Chapter 26 The Intangible Sword

The peacock flies southeast and wanders five miles...

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Tongming's real face turned red. Why did he endure it until this time before taking action? It was not to divert other people's attention and avoid looking at the flying sword on his body. You know, at the beginning, the "Feng Li Li Sword" and "Qingfeng Holding Moon Pot" made the two masters of the Huashen period not hesitate to join hands. , in order to get the "Landscape Lost Sword", Kong Xuan Taoist even did not hesitate to exchange the "Nine Disaster Dragon Secret" with blood infinite. The high value can be imagined!

However, if he was said by Jian Zhenren at this moment, does it mean that all his hidden works have been useless? This time, the face of the Tongming Taoist, who had just been smiling, suddenly became gloomy. Looking at Jian Zhenren's eyes are already full of murder. It can be expected that after this fight, he is afraid I'm afraid that more monks will come forward to rob his "scenes and confused sword". At that time, some Tongming Taoist people will be annoyed.

Situ Lang sat in the void and looked happily at Tongming Taoist and Jian Zhenren. From time to time, his mouth slightly raised his eyes were also full of curiosity. You should know that the reason why his yuan god was incomplete until now was that he did not have a good arrow. If he used the flying sword as an arrow, but I don't know what the strange effect is. Thinking of this, Situ Lang's eyes looking at Tongming Taoist are completely a kind of bandit looking at the rich man in the countryside.

Tongming Taoist snorted coldly and said gloomily, "Yes, my sword is good, but since you dare to call yourself with a sword, you naturally think your sword formula is the best in the world. Well, I've done it with you today!"

Speaking of this, the black dagger in the hand of the Tongming Taoist has begun to tremble slightly. At this time, his heart is full of a must-kill heart for the real sword, not only because the real sword has exposed his "landscape blurred sword" to the sun, but also to shock people's hearts, so as to avoid continuous trouble in the future. However, he didn't think for a moment. Since the real sword is in the name of the sword, his understanding of the sword is naturally good. He only needs to take a look at his flying sword and feel the breath. How can the breath of the flying sword be hidden from the real person in the past? As for telling this news in such a large public, I'm afraid the real sword is also disdainful. The style of Yu Tongming's Taoist falling into the stone, in this way, the two formed a beam out of thin air.

Although the people in the field knew that the black dagger in the hands of the real sword was extraordinary, no one knew what the real sword was saying was, so the monks standing beside the old man once again looked at the old man who knew the secrets.

The old man is naturally angry when he sees the eyes of the monks around him. Who are these people? When there is excitement, he forgets him. When there is something he doesn't understand in the bustle, he relies on him again. Humph, let alone.

Suddenly, the old man snorted, raised his head high, closed his eyes and began to meditate. No matter how the monk around him asked, he didn't say anything.

Seeing this scene, the little monk who was still crazy had a way. He squeezed to the old monk's side, pulled the old man, and said with a runny and tears, "Senior, you can pity us little monks! In the whole world of cultivation, who doesn't know that your old man is well-read and knowledgeable? As long as you tell us the origin of that sword, we will only be your head in the future, and we will promote your old man's prestige everywhere..."

"This..." The old man is embarrassed, and it's okay if this group of people make it difficult for themselves. However, at this moment, they are begging themselves. If they don't say anything, it's too ruthless. Anyway, they are all immortals who live together on the ethereal continent!

Thinking of this, the old man shouted in his heart, "Let's stop. Anyway, it's been an exception today, so let's talk enough at a time." He coughed softly. After the people around him listened, he said proudly, "If I see it well, in the hands of the Tongming Taoist in the late Yuanying period in the sky. The black dagger should be the master of the disaster period before the disaster of the Three Saints, and one of the famous spiritual treasures of the wine swordsman!"

"The scenery is blurred with the sword? What is that, and we really don't know the master swordsman who survived the disaster period? The little monk said a word and said the voice of the monk present.

"Cough, cough..." The old man was choked by the little monk's words, then rolled his eyes and continued: "The wine swordsman, even in the world of cultivation 3,000 years ago, was one of the top masters. At the beginning, he fought with a sword and a pot of swords. Even the masters of the Tianmo Continent and the Wanyao Continent did not dare to recruit easily. You can think about his power!"

"Wow--"

Everyone marveled in unison. They didn't expect that the owner of the sword was so awesome. Isn't it that the sword is also good? Think about it? How can the flying sword used by such a powerful master be ordinary? Thinking of this, those Yuanying monks who are also paying attention to here all the time are already full of eyes looking at Tongming Taoists. It's blazing, and I'm calculating how to send this news back to the sect as soon as possible, and then make a plan early!

When the divine consciousness of Tongming Taoist heard the words of many monks outside the field, he couldn't help but feel depressed. However, now he can't rush out of the field to kill all those monks, so he has to vent all his anger on the real sword. If he hadn't told the monks outside the field the news of the sword in his hand out of thin air. How could he fall into such a passive situation? Thinking of this, his heart was already full of murder.

