Xia do not stay

Chapter 326 Demon Sword God Sword Heavenly Sword Flying Knife
For the first time, Zao Wou-ki felt regretful.

Jiushangong is too unstable, releasing him may not be the right thing to do.

But the matter has come to this point, in order to stabilize Jiu Monkey's mood, he decided not to argue too much with a lunatic, it would be good to let Jiu Monkey consume Gu Yang more.

Zao Wou-ki took a few steps back, stood with his hands behind his back, and signaled that he would not make any more moves.

Only then did Jiu Monkey look at Gu Yang again, the black flames on his body became more and more intense, burning his little flesh and blood quickly, it seemed that only a skeleton was left of his whole body, wrapped in a layer of old leather, it looked extremely terrifying.

He drew out the evil knife again and slashed towards Gu Yang, and it was Ah Bidao's third knife, sacrificing his life to become a demon!
Gu Yang put away the shattered golden body, looked at the overwhelming blade light, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The next moment, his eyes glowed with a faint light, like a deep galaxy.

Nine Yin Soul-destroying Dafa!

Jiushan Gong's pupils were startled, and in a daze, he seemed to see a family who had died under his knife. They were covered in blood and were staring at him blankly.

His hand holding the knife trembled.

puff!
Jiushangong spat out a mouthful of blood, Ah Bidao's three swords are ruthless and ruthless swords, and there should be no trace of emotion in them, otherwise it will turn against the sword owner.

With the aid of the Nine Yin Soul-Storing Dafa, Gu Yang aroused the last trace of emotion left in his heart, which made him end without a problem.

To deal with the masters of magic arts, the soul-absorbing method can often have miraculous effects, because their spirits usually have some problems.

Clang!
Gu Yang drew his sword, and the sharpness he had accumulated erupted at this moment, like a volcano erupting, like a river and sea bursting a dike, converging into a divine sword slash that opened up the world!
In a hurry, Jiushangong raised his knife to block.

Red Peril made a resounding sword cry, like a proud golden crow, full of fighting spirit and extremely excited.

click!
Opposite to it was the pitch-black evil knife, which let out a mournful cry, like a dying beast.

The evil sword, which was also a spirit soldier, was actually cut in two by the red calamity, its brilliance dimmed, and half of the blade fell into the lake.

An arm was also broken.

Jiushangong's left arm was cut off by the root, but no blood flowed out, and there was no flesh and blood at the wound, only white bones could be seen.

They were all burned into nothingness by the black flame.

groan!
Gu Yang put the red calamity back into the sheath inch by inch, restrained his edge, and continued to store his saber intent, while keeping an eye on Han Jue who was hiding in the dark.

The long wind blows his white clothes and black hair, his back is not stalwart, but there is a kind of enchanting magic power.

Under his knife, a master of sword skills who was instinctively ranked in the heaven list lost his arm and was defeated sadly.

Zhao Wuji looked at Gu Yang with a strange look in his eyes.

Such saber skills and martial arts are his opponents to Zhao Wuji.

Nine Monkeys stood there blankly, looking at the broken blade in his hand, the blood red in his eyes flickered frequently.

He... lost?
Ah Bi Dao's three swords... lost?
Then he killed his loving wife, the old mother who raised him, and his infant son, all of this is nothing?
What is the Dao of the Abi Dao that he has practiced hard for decades, and the way of the sword that he realized in the heartless and ruthless?
"Your knife is too paranoid."

Gu Yang looked at him, and said calmly: "Although the power of Ah Bi Dao's three knives is strong, the spiritual flaw is too great. Although it is a peerless knives, it is not the supreme knives."

"The supreme way of the sword..."

The red light in Jiushangong's eyes seemed to have dissipated a bit, and he regained some clarity.

"What is the supreme way of the sword? Your sword?"

Gu Yang shook his head and said: "Although Divine Sword Slash is a peerless sword technique, as far as I know, it is not considered supreme."

