Chapter 1495: The Road Is Full of Ups and Downs, and the Fate Is Determined by the Sky and the Mulberry Tree Is Untied.

Xu Xiaoshou summoned Zangku and took hold of it. Si.Rabbit 520 reads the latest error-free novel chapters

"嘤——"

Zang Ku's sword body was trembling, and he was so excited that he couldn't move like a sword.

Xu Xiaoshou threw it into the apricot world with his backhand, then summoned the Yan python and held it in the same hand.

"Plop..."

For the first time, Yan Mang's sword actively released white flames, and the flames shone brightly.

This can be regarded as its true recognition of the existence of Jinzhao Baiyan, and it also recognizes the existence of the sword holder as a fire attribute refiner!

It is willing to use this method to enter the state of heavenly liberation and burn everything in the world.

"Your opponent is not her."

Xu Xiaoshou smiled and threw it into the Xingjie with his backhand. While extending his hand, he looked at the four swords.

"Keng——"

Four sword blades exploded with surging demonic energy, instantly deflecting thousands of sword energy attacks from the Seven Slaughter Pillars of the Sword Formation, as well as the entanglement of the two owl dragons.

No need for Xu Xiao to be summoned...

Just like when it returned to the White Cave and took Xu Xiaoshou to find its previous sword holder, it flew into Xu Xiaoshou's hand and found the current sword holder.

"Do you want to?"

Xu Xiaoshou smiled and lightly brushed the blade with his sword fingers.

Four swords did not respond directly, but after a violent shock, the silver-white sword thoughts were no longer a wisp, but shot out like waves.

"boom!"

The picture in the preaching mirror couldn't help but tremble.

The sword thoughts flying across the sky were about to cut through the air and strike in front of the spectators.

Compared with the usual Shou Ye who always cuts one by one, the amount of sword recitation at this time is tens of thousands times higher!

Drunk's head shook in the wind, and he yelled like crazy:

"Xu Xiaoshou is dead, Master Shou is here!"

"After realizing how powerful the North Sword Immortal Emperor Jian Tianjie was, he finally gave the other party the same respect and took out the vicious sword Yousijian, which is also a Chaos artifact!"

"It turns out that hiding pain is just Shouye's limiter. It turns out that Shouye's sword-watching skills are so powerful. It turns out that using the vicious sword as a carrier, the sword thought can release such a huge amount at one time..."

Boom boom boom boom!

Before he finished speaking, he saw in the preaching mirror that when Xu Xiaoshou was caught with four swords and his mind was connected.

The scattered Sword Thoughts formed a Sword Thoughts version of the Netherworld force field, which not only completely cut off the sword energy of Qitu Zhuzhu, but also forcefully rejected the invasion of the twin owl dragons.

Two big golden dragons, one on the left and one on the right. The dragon heads hit the wave of sword intent, but they couldn't advance even half a point.

On the contrary, Xu Xiaoshou tilted his sword in the air.

"boom!"

The twin owl dragons were blown away on the spot.

The transformed sword energy of the Seven Slaughter Pillars of the Sword Formation completely dissipated, revealing the phantom body of the Seven Emperor Swords.

Above the emperor's palace, on top of the towering giant sword, Beibei hesitated for a moment.

Changed the sword...

After changing his sword, Xu Xiaoshou was, as Feng Zhongzui said, simply unstoppable!

But even if Jian Nian can be so powerful as the second-generation Shenshen Nian, the Emperor Sword is the ultimate solution, and this finishing blow is really going to hit...

Xu Xiaoshou is absolutely unstoppable!

He will die!

In her heart, Beibei cherishes her talent, and she never wants to see such an amazing ancient sword cultivator die.

But judging from the rituals of ancient sword cultivators from ancient times to the present...

Giving it a go is the greatest respect for your opponent, no matter whether we are alive or dead!

What's more, besides being an ancient sword cultivator, Xu Xiaoshou has other ways to survive. He is better at making comebacks in desperate situations...

"Surrender or die!"

Beibei shouted loudly, this was the second chance she gave him, but it didn't work out.

"It's just an absolute empire..."

