Xuanhuan: Me!Start the creation of Tianji Pavilion

"Not as good as me."

The fairy knife that took human form spit out human words, and the sound was like metal and iron clattering. Between the words, cracks appeared in the void where he stood, and the horror can be seen.

"The swordsman is the king of soldiers."

"The swordsman is the king of soldiers."

"Among my Three Realms, there has never been a cultivator who has cultivated the Dao of the Sword so far."

"Try two tricks."

Mo Jianyi opened his mouth, and chanted the divine sword in his hand, every move was full of elegance and calmness, like a modest gentleman, not good at fighting.

"The sword of this seat will see blood when it is unsheathed, and life and death can be divided in a confrontation."

"You, think clearly."

The No. [-] Immortal Knife of the Blade Clan exuded a condensed evil spirit, and the countless knives standing behind him retreated again and again, not daring to get too close.

"Come on."

The sound of the sword shook the sky!

The sword moves like wind and thunder!

In an instant, the sky and the earth turned into a field of life and death. Countless sword lights and sword shadows filled every corner. Casually leaking a trace of sword energy and sword light would split the void, penetrate the mountains, and cut down the rivers.

With a radius of ten thousand miles, anyone who dares to step inside will be turned into blood mud in an instant.

The duel between the two peaks of true immortals also represents the duel between two worlds, the victor and the loser, the winner gets everything, and the loser loses everything.

"Chichi..."

There was a tooth-piercing sound, like a sharp knife cutting through the solid ice, and the shadows of swords and swords in the sky were cleared, revealing the scarred and empty land.

Mo Jianyi's posture was calm, a strand of broken hair fell down, and there was a bloodstain on his neck, which could not heal for a long time.

But this 9000 million-year-old fairy knife has a hole in its chest, which can just accommodate a sword to pass through it. The wound inside reveals a metal-like texture, and no blood flows out.

"I know the way of sword power very well."

"Although your sword possesses the domineering aura unique to the Dao of the Sword and crushes everything, it is still in the category of strength after all. It is [-]% similar to the strength of the sword."

"If you can't break through, this life will stop here."

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Chapter 277

Mo Jianyi stood with his hands behind his back, the heart sword turned into a clear radiance, retracted into his body like water, looking down at the human form transformed by the fairy sword with a slightly desolate gaze, feeling a little lonely.

The height is not cold.

With today's swords and other weapons, the eyes of many practitioners are too narrow. When they first practiced, they wanted to break the human body, cut off trees, and split waterfalls. In the river, a ray of breath can lead to a person's head, and further upwards, it is nothing but a sword to level the mountains and seas, and a sword to break the sky.

But these are all within the scope of "force". Blindly pursuing the strength of moves and invincibility of power has deviated from the charm of swords and weapons and failed to comprehend their true meaning.

He is called the sword fairy, not really invincible in the world, the fairy of the way of the sword, but he has truly comprehended the charm of the sword, and what he walks is the real way of the sword. The immortal rhyme is the foundation that supports his strength.

"I lost."

The No. [-] Immortal Knife of the Blade Clan had a gloomy look in his eyes.

"Items from the Blade Clan are up to you to ask for."

"I hope it won't hurt the lives of the clansmen."

……

In one day, Mo Jianyi swept across seven tiny worlds, and defeated several existences that were infinitely close to the Immortal King with a single stroke of his heart sword. His strength is evident.

The materials of the sword world became abundant in an instant.

Tianji Pavilion.

"Senior Pavilion Master."

"Junior, please buy the opportunity to become the Immortal King!"

Mo Jianyi presented a storage ring and said respectfully.

"Didn't I say that after a hundred years, I will become the Immortal King?"

"Based on your current accumulation, it is indeed beyond the limit of ordinary true immortals. If you want to become an immortal king, it is barely enough."

"However, the road to the top is indeed a bit difficult."

"Go out, fight with all walks of life, and settle down for another 20 years."

Ye Changqing picked up the Immortal Emperor Spirit Tea and drank it all in one gulp. The space-time emperor seal between his brows emitted a faint glow, absorbing the immortal energy contained in the spirit tea.

When the calm eyes fell on Mo Jianyi, countless figures of Mo Jianyi were reflected, walking out of countless possibilities.

He chose a path that was most suitable for Mo Jianyi, and arranged for him to become the Immortal King 20 years later.

Now, there is no need to disrupt this future with additional material purchase opportunities.

"I... I will obey the decree of the elders."

Mo Jianyi saluted gracefully, his face was calm, and he had already experienced countless battles between heaven and man in his heart.

The world changed, and in a blink of an eye, he had already returned to Jianshen Mountain.

"call……"

He took a deep breath to calm himself down.

"Since there is a heart-moving sword, at this moment, my heart is fluctuating so much because of the Immortal King Realm that is close at hand."

"My will is really not honed enough."

After thinking about it, he got up again and rushed into the worlds outside the Three Realms without hesitation, wandering and experiencing.

……

Three days have passed since Ye Changqing merged with all the tiny worlds in the Western Chaos Sea.

It is normal for ordinary practitioners, even saints, to digest some insights and several months pass in a blink of an eye.