Chapter 200 The Way of the Sword Saint, Becoming an Immortal on the Place

The boundless ocean was storm, and sword energy swept across the world like a pillar of air, mixed with drizzling blood rain.

Murong Chang'an stood in a series of sword energy storms, like a god. He held the shadow of the sea in his right hand, and a dragon shadow visible to the naked eye wrapped around the sword blade. The dragon body was even larger than his body, like a companion god body.

Following his gaze, a huge island ahead was already divided into pieces, and countless monks were trapped in the island, with Yin people in every direction, all in the Tianyuan Realm.

There were corpses floating in the sea water, with only remaining limbs left, which was terrifying and terrifying.

Murong Changan said with a blank expression: "Give up struggling, I'll let you suffer less."

His voice resounded under the blue sky, with extremely coldness.

Over the remnant island, an old man with disheveled hair stared at Murong Chang'an. His robe had been torn into long strips and was stained with blood. He was in a miserable and miserable voice. He asked in a cold voice: "Who is yours, why should you target our Tianlun Gate?"

Murong Changan replied: "It's not targeting, it's just a collision. You will soon understand that this is not your ending."

He raised the shadow of the dragon in the sea, his sword tip was facing the sky, his aura reached its peak, stirring the universe.

He slashed down with one sword, and countless sword shadows appeared out of thin air in the sky, like heavy rain or like a collapse of the sky, unstoppable.

boom!

Accompanied by the earth-shaking roar, from a distance, huge waves rose, flooding those tiny remnants of islands.

This is just a microcosm of Murong Chang'an's war.

He fought every day, then sucked his soul and corpses. When he had a rare stop, he could grow hundreds of thousands of Yin people for Yang Dai every day. He fought along the edge of the small sea area of ​​Tianqi, almost going around a big circle.

distance.

There are four immortal cultivators lurking under the sea, less than one meter away from the sea.

One of the women in blue spoke, "Why are they so powerful when they first entered the Qiankun Realm?"

A man in white next to him said, "That sword is not simple, it is the dragon shadow in the sea in the Dragon Palace. There are only two dragon swords in the Dragon Palace, and he actually got one of them, which shows that he is related to the Dragon Palace and no one can seize the treasure from the Dragon Palace."

Dragon Palace!

These two words came out, and the other three were silent.

In the endless ocean, the Dragon Palace is the absolute overlord, and the holy land they are located is only recognized by the Dragon Palace.

"Since that's the case, then withdraw and report the news to the higher authorities."

The woman in blue said again. Her words were agreed by the three companions, and they left quickly, for fear of being discovered by Murong Chang'an.

...

Time flies, and another month has passed since Murong Chang'an left.

Yang Dai has accumulated 9.71 million Yin Clans, of which twenty-one in the Tianyuan Realm. Although compared with the total number, it only increases a few points, but before the race is eliminated, the speed is already very fast, and these Yin Clans are all very good, among which the Lingzhao Realm is more than the Xinzhi Realm.

On this day, Ji Yunyan successfully passed the tribulation and entered the realm of Tianyuan and entered the state of silence.

The God-given sacrifice when you stepped onto the Void Realm has not been used yet, and it has accumulated again.

Yang Dai was very curious. If he used the Tianci Sacrifice and the realm fell, would he be able to use it again again? Or would he have to return to the Tianyuan and enter the silent realm before he could continue to use the Tianci Sacrifice?

Ji Yunyan didn't know either. Anyway, she was very excited now. With the help of the god-given summoning, she often asked people to discuss. Once Yang Dai's talent was summoned, no Yin Zhong was her opponent.

How to fight for 700 million at a time?

The three angry warriors who have always been arrogant were all convinced and would walk around every time they saw Ji Yunyan.

The Yin Clan summoned by Ji Yunyan did not have independent thinking ability and was completely a puppet. She said she would hit anyone who was hit. Because of this, the Yin Clan she summoned would not cooperate, but she was extremely ruthless and could easily make the Yin Clan's souls scatter. She would not dare to accept her challenge unless she was in the Tianyuan Realm.

Yang Dai is now waiting for Murong Chang'an to surpass the Tianyuan Qiankun Realm and reach the holy realm.

Only when the Holy Realm combat power appears as soon as possible can he upgrade his talent.

The cultivation level of the holy realm plus the Yin God form is equivalent to invincibility.

Yang Dai sat in front of the cliff, holding a wooden sword in his hand, and realizing the sword intention.

As his understanding of sword intent became deeper and deeper, his temperament changed. Even if he was holding a cut wooden sword, his sword cultivator's temperament was revealed.

The space around him showed fluctuations like high temperature and scorching heat. He closed his eyes. This was not the first time he had entered this inexplicable state of sword enlightenment. His consciousness would fall into an illusion.

