Fantasy: I’m really not an unparalleled expert

The dilapidated Dao scenery, the broken sword road, where the sword master once saw ghosts.

But the ghost that destroyed Sword Master's Taoist heart was not seen, but only a black word.

Fan.

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked.

"Is that... the word "Fan"?"

Dugu Yuqing was slightly startled, but then he shook his head and said:

"No, it's not Fan. It's just that it looks like Fan. The person who wrote it wanted to write Fan, but in the end he didn't actually write it!"

Because the word "Fan" is written in an ugly way, twisted and skewed, and the structure is scattered. If you look closely, you may even feel that it does not completely form the word "Fan" at all, but just the strokes barely put together.

Judging from the twisted traces, it is easy to find that the person who wrote it seemed to be unable to write the word "Fan", so he used great magic power to activate the black blood to form a character similar to the word "Fan"!

"Has anyone ever attempted to write down the name of the Master before... eons ago?"

Dugu Yuqing murmured, he felt that it must be so!

"Dead dog, isn't it impossible to write Master's name and taboo? The words of all ages cannot be carried!"

Wu Dade looked at the big black dog with a puzzled look.

When Xuanwu found his suicide note written in Xuanwu cipher text, the peach tree in the courtyard once said:

"The writings of the heavens throughout the ages must not touch the master."

The big black dog looked at Wu Dade with contempt and said:

"I want you to read more, you ignorant person, don't you see? Those strokes don't really make up the word at all!"

As it spoke, it became very solemn and said:

"However, the shape of this character is very close to the character related to the owner... Logically speaking, it cannot be done."

"No one in the universe can imitate the master's words...unless..."

A look of surprise flashed in the dog's eyes and he said:

"Unless the black hand wrote it with the blood of the master..."

As soon as this statement came out, Dugu Yuqing and Wu Dade were both shocked!

The character on the sword master's path to the sword was actually written with the master's blood? !

This is amazing!

They were all stunned for a moment.

To them, Master... represents invincibility and faith.

All along, no matter how terrifying the enemy or how big the conspiracy, it was not worth mentioning in front of the Master.

But if this word is written with Master's blood...doesn't it mean that Master was bleeding and injured? !

"Who can harm Master in all eternity?"

Dugu Yuqing murmured.

Wu Dade also shook his head and said:

"Dead dog, did you see it wrong? How could it be Master's blood?"

"Master is invincible!"

However, the big black dog's eyes were expressionless and he said:

"Human pet, what do you know... On the other side of the road, there is a bark, woof, woof, woof..."

The words after "exist" were directly distorted by some force and turned into a series of dog barks!

This made the big black dog feel even more surprised in the dog's eyes.

This means that this world cannot bear the cause and effect related to those things!

Even if you say it, it won't work.

However, the big black dog continued:

"Not even the Lord of Reincarnation, the unparalleled powerhouse who came from the other way, can survive..."

"Even the one at the end of ten thousand paths is astonishing for eternity, and can even break the eternal deadlock... Now he can only reappear next to his master..."

"In that kind of place... the master will be injured... even..."

It didn't go on, and the words were heavier than ever.

Wu Dade and Dugu Yuqing both felt a deep sense of coldness.

What kind of place, what kind of enemy?

It can make even Master injured...

even……

"That's not right, dead dog. It's so dangerous. How did you, a dead dog, survive?"

"Are you bragging again?"

Wu Dade suddenly spoke and came to his senses!

Dugu Yuqing couldn't help but look at the big black dog, very suspicious.

The big black dog was only one of the Ten Spirits back then. He couldn't even resist the One at the End of Ten Thousand Paths. How did he survive?

However, the big black dog shook his head and said:

"This emperor suppressed countless roads, killed countless enemies, and became immortal... Eternal loneliness, the desolation of the heavens, how can you understand the scenery in this?"

Wu Dade was itching with hatred, this damn dog was pretending.

But they also saw that there were too many designs in those things, and the big black dog seemed unwilling to reveal them.

In fact, if it were made too specific, it would turn into a series of dog barks.

"This dog actually came back from that side of the road?"

As for Yin Xu'an, his face was extremely solemn.

He knows very well what this means!

That road...not even the dozen of them who were the most powerful men in the sea of ​​gray fog dared to step on it.

This dog has actually been there...is it going to shock the world? !

For a moment, he felt deeply that this dog was definitely more than what it looked like. The water was very deep!

Even though he was only one of the ten spirits in the past, he still came back alive after a trip to the other side of the road. Who knows how terrifying it is now.

He decided that he would never offend the big black dog in the future!

At this moment, the sword master stared blankly at the word, his face covered with stone skin showing a myriad of emotions.

Reluctance, regret, anger...

I was actually deceived back then!

"It's an illusion...someone has tampered with their hands and feet on the path of practice..."

The sword master murmured, clenching his fists and wishing he could fight again.

"The man has returned and picked me up from the long river of time. I have got his old man to preach. This pen was created by his old man."

Dugu Yuqing spoke softly.

The Sword Master turned back and looked at Dugu Yuqing, saw the pen in Dugu Yuqing's hand, and saw the heaven-reaching sword energy surrounding Dugu Yuqing's body.

"That person... didn't become a ghost. What he saw in the past was just an illusion!"

"That one is still alive...I have been reborn...haha...hahaha!"

