The white moonlight dressed as the Demon Sword Sovereign

Kunlun Jianzong cultivates swords, just like Yaochi cultivates Qin, Penglai cultivates medicine, and Daleiyin Temple cultivates Buddhism.

There has always been no shortage of sword masters to challenge the sword master, but he has never seen a Mahayana sword master who is stuck on the day of the succession ceremony to challenge the Kunlun sword master.

On the viewing platform, all the sects of the Taoist sects in the Northern Territory looked at this grizzled old Taoist in amazement.

He wanted to make Kunlun have no room to back off, so that Beitang Hanye must accept this challenge today, otherwise this succession ceremony, which was intended to show the strength of Kunlun Sword Sect to the four realms and the three seas, would become a joke.

However, based on their assessment of the strength gap between the two, Beitang Hanye's sword just now is certainly formidable, but he has just entered the tribulation stage after all, and there is a whole big gap between this sword cultivator who has completed the Mahayana stage.

If he refuses to fight, it will hurt the face of Kunlun and the entire Northern Territory; but if he does, he loses, and the Northern Territory still cannot hold its head up in front of the other three realms today.

The system heard Chu Yiyang say in a low voice: "Trouble."

Based on his understanding of Beitang Hanye, today he is the Kunlun Sword Master, the leader of the realm, not to mention the Mahayana sword cultivator, even if he returns to immortality, he will not take a step back.

He thought, and looked towards Beitang Hanye, and sure enough, he saw that he was holding the Qiankun sword in his hand, looking up slightly at the Mahayana sword cultivator in front of him, the indifferent expression on his face remained unchanged, but the sword intent on his body was stronger point.

It seems that the whole person has turned into a peerless fierce sword, which makes people unable to stare at it.

Chu Yiyang thought back to the way of killing that he practiced, the more advanced he was, the more difficult it was to control his killing heart, and every time he fought against someone, he would slide a bit towards complete madness.

That's why he would fall into the devil's path as a sword master in the future-this practice method itself has too many flaws.

A change in the main plot of this world will cause a chain reaction that is completely unpredictable.

If Beitang Hanye takes part in the battle today, the moment of obsession will be earlier. Even Chu Yiyang is not sure that he can get back the main plot again.

There was a commotion on the viewing platform.

People from the other three realms who came to watch the ceremony could not speak on this occasion, but the Xuanmen of the North Realm couldn't help it. After all, they and the Kunlun Sword Sect were both prosperous and equally prosperous, and both were harmed.

At the moment, the elders of the various factions couldn't help but said: "Today is a great day for Jian Zun's succession. Isn't it too shameless for Daoist friends to disrupt the situation like this?" If he wins, there will be no glory on this face, and I don't know what this old man thinks.

Chu Yiyang heard the elders who didn't know which faction behind him and said angrily: "I don't know where this is a casual cultivator. I am confused after cultivating in the cave. I don't know the things in the world, and I actually choose such a day to spoil the fun."

However, they still wanted to persuade them, "Fellow Daoists, why don't you sit down and discuss the challenge in the long term."

However, no matter how much he persuaded him, the old Taoist standing in the air remained unmoved, his gaze was only on Beitang Hanye from the beginning to the end, as if he was the only one in his eyes.

The chief officers who were also on the viewing platform remained silent from the beginning to the end. After Beitang took over the order of Kunlun and became the new sword master, only he could make decisions on such matters.

And after some persuasion, the elders of the various factions who found that they had been completely ignored could only calm down after realizing that their words were useless.

The quietness that could be heard before falling needles was restored on the viewing platform. At this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded in the frozen frost and snow clouds.

Although his voice was not high, the special rhythm in it attracted everyone's attention: "You have misidentified the person."

Hearing these five words, the old Taoist in the sky reacted for the first time.

On the viewing platform, including the challenged Beitang Hanye, everyone looked towards the speaker, only to see the young master Jinling dressed in red and wearing the iconic golden bell hairpin on his right ear with his eyes downcast, looking up. Picking up the wine jug, he poured liquor into the glass on the table.

"Jianzun Beitang has practiced for less than a hundred years, how can we make a promise for a hundred years with you? You should be looking for his master Jianzun Shen Zhuo, but it is a pity that he has passed away and is no longer in this world."

Hearing his words, everyone reacted - that's right, the sword cultivator who came out of nowhere just now did say that he was here for a century-old agreement, but Beitang Sword Master has not practiced Taoism for less than a hundred years.

Moreover, he only mentioned that he came to challenge Kunlun Sword Master, but he didn't say which one.

To be able to make an appointment for the next battle with a Mahayana Dzogchen sword cultivator, and with an aura similar to that of Beitang Hanye, who can make a sword cultivator who has subconsciously cultivated to the point of ignorance of the world's affairs admit his mistakes, only the previous sword master Shen Zhuo.

As soon as they figured this out, everyone's faces became better.

It was Shen Jianzun who made the agreement with him back then, but now that Shen Jianzun has passed away, the hundred-year agreement naturally doesn't count, and there is no need to fight today.

At this time, seeing Young Master Jinling in the Jianzun's succession ceremony like this is self-assessing and acting like no one else, although it is a bit ostentatious, but he pointed out the loopholes of the matter in this way to avoid a battle, but it made them feel that he was Just informal.

Chu Yiyang's jug and cups were taken out by the maid behind him.

