After coaxing old enemies into avatars

The number one Huai Yu Jianjun in the world actually fought back and forth with an unknown swordsman. If this had been said before, the entire cultivation world would have regarded it as a joke.

But when this scene really appeared in front of them, everyone was shocked, nothing more.

The clouds were so dense that the sky could not be seen, only the continuous thunderstorms, like unprovoked scourges, showed that the sword king in the fairy world had encountered a strong enemy.

The thunderbolt sword intent cut across the sky, under the pressure, it seemed as if the stars were split open, and the sound of pattering rain gradually fell. The people standing on the top of the mountain thought that the rainstorm was coming, but they didn't expect someone to shout One cry: "Blood!"

The evil spirit of blood slowly shrouded, the pillars of heaven collapsed, and the mountains and seas fell.

The disciples guarding the Spirit Gathering Formation outside Yuanxing Palace looked at the scene in front of them, their canthus cracked: "...the sky, the sky is cracked!"

The extremely strong coercion suddenly fell to the ground, and many disciples of the seven major sects were forced to lose their heads by the overwhelming sword intent.

"...that person has a demonic aura, is he a demon?" Under the clouds, someone finally caught a glimpse of the sky, and said anxiously.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" He Tianshi interrupted in a cold voice, pretending to be calm and retorting, "How could people from the Demon Realm be at this time... Doesn't this make it look like we are the ones colluding with the Demon Cultivators!"

"But, but that's Huaiyu Sword Lord!" Another disciple said, "The sky is fissuring, and the demon world is coming menacingly... Now, should we go to help now?"

When people's hearts were shaken, Elder Huang raised his sleeves: "You can see the demon world rushing out to encircle and suppress Huai Yujianjun. Why can't you think that maybe this is the Yuanxing Palace that caused public outrage, and the Three Realms are hard to pacify?"

As soon as this remark came out, thousands of Taoist monks from the seven major sects were stunned.

Xue Tingbai snorted coldly: "That's right, what if Yuan Xinggong seeks skin from Mian'an and Hu, but suffers backlash?"

It is easier to blame others than to admit it yourself, and someone immediately followed up: "You are right, the path of bitter demons in the cultivation world and the Yuanxing Palace have been around for a long time! Why don't we sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, and when we both lose, we will wipe them all out!" !"

Zhou Tian and the stars twisted and cracked, and Mian An's spiritual pulse was turbulent and collapsed.

Feeling the avalanche-like tremor under her feet, Yu Tong quickly moved to Sheng Huaizhao's side: "Why, what's wrong? We're not being besieged by the Three Realms, are we going to be wiped out?"

Sheng Huaizhao raised his hand and lightly touched his wrist: "Don't be afraid."

This sentence can only comfort the little fox, after all, what he said earlier has already summarized the facts.

They were besieged and wiped out.

"Master... actually lost the wind?" Xie Jinyi couldn't believe it, and folded his hands and took out the sky-viewing mirror, but what he saw was the people of Yuanxing Palace who were fighting endlessly.

Someone in the sky restrained Huai Yujian Lord?

There was still no movement in the system, even if Sheng Huaizhao wanted to see what was going on in the sky right now, he couldn't.

Moreover, due to the fission of the sky, the Mian'an Immortal Island above the spiritual veins is gradually disintegrating due to the collapse of the spiritual energy, and cracks are slowly appearing in the sect's great formation that has stood firm for a hundred years.

"I didn't expect that one day Mian'an would be punished with such vicious actions!" Jiang Chenxian's face became more and more cold, as if he had finally made up his mind, he raised his hand and summoned a disciple, "Go and get Madam and Wanzhu away Mian An, I..."

Ziyaojian was raised to him suddenly, blocking Jiang Chenxian's last words, Xie Jinyi said in a very low voice, "With me, you take Huaizhao and the others to leave together."

Jiang Chen was slightly stunned, and sullenly said: "I am the young master of Mian'an! Now it is my father who is fighting the enemy outside, Mian'an is such a big fairy island..."

