Chapter 1623: Four Swords in Hand, Diagonally Splitting the Ruins

"Concentrate on yourself..."

When the storm is outside, my heart feels like still water.

When even the coquettish old man bluntly admits that he doesn’t know anything and has to take it one step at a time.

Xu Xiaoshou tilted his sword and looked calmer.

The role a person plays in a group is often not fixed.

I didn’t have a choice before.

When he was a chess piece, he would never dare to say such big words.

Now, Xu Xiaoshou feels that he is an all-around fill-in player!

He can be a reckless man and focus on the offensive position, because at this time, he has the most powerful brain of Dao Qiongcang beside him.

He can also be a wise general, taking charge of the situation, when the old bastard, Mr. Sang, the water ghost, etc. are not around.

In fact, he prefers to be a supporting role. If there is a brain around him, there is output, and there are people who can continuously provide emotional value as a praise group, and only need one more audience who has no sense of existence like spare hate - lie down, Zundu is comfortable .

But now, holding the sword and facing the storm again, Xu Xiaoshou felt...

He has returned to his original role!

…

"unknown……"

Look up.

The future is unknown, the evil spirits are unknown, and the sword is unknown. This is too much like his own past.

Xu Xiaoshou has never been a very brave person.

But along the way, the unknown creates miracles, and challenges cast courage. There is no need to practice courage, and he has never once trembled with his sword.

and……

"sword!"

The evil sword has four turns.

My fingertips gently caressed the blade of the sword, and I could clearly feel the sword resonating with my soul.

Facing the storm as well.

The same quiet waves and hidden waves.

Xu Xiaoshou has been practicing swordsmanship so far. He doesn't know how the eight masters were in the past. He feels that his current compatibility with the four swords is... full.

And the sword!

From Tiansang Ling Palace to today...

All other paths stop and progress, either stopping or moving.

For example, those who are proficient in cooking, proficient in painting, etc. are at the bottom of the priority sequence and stagnate early.

Ancient swordsmanship!

Xu Xiaoshou never gave up!

"There is a saying that is very good..."

In the storm, Xu Xiaoshou turned around with four swords, looked down, chuckled and murmured:

"If you weren't in a hurry, kendo would be the most romantic road, right?"

…

What's going on with him?

Upon hearing this, Dao Qiong Cang'er received a strong blow from the battlefield and vomited blood and retreated back.

His face doesn't look very good.

Not hurt, but angry!

I told you to concentrate on drawing the sword, but here you are doing some flashy things and talking dirty words...

"Gah?"

Soon, Dao Qiongcang turned into a big duck, his expression froze.

Then he saw a melodious sword chant rising from the storm with that sound, and immediately three feet of light erupted from the sword tips of four swords.

"Buzz!"

The sword disk bloomed in the sky like a lotus.

All the Qinggang storms were swept out, and the regular avenues could not help but be stopped.

Take a closer look.

Xu Xiaoshou's feet were stepped on brilliantly, and his body was vibrating rapidly at a very high frequency, as fast as if it were still.

And there are four swords that are also trembling slightly!

For some unknown reason, the two suddenly reached a state of perfect harmony between man and sword!

"Tianjie?"

"No, it's not Tianjie!"

"It's just simple, it fits well..."

In Dao Qiongcang's eyes, "Xu Xiaoshou and the Sword" under the green storm at this moment resembled the most perfect painting.

He searched hard and couldn't use other gorgeous words to describe this painting. In the end, only one word came to his mind:

suitable!

It’s just appropriate, nothing else!

"What a naughty ancient sword cultivator..."

Dao Qiongcang secretly gasped, and there was a trace of jealousy in his eyes that he was not even aware of.

Just by saying a few words, he could mentally control the artifact as famous as Xuan Cang, and easily increase his combat power to 120%.

Just a change of posture can draw attention to the battlefield and make everyone's eyes move to their group involuntarily.

Ancient sword repair...

Why!

Tianjishu is also very cool!

