Sword God Cultivation System

The people in the whole Jiuxian domain are like thieves, they are sneaky one by one. Of course, Wufeng didn't realize that there was something strange about him, but he simply didn't want to disturb the big and small who were fighting in front of him.

A few minutes later, Wu Dao looked at Qin Pufeng with an unhappy face, pouted and said, "Senior Brother Qin, this is what you call a fun place?!" A huge ring came into his eyes, and he knew instantly What is the so-called fun.

Qin Pufeng nodded: "Yeah, why don't you play with me!" Hehe smiled, if those two senior brothers would definitely ravage him in the name of exchanging ideas, but the little monk who realized Taoism is different, he can only face demons. Only use the subduing magic pestle when fighting, and only use the umbrella when fighting with yourself, only defending but not attacking, isn't this a perfect target!Don't worry about the target being broken, after all, my cultivation is far inferior to that of the enlightened little monk.

"Okay." Wu Dao knew what Qin Pufeng was planning. If he had a good relationship, he wanted to use him to practice. To put it bluntly, he even deceived his feelings.

It's just, what's going on, suddenly there are so many people from two people?

Wu Dao looked at Wufeng, Goupi and Gao Yao who were surrounded by the ring, the corners of his mouth twitched, what happened to this group of people.

"Brother Wu Dao, take out your umbrella and be serious, otherwise I won't be responsible for any injuries!" Qin Pufeng smiled confidently, and Wuming had already appeared in his hands.

"Amitabha." Enlightenment seemed to be a different person at this time, with his hands fitting together, a white lotus flower appeared at his feet. He didn't take out the sky-covering umbrella, but his body was full of Buddha power, like a golden bodhisattva.

Seeing Wu Dao like this, Qin Pufeng shook his head and said softly: "Brother Wu Dao, I didn't lie to you."

A sword light illuminated the three faces in the audience, Goupi and Gao Yao were surprised, and Wufeng was expressionless.

And Li Taibai, who was using Tianyantong, couldn't help but smiled wryly.

The golden body Bodhisattva who had enlightened the Tao broke through in an instant.

Qinglian faced Bailian, but Bailian, who clearly had the upper hand in terms of cultivation, was on the verge of collapse.

A trace of astonishment flashed across Wu Dao's face, and then an excited smile appeared on his face.

A pitch-black oil-paper umbrella appeared in his hand.parasol.

"Amitabha, Senior Brother Qin is really different. It seems that Enlightened Dao can only be treated with all his strength." The body of the Enlightened Dao child instantly became taller.

At this time, Wu Dao became a young man with a height of nearly two meters. The umbrella that was originally huge for him was now just the right size.

"I told you earlier, you still don't believe me if I ask you to take out the umbrella." Qin Pufeng curled his lips, raised his sword, and stabbed out with the second sword.

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At this time, Yi Qianqiu was in a very bad state, and the sword intent on the 99 swords would have strangled him if he hadn't seen a sudden force on the token, allowing him to release his own sword If there is no chance to resist, I am afraid that it has been buried in this sword mound.

It's just that even though he has released his sword intent to resist now, facing the sword intent of 99 swords, all he can do is protect himself, let alone take half a step.

For him, it feels very difficult to move a finger.

Is this the sword mound?

The space in the sword mound is not large, and there are 99 swords scattered here and there, but it can be seen that the sword in the center of this space stands there like a king.

Yi Qianqiu knew that sword.

That is the sword Jun Xiaochen left behind on the day he became a fairy king, the name of the sword, and the past.

One sword cuts the past, one sword breaks the past.

Resisting the sword intent, Yi Qianqiu finally took a step towards the sword pool.

With one step down, the sword intent was instantly strong three points, Yi Qianqiu's face turned pale, he gritted his teeth, stood firm, his own sword intent was urged again, he must walk into the sword pool!

After hundreds of years of precipitation, the swords in the sword pool have begun to approach the Lingbao infinitely, especially the past one, even if it is the top ten fairy swords in the judges' fairy world!
Only such a sword is worthy of me, Yi Qianqiu!

Take another step.

This time, the sword intent was not strengthened, but a figure appeared on the fairy sword closest to him.

The sword intends to stay in shape? !Yi Qianqiu was stunned for a moment, those powerhouses who sacrificed their lives for Jian Chiyu were buried in the sword mound, the lowest cultivation level was also in the middle stage of Golden Immortal, and most of them were already at the level of Venerable.

Those predecessors?Yi Qianqiu looked at this figure, stared at Wanjun Pressure, and bowed deeply.

With this bow, the sword intent was actually weakened by more than half, and even a large part of the fairy sword began to tremble, and bursts of sparse sword cries came from the sword pool, one after another, like weeping.

The screaming sword pond.

Yi Qianqiu got up, and for some reason, a feeling of sadness was born in his heart.

His footsteps did not stop, and he walked straight to the center of the sword pool.

