One sword cuts through the nine heavens

Bai Sheng and Ying Yang were pushing each other, while Cang Jiuzi was standing by with blood dripping from the bottom of his heart.

This Luo Yan sword bears the hard work of the nine elders of Kunxu Mountain for more than 20 years. Wang Chong is using the youth of the nine elders of Kunxu Mountain for more than 20 years as a favor!

"This little thief really complies with the old saying, take all the baht and use it like rubble! He is not a son of a man! The flying sword is so precious, but he just gives it away..."

Ying Yang pushed several times, but failed, so he still took the Luo Yan Sword.

He practiced the Five Elements Sword Technique, large and small, and was indeed able to use the Five Elements Sword. Now that he was using the sword a little bit, he felt that this flying sword was tailor-made for him.

When the Five Elements Qi was activated, the Luo Yan Sword's sword light changed and became thirty to forty feet long. It was actually longer than Wang Chong's Bingling Sword, and was only slightly inferior to the sword light of the Lingchi Sword.

Wang Chong's Bingling Sword is a refining sword and can only be refined once. Therefore, even if he learns how to transform the sword into a rainbow, it can only reach a length of 10 feet.

Luo Yanjian is a flying sword that is partial to refining. After the nine elders of Kunxu Mountain re-refined it, it has been refining four times, which is equivalent to Qi Bingyun's Fire Crow Sword.

That's why the sword light has soared!

Ying Yang had at least entered the golden elixir, and the skill of sword light turning into rainbow could not stop this Emei's four major disciples, the future tribulation immortal in the sky.

Wang Chong said to Cang Jiuzi with a smile on his face: "Bai Sheng is very grateful."

Cang Jiuzi hurriedly replied: "Nothing, nothing, it's a matter of course."

Wang Chong coughed and said: "I, Taoist Xuanye, the headmaster of Emei Southern Sect, want to open a furnace to refine a flying sword, but fellow Taoists also know that this flying sword is just a sword embryo when it is newly released, and it still needs to be sacrificed and refined. It takes many years to master the art of refining one's form and quality..."

Cang Jiuzi's face twitched uncontrollably, and he felt a not-so-pleasant feeling springing out from the soles of his feet.

really!

After Wang Chong said a few polite words, he said calmly: "I want to put some flying swords in Kunxu Mountain. Please help me practice a few rounds. This is a merciless request. I also hope that fellow Taoist Cang Jiuzi will do it." Don’t refuse.”

Cang Jiuzi, the old Taoist, was furious at that time and shouted: "Little Pili, don't bully others too much..."

I heard a leisurely voice coming from Jiulao Peak, saying calmly: "I, Kunxu Mountain, can help fellow Taoist refining the sword for three rounds. Whether it is divided equally among the three or used in one mouth, it is your choice, fellow Taoist!"

Cang Jiuzi shouted unwillingly: "Mountain Master!"

The voice laughed and said: "Elder Cang, don't be like this. After fifty years of hard work, just up and down the Kunxu Mountain, is it not a good thing to be able to make friends with the people from the Emei Southern Sect?"

Wang Chong laughed loudly, cupped his hands and shouted: "The mountain master's kindness, Bai Shengsheng accepted it."

With a long laugh, he pulled Ying Yang Huahong away.

Cang Jiuzi looked at this guy's escaping light and felt an indescribable arrogance, which blocked his thousand-year-old heart to the point of suffocation!

He sighed and shouted: "Mountain Master! Are you really going to let this little thief be so arrogant?"

The voice said calmly: "Let's see how arrogant he is."

Cang Jiuzi tasted it carefully, his spirits suddenly lifted, and he shouted: "It is the master of the sect who has foresight, and let us in Kunxu Mountain sit back and watch the success or failure of this son. He is so arrogant, sooner or later he will be unlucky."

The voice said faintly: "Elder Cang Jiuzi... I mean, if we endure it longer, until Xuan Ye, Ouyang, and Bai Sheng all ascend, our life will be better."

