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Chapter Four Hundred and Eighty Nine: I use Kendo to conquer all immortals

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, a month and a half have passed.

In front of the stove like a scorching sun, the upper body was *, and the muscles like dragons were raised. At this moment, he controlled the flames in the furnace with his left hand, pushing the sword body that had been integrated into the innate magical aura into the air, and clasped his fist with his right hand like a hammer, constantly hammering it from afar, constantly ejecting the impurities accumulated over countless years.

At this time, the heat in the entire iron mountain had reached its peak, and the majestic heat flow almost burned the water vapor, so that as long as you stand on the iron mountain, you will feel as if you are about to suffocate.

Yao Ruoyu stood behind the bandit, staring at the sword body rolling in the cauldron that was constantly pushing by flames, his eyes full of uncontrollable expectations.

Compared with a month and a half ago, Yao Ruoyu's temperament has changed drastically. He naturally developed the majesty of the king after he was in a high position for a long time. As a swordsman, he became extremely sharp after comprehending the swordsmanship. The gloom of the cautious and suspicious nature in his "nature" was not in conflict before, but now, in another sudden and vast expanse, the three actually showed signs of gradually merging.

What brought Yao Ruoyu was not only the gorgeous chapters of swordsmanship, but also allowed him to appreciate the real glory of swordsmanship, but also allowed him to understand a bit of Guang Chengzi's state of mind as the ancestor of the sword fairy. He regarded swordsmen in the world as disciples.

It is precisely this kind of mentality that is what is needed to end the peak martial arts of Jiandao. In addition, he is determined to melt the martial arts of Wanjia, which has gradually begun to merge the three types of temperaments developed in previous experiences.

Looking at the aura he exuded, it would be revealed in just one and a half months. Yao Ruoyu had already overcome the bottleneck that had trapped him for several years and broke through to the sixth realm, and it was not the first level of the sixth realm, but directly the second level of the sixth realm.

Just after breaking through the bottleneck, the sword body was about to take shape, so Yao Ruoyu temporarily put down his mind on practicing and planned to wait for the sword to take shape.

It was the 49th day now, because every day the peddler would drop a drop of Yao Ruoyu's essence and blood, so even if the sword had not yet taken shape, Yao Ruoyu could already feel the infinite aura contained in the sword's body. It was the evil spirit that could only be cultivated after killing countless creatures.

Just as Yao Ruoyu was quietly staring at the forging, the flames in the furnace suddenly expanded and turned into infinite heat waves and threw them out. Before Yao Ruoyu could raise his hand, the peddler opened his mouth and spit out the field that could only be possessed in the seven realms, pressing all the heat waves out back to the furnace.

He swung the hammer nine times again, and the pan worker was covered in sweat and shouted angrily: "It's almost done, get ready. This sword is a natural killer weapon. It is born with a spirit. It will definitely seek an opportunity to escape. You must conquer it as soon as possible!"

Yao Ruoyu nodded slightly, and the bandit didn't care whether he heard it or not. After taking a deep breath, he raised his arm and held the hammer and hammered it hard for the last time.

In this moment, all the hot flames in the stove exploded like boiling water, and a terrifying aura of hostility swept across the body. Even though he was prepared for it, Yao Ruoyu was still shocked by the anger and was covered in cold hair.

Only a sword sounded, and the flame that had been surging before suddenly extinguished, and then a sword light shot out from it and rushed out of the iron mountain.

"Do it!" Pan Gong shouted angrily when he saw this. Yao Ruoyu also jumped up quickly, ending the soul thoughts that were nurtured by the sword path swept across the world. Finally, he captured the trajectory of the sword light in an instant, and immediately sacrificed chaos and black holes to intercept it in front of the sword light. Chaos fell, black holes swallowed it, and forced the sword to be engulfed in mid-air.

Yao Ruoyu's body was as lightning as lightning, and rushed to the sword light in seven steps. He grabbed the hilt of the sword and resisted the gust of the gust of the gust. At the same time, he cut his fingertips to pour blood on it. He took the opportunity to seep the soul thought into the sword tip little by little, and gradually controlled the sword.

Half an hour passed, and with Yao Ruoyu's extremely refreshing roar, the evil thoughts that had previously filled the world suddenly disappeared without any signs, and all whales sucked into the sword's edge, and the true shape of the sword emerged.

This is a long sword with dark body, three feet and nine inches, with an extremely sharp edge. There is a concave blood groove on the spine of the sword. A pure black gem is inlaid in the center of the sword grid, which is connected to the blood groove. There is chaos flowing in the gem, the hilt of the sword is narrow, the hilt is wide on both sides, the sword bead is protruding, and the whole sword light can feel the aura of killing coming to the face.

After carefully looking at the sword for a long time, Yao Ruoyu discovered that there were countless creatures on both sides of the sword, including monks riding on clouds and fog, ferocious beasts with tigers and snakes, and humanoid creatures with cow horns on their heads.

Pan Gong stood beside him, his face was a little pale. It was obvious that he had lost too much energy these days. At this time, he also appeared these creature patterns and couldn't help but frown and said, "Where did you get this sword fetus?"

"What do you mean?" Yao Ruoyu raised his eyebrows and said curiously.

