Xian Ao

Since the Kunlun Mirror fell into Yu Zecheng's hands, no matter how much Yu Zecheng studied it or how he used magic, he could not activate it. In his hands, the Kunlun Mirror was just a decoration and useless.

Even if he used the research system of Tianlai Fortress and tried his best, he could not study the mystery of the Kunlun Mirror. Yu Zecheng had kept it in his hands for a hundred years in vain.

Today he was determined to refine treasures, and decided to get the Kunlun Mirror first. Yu Zecheng took out the mirror, but did not study or check it. Instead, he said to the Kunlun Mirror: "Mirror, mirror, you are also a master of the Ten Great Artifacts, famous all over the world, why do you resist me so much? Keep me away from thousands of miles. Is it because of the Xuanyuan Sword? I tell you, I am Yu Zecheng, the best Yu Zecheng in the world, and a Xuanyuan Sword cannot satisfy me. Don't think I can't do anything to you. If you are obedient and use me, I will treat you well and let you radiate the power of the Ten Great Artifacts. If you are not obedient and still resist me so much, then I am sorry, I will suppress you under the Xuanyuan Sword, let it suppress you indefinitely, or even wipe you out. If you don't listen to my kind words, don't blame me for doing something dirty, don't refuse a toast and drink a penalty." Then Yu Zecheng He took out the teapot, poured tea, drank a cup, and continued:

"You are a divine weapon, a world-famous divine weapon. Look at your current appearance, split into two, extremely pitiful, not even as good as a magic weapon. Is this what a divine weapon should look like? Don't you feel ashamed?

What do the so-called immortals and human races have to do with you? Although you are a divine weapon, you are just a divine weapon.

The divine weapon has spirit, and those with virtue occupy it. Why do you have any position? You are just a divine weapon. Your so-called position and enemies are all the influence of your previous users on you, no, it should be said that they are pollution..."

Yu Zecheng sat here, drank a cup of tea, moistened his throat, and began to talk, using coercion, inducement, coaxing and intimidation. He talked for an hour, and his mouth was dry. When he was thirsty, he drank a cup of tea, refreshed, and continued to talk.

When the immortals went to build the immortal world, they did not take it with them. Suddenly, the Kunlun mirror seemed to move. Yu Zecheng's heart moved. After talking for a long time, he finally had the opportunity. He immediately seized this point and talked about it.

"Look, the immortals said so well. The first of the ten artifacts, they used you to defeat the Demon Refining Pot, but they ascended to the immortal world and left you in the human world. It is a typical case of killing the donkey after it has done its work and destroying the bridge after crossing the river.

Why didn't they wait for you to go to the immortal world? Because they didn't fancy you and didn't take you seriously.

If the immortals used you, you would be defeated by the Xuanyuan Sword. I don't think so..."

At this point, the Kunlun mirror emitted thousands of rays of light. Yu Zecheng saw that it was possible. This guy was still brooding over the defeat that year. He was not afraid of you being excited, but he was afraid that you would not move.

Yu Zecheng immediately started to speak about this matter. In his mouth, the immortals became the most heinous villains. They destroyed the bridge after crossing the river and abandoned the Kunlun mirror. In their eyes, the Kunlun mirror was a waste, an outdated artifact, not worth mentioning, and should be abandoned.

Yu Zecheng became more and more addicted to talking. It had been a long time since he had spoken so much. Since he became the best in the world, he had to be extremely solemn in front of people and behind people, acting like a senior master. Today, in front of the Kunlun mirror, it seemed like he had returned to the past, when he was young and walked on the streets of Linhai City, bragging and telling stories to people.

As he spoke, the Kunlun mirror became more and more responsive. It made a slight sound and turned into a ball of golden light that suddenly penetrated into Yu Zecheng's eyebrows. The ball of golden light was not threatening at all and penetrated directly into Yu Zecheng's eyebrows.

Yu Zecheng smiled and it worked. This Kunlun mirror was indeed spiritual. It was stimulated by his words and coaxed and deceived him to use it for himself.

Artifact, this is an artifact. Although it is already incomplete to one ten-thousandth of its peak state, equivalent to the state of a magic weapon, and is not even as good as an ordinary magic weapon, but an artifact is an artifact.

After the golden light entered the body, it actually instantly penetrated the outer periphery of the Pangu world, and fell into the Pangu world, standing on a high mountain, suddenly forming a portal, emitting dazzling golden light. It showed its existence with endless vitality.

Yu Zecheng was experienced in this, and it was exactly the same as the Dark Gate. Yu Zecheng's mind returned and instantly entered the golden gate.

Entering this gate, Yu Zecheng was stunned, and saw a huge crystal clear space in front of him, without sky and earth, and only that touch of gold everywhere.

This space is crystal clear, and there is a person standing proudly in front of Yu Zecheng.

The man was surprisingly similar to himself. He held a ninth-level flying sword in his hand, which was instantly transformed into light. There was a terrifying sword intent on his body. In this space of golden light, he kept practicing swordsmanship, and there were also sections of profound and exquisite magic formulas on his body, which turned into scriptures and kept flowing.

The sword techniques that were practiced were the various sword intentions that he had mastered. His silhouette began to change as the sword intentions evolved. It was no longer just one person, but ten, a hundred, or a thousand people. Each person practiced the sword techniques that he had mastered, and as they differentiated, each of them had their own characteristics, transforming their sword techniques into thousands of variations, each with its own extreme.