But every time he talks about "showing off" to the sky, the reactions of others are always extremely disgusting and irritable, as if they want to cut themselves with their eyes, and they are eager for an answer.

Gu Jianxiu’s own saucy...

How should I put it, there is a bit of fairy spirit in the arrogance.

The Dao firmament is beyond our reach, and even the "Six Dao Firmament·Sword Immortal Dao" is difficult to imitate.

He hated that Ba Zun knew this!

Hating Wujiwu, all the ancient sword cultivators, what he hates most is that he cannot learn it!

But hate returned to hate, Dao Qiongcang secretly burned this picture, dug out Xu Xiaoshou in his mind, stuffed himself in, and set the location under the scene of the Holy God Continent that attracted everyone's attention...

He suddenly felt a little lighter, as if he was floating. He imitated, unconsciously, and murmured to himself without making a sound:

"If we weren't in a hurry, Tianji Technique would be the most romantic art, right?"

your?

Yours is good.

But from now on, it's mine!

…

sword?

In the storm, sharpness suddenly emerged.

Sui Yin noticed the abnormality for the first time, and when he glanced at it, he couldn't help but be stunned.

"It's strange..."

The "descendants of the Heavenly Ancestor", the "Void Giant Clan", the "European Dancer" who can grow in size...

All the subjective impressions about Xu Xiaoshou flashed through Sui Yin's mind, and they could be summed up in the word "reckless man".

He couldn't combine that image with the current person - even though Xu Xiaoshou had shown his good brain power and sword power before.

"The power of the sword..."

Yes, from this young man, he once again saw a potential that was no less than that of an extreme giant.

But it belongs to "sword"!

It was as if he was not a descendant of the Heavenly Ancestor, but a descendant of the Sword Ancestor!

The sword is the bone of the Immortal Wind. It is used by a gentleman. It can be used with four or two strokes. It can kill with the palm of the hand. It is really not liked by the giants in the void.

Incompatibility by nature.

Just like God suddenly said, "I will plan to kill you thousands of miles away" - this statement itself gives people an incompatible feeling of discomfort.

This is how I feel at the moment.

But reality is too exaggerated!

This young man has been undergoing transformation all the time since he first laid eyes on him.

The secret formation of swordsmanship under his feet is so bright, and the divisions are so obvious, which declares that he has perfect mastery of the nine sword arts.

The mixed aura around him, including spirit refining, ancient martial arts, void...etc., etc., quickly faded away.

When he raised his sword to the sky, pointing at the highest point of the world.

He no longer looks like a giant in the void. He seems to have found his most suitable attitude towards life in the chaotic world of mortals, and gained perfect detachment from it.

"boom!"

It's time for the sword to soar into the sky and break up the storm.

The silver light clears the world and breaks through the clouds.

"Shen Yin!"

Xu Xiaoshou looked at Sui Yin from a distance, his eyes as cold as water under the moonlight, and said calmly:

"What if I kill you with three swords and this game is over?"

…

What a loud tone!

When the word "how" echoes between heaven and earth.

Dao Qiongcang's first reaction was, was Xu Xiaoshou invited to the Eight Masters? Why did he suddenly become so tough?

But then I thought about it...

Bazunzhen is not this style.

The same madness, the same arrogance, but he has a different feeling. Maybe this is purely due to Xu Xiaoshou himself?

Is he cheating?

But three swords can kill the evil spirits...

Frontal combat is unavoidable. What happens after he finishes his deception?

Dao Qiongcang, who claims to be the "Three Supremes of the Qiongcang", can only fight with Wuzezhenyin. Moreover, the body is not his own, and he is not suitable for a protracted battle.

And the attack power of the ancient sword cultivator can really be so much stronger than that of the Tianji Warlock - holding a sword, he can hit the mouth of the young man of the next generation as hard as the eight masters of the past?

"Then I can wait..."