After a pause, he said: "I once heard that there was a man named Song Que in the Tang Dynasty, named Tian Dao, his Eight Swords of Heaven Sword, ten swords in each formula, a total of eighty swords, and when he performed it, he was as powerful as an immortal. The wind, the mist and cloud shadows, with myriad moods, are exquisite and exquisite, and are known as the invincible sword in the world."

"Heavenly Sword..."

Nine monkeys muttered to themselves, looking in a trance.

"Song Que once said that the highest state of sword art is to get the sword and forget the sword."

Gu Yang sighed softly: "You are too obsessed with the sword, you are still at the stage of getting the sword."

In fact, even Gu Yang himself is still at this stage. He was able to defeat Jiushangong, one is by relying on the Nine Yin Soul Absorbing Dafa, and the other is that he also practiced two unrivaled magic arts, the inner sage and the outer king. It's not always good.

"Get the knife... forget the knife..."

Nine Monkeys suddenly burst out laughing, with tears of blood flowing from his eyes.

It turned out that he had been going the wrong way.

Just when Gu Yang thought he would suddenly wake up, the blood light in his eyes became brighter again, brighter than ever before.

Jiushangong raised the broken knife in his hand high, his white hair fluttered, and his voice shook the sky.

"Old man... don't regret it!"

Now that you have the sword, why forget the sword?

Killing all the enemies is naturally the best knife in the world, so why talk about forgetting the knife?

Since he was wrong, then he was wrong to the end, and he was completely wrong!

The next moment, the black flames on Jiushangong's body boiled again, even worse than before. This time, the black flames burned not only his flesh and blood, but also his skin, bones, and even his spirit!
Since Ah Bidao's three sabers had mental flaws, he would burn all his energy and energy into nourishment for this saber.

After this knife, he will die, but he will win.

That's enough.

Gu Yang's complexion changed, A Bidao's third knife was cut by a great master who burned all his vitality. I am afraid that even if the Heavenly Sword is revived, he may not be able to take it safely.

He didn't expect that the Nine Mountains Guild would be so ruthless, so ruthless, and with this kind of temperament, it's no wonder that they were able to practice Abi Dao's three swords to the peak.

"cut!"

The broken knife in Jiushangong's hand burst into bright blood, and a huge knife fell from the nine heavens, as if it wanted to split the earth in half, so as to release the ghost of Huangquan.

Terrifying hostility and demonic aura filled the air. Whether it was fish and shrimps in the river, animals on the shore, or even people by the river, anyone who witnessed this knife attack would turn into bloodthirsty beasts and kill each other.

Tao Yaoyao practiced her profound arts silently, and gave birth to a white lotus flower, which wrapped everyone up and saved them from suffering.

She looked worriedly at Gu Yang, and her heart had already been raised.

When the magic knife fell, Gu Yang only felt that he was locked on by endless murderous intent, as if thousands of ghosts were staring at him, making it impossible for him to dodge.

The soul-stirring method can't affect the other party, because Jiushangong even burned his own spirit.

This knife can only be taken hard.

Gu Yang lowered his hand from the hilt of the Red Misfortune Knife, and the sword couldn't be caught by the magic knife.

Forcibly touching them will even break the red disaster.

Clang!
The red peril clanked in the sheath, as if telling its own bravery and fearlessness, and asked the master to pull it out quickly.

After all, Gu Yang did not pull out the red disaster.

In his hand was an extra throwing knife, three inches and seven minutes long, made of fine steel, with a streamlined structure, like a crystal clear and slender white fish.

Gu Yang's eyes became very deep, like a prodigal son full of vicissitudes, full of loneliness and loneliness.

At this moment, his spirit resonated with a certain martial arts myth in the past, and through the clouds and smoke of the years, he saw that unrefined green shirt.

Xiao Li's flying knife made an absolute sound, but Chu Liuxiang was not seen in the world.

It was only after raising Little Li's flying knife to the pinnacle of perfection that Gu Yang truly understood Li Xunhuan's state, which is a flying knife that changes the face of the situation and is divinely clear.

Gu Yang couldn't reach that level, he could only imitate Li Xun Huan's thinking for a short time, and even then he could only exert [-]% of his power.

However, [-]% is enough.

(End of this chapter)