Yu Zecheng had already practiced these sword techniques to perfection, and he could tell what the changes were at a glance. He couldn't help but smile. This Kunlun mirror was really thin-skinned and face-conscious, and was embarrassed to be directly controlled by himself.

He created such a trial method. As long as he defeated his own phantom, he could control this mirror freely.

Yu Zecheng is very familiar with how this sword technique is practiced and how it changes. No one is more familiar with his sword technique than him.

With a flash of sword light, he looked for a phantom at will, and used his sword intent to kill it.

Suddenly, the sword light criss-crossed, fierce and domineering, harmonious and spiritual, and the sword intent soared to the sky. Yu Zecheng asked himself about his sword skills. He was invincible in the world and reached the pinnacle of the world.

But after this fight, he had a feeling that there is a world outside the world, and there are people outside the world. The phantom's swordsmanship is mainly based on his own splitting sword intention, which takes the indestructible and indestructible metal element to its limit.

He is not that much weaker than himself, his swordsmanship is sharp and natural, and his skills as a cook and his cattle are so mysterious that I can't defeat him easily.

Yu Zecheng smiled. The thing he was least afraid of was a strong enemy, so just fight. He had never been afraid of fighting, and no one had ever been able to stand up to him.

Yu Zecheng used his supreme swordsmanship to fight with the phantom, fighting hard, bloody battles, and extremely brave.

The two of them fought here for who knows how long. Yu Zecheng gradually mastered all the changes in the splitting sword intention used by the phantom. Within three moves, the shadow would be shattered.

Suddenly, the phantom and the fierce sword light moved. This movement was so mysterious that it instantly sealed Yu Zecheng's front and back. No matter how Yu Zecheng changed, how many directions he changed, and what sword techniques he used to resist, the phantom was still there. One stab.

This sword was swung lightly, a straight thrust, elegant and simple, but Yu Zecheng couldn't resist it.

The sword light spun continuously. Yu Zecheng used his supreme swordsmanship to resist with all his strength. He even jumped and wanted to escape. However, this stab was simple and abnormal. He could not resist and escape. With a magical stab, Yu Zecheng was killed. The sword is broken in two parts.

He died immediately, the body in the space dissipated here, the figure was broken, and Yu Zecheng popped up in the Kunlun Mirror.

Yu Zecheng was suddenly thrown to the ground. He didn't react for a long time. He was defeated. He was defeated.

Yu Zecheng is not ashamed of failure. As long as he doesn't die, he has a chance. But this failure was bizarre. The sword was like mercury pouring down the ground. It was simple, but it was irresistible. What kind of swordsmanship was this.

Yu Zecheng knew in his heart that this was definitely his sword intention. He started to practice, but no matter how he practiced, he could not stab with a normal thrust, but he couldn't. No matter how much his sword intention changed, it could not change. Use this sword style.

But that phantom defeated itself with just such a sword.

Yu Zecheng cursed involuntarily:

"Cheating, this is cheating."

But he knew in his heart that this was a change in his swordsmanship, a change of moves that he had never thought of.

Fight again, don’t believe this is evil.

Yu Zecheng rushed into the figure again, but there was another person in front of him, still himself. This person practiced his sword flying wings to the extreme, and there was another big battle with Yu Zecheng.

Fight, fight, fight.

Another incredible thing happened. When Yu Zecheng cracked the sword flying wing practiced by the opponent, the opponent struck out with another sword. This sword was powerful enough to split Huashan. It was the simplest move, but it was beyond Yu Zecheng's imagination. Once again Kill him.

Damn it, why is it such a sword attack again? Although the moves of this sword and that sword are different, the principles are absolutely the same.

In the martial arts dojo of Pangu World, Yu Zecheng worked hard to refine his sword, trying to copy the changes of the sword according to the sword technique used by the opponent, but no matter how hard he practiced, he could not practice that sword. This was absolutely It is impossible to happen, it completely goes against the laws of heaven and earth.

I don’t believe it anymore, I don’t believe it anymore.

Yu Zecheng entered again, and was beheaded again, entered again, and was beheaded again. After the 136th time, he did it again and again, with the same move. Gradually, Yu Zecheng realized something.

He immediately stopped refining his sword, used the teleportation array, and headed to Tianlai Fortress.

After arriving at the fortress, activate all the research systems of the fortress, input the changes in your failed swordsmanship, and let the research system of Tianlai Fortress conduct research to see if this change is really what your swordsmanship can evolve. Change the ultimate move?

Immediately, all the research systems of Tianlai Fortress began to operate. After ten days and ten nights, the research system of Immortal Qintian Fortress came to a conclusion for Yu Zecheng. These changes in sword moves were all nonsense.

As far as Yu Zecheng is concerned, this is absolutely impossible to happen. If the sword technique changes in this way, it will completely violate the laws of heaven and the nature of heaven and earth. This is an illusory sword and cannot become reality.

Seeing this result, most people would immediately think that this was Kunlun Mirror teasing Yu Zecheng and deceiving him, but Yu Zecheng smiled. He vaguely felt that Kunlun Mirror was sending him a signal, or a message. concept.