Dao Qiongcang secretly stepped back and secretly protected the soul bodies of the two pillars. While preparing for the "Eight Gods Subjugation Technique" ceremony, he turned his head and glanced at Sui Yin.

…

"laugh!"

It was obvious that Sui Yin wanted to laugh when he heard this.

After all, in his eyes, especially in his eyes with the power of the Demon Ancestor at this moment.

"Cao Yihan" is just a clown. Where did Xu Xiaoshou borrow the courage to speak such wild words?

But there was a sound from the other side.

He raised his eyes and noticed something unusual.

After the storm broke out, a layer of silver moon appeared on the top of the clouds in the sky.

The moonlight shone down like a wash, coldly, unmoved by the storms in the world, and only fell on the sword of the young man in black, covering the sword with a hazy silver scale.

Illusion?

There seems to be a flower in front of my eyes.

At a certain moment, Sui Yin actually saw a ninety-nine-story illusory high-rise building. The young man was already standing on the top of the lonely building, showing his back, which looked very similar...

"Sword Ancestor!"

Sui Yin suddenly came back to his senses.

He realized that his illusion just now might not be an illusion. This kid's sword had some charm of the Sword Ancestor.

More than "like", it's close to "is"!

However, with a little hope, can it be possible?

Sui Yin flicked his sleeves and shouted coldly:

"No big deal..."

However, before the word "shame" came out of his mouth, the young man under his gaze suddenly jumped high into the bright moon.

He lifted his sword into the air and pulled it out...

"Keng!"

The Void Sword roared.

The nine afterimages are united as swords and integrated into the body.

Under the moonlight, the young man's body is surrounded by withered plum petals, floating in the dust of mortals. He steps on the ghost king of the ten palaces, with thousands of swords on his head to pay homage. He carries a pair of green wings on his back. He looks at the Bodhisattva with his eyebrows lowered, showing an image of compassion and peace.

There was a roar, and thunder struck the ruins of God.

The storm stirred up dust and gravel, which were suspended in the air, each with its sharp edge not showing any trace of its fierceness.

"Sword Elephant?"

Dao Qiongcang frowned, and even thought that someone from Meisi had been invited to possess him.

But he soon discovered that it was not the case. Compared with the real sword elephant of the Meisi people, Xu Xiaoshou did not summon any "thing".

The images around him at this moment are overflowing from his body.

Is this weak?

No!

He is the sword elephant!

Different from the angry and fierce look of Mei Si's sword-like King Kong, the peaceful appearance of Xu Xiaoshou's body at this moment actually added a hidden charm of "hidden sword skills".

But everyone can see that both he himself and the gravel that was summoned to float in the air contain "extremely evil" power.

Put the edge into your body and show the ordinary outside.

Back to Basics!

With just this leap, Dao Qiongtian couldn't help but be secretly shocked. Xu Xiaoshou has evolved again!

"the student surpasses the master."

…

The sinister sarcasm died in his throat.

He actually felt a bit of coldness on his skin through the "scabbard" - a threat?

Can!

that's it!

By pretending to be mysterious, can you beg the ancestors to look at you?

"What, you don't dare?"

Without waiting for any more words, the young man on the opposite side woke up and sneered.

There was no need to move the sword, just a look, the clear and transparent moonlight broke through the void and penetrated the soul.

"Boom!"

Sui Yin witnessed the image of Gu Louying again.

This time, his mind, which seemed to be fine but was actually riddled with holes after a series of battles, was lost, and his body exploded with endless demonic energy.

He was like a saint emperor, just like a demon emperor.

"So exciting!"

Dao Qiongcang praised secretly.

Arrogant Xu is the strongest Xu.

In this state, Su Yin was not stimulated at all, and Xu Xiaoshou's look focused on the mind, which could be said to be tearing open the scar and rubbing salt.

Su Yin?

He couldn't resist!

And this kid really grew up...

Not only did he do it according to his own plan, he also had his own ideas.

At this moment, the situation was under his control and completely dominated by him, dragging him into the three swords competition that did not allow long-term battles.