The real sword felt the murder of the Tongming Taoist, but he smiled gently at the corners of his mouth, and the seven flying swords above his head rotated more quickly, and his expression became solemn. His hands moved slightly, but he didn't know what preparations he was doing and what powerful moves he would make.

The Tongming Taoist sneered, and the black dagger in his hand suddenly threw his hand, and a black light rose up and went straight to the sky. Like a huge black dragon with its teeth and claws, the real sword was not in a hurry. As soon as he pointed, he saw a blue flying sword flying overhead was also like a sky. Flying like flying, he rushed to the black dragon.

"Boom-"

Two flying swords took shape at the same time. The black dragon and the cyan dragon collided with each other, and the sound of dragon sounded through the whole mountain. Suddenly, everyone's attention was attracted by the two attacks. Even the old man's story was not heard, which once again made the old man a little depressed, but it seemed that Some accustomed to it, the old man was not angry, but watched the fight between the two with a little appreciation.

The two dragons formed by flying swords in the air were divided into victory and defeat in a moment. The black dragon stretched out its four claws, pressed the cyan dragon tightly under his body, raised its head high, and looked at the real sword provocatively.

The real sword was not in a hurry. He threw three flying swords again. Suddenly, the three flying swords turned into various dragons and rushed to the black dragon at the top of his head. The Tongming Taoist smiled coldly and pinched the secret in his hand. Suddenly, in the haze of the black dragon in the air, it seemed to have transformed into the same three. The black dragon rushed to the three dragons that rushed into the air.

Seeing this scene, not to mention the surprise of the monks off the court, the real sword also changed his face. To be honest, although he knew from the sadness of his flying sword that the black dagger in the hands of Tongming Taoist was extraordinary, he did not expect that the unattractive black dagger had such great power, and he was a little anxious. At the same time, the real sword man stretched out his hand and pointed out the other three flying swords flying above his head at the same time, turning into the same colorful dragons, and pounced on the dragons in the air.

The voice of Tongming Taoist people did not move, and the rapid pinching in their hands, there were three more black dragons in the air flying again. Suddenly, seven dragons of various colors fought against seven black dragons, swallowing clouds and spitting fog, opening their teeth and dancing claws. Many monks outside the field were sometimes relaxed and sometimes frightened, and the situation fell into a stalemate for a while. This fight lasted for half an hour.

The eight dragons in the air were fighting, and Tongming Taoist and Jianzhen people were not idle. Jianzhen's hands actually danced rapidly again. At the same time, a black short sword virtual shadow appeared in Tongming Taoist's hands again, holding their hands upside down and killing the real sword.

"This is a close fight!" The monks outside the field are talking about it one after another, but they don't know that because of the immortals, demons and demons on the vast sea, even the immortals on the vast sea are not weak in their close combat ability. Therefore, as long as the monks who can reach the Yuanying period on the vast sea, they can almost be said to be the king of battle. Because those demons are good at close combat, immortals are also forced to develop their combat ability in an all-round way. This may be the real natural selection and survival of the fittest!

There were remnant shadows in the void, but in an instant, the Tongming Taoist reached the top of the sword real person's head. At the same time, the black short sword virtual shadow in his hand suddenly enlarged infinitely and cut down to the top of the sword real person's head like a huge blade splitting the sky.

The real sword did not raise his head, and safely continued the decision in his hand. When the black short sword shadow was about to be cut to his head, the real sword suddenly stopped dancing with his hands at the same time, pointing to the direction of the real sword real person.

"sw--"

At the same time as the sound of breaking the air, the shadow of a flying sword suddenly appeared behind the Tongming Taoist, rippling like a water wave. If it hadn't been for the urging of magic, there would have been a sound of breaking the air. I'm afraid that no one would have found the trace of the dagger. At the same time, the Tongming Taoist's face changed, it was too late to avoid it, because Because the speed of the sword shadow was too fast, as if it penetrated the void and disappeared in an instant, and then when it appeared again, it was already behind the Tongming Taoist.

The Tongming Taoist man did not care about attacking the black sword shadow of the real sword. While his whole body was full of mana, the defensive Taoist suit on his body expanded in an instant. At the same time, the water-like rippling sword shadow had flowed behind the Tongming Taoist and suddenly accelerated, and the sword shadow was gone. Entering the body of Tongming Taoist.

While Tongming Taoist's body swayed, he spit out a large mouthful of blood with a "bang" in his mouth.

This change suddenly shocked many monks outside the field: What? Does the real sword actually still have a flying sword that has never been shown?

The old man who had been indifferently watching the Tongming Taoist and Jian Zhenren in the air was also shocked. His face changed color and he couldn't help whispering:

"The invisible sword..."

PS: Sadly, when the old grass split the firewood, he almost cut off his hand and made a big cut, and the speed of the code word plummeted. In order not to break the wound, it took the old grass three hours to knock out these 3,000 words! Painful death...