"My sword starts from one and returns to infinity. All things I live, all spirits I change, the sword moves infinitely, and things should be changed randomly. The true meaning of the sword is like constant sand number!"
This is the beginning of the taixuan sword Sutra, which shows the mystery of taixuan.
After Lintian set foot in the top holy land, he has cultivated 18000 sword Qi in 18000 holes in his body.
The previous sword started from one and turned into thousands. It gathered the power of Lintian's three ways of refining Qi, God and body, and combined the profound meanings of all martial arts.
Although there was only one sword, the power accumulated in it could be regarded as one of the strongest killing methods that Lintian mastered at present!
The world was silent, and all the top swordsmen were completely frightened.
In kendo, they had inherent pride and self-confidence, but now, in front of Lintian's sword, all pride and self-confidence were destroyed!
Now thinking of what they have just experienced makes them fear and tremble.
A sword will defeat them. Even in the ancient regions of daruo, those who can do this can hardly be found!
The most terrible thing was that Lintian was still very young, and he was not a pure sword practitioner. He was also good at Holy stripe!
What kind of Freak is this?
"Is the sword Qingchen, one of the eight wonders of the green world, the one who enters this secret place?"
Lintian suddenly asked.
He was still as calm and indifferent as before, but the people's eyes on them had changed, with an indelible fear.
"Hum! Kill if you want to kill. Want us to talk? Wishful thinking!"
Some people gnash their teeth and regard death as home.
Poof!
As soon as Lintian said something, he raised his hand and took away the sword spirit, and killed him on the spot.
In the past few months since he left the ancient wasteland camp, Lintian walked, searched and practiced all the way, and his understanding of "three in one" became more and more profound.
Now, the power of his strike is extremely powerful. Not to mention ordinary true saints, even the top saints can't beat their edge!
If he had touched the invincible threshold of this realm before, now, wait for him to step in and enter the house!
It's no exaggeration to say that even the top saints can't get into Lintian's eyes as long as they are not those amazing figures.
"Go!"
When someone drinks too much, he turns around and runs away.
Now, they were all seriously injured and had lost the strength and courage to fight Lintian. If they wanted to save their lives, they had to escape.
Lintian didn't look at it. With a wave of his sleeve robe, taixuan sword Qi swept out and killed him in the air.
Poof!
The blood drizzled, and the man who escaped was covered by the torrent of sword Qi. His body broke in an instant. He only had time to scream and died completely.
"Fight with him!"
"Kill!"
Stimulated by death, the other top swordsmen were red in their eyes and looked ferocious. They rose up and attacked them.
Lintian turned a blind eye, stepped forward, his body was bright, and the light flowed. With him walking, a series of mysterious sword Qi roared out, brilliant and brilliant, peerless and sharp, sweeping away.
Poof poof!
As he passed by, one figure after another fell down, just like grass mustard, and was easily harvested.
What about Jue Ding Jian Sheng?
In the face of absolute crushing combat power, it is really no different from grass mustard!
Of course, this was Lintian's intention, and as soon as he started, he used his strongest combat power without dragging water, and showed a destructive attitude from beginning to end.
After only ten breaths, Lintian came to the door of that secret place.
And behind him, all the top swordsmen were slaughtered!
Xiaoyin and Xiaotian had already flown out and skillfully cleaned up the spoils. In the past few months, they followed Lintian and saw many similar scenes, which was no wonder.
But in their hearts, even they often sigh that the master he... Is really becoming more and more fierce and powerful.
However, they also knew that because they couldn't find Zhao Jingxuan for a long time, Lintian became more and more silent, and his temper became more and more bad. It became a common thing to fight when he didn't agree.
Before long, Xiao Yin and Xiao Tian packed up and joined Lintian. Seeing that Lintian didn't mean to talk, they didn't say anything more.
Unexpectedly, Lintian suddenly said, "are you worried that if this continues, I will become a butcher who only knows how to kill?"
Xiaoyin and Xiaotian were stunned, and then nodded together.
"Master, we all know that you are worried about the safety of Miss Jing Xuan, but you can't embarrass yourself too much."
Xiao Yin took a deep breath and said seriously, "I believe that Miss Jing Xuan is beautiful. Although there is still no news about her, it's not a bad thing. At least... It's better than the worst news."
Lintian said with a clear look in his eyes, "I've been thinking about a problem all the way. Now, I think about it."
Xiaoyin and Xiaotian are stunned again. What do you want to understand?
But Lintian didn't say much anymore. He raised his feet and walked to the door of the secret place.
He was vaguely sure that the "little Lord" in the mouth of the top sword saints was probably the sword Qingchen who was regarded as the first generation of young people in the ancient region of daruo!