In this way, we only need to invite the eight masters, and one sword can destroy all the prestige of the evil spirit!

Then, the only question is...

Can he invite them?

Or, even if he can't invite them, he plans to do it himself?

Dao Qiongcang narrowed his eyes, and the holy thoughts had already penetrated into the ruins of the gods, looking for the "blockade" of the evil spirit.

He was preparing not only the ceremony.

Regardless of success or failure, he was beginning to plan another way out.

...

"Jie Chi Chi!"

As expected, after the evil spirit of the evil spirit penetrated his body, he was angry and angry.

Although he defended himself and returned to the gods in an instant, and restored his dignity, he couldn't help but retreat half a step before he could stop his body, and sneered:

"Yes!"

"This ancestor asserts here today. If you can hurt this ancestor Saint Emperor with three swords, even if you let him live, what's the harm?"

The sword intention is to hide and fierce.

The sword force is to restrain and fierce.

Xu Xiaoshou heard the voice, but his face was still neither sad nor happy, but his fingers could not help but tremble more violently, but he still said calmly:

"Injured?"

"I said I would kill you, so I will kill you. Three swords will tell the difference, and I will never break my promise."

How insolent!

Like a tyrant, Suyin raised his six arms and three heads, and raised the White Night Feather Fan, Fengli Sutra and other artifacts in his hands, and shouted:

"Come!"

"If this ancestor takes a step back, you lose!"

With a loud bang, the Canglong Drinking Moon Diagram came directly across and blocked in front of him.

Fengli Sutra turned over the heaviest page, and the world-destroying storm gathered, turning into a condensed and compressed three-meter wind realm to protect itself.

No more!

To deal with the three sky statues, he still needs to dodge.

To deal with this kid, Suyin only set up two layers of defense, and did not use any magic.

It seems that in his eyes, Xu Xiaoshou's next sword is only worthy of him using these two layers of external objects for defense.

Too much.

It hurts the majesty of the ancestor god!

…

"This is too arrogant."

Arrogant and timid, is it so?

Xu Xiaoshou only glanced at it, raised the corner of his lips slightly, and retracted his gaze without any evaluation.

Wait for death!

Let alone, the attack power of the 80% sword disk alone is no weaker than any super-dao refining spirit.

It can even be said that it is infinitely close to the strongest attack of at least half of the ten thrones...well, at least there is one.

No!

Don't underestimate yourself!

You must know that the sword disk is not a small disk, but a large disk, which contains nine major sword techniques and one sword technique part.

Its passive skill consumption is ten times that of other Dao disks!

This is not to mention that Xu Xiaoshou is not prepared to use only sword moves.

Before showing the sword, he has many preparations!

…

"Swish..."

The hand holding the sword suddenly burned.

This time, what rolled up the sleeves and robes was not the extremely compressed Thorough Mind Dragon Melting Burning, but the Silver Hua Like Water Sword Mind!

Mind?

Suyin's heart was shaken, thinking of the punishment of the thunder father who controlled him.

His fingers trembled, and he wanted to add more defense in front of him, such as blocking a stone carving of the Holy Ancestor.

But the posture had been done in advance, and now it was added?

"Ha!"

He responded with disdain, treating the sword thought as a floating cloud.

...

"Chi Chi Chi!"

The ghost energy rose in the sky, and three blood lines appeared between Xu Xiaoshou's eyebrows, and he swung his nine tails on his back in the air.

He actually entered the ghost beast state in human form.

"Hiss——"

The breathing method combined with the swallowing power sucked.

With this suck, the spiritual power of heaven and earth suddenly rioted, and the ten thousand miles of land suddenly became a vacuum.

Even Dao Qiongcang staggered repeatedly, as if he was about to fall.

The Fengli Sutra in Suyin's hand also fell to the ground and split into several pages, which were directly swallowed into Xu Xiaoshou's stomach through the air.

"What?"

