just held the magic technique and the two white deer swords in his hands, and he fought the soul to split, and also blocked Nan Laoguo for Nan Fengmian.

  Even at this moment, Lu Jing's chances had reached the limit, and the pain brought by the primordial spirit made Lu Jing's face pale and his eyes dim.

  But the moment Nan Fengmian turned around to leave, the ominous image melted into streaks of white light, and the white light condensed into a line of respect for life.

   It's that 【Junior Sword Armor】!

  【Juvenile Sword Armor, honoring Qing’s fate, being recognized by divine art and the two swords of Bailu, among the youths in the world today, you are the armor of swordsmanship talent!

  Fate is triggered, practice and study the world's swordsmanship, the essence of the swordsmanship can be seen, and the eight or nines can be known; the swordsmanship is running, and the power is greatly increased.

  If one can develop sword spirit, the power of swordsmanship will be even more powerful, reaching directly to the clouds. 】

[Juvenile Sword Armor] fate is the second noble green fate obtained by Lu Jing. The first noble green fate is the [Dragon Slayer] fate. With the fate of Dragon Slayer, Lu Jing once Cut down four real dragons, and even Prince Taichong Haixuanwei of the seventh realm was also defeated by Lu Jing's sword.

  Now, today, Lu Jing fought his soul to split, and exchanged for Nanfengmian to go south, and also exchanged for the fate of this [Youth Sword Armor].

  The fate of the young sword armor shone with blue light in Lu Jing's mind.

  The cyan light not only shone on Lu Jing's mind, but also shone on Lu Jing's Yuanshen, thoughts, consciousness, divine sense, and even the Fuguangjianqi lingering around Lu Jingyuanshen.

  There seemed to be a unique power in that blue light, which made Lu Jing's understanding of the way of swords more profound.

  When the light from the young sword armor became brighter, Lu Jing frowned even deeper.

"No, there are not only seventy-two changes in this sword's energy from Bishan. Sixth, the blue clouds hang in the sky, and the thirty-six mountain peaks are different, and each has its own beauty.

  Looking at it again, there are seventy-two mountains in it, each of which is a change, a heavy sword.

  If you think about it carefully and participate in the research carefully, there are a total of 108 mountains.

   One hundred and eight mountains, the mountains piercing the sky. "

  Jing Lu took a deep breath, and the aura emanating from the magic technique and the two swords of the White Deer became more magnificent and more brilliant.

   This sword aura rises from Bishan, it is worthy of coming from the hands of the swords of the world.

  The two famous swords in the world also have perception, and the power of immortals and famous swords in them has turned into a layer of mountains, standing upright in front of Nanlao Guogong, who is known as the great mountain.

  Old Duke Nan sensed the changes in the sword screen in front of him, and took a deep look at Lu Jing.

  He shook his head slowly.

   "We are already old, and now it is the world of young people."

  The short-clothed man still frowned and looked at the water mist supernatural power of the madman Chu in front of him, as if hesitating.

  Old Duke Nan sighed in his heart, and was about to turn around and go back to Taixuanjing, but stopped where he was and frowned.

  He looked at the distant sky!

   But I saw!

  A burst of flames hit the sky, and the violent energy and blood broke through the void, just like a fire dragon flying out of a billowing volcano, roaring towards this place.

   "Shaozhu Kingdom..."

  Old Duke Nan looked intently and saw a willow branch dotted with a violent martial arts spirit.

  That kind of martial arts spirit seems to have been cultivated on the battlefield, like a dragon spirit with turbulent energy and blood, in the blink of an eye, it has already flown hundreds of miles, and came here!

   "Shaozhu Kingdom is full of energy and blood, and now he wants to open the way for me with his bow and arrow?"

  Nan Laoguo frowned: "I'm afraid it's just to make Lu Jing hurt more."

  The fire dragon roared towards Lu Jing.

The sword curtain flowed in the distance, and still blocked the way of Nanlao Guogong. On the magical technique and the two white deer swords in Lu Jing's hands, there was still surging immortal power and the power of famous swords, which turned into light-supporting sword energy, rushing towards That sword screen.

  At this time, Lu Jing became very weak.