Elder Cang Jiuzi gave up all his immortality and was filled with inexplicable grief and anger. He pointed at heaven and asked, "Why does heaven have no eyes..."

As soon as he said these words, there was a thunderbolt, which frightened the old Taoist and quickly pulled back his hands.

Ying Yang flew far away and then asked in a low voice: "Senior Brother Bai Sheng, you just used the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique, but it was hidden and not released. What kind of technique is this?"

Wang Chong smiled and said: "It's a small doorway, you just need to circulate the Qi like this..."

The little thief demon told Ying Yang a trick. Ying Yang cast the golden elixir, and naturally he also used the thunder method. He raised his hand and struck a thunder, and as expected, the thunder light was muted and disappeared into the void.

A moment later, lightning suddenly exploded in the void without warning.

Ying Yang was stunned for a moment, and immediately said happily: "Senior Brother Bai Sheng, this thunder technique is so exquisite."

Wang Chong said with a smile: "It's a small Dharma door that can't be put on the stage. How can it be discussed in a subtle way?"

Ying Yang said with joy on his face: "If during a fight, dozens of thunder spells are ambushed in advance, and the enemy is led into the circle of thunder spell ambush, I am afraid that even the enemy who is slightly better will be hated on the spot."

Wang Chong put on a cowardly face and gave some pointers on the secrets of the thunder method, how to make the thunder method lurk deeper, how to control the timing of the thunder method's explosion, how to coordinate with the swordsmanship...

Ying Yang nodded repeatedly when he heard this, and he was filled with admiration in his heart. He thought to himself: "I have lost three thousand one hundred and twenty games in a row. There is really no injustice. Senior Brother Bai Sheng is truly a genius in fighting."

"That's all for the various mysterious skills. Even in simple swordsmanship, he is really better than me dozens of times..."

Wang Chong also didn't know that Ying Yang praised him so much. His Taoism was at a higher level than Ying Yang's, and he was polished by Xuan Ye, who was almost the best swordsman in the universe, with all his efforts for twenty-three years. I don’t know how many times I have fought with swords. How could I not win against Ying Yang, a “bitter boy” who had never been out, had very little fighting experience, and had no serious master to teach him?

Ying Yang flew with Wang Chong for a while, and suddenly shouted: "Senior Brother Bai Sheng! Why is it not the way to the west? I understand, you must have stories like Kunxu Mountain. I guess you invited again Who can help refine the treasure?"

"Yuntai Mountain? Daluo Palace? Or Wudang Sect..."

Wang Chong looked embarrassed, and thought to himself: "Junior brother Ying Yang, you may become so powerful as a Tribulation Immortal in the future. Using these sects is like using a servant, but we brothers can't do that now!"

"You are the only one who can make the golden elixir, and I am only the second-hand Yang Zhen..."

"We brothers can't handle these families!"

Ying Yang guessed several results, and he admired Wang Chong even more. He thought to himself: "In my family of Emei Mountain, how can there be such a free and easy person like Brother Bai Sheng? What kind of flying sword magic weapon do you want? You don't need to practice it at home, naturally. There are big sects rushing to help.”

"The elders of Kunxu Mountain are so enthusiastic! They helped to refining the Luo Yan Sword. The nine elders worked together. It took them more than twenty years to refine this flying sword. You know, ordinary real people must have It only takes one hundred years to refine the body. Not to mention, my senior brother Bai Sheng casually mentioned that I wanted them to help me refine the Taibai Lingguang Sword. Kunxu Mountain was afraid that the business would be robbed, so he hurriedly agreed. "

"Even the mountain master of Kunxu Mountain said: Isn't it a good thing to be able to make friends with the people of the Southern Emei Sect after fifty years of hard work on Kunxu Mountain?"

The more Ying Yang thought about it, the more Wang Chong became more and more embarrassed.

Yan Dzizhu sent a chill: Bah, you are just too proud and lost.