Although every step will deepen the sword intent he received, but after the bow just now, there are only three fairy swords that are still exerting pressure on him. One is the fairy sword named Qianchen, and the other two are the distance from Qianchen. Not far away, in other words, these three swords are the real masters of this sword pool.

"Wait for me, I will let you see the light of day again." Yi Qianqiu stepped over those fairy swords that were still screaming, getting closer and closer to the past, less than three meters away.

At this moment, all those fairy swords that were still screaming were drawn out of the sword pool in an instant, floating in mid-air, no, it should be said that all the 98 fairy swords except the past flew out of the sword pool, only the past sword Standing in the pool of swords like an emperor.

This is?A bad premonition rose in Yi Qianqiu's heart, looking at these fairy swords flying in mid-air, he thought of a very bad possibility in his heart.

With a flash of the past, 98 fairy swords flew towards Yi Qianqiu in an instant!

Yi Qianqiu's eyes were crossed, and he sacrificed the fairy sword, ready to shake it hard.

"The past is broken by a sword." Jun Xiaochen, who had been secretly watching the sword mound, said with emotion, and with a big wave of his hand, those shots that were originally aimed at Yi Qianqiu were inserted into the sword pond again.

As if he felt Jun Xiaochen's aura, the past actually flew out of the sword pool this time, and a murderous aura erupted from it, and the only target here, Yi Qianqiu, naturally became his target.

"Huh? You actually have your own consciousness?" Jun Xiaochen was taken aback for a moment, and immediately worked out a few formulas, which activated the token in Yi Qianqiu's hand.

A barrier cut off the past, and Yi Qianqiu's face was completely drained of blood at this time, and his eyes were a little empty.

A sword from the past cuts off the past.

Although the sword didn't hit him, the aftermath of the sword's intent also affected him, causing him to temporarily fall into a state of trance.

who am I?
His consciousness was a little erratic, as if he had fallen into endless darkness.

"Master." Mo Chou couldn't bear it, and said something to Jun Xiaochen who had already arrived at the gate of Jianzhong.

"Don't worry, just read on." Jun Xiaochen stretched out his hand and shook it.

Mo Chou hesitated to speak, and finally chose to wait and see.

where am I?Yi Qianqiu's body began to look around in confusion.

Fairy sword?Yi Qianqiu looked at the fairy sword in the sword pool that exuded endless chill, and a term appeared in his mind.

what am i doing hereYi Qianqiu looked at his hands, at this moment he seemed to have lost his memory, he could not remember the purpose of coming here, nor who he was.

There was no sword in the past, but stood quietly in the center, the sword god trembling slightly, as if mocking Yi Qianqiu's incompetence and weakness.

What is this sword?Yi Qianqiu saw this sword very quickly, why did he feel that this sword was so familiar and wanted this sword so much?

Yi Qianqiu took a step forward, approaching the past step by step again.

The blade of the past began to tremble constantly, not knowing whether it was because of ridicule, anger, fear, or sadness.

Only this time, there was no sword in the past, and Yi Qianqiu was allowed to walk in front of it, pulling him out of the pool of swords.

In an instant, Yi Qianqiu's eyes regained clarity, he remembered where and who was here, and knew better, he has now become the master of the past.

Jian Chi has a fairy sword, which can break the past with one sword.

Outside the sword mound, Mo Chou was a little shocked, but Jun Xiaochen left with a big laugh, the laughter was full of nostalgia and relief.

"Master." Yi Qianqiu returned outside the sword mound, looked at a series of complicated masters, and called out respectfully.

Mo Chou nodded, indicating that he could go back.

Up to now, both Mochou and Yi Qianqiu are as if they are in a dream.

One who doesn't believe that the past that made countless predecessors bow down and leave is actually taken into the bag by his apprentice today, and one who doesn't believe that he has successfully won this fairy sword that is comparable to the top ten fairy swords.

Only Jun Xiaochen was at ease as if he had settled a mind.

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"Huh? What happened to the past?" Ren Shifei felt the trembling of the sword in his dantian, and sacrificed the sword.

Even if it was held in Ren Shifei's hand, the sword was trembling constantly, causing Ren Shifei's hand to feel a little numb.

The abnormality was naturally seen by the Demon Emperor not far away, and there was a hint of amusement in her eyes. Could this be the so-called fate?

"It's okay, it's just that it sensed the breath of another sword." The Demon Emperor walked to Ren Shifei's side, and lightly pointed at Qianchen's sword, and it stopped trembling.

"Another sword?"

"One sword cuts the past, and one sword breaks the past. Both the past and the past are immortal swords that can be ranked in the upper realm. It is said that once these two swords are combined into one, they can be transformed into innate spirit treasures. It is a pity that one of these two swords is in the demon world, and the other is in a fairy world. Someone took it out." After appeasing Qian Chen, the Demon Emperor returned to his original position.