Xu Xiaoshou smiled under the towering giant sword, and four swords whirled in his palm, then pointed upwards.

Long!

The sky filled with evil energy exploded.

Led by the sword tip pointing to the sky, it formed a shock wave downwards, staining Xu Xiaoshou's body black and breaking through the ground of the emperor's palace.

The evil spirit decomposed and transformed into small black swords one after another, and then assembled into a huge evil sword that could be compared to the emperor's sword downwards and the same size upwards!

"Keng——"

Wan Jian pays homage!

This time, it is not the Emperor Sword who is worshiped, nor the Sword Immortal Beibei.

But there are four fierce swords that are equally divided among the following. Swordsman Xu Xiaoshou!

The image of the preaching mirror quickly zooms in, zooms in, and zooms in again at the right time.

People are like projectiles, and the Yujing City in Ye Xiaotian's hands is not as big as a brick in the emperor's palace.

But what fell into the eyes of the people of the Five Realms at this moment was by no means an outsider, but the golden towering Emperor Sword, which was separated by the emperor's palace and could penetrate the clouds, holding up the figure of the empress above the clouds.

Next, the evil spirit is used to transform ten thousand swords into an absolute imperial system, forging a towering evil sword that can penetrate the underworld. The only difference is that Xu Xiaoshou, who is holding the sword, is the tip, the sharpest, and the most powerful of the evil sword.

This picture is so shocking!

The entire world in the missionary mirror is filled with the two giant swords pointing at each other, facing each other, and intertwined gold and black!

Drunken in the wind, his eyes almost bulged out. He covered his head and murmured to himself: "Who can survive...who can? Who can?"

Even if you take the four swords.

Even the sword thought can release such a huge amount.

After all, Master Shou was restricted and could not rely on the power of ancient sword repairers. In that case, what could he use to deal with the final blow of Emperor Sword Tianjie?

An unstable second realm?

Or is it that, with the Four Swords only accompanying him for less than a year, he can also achieve perfect Tianjie, or is it unstable Tianjie?

Time seems like a meal.

The empress on the Emperor Sword had no more words to persuade, and she stepped down with full aura.

At this moment, the world was dyed with brilliant gold.

The Emperor's palace suddenly sank, and thousands of Dao rules collapsed. The towering Emperor Sword was like a chain that was cut off from the sky, and it pierced down with a bang.

"Emperor Sword·Fury of the End!"

At the same time, the sword disk under Xu Xiaoshou's feet rotated rapidly, emitting a black light.

Under the traction of the four swords, his figure almost assimilated with the evil spirit, almost assimilated with the Dao.

In this "wandering" state, he felt that he became a sword, the sword became the world, and the world was himself.

Dao rules all things, all come from the heart.

Words can be mysterious, and the spirit blooms with thousands of colors.

"There are four swords·Heaven..."

Wait!

It was stagnant.

What was Xu Xiaoshou stuck at the critical moment? He felt that he had missed a certain link?

...

"Huh?"

Xu Xiaoji was walking and walking, and suddenly floated up, and he was shocked!

In the trial of the Yunlun Mountains in the Eastern Region, he played the fake Xu Shao for a long time, because the real Xu Shao went to the Void Island.

After the trial, Xu Xiaoji knew that he would be exposed with a high probability, and the Holy Spirit Temple might also arrest him.

He didn't even go to collect the reward, and fled from the Yunlun Mountains on his own.

He hid here and there for more than a month, until a few days ago, Xu Xiaoji wanted to go on a long journey.

Without thinking much, he came to the Central Region.

After going around in circles, Xu Xiaoji went to Yujing City, Qilin Realm, and Zhongyuan Realm.

It's very strange...

The places I go always seem to be pulled by others, as if I need to get closer and closer to something.

Just like the first time I left the psychedelic space, he didn't want to stay far away, and Tiansang City, not far from the White Cave, was already the limit.

"Huh?"

While thinking wildly, Xu Xiaoji suddenly flew up again, and this time he rushed directly to the side for dozens of feet.

He was scared.

Why is my body not under my control?

"Who is calling me?"