He deliberately filled the glass with wine, picked it up, then looked at Beitang Han Ye who was standing a foot away, made a toast gesture to him, raised his hand and drank the wine in the glass.

The system asked: "Is this all right?"

Chu Yiyang said: "I'm not sure."

But obviously what he said just now shook the Mahayana Sword Cultivator who was in a somewhat wrong state.

The divine light in the old man's eyes added a bit of confusion.

He lowered his head, thinking of many things in his mind.

Those fragments flashed before his eyes like fleeting images. After a long time, after everyone waited, he finally raised his head and said, "I did find it on the mountain path."

He looked at Beitang Hanye, "Your sword intent and killing aura do resemble the person I'm looking for, but no matter how similar you are, you're not him after all."

Hearing this, everyone was relieved - great!If you figure out that you have found the wrong person, then there is no need to fight this battle.

However, Beitang Hanye, who had seen the white pawn falling into his chess position and heard the words of Penglai Island Master, still did not dissipate his fighting spirit.

Sure enough, the next moment, the confusion in the eyes of the old Taoist dissipated, the divine light became firm again, and the aura on his body began to rise sharply, "But so what? I came here for this battle! He is dead, and you are his disciple. It's up to you to fulfill the century-old agreement for your ancestor!"

The wind blows again on the viewing platform!

Those frozen clouds of frost and snow were smashed, and the young monks affected by the sword intent of this Mahayana sword cultivator all felt pain in the sea of ​​consciousness, and couldn't help vomiting blood.

What a terrifying power!

What a terrifying sword intent!

The expressions of the elders of the various sects changed dramatically, and they hurriedly returned to protect them. Various magic weapon rays of light bloomed on the viewing platform, but they were crumbling under the violent aura.At this moment, a pure white light suddenly diffused from Penglai's seat, which strengthened the aura of these crumbling magic weapons, and made the elders of all factions feel less pressured.

Immediately afterwards, the golden light on the white-haired old man spread towards the four fields like an exploding star.

The majestic sword light formed the sword field, standing in front of the Yuxu Palace, he had not spoken a word from the beginning to the end, and only raised his aura to the peak, including Beitang Hanye who was waiting to fight him.

The Mahayana sword cultivator with unknown origins, and the youngest sword master in the four realms and three seas, the two of them rose to the same height after the shocking sword cry.Beitang Hanye's robe and black hair flew behind him in the gust of wind, that face that surpassed all four worlds did not have the fear of facing a powerful enemy, only endless fighting spirit.

He was born to kill, and he died to kill.

Outside the sky, black snow clouds circled and gathered again, and the blizzard between heaven and earth broke out again. The shadow of the Frost Dragon emerged from the clouds, and rushed towards the golden sword field with its head raised and roaring.

The people below were blessed by the island lord of Penglai, and finally got a respite from the terrifying sword repair battle.

They watched the battle between the two in horror, and saw that in the light of the sword that forcibly opened up a field between heaven and earth, every sword that the white-haired old man stabbed at Beitang Hanye was an extremely sharp and life-threatening sword.

One sword, two swords, three swords... Every sword is simple, yet ever-changing.

All the sword cultivators present, no matter what sect or sect, could see their own sword skills from this minimalist arc, and it also made them feel that every sword fell into their eyes, making them feel unavoidable!

However, in the sword field of this Mahayana sword cultivator, Beitang Hanye used the Qiankun sword in his hand to defuse the sword style attacking him one after another.

Frost Dragon let out a roar, and its slender body was entrenched on the light cocoon, as if it just wanted to break through the formation on the sky pillar and leave a sword mark on it, its five claws and body worked together.

Seeing that the sword after sword he swung was blocked by Beitang Hanye, the light in the old Taoist's eyes became brighter and brighter.

The speed of his sword is getting slower and slower, but one sword almost cut off Beitang Hanye's arm, another sword was only one point away from cutting his throat, and another sword pierced through his chest, Bring out a pod of blood flowers.

The scars left by the sword became deeper and deeper, but the fighting spirit in Beitang Hanye's eyes became stronger and stronger, and the murderous aura around him gradually spread in the experienced field of breaking the sky sword.

The light on the old Taoist's body became brighter and brighter, and among the older monks watching the battle between the two below, from the incomparable sword style and the increasing wounds and splashed blood on Beitang Hanye's body, finally Someone remembered this old-fashioned origin:

"Heaven-breaking sword... this is the sky-breaking sword intent!"

Hundreds of years ago, there was a peerless swordsman who was born in the southern region and learned from others, intending to integrate the swordsmanship he had learned in this life into his "32 Heaven-breaking Styles".

In order to comprehend the last sword "Ten Thousand Swords Return to One", Potianjian closed the death test. Before the retreat, he made a hundred-year agreement with Kunlun Sword Master Shen Zhuo. The last sword practice is the day they will fight to the death.

However, Shen Zhuo couldn't restrain his killing heart, and finally died in Kunlun.

Po Tianjian did not catch up with the deadline, comprehending his last sword——

In other words, he has been dead for many years!

In this world where there is no reincarnation, and if you don't go to the shrine, you will fall into the netherworld, he is a ghost that shouldn't exist!

No wonder no one on the viewing platform recognized him when he showed up.

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The author has something to say:

Damn it didn't arrive again, so I won't make a wish.

To change the method, I vowed to double update tomorrow.

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