Xian Ao

Divine power? Great God Whis? The legendary strong man has the power to change the laws of heaven.

Feeling this divine consciousness, Yu Zecheng's whole body was on fire. What about Wang Shuyuan? I will never think about him again. This is the power of divine power, divine might. According to countless legends, they are the strongest people in this world, divine might. Sir, this is my ideal.

Yu Zecheng couldn't help but be excited, but there was a choice in front of him. There was a ball of light, but he had three sword skills. He could only choose one of the three and strengthen one of them.

Then there is no need to choose. Naturally, it is Jianjiu Kendo. This is his own foundation and his own struggle, so Yu Zecheng chose it.

In an instant, the light dissipated, and Yu Zecheng's eyes suddenly darkened and he fell into a coma.

In that coma, Yu Zecheng gradually began to feel. He was flying high in the sky, boundless high in the sky, and looking down, the sky and the earth were vast, and all things were primitive. This was the ancient prehistoric era.

His prey appeared in the distance, a huge monster with a body of a thousand feet tall, riding the black wind. This was his favorite food, the monster soul, and it tasted the most delicious.

Yu Zecheng rushed over, and suddenly thousands of soul-corrupting rays of light emitted. It turned out that he was the soul-stealing tarsal dove, the most powerful divine dove.

Yu Zecheng was flying, preying, growing, killing powerful enemies, and reproducing offspring between heaven and earth. The whole world was his own world, until he slowly grew old, death approached, and he could no longer fly in the sky. He violently crashed into The stone wall in the distance was shattered into pieces and completely dead.

In an instant, Yu Zecheng changed. He became an immortal cultivator. He was extremely powerful. With a sword in his hand, no one in the world could defeat him. He could break the sky, penetrate the earth, cut down immortals, and destroy gods.

He is constantly studying swordsmanship and creating swordsmanship. He is the old swordsman. In fact, he is not old at all, but he likes to pretend to be an old man in front of others and make people marvel.

He was constantly studying swordsmanship. On this day, his swordsmanship flourished, and he decided to develop a fairy bird swordsmanship from the strongest fairy birds in the ancient world.

Golden-winged Dapeng, Flying Blue Luan, Nirvana Fire Phoenix, Whirling Soul-eating Eagle, Soul-eating Tarsal Dove, Three-clawed Golden Crow, Bi Fang, Quail, Chongming, Lingxi and other spiritual birds and fairy birds were all included in his collection Vision, he wants to create a powerful fairy swordsmanship based on them.

The old swordsman had a treasure that allowed him to observe the sky, the earth, and ancient history. He began to watch the past of the existence of these spiritual birds, watching them fly, hunt, and fight, and he learned the skills of swordsmanship from them.

But this is not enough. Just watching it cannot create a swordsmanship that can be passed down through the ages and be powerful throughout the world. You need to use the real thing as an example.

The old swordsman began to look for pets. As long as he found one of these spiritual birds, he could create a unique sword technique with it.

Just like that, by chance, the soul-stealing tarsal dove guarding the tomb of the Yellow Emperor in Xuanyuan became Old Man Jian's first pet. Therefore, Old Man Jian created the dove sword technique, and then lost interest in other spiritual birds and began to study other spiritual birds. The new swordsmanship was gone, and the Jiu Swordsmanship was born, and the Xuanyuan Sword Sect was born, and Yu Zecheng became what he is today.

Countless memories emerged bit by bit, and the history of the Jiu swordsmanship appeared in Yu Zecheng's mind. Gradually, he had a realization and a new understanding of the Jiu swordsmanship. His sword and Jiu swordsmanship was once again achieved. evolution.

Numerous scenes passed by in front of Yu Zecheng's eyes. The Jiu God's son grew old overnight, forgot the past, learned the Jiu swordsmanship, Wang Yin Yang's sword Jiu possessed him, and revived Xuanyuan. Everything flowed past in front of Yu Zecheng's eyes.

"The sword is not in the heart, but the fate is."

Yu Zecheng opened his mouth and said these seven words. After countless Xuanyuan sword songs that saved his life, for the first time he understood the true meaning of these seven words.

The sword is not important, the way of the sword is not important, what is important is your heart, as long as your heart is there and you fight with your life, you will definitely succeed.

The sword is not in my heart but my life is, and I chant loudly again,

A long chant, like a dragon's chant.

High pitched, like thunder.

The sound was as thick as thousands of bells ringing in unison. The sound reverberated between heaven and earth, as if there were countless echoes in response. There was an irresistible grandeur in the peaceful momentum.

The belief in his heart was strengthened again, Yu Zecheng opened his eyes, and took a step forward in Jianjiu Kendo, comprehending the supreme kendo.

Three days passed.

The melodious sound of Xuanyuan Sword Peak’s soul-suppressing bell sounded. “Dong, dong, dong” hit a total of one hundred and eight times. This huge bell resounded throughout the Xuanyuan Hill, which is one hundred and twenty thousand miles away, and the five ridges and twelve peaks. All the foundation-building disciples and above rose up with their swords and flew to the top of the Xuanyuan Sword Peak.

The time for the sect competition has arrived. Yu Zecheng is wearing the Xuanyuan battle suit today. He leads the six disciples in the sect, rises up with his sword, and flies to the top of the Xuanyuan Sword Peak.

Along the way, Yu Zecheng slowly told everyone the history of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, the past of the huge chessboard at the top of the Sword Peak, and the legend of Wang Yinyang, the founder of Zhongxing. This is how the third senior brother told himself back then, and now he tells it to his disciples.