It's not over yet...

Take off again!

Xu Xiaoji felt that the scene in front of him was shuttling back and forth.

This time he rushed directly dozens of miles away, into the crowd.

"Wow..."

There was some noise here, many people were talking about "Sword Immortal", "Emperor Sword", "Beibei" and the like.

Indistinctly, Xu Xiaoji also heard the name "Shou Ye". Isn't that the name he used to call Xu Xiaoshou, and now it's spread out?

He glanced at him and saw an acquaintance.

Xin Gugu!

"Hey! Gugu, Gu Ye!"

Xu Xiaoji hurriedly called a few times. It was great to meet an old friend in a foreign land, especially when he seemed to be out of control.

A terrible thing happened...

No one could sense him at all!

Even Xin Gugu didn't respond to the call at all.

Thinking carefully, he had clearly bumped into many people before, but he passed through them one by one, as if he had suddenly turned from a physical body into a spiritual body...

"Ah?"

Expecting this, Xu Xiaoji was about to cry.

He hugged a tree tightly to stop himself from flying, but suddenly the hug was gone, and he passed through Xin Gugu's eyes...

Oh no——

Swish!

Time is illusory, and space is distorted.

Xu Xiaoji felt that he had traveled hundreds of miles in an instant, which was impossible. With his broken cultivation, how could he be so fast?

But the fact is...

He is still traveling, still fleeing!

"This direction?"

Looking at more and more Huang Jingui, Xu Xiaoji remembered that he should be heading towards Yujing City.

Or to put it another way...

Yujing City, is there something calling me?

"Ghost?"

"Ah, help me, I am most afraid of ghosts!"

Time suddenly froze.

Xu Xiaoji, who was fleeing from a distance and had a distorted face, saw such a scene at a certain moment.

It seems that this is not what he saw, but was "shared" by others:

In the picture, there are many ancient sword cultivators with immortal style and many spirit refiners with amazing momentum...

But the most eye-catching is the golden sword that blasted through the emperor's palace and killed the black shadow below.

What a magnificent sight!

If I can do this, even for a moment, how great it would be?

"The Emperor Sword is Supreme..."

For no reason, his thoughts changed, and Xu Xiaoji could call out the name of this sword. He clearly had never seen it.

But his memory seemed to have a crack, and many things gushed out from it.

Not only the Emperor Sword is Supreme, Xu Xiaoji also recognized the real names of the swords in the hands of the three ancient sword cultivators around him:

Staff Sword Chu Shen, Crane Sword Ting Chen, Sword Tower Sword Ben Jian Zhi Hu.

And!

Xuan Jian Taicheng, it's also there?

Xu Xiaoji suddenly became dazed. How could he have the idea that "it's also there"?

But a moment later, it felt that this was really a long-lost gathering. If Buddha Sword Nuxian and Divine Sword Xuancang were also there, then they could have a "carnival party" in their human world.

Wait!

Their human world?

Xu Xiaoji was confused. I am not a human?

At this moment, he began to doubt his identity, and at the same time, his mind flashed with the speculation of Shou Ye about his origin...

No need to wait for confirmation!

Xu Xiaoji's eyes blurred, and all these images disappeared, and the end of his sight was filled with a black sword.

This is...

The evil sword, there are four swords!

No...

It's me!

All memories were awakened upon return:

Just like being conceived from the warmth, finding the first crack, crawling out and entering the white cave;

He also learned to transform into a human body, crawled through the second crack, and came to the human world;

Then he was pulled by the aura of the Four Swords, the self, and found the key to breaking the seal, the Tianshu Pan;

Finally, he was bound to the new owner of the Black Fall Scabbard, the Four Sword Scabbards. He followed the guidance to the end, met Master Meng, and created a bond. The process was the same in reverse.

Xu Xiaoji watched him soberly as he returned little by little to the cracks where the fragments of the Four Swords collapsed, and returned to the warm place of birth - You. The origin of the Four Swords Sword Spirit! .