After pursing his lips, Pangong Chen said, "These totems were not carved by me, and there were no such things on the sword body before. It was able to produce so many totems of top creatures out of thin air. The origin of this sword is definitely not simple. I even suspect that it might have been a top weapon, but it was later destroyed and turned into such a sword body."

"So you suspect these totems are..." Yao Ruoyu narrowed his eyes and suddenly laughed, "Can they be all the creatures killed by this sword back then?"

"Isn't it possible?" Pan Gong smiled meaningfully.

Yao Ruoyu smiled a little, and after a while, he smiled bitterly: "These totems can feel terrible just by looking at them. If this sword had really killed so many masters, it should be very famous in history, right?"

Pan Gong whispered and shook his head and said, "Anyway, I don't remember that there were divine swords similar to this sword in history. Forget it, these are things that have happened in countless years. How about it, have you given the name?"

"Get up," Yao Ruoyu nodded gently and said with a smile, "I thought about two things, "Wusheng" or "Zhenxian". Which one is better, senior?"

"Wusheng, Immortality," Pan Gong sighed with a serious look, "It's all very courageous! Wusheng, no creatures in the world, is really terrifying. If you don't have the ambition to kill the creatures in the world, you'd better give up this name."

"Senior, don't you think this name is very compatible with this sword?" Yao Ruoyu said with a chuckle.

Pan Gong laughed in silence and sighed: "It's a perfect match. This sword is a natural killer weapon and is destined to slaughter thousands of creatures. With this name, the killing that will be triggered in the future will probably increase by a hundred times."

"It's this immortal," Pan Gong touched his chin and chanted, "Immortals are the Nine Realms. This sword can suppress the Nine Realms, and naturally can suppress all the following masters. In this name, you can also slightly suppress the violent aura in the sword, so as not to damage your own foundation after a long time."

Yao Ruoyu nodded thoughtfully, and after a moment of determination, he smiled and said, "Just call me Zhenxian! Suppress all immortals!"

When he thought of "suppressing all immortals", countless totems on the sword suddenly floated slightly, but then they returned to dimness, so that neither Yao Ruoyu nor Pan Gong felt abnormal.

The predecessor of Zhenxian Sword originally contained a terrifying murderous intent. In the battle of Longmen Town, it absorbed the evil aura that was born after nearly 150,000 people died. In addition, the innate evil aura of gods and demons and Yao Ruoyu merged into the forty-nine drops of essence and blood that ended the sword, which made the sword always dissipate a terrifying spirit of soul.

Yao Ruoyu and Zhenxian Jian were connected with each other, so he naturally could not feel the surging anger. However, Pangong, even a powerful person in the seventh realm, gradually could not bear the anger that the sword was constantly hitting the anger around him after staying for a long time. He specially went to Bingpo Lake, collected a large number of Jiuyou Ice Po, and helped him create a sword sheath to suppress the anger of the sword blade.

The Zhanhu sword was already shattered in the battle with Wanyan Diyi, so after Yao Ruoyu came out of the Immortal Sword, he took the sword to find a secret room and began to refine the Immortal Sword into a natal weapon.

When his spiritual consciousness was completely integrated into the Immortal Sword, countless pictures suddenly appeared in Yao Ruoyu's mind. It was the scene of countless creatures dying, including strong men who pulled mountains with bare hands, Eastern divine dragons crisscrossing the sky, and countless immortals who rode on the clouds and fog. They all turned into ashes under the sword light.

Watching these scenes quietly, Yao Ruoyu suddenly realized something. As his thoughts moved, the countless totems on the sword exuded a unique aura. They were the three thousand great ways they had learned, and they had the same and different.

When the creatures represented by these totems are still alive, each of them has at least seven levels of cultivation, and their perceptions are also at the level of the Three Thousand Great Dao.

Yao Ruoyu's ending sword path was to melt the martial arts of Wanjia and improve the method of reversal. He was worried that he would not have the opportunity to collect martial arts of Wanjia, but he suddenly fell asleep and came to his pillow. With so many totems, even if there was only a little broken left, it was enough to perfect the sword path to an extremely high level.

Yao Ruoyu, who was in surprise, did not appear. While refining his natal sword, the soul talisman in his purple palace was also slowly changing.

The previous word soul talisman was reversed from the Bagua to the Four Symbols and turned into the four colors of blue, red, blue and gold. Among them, the blue and red colors, which symbolize water and fire, are close to pure colors, and the latter two are still translucent.

When Yao Ruoyu wrapped the immortal sword with his natal energy and gradually refined it, the gold color that symbolized gold was slowly purified.

Until the entire killer is completely integrated into his body, the golden domain has reached a level close to pure color. Like the blue and red area representing water and fire, it requires a final threshold to be completely upgraded to pure color, that is, a perfect state.

At the same time, the huge aura contained in the Immortal Sword was added to the ending sword, causing Yao Ruoyu's spiritual power to surge. In the blink of an eye, he had already crossed from the original level of the sixth level to the fourth level of the sixth level.

Of course, at the cost, the immortal green wood on his chest almost completely shattered. Although it could barely be able to survive, the life spiritual energy contained in the immortal green wood was also exhausted to the bottom. It is estimated that as long as there is a little less, this spiritual object that has existed for countless years will be completely shattered.
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