The Tianhai Continent advocates practice, with three thousand great ways and a hundred flowers blooming.

As today.

The most mainstream and magnificent sect is undoubtedly the only one of the three schools of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism.

In terms of the largest base and the lowest threshold, that is, the powerful martial artist led by Wudi City.

If we talk about the most destructive and extremely powerful one, there is no doubt that it is the sword cultivator lineage represented by the North Sword Pavilion.

But in Dongshengzhou, in addition to the prosperity of Taoism, there is also a kind of practitioner that is most afraid of.

That is Dao Kuilin's sword cultivation.

Hanyun Sect is better than Dao Kuilin.

But there is a saying in the world of cultivation that it is better to provoke Taoist gods from Hanyun Sect than to provoke the swordsmen of Dao Kuilin, which naturally explains some problems.

When swordsmen use swords, they give people the impression that they are domineering and powerful, and more importantly... they don't want to live.

Every powerful sword cultivator will put his life and death aside and use the most powerful and fierce sword techniques when facing the enemy.

They don't know how to hold back, and they only have one purpose, that is, to end their opponent's life.

Of course, no one wants to deliberately celebrate a festival with such a lunatic.

Dao Kuilin's woman, Dao Sheng Zizhu, is the madman among madmen.

Even if you are a great practitioner of the seven holy places in the world of practice, you may not take Dao Kuilin seriously, but you also respect this female Dao Saint.

There are many rumors about her, but one of them is the most convincing.

She has been to the Endless Demon Realm, then to the Eternal Wild, and then successfully returned alive.

This can already illustrate many problems.

As for ordinary practitioners, they respect her even more as gods. Where does the four words "Saint of Swords" come from?

.....

Thousands of miles away from Dongshengzhou, there are mountains covered by haze, and there are bamboo forests among the mountains, and the roots of the bamboo are as thick as two people hugging each other, towering into the clouds.

It was almost heatstroke, but this vast bamboo forest was extremely cold, with the cold wind like a knife, whirring.

At this time, countless disciples were resting and practicing. Occasionally, a breeze blew the clouds and mist around, revealing the broken swords that were stuck on the ground all over the mountains and fields. They were bright and filled with their eyes, and the sword was full of energy.

There is a bamboo house on the cliff a hundred meters above the bamboo forest. It is as calm as usual all year round. Occasionally, disciples glance at it, and their eyes are filled with unconcealed admiration.

However, with a shocking sword before, the sword energy blew across the sea of ​​clouds, countless disciples looked up, their faces full of shock and confusion.

Elder Zizhu has not come out of the mountain for many years. Why did he suddenly use a knife today? Where did this knife go?

....

Next to the bamboo forest.

A girl with quiet eyebrows and eyes stretched her right hand on her forehead and looked into the distance, which was very playful.

The only thing that was a little inconsistent was that she was carrying a giant blade that was as tall as hers.

The sword disappeared from the air, and the girl turned her head and looked at the bamboo house again.

A tall back was sitting cross-legged in the bamboo house, and it was only vaguely obvious that it was a woman.

The girl tilted her head slightly and asked nervously: "Master?"

After so many years, except for several famous masters in the world of cultivation, her master, who has already mastered his sword skills, has never made another sword.

More importantly, she could clearly feel that her current master was not in a good mood, or even a bad mood.

The girl was sure that even though she lost the last fight, her master had never been so unhappy.

"Diet in one day."

A voice without any emotion came from the bamboo house.

The girl was startled and asked, "Who has such courage?"

The wooden door of the bamboo house was slowly pushed open, and the tall woman finally walked out.

The woman, Knife, admired by the world, has an ordinary face and is even a bit ugly.

But what is surprising is that her temperament is very special, as if she is flowing mountains and flowing water, so majestic that people can ignore her appearance and even her gender, and feel respect and awe.

"If you don't know, your level is not high, and your methods are a bit weird."

The tall woman looked at her and said expressionlessly.

"Master, mourn."

The girl lowered her head slightly, not feeling much in her heart. She didn't like that person at all.

After suppressing the shock in his heart, the simple-minded girl immediately felt a little pity again.

Pity that ignorant of the life-and-death guy.

Unlike the gossip that is circulating outside the world, the girl knew that the master gave Zhang Yi to the streamer mirror, so naturally it was not because Zhang Yi was a young man raised by the woman's sword saint Zizhu, because this statement was simply a big deal.

What is the truth?

It can only be because Zhang Yi is her master, which is the biological son of the female sword sage Zizhu, as the world calls it.

This fact is cliché, but it is also very real. Even when she first learned about it, she was shocked and didn't react.

"Zhang Tiannan is indeed a waste. I actually fell in love with him at the beginning."

"That man used a sword and seemed to have some background."

"Forget it, cut off the secular marriage and die together, do you think?"

Zizhu asked.

Her questions were casual, calm, and even ruthless.

Logically speaking, practitioners pay attention to the supreme ceremonials. The higher their minds, the less they will take into account the worldly concerns. This is naturally even more true for practitioners like Zizhu. It is nothing.

But the girl lowered her head, but she didn't dare to speak.

Because the master has never been a person who talks a lot, maybe he has not said much in the past few years now.

The girl has even more compassion and wants to kill her master's biological son. What is this asking for death?

....

quite a while.

The woman Saint Saint looked at the horizon and said, "He is not dead yet."

The girl was stunned for a moment, and before she could come back to her senses, her eyes widened, and her sleeves were slid across the corners of her eyes.

The girl raised her head in confusion, and then saw her master wave her sleeves lightly.

He is not dead yet.

So two sleeves mean two knifes.

"ah!"

This time, the girl opened her mouth and exclaimed in surprise.

When the saint of the third realm of Yaochi came, his master made three swords.

But three swords will determine the outcome.

....

Thousands of miles away.

The air waves blow high in the sky.

There was only one wreck left in the high platform in Ruyang City, and countless trembling people hid in the corner and cried.

At the top of the round platform, Lu Chen inserted the ancient sword Yun Sheng into the floor tiles and stood proudly.

But the only difference is that Lu Chen's right hand, which was placed on the hilt of the sword, was trembling slightly, and a mouthful of blood was overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

In the sky, the impression of everyone was only at the arc-shaped sword energy that came from thousands of miles and collided with a majestic black light that emerged out of thin air.

After the spiritual energy exploded, countless people were overturned and were stunned on the ground, making a mess.

But I haven't had time to leave a reaction.

Two more thunders exploded, and most of the sky above Ruyang City was shrouded in twilight.

The black clouds press down on the top, and the wind and thunder are coming.

Lu Chen saw this scene silently and lifted the sword back with his backhand.

He pulled the corners of his mouth and said, "Continue."
Chapter completed!