"Jiang Chenxian." Xie Jinyi pressed his shoulders, "Whether you win or lose, Yuanxing Palace will be an enemy of the Three Realms in the future. You still have a city to protect, so don't lose the hearts of the people."

Sheng Huaizhao lowered his eyes, now the so-called "Three Realms" are the mob who have been instigated and instigated by people with few words, Yuan Xing Palace is the enemy of the Three Realms, can Mian An stay out of the matter?

But mortals and monks are still separated by a sky moat. The so-called truth they can touch has long been muddy by the seven major sects. Life is short. I just ask the people of today what answers they want, and what they want is peace.

If the seven great sects can give them the "peace" they need, can calm down the turmoil in the world, and save them from fire and water, then the black ones will be white ones.

Yun Jian had a panoramic view of Sheng Huaizhao's expression, his dark pupils were dizzy with deep meaning, he raised his sword and said, "Young Master Jiang."

Sheng Huaizhao's thoughts stopped slightly, and he slowly raised his gaze.

Yun Jian said lightly, "Huai Zhao will leave it to you."

"Yun Jian." When he came back to his senses, his other hand had already touched the back of Yun Jian's hand.

He wanted to hand himself over to Jiang Chenxian, implying that he wanted to fight with Xie Jinyi.

Yun Jian pressed lightly along his knuckles, and Sheng Huaizhao felt a faint aura filling his blood, like another kind of intertwined lingering.

"Yunjian..." Sheng Huaizhao held his hand, and just wanted to say that if you can't beat him, you should focus on saving your life, but then realized that this is the male lead.

In the original book, he is the supreme sword fairy who helps the world and has a heart of righteousness. He kills evil with one sword and brings peace to the world.

The more it is like this, the less likely he is to run away.

Untimely, Sheng Huaizhao thought of that sentence - the person I like is an unrivaled hero.

He smiled lightly, and scolded this as a sudden symptom of the Second Second Disease.

The handle pinned to the waist fell into the palm of the hand: "Jieyin."

When he finished speaking, he surrendered the handle to Yun Jian's hand, and the sword spirit changed hands before he could react.

Xie Jinyi stared at the sword, and even without taking it out of its sheath, he could still feel the strong aura attached to it. This sword was even far superior to the Ziyao Sword.

But Sheng Huaizhao gave the sword to Yun Jian.

Mian'an's spirit-gathering formation completely collapsed, and Sheng Huaizhao stepped onto the teleportation formation set up by Yuanxing Palace disciples: "Yun Jian."

The young man standing in front of him looked up at him with a slight smile: "Wait for me."

The formation is closed, and when the sweetheart is far away, Yun Jian suppresses all the softness, and the awe-inspiring murderous aura that belongs to the sword cultivator is born under his feet, even Xie Jinyi is a little horrified.

"Thank you Daojun." Unsheathed, the sword array was stepped between by Yun Jian, the young man said softly, "The outside of the city will be handed over to you, and I will go up to help Sword Lord."

"Okay." Xie Jinyi clenched the hilt of his sword, turned away from the boy and walked away.

In the Nine Heavens, the overwhelming evil spirit spread, Huai Yujianjun's white robe fluttered, and the silver thread was stained with blood, showing the unruliness that had been restrained for a hundred years.

He himself is an extremely warlike swordsman. Before he became a demigod, he used his sword to prove his way and fought all over the world.

Zhaoyue Sword forced back the filth on the sword, and the scorching sword intent of the sun and the moon until the impossible demon appeared on the ground again.

"who are you?"

Asking this sentence, Huai Yujian Jun felt that it was futile, because he had already felt it when the sword intent confronted, this is a dead body.

It has no consciousness, no awareness of pain, and has been fighting him with its superb sword intent and endless devil energy that came from nowhere.