Now, since he met him, he can't miss this opportunity.
Jian Qingchen, the descendant of Tianjian Pavilion, the leader of the ancient region camp of Dalao, is one of the eight wonders of the green world and a rare swordsmanship genius in ten thousand years.
With a strange roar, Lintian appeared in a secret world at the next moment.
The sky is vast and blue, with mountains and clouds in the distance.
This is a picturesque and mysterious world full of peace and tranquility. The air is filled with a calming atmosphere.
As soon as he stopped, Lintian only felt that the power of the avenue around him became very lively, as if he perfectly matched with the mountains and rivers of the world in a moment, and could clearly feel a kind of coming Avenue!
Lintian's black eyes flashed a different color, raised his feet, and his divine consciousness spread.
Along the way, you can see picturesque mountains and rivers, magnificent scenery, green mountains and green waters everywhere, just like a pure land of immortal family.
Before long, when Lintian was walking through a green bamboo forest, he was stunned and his heart beat violently.
Shua!
The next moment, his figure has appeared in the depths of the bamboo forest.
There is a thatched cottage made of green bamboo. It is obvious that someone once lived here.
Lintian raised his feet and walked into it. The bamboo building was elegant and clean. There were bamboo slips and futons. On the slips, there was also a bamboo tube with several light blue flowers obliquely inserted in it, which were in bud.
Lintian took a deep breath and meditated.
"It's Jing Xuan. She must have settled here!"
After half a ring, Lintian's dark eyes were bright and his face was excited.
He didn't expect that he was right this time!
"It seems that she has been here since she entered the nine regions battlefield. Otherwise, she can't have leisure to build bamboo buildings!"
Lintian took a deep breath and restrained his excitement. "Just, where is Jing Xuan now?"
He turned and walked out of the bamboo building. His divine consciousness spread and felt all around.
Half a ring, he finally caught a faint breath and went to the far distance.
Lintian rushed away without hesitation.
But before long, Lintian's eyes suddenly narrowed and his figure fell to the ground. He came to the grass on one side and raised his hand to pick up a blade of grass.
The grass leaves are bright green, narrow and straight, but they are obviously cut by a sharp and unparalleled breath, and the fracture is flat and smooth.
When Lintian felt carefully, a faint sword was caught by him.
The meaning of this sword was very plain, almost imperceptible and insignificant, but it was completely different in Lintian's eyes.
What he saw was a vast, majestic and overbearing momentum, a fierce spirit that rushed to his face!
It's like a sword hidden in a deep box. Although all its edges are covered, when it comes out of its scabbard, the prosperity of the sword is definitely brighter than the bright moon on the sea!
Sword dust?
Lintian's black eyes flashed a cold light, and his mind was tight.
If Jing Xuan has been here all the time, Jian Qingchen is afraid to notice her existence for the first time after entering this secret territory!
At the next moment, Lintian did not hesitate to move with all his strength, and his divine consciousness spread like a tide, moving all the way along the residual breath of Zhao Jingxuan.
On the way, he also noticed that the smell of the suspected sword dust has always existed. Obviously, he also found something strange and was investigating.
Before long, a roar came from a distance.
Suddenly, Lintian looked up and saw the magnificent picture.
It was a majestic Purple Mountain. The sky over the mountain was covered with dark clouds, like the curtain of eternal night.
The dazzling and frightening robbery thunder rolled and roared in the robbery cloud like a python dragon, and its roar was like a war drum pounded by a God.
This is a great and rare holy disaster!
Soon, Lintian's eyes suddenly shrunk, and his divine consciousness was firmly drawn by a beautiful shadow standing on the top of the purple mountain.
The beautiful shadow is graceful and slender. It is fluttering in a skirt and a head of black and green silk is coiled high, revealing a beautiful, picturesque and refined white face.
She is alone, standing on the cliff. Her graceful figure flows the unreal light, just like a fairy facing the dust, with a thrilling beauty.
However, she looked rare and dignified at the moment. She looked up at the sky, where there were clouds of robbery and the smell of destruction filled the air. It would come soon!
Jing Xuan!
It's really her!
At that moment, Lintian couldn't help laughing. His eyes were bright and his heart was full of joy.
It's been more than a year since we left, but now we finally meet. He's fine, and I'm fine. It's a joy to meet again, but that's all!
But soon, Lintian's joy was replaced by a cold feeling.
In his divine consciousness, he caught another breath, a breath that seemed dull and restrained, but actually fierce and overbearing.
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(the update is a little late. It's not saving manuscripts for the new year, but the death of cavenka. In the future, goldfish will update it as soon as possible ~)