The Sword Master laughed loudly. At this moment, he felt an unprecedented relief!

So what if I die? There is still hope and light in this world!

It's not over yet!

The Sword Master suddenly erased that character completely from his broken path of swordsmanship.

"The one who never turned into a ghost...he is still there!"

"I...will die without regrets!"

It was at this moment that his Qi movement completely changed.

boom!

The sword master's aura suddenly vibrated, and a shocking sword intent swept across the nine heavens and ten lands.

He stood in the Taoist scenery. At this moment, the Taoist scenery roared, matching his thoughts, and sending out a mighty force.

The broken Dao scenery seems to have been reconstructed, the path of swordsmanship blooms again, and the broken Dao scenery fragments around it are reconnected one by one.

The sword master's Taoist heart was reestablished, and the road to the sword... was also reconnected!

At this moment, his stone skin dissipated, the gray mist was refined by the Dao Jingdi, and he returned to normal. His majestic appearance was the same as that of Dugu Yuqing, but with the addition of a calmness that had experienced the vicissitudes of life, and a sharp edge that was bathed in the enemy's blood. Yun.

"The road is reconnected, and we can see the road ahead again... Who would have thought that back then, it was just an illusion that obscured my eyes..."

The Sword Master was filled with endless emotion. He turned his head, looked at Dugu Yuqing, and said:

"Send hello to Master for me."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

The Taoist scenery disappeared quickly, and a sacred bridge composed of an orderly avenue appeared out of nowhere.

The sword master stepped onto the sacred bridge and disappeared immediately.

…

soon.

The Sword Master arrived at the True Ancestor Realm.

The world feels it and is paying attention.

"Sword Master is here..."

"The third supreme being born."

"I have a hunch that he will also go to the Temple of Sacrifice!"

Many people are talking.

As expected, Dugu Yuqing appeared directly in the World Sacrifice State.

His energy overflowed and he was forced out of the Sacrifice Temple.

"Sword Master, what do you want to do?!"

Ning Tianji's voice sounded gloomily.

The sword master said calmly:

"come and see."

Ning Tianji sneered and said:

"See? You're not welcome here!"

The sword master raised his eyebrows slightly and said:

"Are you qualified to talk about welcome?"

"Don't you want a fight?"

"You five can come together."

All five together!

As soon as these words came out, Ning Tianji and others in the giant bronze palace were almost furious.

"I can't bear it anymore. Do you really think that the ten gods are great? I am also the ultimate one!"

Ning Tianji's big hand suddenly poked out from the Temple of Sacrifice and moved towards the Sword Master to suppress it.

However, the moment this big hand appeared, Sword Master took a quick look at it.

In his eyes, the sword intent exploded, as if it could cut through the sky!

"ah----"

A shrill scream suddenly sounded.

Ning Tianji's big hand was directly chopped off!

The giant bronze palace was stunned into silence for a moment.

"A bunch of rats..."

The sword master spoke coldly and said:

"What a waste of time!"

"Come on, let's stay alive for a few days."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Before leaving, a sword intent swept across the entire Sacrifice Divine State.

In an instant, countless dojos, incense temples, etc. all collapsed!

——When Yin Zun was born, he destroyed countless temples and other temples dedicated to the world, and later rebuilt them.

Now it has become a ruin again...

But the Temple of Sacrifice remained silent, no one dared to take action again!

The sword master disappeared.

Shortly after.

The Sword Master appeared on the Great Wall in the northern part of the True Ancestor Realm.

The bones are piled up for eternity, stretching endlessly to guard the wilderness.

The Sword Master stood in silence for a long time in front of the Great Wall. He was trying to understand how far the one who was at the End of Ten Thousand Paths had gone to kill...

The bones fortified the great wall, and how many powerful enemies were shattered to pieces...

"Greetings to the Sword Lord!"

"Greetings to the Sword Lord!"

Among the Great Wall, there were eighteen people who felt this. They stood on the Great Wall and knelt down to the Sword Master, with tears in their eyes!

Those are the Eighteen Swords of the Chen Clan. They are the greatest pride of the Chen Clan. They are all geniuses.

However, after becoming famous, none of them stayed in the clan. They all came to the border, endured loneliness, and guarded the Great Wall.

"I am about to leave, and I will have no worries in this world."

Jianyi spoke calmly, and after speaking, he stepped into the abyss.

On the Great Wall, paper money flew everywhere, and the swordsman cried.

"Opening the abyss with one sword...what a courage, what accomplishments..."

Faintly, one could still hear the sighs of the Sword Master, and then, Tianyuan became silent and completely silent.

The once famous sword master has disappeared.

In the empty abyss that blocks everything, a long bridge of light points connects the two sides of the abyss.

…

"The third supreme being, the bones fill the abyss."

On the Great Wall of Bones, an old man in white robes had scattered all the paper money in the basket. He looked at the long bridge that loomed in the abyss, his old eyes filled with worry.

"The connection with the Gray Mist Sea has been strengthened... to this extent, maybe someone can sneak over there..."

The old man looked extremely serious and said:

"We must strengthen the guard and we must not let anyone from the Gray Mist Sea come over!"

The current ancestral world... is too weak!

"General, I will personally lead the men to guard the bridge!"

Behind him, a middle-aged man in a white cloak spoke.

This person is none other than Ji Duan.

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