Zhaoyue sword lifted the "dead corpse"'s hand horizontally, and when the wrist bone was crushed, thick and foul blood flowed out.

Just as Huai Yu was about to give him a fatal blow, he found that he was clearly dead, but his eye sockets were gradually moistened by the cloth strips.

"...killed... me." The voice was hoarse and low, but it was still a female voice.

Zhao Yuejian staggered his pulse, Huai Yu frowned.

This "dead corpse" actually regained its sanity at this moment, and asked himself to kill it?

"Huaiyu." But when he was distracted, an invisible breath suddenly fell to his side, followed by severe pain spreading from his chest!

The Demon Venerable was attached to his shoulder, like the most evil obstacle in the world: "These years, I think about you...so hard."

The centipede held in his palm suddenly burrowed into the flesh, and in just a split second, Huai Yu felt the insidious devilish energy instantly spread out!

Zhaoyue trembled, Huaiyu hadn't even reacted to the pain, but instinctively responded.

Mozun waved his clothes and retreated away, stopping at the side of the black-robed man Mo Ren who stood in the distance, looking like a bystander overlooking the whole situation.

"Your formation technique is really brilliant. You broke through the sword master's spiritual consciousness in such a way that he didn't realize it at all," Mozun said triumphantly, "This worm is not as difficult to grow as I imagined."

The Gu worm that had just been stabbed into Huai Yujian Jun's chest was called Zhushen.The implication is that all the gods in the heavens can die because of it, not to mention Huai Yu, a demigod.

As the moon swung down, Huai Yu could feel the aura in his body flowing against his tendons, coughing up a mouthful of blood from the corner of his lips, and even his vision was blurred by three points!

"Is it painful?" Mozun smiled sinisterly.

Mo Ren said that it was a Gu worm specially bred for the Sword Lord, which took the evil spirit of heaven and earth, and obeyed the forbidden curse of the way of heaven.

Huai Yujian Jun tried to use his internal force to force out the Gu worms, but found that his own internal force was indifferent to the Gu worms!

... Another ancient forbidden technique? !Why did the former master of weapon cultivation master so many forbidden techniques!

He lifted his sword and raised his eyes, the demigod realm opened up between his pupils, and the magic-breaking formation settled in between.

Huai Yu finally saw clearly at this moment, there was still a light hidden behind Mo Ren.

"It's useless," Mo Ren said indifferently, "It's already said that Heaven wants you to die."

Mozun raised his hand, seeing that he could get rid of his confidant's serious troubles from this world, a brand new sword intent broke through the wind!

When the chest pierced through and shattered the magic core, the moment he turned his head in astonishment, what he saw was the Shura-like young man in the previous magic-suppressing bead barrier.

"Here we come." Mo Ren's black robe was blown away, and he looked at Yun Jian, whose aura was soaring in front of him, his eyes became scarlet.

The little crying bag that he let him knead and play with in the palm of his hand, can grow into a person who is unparalleled in the world.

A sword with the intent to roll over mountains and seas, it is the young man's wanton and unruly killing intent, but it is wrapped in a hatred that is purer than Huai Yu.

Mo Ren guessed that he had already cultivated well, but he didn't expect that Yun Jian would make people tremble more than he imagined.

Today's Mozun has been infused with aura from his "master", and even his cultivation is two realms higher than when he was at the peak, but Yun Jian is just a sword...

"what--"

Suddenly screams came from behind, and Mo Ren turned his head, but what he saw was that the demon core in the demon king's chest was completely shattered, turned into a dark stream and gathered in Yun Jian's palm, he raised his hand, which was still in Huai Yu's body The former complacent demon dissipated.

One hit kill.

"Don't panic." The voice from the depths of the soul consciousness slowly sounded, as if strangling the back of Mo Ren's neck, forcing him to calm down.

"You still have the god of death."

Correct……

Correct!

He also has God of Execution!

It's his master, it's the Dao of Heaven... The unique and peerless Gu worm that broke through the entire world and was bred from the mysteries of fortunetelling!

