All Worlds Xpress System

Chapter 392 Memory and Inheritance

"In that case, let's do it." The corners of Nangong Mo's mouth curled up, and the sword intent exploded, condensing into an almost substantial sword.

"Huh? Turning your mind into a sword? Although this is good, it can't maximize your swordsmanship attainments. This sword is one of the eighteen weapons I used when I ruled the world. Wuji Sword, I will give it to you now." Go." Martial Ancestor waved his hand, and a sword plunged into the ground.

The length of the sword is three feet and five inches. The body of the sword is snow-white, but the edge of the sword is pitch black. There is a shape of Tai Chi engraved on the hilt.

"A good sword." Nangong Mo stretched out his hand and made a move, and the Wuji Sword fell into his hand.

Spiritual consciousness entered the Wuji sword, and Wuji sword immediately buzzed, and a sense of martial arts emanated from the sword.

"Although Wujijian recognizes me as the master, it's still not enough to unite people and swords." Nangong Mo sighed softly.

"As expected of a prodigy in swordsmanship, he was able to make Wu Jijian recognize him as its master in one fell swoop." Wu Zu laughed, "Come on, I will suppress my strength to [-]%."

"Suppress strength?" A smile appeared on the corner of Nangong Mo's mouth. The smile was like a demon awakening, which made people tremble with fear.

With a flip of the palm, the gossip diagram floated on the Wuji sword, and endless spiritual energy was sucked into it.

"Li Huo!" Nangong Mo's body was filled with crimson flames, and the gossip diagram on Wuji Sword also quickly turned crimson.

Obviously he let the water go, otherwise if Nanming Lihuo is used, the power of this move will be increased by at least dozens of times!
"Be careful." Nangong Mo swung the Wuji sword, and a flaming blade slashed away. The moment the flaming blade left the sword, it turned into a sea of ​​flames.

"Good swordsmanship implies gossip, but it's a pity that this swordmanship was not created by you, so it can't exert its full power. If it was created by you, then the power of this move must be increased by at least ten times." Martial Ancestor's eyes flashed After appreciating it, he moved his hands, and there was a six-pointed star figure in front of him, with a word 'Wu' floating in the middle of the six-pointed star.

The sea of ​​flames swept in, but the six-pointed star firmly blocked the sea of ​​flames, no matter how much the sea of ​​flames washed away, they couldn't break through.

"Wu Po." Martial Ancestor pushed forward with both fists, a burst of strength from all directions scattered the sea of ​​flames, and rushed towards Nangong Mo, the ground burst into hideous cracks as the strength passed.

The immortal ancestor who was watching the battle shook his head slightly, "Although the peerless Tianjiao has the right time and place, he still lacks combat experience."

In her opinion, the Martial Ancestor's [-]% strength can easily crush Nangong Mo.

With the energy rushing, the Holy Spirit Orb on Nangong Mo's body flew out, evolving into a Zhoutian momentum, and perfectly released the energy.

"Oh? Zhou Tian was evolved from a magic weapon. That's right. Zhou Tian's defensive power is enough to make him invincible." Martial Ancestor admired secretly.

"As expected of a Martial Ancestor, this power is overbearing." Nangong Mo smiled, "Then how about trying my Flying Sword Art?"

Nangong Mo closed his eyes slightly, and opened them suddenly in the next moment. The killing intent in his purple eyes flickered, and the killing sword intent on his body was completely released. The killing sword intent without restraint covered the entire open space. At this moment, he seemed to be The bloodthirsty Shura-like appearance coming out of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood is frightening.

The yin and yang on the Wuji Sword, the strong and soft aura completely disappeared, replaced by the endless killing aura.

The Wuji sword rose from the air, and all the sword intent was attached to the sword at this moment. When the sword came out, the terrifying killing sword intent followed.

As the sword edge passed, the space collapsed, and the sword energy criss-crossed.

Xianzu's peerless face turned pale with shock, in this sword, even she could feel a strong breath of death, but the speed of the sword was too fast, she had no time to support Wuzu.

A flash of fighting intent flashed in Martial Ancestor's eyes, his whole body was boiling with enthusiasm, and he laughed loudly, "I haven't felt this way for so many years! Drink!"

The true energy in his whole body burst out completely, facing the terrifying flying sword, he did not retreat but advanced to meet the flying sword.

rumbling~
The entire ground exploded, and the aftermath continued to spread in all directions. Nangong Mo had to call out the Holy Spirit Orb to resist the aftermath.

"You won." Martial Ancestor smiled wryly.

At this moment, the Wuji sword beside his neck is quietly floating in the air, as long as he moves forward a little bit, his head will be separated.

Nangong Mo smiled, he was able to win because of Martial Ancestor's negligence, his Flying Sword Art is not mainly about attacking powerfully, but for being able to attack back and forth. After one attack, Martial Ancestor was defeated.

"There are so many talents, I think my Martial Ancestor was actually defeated by a new era's Tianjiao." Martial Ancestor said with emotion.

"Okay, Lao Duan, stop talking nonsense, let the inheritance begin." Xianzu heaved a sigh of relief, "I'll come first."

Xianzu walked into Nangong Mo, and gently tapped his forehead with his jade finger.

A flame imprint appeared on Nangong Mo's forehead, but it seemed to feel that the other party had no malice, and it dissipated again.

Nangong Mo slowly closed his eyes.

Xianzu said coldly, "Remember, I am Bai Haitang, Xianzu!"

……

At this moment, he seemed to have turned into another person, the illegitimate daughter of the head of a small family, who had been humiliated.

Until a young man appeared and led her into the path of spiritual practice. Her talent was not good, her constitution was congenitally weak, and her understanding was average, but she grew up through her state of mind and perseverance.

Facing the endless siege of immortal emperors, she is not afraid, and facing the thunder and robbery of heaven, she is not afraid, and finally becomes the title of immortal emperor.

With the help of the martial arts developed by a man as a basis, he opened up the immortal way, and was enshrined as the immortal ancestor by the people of all ages!
She is Bai Haitang!

……

Nangong Mo opened his eyes, looked at his hands, and said in confusion, "I'm Bai Haitang? No! I'm Nangong Mo!"

Confusion flashed across his eyes at this moment, but it turned into firmness in just an instant.

The handsome and demonic face has more enlightenment and vicissitudes, and less arrogance and arrogance of the past.

Immortal Zuxiang was drenched in sweat and unable to step back a few steps, Wu Zu hurriedly supported her.

"Didn't you say that you gave it to the inheritance? Why did you also give him the memory?" Martial Ancestor was puzzled.

"His talent is so powerful that we have too many of us. I want to see how far he can grow." Bai Haitang smiled, "He accepted my memory, but he didn't feel confused. We can match that."

"You, you know how to mess around, but I don't need it. He cultivates the way of immortality, and it's useless to have my memory. I will pass on the inheritance of the sword of martial arts to him." Qiongbi turned around and walked towards Nangong Mo.

Martial Ancestor sat down cross-legged, put his hands on Nangong Mo's shoulders, "I am Martial Ancestor Duan Tian, ​​and I pass on the sword intent of Wu to you today."

Nangong Mo closed his eyes again and accepted the inheritance.

But this time it was only for a stick of incense, and the Martial Ancestor passed the sword intent of martial arts to Nangong Mo.

"What's the matter, why hasn't he woke up yet?" Bai Haitang was slightly worried.

"Don't worry, he's just sorting out the inheritance and the memory you gave him." Martial Ancestor shook his head.

(End of this chapter)