He saw a figure practicing swordsmanship, and he could not tell the difference between men and women. He practiced swords day after day without sword energy, as if an ordinary person was practicing swordsmanship.

Sword Saint!

Yang Dai's sword intent was originally from the Sword Saint, taught by Tiansu Zhenren, and later he received guidance from the Fairy Burying of Swords, so he had completely embarked on the path of the Sword Saint.

He looked at it carefully, and did not feel bored at all. He even immersed himself in it and substituted himself, as if he was practicing swordsmanship.

The sword intent transcends the sword move, which is a manifestation of the sword move and is close to the Tao.

Sudden!

Yang Dai was in a daze. When he opened his eyes, he found himself standing on the grass. There were woods nearby. The empty grass was only the size of a basketball court. You could see the mountains in the distance.

A woman in white appeared in front of him, dancing a sword. Her figure was graceful and full of femininity, but she was not weak at all, but was erect and erect.

The woman was wearing a wide white robe and holding an ordinary iron sword in her hand. Her black hair was tied behind her head at will, and two thin hair floated on both sides of her cheeks, revealing her perfect jawline and her face with white skin and red lips.

Yang Dai was amazed.

What a nice view!

He was always curious about the true appearance of the Fairy Burial Sword Fairy, but she was wearing a straw hat and a mandarin yarn, so she couldn't see it at all. The woman in white in front of her now coincided with the Fairy Burial Sword Fairy.

The fairy Burying Sword is suspected to be the inheritor of the Sword Saint, or a descendant. Their figures are really similar.

The woman in white turned around and stabbed the sword. The sword seemed to penetrate Yang Dai's chest, and the two of them met.

What a bright pair of eyes, beautiful eyebrows like willow leaves, and that arrogance and conceit are engraved in the pupils.

"Boy, have you learned my sword?"

The woman in white spoke with a beautiful voice and a frivolous tone.

Yang Dai was stunned for a moment, thinking it was just an illusion, so he didn't answer, but he stabbed the other party with a sword, and he subconsciously raised the wooden sword to resist.

clang—

When the two swords fought each other, Yang Dai felt a hint of heaviness.

What's going on?

Not an illusion?

Yang Dai was not panicked and began to practice with the sword moves of the woman in white. The two of them had intertwined their bodies, and the sword moves were exactly the same, with a tacit understanding, as if they were a perfect performance.

The corners of the woman in white raised her mouth slightly, and her sword moves became faster and faster, which led to Yang Dai's speed of swinging the sword.

I don't know how long it took, but the two jumped away, ten steps apart, and pointed to the grass behind them with the tip of the sword.

The two looked at each other, and the woman in white smiled and said, "I am qualified to inherit my sword."

Yang Dai asked, "Sword Saint?"

The woman in white collected her sword and replied, "Sword Saint? It seems that this is my future name. I like it very much. If my junior brother knew that I had won the name of Sword Saint, he would definitely not be convinced."

Yang Dai couldn't help laughing, he was convinced, he was your biggest brainless fan.

However, he was very curious why this sword saint was not the sword saint's original consciousness, and how could the consciousness that he had when he was young?

He suddenly felt that he did not understand the sword intent, and the sword saint's sword intent had surpassed his understanding.

Yang Dai was about to ask, but the woman in white turned around and walked towards the woods.

"Goodbye, young man, even if you are alone on the road to pursuing swordsmanship, don't be lonely, because you have the sword in your hand."

The woman in white waved her hands, and her laughter was filled with pride and conceit.

Yang Dai's feet seemed to have taken root and could not take steps, so he could only watch her leave.

Until the illusion is broken.

Yang Dai suddenly woke up and returned to his island.

He looked at his wooden sword again. In the dark, he felt that his sword intent had become stronger and he had a clearer perception of the energy between heaven and earth.

"Is this the sword of enlightenment?"

Yang Dai murmured to himself, recalling the voice and appearance of the woman in white, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously raised.

It seems that he underestimated the inheritance of the Sword Saint and also underestimated the Sword Saint.

No wonder the Sword Sect covet her power so much.

Yang Dai immediately ordered several Yin people to go to the Canghai Tiandi to find out the whereabouts of the Sword Saint. Every time he went offline, he would pay attention to the secret website. However, the scope of the Trialists' activities was still concentrated in the wilderness, and the Trialists who were involved in overseas only explored the Thunder God's Sea.

After feeling the breath of several Yin people, Yang Dai looked to the sky, and the handsome and arrogant figure of the woman in white could not be removed in his mind.

He suddenly began to look forward to seeing the Sword Saint and the true appearance of the Fairy Burying Sword One day.

Sword Sect!

Those who want to destroy the trial also want to use the Sword Saint.

Wait until I and Yin people arrive!
To be continued...