Huaiyu was destroyed as a demigod because of this, and Yun remonstrated with a sword cultivator... Yun remonstrated with a sword cultivator who could not even compare with Huaiyu, how could he resist?

Mo Ren calmed down, and after avoiding the deadly sword intent of the knife, he used the puppet technique to re-dominate the previous medicine man.

But just as the soul thread controlled by his fingertips rose, a sword blade fell from behind and chopped him off in the middle!

Coughing blood from his mouth, Mo Ren turned his head in disbelief, only to find that half of his body had fallen into Yun Jian's hands, and it turned into dust and disappeared like a withered and decayed branch!

Huaiyu was protected by the Zhaoyue sword in the formation, although he couldn't move, he could clearly see the situation outside.

Yun Jian's cultivation base is being rapidly promoted...not so much promotion as degeneration.

When he probed the young man's cultivation before, although he knew that there was a magic core in his body, but limited by the sword intent of the righteous way, the magic core was always restrained and did not exert its maximum effect.

But now, the young man has no scruples to use the magic core in order to improve his cultivation... He has embarked on a dead end that cannot be turned back.

Yun Jian will be misunderstood by everyone, will not be tolerated by the righteous way, and will never be farewell to Tiandi Jianxin.

He killed the Demon Lord, but became the new... Lord of the Demon Realm.

Zheng——

Seeing that Mo Ren's heart was about to be pierced, the tip of a sword suddenly pierced the blade.

The medicine man stood up and stood in front of Mo Ren.

Yun Jian's eyes turned red, and he pinched the medicine man's neck with one hand.

"Yunjian!" Mo Renxiang grabbed the last straw and held the Gu worm tightly in his hand.

"Yun Jian, aren't you curious, who destroyed Ganci Temple, and who killed Duan Qing?" He revealed the last trump card to everyone, "Who left behind those sword intents that are exactly the same as yours? "

His words bought time to breathe, and Yun Jian realized that the medicine man pinched in his palm was choking.

"...kill... me." The female voice's plea was clearer than before before Huaiyu.

The killing intent that was on the verge of peak suddenly fell, and the chaotic past was clearly settled.

He has heard the voice.

Yao Renshuang's current ribbon fell with the wind, and a pair of despairing and dead eyes appeared in front of the boy.

The boy's vision is shattered.

"Have you forgotten, your mother still told you not to stray into the magic way when she slaughtered Zhuoyue Zong's family..." Mo Ren raised his hand and turned his blade, stabbing Shenshen into Yun Jian's chest, "If you forget, Just look into her eyes again..."

"She is in your arms right now, Yun Jian. The demon cultivator who killed your father's family, slaughtered the Ganci Temple, and turned Yaocheng upside down is your mother!"

Huai Yu clutched his chest, feeling that the wind in his ears had disappeared.

That was Yun Jian's mother, the wife of the Juyue Sect's suzerain who had fallen into a demon and killed her father to prove the Tao.

No wonder the sword intents are so similar, it turned out to be of the same origin.

No wonder she cried and begged herself to kill her before.

"Yun Jian, don't listen to him, you..." Huai Yu tried his best to regain the boy's mind, but found that the front of Yun Jian's chest was completely stained red with blood.

late.

Huai Yu slowly raised his head, looked at the chaos in the world, and raised his hands towards the spiritual core, wanting to die in martyrdom. When he died with Mo Ren and the "Day of Heaven" behind him, a dark thunder fell from the input of the sky.

The thunder that fell suddenly stripped everyone's sight, and the Nine Heavens was like hell.

Mo Ren watched the young man hold the corrupt and withered medicine man in his arms, tears fell silently from his eyes.

"My mother." The young man's voice was calm, with a stern coldness that made one's heart and soul stifled, "I died when I was drinking the Moon Sect."

The body of the medicine man perished in the thunder, Mo Ren subconsciously dived into the sea of ​​consciousness, and looked helplessly at his "master": "He, why hasn't he been punished..."