The disciples felt relaxed and happy after hearing this, and were as excited as themselves back then. In fact, a few of them knew that the true purpose of the chessboard was a treasure left by the Zhongxing Patriarch to cover up the aura of the Xuanyuan Sword.

The top of Xuanyuan Sword Peak is always shrouded in clouds and mist, which is the ultimate defensive formation of Xuanyuan Sword Sect. Today, the defensive clouds and mist finally dissipated, revealing the true appearance of the top of Xuanyuan Sword Peak.

The top of the sword peak is a white stone about three feet square, with nineteen horizontal lines on it, and countless black and white chess pieces on it.

Everyone flew down, so the disciples gathered together. This time, Lord Nan Tianzhen stood at the front, lit incense to worship the ancestors, and lit three three-foot-high sacred incense. This incense is condensed from a variety of rare medicinal materials. It is said that this fragrance The Tao can spread to the immortal world and attract the attention of the patriarchs.

After offering three sacrifices and five grains, Lord Nan Tianzhen began to recite sacrificial inscriptions, and then led all the Xuanyuan disciples to kneel down and worship their ancestors. The ceremony was very simple and quick, and then in the last step, everyone suddenly sent out mana and true energy from all over their bodies, releasing their true energy into the sky. , and suddenly a thousand sword energies rose up, forming a sky sword.

Yu Zecheng also released his sword energy, and it took a long time for the heavenly energy to wither before he finished releasing it, and then each of them landed on the stand of the arena with their swords.

The competition started with a competition between the novices, then all the foundation-building disciples, Jindan Zhenren, and finally Nascent Soul Zhenjun.

Zhang Qingyun, who participated in the first competition, ended up fighting against his fellow disciples. Yu Zecheng watched his battle silently. Zhang Qingyun waved the flying sword, the sword flew wings, and the sword condensed, finally defeated the enemy and won the first victory.

Before Zhang Qingyun joined the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, he could lead a team of casual cultivators to participate in the trials of the Ice and Snow Palace. Naturally, he had his own advantages. Under Yu Zecheng's painstaking teachings, he excelled in swordsmanship and defeated his opponents. It's also natural.

In this way, as the battle continued, Zhang Qingyun won the first place in the novice competition for Yu Zecheng, and lived up to Yu Zecheng's expectations.

After the novice competition, it was the foundation building stage, and then the golden elixir stage. These competitions passed one after another. Yu Zecheng didn't pay much attention to it, because he was paying attention to Wang Shuyuan in the distance, and that was his own battle.

The competition at the Nascent Soul stage finally arrived, and it seemed that everyone had been waiting for this moment.

Needless to say, both Yu Zecheng and Wang Shuyuan came on stage.

Instantly entering the martial arts dojo, Yu Zecheng and the two appeared in a forest. This battlefield was dozens of miles long, with lush green forests beneath their feet. Thunder is rolling in the sky, and lightning pierces the sky from time to time. The ground is full of green pines more than three feet high, and there are also huge boulders. The environment can be said to be extremely complex.

Looking at this place, Yu Zecheng frowned. This place looked familiar. Wang Shuyuan appeared in front of Yu Zecheng and said:

"Senior brother, do you still remember this place?"

Yu Zecheng said:

"It looks familiar."

Wang Shuyuan said:

"I will never forget this place. At that time, the sword technique Xuan Chaos I had just created became world-famous in the ancient Qin region. It can be said that it was the most glorious moment in my life.

But here I was beaten by your Sheyan swordsmanship, and I was completely defeated by your chaotic Tai Chi. I lost everything, and you gained everything.

So I deliberately chose this place. When you and I fight, I will fall down there and get up there. "

Yu Zecheng took a look at the world here and said:

"Why bother, why bother. You have to make the same mistakes again."

Wang Shuyuan said:

"No, I have to send the ancestor immortal to give me the sword. I have the most powerful weapon..., I am undefeated, there is no way you can defeat me."

Yu Zecheng said:

"It's just a sword."

Wang Shuyuan suddenly moved, turned into countless figures, and surrounded Yu Zecheng, shrinking to an inch. Wang Shuyuan also fully mastered it, and he had one more footwork than Yu Zecheng.

At the same time, the sword light flew up on him, and the two swords combined. Sword Jiu Kendo and Chaos Kendo together emitted the sword light of the combined swords flickering, which seemed to make the world overturn and the universe turn over.

Yu Zecheng remained motionless, not firing a sword, watching the swords flash.

Seeing that Yu Zecheng had no reaction, Wang Shuyuan's fierce sword light, all swords unified, was constantly changing, and suddenly shrank into a simple black and green sword light. The two swords merged and turned into a shock of lightning. Down. This combined sword light seemed to be able to transcend the shackles of time and space, leaving no room for Yu Zecheng to dodge or parry. Yu Zecheng looked at the sword light and waved his hand casually. In a moment, the light of Yu Zecheng's flying sword could not be seen, only a white light, like smoke and mist, like a sword and a chant.

In a daze, there was only this light in the world. This light suddenly swayed, like the morning sun, like the dusk, like the sunset, like thunder, soft and heavy! The sky is filled with white light. In this white light, everyone has the same feeling. They feel that the sword's intention is like the tide, the sword's intention is like the mountain, the sword's intention is like a song, the sword's intention is like the mountain, and the sword's intention is like the sky.

In an instant, Wang Shuyuan's two swords combined, Wang Shuyuan's Sword Dove Sword Way, and Chaos Sword Way all collapsed. In an instant, Wang Shuyuan's whole body trembled and trembled under the sword intention.

Wang Shuyuan could only mutter:

"No way, no way, no way."

In his heart, the same is true for the old man who is the ghost of the demon in his heart. Under this sword intention, he can only say:

"No way, no way, no way."

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