Even the power of Fenglijing was forcibly pulled away. Suyin didn't know whether he was shocked or absorbed, and his footsteps floated slightly.

If he could digest such power immediately, then cut it...

No.

I can't digest it.

Suyin thought so, his expression did not change, but his knees sank slightly-he wanted to take out the big bell and drum to cover himself.

But!

How can a dignified evil god cover himself like a turtle when the young man on the opposite side didn't even move his sword?

"Heh."

Suyin sneered and pointed at Xu with his nose.

...

"Boom!"

His mind sank, and he sank into the world of "Guanjian Dian".

Xu Xiaoshou saw the high-spirited figure of the white-clothed swordsman again, and he didn't know how to move him.

But from the beginning to the end, he had no intention of asking the Eight Lords to come for this first sword.

Let's try this sword, which can not only cut off the evil spirit, but also cut off the galaxy!

What he wants...

With a raised eyebrow, the void suddenly sounded the clang of a sharp sword being unsheathed.

Xu Xiaoshou's eyes penetrated the evil spirit and cast towards the invisible starlight hand outside the core of the heavenly realm - this is the blockade.

Without saying much, he raised the four swords in his hand.

This sword has become heavier than Suijun.

"Come on!"

This sword, Dao Qiongcang, I will help you tear the seal.

This sword, the Eight Lords, I will cut towards the door of the second face.

This sword, the evil spirit...

And the evil spirit!

You are not Suijun Shield!

You can't block this sword!

"Boom--"

The spirit follows the heart, and the spirit penetrates the bull.

When the sword eye in the heart opens, the mountains and rivers change color.

Xu Xiaoshou had four swords in his hands, which exploded with a loud bang, and he could no longer lift them up. As if he was carrying a force of ten thousand kilograms, he sank to the ground obliquely.

"Ka-"

"Bang!"

Where the sword light pointed.

There was clearly no heavy object hanging down.

The earth was like being touched by the sword tip of a heavy sword hanging from the sky, and a ten-thousand-foot-high chasm was blasted out.

Where the moonlight splashed, it split when it touched the air, and melted when it touched the Tao. Those who saw it had blood in their eyes, and those who thought about it had their souls broken and their hearts chilled.

Dao Qiongcang was essentially nearly fifty years old. At this glance, he felt his blood boiling, and the master's sword intention was all drawn out.

Before the eight masters were invited, he felt that the soul of the sword immortal was possessed, and he could chant as soon as he opened his mouth:

"There are four swords in my hand three feet away, and the oblique tilt has already divided the ruins of the sky! Color!"

It is indeed a good sword... Before Suyin took the sword, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and there was a gleam of surprise in his eyes.

He!

Shamefully!

Want to retreat further and block it again!

…

"No gods, no ancestors!"

"No laws!"

"No desires, no emotions!"

"No obstacles, no barriers!"

Four thunders rang out in the world.

Completely different from the sword intents learned and understood before, it was like a dream, and was understood at the moment.

Xu Xiaoshou's eyes were bloodshot, his teeth were clenched, and the fierce sword in his hand was no longer hidden. He flicked it in the air, and the world suddenly had a black light:

"Sword start!"

Hide the sword technique, hide the edge.

Start the sword technique, take the blade out of the sheath.

At that time, the light and shadow of the sword dart lingered, and the various second realm mystical patterns were lit up one after another. The points were not greedy, and the essence was taken to get the brilliance.

This sword, the "heart-killing" of Prajna, the "abandonment" of Tianqi, the "excessive force" of the anger of the Great Red God, and the "ruthlessness" of the Forgetful Sword!

"Four borrowed two realms, and returned to my ultimate intention."

"Try this sword, no desires, no recklessness!"

Boom——

A sword came out, chaos was broken.

In response, the evil swords' black light cascaded down from the four swords like a waterfall, like a curtain of darkness rising from the moonlight, reaching up to the sky, filling the vision of all living beings in the silver and green wind. ()