"Heavenly Way" just smiled indifferently: because, this is your destiny.

Mo Ren couldn't understand, he just asked for help hoarsely, only to find that the light that stayed in his soul consciousness had left and dissipated from the sea of ​​consciousness.

——The next moment, it was wiped out.

Huai Yu was suddenly stunned, and saw that the Buddha True Fire from Yuanxing Palace Tianwaitian was introduced here at some point to surround him, and the scorching fire burned away the poison in his body.

Although it was painful, he could feel Zhushen being forced out of his body.

Who helped him extradite the real fire?

Huai Yu was stunned for a moment, then heard another dark thunder!

It was even more earth-shattering than when he confronted Moxiu before, the Three Realms mourned for it, and all things bowed down.

It's cloud remonstrance.

One weight, two weights... 23 weights, 24... 98, 99 weights!

The ninety-nine dark thunders of the Heavenly Dao settled down, and a world of demon kings recast their spirit bodies.

He completely gave up the kendo he had practiced over the years, and instead used the magic core that Sheng Huaizhao had given him for his own use.

"Yun Jian?" Huai Yu felt the strangeness of the young man, and subconsciously wanted to call his name.

However, as soon as the words fell, the young man's figure leaned forward, and Huaiyu was trapped by the real fire, so he could only watch helplessly as he fell to the ground.

Xie Jinyi stood in front of the Yuanxing Palace and was fighting the seven major sects, but the 99 dark thunders in the sky that shook the three realms were enough to make the three realms hold their breath.

In the seven major sects, some disciples were already unable to stand due to fear: "What's going on? This, isn't the sword king and the demon cultivator fighting at this gate? Why is there a sign of crossing the catastrophe?"

"It's an ominous sign, the great devil is here!" He Tianshi's fate plate shattered to the ground, and he fell into a sickly mad state, "The three realms, the three realms will be destroyed..."

Before the second half of the sentence was spoken, a handle was scratched across his neck.

Blood fell to the ground, and the body of He Tianshi was trampled by Yun Jian.

Xie Jinyi hasn't reacted yet, Xue Tingbai, Elder Huang... all the decent people who spoke rudely before and wanted to kill Mian'an with the righteous way as the banner, were all admonished by Yun to the sword.

When the group of mobs named after the Three Realms came to their senses, they could only watch other people's blood splashing on themselves, and then screamed in panic!

"Yunjian!" Xie Jinyi didn't know why he suddenly started killing, and stepped forward to stop him.

Yun Jian waved the remaining blood on the handle, and the evil spirit became an obstacle, forcing the person in front of him to retreat.

Xie Jinyi raised his eyes, only to realize that the two red marks under Yun Jian's eyes had turned into flames, scorching the once clear and pure pupils to a frightening degree.

"Demon, he's a demon..." The disciple suppressed by Yun Jian who couldn't raise his hand howled mournfully, "Save me, I don't want to die under Mo Xiu's hands!"

"The demon cultivator who fought with Huai Yujianjun earlier, was that you?"

"His cultivation is higher than that of the Demon Lord! He must be lying in ambush here, trying to harm the entire cultivation world!"

Accusations, insults, panic... One hand is too low, and one sword seals the throat.

Yun Jian narrowed his eyes and glanced at Xie Jinyi, then walked silently towards the direction where Sheng Huaizhao and the others were hiding.

Xie Jinyi turned around to chase after him, but the surviving monks suddenly rushed up.

"Mr. Dao, you have to decide for us!"

"We misunderstood, it turns out that you are the decent ones who slay demons and defend the Tao!"

"The elder of my sect was killed by that demon cultivator, and he asked Daojun to be my sect..."

The aura of the Ziyao sword surged, and everyone flew down, only to see Xie Jinyi's complexion.

"roll."

The blade swept across, as if to clear the line with a swipe, he turned and chased after him.