  His primordial spirit is damaged, and the vitality in the primordial spirit's real palace is constantly passing away, and his mind seems to be on the sword Qi Qibi mountain.

   Nan Heyu, who was standing not far away, sensed the awe-inspiring killing spirit in the fire dragon without any hesitation.

   "Wind and rain..."

  The three hundred thousand beautiful waters above her head glowed with sword light, and every bit of sword light drew a line of silk, like lingering rain, and like a storm accompanied by rain, facing the fire dragon.

  Only for a moment... Nanheyu's title of swordsman is well-deserved.

  Continuous sword intent burst out from her Qianxiu water, and the feathered sword light conceived by the primordial spirit controls every sword light.

  Jian Guang went straight for seven or eight miles, bringing with him an invisible aura.

  Those breaths flew horizontally at first, then went straight up, and went backwards.

   clang!

  The sword light flickered like a horse, tearing apart the void.

   "I've worked hard to practice Wind and Rain Sword Intent for eight or nine years, if I don't make the sword for Mr. Lu Jing, who should make it?"

   Lu Jing once pointed out to her.

  Among these mountains, Lu Jing came with a sword and sent Nan Fengmian south.

Nan Laoguo may not understand Nan Fengmian's choice, but he also has the heart to ask for the sword. Nan Heyu, who wants the soul to shine on the stars, and the sword energy to cross the thunder, understands what Nan Fengmian wants, and understands that even if Lu Jing Even though he was seriously injured, he still had the loyalty to let Nan Fengmian get his wish.

  Because of this, Nan Heyu no longer hesitated this time.

  When the sword energy soared and the void became white, the three hundred thousand beautiful waters trembled again, and sixty more sword shadows appeared.

  Three hundred and sixty sword intents engulfed the fire dragon.

   Xuanyi Jianjia stood on the mountain peak, and also sensed Nan Heyu's feathered sword heart.

  He didn't make a move, but the inadvertence in his eyes dissipated a lot, and he became serious instead.

  He was looking at Lu Jing and Nan Heyu.

   "Seeing these two boys and girls is like seeing me back then."

   A series of flames erupted from the three hundred and sixty sword lights.

   Nan Heyu stepped on the clouds, the epee sword lingered around her, and devoured it towards the distance.

   It was at this very moment.

  The clouds and mist rolled, suddenly reflecting a fairyland.

  The supernatural power was brewing in the fairyland, and a fairy revealed it. He raised his hand and pinched the cloud, turning the cloud into a dharma body.

  The cloud and mist appeared, and the features gradually appeared, the dharma was solemn, and the eyes were angry and majestic.

  The dharma figure strode down into the sky and said: "There are rules in the sky, and there are laws in the world. Mr. Lu Jing, your soul has suffered a lot now, and I will be the last straw that breaks you!"

  The voice of this supernatural figure was rumbling, full of lore, and there was a fierce look in his eyes.

   Lu Jing, who was still bowing his head in thought, finally raised his head. There was no doubt in his eyes. He flew the magical sword in his hand, and the magical magic turned into a streamer and flew into the sword screen, still blocking the way of Nan Laoguo.

  Lu Jing held the White Deer Sword in his hand, and his incomplete soul lent a few immortal powers of the White Deer Sword.

  Suddenly, the sky was full of sword light, but it wasn't the Fuguang sword energy, but the sword energy of the world's sword armor rising from Bishan!

  Using the power of heaven and earth, Xiangru raised his Zhang Xu fist and slammed it hard at Lu Jing.

  A divine thought also completely fell into Lu Jing's mind.

   "Mr. Lu Jing isn't curious... Who is going to kill you?"

  Lu Jing raised the White Deer Sword in his hand, and the power of a fairy poured into his primordial spirit.

   "There is not only one person who wants to kill me in Taixuanjing, there are those who sit in the bright place, and there are also those who occupy the dark place!"

   "Your supernatural powers are incarnated here, I just cut off your dharma body, and I will seek revenge on you in the future!"

   "Today... I will only use my sword energy to raise Bishan Mountain and set up a hundred and eight peaks. I don't ask who you are!"

  (end of this chapter)