He finally realized that he was just a means of self-rescue with the origin of the Four Swords Sword Spirit;

It was a branch of the sword spirit that split away after decades of being dusted in the dust, taking advantage of the absence of Cardinal Tian;

It was an accessory that briefly gained self-awareness, accepted the task of finding the next sword holder, and left without knowing it;

They are accidental passers-by who accidentally entered the mortal world because they had practiced the mortal sword in the past generations.

When the four swords find the sword holder again, and the emotional bond between their sword spirits and the sword holder reaches a point where they are resolved, it is time for them to be resolved...

When Huang Liang dreams, it’s time to wake up.

"Master Shou..."

Xu Xiaoji smiled in relief.

At this moment, he and Master Shou merged into one, taking the final step of heavenly liberation.

Countless pictures in my mind intertwined and merged, then quickly faded away, finally settling on the moment when I first saw the desolate palace of the Lord of Tiansang City. Looking at it at this time, it has a unique charm:

"Brother! I've finally waited for you, why did you come?"

"younger brother?"

"Brother, it's me, do you still remember me?"

"do not remember."

"Impossible, how could you forget me? We were..."

"But what?"

"Have you really forgotten me? You can't even remember my name?"

"Your name……"

"Well, my name is?"

"I remembered...it was you! Xu Xiaoji?"

I'm not Xu Xiaoji. How could someone choose such an unpleasant name and resist changing it?

I have four swords, four fierce swords!

Only the name of the five great artifacts of chaos is worthy of me!

When the emperor's sword burst out with its final wrath and fell down, the four sword spirits that merged with Xu Xiaoji's will could easily feel that the sword holder was in the middle of the heavenly release state and suddenly had strong resistance.

"Master Shou, you are indeed a soft-hearted person..."

The origin of the Sword Spirit did not get too involved, but chose to let go and let the Sword Spirit branch make its own decisions, just like it had made countless choices since Chaos.

Of course Xu Xiaoshou didn't want to give up his old acquaintance just like that.

But for Xu Xiaoji, the aimless life, the hurried footsteps not knowing the meaning of the road ahead, and the humiliation and companionship until the end of life, is this the best destination?

No!

No one can stop even a name like "Xu Xiaoji" from having the right to bloom brilliantly!

Because when it was born, it was originally for the brilliance and brilliance of this moment!

Heaven's solution is not based on the will of the sword holder, but on the sword itself, the will of the sword spirit...

Xu Xiaoji did not resist Shouye's resistance, but only conveyed a faint will to yearn for freedom - in the state of Tianjie, not only the sword can know the emotions of the sword holder, but also vice versa:

"Master Shou, I want to be gorgeous!"

Xu Xiaoshou's thoughts stopped. At this moment, he realized again the "name" of the ancient sword cultivator and what the "name" of the Seven Sword Immortal was.

It is the entire Su family who will die in the evening if they hear the truth in the morning;

It is a ferocious sword spirit whose desires are dazzling and whose soul wants to return to its source.

Whether it's the person holding the sword, or the person holding the sword's sword.

What we are pursuing and inheriting from the beginning to the end is the "pride" that the ancient sword cultivator has been adhering to for more than one life, which is "the body can die, but the reputation cannot be lost"!

What I'm after...

What Xu Xiaoji pursues...

They are not the same?

The final rage burned throughout his body, and at the moment when four swords were bent, Xu Xiaoshou let go of his resistance.

He then saw that Xu Xiaoji had taken over the original will of the Four Swords Sword Spirit, and also taken over his own body, "laughing" unscrupulously, and reciting his glorious moment to his heart's content!

So the people in front of the Taoist Mirror saw that the final wrath of the Emperor's Sword penetrated Master Shou and shattered the secret formation of the Sword Dao, but it was bloodless.

Some are just endless ferocious energy, surging and pushing away layer by layer around the falling Emperor Sword.

Then accompanied by the overwhelming sound, the world was dyed crazily:

"The road has its ups and downs, and it wanders through the wilderness."

"Spiritual evil demon, rewrite original thoughts."

"Different paths lead to the same root, so don't settle for nothing."

"The good will be settled by the heavenly mulberry, and the evil knot will be resolved by the heaven."

"There is a Four Swords Festival!"